Chapter 371 [Saint's Chariot, Purple Air Coming from the East] Taoism has existed since ancient times, and there were many great sages, such as Laozi and Zhuangzi in the pre-Qin period, the Yan and Huang emperors, Guangchengzi, Chisongzi, and Rongchengzi, all of whom were Taoists. Their Taoist tradition gave rise to various branches, forming the later Taoism, such as the Taoist Tianshi worshipped Laozi, the Lingbao sect worshipped Lingbao Tianzun, the Shangqing sect worshipped Yuanshi Tianzun, the Shushan sect worshipped Chisongzi... After countless years of ups and downs, it was finally divided into two major factions, or two alliances. One is the Zhengyi League, which focuses on talismans, and Longhu Mountain is the recognized ancestral home of Taoism. The other is the Quanzhen Taoism, which focuses on the practice of inner alchemy and rose in the north. For example, the Louguan Taoism passed down by the Great Sage Yin Xi is one of the branches of Quanzhen. Longhu Mountain is divided into two mountains, the inner and outer mountains. All the Taoist temples in the outer mountain have been destroyed, leaving only the Tianshi Mansion. The inner mountain is where true practitioners live. The mountain is majestic, as if it is about to leap up and rush into the sky. Dragons and tigers are entwined and intertwined with each other. In this Dharma Ending Age, there is a faint purple mist steaming, which is rarely seen in the world. Cranes are flying, Taoist children are picking herbs, an old Taoist priest is breathing in and out on the cliffs, and mountains surrounded by purple mist are rising into the sky like stairs leading to heaven. This is one of the true terrains of the earth. The Luotian Grand Ceremony is held here, and I don’t know how many practitioners come and go. "The residence of the earthly immortals, there are thousands of hanging coffins on the cliff."
"It is the burial bones of an immortal." A fat Taoist priest with a ruddy face and a bloated body went deep into the Longhu Mountain. He looked into the distance with his eyes sparkling with excitement and said, "What a great immortal burial site! Even if there are no heavenly immortals, there are earthly immortals buried there!" "This method is comparable to that of Yuan Tianshi, and it almost fooled me." The ancient star of Honghuang is known as the place for raising corpses. It is so extraordinary that not only the emperor's corpse is psychic, but other quasi-emperors and great saints have also followed suit, imitating the trend of the ninety-nine dragon veins to create a terrain for flying immortals and build nine dragon mountains. When Duan De entered the ancient star, he was like a mouse falling into a rice jar. He was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He carried out a lot of archaeological research. For the terrain that he couldn't chew, he recorded it and handed it over to the Heavenly Court, waiting for subsequent development. "Going into a mountain of treasures and returning empty-handed is not what I, Duan, would do." Duan De looked at Xiaolong Mountain with drooling eyes, but was unwilling to give several layers of treasure to the Heavenly Court. He immediately ran around anxiously near Longhu Mountain, attracting the attention of countless monks who attended the meeting. "That thief Taoist, get out of the way. Didn't you see the disciples of the Great Xia Dragon Bird Family coming?!" The descendants of the Daxia Longque branch spoke in a haughty manner, as if they regarded Longhu Mountain as their own dojo. This attracted countless discussions, and many practitioners were discussing why the Great Xia Dragon Bird lineage was so domineering. Although they were descendants of the four great demon gods and were very powerful, it was impossible for them to fight against the entire cultivation world. "You don't know yet." A Taoist from the Quanzhen Sect lowered his voice and said, "The main lineage of the Great Xia Dragon Bird seems to have welcomed back an old senior. It is said that he is a powerful person beyond imagination and is likely to be invincible in the world." "Their branches will rise with the tide and become royal relatives." In fact, the Longque lineage does have this confidence. In the Dharma Ending Age, it is rare to see a powerful leader, and even an immortal is considered a person with great supernatural powers. However, they have an ancient great sage. What a concept! It is enough to dominate a star field! In the eyes of the Great Xia Longque family, the Luotian Grand Ceremony is the first step for them to dominate the prehistoric world. Unexpectedly, Duan De sneered: "This Longhu Mountain is owned by your family. If your ancestor comes, I will turn around and leave. But you think you can rule the world." "What the hell!" Before he finished speaking, several disciples of the Great Xia Dragon Bird branch were slapped several times in succession by Duan De, and they spun like tops. "The Great Master!!!"
