All Heavens: Start with the Heaven-Covering Sacrifice

Chapter 213 The chat group changes again, He Lang in the snowy world

Above the sea of ​​the void world of the multiverse, as He Lang of the Wilderness Chronicle, He Lang of the Panlong World, and He Lang of the Star Change World transcended and returned to their own bodies across the endless space, the self-realm of He Lang in the real world was once again improved.

The chaotic scale and time scale of the multiverse's void world sea began to be unified by him, and his connection with the heavens and himself became more unified.

The original chat group of the universe evolved again and disappeared in the void world of the multiverse. The chat group was essentially the radiation of his avenue. Now his power had spread to every corner of the void world of the multiverse. Naturally, he no longer needed this form of golden finger.

In the current multiverse of the void world, we can directly inherit various great ways and powers from him and obtain the highest form of the golden finger, the power of my thinking!
……

Snow world.

"Dong dong dong..."

In the quiet green mountains, the trees are towering, and a green stone path stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top along the green peaks.

On the top of the mountain, you can see old palaces sitting on the top of the mountain, hidden under the green pines.

The birds in the mountains were startled by the "dong dong" sound, and flew up from the woods and flew away into the distance.

"what!"

Just as the birds in the forest were scrambling to fly, the thumping sound of chopping wood suddenly stopped.

Then a vast sense of Tao enveloped the green mountain. At this instant, the flying birds, insects, falling leaves in the forest, and the mountain stream slowly flowing down from the top of the mountain in the world were directly solidified in the void, and the time of this small world seemed to have stopped.

The next moment, time began to flow slowly again, and the scene just now seemed to have never happened.

Only among the palace complex on the top of the mountain, an old Taoist priest noticed something, suddenly opened his eyes, walked out of the palace, and looked in the direction where the sound of chopping wood came from.

"Has anyone touched the way of heaven?" The middle-aged Taoist looked at the clouds in the mountains, his eyes becoming a little deep.

He had been in charge of Qingcheng Mountain for so many years, but he had never discovered that there was such a person in Qingcheng Mountain. What was his purpose in hiding in Qingcheng Mountain? Which force did he belong to?
These thoughts appeared in the mind of Wu Lingsu of the Shenxiao Sect, making the mind of Wu Lingsu, the King of Qingcheng, turn around a thousand times. The next moment, he suddenly flew up like a bird, condensed into the void and passed through. With the flow of his true energy, he was like an immortal who rode the changes of the six qi and traveled endlessly, flying towards the foot of Qingyang Peak.

In the forest under Mount Qingcheng, He Lang was seen holding a short-handled eagle-beak hatchet with a look of surprise on his face.

More than 20 years have passed since he traveled to this world. After working as a handyman in Qingshan for so many years, he has already figured out the ins and outs of this world.

I learned from other people about the Liyang Dynasty, Northern Liang King Xu Xiao, Northern Mang, and Western Chu.

When he saw the three major forces of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism in the martial arts world, as well as forces like the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Wu Emperor City in the East China Sea, and the Wu Family Sword Tomb, he already knew that the world he had come to was the world of the Snow Blade.

It's just that his aptitude for cultivation is not good. No matter how hard he practices day and night, his cultivation level is only at the middle third level. After all his practice, he is just a small fry and cannot even be considered a master.

His original intention of traveling the world was suppressed, and he could only stay in Qingcheng Mountain to avoid being killed by martial arts masters by mistake and becoming a part of their record.

I originally thought that I would have to live my life miserably like this, and that my journey through time and space would have been in vain.

I didn't expect that when I went down the mountain to chop wood today, I was sighing that time makes people grow old and how I have wasted several years. Suddenly, an inspiration came to my mind, and a light flashed in my mind, and I realized a sword move that touched upon the years.

My head was itchy, as if I had grown a new brain. In the blink of an eye, I felt that the world was different from the past!
"Am I getting the idea?" He Lang thought about it and felt that his golden finger must have arrived!

Looking at the world that was different from the past, He Lang knew that the time had come for him to soar into the sky.

One day the great roc rises with the wind and soars up to 90,000 miles!
It's time for him to take off!
As his thoughts turned, the originally obscure and difficult to understand Shenxiao Five Thunder Method in his mind was directly transformed into easy-to-understand Taoist sounds, flowing in He Lang's heart.

As the Shenxiao Five Thunder Method was put into operation, a strange energy was absorbed from the heaven and earth, flowing through the twelve main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in his body. Above He Lang's internal organs, flashes of lightning began to emerge and transformed into talismans that were imprinted on the surface of his internal organs.

“It’s amazing!”

As time passed, electric light began to flash around He Lang, and after a while the electric light returned to his body.

