Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

The gate of the imperial palace has not been closed, and every word is spread to the outside world.

Outside the door, Lu Jianxue listened in confusion, while Zhao Zheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Immortality values ​​life, but humanity doesn’t value life?

Are immortals destined to be higher than and dominate humans?

Where in the world does such nonsense come from!

Zhao Zheng listened to the arguments in the imperial palace, a look of confusion and anger flashed across his face, and his heart was beating vigorously.

The sound of dragon roars gradually rose from his body, and he seemed to understand something.

Zhao Zheng suddenly understood what he should do.

"If I unified the mountains and rivers of the world."

He whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"We should attack the heavens with human principles, slay the evil immortals, establish immortal rules, unify the immortals, give orders to the group of Buddhas, name the gods, and command all ghosts."

At the same time, the immortal officials and gods who were watching from several levels of the sky were all shaking their heads and sighing.

Taibai Jinxing's eyes flickered, she stroked her long beard, and said quietly:

"It seems that Lu Sheng's Taoist heart is probably..."

Li Jing rubbed his hand on the pagoda and said:

"After all, he is the first [Human Saint] in the world since ancient times, and he is a direct descendant of the Taishang lineage! Will the man from Tushita Palace really sit back and watch Lu Shengdao's heart collapse?"

"It's impossible to control it." Taibai Jinxing shook his head and said: "It's just a discussion. If you lose the argument, you can only blame yourself. There is no way that the person in Tushita Palace can protect his shortcomings like this."

Before he finished speaking, laughter suddenly came from the quarrelsome Gouchen Imperial Palace.

"That's what I've been waiting for."

Um?

Taibai Jinxing was slightly startled. This voice sounded familiar.

The eyes of all the great immortal officials followed the void, looking through the open door of Gouchen Imperial Palace and towards the scene inside.

But I saw the ordinary, ordinary, unobtrusive old farmer raising his head, seeming to be coughing, and hunched over.

Huh? ?

The immortals and gods were shocked, when did this mortal enter?

Oh, it turns out it was always in there.

Why is there no impression?

Taibai Jinxing was a little confused:

"I just discovered that there is an old farmer in the imperial palace. It's strange that a common man dares to interrupt the debate between the emperor and the human saint. You know."

His voice stopped abruptly.

If he were really an ordinary farmer, how could his voice reach the thirty-third heaven?

If he were really an ordinary farmer, how could he have discovered and seen it now?

If he was really an ordinary farmer, how could he lead a green ox through a hundred years and reach the sky in the West? ?

Taibai Jinxing's scalp suddenly exploded, and Li Jing on the side had obviously figured this out, and even guessed who the old farmer was.

He felt high-frequency vibrations from his spine to the tips of his hair. He reluctantly swallowed and spoke tremblingly:

"Taibai. You seem to have guessed wrong."

The two great immortal officials looked at each other in disbelief, neither daring to speak. They saw in the imperial palace, a stooped old farmer lightly closing the palace gate, blocking out all sight.

"Gou Chen is going to be in trouble." Taibai Jinxing said silently.

………………

Gou Chen Imperial Palace.

The old farmer bent down and walked with difficulty to the gate of the imperial palace. With two palms, he closed the portal of the imperial palace, which was as heavy as a whole world.

‘Squeak~Boom! ! ’

With the loud slamming of the door, the entire imperial palace was shaken.

Then, under the horrifying gaze of the stalwart figure, the old farmer slowly turned around and stood next to Qing Niu, smiling peacefully and gently:

"You said that the stronger one is more powerful and can manipulate the weaker ones at will, but is this true?"

While speaking, the old farmer gently patted Lu Xuan, who was coughing up blood, and the latter's collapsed Taoist heart gradually stabilized.

In front of the throne, Emperor Gouchen had cold sweat falling from his forehead. He smiled reluctantly and said dryly:

"I've seen. I've seen Taiqing Daode Tianzun."

As he said this, the stalwart figure who was still standing high just a moment ago, casually playing with the overlapping universe, bent down and bowed down, respectful and respectful.

The old farmer ignored him, just looked at the Taoist beside him and said with a smile:

"Xiaoxuan."

Lu Xuan came to his senses, got off Qingniu, calmed down his turbulent mood, and said respectfully:

"Teacher, I'm here."

The old farmer smiled again and said:

"beat him."

