Li Mingyue always felt that he was dreaming. He actually suppressed a strong master with his own martial arts strength, and he was also a strong Yin Yang mirror in the grand master. That was a terrifying existence that was only one level away from a saint.
ah.
Counting up from his realm, he reaches the fifth level of the martial realm. Even though he is now at the Zhenwu realm, there are Yuanwu realm, Xuanwu realm, and Tianwu realm. Then there is the fifth level of the Guiyuan realm, the third level of the minor grandmaster, and the great grandmaster.
One level, a total of twelve levels of realm, which is simply unbelievable.
Of course, Li Mingyue is also very clear that what can really suppress him is the cultural heritage of Huang Qinghan. It is the power left by the saint. It can naturally suppress a powerful grandmaster. What follows is
There was the guidance of the woman in the bell, otherwise Li Mingyue would not have known how to deal with it, then there was the role of the ancient artifact Chaos Bell, and finally the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation.
Putting so many things together, they only suppressed the red-robed man in the Chaos Bell instead of killing him directly. This shows how terrifying the powerful Grand Master is.
If there wasn't that woman guarding the Chaos Clock, Li Mingyue had no doubt that the man in red robe could escape.
Even so, both he and Huang Qinghan paid a huge price, especially Huang Qinghan, who seemed hopeless. If the woman in the bell hadn't said that she would not be in danger, Li Mingyue would have felt that Huang Qinghan
Han is going to die.
Although Li Mingyue had given Huang Qinghan two expensive pills, it still failed to change Huang Qinghan's condition. Blood continued to leak out and soaked Li Mingyue's back. However, according to the instructions in the bell,
According to the woman, this is a good thing for Huang Qinghan. Once she gets through this, her whole person will undergo earth-shaking changes, and it is not impossible to become a saint immediately.
Although Li Mingyue found it a bit unbelievable, he felt that he could still believe the words of the woman in the bell. At least Huang Qinghan should really not be in any danger, regardless of whether he became a saint or not.
Although seriously injured and exhausted, Li Mingyue did not dare to stop for a moment because danger could appear at any time.
The royal family alone has already made him despair, and now there is such a Brahmin, Shura Palace, and a great master and strong man has appeared as soon as he takes action. Even the scenery is forced to separate from them, which is enough to prove the power of this Brahmin.
How terrifying.
There is no doubt that the Brahmin leader is at least a great master, otherwise he would not be so cautious. Besides that leader, there might be other strong people.
Therefore, Li Mingyue could not help but worry about the safety of the scenery, but he felt that he should still believe in the scenery, and forced himself to believe in the scenery, because he wanted the scenery to live.
According to the scenery, he must first rush to Shangquan Mountain, and then go three hundred miles east to find an old man who fishes by the river all year round.
Li Mingyue didn't understand why Jingjing asked him to go to Shangquan Mountain. Logically speaking, judging from the current situation, Shangquan Mountain could not help at all. A sect whose strongest person could not reach the martial realm, no matter how deep the foundation was,
It is also impossible to stop strong men who are often great masters or minor masters.
But since Scenery said so, there must be a reason for it, so just do it.
In addition, Li Mingyue also has another doubt, that is, why does the so-called Shura King want to see him?
Although the man in red robe came for Huang Qinghan, it was undeniable that he just wanted to kill Huang Qinghan, and his real goal was himself.
The reason why the man in red robe wants to kill Huang Qinghan is actually very simple. It is simply because of Huang Qinghan's cultural inheritance, because Huang Qinghan is destined to become a big figure in Confucianism in the future, and may even become a Confucian saint, and Brahmin is the
Ghost Taoism is incompatible with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. If they meet, they will naturally strangle Huang Qinghan in the cradle.
Of course, there may be other reasons, but Li Mingyue has always known very little about the grievances between these sects, so she dare not make assumptions.
What Li Mingyue is more concerned about now is an idea that has emerged in his mind.
That was something related to his mother, about the interception sixteen years ago.
According to the theory that Li Mingyue first received, it was that his mother had something to do with the demons, so she was intercepted and killed by the Taoist masters. This statement is very credible, after all, the Taoist masters have always done their best to eliminate demons.
, but after meeting the tomb guard later, according to the tomb guard, his mother had nothing to do with the demons at all. It was only because she violated the teachings of Zhenwu Mountain that she was regarded as an evil heretic, which led to
A fatal disaster.
