Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Before he could think about it, Xiao Feng's palm power had already hit him, and Xiang Kui met the masculine palm power with a powerful palm.

The extremely yang palm force and the icy palm force collided instantly, and the sound of steam rising was heard.

But Xiang Kui's expression froze instantly. Although his Zhiyang Palm power could dispel the cold, its power was not as strong as Xiao Feng's.

His palm power was dispersed by the impact. The distance between the two was very close, and Xiao Feng's palm power suddenly hit his chest.

Xiang Kui suddenly flew backwards and only stopped after crashing into seven or eight trees as thick as thighs.

"Sir, I apologize for the offense. Xiao Feng will take his leave." As Xiang Kui flew backwards, Xiao Feng held Ah Zhu in one hand and quickly walked away six or seven feet in a step.

"The gap is so big?" Xiang Kui was surprised. He had watched the battle between Xiao Feng and Li Canghai before, and he knew that he was no match for them.

He just wanted to delay His Majesty's arrival, but he didn't expect that Xiao Feng would be so strong after undergoing a transformation, and he couldn't even catch a palm strike from him.

Although he was not good at fighting, his realm was higher than Xiao Feng's, but he was crushed instead. This was somewhat difficult for him to accept.

Xiang Kui coughed lightly to relieve the discomfort in his lungs. He was about to get up and chase after him when His Majesty's voice suddenly rang out:

"No need to chase him, just let him go."

As the voice fell, Zhao Kuangyin's figure fell from the air.

"Your Majesty, he..."

Zhao Kuangyin waved his hand, "My spiritual sense has heard your conversation. If he doesn't want to stay, then there's no need to force him."

"Your Majesty, Xiao Feng's cultivation speed is too fast. Now that he belongs to the Liao Kingdom, I am afraid he will hinder Your Majesty's great cause."

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Xiang Kui, who said again, "Your Majesty, I do have some selfish motives."

"Xiao Feng is alive, and Jiang Weichen may not be dead. Just wait patiently. When he shows up, I will give you the elixir that Murong Longcheng placed in the secret room. Go find him."

This was also the reason why he didn't show up to stop it before. Xiao Feng and Jiang Weichen had a close relationship.

Xiao Feng has undergone a transformation and his skills have greatly improved. What about Jiang Weichen?

He was already able to fight against celestial beings before, and now he has reached a new level. He has made up his mind and does not want to make enemies with Jiang Weichen.

"Jiang Weichen is not dead?" Xiang Kui was surprised. Seeing His Majesty nod, Xiang Kui's face showed excitement.

After a moment, Xiang Kui regained his composure and said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Feng is so talented and can fight against opponents of higher rank. Although he is not as impressive as Jiang Weichen, he may hinder Your Majesty's great cause in the future."

"Xiao Feng is a gentleman. Such a person would not bother to lie. According to what he said, that technique can only undergo two transformations. His subsequent cultivation cannot be that fast. Moreover, if he cannot lock up his own energy, he will not be able to break through to the Heavenly Man stage.

If he can't break through to the Heavenly Man realm, then no matter how strong his fighting power is, the Liao Kingdom only has him as a Grandmaster, while the Song Dynasty has me, you, Xiaoyaozi and his disciples, as well as Zhang Ziyang, Qingyun and others. What can he use to stop us?"

Since Xiaoyaozi has decided to tie the destiny of Taoism to the destiny of the country, it is impossible to stop him from expanding his territory. Not only will we not stop him, we will also help him with all our strength.

He has five great masters and two celestial beings in the Song Dynasty. Except for Fuyaozi, no one in the world can stop him.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Feng is going to seek revenge. Can we lend him some help and reveal Wang Yuyan's whereabouts to him?"

Xiang Kui knew that His Majesty wanted the mother and son to die, but those who woke up at that time failed to kill Wang Yuyan.

But it was also understandable. After all, Wang Yuyan was a master at the peak of the mid-stage Grandmaster level and was about to break through to the late stage. There were almost no Grandmasters among those who were chasing her at the time.

When the master who was converted in the palace saw Taizu, he had no intention of chasing and killing him.

Xuan Ji and others from Shaolin were monks, and openly hunting them down would go against their image of being "compassionate", so they did not do so.

