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Chapter 379 The tenth prophetic mural! Blank! Beginningless! 11,000 words long chapter, please subscribe and vote monthly(1/5)

"Edict!"
The majestic Taoist voice carries an incomprehensible Taoist rhyme and sounds like thunder. Jin'an's eyes are firm, his mind is clear of distractions, his eyes are pure, and he speaks out with a moving innocent heart.
They say that sincerity leads to spirituality.
Since Xiajian calls him master and Xiajian has been wronged outside, he, the master, must fight back with his own hands!
There is a grand belief stirring in his heart, and he has the courage to move forward. It doesn't matter if the mountains have gods, or the rivers have rivers.
Today no one can block His way, His way.
Tao Yun Tide!
break out!
Qi gazing!
Yin De! Two Hundred Thousand One Thousand Two Hundred Thirty!
One edict will reduce one hundred thousand virtues!
Jin An suppressed the shock in his heart and shouted like thunder again: "Come again! Imperial seal!"
boom!
It was as if even the sky was shaken.
This time the Dao Yun tide is even more majestic, grand and astonishing than the last time.
Qi gazing!
Yin De! One thousand two hundred and thirty!
This time, a total of 200,000 yin virtues were missing. More than 300,000 yin virtues were conferred twice, leaving only 1,230 yin virtues left.
The statue of the Patriarch of the Five Zang Taoist Temple is still the same plain statue. It has not undergone any changes, and there is no scene where the stone is turned into a living person.
The statue of the Patriarch is plain, with no wind or clouds, and no strange phenomena of heaven and earth occur.
When Jin An met the eyes of the statue of the Patriarch, he seemed to see a pure Taoist in the fairy wind. The Taoist looked at the world with a happy smile, raised his palm and patted his forehead three times.
moment.
It seems that the green dragon of Yimu, the white tiger of Gengjin, the redbird of Binghuo, the Xuanwu of Kuishui, and the snake of Wututan transformed into five Qi and penetrated into Jin'an's body.
The Immortal Temple of the Five Internal Organs has been reinforced.
The Zang Qi that stays in the Immortal Temple is refined.
The five elements of viscera cultivated in his body have reached an unprecedented level of strength, purity, and balance, and all the wrong paths have been corrected, and they continue to circulate.
An epiphany.
Jin'an's realm has been broken through one after another.
The late stage of the first level of the "Secret Tradition of the Five Internal Organs"!
Perfect later!
Bo!
Easily break through the shackles without any obstacles, and break through all the way to the second level of cultivation. The first level is Qi training, and the second level is Taoist soul.
Five Yuan Qi seeds were born in the Immortal Temple of the Five Zang Organs, and these will become the five Tao Seed Golden Pills in the future.
The practice of Five Zang Taoism is difficult. During the same period of practice, the elixir and energy are five times that of ordinary people. Because the practice is difficult and half the result is twice the result, many people find it difficult to make progress and give up on practicing other mental methods midway.
But the five times difficulty in the same period also created a mana that was five times more pure than other people in the same realm.
It's a long story, but it's actually just a man in a trance. Jin An's eyes are firm and clear, and he has regained his clarity. At this time, there is no Taoist in front of him. There is still only the statue of the ancestor who has no vision.
Jin'an once again gave himself a qi-watching technique, and the Yin De was one thousand two hundred and thirty.
Looking inside the Immortal Temple of the Five Zang Organs, you can see that in the Zang Qi where the five Tao Heart seeds are planted, the Qi is moving at a majestic speed, is fast, is more efficient, and has more capacity.
The epiphany I just had was not an illusion.
But the Patriarch really showed up.
"Thank you so much for the spiritual appearance of the Patriarch! From now on, my disciples will definitely carry forward our Five Zang Taoist temples and spread them all over the world, spreading their branches and leaves!"
Jin An saluted happily.
"Well, the last time I took advantage of my ancestor's incense ashes, I just wanted to slay demons and eliminate demons, help the world to uphold the righteous path, and promote the Taoism of my five internal organs. It's no wonder that my ancestor has a spirit in heaven..."
Jin An still maintained his posture of clasping his fists and bowing, and did not straighten up immediately.
Seeing that the Patriarch on the high platform had not moved, he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the Patriarch. Well, the Patriarch still smiled like a spring breeze, treated his disciples as warmly as spring, and had no unusual expressions.
Seeing this, he let out a breath.
Fortunately, the ancestor who is alive in heaven does not seem to blame him. It seems that our ancestor is very generous and cares about his disciples and grandchildren.
"This disciple wants to borrow the statue of the Grandmaster today to resolve the catastrophe in the Five Zang Taoist Temple. He wants to kill people! But he also wants to save people! I hope that the Grandmaster can do it!"
Jin An hurriedly recounted what had happened. He did not dare to let the time expire in front of his ancestor. This is because the master has a reputation and can be successful.
Please God do the same.
Justified.
Then the name is legitimate.
All the reasons make sense.
The principle here can also be understood as "Tao".
If the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth, and if the words are not smooth, things will be unfavorable. This is called the teacher's namelessness.
Just then, boom!
There was a sudden shock at the end of the sky, and there was a frightening aura emanating from the distant sky, as if there were gods and demons fighting between heaven and earth, causing strange phenomena in the world.
The storm outside became even crazier.
The water in the Yinyi River that had just subsided was raging again, setting off huge waves of tens of feet, hitting the mountain walls on both sides of the river and making the mountains tremble.
After the Buddha statue knocked down the mountain and collapsed the mudslide dam blocking the river, a more turbulent Zhuolong flood was brewing. When the mudslide was washed away by the flood, the open and flat city would have no natural danger to defend, and tens of thousands of people in the city
They will all be swept away by the flood.
Boom! Boom!
In the white mist at the end of the sky, there were strange ripples vibrating violently. The sound was louder than the sound, like the violent impact of the bells of heaven and earth, deafening and deafening.
At this moment, the sky was pouring with rain, and the floods in the river were rising wantonly.
The rain that had been stopped by Xiao Hanbao started to fall again, and the rainstorm became heavier and heavier. Lightning flashed and thundered in the thick dark clouds, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.
The flood that was temporarily blocked by the mudslide dyke rose rapidly and gradually overflowed the mudslide dyke. The high wall outside the city was surrounded by the rising tide. If Master Huizhen's Faxiang Yuwu had not blocked the dock gate again, the rising river water would have poured into the city.
.
But even if the floods are blocked, the floods in Fucheng are still rising slowly.
The water was already above the knees at this time.
It is said that the devil is as high as the Dao, and evil cannot defeat the good. But today, the good path is weak. Master Huizhen, Mr. Yi, Xiao Hanba, and those seniors who are silently moving forward and cannot be named, are willing to face the disaster.
People who rushed into the world behind the white mist with the momentum of no return were still unable to stop the huge black shadow behind the white mist.
The city was filled with mourning, and there were drowned floating corpses everywhere, including the corpses of women and children, as well as the corpses of parents and relatives. On this day, too many people died. People everywhere were desperately crying out the names of their loved ones, looking for their lost wives.
Son.
If this is the power of the mountain god.
The mountain god appears!
Destroy the city!
At the least, it means massacring tens of thousands of people in the city!
When a flood passes through, hundreds of thousands of people in the whole government suffer!
Farmland is flooded, there is no harvest, and no one buries the corpses of people and animals. By that time, countless people will starve to death on the roadside, families will be destroyed, and wives and children will be separated. Even those who survive will eventually be left alone before facing the coming epidemic.
A dead end.
To be continued...
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