Chapter 323: Taiyi? Asking for Taiyi Dao Fruit!

Emperor Xuanyang had an indifferent expression. He stretched out his hand, pressed it on the hilt of the sword, and took a last look at Liang Hui.

Turn around!

He took one step at a time and walked into his own world.

Liang Hui straightened his back with an inexplicable expression.

Step forward with your feet.

With one step forward, the world changes and we are already far away from the gray fog world.

And it never stopped, continuing to move away at an extremely fast speed.

He stopped in front of a remnant world, sat cross-legged in the void, and looked into the distance in the direction of the gray fog world.

After a moment, the general put his consciousness into the Human Emperor Banner in his arms.

The green banner was brilliant, with the lights interweaving on it, forming a message belonging to him.

Warrior: Martial Saint (76.56%)

Taoist: Yangshen (99.99%)

After sixty years of practice, the warrior's path has been mostly completed and he is about to enter the next realm.

Moreover, Liang Hui already had some ideas about the path after becoming a Martial Saint. The next step was to continue to confirm that the path was correct and feasible.

The Taoist priest, after absorbing the pure yang Taoist principles from the sun and the Taoist principles from the ghosts at the center of the earth, was just one step away from success.

You can produce a pure Yang Dao fruit at any time and enter the next realm.

Different from the Martial Saint's path of Qi, blood and body, Liang Hui focused on the perception of the primordial spirit and soul when he created the Yang God.

I hope to reach the state where when a thought arises, all things come into being, and when a thought falls, all things disappear.

Yang Shen already has such momentum.

Moreover, over the past sixty years, he has already figured out the path after Yang Shen.

And it is extremely consistent with his pure yang path.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Suppressing the thought of breaking through.

Liang Hui's eyes shone with divine light, bright and dazzling, illuminating a large area of ​​the void.

"Don't let me down, Xuan Yang."

He set up the chessboard and placed the chess pieces, just wanting to get a glimpse of the so-called Taiyi Dao.

Now he vaguely remembers the influence of the finger marks on the Liuguang Bell on him when he broke through his Qi channels.

I want him to follow the path of Taiyi.

And Xuan Yang, which absorbs all the principles of the gray fog world, will undoubtedly produce the Taiyi Dao fruit.

After all, only by witnessing many great ways can one embark on the purest and most refined Taiyi path.

Taiyi overflows from all things, and all things return to one!

……

the other side.

God Xuanyang, enters the gray fog world.

After taking a step forward, he arrived at the Xuanyang Taoist Temple.

Looking at the empty platform, ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He came to the platform and slowly sat down.

At this moment, across the vast world, hundreds of billions of lives looked up.

They all felt an irresistible surge of emotion in their hearts.

No matter how strong or weak, tears slid down my cheeks.

They saw the sun and the moon appearing in the endless sea of ​​clouds. Further away, strong winds were blowing in the sea of ​​stars, and countless stars were moving with it.

The sun and the moon dance in the same sky, and the stars collide and sing!

The world is being reborn.

There are countless Taoists in this vast world. They bowed down one by one and murmured devoutly:
"Praise! The Supreme Xuanyang Yuanmiao Demon Slayer Emperor!"

"Praise! Xuanyang God!"

Boom!

The sea of ​​clouds surged, the sky shook, and under the indescribable force, the clear water rose and the turbid water fell.

The whole world, at this moment, is like a huge millstone, strangling all alien energies between heaven and earth.

There are endless ghosts and monsters all over the world.

Within a few breaths, everything collapsed and disappeared.

The ghosts that have existed since ancient times have come to an end at this moment.

Xuan Yang quietly sensed the changes in the world.

A long time, a long time.

Then he turned his gaze towards the main hall gate.

"come in!"

Crunch!

The ancient door was pushed open, revealing three figures.

They walked side by side and came to the platform. Luo Siyuan looked at the divine figure on the platform, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, I will live up to your trust."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Xuan Yang's eyes, which were as high as the sky and as indifferent as a god, were now gentle.

He stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

A pure red light split into three strands and floated into the bodies of the three people.

Repairing the injuries and hidden diseases that the three people had suffered over the past sixty years.

"Thank you, teacher."

The three of them bowed again and expressed their gratitude.

Xuan Yang shook his head and pointed at the cushion on the ground.

"sit!"

As the three of them sat down.

"…All things are born from the Tao. All things may change, but the Tao does not change. This is how movement does not go against the Tao, and this is how stillness responds to things…"

The sound of chanting scriptures came from the high platform.

Every word was reflected in the hearts of the three people, and every word gave them different insights.

Afterwards, Emperor Xuanyang explained in detail the five realms of Taoist children, Taoist priests... and Taoist masters from the inside out.

Without reservation, put all your feelings into it.

The voice of the Tao echoed in the palace and then in the Taibai Mountains.

Finally, it came out from the hearts of every disciple of Xuanyang Taoist Temple.

This sermon lasted for seven days and seven nights, and ended with the grand and mysterious sound of chanting.

At this moment, under the high platform, three figures who were immersed in the Taoist scriptures gradually woke up.

Before Yan Jian and Andre could react, two dazzling balls of light were already suspended in front of them.

Xuan Yang waved his hand, and the two disappeared into the main hall.

At this moment, only Xuan Yang and Luo Siyuan were left in the main hall.

The figure sitting cross-legged on the high platform slowly stood up and came to the old Taoist.

He took off the demon-slaying sword from his waist and handed it over.

"From now on, you will exercise the power, authority, and responsibility of the Emperor."

"Teacher, are you leaving again?"

Xuan Yang nodded and walked past the old Taoist.

Facing the scorching sun, move forward.

When he approached the threshold, his steps paused slightly.

"A promise made to a fellow Taoist needs to be fulfilled."

Then, the emperor's shadow disappeared from the old Taoist's sight.

A trace of reluctance flashed across Luo Siyuan's cloudy eyes.

Ugh!
A sigh.

The old man reached out and took the Demon-Subduing Sword.

The moment he touched the sword, an extremely powerful force entered the old Taoist's heart.

Even the most experienced Taoists are moved by this kind of power. With just a thought, one can destroy this world and control everything.

"teacher!"

The old Taoist had an indescribable worry in his heart.

This power and control over the world undoubtedly belong to the person of Xuanyang God.

The teacher actually kept all of them for himself.

Xuan Yang took a step forward, and a road paved with red light emerged from under his feet and spread forward.

Above, the white tiger is roaring, the blue dragon is circling, the unicorn is soaring into the sky, the black tortoise is clearing the way..., coming out from the planet and going straight into the sea of ​​stars.

All living beings could vaguely see the shadow of the emperor, walking on it with his hands behind his back.

Xuan Yang stepped into the sea of ​​stars, strolled in the starry sky, and appreciated the beauty of this world.

"Such brilliance and glory really make people nostalgic and reluctant to leave."

He had sensed something in the dark.

He took another step forward and leaped out of the gray fog world, heading in the opposite direction of Liang Hui.

The vast sea of ​​boundaries and countless remnants of boundaries passed by his side, but Xuan Yang never stopped for even a second.

Until there was a desolate void and darkness all around. Even if the remnants of the world were still there, they could not be seen here.

With a wave of his hand, a black cushion appeared in front of him.

The futon is simple and contains all kinds of brilliance and principles.

These lights merged into one color within a few breaths, becoming the only light in this void.

Emperor Xuanyang, with an indifferent expression, slowly sat down cross-legged.

"let's start!"

(End of this chapter)