Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

If it were in the past, I would not bother to waste time talking to you and would just kill you all.

But now, I give you a chance to choose.

Surrender or die, there are two paths, choose for yourself!"

The monks looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Reason told them to kneel down quickly and stay alive at all costs.

Some people have guessed Song Xuan's identity, but they dared only keep it in their hearts and not say it out loud. It was not too shameful to bow down and submit to the commander of the Xuanyi Guard.

But as high monks from the holy land, they had been used to being high and mighty for decades, so they were a little uncomfortable with being bowed down and surrendered without any preparation.

"My fellow disciples!"

At the critical moment, Abbot Lekong spoke.

"Emptiness is color, color is emptiness, Buddha is Tao, Buddha and Tao are one!

The Taoist priest is a celestial being and also a living Buddha. You Buddhists, now that you have seen my Buddha, why don’t you bow down to me?!”

Chapter 468 We, will obey the Immortal's order!

"Meet the Buddha!"

The monks of Liaowudeng Jingnian Zen Temple were the first to kneel down.

The abbot has given you a way out, but you still don't make a choice now. Do you really want to risk your life just to save face?

The nuns in Cihang Jingzhai looked at each other and chose to surrender.

Ning Daoqi has not shown up yet. Whether he was blocked by Song Que or he had no intention of showing up at all, it no longer matters.

Even great masters like Kongna have surrendered. At this time, Qingyunzi is invincible. Choosing to stand on the side of the strong has always been the survival philosophy of Cihang Jingzhai.

However, the three holy monks, Jiaxiang, Zhihui and others, hesitated for a while.

But seeing that the situation was hopeless and there was really no possibility that Ning Daoqi would show up, they could only shake their heads and sigh helplessly.

"Forget it. This is the general trend. We cannot defy fate. Buddhism has flourished for hundreds of years, so it's time for Taoism to flourish!"

"We are willing to surrender!"

Outside the Jingnian Zen Temple, the crowd watching the fight looked bewildered.

No, after just a few moves, two big monks died. Is that the end?

Qingyunzi and Lekong stood there and looked at each other, and then the old monk Lekong bowed his head and chose to surrender. Isn't this result too hasty?

Is this a love affair?

Some of those people in the martial arts world who have innate cultivation cannot understand it.

However, some grandmasters who were watching the battle looked at each other and left the place in horror.

Others don’t understand, but they see the trick.

The mental confrontation may seem calm, but it is actually much more dangerous than a violent fight.

When masters fight, if they can't win, they at least have a chance to run away. But in a battle on the spiritual level, there is no chance of escape. Even if the loser does not die, his soul will suffer irreparable injuries.

Looking at Kong's posture, it was clear that he was under mental control. From now on, the entire Jingnian Zen Temple would be Qing Yunzi's dog!

The melon has been eaten and the show is over. If not leave now, when?

If the group of big monks get angry and want to attack the spectators, with the strength of Jingnian Zen Temple, they will not be able to withstand it.

Liaokong can't afford to offend Qingyunzi, but he can't afford to offend a group of people who are just watching the show?

Song Xuan ignored the onlookers who were watching the show from the outside. He soared up like a blue cloud, and suddenly landed on the tallest stupa in the Zen temple!

In the entire Zen temple, only this tower has not collapsed.

He raised his hand and a piece of jade emitting strange energy fluctuations fell into his hand.

This is the He Shi Bi, a treasure with strange energy in the plot of The Twin Dragons of Tang Dynasty!

Standing on the top of the tower, Song Xuan held the jade disc in one hand, looking down, and everyone bowed their heads!

At this moment, everything in the world seemed like an extremely beautiful painting in his eyes.

The worshipping monks, the broken Zen temple, the affectionate wife, and the floating clouds in the sky all come together to form a beautiful picture, which makes Song Xuan feel like he is in control of the world.

He is one step closer to becoming a perfect grandmaster, and he has begun to touch the realm of martial arts.

The next moment, his eyes looked around in all directions.

Countless people in the martial arts world, whether they were high monks in Zen temples or just watching the show from all walks of life, all paused for breath.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to be silent.

Everyone stared at the tall figure in the green Taoist robe. This picture was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart. They knew that they would probably never forget it in their lifetime.

In the broken Zen temple's martial arts arena, Yao Yue was looking at the green shadow with a gentle smile on her face, her eyes filled with an indescribable pride.

This is my husband!

I am the only one in the world!

Standing on the pagoda, he experienced the tempering of silent meditation, and his soul became more and more condensed. He also absorbed the strange energy from the Heshi Bi. At this moment, the world seemed to have changed in his eyes.

In his eyes, the original mountains and rivers now seemed to be made up of countless dense silk threads. Countless silk threads were connected together to form a complete world.

"The laws of heaven and earth..."

Song Xuan took a deep breath, and joy appeared in his eyes.

In the past, he needed to rely on his soul to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth in order to improve his cultivation level.

But now it is different. At this moment, his soul can clearly see the traces of the operation of the laws, and can see the mysteries of each law, forming a complete line of laws.

Countless lines of law are intertwined together, spreading towards the boundless sky like a loom, weaving a world.

"Three years..."

An idea emerged in Song Xuan's mind.

This is the response from the will of heaven and earth. Three years later, he will be promoted to the perfect grandmaster!

He withdrew his gaze, and the martial arts spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness slowly closed its eyes. The world composed of the lines of law gradually returned to normal in Song Xuan's eyes.

The effect of this battle was much greater than he had expected.

I thought I would have to fight with Ning Daoqi later to gain something, but I didn't expect to find an opportunity for a breakthrough here with Kong.

This old monk is actually my lucky star.

