Chapter 348 [I, Xuandu, have long been a Taoist] In the expedition against Ziwei, not only did the saints come to the mortal world, but there was also a large army accompanying them. When eradicating the big sect, several saints were not as shameless as Lin Xian, who was willing to bully the weak. At this time, the family members who followed and the holy army's iron cavalry played a role. On the one hand, they can hunt down the remnants of the great sects for the saints, and on the other hand, they must also see the front line of war and go through the baptism of blood and fire to hone a group of heavenly soldiers and generals that can conquer the universe. Only the best among the holy places, aristocratic families, and dynasties are qualified to be incorporated into the ranks of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals and become the imperial guards of heaven. Warships flew across the sky, strange beasts roared, and the sound resounded throughout the mountains and rivers, raising a cloud of dust that startled the boy in the Taoist temple below. "Who dares to break into my Xuandu Cave Bajing Palace?!" Just then, a boy with red lips and white teeth flew over and shouted, "How dare you disturb my master's meditation?" As soon as these words were spoken, the army of Heaven fell silent, and the saints all looked as if they had seen a ghost. This was not the boy's cultivation. They could all see that this was a great demon that was subdued by the Bajing Palace and transformed into a boy. Any heavenly general among the 100,000 heavenly soldiers can kill him, so there is no need to worry. What really made everyone's heart tremble were those few words. Eight Views Palace! Ye Fan murmured, breaking the silence: "It is said that the place where Laozi lives is the Eight Scenery Palace of Daluotian Xuandu Cave..."
"One of the nine great celestial masters of the mythological era." The old madman raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Could it be the inheritance of the celestial master of morality?" "It should be the one from the ancient star of prehistoric times." Among all the saints, only the old man of the human demon was about to become a quasi-emperor. He was somewhat calm just now, squinting his eyes and recalling the past, saying: "In the ancient times, the Ziwei Emperor Star did not have the Taoist tradition of the Eight Scenery Palace." Laozi's Taoism is more terrifying than Tianzun's Taoism. Tianzun has already passed away, but Li Er is still alive! The Eight Scenery Palace in Xuandu Cave only looks like a few palaces and tiles. It is just an ordinary sect. The army of heaven can sweep it away at any time. But the question is, what happens after the horizontal push? What if you demolish the Bajing Palace and destroy my Taoist lineage? What if a few days later, a quasi-emperor of the ninth heaven, who has attained enlightenment and whose corpse can communicate with spirits and who can be called the Supreme, Li Er, comes to have a heart-to-heart talk with you? The saints remained silent and the heavenly soldiers did not move. They knew that the Ziwei Emperor Star had a profound foundation, but they did not expect the water to be so deep. As soon as I went out, I came across the inheritance of Tianzun. When a wolf is hit by a stick, both ends are afraid. The saints are afraid of Li Er. The four quasi-emperors on earth are all supreme first-class figures. They have just witnessed the style of Sakyamuni not long ago. How could they underestimate Laozi. "You, who are you..." The Taoist boy guarding the gate was totally frightened. He had never seen so many powerful men, kings, and the several big figures sitting high on the warship. Could they be the legendary sages? In the Daojian era, although Ziwei was not as suppressed as Beidou, there were kings in the world, but there had not been a saint for thousands of years. Sages were an ancient legend. "Who are we? We are from the Heavenly Court. I have some connection with Laojun." Lin Xian laughed, took a step forward, and said loudly: "In fact, I am also a Taoist!" "Heaven? Master, help me!" The Taoist boy cried out in a strange voice, with an incredible look in his eyes, and he couldn't help wanting to escape. "Where are you going, Tong'er?" Lin Xian smiled slightly, and with a casual pinch, he caught the Taoist child who was transformed from a big monster. The realm of Half-Step Dao Killing was not good enough in Beidou, but in Ziwei Star, where there was no imperial weapon and the saint had secluded himself from the world, he was a first-class strong man in the world. "Tell your master to come out and pay respect to the Emperor of Heaven. Today is the day for the lineage of Laojun to return to Heaven." "My master is in seclusion." The Taoist boy was extremely frightened and tremblingly said, "Only the second master Yin Tianzhi is in charge of the Taoist temple." "The last name is Yin? Could it be the lineage of Yin Xi, the Immortal Wenshi?" Lin Xian glanced sideways, gazing at the mountains and rivers, questioning the Taoist boy while examining the Holy Land of Taiqing.