The masters of both sides did not pursue her, and the only ones left were a few masters of Taoism, but unfortunately their realm was not high enough, so they were unable to kill Wang Yuyan.

Although Wang Yuyan ran away, Xiang Kui had already attracted people's attention, so Xiang Kui naturally knew where she was.

Zhao Kuangyin thought about it, and finally shook his head and said, "Don't interfere, let Xiao Feng find it himself."

Wang Yuyan and her son posed no threat to him. He had already offended Xiaoyaozi once because of the Supreme Alliance, so it would be inappropriate for him to target them again.

"Xiao Feng is alone, it might not be easy to find him." Xiang Kui was puzzled.

Zhao Kuangyin shook his head. "If he was determined to seek revenge, he wouldn't have put his connections with the Beggars' Sect to waste."

Although the Beggars' Sect is now in pieces because of the heavy casualties among its top elders and the lack of a leader, its members are spread all over the place, so it is not difficult to find someone.

……

A month later, Dali King Duan Zhengchun went out incognito to meet his lover, but was assassinated by a master who used the Duan family's secret One Yang Finger.

After returning to Dali, Duan Yu officially ascended the throne of the King of Dali.

But not long after he ascended the throne, one dark and windy night, Duan Yanqing sneaked into the palace and recognized Duan Yu.

Duan Yu didn't believe that his mother was such a person, and he didn't believe that the father who raised him for more than 20 years was just an adoptive father.

Faced with Duan Yanqing's "slander", the furious Duan Yu gave an order and the palace guards surrounded and killed Duan Yanqing.

A siege completely escalated the matter. In anger, Duan Yu's words let everyone know the reason: His Majesty is not the son of the late emperor.

When Dao Baifeng returned to the palace from the Taoist temple, she knew that what happened that year had been exposed, and it was obvious that Duan Zhengchun died at the hands of Duan Yanqing.

Feeling ashamed and guilty, Duan Baifeng explained the truth to Duan Yu that night and committed suicide to follow her late husband.

As soon as his father died, his mother was buried alive with him. The cause of death was actually because he spoke without restraint in anger.

Duan Yu was heartbroken because his biological father killed his adoptive father who had raised him for more than 20 years.

The purpose was simply to allow himself to ascend the throne early to prevent his adoptive father from having other sons, which would cause unexpected changes in the succession of the throne.

Duan Yu could not accept the fact that his parents' deaths were related to him. He was in a daze all day long, ignoring the affairs of state and was unwilling to acknowledge Duan Yanqing as his father.

His son refused to acknowledge him, and the goddess Guanyin in his heart also committed suicide. Duan Yanqing felt remorseful for a while.

The throne returned to his lineage, but he was not as happy as he expected.

Duan Yanqing left the palace in a daze. The guards along the way did not dare to stop him because this was the emperor's biological father.

Duan Yanqing came all the way to Tianlong Temple and explained everything to Duan Zhengming, saying that he wanted to become a monk in Tianlong Temple. Duan Zhengming sighed that it was a sin.

Unexpectedly, his abdication indirectly led to the death of his younger brother. His younger brother was pursuing other women, unaware that a fire had broken out in his backyard.

Duan Zhengming looked at Duan Yanqing, unable to make a decision. He finally contacted his ancestor Duan Siping, who was away on a journey, but his ancestor only said, "Don't bother him."

The murdered were his descendants, and the murderers were also his descendants. After years of seclusion, he made no distinction between relatives and strangers. He chose not to help anyone. Besides, he didn't want to care about this mundane matter now.

Duan Zhengming was helpless. His nephew was in a daze all day and didn't even handle the affairs of state. His subordinates were in a panic.

There was no other suitable candidate to inherit the throne, and Duan Yu had grown up under his care, so he didn't want to abolish his throne.

Duan Zhengming had no choice but to show up and announce the news that his ancestor was still alive. With the appearance of Zhao Kuangyin and Murong Longcheng, it was understandable that Duan Siping, who lived in the same period, was not dead.

The officials of Dali immediately put away their wandering thoughts. Even if the emperor ignored the affairs of state, they would still do their duties.

