Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 294 Today I gather the wind and clouds, dragons and tigers roar the golden elixir

Hong Xiangxian never thought that after years of searching without success, he would finally get it without any effort.

"Gongsun Ao." He walked quickly in the clouds. Thinking of the name of his enemy, there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, but his mind was unusually calm. A monk is not a stone. He will naturally have love and hatred, but he can subdue them. Heart is also an outstanding talent.

Hong Xiangxian felt that this state was just right.

He activated the escape light and broke into the rolling thunder clouds without any fear. He rushed all the way to the depths of the wilderness. More than 2000 miles was not far or close, but at this moment, in Hong Xiangxian's consciousness, it seemed that it was a fleeting moment. Then, suddenly, he saw a bonfire in the mountains. It turned out that it was already a starry night.

In the wilderness, dark clouds gather all year round. Even during the day, it is dark, and the night is as dark as ink. The light of the bonfire is still conspicuous in the darkness. Hong Xiangxian stopped to escape the light and looked down. With the electric light shining, In an instant, a camp was clearly visible.

The tent was pitched in an open space, with a blazing bonfire in front of it. There were more than a dozen sergeants surrounding the tent, most of them closing their eyes and adjusting their breaths, motionless. They looked like sculptures, showing strict military discipline.

Hong Xiangxian narrowed his eyes slightly, going deep into the wilderness was not the same as destroying mountains and cutting down temples, and it was not suitable for large armies to march in the wilderness. Those who came from the Great Zhou Dynasty must be the elite of the army, which was not beyond his expectation.

But among these sergeants, there was no figure he was looking for.

He turned his eyes, fell on the tent, and slowly made a spell. With his eyes closed, he had already opened his eyes, wanting to find out what was sacred in the tent. However, as soon as he lowered his gaze, there Suddenly a shout came out: "How dare you, Xiaoxiao, to spy on me!"

Hong Xiangxian's eyes trembled, and the memory in the dust suddenly came to mind. A familiar voice seemed to overlap with this moment.

"Gongsun Ao!" Hong Xiangxian suddenly smiled. A sudden change occurred in the wilderness. Dazhou sent an unknown number of military elites to come. He found Gongsun Ao's military headquarters without any twists and turns. As expected, they were enemies on a narrow road.

In the mountains and fields, upon hearing the shouts in the tent, all the soldiers immediately stood up, drew out their weapons, and stood guard in all directions.

At the same time, the tent door suddenly opened, and as a general came out, blood and energy rose into the sky like smoke. His eyes were like lightning, piercing into the thunder clouds, and asked: "Since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

The surrounding sergeants were slightly shocked. The visitor was hidden in the thunder clouds. Could it be a Taoist ghost or immortal?
The next moment, a heroic Taoist with his hair in a bun and flying sleeves descended from the clouds. Although the blood energy in his body was not vigorous, it did not conceal his kung fu.

All the soldiers suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although they didn't know the reason, it was said in the army that ghosts and immortals with high martial arts skills were not the same concept as ghosts and immortals who gave up their bodies. Even if their generals were saints in martial arts, they might not be able to achieve this. figure.

On the contrary, when Gongsun Ao looked at this person, he felt that he was inexplicably familiar. But after thinking about it, he didn't know where he had seen him before, and he couldn't help but frown.

He slowly pulled out the saber from his waist and asked: "Who is your Excellency, and why are you peeping into the army?"

"Gongsun Ao." Hong Xiangxian's tone was vague, and he suddenly flicked his sleeves, flying out a flying sword with a cold light, and asked: "You don't remember Pindao, but do you remember the Hanxu Sword?"

"Hanxu Sword?" Gongsun Ao frowned, and suddenly he seemed to have grasped something. He looked up at Hong Xiangxian's face again, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Finally, he saw some of the appearance of a dead soul under the sword, and he couldn't help but chuckled: " It turns out to be a remnant of Xu He Guan, and I will remember you."

"I heard that you are so famous now, how dare you go after this general."

Hong Xiangxian smiled inexplicably, but his eyes were on the flying sword in front of him, and he said slowly: "It's finally time for you to unsheath it."

This sword Hanxu is made of meteorite iron from the sky. It is extremely sharp and is as light as a feather driven by Yin Shen. It is the flying sword passed down from generation to generation by Xu Heguan.

Since being brought out of Xuhe Temple by Hong Xiangxian, Hanxu Sword has never drank blood, and today is what he has been waiting for.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Gongsun Ao knew that he would never be good. He suddenly shouted loudly, and with one step he shot up into the sky. The light of his sword waved, as if it replaced the lightning in the thunder cloud, shining for a moment between the sky and the earth, towards Hong Xiangxian. Kill and go!

Hong Xiangxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and with just this sword, he knew that Gongsun Ao's martial arts was no longer what it used to be, and he was probably considered a powerful figure among the martial saints. In the past few decades, he was not the only one who had grown up.

But how can he be afraid of the enemy in front of him? Hong Xiangxian's eyes were closed and he had changed into a fierce color. He waved his fingers together and the Hanxu sword suddenly turned into a sword rainbow and shot away. In a moment, he got Gongsun Ao's hand. In front of me, there was a sound like thunder.

