The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 154: In the Nine Lights Treasure Garden, above the Five Qi Xuandu

On the battlefield of Floating Cloud Mountain, the sound of killing was deafening and the mountains and forests were stained with blood. It was like a meat grinder, with demons dying one after another.

Looking around, there were corpses of monsters everywhere. The largest number of them were small monsters that practiced essence, and there were more than two hands worth of big monsters that practiced qi. The corpses were either in pieces or relatively intact.

The land of three hundred miles was almost destroyed, the ground cracked, and the mountains collapsed. If it were not for the protection of the Dragon Suppression Array to eliminate the remaining power and calm the energy, the connection between the main vein and the branch veins would have been interrupted and completely severed.

Although Qiuzhen's audience was puzzled and didn't know why the reinforcements had stopped moving, now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. Looking at the monsters who were fearless under the suppression of the True Dragon's bloodline, Xuanxu and others were serious and did not dare to be careless.

Although the demon clan suffered heavy casualties, they could not withstand their large numbers. Four generations of disciples suffered one after another, and some died, some died heroically, some were seriously injured and unable to fight again. They swallowed elixirs and hid in the back to heal their wounds. Only about a hundred Taoists were left to fight, and they worked even harder to operate the formation, with the Eight Trigrams circulating and the Four Symbols wandering. In the process, a tremendous killing force was derived.

Their fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, their resolve grew stronger and stronger, and everyone was ready to sacrifice his life for the cause.

The sword is drawn without regret, the light falls without fear, the momentum is unstoppable, the spirit is courageous, and the courage is selfless.

The audience who seek truth integrates knowledge, action and Taoism, and truly practices the Taoist concept of respecting Taoism and advocating virtue. They are all transforming from the inside out, and have a few more things that can only be understood by the heart. However, they are so focused on fighting and working so hard to protect the defense that they have no time to think about other things and have not noticed any changes in themselves for the time being.

Above the battlefield, deep in the dark clouds, in the True Dragon Dao Realm, Xuanming and the True Dragon had been fighting for dozens of rounds.

The dragon's scales fell off, a few drops of dragon blood flowed, and some of its mane was chopped off. Its eyes were chilling and terrifying.

Xuanming looked even more miserable. Although he had support, strong fighting ability, and amazing talent, he was not a true spiritual master after all. His Taoist body, which had been tempered through thousands of times, was covered with cracks like porcelain, his Taoist robe was tattered, and his beard was mostly sparse.

The Dharma body of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun was fine, but the light was a little dim. The willow branch was missing a twig and a leaf, and the nine-headed lion was missing three heads, and it let out a wronged howl.

However, the Dharma image of Gou Chen was riddled with holes, the golden armor was damaged, the magic sword was broken, and the thousand-foot Dharma image was reduced to a hundred feet.

Although he looked embarrassed, Xuanming's eyes were exceptionally bright. His body was tired, but his spirit was excited, and he was full of fighting spirit. The Dharma image of Emperor Gou Chen was also full of fighting spirit.

After each round, the Dharmakāya will absorb the power of numerous weapons, becoming more powerful and its aura more mysterious. Although its size becomes smaller, its Dharmakāya is more lifelike, with its hair, crown, scales, sword texture, and the rhythm of divine light all clearly visible.

Zhenlong had long seen through Xuanming's purpose, but once the battle began, it was no longer under his control. Unless he completely defeated the old Taoist in front of him, even if he wanted to stop, his opponent would not agree. For more than a dozen rounds, it was the old man Xuanming who took the initiative to attack.

Therefore, when the fox announced to Fengyang County, the real dragon deliberately released a line of restrictions, allowing Xuanming to hear the message and persuade him kindly:
"Old Xuanming, you heard the message. The Taiping Cult has been preparing for this for a long time. Once it explodes, Fengyang County will be unable to cope with it hastily and will surely be conquered.

A man who knows the current situation is a hero. It is not easy for Qiuzhen Temple to have the foundation and momentum it has today. As a Taoist sect, if you are willing to submit and change your ways, not only can you protect Qiuzhen Temple, but you can also rebuild it and make it prosperous in the future. You and Qiuzhen Temple can also rise to a higher level and become one of the top Taoist sects, prospering for thousands of years. "

"Smooth tongue!"

Xuanming was unmoved. He raised his hand and swung the sword. The peach wood sword first split into two, one sword was dark black, the other sword was pure white. The black and white were clearly distinguished. They wandered between the two poles with a mysterious trajectory, evolving the principles of yin and yang. Then the two merged into one, evolving the principles of Tai Chi. Yin cannot be born alone, and Yang cannot grow alone.

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Phew~!

The clanging of swords rang out, the sword light was magnificent, movement and stillness were intertwined, hardness and softness were combined, the virtual and the real were combined, and it was aimed at the throat of the real dragon.

A true dragon will never sit still and wait for death. Anger burns in its amber eyes, and it stretches out its claws, evolving the laws of nature with wind and rain.

The majestic sword light suddenly shrank from a thousand feet to three feet. The sword intent was introverted and obscure, but the power was even greater. It tore through the wind and rain, cut through the protective magic power between the webbed fingers, passed through the gaps between the dragon claws, and pierced the throat. The real dragon was shocked and angry, and reacted very quickly. It spewed wind, snow, ice and frost from its mouth, mixed with thunder and lightning, condensed into a terrifying beam of light, and rushed towards the peach wood sword. It was this breath that made Xuanming's attack fail before. He dared to take the initiative to attack again, so he was naturally on guard against this move.

