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

The Haohao Xuan Black Dragon Flag has reached the mountain.

‘Boom! Boom! Boom! ’

Like a long dragon, the black-armored soldiers marched in neat steps, rising and falling together. Under the resonance, it was like the sound of heavy drums, shaking the earth!

The sky is filled with clouds and mist, and all kinds of happy clouds and auspiciousness are endless. Humanity's fortune is like a canopy, covering the sky and covering the sun for thousands of miles!

Lu Xuan stared at the fortune of humanity in the sky, a gratified smile appeared on his face,

Ten thousand shares of the general trend of humanity, one thousand two hundred shares belong to me, and three thousand shares have converged on Xiao Zheng. Three thousand shares!

Ten times that of the original Zhou Emperor, even comparable to the Zhou Dynasty in its heyday!

"Okay, okay." Lu Xuan sighed softly.

"What?" Wang Zhiyao, who was standing aside, looked sideways in confusion, and then said: "Is His Majesty the First Emperor in that imperial chariot?"

As he said this, Wang Zhiyao, Zhang Jifeng, Liu Bang and Yan Huang could not help but step forward and stand on the edge of the mountain road, staring at the army slowly coming from the bottom of the mountain, dazzled.

This scene is too astonishing, too magnificent, one hundred thousand black-armored soldiers marching in unison, the leading imperial chariot and the parallel carriages are wrapped around Xiangrui and Qingyun,

There are many visions in the sky, the canopy is rolling, and there is thunder during the rise and fall!

Someone who had also come all the way to watch the Zen ceremony at Mount Tai approached him. He was a strong man with extremely heavy Qi and blood in his body, surging mightily.

The strong man took a deep breath and said softly:

"A true man, this is what you should do."

"Yes." Liu Bang, standing next to him, nodded blankly, staring at the approaching imperial chariot, his heart throbbing:

"Sweep the Liuhe, pacify the eight wastelands, and unify the country. This is the real man!"

Yan Huang, Zhang Jifeng and Wang Zhiyao nodded in unison. The three of them were deeply touched, especially Yan Huang.

He has seen the majesty of the Great Wall of Starry Sky and understands the weight of the words ‘First Emperor’.

And now you may be able to see the founder of the Great Wall that has protected the ancestral star for thousands of years, or you may be able to see the eternal emperor who has stood in the most conspicuous position in the entire history, and your mood will also be full of excitement!

On the side, Liu Bang swallowed his saliva, his eyes were bright, and he turned to look sideways at the strong man:

"May I ask my brother's name?"

"Xiang Ji, named Yu."

"This is Liu Bang, whose courtesy name is Ji."

Yan Huang and the other three looked sideways in shock, but Liu Bang and Xiang Yu didn't say anything, just watching the imperial chariot approaching.

Waves of power and momentum rolled in, and Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng lowered their heads involuntarily. Even Yan Huang, who had a great level of cultivation, also lowered his head.

But from the corner of his eye, he saw that the strong man on the side was still raising his head, and Liu Bang, who was only at the Jade Building level, did not bow, and his eyes were still bright.

"As worthy of being the founder of the Han Dynasty, and worthy of being the overlord of Western Chu." Yan Huang, who bowed his head, thought silently in his heart.

Just when several people were feeling excited, they saw the farmland not far behind them.

"What do you see?"

The old farmer stared at the approaching imperial chariot and the one hundred thousand black armor, and asked softly.

The young man wearing a bronze mask replied:

"Teacher, I saw the beginning of a magnificent era, a golden age, and a catastrophe."

"You haven't entered this calamity yet. If you turn around and leave now, you should not be stained by the dust." The old farmer said.

Lu Xuan smiled and did not answer, but said:

"Teacher, you know me."

A smile flashed across the old farmer's face:

"Have you thought about it? Entering this calamity as 'Xuanhuang', you are not allowed to wear Taoist robes and Taoist crowns, and you are not allowed to use the [Human Sage] position openly. And this time, even if you face Da Luo, I will not I won’t help you anymore.”

