Chapter 446 The old Taoist who has survived the age of Dharma-ending, cuts off the shackles!

Chapter 446 The old Taoist who has survived the age of Dharma-ending, cuts off the shackles!

The mountains are majestic, and the Taoist, hazy in the mist, stands quietly among the dead branches and leaves, looking out of place in the world, like an ordinary outsider.

Above his head, the immortal standing on a crane and surrounded by Qingyun lowered his eyes calmly, as if he was sending a decree, like an order to heaven and earth:

"Since you can see me, it's fate. How about giving you an opportunity?"

Guangchengzi's idea is simple.

He wanted to imitate his master and his two uncles and seek good fortune in various ways, so as to prepare for his enlightenment in the future.

When I met Lu Xuan at this moment, I just thought he was an unknown Taoist with great magical power. Although I didn't despise him, I didn't take him seriously either.

Lu Xuan looked up, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.

The moment he responded, he felt severe pain in his back, and a large injury appeared, tearing vertically and horizontally.

"Is this considered interference?"

Lu Xuan thought silently, not taking it seriously and not regretting it. This was what Taoist Master Qingxuan had done, and it was naturally the right choice.

In order to complete himself, he needs to 'fit' into this world. He cannot always be an outsider. Naturally, he also needs a suitable identity.

This status should not be too high, as it would be easy to be the center of attention, and the opportunity to interfere would be wasted if not careful, but it should not be too low, and Palace Master Guangcheng is just right.

From now on, as long as he does not do anything beyond his status as 'Guangcheng Palace Master', he will not be judged as [interference] by The Epoch Times.

One intervention and a chance to get into the game is not a loss.

Guangchengzi took Lu Xuan back to Kongtong Mountain and Guangcheng Palace. The latter faced the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, held the junior ceremony and bowed down immediately.

Guangchengzi nodded lightly:

"Since you worship me, Ancient Ancestor Yuxu, you are inheriting the cause and effect of this throne. I promise you to be the master of Guangcheng Palace. This opportunity is given to you. The heavens and the earth are great. It is fate and blessing."

Before he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to be trembling, and he immediately came to life!

Guangchengzi was shocked and immediately bowed down:

"I've met Master!"

He was confused, why did the master suddenly come?

Just when the thought came up, I saw the master staring at the destined person he had just accepted, and then

Made a ceremony.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, if I ask you to worship me, wouldn't it be a disgrace to me?" Yuanshi Great Heavenly Lord said as he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The soft words seemed to turn into a giant hammer, which made Guangchengzi's head buzz and make him dizzy!

Fellow Taoist Qingxuan? ?

A look of confusion appeared on Guangchengzi's face.

And at this time.

Lu Xuan stared at his second master through the hazy mist. His thousands of words finally turned into a sigh and he bowed gently:

"Now that you have entered Yuxu's sect, it is natural to worship the ancient ancestor Yuxu."

Yuanshi Great Heavenly Lord had a solemn look on his face, unable to fathom what this Taoist fellow Qingxuan was thinking, but in the end he said nothing and turned around to leave, thinking that he just wanted to play with the world.

At this point, Lu Xuan became the palace master of Guangcheng Palace.

The years are like tides, and the waves wash away the heroes. At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States is in chaos, Qin sweeps the Liuhe, building a prosperous age for thousands of years, and at the end of the Qin Dynasty, Chu and Han are fighting.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the process of the Great Year and the Epoch is moving forward smoothly.

This was an era without [Lu Xuan]. The Qin and Han Dynasties did not conquer the sky, there was no Daluo Dao war in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and Cao Mengde, Sun Jian, Liu Bei, and Yuan Shao never became sworn brothers.

Sun Jian died early, and Liu Bei died in Baidi City. The old prime minister lit seven mortal lamps to pray for life, but he offended an immortal, and was punished by the immortal. The star fell from the Five Zhang Yuan.

The Three Kingdoms united into the Jin Dynasty, and there was no such thing as the Dao Dynasty. It took another 30,000 years to reach the peak of the Tang Dynasty. The journey to the west began, and the journey to the west ended, and the world changed.

This day.

The Master of Guangcheng Palace endured the pain of a serious injury on his back and walked out of Guangcheng Palace tiredly. The rejection became more and more serious.

[The Root of the Era] Even if he is allowed to come to this [real past] that includes all Tao and Fruit,

But every day he stayed, the rejection of this period of time became more severe. Every time the rejection became more severe, he became more vicissitudes and aged.

Lu Xuan stood in front of the gate of Guangcheng Taoist Palace, hunched over as if carrying an immeasurable sacred mountain on his back, coughing slightly, looking up at the sky.

In the sky, immortals are fighting, Haotian is being hunted, the Emperor of Heaven has fallen, and Heaven has lost its owner.

He saw two familiar figures, one was the Empress and the other was the Demon Ancestor, fighting each other in the long river of time, until the whole world declined, the end of the law came, the long river of time broke apart, and an endless ravine of time appeared!

Thirty thousand years after the Journey to the West, the heaven lost its owner, the spiritual mountains dried up, immortals and gods fought, and the sky collapsed.

