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Chapter Thirty-Six Storms Rising

Chapter 36: The wind and clouds rise

"What? Brother Shen Ji succeeded in refining his body for the third time? He was ready to be born again? It was twenty years since he parted. He hurriedly left just to go into the mountains to dissolve the corpse... In short, he is probably about ten years old now, but he doesn't know where he will be reborn after his corpse is dissolved? What kind of appearance will he appear?"

When Hong Xuanji heard the words of the leader Meng Shenji, the Supreme Taoist leader from Xiao Anran, his eyes moved, and a very long-standing scene flashed in his heart.

However, he soon came back to his senses from his memories and laughed: "What can I do if the corpse is untied three times? As long as he does not survive the thunder tribulation in one day, he will not become a yang god, that is, a mere ghost immortal, at most, his soul is stronger and his Taoist art is more profound. So what if he finds me? Could it be that my court minister would care about whether a Taoist priest from the field would be successful?"

After laughing, Hong Xuanji calmed down and said, "Xiao Anran, are you looking for me today for this? You are teasing the court ministers. According to the law of the big karma, you will be exiled at least for three thousand miles! Humph! I handed the note to the cabinet. Fang Xiandao has a good method to buy the eunuch who sends tea in the palace."

"You are just a little Taoist priest who wants to interfere in the government affairs with some favor! You control the magical artifact of the country! You want to confiscate your family and destroy your family!"

"Hong Xuanji!"

Hearing Hong Xuanji say this, Xiao Anran's light golden face changed, and his hand moved slightly: "Don't keep silent about the court ministers, open the siege of the family! You can scare those officials, but I think it's a little bad! When we besieged Dachan Temple, if we hadn't been supported by our three sects, you would have died under the Tathagata fist of Monk Yin Yue, and you would have been so arrogant now!"

"Is that!" Hong Xuanji put his hands behind his back and stared at Xiao Anran, "I was a big fight back then, and the people supported me, and the people wanted to surrender. Letting you eliminate the rebellion three times is giving you a chance. If you don't follow, it wouldn't be the turn of opening a view here today, and it would be the same as the Great Zen Temple!"

"Shh..." Xiao Anran breathed a long sigh, "Since that's the case, I want to see how you, Hong Xuanji's 'Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens', searched our immortal path and destroyed the family."

After saying that, on the hall's huge Taoist ancestor's altar, a clang sounded a dragon sing. Then, a sword three feet long and two fingers wide, covered with blood patterns, flew up and down like a human blood vessel veins, flying up and down around Xiao Anran.

This sword is made of Taoist immortal steel and blood-branded steel in the legend.

Sharp can cut jade and break gold, and increase the power of the soul-controlling sword tenfold. Commanding the flying sword is as flexible as marching an arm.

"Xiao Anran, don't show off these gadgets in front of me. I want to kill you. It's easy. You and I are only twenty steps apart. I promise that before you can fire your flying sword, your body will be shattered. Besides, your soul cannot be close to my body at all."

Hong Xuanji watched the blood-bian steel flying sword flying up and down, without caring about it at all, he just took a step forward gently.

With a rumbling sound, the ground shook, and more than ten bluestone bricks arched together. The Great Dan Hall behind them shook for a while, and the Taoist ancestor's name made a crackling sound.

Hong Xuanji took a step forward, and huge force stepped on the ground. At the same time, the blood and energy of his body were circulating, and the temperature around his body increased. It seemed that a huge heat wave was threatening. The sword that was flying up and down seemed to be unable to bear the invisible pressure of the blood and energy, and the speed of his flying seemed to be stuck.

"I, Hong Xuanji, have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and have never seen that the way of ghosts and gods can achieve great things. Even if a ghost immortal goes to the battlefield, millions of people will have to lose their souls when they are masculine and force. Hong Xuanji seems to speak casually, but every word reveals unparalleled confidence and power.

"Then let me see if your body is hard, or my Yuanyang Feijian is hard!" Xiao Anran was furious and rose up.

As the leader of Fang Xiandao, Xiao Anran is famous all over the world with a Yuanyang sword.

The two seemed to be going to fight for life and death.

"Brother Xuanji is still so inhumane."