"I've thought about it."

Lu Xuan nodded seriously and picked up the hoe:

"This catastrophe will last for thousands of years. I will make moves and move the chess pieces. I will pass the fire from generation to generation. I will use Qin to raise the army and use people to conquer the sky."

"There is no way ahead." The old farmer said softly: "Teacher, I can tell you that I can see the ending. It is doomed to fail miserably. At least this time, it is doomed to fail miserably."

"Teacher, I know, but Xiaozheng is destined to go on this path. How can I avoid the path I pointed out for him?"

Lu Xuan smiled:

"And you said that this time it is destined to fail miserably. What about next time? What about next time? Failure is just accumulating foundation. Where there is a will, things can happen."

After a pause, he whispered again:

"Besides, as a member of the Taishang lineage, we will not avoid danger when faced with disaster. You taught me this."

The smile on the old farmer’s face became even stronger:

"good."

He thought for a while and then said:

"Great kindness."

A smile also appeared on Lu Xuan's face, but it was covered by the bronze mask.

In a certain Taoist palace, a lame Taoist smiled and said to himself:

"With my temper, what's the point of losing?"

His gaze suddenly became profound, sketching out the plans to kill and conquer, and toying with the ups and downs of all realms:

"Great kindness."

On the side, the blind Taoist squinted his eyes:

"You can talk so grandly even if you lose? Why are you still blaming me, and you still can't forget the years of being a god? I have given you all the chess pieces I made during those years."

After a pause, he said again:

"But you'd better wish for good luck. Xiaoxuan travels to Qin in the name of Xuanhuang and plays chess in his hands. Sooner or later, the emperor will find something wrong."

The lame Taoist curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"So what? Can the Supreme Being really break my other leg? Am I afraid of him?"

"Can you stop shrinking your neck when you say this?"

"Ahem, it's just a conditioned reflex. You should know that I'm not afraid of going too far."

"Then do you dare to say it face to face?"

"Oh, I don't dare."

………………

Just when two Taoists conspired to harm another Taoist.

Mount Tai.

The sea of ​​​​blood rose, then swirled and ended, and Lord Wu An, wearing black armor and a war robe, stepped down on the clouds and bowed to the emperor's chariot.

One hundred thousand black-armored dragons paused in their steps.

A faint majestic sound came from the imperial chariot:

"Why is Mr. Wu An here?"

"The provocateur came here to pursue him. He hid in Mount Tai and could not be captured."

"oh?"

While they were talking, several people who stopped to watch the ceremony not far away on the mountain road were shocked.

"Wu'an Jun" Xiang Yu stared at the man in black armor, his heart beating vigorously and he was dazzled.

Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng also widened their eyes. Lord Wu An is Bai Qi, how could they not know?

But Liu Bang was a little confused and said:

"Chasing the Great Immortal. Is there anyone else on this mountain besides us? What do you think of the Immortal?"

As he said that, he cast a slightly respectful look at Yan Huang, who had a sad face:

"What should I see? I'll run and see!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away, but as soon as he got into the air, he was suppressed by the vast human destiny and stopped in place.

Hundreds of thousands of black armors stepped forward again, and the imperial chariot arrived slowly and stopped on the mountain road. Wu Anjun, who was following the imperial chariot, was gearing up and staring at Yan Huang.

Zhang Jifeng and Wang Zhiyao both swallowed, their hairs stood on end. Although they were not locked by the Qi machine, they were still trembling.

"Run? Why don't you run?" Wu Anjun said with a smile.

Liu Bang and Xiang Yu silently moved to the side, farther away from Yan Huang, while the latter looked sad:

"Idle people in the mountains and wild areas have collided with His Majesty the First Emperor. I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

A majestic voice came from the imperial chariot:

"Are you the big shot who came to my palace ten days ago to pick a fight?"

Xiang Yu and Liu Bang both looked sideways, with astonishment in their eyes as they looked at Yan Huang. Did they go to the Qin Palace to provoke him in person? ?

