20demayo Chapter 496
Chapter 496
The words of the Lingyuan Patriarch were like the sound of a bell, resounding through people's hearts.
Yan Taizu frowned slightly, just staring at the Lingyuan Patriarch.
As a super-grade martial artist who cultivated the spirit, the appearance of the Lingyuan Patriarch naturally made him feel a strong sense of danger, so much so that he did not notice the reaction of the little emperor beside him for a while.
The young Wuping Emperor listened quietly and took these words in his ears.
His skin was slightly tense, and he unconsciously got goose bumps.
The words of the Lingyuan Patriarch of the Dadao Sect were far beyond their expectations.
I thought that the ancestor of this small world of Dongtian appeared to support and avenge the younger generation of cultivators of the Dadao Sect.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
The current cultivators regard the Qiao family as ordinary warriors, so they feel that they have suffered a great shame and humiliation when they are defeated by mortals.
But in the eyes of the Lingyuan Patriarch, these are all empty.
Whether it is cultivating immortals or practicing martial arts, these are not important at all in his eyes.
In the eyes of contemporary Dao Sect monks, the sect was almost overturned, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect was destroyed by a mortal. This was a dramatic change like the sky falling.
But in the eyes of Lingyuan Patriarch, it was just another similar wave in the long river of time.
He had lived too long, experienced too many things and had too many horizons. Standing in front of the long river of time, all mundane things were just passing clouds, gathering and dispersing.
The world is a dynasty, and a hundred generations are a moment.
The change of dynasties is just a repetition in history books, and the destruction of the immortal sect is also passing clouds.
The young Emperor Wuping unconsciously looked sideways at his ancestor, Yan Taizu, who was standing beside him.
Even the young emperor could see clearly what Yan Taizu was obsessed with.
His obsession was Da Yan.
Now, three hundred years later, the enemies of Yan Taizu's era have long turned into a pile of yellow earth, and his beauties and relatives and friends have long been names on the tombstone.
The Great Yan Dynasty was the foundation he laid when he was young, and the Great Yan Royal Family is the legacy of his descendants.
According to the teachings of the Lingyuan Patriarch, this obsession is indeed a mortal obsession that should be abandoned as soon as possible.
So at this moment, the young Emperor Wuping could not help but have such a thought in his mind...
If... He meant if...
If Yan Taizu gave up this obsession as the Lingyuan Patriarch said, what would he become?
As a natural medicine spirit, Yan Taizu certainly needs the people of the Great Yan Dynasty to help him obtain natural materials and treasures from all over the Nine Provinces to prolong his life... But this Great Yan Dynasty is not necessary for him after all.
Without the Great Yan Dynasty, with the military force of Yan Taizu that was invincible in the world three hundred years ago, he could also establish another Great Water Dynasty, the Great Water Sect, and the Water Extreme Society to collect medicinal materials.
If Yan Taizu breaks his obsession and abandons his desires as the Lingyuan Patriarch said, then he will naturally regain his freedom from the shackles of the Great Yan Dynasty, and his martial arts will only be higher than now!
Thinking of this, the young Emperor Wuping could not help but shudder in his heart.
To this day, for the martial arts master Yan Taizu, has the Great Yan Dynasty become his... shackles?
Then...
What about Qiao Gui standing in front of the mountain gate of the Great Dao Sect?
Emperor Wuping's mind was surging.
The young emperor who sat on the throne in this turbulent time, no matter how capable he was, would definitely be a person with deep thoughts, and he was no exception.
But at this moment.
He heard Qiao Mu laughing loudly.
"In your opinion, the blood feud can be abandoned, and the sect's orthodoxy can be abandoned."
"But Qiao has been moving forward until now, just for 'he can replace him'?"
"Then let me ask you, do you think I am a human or an immortal?" Qiao Mu asked loudly.
The Lingyuan Patriarch stood on the cloud and looked down, his expression unchanged as before, and said lightly:
"The so-called immortals are the people on the mountain."
"Cultivating immortals is like climbing a mountain, step by step. The higher you go, the farther you are from people and the closer you are to heaven."
"If you throw away worldly desires, you will have a clear heart of Taoism, and naturally transcend the world."
"And you are naturally an immortal, just like us, we have the same destination."
"Cultivating immortals is like climbing a mountain?" Qiao Mu took a step forward at this time, stepped onto the stairs transformed from white clouds, and climbed up to the sky step by step while everyone looked up.
"Then do you know what you are in my eyes?"
The Lingyuan Patriarch did not answer, but his eyes were slightly cold.
