Chapter 499: The Supreme Daoist Sect, a Taoist at the Top of the Five Realms, Who Wrote the Peerless Pure Yang Taixuan Sutra

Shen Hui's heart was much stronger than Yi Chen had imagined.

Although he was still extremely sad, Yi Chen could see that after a brief escape, he was already facing reality and trying to find his own way to Buddhism.

If such an outstanding monk had not been taken advantage of by the evil spirit outside the courtyard, Yi Chen believed that with his cultivation of mind, it would only be a matter of time for him to break through the emotional tribulation. It is estimated that the elders of Da Guangming Mountain also thought so.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as "if" among the wonders of heaven and earth within the five realms.

The death of the woman named Chun Ya, whether it was an accidental mistake, or a secret push by the Great Power Tianlong Temple, or a monk in Da Guangming Mountain and the Great Power Tianlong Temple conspired to push it, this truth will eventually be unknown and buried in the endless blood.

Of course, at least half of the medal of military merit for the lost truth should be attributed to a certain Taoist.

In the dim light of the sky, three figures stood facing each other on Da Guangming Mountain.

Shen Hui was holding a young monk with red lips and white teeth and standing on the top of the mountain.

This young monk was naturally Shen Hui's junior brother, the young monk Shen Ye, who was saved by Yi Chen at a critical moment.

Although Shen Hui was slapped away by Yi Chen before, and Yi Chen secretly protected him, Shen Ye was still stunned by the confrontation of Ji Yuan's exciting Qi, and did not wake up until midnight.

"Shen Ye, don't blame your senior brother. The strange methods of the evil demons from outer space are far beyond your understanding." Yi Chen stretched out his big hand, touched the smooth head of the stubborn young monk, and sighed.

From the slightly mature eyes of the young monk in front of him, he suddenly thought of Qingfeng and Mingyue, who were about the same age as Shen Ye.

Now Shen Ye's eyes are much more mature than Qingfeng Mingyue's.

And premature maturity is not a good thing, it means premature experience of pain.

Qingfeng Mingyue has been protected by Yi Chen and Qingyunzi and still maintains the innocence and cunning of three years ago.

"Master Yi, I understand." The little monk raised his head and glanced at Yi Chen. He secretly increased the strength of his hand holding Shen Hui, as if to comfort his senior brother.

"Hehe, you little monk, you understand shit."

"I will give you eight words, deep love does not last long, extreme wisdom will hurt, you are a little kid, why are you trying to be an adult? If you want to cry, just cry."

"Although your senior brother is extremely smart, the road he chose is destined to be difficult and muddy. If you are tired or encounter any difficulties, come to Zhuilong Mountain to find me or Qingyunzi." Yi Chen slapped Shen Ye's butt and scolded him with a smile.

"Master Yi..."

After being slapped and said by Yi Chen, Shen Ye could no longer hold back. He immediately cried loudly and hugged his senior brother's thigh, crying out of breath.

"Buddhist friend, what are you doing? It's a good thing that the little guy can cry. Don't think that everyone can be as strong as you."

"Okay, if you brothers and sisters have any difficulties in the future, just come to Zhuilong Mountain to find me. I will definitely help you."

After waving his hand casually, Yi Chen flew quickly towards the direction of Taishang Daomen.

Of course, the process of going to the nearby big city through the teleportation array to "transfer" and talking to Shen Hui took a long time. Otherwise, he could not arrive at Taishang Daomen at the agreed time.

When it is dark to the extreme, it is light.

The morning star faded, and the sky was pale.

The little monk Shen Ye, who was tired of crying, fell asleep on Shen Hui's shoulder.

Sitting high on the top of the mountain, Shen Hui lowered his eyes, looked at the rising sun and sighed:

"The world is full of reincarnation, and the cycle of cause and effect has a fixed number."

"The temple should be convenient for people and for oneself. Instead of building it on the top of the mountain, it is better to build it at the foot of the mountain."

"The temple I rebuilt should be called - Red Dust Temple."

At this moment, perhaps because the sun was too bright, the little monk Shen Ye woke up faintly, and the first thing he saw was the warm face of his senior brother.

"Shen Ye, would you like to become a Buddha with your senior brother in this world?"

"Greed and love become the five aggregates. The false combination is the body."

"Blood and flesh connect the tendons and bones. There is a pile of dust in the skin."

"The lost are happy. The wise do not care about relatives."

"The four phases are all gone. Calling is the truth."

After chanting a verse, Shen Hui's Buddha light flowed, his body was clear, and his eyes showed great compassion, like nirvana.

No one knew what he had realized in just one or two hours.

"Brother, good!"

Shen Ye grabbed the handsome monk's robe and said good.

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"You see, the mountain ghost can't drink the Taoist's wine~"

"Shen Hui can't smoke the cigarette handed by Yue Lao~"

"You who are leaving, I can't keep you by my side~"

"I can only hate that it's hard to have both~"

"Wuhu~"

Above the vast Qingming, a heroic Taoist who had completed the turnaround was humming a strange slang song and was rushing.