What courage and courage!

Liu Bang shrank his neck and sighed in his heart: He is worthy of being an immortal!

Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng were both dripping with cold sweat. As for Yan Huang, the look of mourning on his face was even stronger:

"I have been in seclusion for a long time. I am not clear-headed. I don't check for a while. I am definitely not deliberately provoking."

"Is it?"

The middle-aged man sitting upright in the imperial chariot raised his eyelids and looked calmly:

"I will grant Zen today, so I will do it first."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The middle-aged man looked through the trembling Yan Huang and the four men and the bright-eyed Xiang Yu, and saw the young man wearing a bronze mask on the field behind him. His eyes glanced past him, and then he saw a familiar old farmer.

"This is."

The middle-aged man was startled, Lao Li?

wrong!

The First Emperor's eyes widened, it was really that one! !

That, the man with the bronze mask

An incredible guess came to the middle-aged man's mind, and his heart beat vigorously.

And at this time,

Yan Huang's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his heart was complaining endlessly. Well, now he bumped into the real owner.

Turning around, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a nine-dragon mysterious robe and twelve crowns stepping off the imperial chariot.

One Hundred Thousand Black Armors and the mighty Lord Wu An paid homage at the same time:

"His Majesty!!"

The sound is like a heavy drum, causing all kinds of strange phenomena in the sky to roll endlessly!

Yan Huang was sweating profusely, Liu Bang lowered his head and bent his waist, and even Xiang Yu lowered his head.

As for Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng, their minds went blank. They stared blankly at the middle-aged man wearing the Nine Dragons Xuanpao. They felt that it was unreal. Is this the legendary First Emperor?

The middle-aged man who had just wiped out the unification of Liuhe Xing was like a raging fire cooking oil. Just a wisp of Qi leaked, making several people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of Lord Wu An, the middle-aged man stepped forward. With every step closer, the look of mourning on Yan Huang's face became more intense.

When he came closer, Yan Huang couldn't help it anymore:

"His Majesty the First Emperor."

However, the middle-aged man ignored him. In full view of everyone, he passed a few people and walked to the field next to the thatched house.

Above the clouds in the sky, there are figures of people, and immortals and gods stand tall, all overlooking Mount Tai.

Taibai Jinxing stroked his long beard and said doubtfully:

"What is this person doing?"

The fat Marshal Tianpeng shook his head in confusion, looked to the side, and asked respectfully:

"Li Tianwang, what do you think?"

Li Jing frowned and shook his head:

"How do I know? Taibai, look at that old farmer, does he look familiar?"

"Let me take a look." Taibai lowered his gaze and said in surprise: "It looks familiar."

Before they finished speaking, the two immortals suddenly fell into a trance, and the familiar feeling disappeared.

Next to the side, the pure ancient Buddha covered in glazed light strolled over and asked:

"You two, if Ying Zheng really doesn't sue the immortals and Buddhas, what will happen?"

The two immortals who were in a daze came back to their senses and shook their heads together. Li Jing said:

"Let's take a look first."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to Mount Tai again.

On Mount Tai, in the fields.

The middle-aged man stared at the young man with the bronze mask on his face. He could see the other person's eyes. In those eyes, he saw... relief?

That’s right, it’s a relief!

The middle-aged man shuddered.

At this time, in the confused eyes of Yan Huang and others,

The young man wearing a bronze mask made a salute and said warmly:

"Xuanhuang, a common man, has met His Majesty the First Emperor."

Xuanhuang?

The immortal Buddha in the sky frowned, what a big name, how dare this mortal dare to name it so casually?

The middle-aged man's lips were trembling, dark and yellow? Isn’t he his adopted father-in-law?

He looked at the relief in the young man's eyes, which was just like the way he looked at Fusu. Absolutely!

But why did the adopted father-in-law wear a mask and change his name to Xuanhuang? ?

Do you not want to reveal your identity?

That being the case

In deathly silence,

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and suddenly saluted in front of countless people and immortals.