After stabilizing the situation in the court, Duan Zhengming finally agreed to let Duan Yanqing become a monk in Tianlong Temple.

The farce ended, and it seemed that Duan Zhengchun was the only one injured.

Chapter 441 The soul leaves the body

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

The world is changing, time is going back, and Jiang Weichen, who has lost his vitality, has also undergone some unknown changes.

Vitality dissipates, the body gradually loses its vitality, and after seven days the heart source is exhausted, the power of the mind is depleted, the thinking consciousness begins to dissipate, and an illusory and invisible spirit gradually separates from the body.

The moment it floated out of the coffin, it quickly dissipated under the night wind.

Just when it was about to disappear between heaven and earth, suddenly a palace appeared in the heart palace.

This palace was none other than the incomplete Yandao Hall. Wisps of spiritual power emanated from it, and at the same time, the ethereal and profound word "Tao" above the cushion in the Yandao Hall began to emit wisps of inexplicable aura.

This breath passed through the heart palace, through the body and coffin, and was injected into the spirit that was about to dissipate.

Suddenly, the originally scattered spirit stopped dissipating and became much more solid.

The night wind blew, and the spirit began to disperse again, but immediately another breath was injected into it, and it condensed again.

In this confrontation, the spirit actually tends to grow stronger.

At the same time, with the infusion of the spiritual power of the Yandao Hall, Jiang Weichen's consciousness, which was originally dissipating, returned.

Jiang Weichen looked at the Yandao Hall standing in the Heart Palace and was a little confused. Didn’t this Yandao Hall exist in his spiritual consciousness? How did it come to the Heart Palace?

Feeling the spiritual power that continuously emanated from it, Jiang Weichen murmured, "Is this what it absorbed in the past?"

Every time his state of mind broke through, the space of the Yandao Hall would become larger. Jiang Weichen guessed that the Yandao Hall was related to his state of mind. He didn't expect that now that his physical body was dead and his heart was dry, it was the Yandao Hall that emitted the spiritual power to keep his consciousness alive.

When his consciousness returned, he immediately felt the spirit leaving his body through some mysterious connection.

"Is this the soul?" Jiang Weichen murmured.

He had vaguely felt this spirit once when he broke through to become a Grandmaster, but he didn't expect to feel it clearly now.

"Is my soul leaving my body?" Jiang Weichen was a little surprised, but suddenly a severe pain like a burning fire came over him, causing Jiang Weichen, who had just regained consciousness, to scream and wail continuously.

He had never experienced such pain before. It was a thousand times more intense than when Murong Longcheng flattened his body with a palm strike, as if it was striking his soul directly.

……

At Qingyun Temple, everyone was immersed in sorrow when suddenly they heard a sound like ghosts howling.

Chunhua, Wang Zhaohui and others were puzzled. Their realm was low and their feelings were not deep.

Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun were the first to notice, and Qingyun asked first: "Zhang Ziyang, did you hear any sound?"

Zhang Ziyang nodded and said, "This sound doesn't sound like it comes from the body. It's more like the sound of the spirit. It goes straight to the soul without passing through the ear."

"Could it be that Xiaoyaozi hasn't left yet?" Qingyun asked in surprise.

Zhang Ziyang frowned and shook his head, saying, "It shouldn't be him. The sound came from the back mountain, and he seemed to be in great pain."

"The back mountain?" Qingyun's face was solemn. "Today is the seventh day since Jiang Xiaoyou passed away. Should I bury him after today?"

Zhang Ziyang frowned. The seventh night of the soul returning was originally a folk legend, which only expressed the reluctance of the living to part with the dead and the nostalgia of the dead for the living.

They didn't think it was true, so Qingyun chose to bury him today, and he didn't object.

Because today is indeed a good day for burial. After today, the next good day will be five days later.

"Let's go to the back mountain and take a look." Zhang Ziyang stood up and said.

The two of them moved very quickly and arrived at the grave in a moment.

"How come it's gone? This is so strange, am I hallucinating?" Qingyun didn't even hear anything when he put his ear close to the grave.

Zhang Ziyang was also puzzled, but said, "It's not an auditory hallucination. It's completely silent all around, not a single insect chirping. It's obvious that the noise just now scared them."