The Great Tao Chronicle

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Through the Taiji scroll, the spiritual rain that evolved from the slow rotation of the world and the earth came down.

As if the Tianhe River burst its banks, the spiritual rain quickly poured all over the cave.

Immediately, the cave began to change.

The mountains are rising, the ground is getting thicker, the vegetation has ushered in a wave of skyrocketing, and the green shades cover the mountains and rivers everywhere.

It didn't seem to take long before and after, the aura in the cave filled with more than ten times.

The cave is growing.

“Tai Chi...”

In the misty rain, Xuanji sighed softly and became more and more certain in her heart.

There are many ten major sects in Dongzhou, three holy places, and many ways to avoid calamity and transcend calamity, but there are only a few sects that can actually absorb the power of calamity and cultivate the cave in the process of transcending calamity.

And that, all of them are secret magic powers that only a very few people can practice.

The Taiji map transforms the aura of doom, and the cave is slowly growing. This scene is undoubtedly shocking, but Zheng Longqiu and the others are a little numb.

Several people's hearts were filled with heavy setbacks, and faintly, they felt a deep level of despair.

The way forward, no more...

......

"Whoo~"

Tianjiao City, Ninth City District, in a yard at the corner of a secluded alley, An Qisheng spit out a bloody, dignified breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the divine light in his eyes seemed to be gushing out.

The calamity of the cave is different from the heavenly punishment of the human world. The latter is the intention of heaven to target foreign inspirations, and the killing of the five monks. The former is just the spontaneous operation of heaven and earth.

The two are equally terrifying, but the former has the possibility of grabbing good fortune from it.

After a calamity in the cave, his true form has grown, and his physique has also improved slightly, but his true form and physique have already reached a very high level.

The slight progress is comparable to the 20 years of penance by ordinary masters of the realm of ten thousand laws.

"It's time to practice other realms."

An Qisheng thought in his heart.

He has no obsession with cultivating several realms at all, because his 'Tai Chi' is the foundation, and all the other methods and Taos are the nourishment for 'Tai Chi'.

Whether it is one realm or nine realms, whichever is better, just cultivate whichever one is better.

All he needs to care about is whether the timing is right. He didn't cultivate spiritual signs before because, for him, cultivating only one level would be more effective.

At this time, the true form has reached a certain height, and it is necessary to learn from the analogy, and then you can practice the spiritual form.

"jiji~"

At this time, there was a squirming in the chest, and the 'chicken cub' kept calling out, sticking out its small head.

With An Qisheng's protection, this little guy seemed to be very daring, and after eating the eggshell in his chest, he couldn't stop screaming at this time, but he was hungry.

"You little guy."

An Qisheng nodded his little head, although this little guy is not a madman Yan, but in a sense, it is a continuation of Yan madman's life information.

Even if he fails to rescue Yan Kuangtu one day, this little guy is alive, at least it means that Yan Kuangtu has left his own traces in this world.

"Tuk~tuk~"

This little guy was unequivocal at all. He raised his head and pecked An Qisheng's finger, obviously very hungry.

This is also inevitable.

In the final analysis, this golden-winged Dapeng was only a drop of blood, and it was spawned by him. The source of the depletion is no better than when he first came to this world.

If you leave it alone, you can starve to death in at least half a day.

"Crack~"

An Qisheng turned his finger over and knocked on its little head. He couldn't get used to the habit of eating everything.

Get up and leave the courtyard.

The newborn golden-winged Dapeng's favorite food is not spirit grass, spirit rice, and spirit pills, but the flesh of spirit beasts, and the flesh of spirit beasts with 'dragon energy'.

Of course he didn't have this.

The useless Taoist Dongtian has been baptized for more than 20,000 years. Although part of the essence has been preserved because of the engraved stone tablet, there is no spiritual beast.

"Little guy~"

Zhu Dahai, who was staring at the door and waiting for the guests to come, wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled naively.

"Come out with me."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhu Dahai, a burly man who was originally bloated.

This silly fat man didn't know how many kinds of messy pills he had eaten. Although he didn't die due to his powerful bloodline advantage, it also affected his bloodline's continued awakening.

It also poisoned the brain that was not working well.

As soon as the erysipelas disappeared, although he was still simple and honest at this time, there was a bit of aura in his eyes, not as stupid as before.

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded again and again, as if eager to see other people.

Fear of communication, and desire to communicate.

An Qisheng took out the 'chicken cub' and handed it to Zhu Dahai, who hurriedly stretched out his big hands to catch it with saliva at the corner of his mouth: "Eat, eat?"

"You can't eat this."

An Qisheng was not bothered either, and nodded his head with a smile: "Remember."

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded seriously: "Don't eat, don't eat."

"Tuk~tuk~"

He nodded and wiped his saliva, but the little guy drooled when he smelled his breath. Dapeng is famous all over the world for eating dragon meat.

Zhu Dahai, who has the blood of the 'Pig Dragon', is of course more tempted to him than An Qisheng.