There was more sweat on the forehead of the stalwart figure.

Lu Xuan, on the other hand, bowed honestly and felt a little relieved. He called his teacher Lao Li for more than a hundred years. Although he got used to it later, it was a psychological pressure.

He smiled bitterly:

"Teacher, I can't beat you."

‘Gudong’

At this time, the stalwart figure above swallowed his saliva and spoke dryly:

"Great Heavenly Lord, Saint Lu and I were just talking about Taoism and arguing. We never used the big to bully the small."

The old farmer glanced at him lightly:

"Didn't you say that if I am stronger than you, I can do whatever I want?"

As he spoke, he yawned, looked at Lu Xuan again, and said with a smile:

"It's okay if he can't beat him. Teacher, just make him weaker."

After the words fell, the old farmer slapped him slowly. The hair on Gouchen Shanggong's back exploded, and he wanted to avoid it.

But that palm encompassed all heavens, all realms, all worlds, all timelines and time nodes, and showed "established" characteristics in terms of fate and cause and effect, and it was impossible to dodge it.

At the same time as the palm is released, the palm has already fallen.

'boom! ! ’

Emperor Gouchen was knocked to the ground, and his body, which had only healed a little, collapsed, and the injuries lasted for eternity.

He coughed up a mouthful of emperor's blood, which was filled with flawless divine essence. He was about to beg for mercy, but was slapped down again.

'boom! ! ’

The second palm hit the soul.

Then came the third palm, which hit the foundation of the road.

One palm shattered the emperor's true body, one palm shattered the flawless true spirit, and one palm shattered the Tongtian Dao Foundation!

The stalwart figure's eyes were distracted after being beaten, the overlapping universe floating around him disappeared, and his energy plummeted.

From the [Da Luo] that jumped out of the years, to the [Heavens] that reflects the heavens and is everywhere, and then to the [Immortal] with endless lifespan, it is time to stop.

The old farmer clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Okay, beat him."

"yes!"

Lu Xuan looked at Emperor Gouchen Shanggong who was lying on the ground coughing up blood and his eyes were distracted. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward as he geared up his fists.

"I have infinite strength, and immortality is unstoppable."

As soon as he said this, all the magic followed, and infinite strength gathered on Lu Xuan. He picked up Gouchen Shanggong Emperor, raised his fist high, and smashed it down hard!

"Can you plead guilty?"

Emperor Gouchen, whose realm was suppressed to the level of immortality for the first time, was hit by a fist so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, the fist fell again.

'boom! ’

This emperor who ruled the West and wielded arms to bring disaster and fortune was smashed into the ground of the imperial palace, covered with rubble.

Lu Xuan thought of the hundreds of cities that had been massacred, of the unbridled drought demons, and of the frozen scene of a hundred thousand miles, his eyes turned red, and he strode forward.

"Can plead guilty!"

As soon as the words fell, the punches fell like raindrops, one punch after another. The old farmer's heart and soul were also suppressed by the old farmer. Emperor Gouchen couldn't bear the pain at all, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry!

'boom! boom! boom! boom! ’

Lu Xuan didn't use any other magical means, he didn't use any great killing techniques or magical methods of heaven and earth, he just used the purest and simplest fists, punch after punch, punch after punch! !

The gate of the imperial palace was closed, blocking all sight lines, but the old farmer still left a small gap to allow the sound to spread out.

The dull sound of the fists hitting the flesh and the pitiful howl of Emperor Chen also spread throughout the thirty-third heaven, including the West End Heavenly Palace and the other four heavens.

Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan heard it, and they all stopped chanting sutras and looked sideways at the West End Heavenly Palace with dull expressions.

"Mercy, mercy." Sakyamuni Buddha looked a little strange, clasped his hands and chanted in a low voice.

In the central heaven, the emperor's corpse sitting in the Lingxiao Palace listened to the wailing of the emperor in the west, and a smile appeared on his face.

The smile grew louder and louder, until it turned into loud laughter, shaking the entire Lingxiao Palace and even the entire Miluo Heavenly Palace!

On the cloud, the expressions of many immortal officials and gods also became extremely complicated.

Taibai Jinxing and Li Jing looked at each other silently, looking at each other with no words.

The screams continued, and the sound of punches continued to sound, for ten days and nights, without interruption.

It was not until ten days later that the miserable sounds in the imperial palace stopped, and the Taoist's indifferent questions could be heard, word by word:

"Can you plead guilty?"

