novelapdf Chapter 448 Dao Court Confers Gods!
Chapter 448 Dao Court Confers Gods!
Chapter 448 Dao Court Confers Gods!
"The wind never ends, and the rain never ends. Now that the catastrophe of heaven and earth will come to an end, how do fellow Taoists plan to deal with themselves?"
Mo Chuan looked around and asked meaningfully.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist already has a gully in his chest?"
Qingtong Jun with white hair and childlike face has a serious expression on his face.
"Of course! Otherwise, how could you have been summoned?"
Mo Chuan nodded, and his words made all the cultivators look at each other in blank dismay, and the tense atmosphere eased accordingly.
At this time, Xuling Cave is also coming to an end in the collapse.
The broken cave space could no longer support the collapsed land, and it was allowed to fall into the South China Sea of Kyushu, setting off huge waves on the calm sea.
Heaven, Earth, Sun and Moon also took over the disordered cave at this moment.
The sound of turbulent waves came from all directions, mixed with the dust splashed by the collapse of the mountain, which made people feel dazed.
The spiritual energy that had decayed between heaven and earth also returned to its peak at this time.
Even more than that.
However, no one cheered.
Because everyone knows it's just a flash in the pan.
When the Lingyuan exchanged for the collapse of the Xuling Cave Sky is exhausted, it will be their turn next, whether they like it or not.
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Chuan.
The old Taoists of Mingchen did not hesitate to collapse the Xuling Cave, but also planted this catastrophe of people's hearts.
Everyone knows this.
But everyone still wants to hear about his plan, because the road ahead of them is already a dead end.
It would be acceptable if Mo Chuan could point out another path with a slightly lower cost.
"What is the purpose of fellow daoist, but let's be blunt." Daojun Qinglian said in a deep voice.
"In this case, please sit down, and listen to the poor Taoist."
Mo Chuan nodded, threw off the long sleeves of the Taoist robe, and sat down casually on the ruins of the chapped and dusty hall.
Hearing the words, the monks present looked at each other and sat cross-legged.
"I would like to ask fellow Taoists, what is the purpose of practicing? Is it to seek great freedom? Or to live a long life and live the same life as the heaven and the earth?" Mo Chuan asked.
"There is no difference between the two in essence. Since they have transcended life and death, they can naturally be free." Miao Tingdao said.
"It seems that the fellow Taoist has a big plan! Anyway, the poor Taoist said it bluntly, the poor Taoist has a method, so that you can live a long life without any effort, and live the same life as the heaven and the earth."
As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators on the ruins were shocked.
"Oh, dare to ask Xianjun, what method is this?"
A Golden Core cultivator asked impatiently.
Mo Chuan quietly spit out two words: "Shinto!"
The Golden Core cultivator asked again: "What is the divine way?"
"Using the method of dismantling corpses, shed the body, shed the dust and filth, strengthen his immortal will, and then use incense to shape it, transform all living beings, shelter the world, enjoy the incense, and live forever with the world."
Mo Chuan said in a low voice.
This is the order he wants to enforce.
Once this order is completed, all cultivators will be shackled by incense and fire. In order to live long and see forever, all people must be protected.
The people are immortal, and their lifespan is endless. This is the same longevity as the heaven and the earth.
If this plan is successful, the unarmed common people will control the lifeline of the monks.
It can be said that water can carry a boat and capsize it.
Just at this moment, an extremely illusory sound of "gurgling" came from inside his body.
The 7000-year bottleneck of Yuan Qi Dao [-] that had troubled him for several years was quietly broken at this very moment.
Mo Chuan was stunned.
As thoughts flowed, a sense of enlightenment emerged from his heart.
Because of his understanding of the relationship between "the way of heaven", "the way of humanity" and "the Taoist", he overcame the 7000 two-hundred-year bottleneck, but he was unable to convince himself because of the selfishness of the Taoist.
However, when he forgets all of these and practices the Tao in his heart, even if he only takes the first step, he proves his Taoism to his original heart.
This strategy is not only for oneself, but also for the people.
It can be said that serving the world with surplus is a Taoist!
