The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

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Thousands of troops marched into the forest and into the mountains. The most elite army of the imperial court had exotic blood horses. Even in the mountains and forests, they felt as if they were walking on flat ground.

Qi and blood gathered into a thousand-foot white tiger. Between the bright red blood clouds, there were faint light groups of different colors. Some were human-shaped, some were some kind of magic weapon, or other treasures and solemn dharma, visions of nature, etc. .

These are the magic signs of warlocks. Warlocks have no so-called true energy or magic power. From Xu Xuan's perspective, warlocks actually cultivate spiritual power. Monks in this world call this spiritual power thoughts.

The cultivation of thoughts requires meditation and willpower. After practicing to a certain level, thoughts will become Dharma. This is a manifestation of a person's unwavering willpower.

Thoughts will evolve and evolve into the things you visualize, and similar supernatural powers will be born, such as pagodas, big suns, colored glazes, and even statues of gods, visions of earth, water, fire, wind, etc.

The army of warriors is advancing, and the warlocks are responsible for exploring the way.

The two sides cooperated closely, looking like a strong and iron-blooded army.

A small city appeared in front. There was no need for a commander to give orders. The soldiers all drew out their long knives. There was no sound except for the sound of horse hooves trampling.

Boom boom boom!
Streams of fire and meteorites fell from the sky, and magic blasted open the city gate. Soldiers broke in, only to hear bursts of screams, and all the people in the city died in an instant.

In the middle of the army camp, Yang Yi's expression remained unchanged. The mountain topographic map was placed on the case in front of him. The red flag on the map symbolized the imperial army. The imperial army on the map was like a dark red sharp sickle, heading towards Taoist rule. The city below was harvested and left.

Not only this place, the same killings continue to occur in other places, and tens of thousands of lives are passing away.

"The teaching ability of the Taoist sect is not bad, but it is a pity that I fell into the devil's way and died unjustly." Yang Yi smiled coldly and learned about the Taoist sect from the people's mouths. In addition to Yang Xiao and Taoist Xuanji, there was also a snake man named Fenghua.

He had heard Fenghua's name before and thought he was the Taoist master of the Taoist sect. It was not until recently that he found out that Fenghua was not the Taoist master, but that the Taoist master was someone else.

This person subdued Xuanji Fenghua and the arrogant beast Yang Xiao. yes
Could it be that this person's strength is similar to His Majesty's?
"No matter what, let's find out you, the hidden guy first." Yang Yi's eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit. He hadn't made a move for many years. He hoped that the Taoist master could make him enjoy himself and even use this to break through to Yangxian. territory.

Yangxian is the pinnacle of martial arts. At this level, the physical body is almost immortal. Even if there is only a drop of blood left, it can be reborn instantly. This is Yangxian, the ultimate in human body cultivation.

As a martial arts practitioner, faced with this kind of breakthrough plan, even if there is great danger ahead, we must rush forward to find the slightest opportunity.

"Keep on killing until the Taoist master comes out!"

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Dali Palace, forbidden area.

Golden light flashed in the palace, and a human-shaped dragon was suspended in the void, its eyes seemed to be slightly closed, and it was mysterious and unpredictable.

Liu Yan breathed out the mysterious energy of the void, and Dali's national destiny was like burning oil cooking in fire, and even condensed into substance, which was swallowed up by Liu Yan one by one.

His whole body felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, and his body felt comfortable from the inside out.

Da Li's national destiny transforms into a dragon. The stronger the national destiny, the faster it transforms into a dragon.

Cultivation to the highest depth is equivalent to the Great Dao in the world. Not only can it control the human world, but it can also affect natural phenomena such as earth, water, fire, wind, ghosts, and gods.

Yang Yi called it the Humanity Plan, and Humanity is also a man-made road.

The monarch and his ministers have been planning for many years, and the expansion of the Dali Dynasty has also entered the second half of the stage. If he conquers the hills, the sea, and all the tribes, Liu Yan will become the avenue of this world and possess incredible power.

Even if you face people from the fairy world, you can still win.

The real dragon continued to breathe out the luck of the dynasty, and soon, all the luck that resembled flames in the air was absorbed by him.

In Liu Yan's consciousness is a detailed map of mountains, rivers and the country, which is the scope of the rule of the Dali Dynasty. Through this map, we can clearly see what happened in the land of the dynasty.