At this moment, a man wearing light yellow silk clothes with a paintbrush came out of the hall. The man's hair was gray and seemed to be about fifty years old.

"So it's Brother Gan Daozi." Seeing the man holding the paintbrush, Hong Xuanji's face calmed down a little.

This person who came out of the hall was the Taoist Taoist. His painting skills were all over the world and could be distorted by the real ones. Legend has it that once, a tiger screen was drawn for a noble man and placed it at home. But when someone went in, he thought it was a real tiger at first glance, and he was scared to death.

"Brother Daozi, what's wrong with you coming to Yujing Temple?" Hong Xuanji asked, resigning.

Xiao Anran also knew that he couldn't fight. With a thought, the Yuanyang Sword flew back to the Taoist Ancestor's Episode.

"I'll draw the supreme Taoist ancestor picture for the three schools. The past Amitabha Sutra among the three volumes of scriptures in the Dachan Temple was known as the first sutra of spiritual soul cultivation. By watching this sutra, you can achieve the Yang God and cultivate the great way of gods and immortals. In fact, I think that the scriptures may not be as magical as the Taoist practice. In fact, the method of practice may not be as good as the various visualization and magic methods of the Taoist sect. However, there is an Amitabha image on the sutra, which integrates all the temperaments and charms of the entire Buddhist sect into it. Visualizing this image and storing it in your heart can suppress all evil demons, understand the past, and know its true appearance. The reason why our Taoist sect has no supreme secret method is that it lacks a Taoist ancestor image that embraces the great way."

Gan Daozi said, looking at the statue of the Taoist ancestor god in the center of the hall, sighing: "This Taoist ancestor figure has the essence of creating the world and evolving the sun, moon and thunder, but it seems that it is still a little less charming. If you can't tolerate all the Tao, you may not be able to visualize it in your heart, and you may not be able to suppress everything and repair your soul."

"Oh, scholars keep saints in their hearts, govern the world and cultivate themselves, open up peace in the world, and be vast. Taoists keep Taoists keep Taoists in their hearts, open up the world, evolve all things, and are infinite. Buddhists keep Buddhas in their hearts, understand the true nature, their true faces, and they are confused for all times, and cannot move their original hearts. The three teachings and methods come from the same source. Unfortunately, talents in Buddhist temples can reveal the essence in one stroke."

When the Gandaozi talked, he kept talking.

"Brother Daozi, since you appear here, I guess it's not for the sake of completely painting." Hong Xuanji asked.

"Of course not. I am the Prince of Shenwei and ask me to mediate. Brother Xuanji, do you know now that the eight evil immortals in the world? There are also the eight words "Huixian" of the family? Now the monsters are in chaos, and the cults are in chaos in my court. You alone are probably difficult to compete with, especially the monsters are now targeting you. You won't tell me the details of the Yuan Concubine, you don't know."

"Yang Tuo, the King of God's Power? He guarded the border, and the news was so well-informed?" Hong Xuanji said.

"Of course, he couldn't separate himself. He said that the Way of Non-birth and the Way of True Vacuum is not a minor matter. It is likely that the Way of Non-birth in the three volumes of the Daze Temple fell into the hands of some people, and created two great Taoist sects, mainly in troubled times. These two mysterious cults, plus the eight demon immortals in the world, are not small if they really make trouble. In addition, the Taishang Taoist has also sent people out, and we have to cooperate for the time being to find the right time to wipe out the demon immortals and the cults." Xiao Anran said.

"The Supreme Taoist sent someone out? Where?" Hong Xuanji's heart moved.

"The Supreme Taoist was born, and all the women were in brothels. Why did Brother Xuanji ask me? Now she is Su Mu, the number one talented girl in Yujing, in Sanhua Building." Xiao Anran sneered.

"Who is aware of the big dream first? I know it in my life."

At the same time, in the osmanthus wing room of the Hou Mansion, Hong Yi slept until three o'clock on the sun before getting up.

In the past two days, he was unexpectedly quiet in the marquis's mansion and nothing happened. Hong Xuanji lived in the palace cabinet all day and night because of his busy national affairs, and did not return to the mansion, which reduced his worries by half.
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