Chapter 222 Lord of Heavenly Tribulation
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Xu Xuan, accompanied by Fu Tongling, came to the place where the disciples gathered.
There are many more people stationed in the spiritual realm. Excluding the disciples who come down the mountain, there are people living on the mountain all year round, numbering about two to three hundred.
Although the spirit realm is small, it can accommodate hundreds or even tens of thousands of people without any problem. After all, it is the size of a small town, so it will not be crowded if there are more people.
All the disciples greeted each other one after another. Seeing Fu Tongling's lagging expression, some of them vaguely guessed that it was Xu Xuan, so they all knelt down to worship the Taoist Master.
"Disciple pays homage to Taoist Master!!"
The Taoist master has not shown up for more than ten years.
Although people often conferred immortality urn, they were basically given in the air through the Bronze Temple, and many people had never really seen what Xu Xuan looked like.
There are many high-spirited geniuses, calm middle-aged people, or ambitious young people in the crowd.
The moment they saw Xu Xuan, they all knelt down.
"This is Pei Lan, who taught Yu the Way of Humanity and the Qingyang Method. This is the genius of Gu Fengyun, the Golden Light and Taibai Sword Qi. Bai Fa, you should know, and Meng Jun, the great disciple of the Miaozi generation, who cultivates the method of double pupils, Yu Ren method."
These people introduced by Fu Tongling are basically stronger geniuses than their older generation.
After all, they are carefully selected good seedlings, each of which has more than two magic types.
The selected people came to the ceremony unexpectedly.
"Everyone, get up." Xu Xuanduo glanced at the Miaozi generation.
A clear and wonderful scripture, profound and mysterious.
This was the seniority originally decided, but I didn’t even think about the third word.
Xu Xuan encouraged them, and everyone thanked them and left.
Only Fu Tongling was left to accompany Xu Xuan.
"Time flies too fast." Xu Xuan sighed.
"Yes, it is the 20th year of Daoli. The events of the past are still before our eyes. The youngest generation is generally more than a hundred years older than them."
"How old are you this year?" Xu Xuan looked at Fu Tongling.
"One hundred and sixteen, there are still more than eighty years to live." Fu Tongling said with a bitter smile.
"It's not easy." Xu Xuan shook his head.
Somehow, the lifespan of monks in this world is generally much lower than that of normal immortal cultivators, and the higher the level, the greater the lifespan difference.
The foundation period of the Mirror Realm is three hundred years, but this world only has two hundred years.
The Golden Core Stage in the Mirror Realm lasts six hundred years, this world has four hundred years, and the Nascent Soul Stage only lasts eight hundred years.
Xu Xuan's total life span now is 1,400 years, which can probably kill a big sect.
Soon, everyone gathered.
Eight hundred people gathered in perfect order.
After deducting those who are not Yang Qi or below, the total number is 605.
Among these 605 people, eight are foundation builders.
Coupled with Xu Xuan's golden elixir, it can be considered a medium-sized sect.
These people looked at Xu Xuan with reverence under the altar.
Xu Xuan was also looking at them.
There is only a group of people in the world who practice Qing Qi. Everyone practices Qing Body. Even if they go down the mountain, there should be no problem if they practice for three to five years.
"Du Gong has told you that except for the people under the rule of the Taoist sect, the outside world has no life. We have inherited the way of heaven and rectified the atmosphere of heaven and earth. It is time to contribute to the world."
Just like what Xu Xuan said at the beginning, it is also a sentence that those who have entered the Tao must know.
They want to carry forward the three-day Dharma and eliminate the six-day old energy.
Fight against the evil spirits of the three realms and establish order in the world.
They are the people chosen by heaven.
This sense of mission makes people fanatical and involuntarily excited.
"The heavens are full of energy, and my way is prosperous!!"
The slogans were earth-shattering, and the feeling of shouldering the fate of the world made everyone feel noble unconsciously.
Departure time is scheduled for the next day.
Early morning.
When everyone from the Taoist sect gathered.
On the other side, the people from Xuan Lundao and Changle Palace were ready to go.
The disciples of Xuan Lun Dao are all dressed in green clothes, and most of them are tall. The beginner disciples are one foot tall, the true disciples are three feet tall, and the foundation building masters are twenty feet tall.
And Xuan Cangtian is even more than a hundred feet tall, and the whole person is like a big mountain. This is the origin of the name Xuan Cangtian.
A curl of green smoke rose from below the Changle Palace. The green smoke gathered into a lifelike ship, and the figures of the people in the Changle Palace floated up.
The palace owner of Changle Palace is a strange man whose whole body is made of smoke. His whole body is invisible and seems to be unreal.
Xuan Cangtian sniffed his nose and said in disgust: "You guys can't smoke these cigarettes."
After saying that, he made the Xuan Lundao people hold their breath.
