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Chapter 105 The greatness of Liu Laodao! (Please subscribe!)
  The capital of the Wu Dynasty, Shangjing, the imperial palace.

This is a solemn and gorgeous building complex. The outer walls of the palace are towering, broad and majestic; the huge palace gate is carved with exquisite patterns, and a huge lantern hangs above the door, emitting a soft and warm light; Entering the gate, a broad red avenue spreads out in front of you, with stone lions arranged neatly on both sides, majestic and solemn, as if guarding the entire palace.

Looking from a distance, you will see majestic palaces coming towards you. The walls of the palaces are covered with golden glazed tiles, which sparkle under the sunlight; the layers of cornices are carved with various auspicious animals. The patterns are lifelike; through the inlaid transparent glass, you can be shocked to find that the interior decoration of the palace is extremely luxurious and magnificent.

The perspective shifts to a courtyard, which is filled with all kinds of rare flowers, plants and trees. The flowers bloom with eye-catching colors and exude fragrant fragrance.

There is an exquisite pavilion in the center of the courtyard. There is a stone plaque hanging above the pavilion. On the stone plaque, two seal characters - Tingyu - are engraved with flying dragons and phoenixes.

At this time, there were two figures in the pavilion.

The figure at the head was sitting quietly, but one could see that he was wearing a purple gold crown with hair tied with jewels on his head. He had two dragon-grabbing gold beads on his eyebrows and was wiping his forehead. He was wearing a two-color black and gold python robe, tied with colorful silk and flowers. It is tied with a long tassel and a black cloak.

He is in his early thirties, with an unusually handsome face. His face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like a knife cut, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his nose is like hanging gallbladder, and his slender eyes reveal a certain degree of indifference, which is the most disturbing. What people noticed was that this man's skin was sickly pale.

Behind this person, there was a muscular man with a guard-like appearance, a face that was red and black from the sun, two eyebrows, and a pair of big, piercing eyes, showing a look of respect that could not be concealed.

If Chen Yan saw this strong man here, he would be surprised, because this man's momentum is not weaker than Wei Shanhe's!
  no doubt.

This strong man who looks like a guard is also a martial arts prodigy!
  The strong man hesitated for half a second before he couldn't help but say:
  "Duke, just now the Eighth Prince complained to His Majesty, saying that you have no imperial authority and gave the 'Dragon Bird Sword' to a country boy without authorization."

It turns out that this handsome man wearing a black cloak is the mysterious governor at the mouth of Weishan River!
  The strong man's voice fell, and the governor's eyes were light, staring at a thriving yellow flower and looking at it non-stop:

"Let him be."

A slightly high-pitched voice sounded, and the unique tone was so surprising that people would be surprised to hear it!
  The governor in charge of Jiantiansi turned out to be a eunuch!
  The strong man was silent, and then he couldn't help but said:

"Duke, I feel humbled by my position. The reward you gave this young man..."

"too heavy……"

The handsome Governor glanced back at the strong man, who quickly clasped his fists and lowered his head, as if admitting his mistake.

The Governor didn't care at all and said in a calm tone:
  "Wu An, how long has it been since Jian Tiansi has such a world-famous talent?"

The strong man named Wu An choked on his words and fell silent.

The handsome man seemed not to have seen it, his tone remained unchanged, and he said with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes:

"It's been so long... so long that I almost forgot."

Having said this, the memories in the handsome man's eyes disappeared and he regained his composure:
  "That young man will be a banner. He will tell the world that I, Jian Tiansi, am still the same Jian Tiansi. I will kill him first and then report him. With the permission of the imperial power, this is Jian Tiansi. Do you understand?"

"In that case, why didn't the Governor transfer him to Kyoto?"

Wu An was puzzled: "The situation in Xiangzhou is so corrupt. Nine out of ten cities are deserted. Officials and gangsters are colluding. Evil spirits are everywhere. A paradise for demons... Such a place is really not suitable for a rookie to gain experience."

After a pause, Wu An said again:

"Furthermore... I'm sorry for my humble position, but by promoting him to the position of governor, you will cause unnecessary trouble for him, and I'm afraid he will be jealous..."

"It is mediocrity not to be envied."

The Governor's eyes were light and his expression remained unchanged as he said: "It is precisely because the situation in Xiangzhou has become so corrupt that it is beyond bad. Even the Supervisor of Xiangzhou does not obey orders. If this is the case, then It’s been rebuilt.”

"As for why he is not transferred to Beijing..."

The Governor kept his eyes fixed on the little yellow flower and continued:

"The flowers growing in the greenhouse cannot withstand hardships. Only the weeds in the mountain streams that have experienced wind and rain can grow into towering trees."

Wu An silently glanced at the handsome man with an indifferent expression and couldn't help but said:

"The Governor seems to think highly of this young man."

"Liu Fujing used the kindness of Shenxiao Sect back then on him."

Wu An was stunned, and then asked:
  "How should the Dao Sect explain it? There is a message from Wei Shanhe, and the Dao Sect seems to be quite dissatisfied with it... and the Laoshan Dao seems to be ready to make a move."