"In my eyes, there are no gods or immortals in this world after all." Qiao Mu climbed up the steps, step by step, and his steps became faster and faster, muttering:
"The Dao heart you speak of is nothing more than the desire to pursue immortality and strengthen oneself in my opinion."
"Since you are a person with desires in your heart, don't put on airs and call yourself an immortal ancestor!"
Qiao Mu's feet were like the wind, and his figure flew up along the white cloud steps with the sound of breaking through the air.
"If you regard yourself as an immortal on the mountain, then I, Qiao, will..."
"Move the mountain!"
His arms expanded rapidly and stretched to the sky. He wanted to pull the Lingyuan ancestor above the clouds down to the mortal world!
The young Emperor Wuping in the distance subconsciously held his breath.
At this moment, his mind suddenly became clear, and he suddenly understood why the ancestor brought him, the emperor, to such a dangerous place and stood under the dangerous wall.
He came for the Dao Sect, and also for Qiao Gui, who was at the top of the martial arts in the world.
There are so many truths in this world that a scholar can talk about them for three days and three nights, but who can tell right from wrong and true from false?
Immortal cultivators have their own principles, and warriors have their own principles.
And he, the young emperor who accidentally entered the battlefield, should not come here just to witness the outcome of this battle.
In the words of the Lingyuan Patriarch, the biggest difference between humans and immortals is naturally the strength.
Since the strength is extraordinary, the position of the butt should not be in the human world.
The poor are naturally mediocre, the rich are naturally unkind, and the extraordinary are naturally ruthless and desireless, and no longer have the mundane desires of the world.
But it is not the case in Qiao Gui's words.
"In Qiao Gui's eyes, the mundane desires abandoned by the immortals are exactly what he is obsessed with."
"No, not just Qiao Gui, not just the Qiao family, but also... the ancestors are the same."
"This is the... human heart of these top warriors."
The young Emperor Wu Ping trembled slightly again.
At this moment, he glimpsed a corner of his ancestor's heart.
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If Yan Taizu abandons all obsessions with Da Yan and pursues pure martial arts... then he will naturally improve his martial arts and be free and happy.
Then at that time, he will be another immortal who has given up his desires and abandoned his desires in the world. What is the difference between him and those extraordinary cultivators of Jiutian Xianmen?
Over the past three hundred years, there have been countless cultivators who have worshipped Jiutian Xianmen in the world, but how many warriors like Yan Taizu who are willing to be human and regard themselves as human beings are there?
Warriors like Qiao Mu and Yan Taizu are not stubborn and blind to their extraordinary martial arts, pretending to be mortals.
Instead, they choose to be mortals, willingly put on shackles, and choose to... become human beings.
"And this struggle between humans and immortals..." The young Emperor Wuping unconsciously clenched his fists and looked up at the sky.
He was not good at martial arts, but at this moment he was particularly concerned about the victory or defeat of this battle.
Yan Taizu glanced at the young Emperor Wuping beside him, and saw his subconscious fist-clenching action in his eyes, and was slightly surprised.
"Although he lacks some of the bravery I want to see, his brain is smarter than I thought before..."
Yan Taizu retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky, his heart trembling.
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At this moment, the white rainbow penetrated the sky and pointed directly at Lingyuan Daozu.
And he still had no expression on his face, his expression was like a statue in a temple, looking down at the mortal world.
Qiao Mu, who was running wildly on the clouds, was only a few steps away from him with his huge hands.
At this moment, the figure of Lingyuan Patriarch seemed to suddenly become taller, as if he was an unshakable mountain, and the distance between him and Qiao Mu seemed to be rapidly extending, as if there was a huge gap between them.
"Then this line of difference is the difference between a human and an immortal." Lingyuan Patriarch said lightly.
Lingyuan Patriarch stretched out his right hand from his sleeves and drew a complex talisman in the air in front of him.
The light of the magic circle quietly lit up at this moment, like countless silk threads interweaving the ground and the sky, covering the entire Dao Sect.
"The great formation of heaven and earth rebellion has been completed."
He lowered his eyelids and looked at Qiao Mu who was just a few feet away.
Watching his figure quickly retreat backwards, the distance between him and him quickly lengthened.
Since he stepped into this human world, the magic power around him has been dissipating rapidly.
The more time passes, the weaker he will be, and he will naturally not sit and wait for death.
The magic of the immortal way is to pry the power of heaven and earth with one's own magic power.
And when the cultivation reaches his level, thousands of magics have been deeply rooted in the soul. When the mind is moved, the world changes color. Why do you need to pinch the formula and chant the spell?
As the founder of the Da Dao Sect, even the sect's mountain-protecting Nine Palaces Mother-Child Array was created by Lingyuan Patriarch.
