Chapter 361: The Taoist preaches, the thousand-year-old emperor, his saintly virtue is magnificent, and his power is feared

by all. "Ying Si was afraid that the night would be long and he would have many dreams, so he supervised day and night, and that's how he created such a miracle."

"I am also very curious about such a large formation. Little Wolf, let's set off tomorrow." Yuan Jun explained.

Naturally, Yi Chen had no reason to refuse the invitation from the two men, so he accepted it immediately. Then the two said goodbye and left.

The Tanlang Star Palace fell silent again.

After Yi Chen thought for a while, he immediately called his junior brother Qing Yunzi and told him about leaving.

"Brother, we have enough resources for cultivation. You can spend these on your own." Qing Yunzi looked at the ten bottles of golden essence that Yi Chen pushed over, his eyes almost popped out, his face looked weird, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Junior brother, I don't like the look in your eyes. This is something I earned by cutting with my own ability." Yi Chen raised his thick eyebrows and immediately gave Qing Yunzi a slap on the head.

"But this is too much." Qing Yunzi said with a sad face, covering his head.

"As my junior fellow apprentice of Yichengzi, you don't know how to spend money? What a shame."

"Is one hundred drops of gold essence a lot? It's not even a drop in the bucket of senior brother's wealth. It's just the tip of a drop in the bucket~" Yi Chen put his big hand on Qing Yunzi's head and rubbed it randomly for a while until his Taoist bun turned into a chicken coop, then he stopped with satisfaction.

This damn muscle memory feels good.

"Brother, can we not go? Actually, it's quite good for us to stay in Zizaitian."

After hearing Qing Yunzi's words, Yi Chen's smile faded this time. He twisted Qing Yunzi's shoulder with his big hand like an iron clamp and said solemnly:

"Brother, in a time of great strife, the strong survive and the weak perish."

"Some things you can't avoid just because you want to."

"If my brother doesn't come back, you will be the new master of the Hidden Dragon Temple. If you need help, you can look for Yuan Jun. But you can do things once or twice, but not three times. Human relationships are as thin as paper. You have to stand up. Your biggest support in this world is not my brother, but yourself."

"Tomorrow, I will ask Yuqing Zhenwang and Yuanjun to cast a spell together to change your appearance and conceal your whereabouts. You can go out and gain experience. I will let Ruan'er teach Qingfeng and Mingyue."

"Everything is up to senior brother's arrangements." Upon hearing this, Qing Yunzi's face showed a hint of hope and uneasiness.

The light from the sky shone through the window, casting a large shadow behind the two people and onto the wall, like a little quail snuggling next to a big quail.

After a cup of tea, Yi Chen suddenly called out to Qing Yunzi as he turned and left:

"Junior brother, when you are out in the world, remember not to reveal your identity as my junior brother to anyone, even to the female cultivator you like."

"ah?"

"You are nothing, Senior Brother, this is for your own good, and you must not report the name of Yuan Jun."

Qing Yunzi: “….”

"Senior Brother, what on earth did you do outside?" For some reason, Qing Yunzi felt a strong curiosity in his heart at this moment. He couldn't help but envy Yi Chen's wonderful life.

He also wants to have a wonderful life like his senior brother.

"You will know what Senior Brother did if you ask around. Remember, Master's true legacy is in your hands. Don't be a pushover and let Senior Brother preside over your funeral."

Yi Chen turned his back and waved his hand casually, indicating that Qing Yunzi could leave.

After Qing Yunzi's figure completely disappeared, Yi Chen flashed and immediately came to the bedroom to look for Zhen Ruan.

At this moment, the beauty was putting on makeup in front of the mirror when a pair of strong arms suddenly hugged her slender waist from behind.

The beauty's body stiffened immediately.

This time, Yi Chen did not pull Zhen Ruan to dance the Fish and Dragon Dance, but chatted with her about the day's little things, making Zhen Ruan cry and laugh.

…. … .Time is like a wild donkey, it never stops once it starts running, and another day stretches out.

Three figures suddenly appeared in the blue sky. They were Yi Chen, Yuan Jun and Yuqing Zhenwang.