With a flick of his sleeves, Song Xuan's aura exploded.

Unlike before, this time, his aura burst contained a hint of the perfect grandmaster's artistic conception. His momentum roared and spread in the night sky. The will that was above everything made people choose to worship him wholeheartedly.

"Prince of Wei, Ji Changkong, has colluded with an evil god from outside the realm, intending to overthrow our Great Zhou Dynasty!

Everyone, please follow me...

Kill the evil gods and uphold the Way of Heaven!"

The monks were stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed expressions of ecstasy.

Good thing!

I felt a little embarrassed when I surrendered to the Taoist master just now, but now, hasn’t this face been restored?

Kill the evil god and rectify the way of heaven. Look at this reason. Is there anything more decent and prestigious than this?

We are not surrendering, but following the Taoist master to save the world. Even in the history books, it will only be recorded in this way!

"Please obey my Buddhist teachings!"

The monks shouted enthusiastically, their voices shaking the nine heavens. Even the melon-eating masters who had evacuated dozens of miles away were stunned at this moment.

Kill the evil god from outside the domain?

Holy shit, how can we be left out of this kind of glorious deeds that will go down in history, whether we survive or die, and will be recorded in the annals of martial arts history?

More than ten master-level musicians used their skills to create a sonic boom in the air, and then stepped into the Jingnian Zen Temple one after another, clasping their fists and bowing from afar to the tall figure standing on the pagoda.

"We will obey the Master's order!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly and flicked his sleeves, "Let's go!"

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and was the first to step into the night sky. After Yao Yue appeared beside him, the couple flew side by side towards Chang'an.

At the same time, Song Xuan's guardian, the abbot of Jingnian Zen Temple, the newly promoted grandmaster Liaokong, was surrounded by golden light and flew up like a golden arhat.

Zen Master Liaowu and the three great holy monks followed closely behind, and after that came Cihang Jingzhai and dozens of martial arts master-level monks in the Zen temple.

Finally, there were a dozen or so people who were just there for fun and wanted to gain some fame. Although the team of dozens of grandmasters was not large in number, it gave people an overwhelming sense of oppression and rushed towards the fiefdom where the King of Wei was!

Chapter 469 The evil god is coming!

Outside Luoyang City, on Laojun Mountain.

Tiandao Song Que held the sword in one hand, standing proudly on the top of the mountain with an extremely indifferent expression.

Opposite him was an old man with a tall hat and a wide belt, five long strands of beard, an elegant and simple face, and a thick brocade robe. His figure, which was already taller than that of an ordinary man, looked even more majestic and towering, giving him the air of an otherworldly and elegant hermit.

But at this moment, the old man's face looked a little unhappy.

"Song Que, do you really want to stop me?"

Song Que touched the back of the knife and said calmly: "I'm not stopping you, I'm saving you! Cultivation is not easy, don't take a wrong step, or a hundred years of cultivation will turn into ashes!"

Ning Daoqi's expression changed, and he said solemnly, "Who exactly is that Qing Yunzi? You haven't left the mountain for years, yet you're confronting me for this person?"

Song Que smiled and said, "My last name is Song. I am from the Song family, the commander of the Imperial Capital's Xuanyi Guard. We are from the same family."

Ning Daoqi's expression changed. "Are the Xuanyi Guards going to attack the Tangzhou martial arts community?"

"Whether to take action or not depends on their choice!"

Song Que smiled faintly, "If you choose right, the Holy Land will remain a Holy Land. If you choose wrong... Although the world is vast, it is never short of heroes. Just be careful in your next life!"

Ning Daoqi remained silent, standing on the top of the mountain looking up at the sky. He no longer had the urgency to rush to Jingnian Zen Temple.

There was indeed a special relationship between him and Cihang Jingzhai, but that relationship was not enough to make him risk his life against the terrifying secret service agency Xuanyiwei.

If it was a vendetta between the martial arts world, he might be able to lend a hand.

But this kind of relationship between the Great Zhou court and the martial arts world, this kind of trend, how could he, a wandering outsider, stop it?

Buzz buzz~~

Just as he was silently thinking about the follow-up, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the void, and a series of sharp whistling sounds cut through the sky, and in an instant appeared in Ning Daoqi's sight.

"This is......"

Ning Daoqi was horrified. Looking at the long dragon composed of martial arts masters and feeling the terrifying fluctuations spreading between heaven and earth, even he began to feel nervous.

Especially the Taoist priest in green robe who was in the lead. Although his aura was restrained, he brought him a great sense of oppression. That feeling had nothing to do with his cultivation level, but came purely from the depths of his soul.

call out!

A sound of breaking air came, and Song Xuan's figure seemed to jump from one point to another in an instant. Ning Daoqi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the young Taoist figure with fear.

"Ning Daoqi!"

Song Xuan didn't have a good impression of this Buddhist bootlicker, but it was undeniable that this person was quite powerful and was a suitable thug. So he didn't waste any words and spoke directly.

"Prince Wei, Ji Changkong, has colluded with an evil spirit from outside the realm, intending to disrupt the empire.

Are you willing to join us in maintaining the peace of the world?"

Ning Daoqi first glanced at Song Xuan and Yao Yue, then glanced at Luo Kong, who was following behind Song Xuan obediently and respectfully, and immediately saluted with his fists.

"This concerns the safety of the common people, and I have no choice but to take this responsibility!"

The trend of heaven and earth is unstoppable. Between life and death, Ning Daoqi decisively chose to join.

There were two more grand masters in the team. Song Xuan nodded slightly and waved his sleeves. The team continued to rush through the air. Next, the real battle would begin!

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Outside the city of Chang'an, the Prince of Wei's villa.