"Explain?"

The handsome man chuckled. His appearance was even better than that of the beautiful woman. He had a bright smile on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and his tone was domineering:
  "Tell Zhang Daoling that on the fifth day of next month, I will go to Lingshan in person."

Wu An was heartbroken and bowed his head respectfully:

"Yes!"

at this time.

Suddenly, a pretty palace maid came hurriedly from outside the courtyard, walked to the pavilion and stopped, bowing respectfully:
  "Eunuch Yu, Your Majesty has summoned you."

"understood."

The governor replied calmly.

The palace maid seemed to be very frightened, and when the Governor heard this, she left in a hurry.

Then, the handsome man stood up, but as soon as he stood up, he started coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Holding a handkerchief to cover the corner of his mouth, he could vaguely see a bright red blood stain.

"Duke! You..."

Wu An was startled and stepped forward quickly, but was stopped by the Governor:
  "Can't die."

Standing up straight, the handsome man passed through the palaces, seeming to see the prosperity outside the palace, and murmured:

"time is limited……"
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  Chen Yan still doesn't know anything about what happened in the capital. He doesn't know yet that he has fallen into the eyes of those big shots, but even if he knows about Chen Yan, he won't care.

Compared with these, what Chen Yan cares more about is his own strength.

If you are strong enough, you can conquer the world.

How about Laoshan Road?
  What about Lingshan Taoist Gate?

Even in the Jinluan Palace, Chen Yan dared to say, "The emperor will take turns to sit at my house tonight."

To put it bluntly, as long as you are strong enough, all obstacles will be fleeting.

Chen Yan has a clear understanding of this, and he has been working hard towards this goal.

At this time, standing in the courtyard.

Chen Yan still had lingering fear in his eyes, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

In that illusion just now, the founder Bodhidharma seemed to have seen him at the end?
  Or was that last sentence meant for the person from the third perspective attached to Chen Yan?
  If it's the former, then Bodhidharma's strength is too terrifying, to the point of being unbelievable.

This is something that not even the Master Jindan, who refines his energy and transforms into a god, can achieve the golden elixir path, can do this.

He has been dead for many years, and after thousands of years of time and space, the dialogue between ancient and modern times...

If it is true, then the strength of Patriarch Bodhidharma, who pioneered the martial arts lineage of the Wu Dynasty, is simply beyond Chen Yan's imagination.

Could it be that he has transcended the innate level of martial arts and entered the legendary innate level?
  Chen Yan had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Even though he had thousands of threads, he couldn't figure out why.

He stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the Dragon Bird Knife, and the warm heat flowed from his palm to his whole body, making Chen Yan's ups and downs calm down slightly.

His eyes regained their composure, Chen Yan looked at the enlightenment stone in front of him where the founder Bodhidharma once sharpened his sword, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This time, the reward given to him by Supervisor Tiansi was not small.

Whether it is the Dragon Bird Knife or the Bodhidharma Enlightenment Stone, their value is far from immeasurable.

Chen Yan even felt that he had exceeded his achievements in Shanxi Town. He was just an incomplete painted-skinned demon, and he actually gave him such a reward.

Among them, I am afraid there are also rewards for him to take charge of Xiangxi County in advance. But no matter what, Chen Yan’s gains were huge.

The blood evil sword technique was unexpectedly superb.

If reaching the pinnacle corresponds to the master level, then there is no doubt that reaching perfection corresponds to innate martial arts.

Innate sword skills!
  You want to tell me how it feels for Chen Yan.

All he can say is that everything around him can be a knife.

The hands are knives, the fingers are knives, the legs are knives, the eyes are knives, everything in the world can be knives.

Chen Yan finally understood how Wei Shanhe was able to seriously injure Yu Xuanzi, who was refining his energy, with one punch.

This is not a punch!
  It’s clearly a halberd!
  Because Wei Shanhe's fist is Fang Tian's painted halberd!
  When Wei Shanhe reached a martial arts congenital level, he had already achieved the unity of man and soldier, and without a soldier he was better than having a soldier in his hand. Therefore, what seemed like a punch was actually an extremely ferocious heavy halberd.

Now, Chen Yan also feels this feeling.

But Chen Yan also has a happy worry.

That is, his martial arts realm seems to be unstoppable.

Long before the Painted Skin Demon attacked the city, Chen Yan was already a half-circle and half-step master of true power.

At this moment, after achieving a superb breakthrough in swordsmanship, he seemed to have the urge to break through in his martial arts realm.

The realm of the Grandmaster is just around the corner. As long as Chen Yan is willing, he can break through with just one thought!
  But Chen Yan had to restrain himself.

Because the cultivation of Taoism and Dharma is not enough.

It was still only in the middle stage of nourishing essence, and there was already a huge gap between it and the martial arts realm.

First, check if there are any treasures in the Heavenly Book of Merit that can improve your Taoist cultivation level, improve your Taoist cultivation level, and then start to break through to the realm of Grandmaster...