Then He Lang stretched out his palm, lightning flashed between his five fingers, the sound of electric current rang out, and lightning appeared in He Lang's hands. As He Lang's mind moved, dazzling lightning spread out from his hands and directly split a two-arm-thick tree not far away into two halves.

After trying out his method briefly, He Lang smiled with satisfaction, kicked away the firewood at his feet, turned around and prepared to walk towards Qingyang Palace.

But when He Lang turned around, he saw a man in a purple Taoist robe standing on a bluestone not far away, watching with his hands folded.

"Master Wu." He Lang looked at the King of Qingcheng and called out.

"Great, very good. My Qingyang Palace actually produced a person like you." Wu Lingsu looked at He Lang, his tone full of praise.

If you ignore the cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Looking at He Lang in front of him, Wu Lingsu was full of doubts.

There are not too many people in Qingyang Palace, and Wu Lingsu is familiar with every disciple.

In the past twenty years, He Lang's cultivation performance has not been outstanding, and he is at the bottom of the Shenxiao Sect. But now He Lang's aura makes him a little confused.

He looked inconspicuous, just like the flowing clouds in the sky or the slowly flowing stream. When he wanted to attack He Lang, he felt that he could not lock onto He Lang in his soul, as if he had merged with the world and became indistinguishable from it.

He had reached the state of unity between man and nature, which made Wu Lingsu, the Palace Master of Qingyang Palace, afraid to act rashly and he was never able to seize the opportunity.

After trying several times, Wu Lingsu suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and calmed down.

"He Lang, I sensed a sense of Taoism in Qingyang Palace earlier. Was it you who triggered it?"

After realizing that he could not solve the problem of He Lang, Wu Lingsu changed his mind and wanted to understand He Lang's situation.

"It was my disciple. Today, I went down the mountain to chop firewood, and suddenly I had an epiphany." He Lang said.

Hearing He Lang's words, Wu Lingsu's mouth twitched and her smile froze.

Sudden enlightenment? Who has such a big breakthrough in sudden enlightenment, directly leaping from the second-rate realm to the realm of a first-rate master?

Judging from what he had just seen, He Lang’s cultivation had already reached the Zhixuan realm, and he was also a formidable master in the martial arts world.

"Hmm!" Wu Lingsu hummed, and his thoughts drifted to Qingyang Palace. From He Lang's answer, he had already figured out He Lang's attitude. No matter what opportunity He Lang had obtained, he had no other opinions about Qingyang Palace.

This was enough for Wu Lingsu.

He established the Shenxiao Sect in Qingyang Palace. In addition to wanting to pursue the way of heaven and become a celestial being, he naturally also wanted to expand the Shenxiao Sect.

Among the three major Taoist sects, Longfu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion and Wudang Mountain are the most prominent in the world, while Qingcheng Mountain has become a hidden vein, disappearing like a god in the world.

Xu Xiao of Beiliang was even planning something with Qingcheng Mountain, and he didn't take this place seriously at all. But today, in He Lang, Wu Lingsu saw the hope of the Shenxiao Sect's growth.

"Enlightenment is a good thing! Come with me back to Qingyang Palace, and I will celebrate for you." Wu Lingsu said as he clapped his hands, pointed his toes, and used his lightness skills to move towards Qingyang Peak.

He Lang understood what he meant when he heard it, and he also circulated his true energy, following Wu Lingsu not far away, not one step more or less, like a fairy.

The true Qi was thick and mellow, without stagnation or ceaselessness, which surprised Wu Lingsu in front of him secretly.

But in just a moment, the two of them arrived at Qingyang Palace.

Sensing that Wu Lingsu was bringing someone into the hall, a beautiful female Taoist priest appeared in the hall.

"Zhao Yutai, I want him to become a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect." Wu Lingsu said directly when he saw Kun Dao holding a whisk.

"no!"

Zhao Yutai heard this and answered without thinking.

At the same time, she swung the whisk in her hand directly at Wu Lingsu, and the soft whisk made Wu Lingsu's face red and swollen.

"Are you still talking nonsense?"

After Zhao Yutai finished the fight, he glanced at He Lang and was about to hit He Lang with his whisk.

But before she could make a move, she saw two flashes of lightning appear on He Lang's hands, which made her pause and stop.

"Zhixuan realm!"

Seeing He Lang demonstrating the art of rubbing lightning with his palms, Zhao Yutai cried out in surprise.

What surprised her was not the Zhixuan realm, but the fact that He Lang had reached the Zhixuan realm. Like Wu Lingsu, she also had a good idea of ​​the strength of the disciples of Qingyang Palace.

The current Qingyang Palace is in a mess because of Wu Lingsu's crappy dual cultivation method. The top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked, and the disciples of Qingyang Palace are also a bunch of uglies.