The thoughts gathered in the southwest mountains, maybe because the power has not spread to this place yet, so the image is not that clear, and my divine power cannot reach there.

But as time passed, clear images emerged deeper into the mountains.

Liu Yan knew that his beloved Yang Yi had taken action, and so far, the results were pretty good.

As expected, he is his most trusted general, and it seems that he will be able to regain the southwest in a short time.

dong dong dong...

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then the young man's voice came.

"Father, I would like to see you!!" The young man's voice was full of vigor and arrogance.

Squeak!

Before Liu Yan could answer, the door was opened directly.

Liu Yan's thoughts returned to reality and he opened his eyes. In front of him was a young man in gold robes wearing a golden crown with dragon beard unique to the royal family. His face was white and beardless, with a trace of cynicism and evil.

The young man had no intention of being afraid of Liu Yan. He looked directly at his father, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Congratulations to my father on your great achievement!"

"It's still early." Liu Yan said calmly.

If anyone besides Yang Yi was qualified to enter the royal forbidden area, then it was only the man in front of him.

This person's name is Liu Qian, Liu Yan's eldest son and the prince of Dali.

This man was extremely talented, but he was unknown when he was young. He had nothing but his identity. In the Great Li Dynasty, when a capable person came to power, almost no factions took refuge in this older prince.

Eight years ago, Liu Qian suddenly rose to prominence, his cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds, and he broke through to the Innate Martial Saint level in a short period of time, shocking many people's jaws.

And Liu Gan was also the only one other than Yang Yi who could enter and leave the forbidden areas at will.

"What are you doing here?" Liu Yan frowned.

"Father, my son plans to go out to fight."

"Where can I find room for you to integrate other sects? What's the result?"

"One hundred and sixty-eight sects have all surrendered, and I have so many soldiers under my command. It would be a pity not to try." Liu Gan said regretfully.

"Okay, you go ahead." Liu Yan nodded in agreement.

"My dear, please retire!" Liu Qian saluted without caring and left immediately.

Liu Yan looked at the prince's leaving figure and remained silent.

This is the prince's body, but his soul is not.

But it comes from the Yuanhuang Taoist Court in the immortal world.

Yuanhuang Daoting is a major force in the immortal world, and the number of masters is dozens of times that of the vast world. The main reason why Liu Yan was able to transform from a warlord to finally unify the world and complete a feat that has not been seen in thousands of years was because there were people in the immortal world.

Liu Qian was one of Liu Yan's deals with the immortal world. The dynasty was established and the next emperor was succeeded by someone sent from heaven.

So this man is his own son, but at the same time he is not.

Liu Qian has no memory of his time in heaven, but he also knows that he has an extraordinary destiny and is a child of luck, so he is rather arrogant and arrogant. As the emperor, Liu Yan did not suppress him, but let it go.

"We don't know yet who will win..." Liu Yan looked at the sky with burning eyes.

The fairy world has been interfering in the human world for many years. These damn old men harvest mortals every once in a while to maintain their life as a corpse-guarding dog. Countless geniuses have lost their lives at their hands.

How could Liu Yan, as the founding leader of a generation, have his life controlled like this? That's why he has been planning it till now.

As he said, it is not yet known who will win.

When Liu Gan went out, a white jade chariot was waiting for him for a long time. The soldiers in golden armor looked serious and did not squint.

Stepping into the carriage, a faint fragrance spreads, and the interior is unique, dozens of times larger than an ordinary carriage.

Eighteen charming maids came forward, twisting their slender waists, amid bursts of smoke.

"My servant pays homage to the prince!!"

Liu Gan hugged the maid and went to another room to bathe and change clothes. He always liked to enjoy himself. The people around him were all virgins, and only such pure and pure women were qualified to be close to him.

The carriage flew into the air, drew a long trajectory, and soon arrived at the Prince's East Palace.

There are dozens of buildings of different styles in the East Palace, including domed temples from the Western Regions, pastoral buildings in the South, white walls and black tiles in the East, and magnificent palaces in the North.

When the carriage came, Bailong let out a long roar.

The doors of buildings of different styles opened one after another, and stunning beauties of various shapes and styles walked out, looking at the returning husband with love in their eyes.

Liu Gan, who had finished changing, stepped out of the carriage. There was a hint of evil smile on his handsome face, like the sun at noon, with a warm light.

This is Prince Liu Qian, the current genius and the future heir to the empire, and these women are not vases, but the proud sons of various sects. Without exception, they like him and are even willing to share it with others.

