The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 71
North, Beijing.

The news that the Tantric Lotus Dharma King has become a minister has spread throughout the capital, which makes people in the capital agitate. There are many Jin and Mongolian people who believe in Tantric Buddhism. Now that the gods and Buddhas of Tantric Buddhism have taken refuge in Baidi Sect, how can they not be afraid?

This was different from the original nominal surrender. At first, it only recognized the status of Changguo and the identity of the emperor. It was not that King Lotus Karmapa personally came forward to surrender.

In the eyes of everyone, this was just an expedient measure because of the great power of Chang State.

But now I have failed in discussing Tao in front of the people of the world, and my expression of surrender is considered true surrender.

As a result, people in the north were panicked, and many people believed that the south was more or less orthodox.

As a result, Emperor Qianqing called Sun Taixuan in for a talk overnight.

Nowadays, it is impossible to control people's hearts by relying on esoteric religions. Fortunately, there is Sun Taixuan.

"National Master, what do you think we should do?"

"Don't be afraid, Taiyi Daoyao can replace the position of Tantric Buddhism. Whether the people at the bottom worship lamas or Taoist priests, they are all the same. Besides, we have more Confucianism than them." Sun Taixuan said with a smile.

"Confucianism..." Emperor Qianqing's eyes lit up. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true. Confucianism was indeed much more useful than Esotericism, and the Kong family was still on their side.

"Your Majesty, there are so many experts in the Baidi Sect. I want to form a 1000-strong defensive army to deal with the south. I hope your Majesty will approve it."

"Is 1000 people too few?"

"That's enough." Sun Taixuan added, "If there is a firearms quota, it's best to give some."

"I will consider it."

Since being taught a lesson by firearms and losing Henan and half of Shandong, the Jin people have also begun to reuse Han craftsmen. The number of firearms produced is small, but they are much stronger than before, and there is no situation where they were passively beaten before.

"Also, Pindao wants the right to preach at will."

"Impossible, you can just report here every time. Come to the palace at any time."

Emperor Qianqing was very wary of the Han people. Even if he knew that the other party was loyal and would not betray him, he would rather use someone like the Lotus Dharma King who had his own mountain than the Han religion.

If King Lotus hadn't defected to the Southern Barbarians, it would not have been Sun Taixuan's turn to take the throne.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely give you a powerful army in the world."

Sun Taixuan smiled, with a mysterious smile in his eyes, and he didn't know what plot was brewing.

Mirror world.

Wanxiang Building, Wanxiang Building is not open today, it is only open to specialized people.

Several tables were set up on the top floor, and beautiful maids were waiting aside with plates.

The only people in the large space are these women who have no power to bind a chicken, and Hong Yi alone.

The next banquet was to entertain the three disciples of Xuanmen Zhengzong.

Hong Yi closed his eyes and considered his trump cards.

There are not many trump cards. There are talisman cards, golden light spells, souls in bottles, and some talismans and elixirs. The souls in the bottles are released, which can touch the soul of the monks and make the spells invalid. If there is mental arithmetic but no intention, it can have unexpected effects. Effect.

Of course, the most important thing is the golden light spell.

Within this distance, the golden light spell will always hit the target. However, there is a robe on the opposite side. Once blocked by someone, it is easy for the opponent to react.

Therefore, the robe must be broken first. As for how to break the robe, it depends on the talisman and spells.

The talisman and spell broke his robe, the soul in the bottle shocked his mind, and the golden light spell killed him with one blow.

The greeting card came down the day before yesterday, and it was said that there were three people.

Hong Yi visualized it countless times in his mind. He could probably replace two people, but the price would be serious injuries, and the remaining two people would have to fight for their lives on their own. "I must get the Foundation Establishment Pill."

You don’t need to have the foundation of Wanxiang Building. Anyway, you are like a casual cultivator. As long as you practice enough, you can come back to everything else.

Soon, the three of them landed in the Vientiane Tower.