Thinking like this, Chen Yang just entered the void space to open up good luck and good fortune.

suddenly!

Deng Hong's panicked voice came from outside the house:
  "My lord! It's not good! My lord!"

Chen Yan paused and frowned slightly:

"What happened?"

I thought about the possible crisis in Shanxi Town at this time.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't expect that there should be no accident in Shanxi Town with a thousand Yiling Mansion troops helping out.

With this doubt, he saw Deng Hong running in from outside the hospital in a panic, came to the young man, and said anxiously:
  "Sir! Go and see Master Liu quickly!"

"Liu Laodao?"

Chen Yan's heart thumped, and he quickly grabbed Deng Hong's arm:
  "What's wrong with Daochang Liu?"

"Oh, you'll know when you go and take a look."

Deng Hong hesitated to speak, and finally sighed heavily.

Before he finished speaking, the young man in front of him turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the courtyard.

In just a moment, the young man appeared at the Shanxi County Government Office with a serious face.

When the policeman on duty at the county government office saw the young man in front of him, he immediately bowed respectfully and saluted:
  "Master Chen!"

However, they saw the young man enter the Yamen with a serious face, crossed the central hall, and went directly to the backyard. On the Taishi chair in the backyard, a figure was lying lazily on it, holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking wine and mouthing There he sang:
  "He taught me to accept the lingering hatred, to avoid being spoiled and angry, to rehabilitate myself, to change my temperament, to let go of lost love, to turn around from the sea of ​​suffering, and to realize Lan Yin early..."

As if hearing movement behind him, the figure stood up, glanced at the young man, and said lazily:

"You came?"

Who else could the figure be than Liu Laodao?

But unexpectedly, today's Old Taoist Liu is no longer slovenly, but has put on a brand new Taoist robe, and it seems that he has specially washed away the mud that he has accumulated for many years.

Seeing Liu Laodao, Chen Yan's expression not only did not improve at all, but even became gloomier.

There is no other reason, because Liu Laodao's face is gray at the moment, his eyes are gloomy, and there is a deathly aura between his eyebrows!
  Chen Yan's expression was extremely sad. He came to Lao Dao without any explanation and put his hand on Lao Dao's wrist pulse.

Liu Laodao smiled and didn't stop him.

As he felt his pulse, Chen Yan's heart sank to the bottom. He waved his hand, and a snow-white crystal pill appeared in his palm, which was the 'Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill'.

"Eat it."

Pass the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill to Lao Dao's mouth.

The old Taoist had no choice but to open his mouth and swallow the pill. Chen Yan felt his pulse again, but his expression did not improve at all.

On the contrary, the old Taoist said with a persuasive look:
  "It's useless. My life has expired. There is nothing human can do."

The young man was about to speak, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

"You listen to me first."

The young man was silent. Liu Laodao took a breath and took another sip of wine. His face seemed to turn rosy, with memories in his eyes:

“Remember that cemetery with the mass graves?”

The young man's eyes were slightly red and he nodded silently.

"Actually, that book was prepared for me. My life is about to end. I want to return to my roots and get rid of the evil spirits in Shanxi Town, so I buried it in the mass grave. Buried with me were The inheritance of this lineage, but I didn’t expect to meet you..."

Speaking of this, Liu Laodao looked at the young man with a smile:

"Maybe this is God's will."

Chen Yan felt uncomfortable in his heart. He opened his mouth to say something, but only heard Liu Laodao continue:
  "Let me tell you a story."

"Back then, I was an orphan from Shanxi. Fortunately, my master took pity on me and took me into my family."

"The Shenxiao Taoist Sect is famous all over the world, but the old Taoist's qualifications are dull and he can't learn the law in the end... A wasted life is just the beginning of the road."

"Actually, it's not bad. There are many geniuses in Shanmen. One more person than me is not too much, and one person less than me is not a lot. It's good to occasionally slay demons and protect the Tao."

Liu Laodao laughed at himself, and then his eyes turned to show pain:
  "Until...the devil appeared."

Chen Yan could feel Liu Laodao's fear.

"That is really a powerful demon. It is immortal and cannot be killed no matter what...

The head teacher is dead, the master is dead, all the brothers are dead, and the only one left alive is me, the most useless one, who escaped down the mountain..."

I don’t know when Liu Laodao was already in tears:

"Lingshan Taoist sect and Immortal Buddha Sect, each one is sweeping the snow in front of the door. Why is it like this! Why is it like this?! I hate the old Taoist!!!"

After taking a breath, the old Taoist calmed down: "So, Shenxiao Sect Liu Fujing is dead and died on the mountain. The only one alive now is the surviving Feiyu Guard Liu Fujing."

The young man's eyes were red, but he saw the old man looking at him:
  "I thought that the Shenxiao inheritance would be ruined in my hands, but I didn't expect that God would show mercy and let the old Taoist meet you."

At this moment, the young man couldn't bear it anymore. He kowtowed heavily and shouted two words in a hoarse voice:
  "Master!"

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(End of this chapter)