"Father Zhong, you used to live in seclusion in Mount Tai."

The moment he finished speaking, Duke Mu of Qin, who was far away in Xianyang and was presiding over the overall situation, suddenly felt a chill behind his back. He looked around suspiciously, but found nothing.

"Why do I have a bad premonition?" He muttered, trying to deduce according to his innate spiritual awareness, but found that the cause and effect of seniority between himself and Zheng'er were suddenly confused, and he became furious:

"What Fang Xiaoxiao is scheming?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Mugong saw in a trance a Taoist man entrenched at an infinite height, holding a jade Ruyi in his hand, and his whole body was dark and dark.

Taoists are born with one eye, and in their eyes are all the causes and effects of all worlds.

Immediately, the chaotic cause and effect was straightened out. Duke Mu of Qin woke up and calculated again, but found nothing. Everything was normal, as if the previous confusion of cause and effect was just an illusion.

"That was just now..." He became surprised and uncertain.

This side of Mount Tai.

There was deathly silence at first, and then, above the clouds, the immortal officials and officials were in an uproar.

"Father Zhong?" Taibai Jinxing was stunned and tried to deduce, but was blocked by the heavy human destiny and immediately said in confusion:

"When did the First Emperor have a second father?"

Li Jing frowned, summoned his clairvoyant eyes and ears, and asked:

"Do you know about this?"

The two immortals smiled bitterly at first, and then the clairvoyant bowed respectfully:

"Replying to King Li Tian, ​​the First Emperor's human destiny is so profound that it can only be compared to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in ancient times. My eyes and ears are blocked, and I can occasionally glimpse something, so I don't know the origin of this Xuanhuang."

On the side, the ancient Buddha, whose body was as pure as glass, opened his eyes and said calmly:

"It's a bit interesting, but it's nothing special. This Xuanhuang has no humane luck, so it's insignificant, but it seems that the First Emperor respects him very much."

As he spoke, he smiled slightly:

"In this case, I have some ideas."

When the immortals and Buddhas were discussing, they were on Mount Tai.

Zhang Jifeng and Wang Zhiyao were both stunned, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

The hundred thousand black armors were breathing rapidly, Wu Anjun stood up suddenly, and Yan Huang staggered, his mouth wide open in a daze.

What?

Zhong. Zhongfu? ?

Who is Zhongfu? Who is whose father-in-law? ? ?

Countless people looked around blankly, but the old man in the simple carriage next to the imperial chariot seemed to have guessed something, and his eyes widened.

At this time, I saw the young man wearing a bronze mask smiling and saying:

"Yes, I have lived in seclusion in Mount Tai for many years. I was not able to see you sweeping across the world with my own eyes, but it is my fault."

Lu Xuan followed the current and said again:

"However, I can watch you confer Zen here with my own eyes, which is very, very good."

"Father Zhong."

The eyes of this eternal emperor who wiped out all the princes and kingdoms in the world were red.

He trembled his lips:

"Father Zhong, you."

"I've been staying in Mount Tai for a long time, and I want to go out and have a look." Lu Xuan said with a smile: "Go and do what you should do. After becoming a Zen monk, I will go to Xianyang to find you."

Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up and his heartbeat quickened slightly. Although he didn't understand why his adopted father-in-law did this, he knew there must be a reason. He also knew that the gods and Buddhas in the sky were paying attention to this place, so no clues could be discerned.

Immediately, Ying Zheng took a deep breath and saluted again:

"Zheng, I sincerely ask Father Zhong to go to the Fengchan platform together!"

"Yes." Lu Xuan smiled and nodded, walking side by side with Ying Zheng towards the imperial chariot.

When he came to Yan Huang and the others, Lu Xuan paused, with a bad taste in his heart. He looked at the demented old Yan and said with a smile:

"I would like to thank Immortal Yan for guiding me in my practice these days."

Guide practice? ?

Ying Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Huang with a look of uncertainty.

The latter's old face turned red. Although he didn't know who this [Xuanhuang] was, how he suddenly transformed into the father-in-law of the First Emperor.