"The environment is not bad." Junior sister Fang Xue looked around.

Tian Yu looked at the surrounding counters. In fact, he didn't like anything from the casual cultivator group, mainly because he spent too much money on foundation building pills. Even if he successfully built the foundation, he would almost become a pauper.

And there is still some money borrowed from others. After building the foundation, we still need to cultivate resources, and there happens to be Hong Yi, a lonely big fat sheep.

"Chang Tian, ​​nephew Ouyang, welcome to my humble home. Who is this female fairy?"

"Fang Xue, Elder Fang's granddaughter." Tian Yu introduced. "It turns out you are a master disciple of Xuanmen. Please take a seat."

Soon, the maid presented a tray full of food.

Except for Fang Xue, who is aloof, the other two are better at enlivening the atmosphere.

"We have known each other for many years, and I wonder if you can tell me which fairy mountain you are from." At this time, Tian Yu put down his wine glass, his eyes burning, "Could you be lying to us?"

"Hey, I can't be famous. I don't dare to use the banner of my master."

"I'm afraid your Excellency is not secretly learning the Holy Land..." Ouyang Qing smiled sinisterly.

"Haha, please don't be joking, nephew. How dare I pretend to be a disciple of Xuanmen? Since everyone wants evidence, I can't make any decisions that go against my ancestors."

Hong Yi's confident look made several people feel a little unconfident.

Could it be that he is really a big-sect person?

Da Ri Valley is just a big force in the state capital. They cannot afford to offend a large sect like Liguang Sect Xuantian Holy Land, which is spread across several state capitals and has hundreds of millions of people under its jurisdiction.

If so, plans will change.

After Hong Yi said that, he raised his hand and conjured something on the table.

This object was covered with black cloth. It was not big and had no breath coming out. It seemed to be some kind of token.

"This is a token of Xuantian Holy Land's disciples..." Hong Yi slowly opened the veil, attracting everyone's attention.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a transparent glass bottle with a black mist inside.

"This is... not good!"

Tian Yu just raised his head and saw spells and fireballs flying from the sky.

Boom boom boom!
Because the distance was too close, the fireball hit them directly on the spot.

The light curtain of the cassock was raised, but it was useless.

"kill!!"

Taoist soldiers rushed up from all sides, and the dancers were also Taoist soldiers. These were all warriors who were not afraid of death.

Tian Yu sacrificed the spiritual seal, and the seal swelled in the wind, Ouyang Qing sacrificed the sword, and Fang Xue sacrificed the gourd, and the gourd flew out of poisonous fire.

The three people reacted quickly.

It's a pity that it can't stop Hong Yi's careful arrangement.

boom!
The sound of a glass bottle breaking was heard, Yin Qi erupted, and a black smoke spanned three feet and flew towards him with a shrill scream.

This was a vicious woman's head. The blue-grey translucent head exploded, black mist filled the air, everyone's spiritual weapons fell, and spells exploded in place.

Colorful lights and smoke enveloped the entire hall.

Whoosh whoosh! !
More than a dozen rays of golden light penetrated the smoke, and only bursts of screams could be heard.

Soon enough, Hong Yi rushed in, and the screams became louder and louder, and finally disappeared.

The real killing is not a three-hundred-round battle, but a moment of vitality between life and death.

The fire spread throughout the first floor, and Hong Yicai walked out in the smoke.

His condition was very poor, his hair was burned out, the left side of his face was pale and boney, his left eye fell off somewhere, his right arm was broken, and there was no good spot on his body.

"Successful..." Hong Yi showed a cruel smile.

The building is about to collapse.

Hong Yi turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the smoke.

At this point, the Hong family was destroyed.

"Killing decisively, tsk tsk, he is a talented person."

TV...oh no, in front of the mirror, Xu Xuan was drinking tea and watching the scene here. This kind of thrilling action, the critical murderous intention, was so immersive that people couldn't help but feel nervous about it.

(End of this chapter)