The immortals pricked up their ears in fear and listened.

After a long silence and dead silence,

A weak sound sounded in the Gouchen Emperor's Palace.

"recognize."

Immortals and Buddhas were in an uproar.

The trembling immortal officials and gods in the West End Heavenly Palace all changed their expressions. Zhao Zheng, who was standing outside the imperial palace gate, suddenly laughed,

In the imperial palace, the Taoist was also laughing, laughing and crying.

"not enough."

So he said.

Lu Xuan's eyes were still red as he stared at the inhuman Gou Chen Shanggong Emperor. He punched down hard, followed by a feeble cry of pain.

He said again:

"not enough."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xuan retracted his fists soaked in the emperor's blood, holding ancient branches in his hands, and said coldly:

"Since you have pleaded guilty, I will decide the punishment. Do you agree?"

Emperor Gouchen was paralyzed on the ground, and his Taoist body was torn apart. From his physical body, cultivation level to soul, character, etc., he was suppressed to an extremely low level by the old farmer.

Otherwise, how could the dignified [Da Luo] not even be able to endure the pain of his flesh and blood?

He raised his head feebly and sighed softly:

"Accept punishment."

Gou Chen suddenly guessed the Taishang's intention and knew that if he refused to accept the punishment, he could not let this matter go. If the Taishang overturned the chessboard regardless of the great changes in history, he would probably die completely!

At this time, Lu Xuan, who was stained with the emperor's blood, nodded, lowered his eyelids, and said lightly:

"Then you will be sentenced to receive nine thousand whips in the sky in front of the immortals, and then go to the underworld, where you will endure the punishments of the eighteen hells for a thousand years each, and then enter the reincarnation again, accumulate millions of merits, and save tens of thousands of people. Can you accept this to eliminate your sins and sins?"

".by!"

Gou Chen breathed heavily.

"good."

Lu Xuan picked up Emperor Gouchen and pushed open the gate of the imperial palace. Under the silent gaze of immortals and Buddhas everywhere, he threw the emperor to the front of the palace and held up the ancient tree branch in his hand.

He said:

"This whip strikes the true spirit, the soul. Suffering a whip is like being punished for ten thousand years. It is difficult for immortals and Buddhas to bear it."

As the words came out, the ancient branches trembled slightly, with mysterious and mysterious lines lingering on them.

The next moment, under the frightened gazes of immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, the Taoist whipped him down with a tree branch, and the screams started again.

The emperor's blood flew everywhere, and occasionally one or two drops fell into the world, and the innate substance and divine essence contained in it exploded,

A huge tide of vitality is formed, blessing the entire world.

Countless people walked out of their homes, raised their heads, and looked towards the sky. They could vaguely see a figure holding a whip, falling towards another figure, one after another.

Some people say that the one holding the whip is Saint Lu, and the one who is whipped is a god.

For mortals, the Lord of Heaven is God.

At this time, on the cloud.

When the whip fell nine thousand times, Lu Xuan spoke out the Dharma in front of the immortals and gods, calling him to the gate of hell and summoning the underworld of the Nine Netherworld.

The gate of hell is opened, and the ten palaces of Yama come out to welcome them. To the east, there is an emperor's majesty like a tide, and a giant of ten thousand feet is also approaching.

"Dongji Heavenly Court, Dongji Qinghua, I have seen the Great Heavenly Lord, and I have seen Saint Lu."

Lu Xuan raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly, the emperor of Dongji Heavenly Court?

The old farmer on the side smiled and gave him some popular science:

"Qinghua, who governs all kinds of things and is the commander of the underworld, has sentenced Gou Chen to eighteen thousand years and eighteen hells. Ordinary ghosts and gods would not dare to carry out this punishment, so I called him here."

Gou Chen, who was covered in scars, trembled slightly.

The old farmer coughed and added:

"Things are facing each other. These two little guys are mortal enemies."

Lu Xuan understood clearly, picked up Emperor Gouchen, threw it to the Lord of the East Pole Heavenly Court, and said in a deep voice:

"Then Emperor Lao will punish you."

"Sage Lu is too polite." Emperor Qinghua said with a smile: "If you have time, please invite Sage Lu to be a guest in my East Pole Heavenly Court."

Lu Xuan was silent for a moment and nodded slightly:

"must."