Hanxu Sword Yin Shenqi is as light as a feather. It is an excellent flying sword for ghosts, immortals and Taoists, but for Hong Xiangxian, it seems too crude.

It is true that this sword has extraordinary meaning, but as a practitioner of Xuanmen Zhengfa, in Hong Xiangxian's heart, refining it into the Xuanmen Flying Sword is the right choice for the Hanxu Sword to accompany him on the long road.

Gongsun Ao's eyes narrowed slightly. Couldn't he see that Hong Xiangxian's sword was completely different from his father's so-called flying sword technique, but it seemed...

"Drink!" Gongsun Ao waved his sword and struck the blade of Hanxu Sword with precision, causing Hanxu Sword to fly backwards. He took the sword back and saw that there was a gap in it. He But instead of being surprised, he was happy, and a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His long sword was a divine weapon forged from the mighty Heavenly Furnace, and it actually cut a gap. The sharpness of Hanxu's sword was indeed beyond his expectation, but the power of Hong Xiangxian's flying sword was not as powerful as his own. It was as terrifying as he imagined!
"This boy is not a ghost fairy!" A glint flashed in Gongsun Ao's eyes. Although he didn't know how he could fly away in the thunder clouds if he wasn't a ghost fairy, but if he wasn't a ghost fairy, he wouldn't be afraid!
He had heard about this son's record of killing Martial Saints, but how could ordinary people who had exhausted their potential once they reached the realm of Martial Saints, be compared with him!

Gongsun Ao let out a long roar, and the long sword released a series of sword energy, tearing the sky and slashing away, forcing the Hanxu Sword to retreat again. He stepped out with a sudden step, and instantly crossed a thousand feet away, like a dragon in a few steps. Running forward, he had already reached Hong Xiangxian.

"Death!" Gongsun Ao swung his sword, and the scene of Master Hong's blood splattering three feet seemed to reappear before his eyes, but Hong Xiangxian, who looked somewhat similar to Master Hong, only had a cold and stern look in his eyes.

The next moment, it was as if a big sun was rising. The majestic energy and blood rose from Hong Xiangxian's body. The energy soared to the sky like an angry dragon leaping into the abyss, roaring to the heaven and earth, and thundering!

"This son!" Gongsun Ao was shocked, Wu Xian was horrified, he suddenly retracted his magic weapon and tried to stop him, but he was already punched in the chest by Hong Xiangxian.

In an instant, Gongsun Ao seemed to hear the bones all over his body explode, and his energy and blood surged. Hong Xiangxian's punch was simply heavier than the power of Long Xiangxian. If he hadn't also been a martial saint who had been tempered for thousands of times, he might have already died in one punch. Flesh and blood exploded, and they were no longer human.

Gongsun Ao gritted his teeth and tried to retreat with the help of Hong Xiangxian's fists. However, Hong Xiangxian's fists and kicks were completely different from those Taoist practitioners he was familiar with who also practiced martial arts. If it were not for his lack of boxing intention, he would be more like a military martial artist than him. Holy.Hong Xiangxian slashed Gongsun Ao's wrist with his sword. The sword flew out and fell into the mountains somewhere. He grabbed him with his big hand and used the skill of capturing the dragon and controlling the crane, stopping his retreat, and then struck him again. With the punch, Gongsun Ao was instantly blasted hundreds of feet away, and the blood spilled left a perfect arc in the air.

"Damn it..." Gongsun Ao braced himself and tried to forcibly stabilize his injuries. However, in the next moment, Hong Xiangxian was chasing him again. That ridiculous Taoist cloth shoe stepped on his chest, suppressing all his energy and blood. He fell straight into the sky and crashed into the mountains, sinking dozens of feet into the ground before finally stopping.

Gongsun Ao felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were injured, and there was no energy flowing anywhere, but Hong Xiangxian was still pressing on his chest like a mountain, as if he would never give up until he was completely suppressed.

"Hahaha..." Gongsun Ao opened his eyes with difficulty, and for some reason he still laughed ferociously: "Little beast..."

Hong Xiangxian raised his eyebrows slightly and relaxed a little at this moment, as if he wanted to hear his hysterical barking.

But Gongsun Ao only said: "If you kill me, you are not relying on martial arts..."

"Hahahahaha!" Gongsun Ao laughed again. After all, he was a martial saint. Despite his heavy injuries, his wild laughter still shook the forest.

However, Hong Xiangxian's reaction was not as Gongsun Ao expected. He always looked indifferently, without even the slightest hint of hatred.

Less than five years after leaving the mountain, Hong Xiangxian had already perfected his magic power. According to the Taoist books, Hong Xiangxian was simply a Taoist talent that had never been seen before in ancient times. But he knew in his heart that this was due to the magic power he had learned before he learned the Taoism. A foundation comparable to that of a law-refining monk was laid.

Sure enough, when he reached the level of refining, Hong Xiangxian's progress was no longer as good as before. In addition, the "Dao Miao Trial Dharma Sutra" was too obscure, and he no longer had a teacher to teach him. It took him nearly twenty years to finally complete the refining. And seeking the top-grade golden elixir is not something that can be accomplished in a day. To this day, he is still in the realm of refining the law.