He grabbed a jar of old wine in his big hand, sang a line of the song, and drank a sip, letting the clear wine wet his clothes, with a chic and heroic look.

"I don't know what price His Majesty paid to get the Supreme Dao Sect to hand over the "Three Corpses Killing Martial God Sutra"."

"But with His Majesty's evil heart, I guess he can't offer a high price. The Supreme Dao Sect doesn't have many chips."

"Forget it, this is none of my business. Your Majesty gave me the martial arts book to make it convenient for me. I just need to keep improving my strength and kill those evil people. Even if His Majesty doesn't give a penny, that's his ability."

When Yi Chen thought of the information about Asuna that the evil rat demon had revealed before his death, his expression became more serious, and his interest in singing was gone.

Asuna's strength was unknown, so he could not be too cautious in dealing with it.

If he could push the Pure Yang Refining Extreme True Method to the 25th level before facing this beast...

Thinking of this, Yi Chen glanced at the virtual light screen at the eyelids about the remaining amount of the crimson dots, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Hiss~ Do you want me, Jia Loulan, to suffer in the demon realm again? This is not good~"

As Yi Chen's mind turned, a towering fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist was already in sight on the distant skyline.

"Forget it, this "Three Corpses Killing Martial God Sutra" is so strange and extraordinary, let's see how much discount it can give me."

Yi Chen never doubted whether he could understand the true meaning of this sutra and truly get started.

What a joke! With Yichengzi's amazing wisdom, he would never believe that there is such a powerful martial arts scripture in the Five Realms!

"Brother, take a sip. Your road is over."

Yi Chen brought a sturdy mountain ghost in his right hand to his eyes, drank the last sip of strong liquor in the jar, and then sprayed the alcohol mixed with Jiyuan on the mountain ghost's body that was struggling and roaring wildly.

For a moment, it was like morning dew meeting the scorching sun. The mountain ghost's figure evaporated instantly, and a stream of information immediately appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.

This mountain ghost was accidentally encountered by Yi Chen on his way to the Supreme Dao Gate. As for why he killed it only now....naturally it was fun.

This mountain ghost is different from other mountain ghosts in the illustration~

Yi Chen has never seen a mountain ghost that looks like a blue elf, and hangs around with two eggs exposed outside, playing quite perverted, so he caught it and studied it for a while.

It's a pity that it can't drink the wine of Zhenshi Chunyang!

With a raised eyebrow, the Taoist looked at the towering green mountain in front of him, flew in the wind, and slowly landed.

As the huge stone tablet with four gilded characters of the Supreme Dao Sect engraved on it continued to enlarge in front of him, Haoran's poem suddenly resounded throughout the airspace.

Its momentum was majestic and domineering!

"Majestic wisdom and martial arts surpass the crowd."

"The hero laughs and determines the fate of the world."

"The giants of heaven and earth all praise his power."

"A Taoist at the top of the five realms!"

As the poem of the Taoist at the top of the five realms fell, Yi Chen no longer concealed his momentum in an instant. He reached the peak of his holy power and slowly stopped after breaking through the might of the fourth realm of breaking the limit.

"The Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi came to the Supreme Dao Sect to pay homage. I hope all Taoist friends will come and have a chat!"

The sound of the great Dao spread in all directions, and the entire sect of the Supreme Dao Sect was shaken for a while!

Countless masters rushed out and looked at the Taoist at the foot of the mountain in horror.

"How... how is this possible?"

"Yichengzi... How could Taoist Master Yichengzi be so powerful!"

The eyes of countless Taoists popped out.

Two powerful figures flashed out.

They were Ying Si and the shocked Huan Shuzi.

In order to reduce the troubles in his future domination of the human realm, Yi Chen decided to do it today and give the Supreme Taoist a little shocking pure yang today!

Seeing the real master coming out, the Great Qin State Master who had successfully established his authority immediately restrained his spirit, and Ying Si immediately introduced:

"Fellow Daoist Huan, let me introduce you, this is my Great Qin State Master Yichengzi!"

"Master, I am sorry for making such a big fuss."

Seeing the smile on Ying Si's face, Yi Chen also changed his previous solemn expression, and bowed to Huan Shuzi in front of him with a smile:

"I, Yichengzi, have long admired the immortal mountain of the Supreme Taoist Sect, but unfortunately I have been entangled in worldly affairs and have not been able to move forward. I am very happy to see you today, but I am a little out of control due to my excitement."

"I hope fellow Daoist Huan will not be offended."

"It's just a small gift, not a respect, I hope fellow Daoist will not despise it."

Yi Chen smiled and presented his souvenir for the mountain visit, a big blue tail with five colorful circles at the end of the tail!

"Ah...ah? Taoist Master Yi is too polite, what...what is this?" Looking at the blue tail that Yi Chen stuffed into his hand with a painful look, Huan Shuzi's face was shocked.

"Oh, this is the tail of a mountain ghost. I spent a lot of effort to find this rare thing."

"Daoyou, don't underestimate this thing. This blue mountain ghost is very rare. It is estimated that it has undergone a mutation. It is very precious. It is estimated that there is no second one in the entire human world."

