The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 149: A Taoist Priest of the Tang Dynasty

The Imperial Hometown of White Clouds is praised by the people and composed poems by scholars.

The world is at peace, and the legend about Baiyun Imperial Hometown has been spread by many parties. It has long lost its original appearance and has been exaggerated.

Only a few people vaguely realized that there was a god in the world, a god hovering above the borders of the Tang Dynasty, overlooking everything.

Raise your head three feet and there is a god.

"There really are gods in this world. The last leader, Gao Cheng, who is also my brother, fought against Li Shimin, broke through the void, and became a god after overcoming the calamity."

In the vast snow-capped mountains, the ugly heroic emperor Gao Yang with black moss on his body said to everyone.

The members of the Youdu Sect fled to outside the region and spent nine years before finally taking root and settling down, cultivating many outstanding disciples.

The disciples nodded in understanding. No wonder the previous leader was so powerful but did not kill Li Shimin. It turned out that he broke through the void and went to the upper realm.

They did not doubt the heroic emperor's words.

The Hero Emperor himself possesses martial power close to that of a god. In the words of the Hero Emperor, Sect Leader Gao Cheng, who is a hundred times stronger than him, should also have god-like power.

After sending everyone away, Gao Yang looked towards the east with his ugly face.

"Li Shimin, I will definitely come back."

Wow!
Gao Yang put on a pitch-black cloak that was airtight, as if he was extremely afraid of the sunlight.

Wow!
His figure flew to the horizon, grabbed a man with a high nose, deep eyes, and skin as pale as a death, and bit the man's neck.

This year, Gao Yang was 116 years old, only four years away from the 120-year lifespan limit of the Great Xiantian.

Lifespan is fluid, and to avoid deficiency of Qi and blood, Gao Yang had no choice but to replenish his Qi and blood in this way.

Some things have to be dealt with.

Perhaps only by catching that god can there be a chance of immortality.

According to current intelligence, this god has an unusual relationship with Li Tang. By launching a sneak attack on Li Tang and his men, perhaps this god can be lured out.

"Fight it out, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are up to me!"

Gao Yang threw away the mummy-like corpse, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and that night, he led his troops to the Central Plains.

……

Tongtian Medical Clinic.

Liang Yue went to Tongtian Medical Clinic every few days. Wu Mingkong occasionally came to ask for advice on the Xuanwu Zhengong. Since she was a woman, it was inconvenient for her to stay overnight, so she usually left before the sun went down.

By the pool, the basalt is as big as a millstone. From a distance, it looks like a huge piece of basalt.

Liang Yue sat cross-legged beside Xuanwu, holding the Samadhi True Fire Pearl in his hand, refining the flame within the pearl.

This is Chisongzi's treasure. The level of the treasure must be extremely high. So far, only a little bit has been refined, but it can be used to produce an extraordinary flame.

If all of them were refined, perhaps they would produce incredible miraculous effects.

Refine the orb, then use this mythical flame to make an elixir.

During the alchemy process, Liang Yue was flipping through Yuan Tiangang's secret book of Qi Men Dun Jia.

This geomancy technique is very useful in identifying the topography of mountains and rivers.

In the future, we can determine whether there are large ruins underground by observing the shape of the mountain.

After the golden elixir was refined, Liang Yue leaned on the shell of the black tortoise out of boredom.

"Xuanwu, oh Xuanwu, when will that day come?"

Xuanwu turned his head with a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if asking again, what is that day?
"You don't understand, you will know later."

Liang Yue patted Xuanwu's head.

In the next few days, Liang Yue traveled around, met old acquaintances, visited Chang'an, strolled around the market town, etc.

I have been traveling for nine years and have hardly had a single day of enjoyment, so I want to have some good fun this time.

……

There are also visitors from India and the Central Plains.

This visitor was not a monk from the Central Plains, but a Taoist priest wearing a tall hat.

The Taoist had three long strands of beard, a face as white as jade, and an elegant temperament.

When they arrived at a temple, Li Chunfeng spoke in broken Sanskrit.

"The Great Tang Taoist Feng Yu came here to challenge me!!"

Three monks went out holding sticks.

"You guys come together!"

Li Chunfeng slowly drew out his sword.

"kill!!"

Three people attacked from three directions.

Li Chunfeng stood still.

After the three people came over, he swung his sword.

hum!
The Ten Qimen Methods—A Dazzling Hundred Flowers.

Whoosh!
Three figures suddenly appeared at the spot.

Three shadows drew their swords at the same time.