The Nine Palaces Mother-Child Array has nine layers of secret space, which can turn a short distance into a long distance, thus trapping the enemy and making it impossible for them to advance or retreat.
And the changes in this small space.
It is the Heaven and Earth Rebellion Array that he has been trying to set up by himself since he entered this world.
"Since you said you want to move the mountain, then give it a try." Lingyuan Patriarch smiled.
At this moment.
With a rumbling sound resounding between heaven and earth.
The light of the array penetrated the sky, and the mountains and ridges around the Da Dao Sect rose up little by little and flew into the sky under the stunned gaze of the warriors.
The mountains floated in the air like huge white clouds, and the rubble under the mountain fell like rain, and a huge shadow covered the earth.
This is a scene that the warriors in the world can't believe even if they see it with their own eyes.
"This... Isn't this the trick of the immortals?"
Some warriors who were watching from afar had already retreated in their hearts.
This kind of battle was not something they could watch from afar. Even if only one of the mountains fell, it would be an inescapable disaster for them.
For warriors who have not yet entered the realm of true strength, their internal strength can only be ten meters away from the body; even for warriors who have reached the third level of true strength after their martial arts have changed, their fists can break through the air for tens or hundreds of meters. For these mountains in the air, they also feel heavy in their hearts...
Let alone fighting them, just thinking about it in their minds makes people's hearts tremble and their scalps numb.
And these mountains that rose into the air were all pointing to Qiao Mu...
Only the young Emperor Wu Ping looked good.
Emperor Wu Ping himself had just entered the realm of martial arts, and had just practiced internal strength not long ago, and had not had much actual combat.
Although fear inevitably surged in his heart, as long as he thought of the pillar of the Great Yan royal family standing next to him, he naturally felt relieved.
What kind of person was Yan Taizu, the founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty?
In the eyes of Emperor Wuping and other royal descendants in later generations, he was truly a peerless hero like a fairy god.
In terms of martial arts, he was also the best in the world. Three hundred years ago, he was the leader of martial arts in the world and the number one in the world; in terms of achievements and power, no emperor in the history of Great Yan could compare with him.
No, he was not a peerless hero like a fairy god; even if he was a real fairy, in the mind of Emperor Wuping, his ancestor was not without a chance to compete.....
Thinking of this, Emperor Wuping quietly glanced at Yan Taizu beside him.
But he saw that the latter had a sullen face and looked at the mountains and ridges floating in the sky like clouds.
"Fuck you, what the hell is this?!"
"Have the warriors of the Qiao family been fighting against this kind of people in the past few years?"
Taizu Yan grabbed the young Wuping Emperor on the horse and flew away with his Qinggong.
In the past few years, he has been in the imperial capital of Zhongzhou, and he has been deterring each other from a distance with the Dadao Sect. Although there are frictions, the intensity is not very large.
If we want to talk about dealing with the Daojun Huashen, we have to go back to the time when Qiao Mu was still in Nanzhou and faced the Daojun Yunxiao for three thousand miles.
After that, the Qiao family destroyed the immortal sects one after another, but Taizu Yan could not leave the imperial capital and Zhongzhou without permission.
Although he also heard about Qiao Gui's amazing martial arts in Taoyuan Villa, he did not see it with his own eyes after all.
But what he saw today was the appearance of the ancestor of the immortal sect that had never appeared in the world...
"Go, go, go, silly boy, why are you standing there? Are you scared?"
The Yan Taizu held the young Emperor Wuping in one hand, and at the same time performed Qinggong, and another palm burst of true energy broke through the sky like raining stones.
He came here to let his young emperor come to witness and gain some experience, not to let the Great Yan royal family have another emperor who died suddenly.
And the action of the Lingyuan Patriarch has not stopped.
He flicked his sleeves, and a bunch of heavenly beans were thrown out by him, and transformed into the appearance of bean soldiers and bean generals above the clouds.
"Heavenly bean soldiers, come out."
Throwing beans to make soldiers is a magic that all cultivators know, and the Dao Sect's method of refining Dao soldiers can be dominant even among the immortal sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The magic of the formation is the method of the Lingyuan Patriarch himself, and this "Bean Breaking the Sky" is the magic of the Dao Sect.
The cultivation of these spiritual beans is a test of the cultivators' respective methods and the level to which they can cultivate spiritual plants.
And the Lingyuan Ancestor, who has been in seclusion in the small world for more than ten thousand years, has the best-quality Tiancan beans in his hand.
At this moment, the dense bean soldiers on the clouds formed a battle formation, like dense chess pieces on the chessboard of heaven and earth, with nearly a thousand people, all of them are armed and sharp, and have a good aura.
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