"Xingjun, it's good for Qingyunzi to stay in Zizaitian. Aren't you afraid that your junior brother will be killed out there?" True King Yuqing joked to Yi Chen.

"The one who can shelter you from the wind and rain can also keep you from seeing the sun. My junior brother is very ambitious and has excellent aptitude. If we don't let him out, he will be ruined." Yi Chen sighed helplessly.

A big tree may die due to wind, rain, frost, cold and sun, but the grass under the tree will never become a tree in its lifetime.

Qing Yunzi has his own path to follow, and he has done the best he can.

And now, he, Yichengzi, is also going to go his own way.

"Yuan Jun, True King, I will go first!"

Yi Chen opened his arms, suddenly laughed out loud, and rode the wind at full speed.

It’s good to go with the wind, across the vast sky, looking down at the mountains and rivers.

He only saw the vast green mountains like the sea and the dawn light as bright as gold.

At this moment, he felt as happy as a dragon returning to the sea or a tiger roaring in the mountains. His whole body was filled with energy and he immediately entered the dark world, rushing towards the distant future with no way back.

When Yuanjun saw this, a pair of crescent-shaped eyes and eyebrows suddenly appeared on the peach blossom mask.

"Okay! Little Wolf, let's compete to see who can fly faster!"

Countless dreamy peach blossoms appeared, lingering around Yuanjun's graceful figure and supporting her as she flew rapidly.

Jade Purity True King stood with his hands behind his back, saying nothing. He then combined his magical powers and rushed forward without showing any sign of weakness.

The three of them flew quickly across the sky, stirring up the clouds, chasing each other, feeling very comfortable. They arrived at Hailong City, the coast of the East China Sea, ten days ahead of schedule, as originally planned for a month.

It was neither rainy nor sunny in Hailong City today. The wind was rustling with a hint of tiredness, and there was a slight fishy smell when it brushed against my face.

Outside Hailong City, there are reefs for thousands of miles, like mountains. Under the erosion of the waves, holes of varying sizes are eroded on the reefs.

However, what attracted Yi Chen's attention at this moment was not the huge stone array and the spectacular sight of thousands of reefs in the sea, but the extremely magnificent half of the "bow" in the distance.

This is a magnificent building that seems to have grown out of nowhere on the continental shelf, as majestic and magnificent as an aircraft carrier in the past.

At the bow of the ship, a ferocious black dragon relief appears and disappears among the waves.

On the deck, twelve huge golden patterns of the formation were flashing with light. Countless black-robed monks were scattered on it like ants, still busy and tense, as if they were inspecting something.

At the front end of the bow, a huge circular platform suddenly emerges.

There are four spiritual symbols guarding it, namely the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger, in the southeast, northwest, and northeast respectively.

Then the four trigrams of Qian (northwest), Gen (northeast), Xun (southeast), and Kun (southwest) from the post-natal Bagua are used to represent the four corners.

The twelve Earthly Branches represent the twelve directions, and together with the eight Heavenly Stems, they form a pattern of twenty-four mountains, which fully captures the wonders of nature and man, and the four poles of the universe are all within the scope of the survey.

"Fuck, this is too cruel."

Yi Chen's pupils shrank, and his figure floated onto the deck. He stomped his feet lightly and found that the materials used on the deck could actually be used to refine ordinary magical weapons.

For a moment, Yi Chen had a more intuitive understanding of the complexity and luxury of the Dongzhou traction formation. No wonder, with the national strength of the Qin Dynasty, it had to involve the sects in the arrangement.

This is still in the visible place. If it is in the invisible place, I don’t know how much more rare treasures would have been thrown in.

"So it is the masters of Zizai Heaven who have come. Please move to Sifang Pavilion. Our Great Qin has already prepared wine and food to welcome you."

"The distinguished people who came before also stayed here."

A middle-aged man in a ochre robe appeared on the deck like a ghost. Yi Chen was stunned for a moment. He sensed that the cultivation level displayed by this man was no less than that of the Red Flower Demon he had killed.

Yi Chen, Yuan Jun and Yuqing Zhenwang looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. It seemed that in order to annex Zhongzhou, Daqin had already revealed part of its strength accumulated over the years.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Daqin did this on purpose to show off its muscles and intimidate the other cultivators.