According to legend, Laozi's Taoist temple has beautiful mountains, dancing magical birds, red cliffs and strange rocks, and waterfalls. Ganoderma lucidum grows on the steep cliffs and under the sheer cliffs, and is surrounded by auspicious clouds. This piece of pure land is not very big. It is just a place for spiritual practice, not a holy place. Only a few people practice here. It is indeed in line with Lao Tzu's tradition of valuing quality over quantity. "Who are you and why did you capture my boy?" "My eldest brother has only been in seclusion for a year, and someone is already impatient and wants to take over the Bajing Palace?! The noise of fighting outside was so loud that it startled a young man in the Bajing Palace. He was seen walking towards them with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, wearing a five-colored dragon robe and a purple gold crown on his head. He looked majestic, like a king descending to the earth, with extraordinary blood and energy, and was actually at the second level of immortality. It was Yin Tiande, the successor of Laozi, and his younger brother Yin Tianzhi. "What do you mean by planning to attack Bajing Palace?" Lin Xian laughed, bowed, and said leisurely: "I am Xuandu, a guest of Bajing Palace for a long time. According to seniority, you should call me Grandmaster." "You haven't yet accepted the Daode, so you can only be considered a nominal disciple. I call you brother, come out and answer my question." Yin Tianzhi stepped out of the Pure Land and was stunned when he saw the mighty warships of the Heavenly Court. When he heard Lin Xian claim to be a Taoist, he could not help but retort subconsciously: "On Ziwei Star, only my eldest brother has inherited the Eight Scenery Palace of the Great Purity Holy Land. Where did you come from, a wild Taoist?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Tianzhi's face turned pale. He was used to being unruly because of his brother's reputation and always spoke impolitely. But the murderous heavenly warship in front of him will not tolerate him. "kill!!!" Countless heavenly soldiers roared, hundreds of heavenly generals scolded, and the barbarian warriors who once crushed the royal family of Beiyuan glared, emitting murderous aura one after another. The aura was so strong that it made the meteorites in the starry sky shake. "Wild Taoist, haha... I've also been to the Great Leiyin Temple and met Sakyamuni, but even the Buddha never scolded me like this." "But I didn't expect to be humiliated like this in front of Bajing Palace." "You have not cultivated your morals after all. Seeing you wearing dragon robes and enjoying wealth and splendor, you don't look like a pure cultivator at all." Lin Xian attacked fiercely, like a peerless king, crushing mountains and rivers, shocking heaven and earth, and the terrifying aura made Yin Tianzhi change color. Although he is comparable to the Holy Lord and is invincible in Ziwei, Lin Xian's fighting power is already on par with the King of Zhan Dao. The above attacks were made, the battle went smoothly, there was no suspense at all, and it was crushed like a rotten wood. "My brother Yin Tiande has the potential to become an immortal. You can't treat me like this!" Yin Tianzhi roared. All his secret techniques were useless and Lin Xian easily shattered them. He thought he was no match for his opponent, so he fled while bringing up his brother. Three auspicious clouds appeared above his head, and then three fairy lights burst out from his crown, constantly transforming and evolving towards the human body. The three fairy lights merged with the auspicious clouds and transformed into three Yin Tianzhi statues, which killed Lin Xian. One Qi becomes three pure ones! Yin Tianzhi hoped that his three incarnations could stop Lin Xian and buy some time for him to escape back to the Holy Land of Taiqing. Inside the Xuandu Cave, a huge amount of blazing light rushed up, and a complex array pattern emerged. At the same time, a void realm opened up, revealing a new world. At the deepest part is an ancient palace, simple and natural, which is the Bajing Palace. "As long as we escape into the Bajing Palace, there is hope of survival!" Yin Tianzhi roared in his heart, his eyes burning with the light of hope.
"If it weren't for Laojun's consideration and some connection, the saint would have pushed it away long ago. You want to leave? You can leave." Lin Xian said calmly. He pushed the Taoist cap slightly and performed the world version of the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones. The innate qi spurted out, and the Tao returned to the void, involving the past, future, and present three bodies. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into three Taoists and entangled with Yin Tianzhi's three incarnations. With just one strike, two of the incarnations disappeared with a pop sound and turned into two balls of pure air again. Only one incarnation was left struggling to hold on, but it did not last long and was shattered after a dozen strikes. "One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones!" The captured Taoist boy's eyes narrowed and he said in a lost voice: "How can you do that?" "I've already said that I'm from heaven." Lin Xian said leisurely, and smiled calmly, "The Yin family's One Breath Transformed into Three Pure Ones is female, and my One Breath Transformed into Three Pure Ones is male. Your female one will not work when you see my male one." The Taoist boy felt like he was going crazy. What's male or female? Are there gender distinctions in scriptures and magic these days? "Golden Horn and Silver Horn are much calmer than you." Lin Xian shook his head, casually threw the big demon Taoist child in front of the mountain gate, and said leisurely: "You are still a little shallow in Taoism to guard the Bajing Palace. You should be two saints at least." Then, amid the extremely horrified, stunned and puzzled gazes of the Taoist boy and Yin Tianzhi, Lin Xian ignored the numerous restrictions of the Taiqing Holy Land and walked in. "After all, you are not my true successor. Your character is still too bad." "Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided." Lin Xian crossed the mountain gate and grabbed Yin Tianzhi as if he were a chick, but he did not kill him painfully. He used the magical power of the Five Finger Mountain to press him down