The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 452 There are more ruthless

"kill!"

The golden light shone in the sky.

It should illuminate mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

If it was a normal attack, Ji Jun would have been defeated long ago.

But is Ji Jun normal?

Obviously not.

The illusory Taoist figure appeared behind him. Those who have been reincarnated all the time, unless they are the kind of passive reincarnation, or any old monster who can reincarnate life and death, which one will not leave a second hand for himself.

The same is true of Ji Jun.

Zhang Heng watched quietly.

I saw Ji Jun's previous life's great strength added to his body, beating Taiwei Dali until he vomited blood.

But the god guards besieging the left and right were even worse, they were hit by the golden light, they would die if they touched them, and they would be injured if they touched them. You must know that these god guards were soldiers of Emperor Li.

"I am the Heavenly Dao Sect, Ji Muli, the third patriarch of the founding sect."

"I once fought against the heavenly demons outside the territory, shattered the starry sky, and stained the Taoist gate with blood. Today, I am going back against the sky. Who can stop me!"

Ji Jun's eyes were full of divine light, and the phantom behind him wanted to be one with him.

"Remember Muli!"

Taiwei Dali's eyes were about to burst.

According to legend, 30 years ago, an extraterrestrial demon tried to get involved in the Dali Realm.

Fortunately, the supreme master of Tiandaozong was born out of nowhere, preventing the catastrophe and avoiding the loss of life.

It's a pity that after this battle, Patriarch Ji Muli also passed away due to his serious injuries.

Otherwise, according to the records in the classics, this Heavenly Dao Sect's Ji Tianzun is likely to be the second mythical existence under the Tiandao Sect, besides the Founding Patriarch, who is expected to reach the Luotian Realm and ascend to the upper realm.

"Since you know my name, you can die in peace."

The Taoist figure behind Ji Jun has completely merged with him.

Ji Jun at this time, no, it is more appropriate to call him Ji Muli.

"Remember Muli!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The world-destroying golden light is present.

But he didn't want to, Taiwei Dali smiled instead of being surprised: "Ji Tianzun, you have the mighty power of a celestial being from your previous life, am I your opponent, but you came back too late, your majesty has already penetrated the heavens and the earth, surpassing the past and the present, The era has no place for you."

Swish! !

Taiwei Dali pulled out his sleeve, took out a piece of imperial decree, and shouted: "Ji Muli, accept the decree!"

"Ok?"

Ji Muli looked up.

into the eye.

The sacred decree was directly shattered in the air, and the fragments of the shattered imperial decree formed four golden characters: "Man will conquer the sky." '

"what!"

Infinite divine power shines in the sky.

Ji Muli screamed, and the umbrella, sword, tower, mirror, bead, five kinds of fairy artifacts behind him shattered one after another, like snow falling under the scorching sun.

However, Ji Muli was the strongest person 30 years ago.

Even though it was no longer in its heyday, and miscalculated the power of this decree, it still rushed forward when the brilliance shone on it, with blood and tears flowing in its eyes, turning into a ray of golden light and fleeing away.

"Captain?"

The guards were about to celebrate.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw Taiwei Dali's black hair covered with snow, and he lived most of his life in an instant, turning into an octogenarian.

"Don't worry about me."

The Taiwei smiled gratifiedly: "I cultivate the meaning of grandeur, but not life. After a hundred years, it will be nothing. Ji Muli is different. He is the thief of Tiandao sect. He was the most powerful Taoist 30 years ago, and now he is reincarnated. , is definitely the number one enemy of my Dali, I exchanged 30 years of Yangshou for his 800 years of Taoism, and I will not suffer."

You can't say it's a fairy.

A hundred years later, it will only be a pile of loess.

After becoming a fairy, whether it is a Taoist fairy, a martial fairy, or a demon fairy.

Everything will sublimate life and break the shackles of life.

But Confucianism is different.