"Really? You might as well give it a try, you can enter bliss!" As the Lord of Changle Palace spoke, the smoke flowed with the words, as if they were alive.
The disciples are all light and airy, and some have even merged with the smoke. It is estimated that the highest state is to abandon the body and become a flying immortal just like the master of Changle Palace.
"Let's talk first. I want a large number of people to refine the soul smoke powder. You can get more resources, but the people must be mine."
"we'll talk about it then."
Xuan Cangtian was not as relaxed as he imagined. After all, he was someone who had seen the power of thunder. Although they thought it was a formation, there was nothing wrong with being careful.
Soon, everyone set off on cloudy clouds or smoke boats.
"Are you scared?" Changle Palace Master's voice was ethereal.
"No, I just feel a little unsure."
"What are you afraid of? Xu Xuan has been a coward for so many years. He must not have the confidence in his heart. We just need to kill all their disciples. If you don't believe him, he won't come out."
It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out, the entire Taoist sect is destroyed, can this guy still cause any trouble?
This is impossible.
"Become a fairy and ascend to immortality, be carefree and at ease!! Who in the world can be like me?"
The Lord of Changle Palace roared loudly, his body surface glowed with white light, snow-white feathers sprouted from his body, and broad wings appeared on his back.
Wow!
The whole person flew into the sky like a god.
At this moment, the Changle Palace Master seemed to feel like he had become an ancient feathered man, carefree and at ease, facing the North Sea and Mu Cangwu.
The essence of Changle Palace's feathering and ascension method is the art of feathering corpses and cultivating immortality through the ethereal smoke. Finally, the physical body is abandoned, the soul is light, and the person ascends to immortality.
It is modeled after the ancient Feathered Man, so its features are somewhat similar to the Feathered Man, and feathers will also be produced when casting spells.
And he is the strong man who has reached the golden elixir realm of feathering and ascension.
After a long flight, the group arrived at the realm governed by Daomen.
"Disciples, kill me!!"
Changle Palace Master smiled ferociously.
Smoke filled the whole city, and the city took on a new look.
It's like a fairyland, with all kinds of gods and goddesses, all kinds of beautiful scenery and delicious food.
Night suddenly turned into day.
Many residents were confused by the scene in front of them and forgot where they were originally. They couldn't help but indulge in this scene, linger and blend in, becoming a part of Changle Yanluo.
This is the legal domain transformed by the Lord of Changle Palace.
"What is this? Don't fall for it!!...Uh..."
"Father, don't kill me!!"
Some are sober, some are addicted, and some suddenly go crazy and kill those around them.
For those who are awake, a group of soldiers will appear in the void to kill them.
If nothing goes wrong, this city will be digested by the Changle Palace Master, and all residents in the city will be transformed into the purest essence and blood.
On the other side, the people of Xuanlun Mountain launched a brutal massacre.
On the other side, the Lord of Changle Palace showed his soul and walked on the street.
The translucent azure soul body appeared pure white and flawless, with a pair of wings faintly appearing behind it.
Without the protection of Yanluo, this is actually more dangerous, but Changle Palace Master is very confident in his Taoism.
Even if the golden elixir comes, it can't stop the illusion of smoke, and if I want to escape, no one in this world can stop me.
If you want to force yourself to this point, you can only break through the illusion first.
At this time, gray smoke squirmed, and a Taoist priest in white slowly walked out of the mist.
The Taoist priest in white looked calm, and the surrounding fog seemed to have no effect on him.
His eyes were the color of pure gold, seeing through all illusions.
"Who are you?" Changle Palace Master was shocked, and the smoke turned into two hundred-foot smoke dragons and bit Xu Xuan.
For some reason, this person gave him a fear that came from the depths of his blood.
"Xu Xuan, the Taoist Master of Shenxiao, is the one!"
Wow!
The flying feathers of pure gold in the sky crushed everything in the illusion. At the same time, the true fire of the pure gold sun burned through the illusion, revealing the original city, and the remaining people were saved.
Under the background of the firelight, Xu Xuan was like a beacon that illuminated the world.
"The aura of Yuren, you..." Changle Palace Master was shocked again, and then without thinking, he turned into a puff of smoke and ran away.
Phew! !
In the distance, there is another city.
An inexplicable breath came.
Xuan Cangtian subconsciously turned his head and looked over, only to see the city on the other side filled with flames and a red phoenix soaring into the sky.
The white-robed Taoist under the phoenix is like a descended saint king, completely different from the monks in this world.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the five thunders borrow the law!! Imperial decree!!!"
Blue light illuminates the night, and thunder falls all over the sky.
Boom boom boom!
The soul of Changle Palace Master flew into oblivion.
Xuan Cangtian was almost scared out of his mind and turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Who is this? Could it be that he is the master of heavenly calamity?