On the 50,000th year since the Journey to the West, the Demon Ancestor, Buddha Mother, Bodhi, Amitabha, and Houtu each left a character to form a celestial monument, under which the goddess was subdued.

Sixty thousand years after the Journey to the West, the end of the world came. The heaven and earth collapsed billions of times, turning into a vast universe. The earth was torn apart vertically and horizontally, and the origin of heaven and earth condensed into an ancestral star, hanging in the starry sky.

Seventy thousand years after the journey to the west, the goddess sat under the ancestral star stone tablet, taking advantage of the age of the end of law to drive out the immortals and gods. Dao and fruit were unable to enter the world and were cut off from even prying eyes.

The myth disappears, the extraordinary comes to an end, and there is no trace of the immortal.

Seventy thousand and one thousand years after Journey to the West ended, the Industrial Revolution broke out on the Ancestral Planet.

For more than two hundred years, mankind has completely entered the era of technological explosion, with changes occurring every year and every decade.

AD 2056.

"The opportunity is approaching."

Lu Xuan muttered to himself, clearly feeling that the opportunity to cut off the connection with Taiyi was getting closer and closer.

Cut off the shackles, break the ties, and strengthen yourself. It’s not far away.

"Hey, what did you say?"

The little vegetable seller looked curious and handed a bag of cabbage forward:

"Here, three pounds of cabbage, four hundred and seventy thousand."

"So expensive?" On the side, Qinghe and Qingping, both in their teens, stared wide-eyed. The former said angrily:

"Last week it was only 100,000 per catty, why has the price increased again?"

The beautiful girl rolled her eyes and muttered:

"Little brother, are you saying this? It's not like you don't know the current situation. Money is getting less and less valuable. I said when I was a kid, these only cost a few dollars!"

Qinghe's eyes widened and he argued:

"No, let me tell you"

"alright."

Lu Xuan, who was shrouded in mist, interrupted gently. He gently stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's cheek. With his move, the chaotic mist flowed, extremely deep.

But nearby passers-by turned a blind eye to this scene. In their eyes, the person standing there was an old Taoist priest. Where was the chaos?

'Snapped! ! ’

The little girl was so arrogant that she knocked Lu Xuan's hand crooked with a slap, glared and stuck it in her waist:

"Hey, old man, you can't afford groceries, so why are you acting like a hooligan? You're already a very old man."

Lu Xuan chuckled and just asked:

"Girl, what's your name?"

This girl with a peach fragrance on her body, who was clearly Xiao Yan from a certain life, pouted:

"What do you call me? Pervert! I won't sell you anymore!"

She pushed the vegetable cart and left humming, seemingly in a panic.

She is a little girl after all.

Lu Xuan stared at her retreating back, finally sighed, and did nothing. He bought some cabbage from another house, and then took Qinghe and Qingping back to Kongtong Mountain.

On the way up the mountain, Qinghe couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Brother Qingxuan, you seem to know that girl?"

“So be it”

Lu Xuan patted Qinghe on the head, and then patted Qingping who looked dull. When he walked to the gate of Guangcheng Palace, he stopped slowly.

He turned around and stared at the vast sky. His eyes penetrated the stars and saw the first wave of spiritual energy rising from the edge of the universe.

Lu Xuan glanced sideways and said:

"Starting today, you will practice with me."

"Practice?"

Qinghe and Qingping looked around blankly. The former wanted to ask a question, but suddenly he felt something and looked towards the horizon.

On the horizon, a mushroom cloud rises slowly.

This seems to be just the beginning.

Mushroom clouds rose up all over the ancestral planet one after another, huge fireballs burned, and tens of thousands of super weapons detonated on the same day!

"There's a war."

Qinghe opened his mouth blankly, listening to the sounds of panic and crying, his eyes were burning with tears involuntarily because of the huge bright light.

He saw a missile falling, and he saw a fireball expanding not far away.

Countless people on Kongtong Mountain are desperate.

The next second.

"God."

An old woman spoke blankly, staring at the figure rising into the air. The expanding fireball stopped extinguishing when it got close to Kongtong Mountain, or rather to the old Taoist.

Countless tourists prostrated themselves, and the clear river and peaceful scenery seemed like a dream.

The little vegetable seller who also survived muttered in a daze:

"This old pervert turns out to be a god. It turns out there really are gods."

The god lowered his head and asked softly again:

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is."

In a certain life, Xiao Yan subconsciously replied:

"My name is Tao Ling."

"Good name."

