Just when the blind old Taoist couldn't hold back his curiosity and had the idea of leaving Yongzhou to see what kind of person caused the change in heaven's secret, a little bit of human heart quietly touched the heart of heaven.
As the saying goes, countless right and wrong can arise in one thought, and this thought has its own pull. Far away in Xuandu, Taiping Mansion, Yongzhou, my heart was suddenly touched. I had long since seen and heard it, and the way of sincerity, which I had known before, suddenly became clear.
There was a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.
This is one of the many miraculous things that the true spirits of the Great Luo level of Xuandu still retain after descending into the mortal world. Without any method of heavenly secrets and calculations, as long as this thought is moved, one can gain insight into everything in the world.
"Um?"
In the Zhang family's mansion in Taiping Mansion, Xuandu was studying Taoist scriptures and ancient history in his study. He put down the book, squinted his eyes slightly, concealed some of the sharpness in his eyes, and smiled softly: "Sixteen years after being born in this world, there are still people.
Thinking of 'I', this is really surprising!"
The blind old Taoist couldn't have imagined that just when he was so satisfied that he thought he had figured out the location of Xuandu, Xuandu followed the secret of heaven and found the location of the blind old Taoist.
Suddenly, Xuan Du nodded thoughtfully: "Moreover, this man is quite capable. He can figure out my general position. He is indeed a surprisingly powerful man. Such a man must be very powerful in this world."
It also has some weight.”
His expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyes were opening and closing uncertainly. It seemed that there were countless scenes being performed in it. All kinds of hazy scenes turned into streamers and disappeared into nothingness. Finally, on the image of the blind old Taoist, suddenly
There was a pause.
"It's him……"
Xuandu's eyes fell slightly on the blind old Taoist. In an instant, the blind old Taoist's past, present, and future endless changes were all presented in Xuandu's eyes. He understood everything in the world with one thought, and the causes and consequences flashed through his mind.
"Well...it turns out that it was me who opened up the Pure Yang Earth Immortal Path, which caused the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to echo, and revealed a hint of innate secrets, so that this old Taoist who is proficient in the Yi Dao got a glimpse of the secrets of heaven."
"However, this old Taoist is very courageous. He knows that Yongzhou is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, but he still wants to break into it. Just because he doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, it's worth letting me take a look."
Although Xuandu's words are grand, they are true. Don't look at the time he has practiced, but underestimate his cultivation at this time. Xuandu is a first-class Xiantian Daluo Jinxian, and the entire Pure Yang Realm can make him look at it.
The number of people in my eyes, from ancient times to the present, together cannot exceed the number of ten fingers.
Especially after practicing the "Chunyang Ninety-Nine Prefectures Mountains and Rivers Map", every word and action is completely consistent with the immeasurable mountains and rivers, and the magical power is absorbing the earth energy of the Ninety-nine Prefectures all the time.
Under the majestic atmosphere of the ninety-nine states, the mana's power increased a thousand times day by day, seeming to surpass the limitations of the "Tian Yuan" system, gradually fitting into this vast land, and the mana's magical power was unimaginable.
All the cultivations in the Ninety-Nine Prefectures of the Pure Yang Realm, even if they are all bundled together, are not enough for Xuandu to pinch with one finger. No matter how magnificent the magical power is, how can it be compared with the vastness of the land of Xuandu's body in the Ninety-nine Prefectures?
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This is the great innate Taoist karma, the wonder of eternal realization and eternal attainment. Although the fundamental innate Tai Chi ancestral Qi of Xuandu does not exist, only a trace of the innate true spirit survives in the world.
But just this trace of the innate immortal true spirit essence was enough for Xuandu to use incredible means from top to bottom to reach a mysterious and unpredictable state in a short period of time.
In the final analysis, the only people who can oppose those with great innate supernatural powers are each other who are both innate with great supernatural powers. The alternative enlightened people may not be inferior to the innate in power, and may even be able to surpass the innate.
But no one can overcome the mysterious and unpredictable difference between innate and acquired ways. In the countless years since the opening of the void universe, perhaps only the 'Hunyuan Dao Fruit' achieved by Xun Shaoyu can truly be compared with the innate way.
Comparable.
However, although the 'Hunyuan Dao Fruit' captures the mysteries of the universe, it can only be compared with the great magical power of 'coexisting with the world' in the Xiantian Dao. If the number of 'Hunyuan Dao Fruit' goes further, it will still be attributed to the Xiantian Dao.
The number shatters the vacuum and proves that it will be "unbreakable for all eternity".
Xuandu's eyes were extremely clear: "My real opponents are neither the forces in the Pure Yang Realm nor any existence in this world. Only the eight innate gods who are eyeing covetously outside the Pure Yang Realm are my true opponents.