The meaning of Tai Chi on the peach wood sword is gathered, black and white merge, and the mysterious and the same become one. The sword is permeated with a deeper level of Hunyuan principles, and the aura is pure, almost nothingness.

This time, the stalemate lasted only a few breaths before the sword light broke through the beam of light. The real dragon's pupils shrank, and it opened its mouth again, spitting out a big sun.

This is the dragon ball that has transformed as the real dragon has been promoted. It has the power of a magic weapon and is the result of thousands of years of cultivation by the real dragon. Although it has the power to overturn rivers and seas, it is related to the life of the real dragon and he will not use it easily. If the real dragon does not feel threatened, he will not use this sword.

The dragon ball sun fell down, carrying with it the power of the ocean. The Hunyuan sword intent was completely wiped out. The peach wood sword wailed and flew back at an even faster speed.

The towering willow tree collapsed, and the willow branches that were thrown out broke into pieces. The leaves all withered, leaving only a bare branch. The Dharma body of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun trembled, and the light dimmed three points more, and the nine-headed lion under his seat had one less head.

The magic sword became even more broken, reduced to a dagger, covered with spider-web-like cracks. The Gou Chen Dharma image was three feet shorter, and its golden armor was full of pits and pits, making it look even more miserable.

Reaching out to grab the hilt, although Xuanming's mana was depleted, his eyes were sharper and his fighting spirit was stronger. His spine was straight, and his robe was fluttering. The man and the dragon looked at each other, their momentum was as cold and sharp as a knife, and sparks flew everywhere. Just when Xuanming was eager to try and prepare to attack again, the real dragon suddenly said, "Wait!"

Xuanming stopped, his face full of confusion.

Zhenlong explained, "Master Xuanming, the news that Qiuzhen Temple harbored half-demons has spread, and now the human cultivators believe that Qiuzhen Temple is colluding with the demons, harboring filth and evil, and has become an evil heretic, and they have become hostile to your lineage.

Because of this, even though reinforcements arrived, they did not go up the mountain to support us. Instead, they set up a defense line at the foot of the mountain, regarding Qiuzhen Temple as a group with our demon race. Continuing to fight will only increase casualties. Even if all the people of Qiuzhen Temple died in the battle, they would not be regarded as heroes by the human race. They would only think that you deserved to die and that you deserved it. "

As he spoke, the True Dragon lightly scratched with the sharp claws on his claws, and the waves in the True Dragon Dao Realm surged and condensed into a water curtain, reflecting the scene at the foot of Floating Cloud Mountain.

Xuanming was silent for a few breaths, then said in a deep voice: "So what? The innocent are innocent, and not everyone in the world follows the crowd. Judging by deeds, not by heart, no one is perfect. As long as my Qiuzhen Temple stops the monsters and protects the people, there will always be wise people who will clear the name of my Qiuzhen Temple."

Zhenlong chuckled and continued, "But what if the little half-demon and the fox demon who just transmitted the message are cousins? This fox is the guardian of the Taiping Sect. After the world knows about this, will they still believe that the Qiuzhen Temple is innocent and has nothing to do with the Taiping Sect?
Because of that little half-demon, the Qiuzhen Temple and the Taiping Sect have long been in the same boat. Unless you kill the little half-demon with your own hands in public or hand it over to the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty for disposal, it will be difficult to change the prejudice no matter how eloquent you are.

The real person is a smart man, don't waste your time."

Xuanming's face darkened. He had never expected the situation to be so unfavorable for the Qiuzhen Temple. He was almost pushed to the edge of the cliff. At the same time, it was as if he had suddenly been enlightened. He understood why Changning had never come down the mountain but his identity was exposed. It turned out that they were related by blood.

Zhenlong did not interrupt and waited silently. After about a cup of tea, he saw Xuanming still bowing his head in thought. He could not help but ask, "I wonder what the real person thinks?"

Xuanming raised his head, the hesitation on his face disappeared, only determination remained: "It is easier to deceive people than to deceive the world. We practitioners cultivate our hearts first when we cultivate the Tao. So what if Changning has a blood relationship with the guardian of the Taiping Sect? So what if the world misunderstands my Seeking Truth? We are stopping the monster today. We don't ask for perfection, but we ask for a clear conscience. We will talk about other things after we defeat you."

Xuanming held the sword above, and the Dharma body of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun and the Dharma body of Gou Chen attacked from the left and right.

The real dragon was furious and stopped trying to give advice, so the war started again.

Xuanming's body was covered with scars, and his appearance became three feet shorter.

When there was another collision, the laws roared, and Xuanming was knocked back a hundred feet. He staggered, knelt on one knee, and spurted blood. The last three feet of Gou Chen Dharma Image was completely shattered and turned into nothing. Xuanming was not angry but happy. He did not care about his own injuries. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, struggled to stand up, his white hair flying, stood proudly, holding the sword in both hands, and shouted in a deep voice:

"The Purple Star Palace, the Gou Chen Palace. In the Nine Lights Treasure Garden, above the Five Qi Xuandu. It embodies the Yuanhuang and assists in the mysterious transformation, and manages the two poles and the three talents. It presides over the balance of military power and promotes great virtue. It governs the order of the stars and does not lose its normal principles. The upper image is majestic and the true essence is vast. Great compassion and great wish, great saint and great mercy, Gou Chen Palace!"

(End of this chapter)