Hong Xiangxian knew it well. With his already perfect cultivation and the Taoist skills he had cultivated for decades, it was no problem to defeat the warriors who had just entered the Martial Saint. He had indeed achieved such a record, but this was not the case. It means that he can despise the martial saints in the world.

In his opinion, Martial Saints should have been divided into many realms, just because the existence of human immortality has weakened the difficulty of Martial Saints' cultivation, but this has not narrowed the huge strength gap between Martial Saints.

Using Taoism alone, it was too difficult to fight against the slightly accomplished Martial Saint. What really gave him the confidence to kill Gongsun Ao was that he, who had been sluggish in the realm of refining for a long time, unexpectedly hit him by mistake. Taking advantage of the opportunity of human immortality, his martial arts took a step forward and reached a state comparable to that of a martial saint.

But in the face of Gongsun Ao's ridicule, he said: "Yes, but I kill you with force not because Dao is inferior to force, but because I follow my heart."

Gongsun Ao sneered and said: "I am not ashamed to speak loudly..."

"Ha." Hong Xiangxian smiled faintly and seemed to be filled with emotion: "Gongsun Ao, over the years, I have always reflected on myself. What is missing from my ability to refine the high-grade golden elixir?"

"Later, I thought that my pursuit of the Tao was impure. I had to settle the blood feud before I could pursue the Tao wholeheartedly. For this reason, I practiced martial arts hard and wanted to take revenge."

"But when I saw you, I realized that I was wrong. My pursuit of the road has nothing to do with our hatred from beginning to end. Why should I be trapped in this..."

"That's enough." Gongsun Ao said disdainfully: "I have no intention of listening to your nonsense. Since practicing martial arts is like a husband, give me a good time."

"Yes, how can a person like you understand?" Hong Xiangxian said in a calm tone: "But since you said so, I will teach you the superior Tao before you die."

"What?" Gongsun Ao was shocked to find that Hong Xiangxian took back his strength. He thought it was an act of humiliation, but he actually flew up and shouted: "Now I gather the wind and clouds, and the dragon and tiger roar the golden elixir!"

Boom!

Hong Xiangxian rode the wind and flew straight into the clouds. Then, in Gongsun Ao's shocked eyes, the sky changed drastically!
The thunderclouds that originally covered the sky came to gather here, and the wind and currents gathered in the eight wilderness and four fields, like dragons flying into the clouds with long chants, and colorful streams hanging in the sky, swirling and stirring the wind and clouds, A huge vortex is formed, endlessly swallowing the inspiration between heaven and earth.

In an instant, thunder exploded, electric snakes jumped, and then a long roar came out, like a fight between dragons and tigers, the sound shook hundreds of miles!

"What exactly is this?" Gongsun Aoqiang raised his body and looked around. Hong Xiangxian had disappeared into the clouds, but he seemed to be able to feel a bit of Yuantuo, a bright aura, gradually rising in the wind and clouds. It grows at an unimaginable speed, just like the sun rising in the east, dazzling more than everything in the world!
Gongsun Ao's expression changed slightly. In his perception, this aura's energy was not overbearing, but for some reason, it gave him an incomparable sense of perfection. It seemed that in front of this aura, what kind of martial saint or ghost immortal was there? The achievements are definitely not worth mentioning, as if they are an essential difference.

"Is this the superior Taoist law? Is it the result of Taoism's pursuit of the unity of Taoism and martial arts?" With Gongsun Ao's limited knowledge, he could only make this guess, but it was enough to shock his mind.

"I want to send the news back to the army..." At this moment, he didn't know why he had such an idea, maybe it was to cover up his retreat.

Gongsun Ao suddenly closed his eyes, circulated his energy and blood to clear away the stagnation everywhere, and connected the tangled muscles and bones. In just a moment, he actually got up from the hole in the mountain with difficulty.

Gongsun Ao gritted his teeth and stepped forward. With the circulation of Qi and blood, his strong body became more and more powerful. Although the injury was not healed, but with a strong spirit to suppress the pain, he was able to leap between the mountains and forests. .

Even though he was seriously injured, the Martial Saint is still a Martial Saint. In a short period of time, Gongsun Ao had escaped from this mountain range, and the vision of the gathering storm seemed to have been left behind. Gongsun Ao, who was just lucky at first, felt more and more Excited, it reached its peak when he sensed several powerful streams of blood approaching.

He had known that there were colleagues marching nearby, and there was so much movement here that it was impossible not to notice it!Hong Xiangxian is too negligent!

Gongsun Ao's face showed ecstasy, but suddenly, he felt a great terror inexplicably arise in his heart, and his eyes turned into astonishment.

The next moment, Gongsun Ao felt that the world was spinning, and he seemed to be falling to the ground. In a trance, he suddenly noticed that a headless corpse jumped ten feet away and fell suddenly into the mountain. It was really ridiculous.

Then he saw Hanxu's sword flying backwards, and it seemed that an extremely long time had passed before he closed his eyes amidst the roaring sound.

(End of this chapter)