The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 163: One Shot to Stop the Wind and Rain, Tai Chi Magic Ball (Part )
The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky meets the water. Shuiyang County is worthy of its name, with abundant water vapor and many water veins:

The waves are sparkling, the mountains are hazy, the rain is misty, lakes of all sizes are scattered everywhere, and long and wide rivers are crisscrossed.

There are both the majestic and long rivers that "flow 30,000 miles east into the sea", and the winding streams that "sway in the green light", clear and graceful. There are hanging rivers above the houses on both sides, and underground rivers that pass through the city.

In the past, Xuanming had only seen similar descriptions in books, and his understanding of this place was superficial and not intuitive. Now that he has stepped into this place, he has a real feeling that this place deserves the name of a water town, but the deeper he goes, the more solemn Xuanming's expression becomes.

One day, a dragon will get water, and its fine scales will rise to the sky. Its mane will spit out fire, and its scales will clang with lightning.

No wonder the real dragon chose to attack this place. This loach has unique advantages in Shuiyang County. Its strength will increase by three points. When strong men compete, one point of advantage may affect the battle situation, let alone three points.

Because of this, there is no time to delay. Once time is too long and the real dragon controls the water veins and increases in strength, things will become more difficult. Without delay, he must find the real dragon as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ming took out the reverse scale, performed the blood tracking technique, and covered the surroundings with his spiritual sense, constantly searching. After a moment, he turned his body into a sword and flew a thousand miles in an instant, heading east.

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Boom~!
The waves were surging, the water was surging, and above the long river, human cultivators and water monsters were colliding violently. Weapons were clashing, spells were flying, and magical powers were colliding, as if two torrents were colliding together.

The water monsters are under the command of the real dragon. Some of them were brought from the depths of Canglong Mountain, and some were recovered along the river after leaving the mountain or voluntarily surrendered.

There are two types of human cultivators: one is the local cultivators in Shuiyang County, and the other is the imperial reinforcements.

Although the Taiping Sect had far-reaching plans and proper thinking, using means and chess pieces to tie down most of the imperial army's rebellion suppression forces, and even doing good things in other places, using strategies such as the beauty trap and besieging Wei to save Zhao, a small number of reinforcements still broke through numerous obstacles and rushed to the four counties.

Above the river, the figures of a man and a dragon intertwined and fought fiercely. The laws competed and the avenue hummed.

The man was wearing silver armor, holding a silver spear, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and handsome features. When he started fighting, his movements were quick and decisive, without any delay. The spear in his hand was like a dragon, and he stabbed it horizontally with the spear's intent soaring into the sky. The wind was cold and biting, and he swung the spear in a circle and the forest of spears was like the sea.

He is obviously a warrior who practices divine martial arts. His martial arts are pure and he has no Dao domain, but he has fought back and forth with the real dragon. However, the real dragon was blessed with the right time and place, and was like a fish in water in Shuiyang County, and the young general in silver armor gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, the real dragon roared excitedly, shaking his head and tail, and his pair of amber dragon eyes as big as millstones were full of murderous intent and bloodthirstiness. The flesh and blood of the spiritual practitioner was a great tonic, which he had never tasted before.

If I can swallow my opponent and refine him, my own strength will surely be improved. When he intercepts the fortune in Shuiyang County, I will immediately kill him back to find the old Taoist Xuanming, settle the grudges, destroy the Qiuzhen Temple, overturn the Fuyun Mountain, and rescue my son.

As thoughts surged, the real dragon's blood boiled, and without wasting words, he, Long Hen, said little, and directly displayed his magical powers, cruising in the sky, creating clouds and rain, turning rivers and seas upside down. In an instant, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, three thousand waves surging, and dark clouds for thousands of miles shocking the world, and the silver-armored generals of Qi Dynasty were killed.

The surging river water broke through the bank, submerged vast fertile fields, and destroyed tiled houses and thatched huts. Countless people wailed and struggled in the water. Those who could not swim were in danger of their lives, and those who could swim were entangled by water monsters.

"The evildoer must die!"

The silver-armored general roared angrily, veins bulged on his arms, and he tried his best to swing the strongest shot. There were no fancy moves, nor skills that were only for show. It was just the most basic and simple stabbing, but it pierced through the clouds and the moon, and had the power to destroy the world. The silver light was blinding, and his intention shook the universe. He moved forward fearlessly, with great momentum.

The wind and rain in the sky were pierced by the spear and split into two. An inexplicable force prevented the wind and rain from falling. The thunder and lightning were pierced by the spear and exploded into countless pieces.

The silver-armored general was like a cold-faced god of war, full of energy and vigor. With a gun in hand, he had the world at his disposal. His momentum, murderous intent, gun intent, pressure, and strength all reached their peak and merged into this one shot. It was his most amazing shot so far!
The true dragon's magical power was broken, the terrifying aura disappeared, and even the laws were pierced. However, the leader showed no joy. Instead, his face changed wildly. He turned around quickly and blocked with his spear.

At some point, the dragon's tail broke through the space and slapped down from behind. Even though the silver-armored general reacted in time, he was still blown away. The knuckles of his hands cracked and blood gushed out. His internal organs were churning, and he couldn't hold back the blood, which spurted out.

Seeing that his plan worked and severely damaged the opponent, the real dragon swam around happily, ready to strike while the iron was hot and kill the powerful enemy. He opened his mouth and exhaled, and endless water vapor condensed into a water ball of laws. Although it was only the size of an ordinary plate, it was terrifyingly powerful, brewing the four laws of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Feeling that the power was not enough, the True Dragon compressed the water ball until it was condensed to the limit. The water ball as big as an apple suddenly spurted out, seemingly fast but actually slow, shattering the void, and everything was destroyed wherever it passed.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the silver-armored general's cheek and from his chin. At the moment of life and death, his muscles tensed and his body sank slightly. He concentrated all the laws, the great way, the will to fight, etc. into the spear in his hand. He was fully focused and tried hard to accumulate strength. He stared at the real dragon and was ready to perish together with the dragon.

At this moment, there were only him and the real dragon in the world; water goblins, burst rivers, broken walls and ruins had all disappeared.

Close! Closer!

Looking at the law ball so close at hand, the silver-armored general was about to attack, but the space still stopped. A Tai Chi diagram blocked him, and the yin and yang rotated, and the two transformed into each other, and the law ball was destroyed with ease.

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"Who dares to ruin my good deeds?"

Seeing the victory within his grasp vanish into thin air, the real dragon was furious. His roar shook the nine heavens and was as loud as thunder.

The sword light fell, and Xuanming appeared, with white hair and beard, wearing an ordinary gray Taoist robe, and holding a whisk. If they had not seen him turning into sword light and standing in the void with their own eyes, the True Dragon and the Silver-Armored General would have thought that he was an ordinary old man.

"Old Xuanming, you have practiced the spirit!"

The True Dragon spoke in a low voice, and was shocked, but a huge wave of emotions surged in his heart. Even though he hated Xuanming to the core, he dared not show it on the surface. Without waiting for Xuanming's answer, he left all the monsters under his command behind and turned around to run, even using the Blood Escape Technique.

This old man had caused him to suffer a great loss before he was promoted. Now that he has achieved the status of a spirit, he is no match for him. Of course he has to escape as soon as possible or he will lose his life.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

As long as I am alive, revenge will come sooner or later.

Xuanming admired Zhenlong's decisiveness and courage. He was a hero, but the more so, the more he couldn't keep him.

Whether for the sake of the people or for his own peace of mind, the true dragon must die.

Xuanming was filled with murderous intent and waved his whisk lightly.

(End of this chapter)