But when I think about my words and actions in the past few days, they might open up a path for spiritual practice, provide me with immortality, or give me a glimpse of the door to immortality.

He couldn't help but dig his toes, causing a tiny crack to appear on the ground.

Lu Xuan looked strange. This was Mount Tai, one of the top sacred mountains in the world. The sand and gravel were harder than the Immortal Gold Iron.

As expected of Lao Yan!

After unable to help but smile, Lu Xuan glanced sideways and said:

"This Immortal Yan is my old friend."

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, thought for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It seems that I misunderstood before. Is the Immortal willing to serve in the court?"

Lao Yan's eyelids twitched, his heart was filled with joy, and he wanted to dive into the ground. A smile that looked uglier than crying appeared on his face:

"Your Majesty invites you, how dare you refuse?"

As he spoke, he looked at the mysterious young man wearing a bronze mask and laughed twice:

"I have offended many people before, but I still look up to my seniors."

Lu Xuan quickly waved his hand, after all, this was his future father-in-law, and immediately said with a smile:

"There is no need for Immortal Yan to discuss it further in Xianyang after conferring Zen status like this."

"Yes." Yan Huang quickly bowed.

Lu Xuan nodded, followed Ying Zheng forward side by side, declined the invitation to ride in the imperial chariot, and said with a smile:

"Isn't there a frame?"

On the side, the confused Wu Anjun came to his senses. He looked at the masked young man strangely and said:

"His Majesty's treasure is in the carriage."

"Since you are your Majesty's father-in-law, it is a great honor to ride with me." An old voice came from the carriage, and some immortals and Buddhas in the sky cast their gazes, and immediately made a sound of surprise.

"Who is sitting in this carriage?" Taibai frowned: "I can't see clearly."

"It should be Ying Zheng's back-up man?" Li Jingning said: "He should know that it will be difficult to be kind today, so he must have made preparations."

While the immortals and Buddhas were chatting, Lu Xuan smiled and climbed onto the simple carriage.

Then, the emperor's chariot and carriage moved slowly again, and the hundred thousand black armor stepped forward again, heading towards the Zen Fengdai on the top of the mountain under the blank stares of Yan Huang and others.

After the imperial chariot and one hundred thousand black armors had gone away,

Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng looked at each other belatedly, still a little stunned. The former swallowed his saliva and said blankly:

"Does this count as ignorance of real people?"

"Forget it." Zhang Jifeng smiled bitterly, and then his expression became serious, almost exclaiming: "The father-in-law of the First Emperor."

He really couldn't connect the first emperor's father-in-law with the young man who was hoeing the ground. The gap between them was too big and it seemed extremely unreal.

After being silent for a long time, Xiang Yu was the first to come to his senses and said thoughtfully:

"I will go to the top of the mountain to watch the ceremony first. Do you want to go with me?"

After a pause, he looked at Yan Huang, who was still in a daze:

"This is Immortal Yan?"

Yan Huang twitched the corner of his mouth, and another fine crack opened on the ground. Xiang Yu's eyes lit up when he saw it:

"Surely, this Immortal Yan has a good level of cultivation. The solid stone of Mount Tai is even better than the Immortal Gold and Divine Iron. Immortal Yan can't even stamp his feet without causing the stone surface to crack."

Yan Huang held his breath in his chest and changed the topic:

"If we don't reach the top, I'm afraid Feng Chan will start!"

Everyone came to their senses and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

After they also left, the old farmer, who seemed to be subconsciously ignored by everyone, smiled, took the hoe, and leisurely returned to the thatched house.

………………

East China Sea.

The two figures collided one after another, and every time they met, they caused big waves and shattered the sky.

"What kind of monster are you!" The Great God of Santan Haihui held the Qiankun Circle and stepped on the Hot Wheel, glaring and asking.

Nezha rolled his eyes:

"You are the monster. No, you are not a monster."

With that said, he also held the Qiankun Circle and once again fought against the Three Altar Sea Gods, causing a storm on the bank of the East China Sea.