Li Mingyue had always believed in the tombkeeper's statement, but now, he couldn't help but have doubts.
If only Zhenwu Mountain cleans up the door, the other forces have no reason to take action, and it is impossible to involve the demon clan, because the most critical thing for the interception to be completed is the demon clan.
In other words, it is very likely that my mother really has something to do with the demons, otherwise no one would have spent so much time planning everything. Otherwise, even if the Brahmin and Shura Hall wanted to take action, they would directly kill her instead of taking her away.
Own……
In other words, the plan sixteen years ago was probably far more complicated than I imagined, and the involvement behind it was probably even more unimaginable.
It's just that Li Mingyue hasn't figured out these things clearly after all, and they are all just his own guesses. I'm afraid he can only know the specific truth when he has the ability to be on an equal footing with those Taoist masters, and he may never know the truth.
the truth.
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Qi Kingdom. To the east of Qingyu Gate, where the original Yangyan Palace was located.
At this moment, Yangyan Palace is completely deserted, and the magma rivers that were originally hidden in the earth are also appearing in the valley. However, the hot magma has solidified at this moment, and it is dark red mixed with burnt black.
There was a man walking on top of the solidified magma with his hands behind his back.
This is the only military saint in the world who has become a saint through martial arts. This strong man who can guard the entire Qi Kingdom by himself is frowning his sword eyebrows at this moment, and then he says to himself: "Chen Daoling, Chen Daoling, what are you hiding?
How many secrets have been revealed?”
After saying that, he raised his right hand, and the solidified magma actually rolled and boiled again, and then he pulled something out of the magma. He held it out of thin air, and the thing let out a shrill scream, and turned into something on the spot.
Fly ashes!
The military sage seemed to be puzzled and said in a cold voice: "A good game of chess suddenly turned into a bad game. What a nonsense move, what a Chen Daoling! Now that the Hall of Hell has appeared, you little guy
It’s of no use anymore.”
He turned to look at the east and spoke a string of names: "Chen Daoling, Li Mingyue, Bai Chuxue..."
Then he mentioned a list of forces: "Qingyuan Mountain, Tianjian Mountain, Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce, Zhenwu Mountain, Tang Dynasty Royal Family, Yao Clan, Lingtai Mountain, Siya Academy..."
Finally, he mentioned a list of treasures: "Chaos Bell, Wenshui Sword, Heaven-Suppressing Ruler, Qiankun Pot, Sanqing, King Kong, Haoran..."
After a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "That's all, what does it do to me? What does it do to me!"
He flicked his sleeves and left the valley.
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Song Dynasty. Lingtai Mountain.
The smoke curls up and the Buddha's voice murmurs.
There was a young monk in white clothes who quickly climbed up the stairs and rushed towards the depths of the temple. He looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, but when the monks in the temple saw him, they would salute respectfully and call him "Little Master"
Uncle, regardless of age or level of cultivation.
The young monk walked through the streets and alleys, and soon appeared in a courtyard. He just stopped, put his hands on his knees, and took a big breath.
The yard is not big. There is a Bodhi tree in the corner. Under the Bodhi tree is a large earthen jar filled with water. In the water, there is a golden loach swimming along the wall of the jar. Next to the jar, standing
An old monk with a white beard was looking up at a bodhi seed on the bodhi tree.
Probably hearing the noise behind him, the old monk turned around and said softly: "How many times have I told you, why are you still so frizzy?"
The young monk must have calmed down and said, "Master, I saw it."
The old monk frowned and said, "What did you see?"
The young monk said: "The scriptures, the scriptures on the stone wall."
The old monk was stunned for a moment, then continued to look up at the bodhi seed, and said leisurely: "It's about time."
"Ding dong."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bodhi seed fell off and fell into the water tank.
When the bodhi seed fell into the water tank, the loach jumped up and swallowed it in one gulp.
In an instant, the water tank suddenly became full of atmosphere. It was only suppressed by the old monk's dry palm. The small palm held down the big water tank. Then he moved his palm and the water tank turned into an alms bowl.
He held it in his hand.
The old monk turned around and walked towards the young monk, handed the alms bowl in his hand to the young monk, and said, "Go down the mountain."
The young monk was a little excited. He looked up at the old monk, his dark eyes filled with bright light, and asked: "Going to the Tang Dynasty?"
