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Chapter 58 The red dragon screams and takes action at level 3

Chapter 58 The red dragon screams and takes action at the third level
Qianyuan Hall.

The rain is pouring down and the God is roaring.

The dragon gate is wide open, and the golden carp is wandering around.

Emperor Yong'an stood on a lake behind the main hall. His eyebrows, hair, and temples were all white. He looked old, but he was extremely powerful. His red dragon-patterned sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his nine-crown crown was beaten by the rain. The aura exuding from his body is much more powerful than those of the great masters in the palace.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Emperor Yong'an spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the Dragon Gate in the sky, his old eyes showing extreme unwillingness.

His breath suddenly became depressed.

However, the next second, a huge shadow of a red-eyed golden dragon suddenly appeared on the dragon wall. It seemed like there were threads on its body, continuously injecting ethereal golden smoke into his body.

These golden vapors were extremely bright and dazzling, like the most nourishing elixir in the world, directly restoring Emperor Yong'an's physical body to its original state.

"As long as I can live forever, these national fortunes can be made up for."

Emperor Yong'an looked up at the sky and planned to continue trying.

It has been more than three hundred years since the founding of Dayan. Except for Taizu, no emperor of the generation has been able to break into the Dragon Gate realm. He must be the first.

The next second, he jumped up and headed towards the dragon gate, needing to pass through it.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, emitting terrifying power. The lightning turned into a thunder dragon, twisting and turning along the Tianmen, appearing and falling, as if the law of heaven was preventing him from cheating.

Emperor Yong'an's newly recovered body was suddenly beaten to pieces. His acupuncture points were slowly moving, trying to nourish his body. Electric arcs were flowing on the surface of his body, unable to heal.

This time, even the red-eyed golden dragon couldn't be saved. It let out a series of mournful screams, and the shadow on its body dimmed a lot.

Emperor Yong'an's face was pale, his breath was extremely weak, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his palms were trembling. He watched helplessly as the dragon gate gradually dissipated, and the golden dragon and carp vision turned into dots.

The energy is exhausted and time waits for no one.

The fourth dragon calamity failed after all.

He still failed
Emperor Yong'an's eyes flashed with a fierce look, uncertain.

A sense of mania emerged spontaneously.

The fierce demonic energy burned instantly, dyeing him completely black.

Thoughts of inner demons arise suddenly, and a thought of gods and demons may be good or evil.

The monks in this world, whether they are martial arts practitioners, Qi practitioners, or Buddhist and Confucian practitioners, will all have inner demons.

At this moment, a one-armed sword cultivator appeared beside Emperor Yong'an in an instant, with his remaining arm stretching out two fingers.

It clicked on Emperor Yong'an's eyebrows.

This time it was like divine help.

The air waves surged, sleeves flew up, and the entire lake, along with all the rain falling from the sky, was swept away by a mysterious force.

In an instant, just like a demon retreating, all the obstacles faded away, and Emperor Yong'an returned to normal, with a calm face, and said:

"Zuo Zongzong, I still failed."

"Your Majesty, this is destiny, and God's will cannot be violated."

The one-armed sword cultivator took the opponent away from the lake in an instant and replied like this.

"Your Majesty, your life is short, so you might as well establish a reserve as soon as possible."

The one-armed sword cultivator suggested.

"Alas, who would take this last step unless absolutely necessary?" Emperor Yong'an sighed, with a stern look in his eyes.

If it doesn't work, we can only resort to the last plan.

Until the dragon gate above the palace disappeared.

Only then did the monks from the three academies appear one by one.

There is a Taoist priest riding a green ox with a Tai Chi mirror hanging from his waist, a handsome cassocked master holding a purple gold bowl, and a Confucian scholar in blue with gray hair on his temples.
The blind Taoist appeared first, carrying a basket and appearing between heaven and earth.

Throw the basket behind you lightly.

In an instant.

All the heavy rain in a radius of thousands of miles was carried away by an incomparable terrifying suction force.

The blind Taoist's thin body contained terrifying energy. He clasped his hands behind his back, hunched his back, and squinted his eyes as he looked at the sky. He said with an awe-inspiring righteousness: "I have carried the counterattack of Heaven's law accumulated over three hundred years by Great Yan on my shoulders."

But soon, his expression changed.