The more they fought, the braver they became, and they fought to the very depths of the East China Sea, where there was no trace of the fairy.

During the battle, suddenly the clouds in the sky suddenly drooped, and the water from the East China Sea rose up in a mighty manner, standing on the sea surface and connecting with the clouds, presenting a grand scene.

"This is..." The Great God of Santan Haihui stopped, confused and confused.

Nezha said with some nostalgia:

"This is when the First Emperor of Qin began to enshrine Zen in Mount Tai. Visions appeared in all directions, clouds in the sky drooped, water stood on all four seas, true dragons sang, phoenixes sang, and unicorns emerged."

After a pause, he chuckled, looked at his 'past' self, and asked:

"Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?" The Great God of Santan Haihui asked cautiously.

Nezha has a profound meaning:

"This means that the number of days will be temporarily chaotic. It is impossible to calculate and deduce, and no immortal will pay attention to us. They all ran to see Mount Tai."

As he spoke, his aura surged, the Universe Circle was thrown, and his great power manifested.

The Great God of Santan Haihui was shocked and wanted to resist, but was knocked unconscious by the Qiankun Circle as soon as he met him.

Nezha curled his lips and muttered:

"Why was I so weak before?"

He has experienced more than a hundred thousand years and several more catastrophes. At this time, whether it is magical powers or realm, he has long surpassed himself at this time.

After suppressing the unconscious Santan Haihui Master into his acupoints, Nezha smiled:

"Now I can go back to heaven."

As he spoke, he swayed and galloped in the direction of Mount Tai.

………………

At this moment, Mount Tai.

Around the Fengchan platform, drums beat, horns shook the sky, and a hundred thousand black armor served as a guard of honor.

On the simple bicycle frame, Lu Xuan glanced sideways:

"Sage Kong, I will go down first to observe the ceremony."

Kong Zhongni nodded lightly:

"Mr. Xuan, please go."

As he spoke, he silently performed a disciple salute.

It is self-evident and tacit.

Lu Xuan smiled, stepped off the carriage, and stood in front of the Fengchan platform. He watched Ying Zheng ascend the Fengchan platform step by step. Every time he stepped on the steps, thousands of strange phenomena appeared.

He felt like witnessing history, but suddenly realized that he was history.

Meanwhile, heaven.

Marshal Tianpeng asked cautiously:

"Li Tianwang, now we."

"Don't worry yet." Li Jing frowned, looked at the ancient Buddha aside, bowed respectfully, and asked:

"What now?"

Medicine Master Wang Fo opened his eyes, pondered for a long time, and said calmly:

"Let's take a look first, but we can't just wait for Xuanhuang, whom Ying Zheng respects very much. Do you think it would be helpful if I could convert him?"

Degree?

Li Jing was stunned and said hesitantly:

"It's difficult, isn't it? He is by Ying Zheng's side, and Ying Zheng's humanitarian situation is overwhelming."

"Just use stupid methods." Medicine Master Wang Fo said calmly.

"A stupid way? What is a stupid way?"

"That is, I don't use the Sanskrit Buddha method to save me, but I sneak a trace of my will into his spirit, and then replace the person in the best memory in his heart with my true appearance. This is also a method of saving him."

Medicine Master Wang Fo smiled:

"Although this method is cumbersome and clumsy, the advantage is that it is silent and does not require entering the inner sea and spiritual world, so it does not cause any ripples."

After that, he stretched out his hand a little, and a trace of true spirit mixed with spiritual will floated down silently and penetrated into the head of the young man wearing the mask.

"It's done." Medicine Master Wang Fo said calmly.

And at the same time.

Lu Xuan felt a warning sign in his heart and sensed that a disaster was coming. His eyes suddenly blurred and he unconsciously recalled his past memories.

Memories passed by quickly, and finally settled, and I was immersed in it involuntarily.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's trumpet sounded, and in a daze, Lu Xuan raised his head and saw himself as a child.

When I was a child, I was cooking in the storage room.