He has reached the standard of a Taoist, even if he still hides his selfishness.
……
"Hahaha, what a steal! What kind of divine way is this? This is clearly the way of ghosts."
Taoist Zixiao sneered, bringing Mo Chuan's attention back to reality.
At this moment, no one knows what a carefree step Xianjun Mingchen has taken?
Everyone speaks bad words to each other out of selfishness.
"Fellow Daoist really made a good plan. If we were to dissect the corpse, wouldn't we become fish on the pallet and be slaughtered?"
"Longevity and long-term vision tied in the hands of others, what is the same life as the heaven and the earth? Poor Dao would rather cultivate the Dao of Yuan Qi, and it is impossible to walk this so-called divine way."
"This statement is extreme!"
"Although Poverty doesn't practice the way of incense, he has some understanding of the way of incense. It is rumored that this way is also affected by the obsession with incense. Over time, it may become a serious disaster."
Following Daoist Zixiao's rebuttal, the remaining Jindan monks also sneered.
In their view, only fools follow the so-called divine way.
Unless life is almost exhausted.
"It seems that what fellow Taoists are looking for is great happiness?"
Mo Chuan asked calmly.
This indifferent gesture caused all the cultivators to look at each other in amazement. Could it be that this old Taoist Ming Chen still has a second hand?
Sure enough, Mo Chuan said again: "If you don't want to seek the long-term life and long-sightedness that is so easy to get, there is another way for poor people to enjoy great happiness."
The cultivators of the ruins looked over coldly, no one spoke, and their eyes were full of doubts.
"Everyone knows that the poor are not from Kyushu?"
Mo Chuan looked around and said meaningfully.
As soon as this remark came out, Lord Nine Great Daoists looked indifferent, and the rest of the golden elixir were in an uproar.
"What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist? Is it possible that there are other worlds besides Kyushu?"
"Impossible, Er is the spirit conceived by Shoushan Mountain in Kyushu. The veins of the land are carved on the mountains, and the breath is sealed in the sky. How could it come from the outside world?"
Unbelievable words blurted out.
Mo Chuan smiled lightly, waved his hand, and a table appeared out of thin air. On the table, there was a copper stove with tea sets and cups.
"Fellow Daoist Zixiao, the smoke and fire in the world is the most comforting to the hearts of ordinary people. This is Yingzhou rough tea. Although it is a commodity in the market, it has a special taste. Come and taste the difference between this tea and Kyushu?"
While talking, Mo Chuan picked up the Yuhualong pot, used his magical powers, and cooked tea.
But in an instant, the Yuhualong pot was making noises, like a dragon playing with the waves, a ball of tea poured out from the spout and fell into the red-dotted golden pottery cup, and a ball of tea fragrance overflowed.
Mo Chuan waved his hand, and the teacup floated towards Taoist Zixiao.
Zixiao Daojun looked serious, reached out to take the teacup, blew his lips slightly, and began to sip.
At this moment, there was silence in the field, and all eyes were on Taoist Zixiao.
"This tea... is indeed not from Kyushu."
Taoist Zixiao tasted it briefly, looked up at Mo Chuan and said quietly.
"Hahaha……"
Mo Chuan laughed loudly when he heard the words, and after debating the case, he sent it out, and said loudly: "If you like tea, you can take it yourself."
In an instant, not to mention the Nine Dao Monarchs, even the Jindan cultivators from all walks of life, each relying on their own abilities, used the tea leaves on the table, and used their magical powers to deduce the origin in detail.
Without waiting for all the cultivators to verify the results, Daoist Zixiao asked with a serious face: "Dare to ask the method of the Great Freedom that you said, what is the explanation? And what is the relationship with the world outside Kyushu?"
Mo Chuan said with a smile: "Besides Kyushu, there is Yingzhou. Yingzhou's spiritual energy is endless, and it is also the way of spiritual energy. However, there is no cave in Yingzhou, and there are not a few genus of Jindan Yuanying. Do you know the reason?"
Without waiting for everyone to answer, Mo Chuan asked himself and answered:
"Because Yingzhou has followed the way of spiritual roots, what is spiritual root? Meridian also!"