Emperor Qinghua didn't stay long, and after making another salute to the old farmer, he took Gouchen, whose cultivation was shackled, into the underworld and disappeared.

Lu Xuan stood there, looking around at the huge West Pole Celestial Palace. The ancient branches in his hands were soaked in the emperor's blood, and his body was also filled with the emperor's blood, which was constantly dripping.

After venting his anger, he fell into a trance.

"Ahem."

The old farmer ignored the gazes of immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, and chuckled at his disciple:

"Having come this far and doing this, do you have any insights?"

Lu Xuan nodded, then shook his head.

The old farmer didn't take it seriously and just asked again:

"What did you do when you came to the West End Heavenly Palace to question me?"

Lu Xuan wiped the emperor's blood on his face, his chest heaved, and he softly replied:

"Ask for the sins of the mountains and rivers of the world, and for the sake of all the people in the world."

"What should I do after questioning?"

Lu Xuan glanced sideways, piercing the void and looking at the other heavens. Some immortals and gods avoided his gaze.

He said:

"From now on, if any immortals dare to bring disasters at will and cause resentment among the people, I will hold them accountable."

As he spoke, Lu Xuan's eyes became deeper:

"I will take care of the mountains and rivers of the world."

The eyes of some immortals and gods flashed with solemnity.

The old farmer smiled gently, waved his hand to shield the secrets from the prying eyes of immortals and Buddhas, and then said something:

"To all the people, some immortals and gods are disasters, calamities, and calamities. To Gouchen and some immortals and gods, what are you?"

Lu Xuan was silent for a moment and replied:

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster, it's a disaster."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly startled.

The nine realms of earthly immortals are the nine calamities.

Now that the nine tribulations have been exhausted, what will be the ultimate state of the Earth Immortal? The calamity has been exhausted, so maybe it should be.

Incarnate calamity.

He suddenly became enlightened and parted the clouds to see the dawn.

The old farmer yawned and said calmly:

"Those who are destined for calamity can reach the extreme of earthly immortality, but you are the calamity of immortals and Buddhas, and the calamity of [Da Luo]."

"unprecedented."

"There should be, the supreme foundation of Tao, established."

During the words, Lu Xuan froze on the spot and closed his eyes.

Within the body, the aura surged. In one breath, the muscles and bones buzzed, the soul rolled, and the vitality roared!

With the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth added to his body, he could feel himself undergoing a complete transformation, undergoing a great evolution at the fundamental level of life!

In the realm of the Nine Tribulations of Earthly Immortality, one can enter the ultimate realm of Earthly Immortality at any given calamity. The greater the number of calamities one undertakes, the more one will benefit.

But how much calamity can the Earth Immortal bear?

Therefore, in ancient times, there were only a few in the extreme realm of Earth Immortals, and the most famous one was undoubtedly a certain [Ancestor of Earth Immortals], who was in charge of [Shou Jie], and is now one of the [Da Luo].

And what Lu Xuan inherited was the fate of immortals and Buddhas.

Feeling the great changes in his body, he looked sideways and smiled:

"Teacher, you are pushing me to be the opposite of the immortals and Buddhas in the sky."

The old farmer's eyes were bright and he smiled:

"But what do you want?"

"But for what I asked for."

Lu Xuan nodded extremely seriously. The aura in his body was still rising and changing.

The old farmer chuckled and said:

"The fourth scripture I will teach you is the [Tai Shang Tian Que Chapter], which corresponds to the realm of [Chaotian Que]. Please listen carefully."

He revealed the wonderful teachings and principles, and listened to Lu Xuan in a mysterious and mysterious scripture!

Lu Xuan shook his vitality and followed the content of "Tai Shang Tian Que Chapter" and completely crossed the gate of heaven!

[Chaotian Que], done.

As soon as he entered the Chaotian Palace and realized the realm of true immortals, the blessings brought by the "Tribulation of Immortals and Buddhas" and the merits and virtues accumulated in the one hundred and sixty-three years of preaching in the human world exploded!

Even the blood of Emperor Gouchen all over his body was integrated into the old farmer's body under his thoughts!

Lu Xuan let out a low roar, and his realm skyrocketed! !

Ninth-level true immortal, eighth-level true immortal, seventh-level true immortal

The accumulation of extreme horror made Lu Xuan soar into the sky!

