The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 44 Divine Grant of Sovereign Power
One year later, Yuelu Mountain.

Looking to the west is Yuelu and to the east is the ancient city.

The location of this mountain is unique. I occasionally see Taoist priests fetching water and chopping firewood, or sitting on the top of a stone to breathe.

This is the headquarters of the Baidi Sect. Except for Li Jianxing, who travels all over the world, all the top leaders of the Baidi Sect are here.

On the mountainside, Peach Blossom Temple is where Kun Dao Xie Miao lives.

Squeak!

The door of the nunnery opened slightly, and a woman went out sleepily.

Six months ago, Xie Miao disbanded the White Lotus Sect and brought her followers to settle here.

The White Lotus Sect, which lasted for thousands of years, disappeared into the long river of history without any bloodshed.

In essence, it was a move to understand current affairs. Xu Yong controlled the south, and the White Lotus Sect must be the target of annihilation.

Xie Miao took large and small bags of sundries and prepared to go to the mountainside to "operate" on Xu Tianshi's zombie.

At this time, a figure rushed over quickly, and it looked like it had a horse and armor affixed on it.

The hurried behavior attracted Xie Miao's attention.

Xie Miao followed, and the disciple stopped in front of Master Zhang Duxiao.

"Let me write from the mountain. In the middle of next month, Yongli will abdicate."

At the same time, a slightly ugly middle-aged man went up the mountain. This man greeted Zhang Duxiao. This was Wu Xiong.

"Oh?" Zhang Duxiao raised his eyebrows. Is he finally here?He caught a glimpse of Xie Miao from the corner of his eye, "Master Xie, let's report this news to the Heavenly Master together."

"it is good."

Zhang Duxiao said to his disciples who were chopping firewood not far away: "Li Changsheng, take the envoy down to rest."

The young man put down the axe, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "Okay."

This bookish man is Li Changsheng from Taiyi Road.

He wanted to go over and have a look, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. He didn't have the qualifications.

After going through all kinds of hardships, he came to this mountain and became an entry-level disciple, but found that he was still far from being able to contact Xu Xuan.

There are 73 true disciples on the mountain, all of whom are taking Qi and Blood elixirs, and there are twelve masters at the peak of Qi and Blood.

They live around Wangxiang Tower according to their strength and connections. There is one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps. Ordinary disciples and servants cannot get through at all.

This made Li Changsheng even more certain that Xu Tianshi most likely had no magic, otherwise he wouldn't be so afraid.

Zhang Duxiao and his party went to Wangxiang Tower.

On the top of the building, Xu Xuan was holding a spiritual stone and holding a spiritual pill in his mouth, practicing the method of breathing in and out.

Breathing in and out, the breath is long, and the back and forth lasts for a quarter of an hour, making it more and more unlike a mortal.

The breath becomes clearer and clearer, reflecting that the internal organs are cleaner.

Xu Xuan has not eaten for six days, including a sip of water.

There was no feeling of hunger, and there was no grain in the stomach.

This is the immortal method of fasting grains.

Doing this will speed up the practice of the technique and make it easier to practice the Qing Jing Jue.

It can last for about eight days, and you can take some water and fruits in the future; in short, you should not eat any whole grains or grains.

The cost of doing this is that the consumption of spiritual stones will increase.

However, two months ago, Hong Yi handed over fifty spiritual stones to exchange for spell cards and elixir recipes. The current inventory of spiritual stones is still over one hundred.

"Meet the Celestial Master!"

Zhang Duxiao, Wu Xiong, Xie Miao, the three guardians of the original White Lotus Sect, and the five core disciples paid their respects downstairs.

clang!
Xu Xuan woke up and gently knocked on the yellow bell beside him.

Only then did the people downstairs come up.

After many years, the Baidi Sect's foundation cannot be underestimated, and it has formed a force that affects one party.

"Meet the Celestial Master!"

Everyone bowed and came to this place, and couldn't help but feel a sense of solemnity in their hearts.

"Yongli (Chongzhen's son) is about to abdicate, and the King of Chu wants us to send someone to preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony." Zhang Duxiao said.

Wu Xiong stood aside respectfully without saying much.

Although he is the earliest veteran, in terms of close and distant relationships, he is really not as good as Zhang Duxiao and others.

The original plan was for half a year, but Xu Yong found that there were still many problems, so he delayed it for another half a year. Now everything is ready, all he needs is the east wind.