What a stumbling block on the road!”
It is precisely because of this that Xuandu just laughed at the blind old Taoist's attempt to come to Yongzhou to explore his roots, but he would not kill him in anger.
This old Taoist's Yi Dao attainments are indeed impressive, but after all, he has not touched his bottom line. He has not yet reached the point of death, and being able to trace Xuandu's traces can be regarded as the old Taoist's ability.
He is just a member of the Yi Dao who relies on his magic skills to show some prestige. When it comes to true cultivation and magical powers, he is not in the eyes of Xuandu. He is not worthy of Xuandu's effort to kill him!
It is the so-called Great Sumeru Holy Buddha and the Golden Immortal of the Land. This Buddha has been suppressed for five hundred years. In the heart of Xuandu, who is in the Xiantian Daluo series, it can only be rated as "good", which is far from being able to compare with Xuandu.
All pose a threat.
"It's just a pity... After enjoying the purity for sixteen years, the old Taoist priest finally disturbed it. It's time to cut off the kinship of the Zhang family. It's better to go back alone than to go away at ease.
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Xuandu shook his head helplessly, and his whole energy suddenly changed, as if he had returned to the vast sky and the earth, the light of the sun, moon and stars were all dim, and he slowly walked out of the study.
The blind old Taoist used Yi Dao skills to reveal the secrets of Xuandu and revealed the location of Xuandu. At this moment, Yi Dao masters from all over the world may not be able to follow this link.
, calculate the true position of Xuandu.
There are also some extremely powerful and powerful people with great ability to break the void. It is not impossible for them to come to Xuandu from hundreds of millions of miles away.
As a result, today's Yongzhou has become a place of right and wrong. If Xuandu does not leave, within two or three days of the Sunlight Realm, the great forces of the Pure Yang Realm will focus on Yongzhou.
"Yongzhou may become a place of right and wrong, so I can only break this relationship to prevent the Zhang family from being robbed for no reason." Xuandu plucked the void with his fingertips, and invisible strings of fate appeared on his fingertips one by one.
Break apart.
"The Zhang family is a hegemonic family in Taiping Prefecture, and is also one of the most powerful families in Yongzhou. But compared with the behemoths of the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon, they are really not worthy of carrying someone's shoes."
Xuandu's clothes made a rustling sound, and the "Mountains and Rivers Map of Ninety-Nine Prefectures of Chunyang" on the desk quietly rolled up and fell into the palm of Xuandu's hand. He said leisurely: "In order not to harm others or yourself, it is better to leave early and be clean and die early."
Be at ease soon!"
At this moment, every time Xuandu takes a step, his sense of existence becomes weaker. When Xuandu steps out of the study room door, his sense of existence has already reached an extremely low level, making people subconsciously ignore him.
its existence.
A ray of spiritual light hung high above the sky, whispers from various mansions and courtyards were transmitted to Xuandu's ears, and dirty and dirty scenes were staged one after another, all falling into Xuandu's eyes.
Regarding all the filth in the Zhang family's mansion, Xuandu could only ignore it. A little light of the Dao Yuanshen returned to his ancestral aperture, and his eyebrows could not help but beat a few times.
"The longer a big family exists, the more decayed it becomes. It is inevitable that evil will brew. Although it is disgusting to watch, it is still normal."
Regarding what he saw, Xuandu curled his lips in disdain, glanced at the study behind him for the last time, and walked casually in the Zhang family's mansion. The energy in his body became more and more strange, seeming to be there but not at all.
"Hey...it's all due to this!"
With this sigh, Xuandu's figure completely disappeared from the Zhang family mansion, and disappeared with Xuandu, as well as all traces of the name 'Zhang Boduan' by the Zhang family members, and even the Heaven and Earth Avenue of Chunyang Realm.
It's like experiencing a great dream in the Spring and Autumn Period. When you wake up from the dream, everything is empty. There is no such person as "Zhang Boduan" in this world. Any traces of "Zhang Boduan" have been erased. It makes people feel confused.
As for such a strange and unpredictable phenomenon, not only the powerful people guarding the Taiping Mansion were unaware of it, but even the biological parents of ‘Zhang Boduan’ in this life were unaware of it. It seemed that everything should be like this, and everything was always like this.
This is the way for those with innate supernatural powers to cut off the causes and conditions. The past, future, and present are all in the palm of their hands, and they can play with them like child's play. They can tamper with fate in a single thought and reverse the cause and effect as easily as they can.
In the eyes of those with immortal innate supernatural powers, nothing is irreversible. If it is really irreversible, it only means that one's own Taoism is not enough to turn things around.