The old monk nodded.
The young monk took the alms bowl with a smile on his face, but he soon frowned and looked at the old monk and said, "Master, what will you do if I leave?"
The old monk raised his hand and gave the young monk a chestnut. The young monk said "Oh" and then said, "Thank you, Master."
The old monk nodded and said: "Remember, monks are compassionate. If you can kill someone with one punch, don't use two punches."
The little monk looked puzzled.
The old monk said: "Being beaten to death with one punch is salvation, but receiving two more punches would not be painful."
The young monk looked deeply convinced.
The young monk put away the alms bowl, clasped his hands, saluted the old monk, then turned and left. This time, he walked very steadily, so the monks in the temple couldn't help but look at him more, and then clasped their hands and saluted.
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Under the scorching sun, Li Mingyue felt more tired than ever before. The last time she walked with a coffin for so long, she was not as tired as this time.
On his back, Huang Qinghan whispered: "Please let me down and walk for a while."
Li Mingyue shook her head. She really didn't have the strength to speak, but after swallowing her saliva, she still said: "It doesn't matter."
Huang Qinghan stopped talking, but her eyes were firm, as if she had secretly made up her mind.
At this time, a team chased them from behind. They were all on horseback, so they raised dust all over the ground.
Hearing the sound of horse hoofbeats, Li Mingyue turned around hastily, and her heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.
If it were the Tang army, they would definitely die, because at this time, any person could easily kill him, let alone a well-trained Tang army.
But when he turned around, what he saw was not the Tang army, but a group of young people. Judging from their aura, they should all be monks, and their clothes also had the special marks of monks on the mountain.
Li Mingyue hurriedly carried Huang Qinghan to the roadside.
At this time, he didn't want to conflict with these people, otherwise he would really be dead.
This team didn't even look at Li Mingyue and they just walked away, leaving only two poor people covered in dust.
Li Mingyue did not waste any extra energy to get rid of the dust on her body, and carried Huang Qinghan back to the official road and continued moving forward.
According to Li Mingyue's memory, if he walked for half a day, he should be at Yinquan Villa. However, Li Mingyue did not intend to stop at Yinquan Villa. After all, the scenery asked him to go to Shangquan Mountain, so there could not be any delay on the way, because the consequences would be that he would not be able to stay there at all.
Can not bear.
Originally, Li Mingyue asked the little ghost to show up and follow him to guard against possible dangers. However, the little ghost must have been suppressed by the strong Brahmins before. He felt that he had no face to show up, so he hid in the earth, tightly.
Move forward next to Li Mingyue.
During this period of time, the bell always made a sound and then shook violently. It scared Li Mingyue every time, but after a few times, he became accustomed to it. It must be the woman in the bell who started to treat the man in red robe.
carry out suppression.
After walking like this for half a day, it was getting late, but Li Mingyue finally entered a small town before dark. When he entered the inn, he ran into the same group of young monks who were galloping on horseback.
After the experience when he first entered the Tang Dynasty, Li Mingyue did not dare to be careless and was particularly concerned about this group of people, so he chose a table far away from the group of people, put Huang Qinghan on the stool, and then
Sit down next to Huang Qinghan.
Both of them were pale, and both of them were seriously ill, so when the innkeeper came up, he intentionally or unintentionally stayed away from the two of them, as if he was afraid that the two would spread the illness to him.
Li Mingyue asked: "Excuse me, little brother, how far is it to Shangquan Mountain?"
The waiter glanced at Li Mingyue and asked, "Master, are you going to Shangquan Mountain to seek medicine?"
Li Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then understood instantly, nodded and said: "Exactly."
The guy then said: "Walking eastward for about three days, we'll be there."
Li Mingyue said gratefully: "Thank you very much."
The guy waved his hand, turned around and left. Not long after, he came back with food and said at the same time: "Although there is a panacea in Shangquan Mountain, it is very expensive, and it cannot be bought with money."
When he said this, he kept staring at Li Mingyue, as if he wanted to see something on Li Mingyue's face.
Li Mingyue didn't answer immediately, and there was no change on his face. He suddenly felt like he had fallen into a wolf's den. From the look in the guy's eyes, this inn was definitely a black shop.
Li Mingyue had encountered a similar inn when she and Chen Daoling were seeking livelihood at the foot of the mountain.