I found that the thunderclouds in the sky have not dispersed, with lingering power!
His words were obviously heard by Tiandao.

"Boom!"

The thunder cloud is about to fall with its brilliant power. On the dragon wall of the palace, a sword light rose into the sky, and a figure of a one-armed swordsman could be vaguely seen, swinging a sword towards the sky.

This sword is like a flash in the pan, extremely stunning.

But it illuminated the entire Imperial Capital. Everyone looked up and saw daylight suddenly appearing. For a moment, it was like the sun was shining in the sky.

It was as if all the thick dark clouds had dispersed.

Its daybreak.

With this sword, the rain in the Imperial Capital stopped, the dark clouds completely disappeared, and the peach blossoms that had not been seen for a long time bloomed leisurely.

Yong'an sixty-eight years, early spring.

Although the heavy rain in the Imperial Capital has stopped, there are still seven states and thirteen counties, half of which are shrouded in floods, causing floods and waterlogging.

People are displaced, and in years of great disaster, evil spirits will cause chaos.

The evil spirit appeared out of nowhere, bewitched the people with evil methods, and carried evil scriptures to coerce the refugees to rebel. It was so powerful that it swept through three states and four counties in an instant.

Leichi Taoist Academy, Jingang Si Academy, Denwen Drum Academy, Ming Deng Division, and Dayan Suwei all sent martial monks to suppress the rebels and kill the demons.

But demons and disasters are easy to eliminate, but human inner demons are difficult to eliminate.

In order to avoid floods, people in many places began to ask Taoist priests to perform rituals and worship in Taoist temples.

Jinshen Temple, Wenchang Pavilion, and City God's Temple were the places where incense was officially received by the three schools of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism during the Dayan Dynasty. The incense in City God's Temple was particularly powerful, and the power of incense increased significantly.

Confucianism and Buddhism, on the other hand, don't know much about the ups and downs. The number of believers is constantly losing, the incense is constantly depleting, and everyone is anxious.

Dayan Palace.

Qingzhu Palace.

The heavy rain subsided and Lu Mingyuan returned to the main hall, not paying much attention to what was happening outside Dayan.

Instead, he practiced martial arts wholeheartedly in the courtyard. The sound of sword swings was endless, rocks were broken everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron was harsh. It was obvious that his sword skills were quite mature.

"Trigger the destiny trait [Chen Xin], enter a state of physical and mental immersion, and the sword skill [Tiangang Fulong] has been learned."

"[Chen Xin] has finally been triggered, Tiangang Fulong can be considered a preliminary introduction."

Lu Mingyuan opened the panel and checked one or two.

「功法：血饕天陨经·异食篇（第六层：588/15000）、撼山拳（大成）、烈火刀法（圆满）太荒龙象劲（第四层：500/4000）天罡伏龙（熟练：10/1000）」

After breaking through the realm, Taihuang Longxiang Jin was able to master it with ease and easily reached the fourth level. Now he is so powerful that he can shake a short mountain with one punch.

The biggest difficulty, Tiangang Fulong, has also been overcome. With this trick, he can cross the border and fight against the master, so there should be no problem.

"Green Life Style - Wu Chi, the refining degree is increased to 55%"

In the past seven days, "Martial Arts" and "Shen Xin" were triggered very frequently, and the refining degree of "Martial Chi"'s destiny increased by another ten percent.

"It's time to ask the drunkard for some knife skills again."

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment.

To build a furnace in the fifth realm, you need to store enough vitality into the acupoints to reach the master realm, and this is true for even the great master.

The sixth and seventh realms are very demanding and difficult to break through in a short period of time.

It is better to take advantage of this time to learn a few more exercises.

I was biting off more than I could chew before, but now I feel better and my energy is freed up.

"Before that, you might as well have something to eat."

Lu Mingyuan stretched his waist.

On the side, Ziyun and Hongwan both came forward and had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness, are you hungry? We will go to the imperial kitchen to get it."

"No, I won't eat in the palace today, nor will I eat from the palace."

Ziyun and Hongwan looked at each other in confusion after hearing this.

"Your Highness, where can we eat if we don't eat in the palace?"

Lu Mingyuan walked out of Qingzhu Hall and pointed to the next door.

Arriving at the palace not far away, he knocked on the door.