Everyone near Mount Longhu gasped in shock. When did such a great master appear in the cultivation world of Middle-earth? "With such an achievement, even if he is not an immortal, he has already reached the state of dragon transformation." Many cultivators who were watching whispered. "Turning into a dragon? Immortal One!" Duan De's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt bored. After playing the hell game with Beidou, coming to Earth was like playing with a baby cup. He didn't even have the spirit to bully others. "Senior, please show some mercy and forgive these ignorant kids." The end of the sky was dyed red by fire clouds, and the phoenix's cry shook the sky. The patriarch of the Red Phoenix lineage came, bringing with him the tribe's proud daughter, Phoenix Goddess. Unlike the Great Xia Dragon Bird branch, these core descendants of the Demon God have received inside information. Of course, there are also those who are not well-informed, such as the Tianlin clan. Although their ancestor is a demon god, he is the Yamata no Orochi, and was eaten by the Human Demon Great Sage long ago. The Great Xia Dragon Bird and the Yamata no Orochi had been cellmates for two thousand years, so they had some feelings for each other. While serving the Fukuzawa family, he also gave the Sky Scale clan some pointers. The Tianlin clan was also very sensible and immediately clung to the Daxia Dragon Bird, willing to be its younger brothers. See, when they saw the disciples of the Great Xia Dragon Bird branch being bullied, the contemporary Sky Scale clan rushed out to support them, as if it was their ancestors who were being beaten. "Fellow Daoist of the Zhuhuang lineage, why do you want to boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?" The Sky Scale Clan leader sneered, "The four of us are of the same blood. We, the Sky Scale Clan, will help the Great Xia Dragon Bird to get rid of this grievance." "Be careful of your family's ancestral grave!" Duan De snorted coldly, not taking the Tianlin clan seriously at all. The atmosphere at the scene was very subtle, and a war was about to break out. At the critical moment, various sect leaders came out to persuade, including the leader of the Shu Immortal Sword Sect, the head of the Kunlun lineage, the leader of Quanzhen Taoism, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain... all the older generation were present. "Fellow Daoist, please do not engage in internal strife. We have people from the Western Taoist tradition here." Several Middle-earth masters tried to persuade him. Several elderly Western ascetics stopped not far away, with grey wings on their backs. They all looked very old, and even their eyes were lead grey, which was quite scary. "There's not even a fairy platform." Duan De immediately rubbed his hands, his eyes lit up and said: "This Western tomb is destined to be with me." Everyone was speechless. What on earth did this gentleman want to do? "Who are you and how dare you blaspheme God?!" The fallen angel from the west shouted loudly with murderous intent. He was not afraid of Duan De who showed the fighting power of a great master. "Who am I?" Duan De laughed wildly, put his hands on his waist and cursed: "I am the leader of the Heavenly Court, the grandfather of your gods! Why don't you kneel down and welcome the Fa family quickly? You can't wait for my Heavenly Court army to arrive, and you will all be turned into dust!" "You are the Lord of Heaven, then who am I?" Ye Fan, who brought his parents to participate in the Luotian Dajiao Baby Cup, had a strange expression on his face, looking at Fatty Suo pretending to be cool. "You are the Lord of Heaven? You established Heaven without permission from Penglai and violated the Heavenly Law. You are here to die!" Several young men shouted loudly with cold expressions. They came from overseas, and the message of Luotian Dajiao was spread all over the world. Not only did the Western Taoist sects get the news, but even the Penglai Fairy Island received it. However, they did not take it too seriously and only sent a powerful person to protect it. "Penglai is so arrogant?" The patriarch of the Zhuhuang lineage stood up and scolded: "The cultivation world in the Central Plains has its own rules. When did it come to the point of overseas interference?" In the past, the descendants of the demon gods did not dare to offend Penglai, but things are different now. Those who got the inside information knew that Honghuang's innocence was about to change. "Penglai has been a fairyland since ancient times, and it has been the leader of the world's cultivation traditions. Before the ancient sages left, they asked us to look down on the Middle Earth and deal with any Taoist traditions that are not in accordance with the laws of heaven." Suddenly, a breath like that of a prehistoric beast rushed out, shocking many people at the scene. Some cultivators in the first level of immortal realm looked extremely solemn.
Behind the Penglai youths, a powerful man with arms that reached below his knees and eyes like golden lamps, followed by an old ape, walked out. He looked down upon the crowd, glanced at the entire place, and sneered, “Are you rotten birds worthy of being in heaven?!” "My Penglai is the orthodox of the ancient star!" "The ancient leader!" Countless cultivators exclaimed and retreated in fear. They had not expected that in this era, there would still be a powerful being in Penglai, who was a level higher than the cultivation world in Middle-earth. No wonder he was so confident. "Penglai is the orthodox one." The master of Louguan Dao sneered and said loudly: "There are descendants of Peng Zu on Fangzhang Immortal Mountain, and there are descendants of Xu Fu on Yingzhou Immortal Mountain." "Do you Penglai represent the three overseas mountains? At most, you represent yourselves!" Many cultivators showed surprised expressions when they heard this. The master of Louguan Taoist Temple is only at the great stage of Dragon Transformation and not even an immortal. How dare he challenge a powerful being? Isn't he afraid that his Taoist school will be destroyed? "Before the ancient sages left, they asked me to protect the human world in Penglai. They didn't want anything to happen." The ape-like mighty said coldly, "Why, do you want to object?" "The ancient saints asked you to protect the world, not to abuse your power!" The master of Louguan Dao seemed to be unusually arrogant today, with an extraordinary demeanor far exceeding that of the masters of other sects. He was full of