However, Zhu Hai's skin is rough and fleshy, even if he falls into the magma, he is just taking a bath. Of course, this little guy can't hurt him in the slightest.

......

Tianjiao City is the imperial capital of Tianding Kingdom. It is even more prosperous than Dingtian City. The nine major urban areas are progressively advanced. The closer it is to the center, the more prosperous it is.

The Ninth City District seems to be the same as the Blue Ocean City. Most of them are ordinary people, and most of them are restaurants and inns. The most popular ones are rouge gouache, cloth and many meat dishes.

After walking for dozens of miles, I came to the eighth city, but it was completely different.

Ordinary people on the street still occupy the majority, but there are more monks, and unlike other cities, they do not communicate with each other.

The relationship between ordinary people and monks in this city is much more harmonious.

There are monks who sell spiritual medicines, there are ordinary people who buy them, there are monks who walk the streets and alleys to sell them, and there are ordinary people who sit on the sixth floor of the restaurant, eat the meat of spirit beasts and drink the wine.

And those who shuttle on the street are no longer the horses, exotic beasts, and spirit beasts in ordinary cities, but vehicles running on special streets.

"The law is for civilian use, and people and monks live in harmony. That Emperor Tianding has some meaning."

An Qisheng stopped to watch, there were thousands of pictures flowing in his eyes, and everyone in the entire city seemed to be flickering in his eyes.

All the information about the city was captured in an instant.

The Ninth City District is only newly built, while the Eighth City District has been developed for over a hundred years.

The only thing that is the same is the dense pattern and texture that far exceeds that of any city.

Countless major formations, with the blessing of textures, have created this impregnable Tianjiao City, unless there is the power to shatter the entire Tianjiao City with one blow.

Otherwise, it is impossible to damage every brick in the city.

This means that under the power, no one can be presumptuous in this city with strong restrictions, and above the power, dare to take action.

It is time to face the Tianding Emperor, who is known as the most powerful contemporary in Dongzhou.

The existence of this statue that can survive the pursuit and killing of Litian Holy Land, and even become emperor, is not something ordinary people can afford.

Hearing the sound of hawking in his ears, An Qisheng paced into the city.

Two rows of high-rise buildings stand, and the 'Yibao Pavilion', 'Shenbingfang' and 'Fa Restaurant' are lined up like a blue water city. The tall buildings are set off on both sides by countless vendors who move around nimbly.

Here, medicinal pills are also the mainstream currency, but it is not the 'True Form Pill' and the 'Fa Xiang Pill' in other places, but the 'Tian Ding Pill'!

Anyone who wants to trade in Tianjiao City must use Tianding Pill.

Tianjiao City is also the only city in Dongzhou that does not use the 'true form' of all common medicinal pills as currency, but it also involves the enmity between Tianding Emperor and the three holy places.

But even if Emperor Tianding is so tyrannical, only Tianjiao City where he is located can do so.

The three holy places remain unshakable.

"This daoist, I have a channel here to exchange for 'Tian Ding Dan' with lower procedures, do you need it?"

A sneaky boy in a cloak came to An Qisheng's side and whispered.

"Oh?"

An Qisheng glanced at the young man. It seemed that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com had just condensed his true form, but his breath was unstable, and it seemed that he was pushed up with a medicinal pill.

"In Tianjiao City, we are the only ones who can exchange 'Tianding Pill' privately."

The boy spoke in a low voice.

"Yes?"

An Qisheng was noncommittal, glanced at the young man lightly, and walked to the 'spiritual meat pavilion' beside the road.

Of course he doesn't have a 'Heavenly Cauldron Pill', but there are a lot of various medicinal pills on the more than ten masters of all methods in his cave.

There are also millions of Tian Ding Dan.

Buying this street is a bit exaggerated. Buying half of the street is not a big problem.

There is a weakened array in Tianjiao City, which can move and walk within a radius of 30,000 miles of Tianjiao City. Although it is not very useful to the big monks, for ordinary people, some small monks who have condensed their true forms are naturally very useful. of.

Because of the convenience of walking, Tianjiao City has a large number of fresh meat preparations.

You know, this is spirit beast meat.

There are many kinds of spiritual meat in the Spiritual Meat Pavilion, but An Qisheng needs the most meat with dragon energy.

This, thanks to the character of the 'old dragon king', has spread all over the world, and there are tens of millions of heirs alone, which have been passed down from generation to generation, even if many people have the breath of the dragon.

So many thousands of years later, dragon meat has become the most common delicacy among monks in the world. This is something that the 'old dragon king' never thought of.

I randomly selected some and fed the little golden-winged Dapeng who was waiting to be fed.

After buying tens of thousands of catties of various dragon meat at random, An Qisheng went out and turned left, instead of walking down the street, he went to an alley.

Zhu Dahai scratched his head, as if he felt something, but seeing that An Qisheng ignored him, he could only follow.

After a while, An Qisheng came to a quiet courtyard.