Without cultivating one's life, cultivating awe-inspiring aura alone cannot increase one's lifespan. Even if one becomes a sage who rivals a god, his lifespan is only a hundred years. If one wants to break through, the only way to achieve a breakthrough is to reach the state of a sage who is both awe-inspiring in the world.

This is also inevitable.

Be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to give up.

Beginning to study literature, three years to become a scholar, five years to pass the exam, ten years to enter the Hanlin as a Jinshi, and become a doctorate bachelor.

In Confucianism, there are many scholars who are three or forty years old, and it is not uncommon for great Confucianists to be five or sixty years old, let alone those sages who are seven or eighty years old.

Among Taoists and warriors, three 40-year-old true immortals, five 60-year-old earth immortals, and seven 80-year-old heavenly immortals can scare people to death.

So now many people choose to study part-time.

Of course, concurrent practice is not so good. Zhang Heng has never heard of anyone who practiced several cultivation systems concurrently and could go very far.

The good and bad of Confucianism are equally obvious.

Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts.

How to choose is still up to you.

My family is poor, so I study Confucianism.

Studying Confucianism is subsidized by the imperial court, knowing the Three-Character Classic, being a child student, you can get discounts on rice and noodles every month, and becoming a scholar can also be a knife and pen official and a clerk.

If fate is good, knowledge is high, and if you win the Juren, then it will be even more extraordinary.

Don't worry about food and clothing for a lifetime, just various tax exemption policies can fatten people to death.

Rich and powerful.

Then practice martial arts, invite a few instructors from the martial arts gym to teach at home, learn by hand, take various tonics, hum, ha, Ada, practice.

After that, the family will be in trouble.

That is also the end of the Erban bridge to cross the ten thousand troops, there is no difference between the left copper and the right iron, the Zhu family built the bridge and the Hong family passed it, but this bridge is a big scale for outsiders.

Further up.

Destined to enter Buddhism and Taoism, fate is hard to join the magic door.

The five systems are different. Confucianism has advanced rapidly, but the love is deep and lifeless.

Martial arts rule the roost in the early stage, become fierce in the middle stage, and it is hard to change the decline in the late stage.

Buddhism and Taoism.

Disadvantaged in the early stage, tied in the mid-term, and overtaken in the late stage.

As for the magic door.

Just live in the moment and be happy.

Of course, this is generally the case, and there are some odd numbers that can break the shackles.

But there is not one such person in a billion. The so-called there is no strongest system, only the strongest person, is talking about this kind of person.

"Amitabha"

"Brother, what shall we do?"

Ji Muli was defeated.

The five elders in purple and one were arrested.

The four big lamas are a bit bad.

"Four juniors."

"Surrender all of you. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. There are guards guarding all directions. The four of you can't get through."

The old tiger showed mercy: "If you are willing to surrender, I will plead with the adults in the court to let you work under my account in the future. We are also old acquaintances and will not treat you badly."

"Surrender to you?"

"Bah, traitor!"

Upon hearing this.

The four great lamas glared at each other: "We came to help you with good intentions, but you actually set a trap. If it weren't for my Buddha's mercy, you would have died in Beihai back then."

The old tiger shook his head slightly: "It's a lie, it's a lie that I led the troops to the North Sea, it's a lie that I underestimated the enemy and rushed into your ambush, it's a lie, even being trapped by the conversion curse and having to surrender is a lie, everything is a lie, four junior brothers Why bother to be persistent?"

silence
Surrounded by the guards, the water is tight, and escape is just a joke.

The four lamas looked at each other.

Now the situation is stronger than people, true or false, what is there to argue about.

"what!"

A lama turned his head.

Looking at Zhang Heng standing under the eaves, hugging the little tiger, and watching the play with great interest, his eyes lit up.

"Give it to me!"

The big lama flew up.

If they charge hard, they will definitely not be able to get out. The only thing they will have is the little tiger in Zhang Heng's arms.