righteousness and enthusiasm, pointing at the noses of the people of Penglai and scolding: "You don't know your destiny, your true destiny has been lost, and you deserve this disaster." "Heaven's will? In this Dharma Ending Age, Penglai is the Heaven's will!" Seeing that no one could find a leader after a long time, the great Penglai master simply stopped pretending and sneered, "I have the Heavenly Master in Penglai, who is invincible in the world. Who can defeat me?" "Tianzun, a king of the slashing path dares to call himself Tianzun. It is true that when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey claims to be the king." The master of Louguan Dao is extremely powerful today, with his taunts at full power, and he is just attacking with all his might. "Junior is seeking death!" The mighty Penglai was furious, and attacked fiercely, with an aura of destroying the world bursting out. He wanted to kill the master of Louguan Taoist temple to establish his authority, but he was stopped by a fat Taoist priest. "Tian Zun, what rank do you have? You dare to call me Tian Zun." Duan De said disdainfully, "If you tell others, they will laugh at you." A strong man who can rival the powerful. Everyone was shocked. What was going on today? One after another, the leaders jumped out. While the two were fighting, the master of Louguan Dao was not in a hurry. He bowed to the sky with great respect, burned incense and prayed: "The disciples of Master Wenshi respectfully welcome the saint to the world." saint? saint! Everyone was either panicked, surprised, excited, or noisy, and all of them started moving. At this time when the great king could be called the Heavenly Lord, there was actually a saint. How can there be saints in the Dharma-Ending Age? Many people thought that the master of Louguan Taoist Temple had gone crazy, but his eyes still unconsciously looked up to the sky. The next moment, everyone thought that they had gone crazy too. I saw purple air coming from the east in the sky, vast and mighty for thirty thousand miles. It was invaluable, sacred and inviolable, symbolizing good fortune. At the same time, faint fairy music sounded, strange fragrances wafted, and a great light bloomed. There is a song that goes: "Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I have realized the truth of the Tao on my futon. Outside the Big Dipper, I shall be the master of the sect. Chaos gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two yin and yang and four images follow. One Dao passed on to three friends, and the holy bodies of yang and yin were divided. Tianxuan led them all, and one Qi transformed into Wuji." A Taoist came walking in the air, he had a young and handsome face, and looked to be no more than twenty years old, but his holy power was unmistakable, and his aura was overwhelming, which could not be faked, and it pressured the powerful leader to the point of suffocating him. Once you have the word "saint" on you, you will be high and mighty. Even if you are a half-saint, you will have the barriers of the holy domain and regard those who kill the Tao as ants, looking down on all living beings. Someone shouted, "We are here to see Saint Lin!" The next moment, like the wind blowing wheat waves, one monk after another came to pay homage with tears streaming down their faces. What a blessing it is to be able to see the saints in this Dharma-Ending Age. Only the mighty men and disciples of Penglai looked terrified, trembling under the holy power, unable to advance or retreat.
"The ancient sages entrusted Penglai to look after the human world, and this is only natural." "Little do people know that the Heavenly Court was also founded according to the will of the saints." "After all, I don't know my destiny. This is my fate." Lin Xian sighed and waved his hand casually, without showing any magical powers or spells, and the powerful figure from Penglai turned into ashes. Several young men from Penglai were completely stunned by this scene, their legs trembling, not knowing what to do. The birth of a semi-saint was beyond their expectations. Fortunately, Saint Lin was merciful and did not affect the younger generation of Penglai. Instead, he looked at the people of the Western Dao Sect and said slowly: "You invaded my Central Plains and seized my ancestral artifacts, but there is a cause and effect to be settled." Several fallen angels from the West, seeing that the powerful were easily destroyed, their faces turned pale. They could not imagine that there were such powerful people in the Middle-earth. When they heard that Lin Xian wanted to settle the cause and effect, they were immediately scared out of their wits. However, there are also some stubborn fallen angels who are unwilling to wait for death. An extremely old winged man roared, took out a scroll, and was determined to fight to the death. After the magic scroll was spread out, thousands of rays of light shone forth. They were traces of Dao, one after another, interweaving into a blazing lightning that turned into a sea of thunder and descended. "The power of heavenly calamity?" The people from Beidou looked at each other strangely. They were too familiar with this thing and were experiencing it every day. "Hahaha..." The old fallen angel laughed heartily. There is no cultivator who is not afraid of lightning. It is something related to the heavenly calamity and a direct means for God to destroy the human world. It is invincible and unstoppable! So what if he is a saint? Saints will die too! "Although it is an unorthodox method, it does have some means. No wonder it can establish a great religion of faith." Lin Xian nodded, took off the Taoist light behind his head and turned it into a Taoist diagram, and then shook it, putting the heavenly tribulation into the innate Taoist diagram. The endless lightning merged into one and turned into a thunder symbol. "You, who are you?!" The fallen angel's voice trembled and he stepped back in fear. "Heavenly Master." Lin Xian said calmly, and the Dao Diagram shook. He tied up a few more fallen angels and handed them to the master of Louguan Taoist Temple, and instructed: "Hang them outside the mountain gate, so that the Western Taoist sect will know that the Middle Earth cannot be bullied now." "Disciple will obey your command!" The master of Louguan Taoist temple bowed, then walked away with his head held high and chest puffed out. He felt that the Central Plains had been weak for hundreds of years, but today was the day to finally hold their heads high. (End of this chapter)