"Pseudo-spiritual roots are ordinary people."
As Mo Chuan spoke, he raised his hand, and shadows of pseudo-spiritual roots floated out of the air.
"Those with true spiritual roots can cultivate the Dao."
The light and shadow changed again, and the pseudo-spiritual root of the meridian school appeared complicated and exquisite.
Seeing all the cultivators in the arena, the expressions on their faces fluctuated.
Because some people have already seen their own meridian shadows.
"Those with the root of the earth spirit can reach the golden elixir."
The light and shadow changed again, and the faces of the few fake alchemy monks in the field changed drastically. Their eyes greedily glanced at the meridians outlined by the light and shadow, trying to write them down.
"Those with the root of the heavenly spirit can hope for the Nascent Soul!"
When Mo Chuan calmly said this sentence and changed the shape of the light and shadow in his hand, there was a dead silence in the field.
"Whoa!"
After a while, countless golden core monks stood up, looking greedily at the meridian light and shadow, as if they were looking at their own future.
At this moment, the ruins hall was completely silent, only the sound of shortness of breath remained in the field.
"This is a world where everyone is born unequal. Everyone determines the future from the moment they are born."
"Pindao doesn't like this kind of world, and Pindao decided to smash it into pieces! If you are willing to help Pindao, Pindao can change your fate against the sky!"
Mo Chuan got up and opened his arms, as if embracing his fellow-men.
But there was only silence in response to him.
All the monks looked at him coldly.
They are all high-ranking officials from various sects and sects, and they have already passed the age where words can shake them. How could they be so excited because of Mo Chuan's words?
The most important thing is that the structure of Tianlinggen has been obtained.
With the way of destroying swords and soldiers, they can reshape the meridians at any time.
"Hahaha...the world is really weak, and the world is evil!"
Mo Chuan had expected it a long time ago. He laughed and said jokingly:
"I forgot to remind fellow Taoists that the flaws of the Heavenly Spiritual Root shown by Pindao are hidden. If you really modify the meridian according to this, you will go crazy in the future. No wonder Pindao didn't remind you today."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the cultivators suddenly became ugly.
Also heart suddenly.
That's right, how could he easily reveal such a confidential matter?
"So, the theory of spiritual roots is all nonsense?" Qing Tongjun asked with narrowed eyes.
His lifespan is nearing the end, now that he sees the radiance of his path, he is naturally extremely concerned.
"Is it a fallacy? Fellow Daoists will verify it with the root of the earth spirit and the root of the true spirit, and you will know it?"
Mo Chuan smiled lightly.
As soon as this remark came out, the minds of the monks in the field moved, and they immediately realized that the purpose of Mo Chuan's concealment of the Heavenly Spirit Root was to target them.
Only they have the needs of Tianlinggen.
"Dare to ask you, what price do I have to pay for you to hand over the Tianlinggen?" Qing Tongjun asked again.
"Hand over? Hahaha..."
Mo Chuan laughed loudly, Er Er's expression changed, and he jokingly said:
"It is not easy for you to deduce the heavenly spirit root from the earth spirit root? Why do you need to ask the poor Taoist for it, and you are not afraid of the poor Taoist deceit?
Or are you worried about not having enough time?That's right, even if the caves are destroyed, I'm afraid it will only buy you more than a hundred years. At that time, even if you derive the Heavenly Spiritual Root, you may not have time to practice. "
This self-questioning made Nine Daojun silent.
It takes time to find or deduce the root of the sky, and it also takes time to verify the root of the sky.
What Kyushu lacks most right now is time.
"Looks like we have to go to Yingzhou."
Taoist Miao Ting shook his head and said, looking at Mo Chuan with a somewhat dangerous look in his eyes.
Mo Chuan glanced at the nine Taoist monarchs, and suddenly looked at Kyushu and said, "Duanmu is here, is it?"
Duanmu, who had been silent all this time, was startled at last when he heard the words, he had to grit his teeth and get out of the crowd, cupping his hands and saying: "Disciple, listen to the order!"