Led by the middle-aged man, Yi Chen and the other two flew all the way and soon arrived at the Sifang Pavilion where they were staying in Hailong City.

The Sifang Pavilion is square and octagonal, nine stories high and covers a very large area. Since Yi Chen and others are of high status, they naturally live on the ninth floor.

At night, there was wind and rain.

However, the torrential rain could not affect the Sifang Pavilion at all. A transparent barrier blocked the heavy rain, and streams of water flowed down the barrier.

At this moment, inside the largest hall of Sifang Pavilion, all the cultivators were listening attentively to a white-haired Taoist priest performing a ritual and preaching on the stage.

This person was Tai Qingzi, the grand elder of the Supreme Taoist sect and a master of the ninth level of Taoism. Even a rebellious person like Yuanjun would restrain his temper and listen attentively to his sermons.

Yi Chen was the only weirdo in the field. He looked around, ate some spiritual fruits and melon seeds from time to time, and looked bored.

"Damn it, I understand every word that Lao Deng said, but why is it that even the whole thing is so confusing? Nod your heads."

Yi Chen was muttering wildly in his heart and put a spiritual fruit into his mouth. When the juice burst out, he calmed his mind and began to observe the group of cultivators in the field with his mind's eye.

Of course, he was looking at female cultivators. Why would he look at male cultivators? He is not a pervert.

"Tsk tsk, when it comes to legs, Fellow Daoist Lin Luo is still better, Man Duan, the fairy in white in the distance has an elegant temperament, which is really eye-catching. Give her an eight to encourage her."

"Of course, when it comes to broad-mindedness, it has to be our Yuan Jun. There is no one who can fight. I am not targeting anyone. I am saying that all the fairies present here are pleasure-seekers."

Just as Yi Chen was mumbling to himself, the sound of a chime interrupted his thoughts.

The old Taoist with white hair looked at Yi Chen with a smile on his face and said, "Master Yinlong, do you have a different opinion on what I said? Why don't you come up to the stage and express your opinions freely?"

"ah?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

All the cultivators in the field focused their attention on each other, and Yi Chen's hand holding the spiritual fruit suddenly froze in mid-air.

Seeing Yi Chen's look, Lin Luo, wearing a jade hairband, stood up with a smile and said to him, "Senior Taiqingzi, I have asked Taoist Yinlong a similar question before."

"He said that practicing and reciting every day would actually lead to inferiority. The Great Dao comes from self-realization. It can be true or false. How can anyone create a new world by just sitting and discussing the Dao? Who did the Dao Master, Buddha, Lord of Arms, Lord of Demons and others ask for the Dao in the past?"

“Therefore, he never asks others questions, nor does he listen to others’ teachings, fearing that his own teachings will be polluted.”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the cultivators present were moved.

If it were someone else, the other cultivators would simply regard it as a show of grandstanding and would ignore it, but the person who said this was the leader of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly, so the value of his words was naturally different.

Even a considerable number of cultivators deeply agreed with this, believing that only one with such courage and spirit could be worthy of the title of leader of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly.

Tai Qingzi's eyes were clear, without any impurities, and he smiled: "There is a huge age gap between me and you, so I never had the chance to fight you when we were young. I am honored to meet you today. Although we did not fight, you have a firm heart and extraordinary aura."

"My generation is far from being able to achieve this kind of style."

"I am very happy today because I know that my generation has successors."

Tai Qingzi's high evaluation caused a commotion among the cultivators below the stage.

Yi Chen glanced at Lin Luo who was secretly looking at him for credit, and he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Damn, Fellow Daoist Lin Luo, do you still want me to thank you?

If it weren't for Yuan Jun's strong request, Yi Chen also wanted to see the scene of many cultivators sitting and discussing Taoism, he would not have appeared here today.

Just when Yi Chen wanted to say a few words of humility, Ye Qingxue, who had been defeated by Yi Chen before, suddenly stood up and bowed to him, "Please ask Taoist Master Yinlong to come to the stage and explain the Dharma to us."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became even more agitated.