[In 2056 AD, at the end of the lunar calendar, the Third World War broke out and the world reached nuclear peace. 】

[The following year, the first year of the New Calendar, the ancestral star expanded and the trees grew rapidly. 】

[In the seventy-fourth year of the New Calendar, various ancient ruins were revealed, and the era of spiritual practice officially began. 】

[In the 100th year of the new calendar, the Valkyrie Tao Ling was born, overwhelming the people, establishing a federation, and uniting the world. 】

[Three hundred years of the New Calendar, the starry sky monsters invaded, and the Great Wall defense line was officially established. 】

[In the 307th year of the New Calendar, Tao Ling, the god of war, built the city of Qi behind the Great Wall of Starry Sky. 】

[In the 700th year of the New Calendar, after the war god Tao Ling accepted Yan Huang as his disciple, he died in battle on the Great Wall. The ancestors were grieved, every family was in plain clothes, and every household was in white silk, and weeping and sighing continued for a hundred days. 】

[In the same year, the super consortium Otao was established, ushering in the era of consortiums. 】

[In the 709th year of the New Calendar, Yan Huang, the disciple of the God of War, established Longque Technology. 】

Time flies.

September, 6806 of the New Calendar.

"The opportunity is coming."

Kongtong Ancient Mountain, Guangcheng Palace.

Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his mind trembling involuntarily, feeling that the unseen opportunity was getting closer and closer.

He didn't know what the opportunity was, but after looking at the calendar, he suddenly understood.

Lu Xuan searched through the dusty ancient memories and finally discovered that he was born in April of 6807.

There's still half a year left.

"Qinghe, Qingping."

"Brother, we are here."

Lu Xuan Shi stood up and first lectured:

"Qinghe, your cultivation progress is about to speed up. After so many years, you are still stuck as an Earth Immortal. Look at your junior brother Qingping, he is already a true Immortal!"

Qinghe smiled coquettishly and did not dare to answer. Qingping, who was always dull, said blankly:

"If Xiao Ling is still alive, he must have entered the immortal level long ago, and the first person in the world will not be able to turn to the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain."

Qinghe suddenly became depressed, but Lu Xuan just smiled gently:

"I have already sent her to reincarnation. Today I am going to see her. I am going down the mountain. You guys should guard the mountain gate."

Qinghe and Qingping were both stunned, go down the mountain? ?

Senior brother actually wants to go down the mountain? ?

Since the beginning of the new calendar, even if Xiao Ling dies, senior brother has never left the mountain.

Lu Xuan didn't explain much, and walked out of Guangcheng Taoist Palace calmly, feeling the cool autumn wind, and walking through the drizzle of light rain, disappearing into the clouds.

Transfer of ownership in an instant,

He appeared in front of a delivery room with an illusory figure. Even the now famous chairman of Longque Technology was not aware of it.

"Chairman Yan, madam, her injuries are too serious, her soul is broken, and she is already dead. We can only try to save the child in her belly."

"I see."

Yan Huang nodded silently, staggered to the window, and stared out the window blankly.

It's obviously autumn now, and it was raining lightly just now, but now it's snowing for some reason.

Heavy snow fell, covering the rushing river outside the window, and it was a bit chilly.

"gave birth."

A gentle voice sounded behind Yan Huang. He quickly turned around and took the baby from the stranger's arms.

The little baby girl neither cried nor fussed. She had a faint peach fragrance on her body and her eyes were wide open.

"What are you going to name her?" the doctor who brought the baby girl asked softly.

Yan Huang was in a low mood and said blankly:

"I don't know."

The doctor smiled:

"Today is autumn, but the river is blocked by heavy snow, so let's call it Jiang Xue. Yan Jiangxue, what do you think?"

Yan Jiangxue?

Yan Huang chewed the name bitterly, raised his head subconsciously, and was suddenly startled.

Where is the doctor standing in front of me?

It was clearly a Taoist man shrouded in the mist of chaos, seemingly wearing a Taoist robe!

His expression changed, his heart was frightened, and he asked sharply:

"Who are you?!"

"Just passers-by."

The Taoist smiled:

"Yan Jiangxue is really a very good name."

As he spoke, the Taoist stretched out his hand and gently caressed the little baby girl's face. Yan Huang's expression changed, and his desire aroused, but he was horrified to find that he was frozen in place, and his heavenly cultivation was completely suppressed! !

How can it be? !

Immortality cannot enter the world, but who can have such power as a true immortal or a great person in this world?

Is this really something that a large product can have?

Yan Huang's throat was throbbing, but he could only watch as the Taoist touched his daughter's face, seemed to sigh, and then disappeared without a trace.

He felt relieved and frightened, but subconsciously said to himself:

"Yan Jiangxue"

"Just call it this name."

Another half year.

April, 6807 of the New Calendar.

The Taoist went to a high altitude, reached into the [original point] with his bare hands, and caught a clay figurine with blood and tears.

He thought for a long time and finally made up his mind.

"Cut off the shackles today."

Lu Xuan looked at the little clay figurine and sighed softly:

"My name is given to you, so please call me Lu Xuan. From now on, you will be Lu Xuan and I will be Qingxuan."

He seemed to be speaking of the constitution of heaven, laying down the most basic rules. At the moment when he finished speaking, the Taoist closed his eyes and thought like a knife, cutting off everything.

He is no longer Lu Xuan.

If he is not Lu Xuan, how can he still be the incarnation of Taiyi?

"From now on, before [enlightenment], I am just Qingxuan."

The Taoist said to himself, the second intervention caused another serious injury, but he felt light all over. Naturally, the shackles broke, and he himself also ushered in sublimation and a great transformation!