on a towering mountain, then looked up into the depths of the Taiqing Holy Land. The Bajing Palace was shrouded in purple air, making it hazy and impossible to see through. It seemed that there was an ancient king sitting in it, but it was difficult to see the truth. Compared to the frivolous Yin Tianzhi, Yin Tiande is the true successor of Laozi. Based on the eight forbidden areas, he is the first genius among the younger generation to demonstrate the divine forbidden areas. Compared to Wang Teng’s so-called reincarnation of an ancient emperor with the potential to be an emperor, Yin Tiande is more like a young emperor. Possessing the divine forbidden realm means that one has touched the Dao Fruit of the Great Emperor; having an admission ticket to the Emperor's Road Competition means that even if one meets the true reincarnation of an ancient emperor, one will be able to fight against him. Now even his brother has been captured alive, but Yin Tiande still has not come out. Or maybe in his mind, the great way is more important than family affection. "Indoors, I refine the elixir by mixing Wu and Ji. The medicine in the furnace takes away the innateness, and I am born as a guest in the Eight Scenery Palace, not counting the tens of thousands of years in the human world." "Legend has it that the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue refines elixirs. I wonder if there are any Nine-Transformation Elixirs left in the Bajing Palace?" Lin Xian spoke slowly, and between his eyes, the golden divine mark on his brow slowly opened, emitting infinite immortal light. It was the martial arts heavenly eye inherited by the Emperor Luan Gu. Nine characters of "Emperor" are imprinted on it, as if the heaven and earth are evolving, the great Dao is chanting scriptures, and it can see through all the realities and illusions in the human world. Only the Great Emperor can fight against the Great Emperor. If you want to understand what I left behind, you must use the true imperial technique. Rays of divine light burst forth, breaking through the layers of purple air. His eyes fell towards the palace. The Bajing Palace was floating in the chaotic air. It seemed to exist in the human world, but it also seemed to be located outside the thirty-third heaven. "open!" Lin Xian shouted loudly, and the third divine eye opened and closed. It was as deep and dark as the dark universe, unfathomable. All the stars of the ages were in it, annihilated and reborn, and in a moment, it seemed as if millions of years had passed. He gazed through the thirty-three heavens, trying to peek into the truth of the eight scenes, and the first scene emerged in the depths of his pupils: the vast ocean; the second scene: the mountains surpassing Kunyue; the third scene: the beauty of Zhonghua; the fourth scene: the radiant moon and sun; the fifth scene: the illusory beauty of Yaoguang; the sixth scene: the mist and clouds; the seventh scene: the abyss of clouds and rainbows; the eighth scene: the falling star river; the ninth scene: the chaos of primordial chaos. It was normal that there were nine scenes in the Eight Scenes Palace. In the midst of the chaos, there was actually a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged. He had an ordinary appearance and was not tall. His eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of Yin Tianzhi, whom Lin Xian had just captured. No matter how you look at him, he is an ordinary man, without any temperament of an emperor's son. He is the kind of ordinary person who is hard to find in a crowd.
"It's a bit like Ji Zi, blunting its sharpness, resolving its conflicts, harmonizing its light, and being one with the dust. This is called mysterious unity." Lin Xian whispered something, and Yin Tiande in the Bajing Palace seemed to sense something. He looked up suddenly, and divine light burst out from between his eyes, colliding with the martial arts heavenly eye. Rumble! It was like the creation of chaos, like the beginning of the universe, the thirty-three heavens were rolled out, the aura was extremely terrifying, just like a true king of the way of beheading. "The way of killing is right, the divine ban is right." Lin Xian looked calm, pointed one finger at the sky and the other at the earth, and shouted, "Please come to the world, all the saints!" Before he finished speaking, the battlefield roared, and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals lined up. Saint after saint stood outside the Bajing Palace, but out of respect for Laozi, they did not set foot into the Taiqing Holy Land. Li Er is not an enemy, but one of the most important fighting forces in Heaven. No saint wants to offend him unless it is the last moment. If a younger generation like Lin Xian, who can transform into the Three Pure Ones in one breath, goes in, there will only be some minor conflicts. Even if I want to settle the score later, I can still make some excuses. "Junior Brother Yin..." Lin Xian smiled slightly, pointed at the battleships outside and said, "Either you come out, or they go in." After a brief silence, the gate of the Bajing Palace slowly opened. Yin Tiande did not know the relationship between Laozi and the Heavenly Court. He only saw the horror of the saints. Faced with enlightenment and life, Yin Tiande chose the latter. Only by living can he attain enlightenment and have a hope of winning the throne. "Where are you from, brother?" Yin Tiande walked out of Bajing Palace and asked slowly. "I came from the Heaven, from the Big Dipper, and from the Great Desolation." Lin Xian looked calm and said leisurely, "I also came to save my junior brother. I see that your forehead is black, and you will have a bloody disaster soon." "Disaster? Aren't you the biggest disaster?" Yin Tiande's mouth twitched, and he looked at the saints outside the door, took a deep breath, and patiently asked according to Lin Xian's words: "Where does this disaster come from?" Lin Xian chuckled, but did not elaborate. Instead, he asked, "I heard that the Son of the Moon God Duanmu Ming, the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow Lu Ya, and the Taoist Sanque of the Mingling Changsheng Temple are all sworn brothers of Junior Brother Yin." "That's true." Yin Tiande nodded. "This is the beginning of the catastrophe." Lin Xian said in an extremely cold voice: "All religions must be destroyed!" (End of this chapter)