Seeing these women, Liu Gan felt that he was at the top of his life.

Loved by beauties, proud men of all races follow him.

As a child of luck in this world, Liu Gan feels that no matter what he does, he always sticks to the simple mode and never encounters difficulties.

He was also vaguely aware of the hidden competitive relationship between himself and his father. Over the years, he had gained fame but had no military exploits, and his prestige was always a castle in the air.

His father seemed to be suppressing him intentionally or unintentionally, and Liu Gan was even more eager to go out and perform meritorious deeds. It happened that there was a relatively large Taoist force in the southwest, and the trouble reached a point where Yang Yi needed to take action personally.

"Get ready to go, let's go to the southwest." Liu Gan said while hugging an iceberg beauty.

This merit is great enough. As long as he takes down the Taoist sect, the crown prince's position will be completely stable. No matter how good the reputations of his younger brothers are, they can't compare with their hard-earned military exploits.

Liu Gan recruited soldiers and horses, and there were many masters. Thousands of people took the flying starship to the southwest.

I saw a meteor-like light flashing across the broad daylight. The lineup Liu Gan led was extremely luxurious, and it was bound to win great success under Yang Yi's hands.

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mountains.

The black knight finally collided with the large army.

boom!
The red dragon roared and blasted open a three-mile corridor; rocks pierced through the air, killing and injuring many soldiers.

Yang Xiao, with his upper body naked, walked step by step towards Yang Yi who was opposite.

With every step he took, the earth seemed to collapse and crack, the red dragon roared, and its fists moved horizontally.

Yang Xiao's body is like white jade, and the blood flowing in his body makes a sound like the roar of the sea; like the waves of the sea, stacked one after another until they are the strongest.

This is an innate martial saint who has become a saint physically and enjoys a life span of two hundred years.

The next level up from the Xiantian Martial Saint is the Human Immortal, which is the level of Yang Yi, and the next level up is the Yang Immortal, which is the level of Liu Yan.

Now that he has broken through to the Innate Martial Saint, his soul and physical appearance are also close to reality. If the two are combined into one, there should be no problem in dealing with human beings and immortals.

The people around him were about to attack Yang Xiao, but Generalissimo Yang Yi waved his hand to stop everyone who wanted to attack.

The father and son looked at each other in the air, Yang Xiao's eyes were red, the clouds were dyed red with blood, the red dragon was flying, and flames were brewing. These powers condensed the overwhelming hatred.

She lost her mother when she was young, faced the cold eyes of others, and experienced countless hardships. Her only hope was to be the top student in high school, to defend her mother, to make her father look at her differently, and to punish the vicious woman severely.

Later, he learned that all this was ordered by his father, and Yang Xiao's full of righteousness turned into monstrous evil thoughts, and he was about to kill him.

The two of them were less than a hundred feet apart. They had a tacit understanding and did not choose to act rashly.

"Yang Yi, you killed your wife, your children, and massacred the people. Are you a so-called moral saint?" Yang Xiao sneered.

"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan, Yang Xiao, my father is here, why don't you worship me? How can an unfaithful and unfilial person live with dignity?"

Yang Yi is worthy of being a moral saint, and he takes the moral high ground as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Haha, it's useless to talk more, you'll die!!" Yang Xiao didn't bother to refute, he turned into a red dragon and took the lead in attacking.

If a father hits his son, it is always the son's fault. If the son fights back, it is treason.

Therefore, no matter how Yang Xiao refuted it, it was wrong, so he might as well speak with his fists.

The strong wind blew Yang Yi's gown, and facing Yang Xiao's vigorous attack, Yang Yi smiled indifferently.

Then take one step forward.

boom! !

As the sun came, a brilliant golden sun appeared, and the boiling heat instantly disintegrated Yang Xiao's fist and appearance.

Yang Xiao's eyes widened, and a huge force hit his chest.

boom……

Yang Xiao fell hard to the ground, making a huge hole in the ground.

"You..." Is Yang Yi really that strong? Just one punch left him with no chance to fight back.

The shadow covered Yang Xiao's face. When he looked up, this terrifying shadow that had affected him since he was a child came to his side and looked down on him with an indifferent expression.

"Humph, Ignorance, let your Taoist master come over in person, I would like to meet this person..."

"is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xuan's voice sounded out of thin air. (End of chapter)