He wants to see, this black-hearted tiger doesn't care about his daughter.

No matter what.

First kill the little one with one palm, and then kill him until the sky is dark and the sun and moon are dark.

Ding! !

In the sky.

The Punishment King, who was fighting Tang Jian, swung his swords with a halberd and whispered: "You and I are brothers, if we continue to fight, we will not be able to tell the winner within three days and two nights, and your friend, I'm afraid I will wait It won't be that long."

"my friend?"

Tang Jian was taken aback for a moment.

Then he glanced at Zhang Heng, who was thin, small, and indistinguishable from ordinary people, and laughed loudly: "Ji Muli is just famous, and there are many vain people under his great name, so he can't be regarded as real."

Done.

Tang Jian held two swords in his hand and stopped attacking. He said in a masterly manner: "Do you really think that if you beat Ji Muli away, you will win? It's a big mistake. There is an even more ruthless one."

"More ruthless?"

Under the golden mask of the King of Punishment, there was a slightly raised mouth: "How ruthless?"

Tang Jian smiled without saying a word.

He also saw Ji Muli's strength, so that's it.

Although he is not an opponent, he can do a few tricks if he asks himself.

And the one below.

He has served in the saddle for 30 years, and the more he sees, the more he understands that there are strong hands among the strong, and there are still strong hands in the mountains.

Whoosh.
Accompanied by the voice of speech.

Four big lamas rushed towards Zhang Heng one after another, wanting to be fierce.

"act recklessly."

Zhang Heng grabbed it without looking at it.

There was no resistance.

There are no lighting effects either.

Some are just a falling leaf, hovering in the air without moving.

For an instant.

The world seemed to be paused.

In the whole world, only Zhang Heng can move, while everyone else is still.

Swish! !

A pair of hands swept across.

Penetrating the Buddha's light, like a net bag for catching cicadas, swept over the heads of the four great lamas.

next second.

Four fingernail-sized translucent villains with dull faces who looked exactly like the Four Great Lamas were dragged out by this big hand.

of course.

This is not a villain, but the soul of the four monks.

The reason why it is so small is that this grasp belongs to the category of spatial supernatural powers, not to mention the human soul, even if an elephant is here, it is no more than the size of a cockroach if it falls on his hand, which is similar to the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddhist sect.

of course.

Zhang Heng is not a Tathagata Buddha, and he doesn't have that much ability. This is just a simple use of space.

But enough.

The four monks in front of me are not Sun Xingzhe, and they can't jump up in his hands.

puff!
Grab lightly.

Grab it casually.

Then there is no more.

patter
The leaves fall with the wind.

fall to the ground.

Everyone still stood like this, as if nothing happened.

one second.

two seconds.

The faces of the four monks were lifelike, but they stood motionless in front of Zhang Heng.

Just when the old tiger was furious and everyone was puzzled.

A gust of wind blew past.

In the next second, the four monks disappeared with the breeze, as if they had never existed.

"Ok!"

Everyone was shocked, and no one knew what happened.

Even the Punishment King.

I have been paying attention to this side, but I can't see anything strange. The whole person is confused: "What kind of spell is this?"

silence.

Zhang Heng didn't answer, but glanced over everyone.

See him not talking.

The old Taiwei looked shocked: "Who are you?" As he spoke, he stretched his hand into his sleeve, as if there was a decree in the sleeve, which could be thrown out at any time, like suppressing Ji Muli, and Zhang Heng Repression on the spot.

"Li Huang is powerful, his own martial arts true meaning is condensed into a decree, and ordinary gods can suppress it with a single piece of paper."

Looking at the old Taiwei's movements, Zhang Heng admired at first, and then shook his head lightly: "It's a pity that a decree is a decree, and I can still pay three points of respect to Emperor Li. A decree alone doesn't have much prestige in my opinion."

Done.