Xu Xuan thought for a while and said, "I'll host it myself. We'll set off tomorrow."

Wuchang is not too far from here. As a city in the middle of the world, connecting the north and the south, it would be good to be the capital.

Xu Xuan went down the mountain for the first time.

This time Zhang Duxiao was asked to lead some of his disciples to stay behind, while the others followed Xu Xuan.There are a total of twenty true disciples, led by Xie Miao, each with high martial arts skills and talismans on their bodies.

In addition, there were sixty ordinary disciples and servants, Li Changsheng was among them.

The group went to Xu Mansion first.

Xu House.

The Xu family in Nuoda became much emptier.

Xu Guangting was lying down basking in the sun. Perhaps his living conditions were too good and his body was ridiculously fat.

The eldest son went to the mountains to practice Taoism, the third son went to work in the country, the fourth daughter followed her husband's family, and the children and grandchildren also followed their parents.

Xu Guangting felt a little lonely. Originally, staying here was out of nostalgia, but after thinking about it, a place with family is home, so he might as well go to Wuchang.

"Report! The uncle is here!"

The servants came running over happily.

"What?" Xu Guangting sat up suddenly and quickly walked to the gate, only to see Xu Xuan getting off the carriage.

"Father is well!" Xu Xuangong held his hands.

"Haha, just come back, just come back. Where are you going? Stay and have dinner before leaving."

"Maybe you want to come too."

Xu Xuan briefly talked about Xu Yong.

"proclaim oneself emperor?"

Xu Guangting's face was complicated, but more of a joy. Sure enough, he had reached this point. Wouldn't he become the Supreme Emperor?

Unexpectedly, the old Xu family also had an emperor. This was something that had never happened before. Who would have thought that back then, a private salt family would have an emperor, and more importantly, a god.

It is not enough to describe the smoke rising from the ancestral grave. My ancestors did not have such a chance to burn it themselves.

Soon, the family packed up and set off.

Changsha is about five hundred miles away from Wuchang. The distance is not too long. This is the core area of ​​royal power. There are no bandits along the way, which makes the disciples of Baidi Sect a little boring.

Soon, we arrived at Wuchang City.

Family reunion.

"Brother, you're finally here." Xu Yong stepped forward to greet him, holding a baby in his arms.

"Is this Old Forty?"

"No, this is Old 47."

"Okay." Xu Xuan was a little embarrassed.

No outsiders attended the banquet, and there were seventeen or eight tables in total, including wet nurses, children, and concubines.

Xu Xuan seemed a little weak.

In the past few days, people kept coming to visit, but Xu Xuan was nowhere to be seen. Only Chongzhen and his son were seen, and they seemed to be well-off.

Ten days later, in the suburbs, the Temple of Heaven.

All the civil and military officials and the Zhu Ming clan came together, plus the people watching, the total number was more than 10.

Xu Yong put on his dragon robe, and the boy beside him was his eldest son Xu Dezhao.

The altar is huge, with smoke curling up.Xu Xuan put on a gold and purple star Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and recited prayers to heaven.

These were all prepared by the etiquette officer, so Xu Xuan didn't have to worry about it.

The ceremony is complex and cumbersome.

Some of the people in the audience were happy, some were melancholy, some were full of hatred, and some were sneaky barbarians who wanted to cause trouble.

Of course, it was impossible to cause trouble on this occasion. In addition to the soldiers who maintained order, there were countless royal guards in the crowd who were knocked down if they made the slightest move.

Emperor Yongli worshiped heaven, announced the end of the Zhu Ming Dynasty today, returned the throne to heaven, etc...

The people of Taiyi Dao and Tantric Cult looked at everything with cold eyes.

In the Dharma-ending era, rituals and music collapsed.

There is no destiny, he is just a tyrant with strong soldiers and horses.

If they can successfully find a way to live forever, they will definitely create a heaven on earth where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.

Zhu Ming died, Xu Yong wore the twelve crowns symbolizing the emperor, and the country was named Chang.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A strong wind blew, the altar emitted a golden light, and flames rose out of thin air. The flames gathered into a two-foot-five-clawed red dragon.

"Roar!"

The fire dragon circled in the sky several times, bared its fangs and claws, and stared at all living beings before finally disappearing. 10,000+ people watched this magical scene.

Whoa!
There was an uproar.

(End of this chapter)