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of ten thousand qi, inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the most respected.
Pindao wants to save the common people in the three realms, so he quickly set up an altar to teach generals, sit on the sidelines to seek talents, select soldiers and horses, and give amulets to protect his body.
All the loyal officials who died in battle and the monks who met the catastrophe were canonized as gods according to the laws and merits, enjoyed the incense of Kyushu, and lived the same life as the heaven and the earth. "
Mo Chuan threw the ground with a voice, and the lingering sound was faint. When he raised his hand, countless demon spirit talismans interlocked and turned into a magic whip and fell in front of Duanmu Terminal.
Duanmu was stunned.
How smart is he?
Almost instantly, he understood all of Mo Chuan's plans.
Da Xiaoyao is the bait, Changsheng Jiushi is the bottom line, the combination of the two is to control the Three Realms!
With trembling in his heart, the talisman rooted in the soul seemed to become dispensable at this moment, and even became a symbol of glory.
He kowtowed to the ground suddenly, took the whip with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, I respect the decree of the Immortal Monarch!"
"Great!"
Mo Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
Just at this time, the figure of Nine Great Daojun flashed suddenly, and countless magical powers turned into rays of light shrouded from all directions.
To control Mo Chuan, he took Tianlinggen by force.
"Hahaha, it's hard to choose what to eat when you're begging, and it's hard to choose what to eat when you're hungry. Fellow Taoists, if you think about it, I won't accompany you if you're poor."
Mo Chuan laughed, and under the siege of the Nine Dao Lords, his figure disappeared like a wisp of cooking smoke.
Nine Great Daojun's complexion changed suddenly, and he retracted his magical powers as if he could retract and release it freely. The ruins of the palace were instantly quiet, but Mo Chuan was no longer seen.
Everyone was stunned.
It's no wonder that after the battle of Taiyuantian ended, Immortal Mingchen was able to keep the fruits of victory. It turned out that he really had great supernatural powers!
Lord Nine Great Daoists can't keep it, even if it's just escape magic power, it's enough to threaten everyone.
"Where are the disciples of Xianjun?"
Duanmu finally got up, without looking at the Nine Daojuns, turned to look at the golden elixir.
"The disciple is here!"
In the battle of Xuling Dongtian, the ten surrendered golden elixir came out more and more one after another, their expressions were throbbing, excited, hesitant, and some were indescribably fanatic.
They are not idiots, knowing that they have been forcibly tied into Mo Chuan's chariot, and there is only one way to go to the dark.
As a result, I never thought that this narrow path has somehow become a broad road.
Cheng, the Nascent Soul that breaks the realm, is expected to transform into a god;
Defeated, incense and fire shape the soul, and the heaven and the earth live together.
It doesn't matter how you look at it.
The only price that needs to be paid is to submit to the Immortal Lord Mingchen!
But in the past they had been free?
No!Even if he cultivated to the Golden Core, wouldn't he have to abide by the rules set by Taoist Yuan Ying?
"The Immortal Monarch wants to build a Taoist court, and my disciples will give full support. We will quickly return to the cave, gather disciples, and lay the mandala!" Duanmu finally said loudly.
"Here!" The top ten golden elixirs responded with cupped hands.
The Xuling caves are shattered, and the big caves are basically unable to hold.
This is not a competition for the secret key of the cave, it is too easy to destroy a cave.
It can be said that it is impossible to guard against.
That being the case, it is better to quickly withdraw the property and clear the land.
Anyone who dares to attack will fight back with revenge.
However, in a while, no one should take risks, after all, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has returned to its peak level.
"Since Pindao received the edict of the Immortal Monarch, I also hope that fellow Taoists will support you a lot. Let me say goodbye!"
Duanmu finally bid farewell to all the cultivators, and led the ten golden elixir into a ray of light and galloped away.
The rest of the monks looked at each other in blank dismay and had no choice but to disperse.
Everyone realized that Kyushu had changed.
The most urgent task now is to verify whether the theory of spiritual roots is true!
[Thanks to "Renpuppet 02" and "That Bright Star in the Sky" for their rewards! 】
(End of this chapter)