Zhang Heng said again: "And I don't think you have a second decree. If you want to steal a chicken, you have to see who is on the other side."

Uh.
The old captain was a little embarrassed.

This time, he calculated Buddhism and Taoism, just to be on the safe side, he asked for a dharma decree to protect himself.

He really didn't have the second method, because every time he condensed a decree, he would permanently lose some martial arts true meaning, and if he did too much, Li Huang's strength would also decline.

Therefore, these decrees are all treasures at the bottom of the box.

No one dared to use it easily, and no one would bring a few copies with them at a time.

"Old Tiger, go back to Tiger Mountain to have a look."

Zhang Heng came out this time to find the old tiger.

Looking at the current situation, it is not the time to talk about things, so Zhang Heng has no plans to stay.

"Punishment King, you and I are tied this time, so it won't be the case next time."

Seeing Zhang Heng leaving with the little tiger in his arms.

Tang Jian also gave the Punishment King a vicious look, and walked away without looking back.

Watching the backs of the two of them.

The old tiger, the King of Punishment, and Taiwei Dali looked at each other.

The world has changed, and evildoers are born.

An old guy like Ji Muli, who has been dead for 30 years, wants to make a comeback.

Not to mention, there are actually more ruthless ones behind.

"Before we guessed, since the Shunzhou incident was planned by the Taoist sect, the king of Shun was probably also killed by the Taoist sect."

The Punishment King hesitated a little: "Now, I'm afraid it's hard to say."

heard.

The old Taiwei nodded slightly: "Although Ji Muli is scary, but he has traces to follow, he is whoever he is, and it has been revealed, so naturally there is a way to deal with him, and this person."

The Taiwei paused: "Where is this old antique that popped up, I have no impression at all, and the method is also unpredictable, I am afraid it will be on top of Ji Muli."

The voice fell.

The two looked at the old tiger at the same time.

Because the man said before leaving that there was a chance for the old tiger to go back and have a look.

Look at the attitude.

It's not bad for the old tiger, but it's impossible to find out about this person's footsteps, and it still falls on the old tiger.

"let me try."

The old tiger also saw what the two of them meant, but he was a little uncertain: "If this person really came after Dali, Your Majesty is helpless at the moment, and the ladies also have their own ideas, so we may not be able to do it alone. "

Silence again.

The King of Punishment also thought of this, but what is the use of thinking, there must be countermeasures.

The problem is that there is no countermeasure.

The reason why the Da Li Dynasty was able to unify was entirely forged by Li Huang alone.

It was him alone, who made the gods lower their eyebrows, and the gods of the earth did not come out.

even.

Even the Heavenly Demon Empress of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect had to succumb and became concubines in the harem, making the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect a part of Dali.

You can ask yourself.

Are these people willing?

not necessarily.

Surrender is a word.

Who knows how much sincerity there is.

Right now, the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect have never separated from the court to stand on their own, but because the two empresses have children, they are trying to use the means of supporting the prince to ascend the throne to make their own sects the state religion.

It's hard to say how much affection there is beyond this benefit.

Because speaking bluntly.

The essence of this matter is that Emperor Li, like a bandit, broke into the two major sects, forcibly married the goddesses of the sect, and asked them to continue his heirs.

If you are dumb, admit it.

It's not that Lihuang is handsome, but that the situation is stronger than others, so he has to compromise.

It can be said that you can do your best, but how much can do it for you.

The same reason.

Those big demon gods who had to surrender after being captured by Emperor Li, as well as giants from both Buddhism and Taoism.

There are also many outsiders who don't work hard and wait to see Dali's jokes.

It's really messed up.

The only ones Da Li could rely on were martial arts masters who lived with the country, and even Confucianists. Taking a look at the old captain beside him, the Punishment King didn't dare to trust him too much.

Without him.

Confucianism's Wan Shi Jiang Biao repair is too good.

One day, it must be this group of people who kowtow and shout long live.

(End of this chapter)