"The old Taoist priest caused me so much trouble because of his own selfishness. Although I don't want to bully the younger because of my different status, I still want to teach him a lesson."
Xuandu held a volume of "The Map of Mountains and Rivers of Ninety-Nine Prefectures in Chunyang" and stood thousands of miles above Yongzhou, looking at everything in front of him indifferently amid the clouds.
After creating the "Ninety-nine Mountains and Rivers of Chunyang", Xuandu felt that his opportunity had arrived. As long as he completed the practice of "Ninety-nine Mountains and Rivers of Chunyang", even if he could not enter the "Invincible"
Series can also have different great opportunities and great fortunes.
"Forget it, just think of it as the last game before I become a Taoist. If the old Taoist priest can't bear it and is played to death by me, then he can't blame me for being cruel and having bad luck!"
As Xuandu spoke, he threw the "Ninety-nine Mountains and Rivers of Chunyang" in his hand into the clouds. This treasure scroll, which contained the way of earthly immortals, turned into a stream of light and flew into a certain prefecture and county in Yongzhou.
In the middle, the light of God shines across the sky.
Just as Xuandu was using the "Ninety-nine States of Chunyang Mountains and Rivers" as a piece to place pieces on the chessboard of Yongzhou, the eight innate great supernatural beings outside the realm of Chunyang were all taking advantage of the gap.
They all left their pieces on the chessboard.
"Is this hell?"
In Changping Mansion, not far from the Taiping Mansion where Xuan Du was born, in a large mansion, a young man in rich clothes opened his eyes from the sick bed and stared blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar world in front of him.
Bewildered and at a loss.
"Am I dead?"
The last moment in the memory of the young man in gorgeous clothes was fighting a powerful enemy. A blood-red divine light turned his body into a pool of bone and blood, and his soul was beaten to pieces.
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Yongzhou, Changping Mansion, Chen Family Residence!
"Hahaha... Three hundred years ago, yes, yes, this is my master's most glorious moment. This is my chance to change my life against the will of heaven." The eyes of the young man in gorgeous clothes were full of wolfishness, which made people laugh.
I couldn't help but feel awe-struck.
"This is, three hundred years ago, my... Chen family had not yet been destroyed. I, Chen Sile, was still the third young master of the Chen family in Changping Prefecture, the third young master of the Chen family who hated people and dogs."
Chen Sile sat on a chair, facing the bronze mirror in his hand, grinning and laughing wildly. His whole body seemed to be crazy, and his surging and exciting emotions made him feel as if he had been shot with blood.
"Rebirth, how could such a thing happen? How could such a thing happen? I was reborn three hundred years ago, hahaha... The picture books circulating in the market are not all lies. At least I am back.
Already."
Chen Sile's face was almost distorted, and the face reflected on the bronze mirror looked even more terrifying. A trace of mist was brewing in his eyes, but Chen Sile forcibly stopped it.
Who could have imagined that the soul of Chen Sile, known as the Four Young Masters of Changping, in this body is no longer the domineering young master, but a man who has experienced the loss of his family and endured humiliation for three hundred years.
Loose cultivator Chen Sile.
However, after three hundred years of painful and torturous life as a monk, Chen Sile once again became one of the four great masters of Changping, and his own personality was already on the verge of distortion and collapse.
Only after experiencing loss can we realize how rare and precious things that were previously considered to be natural are. Others would like to gamble with their lives, but some people are born with it.
Especially after the annihilation of the Chen family in Changping, Chen Sile, as a survivor of the Chen family, was immediately spied on by the 'wolves' of the Changping Mansion, completely ignoring the little friendship they had with each other in the past.
Under the bite of a group of 'jackals', Chen Sile had no choice but to hand over the Chen family's interests little by little, and was finally kicked out of Changping Mansion by several big families to fend for himself, living a life of neither man nor ghost.
At that time, Chen Sile was so heartbroken that he simply thought that there was no better way to escape than death. Although he managed to live on and on, more than three hundred years of being a humble boy also shaped Chen Sile's character.
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"Not only did the three big families of Liu, Wang, and Sun get worse, but there was also the mastermind behind the destruction of the Chen family. I will definitely repay them one by one. Otherwise, it would be a waste of my hard work."
The bad energy in Chen Sile's heart had been building up for three hundred years, and he finally had a chance to vent it. This was what Chen Sile had been dreaming about for so many midnights.
"There is revenge for revenge, and there is injustice for injustice. This young master has accumulated three hundred years of grievances and suffered three hundred years of torture. Those enemies will kill, kill, kill, and I will not spare any of them."
Chen Sile looked at the distorted face on the bronze mirror, and in a trance he saw blood on his face and a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.