Bang bang bang!
The sword knocked the weapon off, and the huge force knocked the monk to the ground.

"You lost!" Li Chunfeng put away his sword, showing the demeanor of a master.

When competing with others, just stop when you have reached the point and see who is better, not risking life or death.

Next, the Tang Taoist priest challenged 108 temples in succession and won 108 games in a row.

The Taoists from the Tang Dynasty stirred up huge waves in the peaceful India.

A city-state somewhere in India.

Li Chunfeng meets with the king of the city-state.

"How dare you! You common people, why don't you kneel down and worship the king?"

The minister beside the king shouted angrily. Li Chunfeng replied in the local dialect, "The people of the Celestial Empire do not worship the ruler of a small country!"

He speaks arrogantly and looks down on others.

The servants drew their scimitars, wanting to kill the man on the spot.

The king looked gloomy and said nothing. He said, "I am the ruler of the country, and the king of Tang is also the ruler of the country. The rulers of the two countries should treat each other as equals. The people of Tang should pay homage to me."

"You barbarian! Since you don't understand reason, I know a little bit of fighting skills!"

Li Chunfeng rolled up his sleeves, bypassed the wall-like defense with incredible agility, jumped to the king, grabbed the king's braid, and punched him three times. Each punch hit the flesh and the king cried out in pain.

"Mercy, mercy! I... I give in!"

The king begged for mercy again and again and ordered his attendants around him not to move rashly.

The barbarians fear power and not virtue. Li Chunfeng discovered that after beating them up, they became more easy to talk to.

During the Zhenguan period, the Tang Dynasty won successive foreign victories, which enabled the people of the country to hold their heads high in the face of the barbarians.

Li Chunfeng is usually kind and elegant.

When he heard the King of Xia Bang asked him to kneel down, he was furious.

After the banquet, the king led his ministers to kneel down.

"The king of Xiabang wishes to embrace Taoism."

"very good."

Li Chunfeng nodded in agreement.

After that, Taoism took root in India.

Li Chunfeng challenged and fought all the way.

One man "conquered" twenty small countries, and overnight, the mountains and rivers changed color.

Finally arrived at the area of the Harsha Dynasty.

"Hey, why is it a Central Plains temple building?"

The local customs are different here.

But since I'm here, I might as well continue the challenge.

Defeat a few along the way.

"Feng Yu, our Jietuo Tianzhu intends to spar with you personally. Are you willing?"

"You can do anything!"

Li Chunfeng came to Nalanda Temple.

A bald monk stood with his back to him.

The monk turned slowly.

The moment the two met, they were both surprised.

"Chun Feng?"

"Xuan Zang?"

After thirteen years, it was a great pleasure to meet old friends again.

"Okay, so you're here."

Inside the room, the two chatted about the past.

"Come, look at this." Xuanzang remembered something and took out a talisman from his sleeve.

Li Chunfeng's pupils shrank, as if he had a premonition of something.

Wow!
The talisman burned into a ball of water.

"A disciple of Jiejiao? So you are my fellow Taoist!"

This time it’s our real one.

"Two years ago, Lingbao Patriarch came here to convert me and left the name of Lapis Lazuli Light Buddha here."

"No wonder there are Central Plains customs here."

Li Chunfeng suddenly realized that Tongtian, Xuanzang and Li Chunfeng had the best relationship.

Now the two are disciples of Jiejiao.

"Tongtian has superb medical skills and superb martial arts. It would be great if he was a disciple of Jiejiao." Li Chunfeng thought to himself.

Of course, he couldn't influence Lingbao Patriarch's thoughts.

Everything depends on fate.

Xuanzang smiled strangely and nodded in response.

"You have been away for thirteen years. When will you come back?" Li Chunfeng changed the subject.

"I will wait a few more years until the next generation grows up, and then I will live up to Master Jiexian's trust."

"Okay, I'll stay here for a while and see if there are any ancient tombs in Tianzhu."

……

Chang'an City.

The traveling merchants followed the crowd into the city and came to the inn to rest.

The leader took off his mask, revealing Gao Yang's ugly face.

Under the dim candlelight, Gao Yang was thinking of a strategy.

"Don't face Li Shimin head-on. Be extremely careful and use covert tactics as the main strategy."

Subordinates report intelligence from time to time.

"Tongtian Taoist of Tongtian Clinic has a good relationship with Li Tang and has the right to come and go freely. It is better to kill Tongtian and disguise himself as Tongtian to sneak into the palace..."

Gao Yang secretly decided that this was a brilliant move. When a master learns how to scheme, there will be no room for others.

(End of this chapter)