Third-grade true immortal, second-grade true immortal

A first-grade true immortal, done!

It's not over yet, Emperor Gou Chen's blood is still working tirelessly to transform Lu Xuan's body, and he is also infected with the breath of iron-blooded warfare!

The position of [Human Saint] was shaken, and the ancient branch in Lu Xuan's hand also underwent a major transformation again, taking a step further from the original immortal level treasure. Under the radiance of the mottled emperor's blood,

The ancient branches reflect everything that exists and exists in the current space, and reflect all the heavens and worlds, turning them into the most precious treasure of the [All Heavens Realm]!

Time passes little by little, I don’t know how long it has passed.

Lu Xuan opened his eyes, the divine light shone brightly, and the heaven and earth hummed.

"Good, good, good!" The old farmer clapped his hands and laughed.

Lu Xuan hurriedly bowed and bowed. He also understood the meaning of what his teacher had done, allowing himself to transform into the [Immortal and Buddha's Tribulation] in the fairyland. He can't see anything yet.

But Lu Xuan had a hunch that the disaster he was responsible for would lead to endless mysteries in the future!

The old farmer laughed three times, causing the thirty-third heaven to shake violently, and all the immortals and Buddhas were astonished!

After three laughs, the old farmer took a breath and said with bright eyes:

"Xiaoxuan, you have done the best you can here. After what you have done, the rest of the Daoguo have set their sights on you. After you return to [the present world], please do not come back in a short time."

Lu Xuan's expression became serious and he listened quietly.

The old farmer continued:

"[The present world] is special. Even Dao Fruit cannot cast its gaze or interfere. The next time you return to ancient times, you can try to change your identity and face. I will cover it for you. You can temporarily escape from all Dao Fruits. look."

Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to say something, the old farmer waved his hand to stop him and said:

"Zhao Zheng asked him to return to the Qin Kingdom. I will take Xiao Jianxue to Tushita Palace and stay with me for the time being. The realm of true immortals. Before the big products, it is accumulation. You have accumulated enough, and the big products are Do you understand the weight of heaven and earth?"

Lu Xuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

“Students understand.”

The old farmer nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"Well, next time you come, I will take you to meet your senior brother. By the way, I think the tide is about to rise in the long river of time, and there may be big changes in the world you live in. Be careful, be careful, be careful."

As he spoke, he pushed gently, and a small tower fell in front of Lu Xuan, blooming with seventy-two colors of divine flowers.

"Remember not to use the Qingping Sword given to you by your third uncle. You cannot control it. If it is struck down, all realms will collapse and the years will wither."

"The [present world] will change. This tower is called the Black and Yellow Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth. If you hold it, you can protect yourself. Hanging above your head, you will be invincible."

Lu Xuan took the small tower in a daze and raised his head. Just as he was about to make a gift, he saw that the old farmer had disappeared.

"Go back, go back." came the teacher's smiling voice.

The surrounding cover disappeared, and the eyes of countless immortals and Buddhas looked over. Lu Xuan was slightly in a trance, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

The eyes of the immortals and Buddhas in the sky fell, and they only saw the emperor's blood flowing all over the ground.

On the long river of time.

Stroking the small pagoda, feeling the vast power of his own first-grade true fairyland, Lu Xuan lowered his head, overlooking the ancient Spring and Autumn Period, and sighed softly.

"Next time I come, do I have to change my identity? Xuanhuang Wushen?"

He frowned, moved his eyes back, and landed on the section of the river corresponding to [Great Qin], and he had an idea in his mind.

Lu Xuan smiled, stretched, put away the Taishang Taoist robe and Taishang Taoist crown, and his old face returned to its original appearance, becoming a young man again.

However, after two hundred years, he returned to being a young man, but he was no longer a young man, full of vicissitudes of life.

The young man took another look at the Spring and Autumn Period, a look of nostalgia flashed across his face, and then he laughed and said to himself:

"Well, following the teacher, I don't know what Xiaomian Xue will become."

"Two hundred years."

"Next time I come back, Xiaozheng should be able to unify the country, right?"

He sighed softly, a look of loneliness appeared on his face, let go of his own limitations, followed the pulling force, and flew towards the downstream of the long river of time.

"It has been a dream for two hundred years. When I came, I was an immortal, and when I returned, I was a true immortal."

"It's time to go back."

"I have illuminated the mountains and rivers of Spring and Autumn."

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