The group of practitioners began to make a commotion.

"Yes, we are not as spiritual and talented as Taoist Master Yinlong, but we need the guidance of senior masters. We would like to ask Taoist Master Yinlong to preach and explain the Dharma to us. We will be grateful."

Yi Chen: “….”

Yi Chen looked at Yuan Jun helplessly, hoping that she could come forward to help him out.

He did know a little bit of Taoism in his previous life, but the problem is that it's not appropriate to talk about Taoism in this kind of occasion.

Damn, Ye Qingxue, you are so good at judging people.

Receiving Yi Chen's eyes, Yuan Jun was very satisfied, and a message of joy immediately sounded in Yi Chen's heart.

"Okay! Little Wolf, you didn't forget Yuan Jun even when you had the chance to show up. It's worth it that Yuan Jun loves you so much."

The peach-blossom masked figure stood up triumphantly, coughed twice, and then said to Yi Chen lightly:

"My fellow Taoists are so enthusiastic. Little Wolf, just tell them a few words about what Yuanjun taught you."

Yi Chen: “….” Okay, okay, okay, let’s play it this way, eh?

Without saying a word, Yi Chen, who had become the center of the storm for no reason, slowly stood up.

Just say it! He walked up to the stage slowly, with a majestic and extraordinary aura. He scanned the entire audience, and finally paused at Lin Luo and Ye Qingxue.

Although he can't preach, this doesn't prevent Master Yi from transforming into a zebra-head and speaking eloquently.

"My fellow Taoists, Senior Taiqingzi has explained the understanding of Taoism much better than I do, so I won't teach you how to do it."

Yi Chen bowed to the white-haired Taoist priest and then continued, "What I want to talk about today is something more important than Taoism."

"That is, the heart."

"Now the world has changed dramatically. The idea of ​​shutting yourself in and unifying the small building and not caring about winter, summer, spring and autumn will only lead to your own destruction."

"The era of great strife is coming. The strong will survive, and the weak will perish. There is no other way. Our opponents are not only Zhongzhou, but we should also set our sights on the wider world and take a broad view of the landscape."

[I have already offended someone to death, so you have to do it, otherwise this is not a good thing. ]

Yi Chen thought of the Evil Snake Queen who died in his hands, and his tone became more sincere.

Another half cup of tea passed.

"Everyone, in this age of great strife, death is death, but death can be as light as a feather or as heavy as a mountain."

"To die on the road of seeking truth and witness the splendor of life is to live up to our nine-foot-tall bodies."

At this moment, impassioned poetry suddenly rang out from the high platform.

"Billions of red dust, billions of colors."

"The river of time is full of waves."

"We will return to heaven and earth with our elegance."

"It is brighter than the moon in the sky!"

"Good! Wonderful! Taoist Yinlong is so courageous!"

The cultivators below the stage looked at Yi Chen's resolute voice, and regardless of whether they agreed or not, they all couldn't help but applaud.

With the help of a bowl of chicken soup, Yi Chen's discussion was safely concluded this time. He nodded to the cultivators, held his head high and walked down the platform, fully demonstrating the value of the Scythe Leader.

For the next ten days, Yi Chen stayed indoors and concentrated on comprehending and perfecting the ninth halberd move.

Because if someone does it again, this bowl of chicken soup will no longer work.

Ten days later, the sky was clear and the air was fresh, with a gentle breeze.

All the cultivators gathered on the 'deck'.

Today is a good day to start the traction formation.

Thirty-two Taoist masters guarded the eight directions, and the Millennium Emperor stood on the high platform of the "bow" with majestic momentum.

The great battle began! Light curtains lit up in the sky, showing the scenes of secret places in various parts of Dongzhou, including the four regions of southeast, northwest, and northeast.

As the monks on the light curtain made their marks one by one, the large formations in various places were activated one after another.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the originally gentle and pleasant weather suddenly turned into a stormy and rainy day.

Countless soldiers knelt down and shouted: "The thousand-year-old emperor, with great virtue and mighty power, shakes the world!"

The shouts came like a tidal wave, the sound stopped the clouds and shook the heavens and the earth! (End of this chapter)