Yi Chen immediately explained with understanding.

Looking at Yi Chen with a proud face, and then looking at Ying Si who was talking and laughing beside him, Huan Shuzi opened his mouth, and finally the words came to his mouth but he waved his hand:

"You two Taoist friends have come from afar, please go into the mountain to drink a cup of spiritual tea."

"No, it's too troublesome. I heard that the Bailing Banquet of the Supreme Taoist Sect is famous in Dongzhou. Why don't we eat first~"

Yi Chen immediately suggested.

"Your Majesty is really a kind person~"

Looking at the backs of Yi Chen and Ying Si going up the mountain, Huan Shuzi rubbed his stiff face and called a young Taoist priest:

"Zuo Wangji, go prepare the Bailing Banquet. By the way, ask the chef to stew this blue tail and add it to the Bailing Banquet."

"Such a precious tail should be served to the distinguished guests."

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After eating and drinking, the satisfied Great Qin Locust came to a cliff.

"Is this "Severing the Three Corpses' Martial Nerves"?" Looking at the tadpole-like twisted words on the stone wall of Jueyuan, Yi Chen's expression suddenly froze.

"Yes, I've heard for a long time that Taoist Master Yi has amazing martial arts attainments. I wonder if you can see some of his skills?" Uncle Huan said with a numb face.

"Don't worry, it's easy."

Yi Chen's face hardened and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Carefully imprint all the words on the Jueyuan stone wall into your heart.

Suddenly, he stretched out a finger and saw a bulge the size of a soybean suddenly appeared on the fingertip, and it began to expand and contract regularly like a heart.

"What... what is Taoist Master Yi doing?" Uncle Huan was stunned and couldn't help asking Ying Si, who had a solemn expression next to him.

"Fellow Daoist Huan, you don't understand. I really didn't expect that the master's control over the body would reach such an extent. His physical strength is simply unparalleled in the world."

"If I'm not wrong, the Imperial Master is using tiny bits of flesh and blood to build his own small circulation in the human body, simulating his own martial arts performance. If you don't believe it, look at it~"

Bang~

There was a soft sound, and a soybean-sized thing at Yi Chen's fingertips exploded into a ball of blood mist as it beat more and more violently.

"Your Majesty, Taoist Master Yi, is this...?"

"Obviously, the national master has failed in training." Ying Si said nonchalantly.

Compared to Yi Chen's failure, what shocked him even more was Yi Chen's absolute control over his body.

Powerful, no need to say more.

It doesn't matter if you fail once, because failure is the mother of success.

At this time, God's mentality was still very stable.

Yi Chen adjusted his mentality and immediately started his second martial arts performance.

Bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang

Soon, bang bang sounds sounded again and again, and Yi Chen's left hand had four crystal phalanges exposed.

"National Master, why don't we forget it~" Ying Si looked at Yi Chen's gloomy face and couldn't help but comfort him with a gentle voice.

"No! Damn it! This martial arts book simply doesn't take Pindao seriously."

The angry Great Master of Qin suddenly stood up. This time with a flash of light in his eyes, he actually used all the meat he had earned from cutting leeks in the Demon Realm.

Based on the ninety-nine previous failures, Yi Chen felt that he was only one step away from success.

Deep in the Pure Yang Flame Prison, as countless cocks gradually dimmed, in the shocked eyes of Ying Si and Huan Shuzi, a joyful smile suddenly bloomed on the corner of the Taoist's mouth.

"I am a poor man, I understand (liao)!"

When he spread his big hand, a light whirlpool immediately circled and danced in the Taoist's palm.

"Damn it, Dao Zun, this bad old man is so bad."

"The words are not words, and the shapes are not shapes. Some words in this scripture are words, but some words are the routes of the true energy running the form and meaning. Step by step, there are endless changes. My Taoist friend Huan Shuzi, I will not eat your Bai Ling Banquet in vain. This martial arts, which was born out of "Slaying the Three Corpses Martial Mind", is given to you as a Taoist sect."

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist held the holy halberd in his hand and began to write rapidly on the ground.

That book is peerless, Chunyang Taixuan Jing!

After a cup of tea, the Taoist stopped holding the holy halberd in high spirits.

The five characters of Chunyang Taixuan Sutra come to an end.

After many spiritual reflections, martial arts practice has reached Yi Chen's current state. He is no longer Wu Xia Amon. After painstaking understanding, he finally relied on his astonishing wisdom to decipher the Tao Master's "game" and successfully became the first Layer "Severing Three Corpses' Martial Nerves".

But he is no longer planning to practice later. It’s not that he can’t afford it, it’s just that using crimson is more cost-effective.

At this moment, Yi Chen already understood that the crimson dots needed to advance his true power were only 750 million crimson dots.

Suddenly, a ruthless look suddenly appeared on the Taoist's eyebrows, and his ferocious aura made Uncle Huan and Ying Si's brows jump!

"I must collect the last 40 to 50 million crimson dots before facing Asnar."

"Big deal."

"If you suffer another hardship in the devil's realm, the Holy Lord will take the blame!"