But now she actually saw He Lang displaying the power of the Zhixuan realm, so she was naturally very surprised.

It also represents the emergence of variables. She has a mission. The King of Beiliang wants to hide his soldiers in Qingcheng Mountain, so naturally he wants the mountain to be deserted so that he can act secretly.

Just now, Wu Lingsu said that he wanted to establish He Lang as a Taoist disciple. Obviously, he wanted to expand Qingyang Palace. If he wanted to expand it, he would naturally recruit disciples. With too many people and too many eyes, the King of Beiliang’s plan would naturally fail.

"He had an epiphany, so he broke through to the Profound Finger Realm. Whether you agree or not, I will make him an heir. If you do something again, I will let him explain things to you."

When Wu Lingsu saw He Lang and Zhao Yutai confronting each other, she quickly stood between them and spoke to Zhao Yutai.

"Haha!" Zhao Yutai sneered at him twice, but didn't say anything else in the end.

"You are truly gifted. Even the world-famous Qi Xuanzhen was not as talented as you at your age. If that's true, I'm afraid you can be as famous as Qi Xuanzhen." Zhao Yutai said to He Lang.

She was using Qi Xuanzhen to satirize Wu Lingsu, because Wu Lingsu liked to use Qi Xuanzhen as her target.

"You are wrong. Now that I have attained enlightenment, I will be respected by the world in the future. Give me some time. People like Qi Xuanzhen and Wang Xianzhi can only look up to me."

Hearing He Lang's words, even though Zhao Yutai was a thoughtful person, he was still shocked.

She didn't expect He Lang to be so arrogant and not even take these invincible masters seriously.

Just one epiphany caused this young man to lose himself?
Zhao Yutai looked into He Lang's eyes and found that there was no arrogance in He Lang's eyes. Instead, there was incomparable calmness, with only indifference in his eyes.

After taking a deep look at He Lang, Zhao Yutai said, "Although the Finger Profound Realm is powerful, there are even more powerful realms above the Finger Profound Realm, young man."

"Only losers would be afraid of these things!" He Lang said disdainfully.

Although he was also considered a loser before, he is no longer one now, so he naturally has to establish the demeanor of a strong man!
Zhao Yutai: “…”

Wu Lingsu: “…”

In response to He Lang's ridicule, the two men just thought he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

Zhao Yutai said nothing more, turned around and disappeared in the hall. She was going to report this matter to Beiliang.

Wu Lingsu then summoned the disciples of Qingyang Palace and announced that He Lang would become the contemporary Taoist master of Shenxiao Sect. This sparked a heated discussion among the disciples. Those who were not convinced quickly shut their mouths when they saw the thunder emerging from He Lang's hands!
This matter quickly spread to the martial arts world and was known by all major sects.

There were mixed reactions to the appearance of a Taoist disciple in the Shenxiao Sect of Qingyang Palace, but no one took any major action.

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Qingyang Palace, Library Hall.

After He Lang became a Taoist, he could study all the Taoist scriptures left by the Shenxiao Sect, so He Lang lived here directly, absorbing the essence of the Taoist scriptures and creating his own scriptures.

After a period of organization, he created a method of martial arts, which He Lang called the Thirty-Six Heavens. It means controlling the sky and transforming one's body into the Thirty-Six Heavens. It is a method of practice that integrates Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

After doing all this, just when He Lang was about to start trying the Heavenly Thunder Body Refining, Wu Lingsu came to him and hoped that he would go down the mountain and make some reputation to strengthen the Qingyang Palace.

"It's okay to go, but why go to Beiliang?" He Lang glanced at Wu Lingsu when he heard his request.

"The King of Beiliang and I are old friends. Now his eldest son is going to travel around the world. Besides, the royal family of Liyang is not on good terms with him, so I hope you can go and give him a helping hand." Wu Lingsu said with a frown.

The same was true for Zhao Yutai standing by. Neither of them expected He Lang to react so strongly to this matter. Where was his loyalty?

He Lang is a descendant of Beiliang, otherwise, no matter how powerful he is, he would not be accepted so quickly.

"It's the grudges and hatreds of the martial arts world again. You vulgar people can't let go of these things after all. You still dare to ask for the way of heaven! I will go down the mountain, but not to cheer. If the Liyang royal family is not good, how can Beiliang be any better? It's just a fight between the powerful. If you want to achieve the way of heaven, you must let go of your obsession."

"Why do you think so?" Zhao Yutai asked coldly.

She felt that He Lang had become a traitor to Beiliang!

"I heard that there was a man in Beiliang who cut off women's breasts for fun, but he was highly valued by the King of Beiliang. Isn't this behavior bullying the weak? Where is the justice of the King of Beiliang?"

(End of this chapter)