Chapter 726: Raising the sword for thirty thousand years, only today!
In Taoist legends, there are thirty-six heavens.
The Lingxiao Palace is only in the ninth heaven, while the Three Pure Ones live in the thirty-third to thirty-fifth heavens. The highest realm is called Daluo Heaven, and no immortal dares to live there.
In other words, most gods are simply unable to detect the existence of this realm.
The Sutra of Saving People says: "Above the three realms, there is a vast Daluo, with no color roots and layers of clouds."
There is no ruler in this heaven. Only the pure, tranquil and true energy of Tao permeates the heavens, demonstrating the invisible and formless principle of the Tao.
But when Li Daoxuan set foot here, a familiar name came to his mind.
Zixiao Palace!
It is said that there are three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, the place where Hongjun preached, and each of them is a famous figure in the prehistoric world.
It was originally a holy place for immortals and a place for preaching, but Li Daoxuan saw bloody footprints everywhere.
The bloodstain had dried, but it made his Eight-Nine Profound Art tremble, and a very familiar and intimate feeling emerged.
The blood of the great witch!
In other words, it is the blood of Chi You, the Lord of War.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art was created based on Pangu, and Wu is the continuation of Pangu's bloodline. As the last leader of the Wu clan, the Lord of War Chi You, his blood had helped Li Daoxuan make rapid progress in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art.
There was a hint of emotion in Li Daoxuan's eyes.
Back then, the Lord of Arms fought his way here and raised the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand towards the almighty Taoist Hongjun, the mastermind behind the war between wizards and liches and the war between wizards and humans.
It must have been a thrilling battle. Chi You reached his utmost perfection, risking his own life, and shedding the last drop of the great wizard's blood.
Although he died in the Zixiao Palace, he used the Tiger Soul Sword that was broken into two pieces to cut out a piece of Daozu's flesh and blood.
From then on, the last hero of the witch clan died, and there was no more great witch between heaven and earth.
The bloody footprints seemed to still be burning with the witch leader's fighting spirit and will to fight, which had never been extinguished after hundreds of years.
Li Daoxuan followed the footprints and slowly moved forward.
At this moment, he alone has the power of the Three Pure Ones, as well as sage treasures such as the Tai Chi diagram, Pangu Banner, Jade Ruyi, and Zhuxian Sword. The Qingping Sword in his hand has been nurtured for 30,000 years.
It is no exaggeration to say that he can now easily crush any of the six saints.
But Li Daoxuan walked extremely carefully.
The footprints finally stopped at the top of the main hall of Zixiao Palace. In the midst of thousands of purple and golden lights, a figure was sitting high on a cushion. He was wearing white clothes and had white hair. He held a bamboo stick in his hand and looked like an immortal.
He seems to be the incarnation of Tao. The moment a practitioner sees Him, he will feel a pilgrimage-like piety. Even a demon who has committed all kinds of evil will be unable to help but kneel down and worship Him as a god.
Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I understand the truth of the Tao. Beyond the dark yellow of heaven and earth, I shall be the master of the religion.
Hongjun, who is in the state of Hedao, is the embodiment of the Way of Heaven. His gaze is as far as the sky and as deep as the sea. He is impartial and his heart is unfathomable.
Even Li Daoxuan, who was at the peak of sainthood, felt a slight tremor in his heart.
He only needs to sit there quietly to make all the immortals surrender and all the demons bow down to him.
Fortunately, Li Daoxuan was not among them, because he was not from this world and was not subject to the jurisdiction of the Honghuang Heavenly Dao, so Hongjun's influence on him was reduced to the extreme.
"Disciple——"
Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be three thousand great ways flowing in his eyes, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the universe.
However, before he could finish his words, he was greeted by a shocking sword light.
Qingping Sword, unsheathed!
Li Daoxuan didn't waste any words with him and took action directly and decisively. The murderous intent in his eyes was as sharp as an ancient glacier. The bright sword light drowned out the billions of auspicious clouds and aura.
Raising the sword for thirty thousand years, only today!
Hongjun's eyes trembled slightly. This sword was so fast that it passed through time, froze time and space, and shattered the avenue. It seemed as long as 30,000 years, and yet it seemed like only a blink of an eye.
Among the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian Sect Master is the incarnation of a young man with the most fierce and domineering temperament. Li Daoxuan himself is also a person with a strong murderous nature. The combination of the two has created a ruthless man who dares to draw his sword and fight to the death even when facing the Taoist Ancestor.
"kill!"
Li Daoxuan's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun's eyes focused, he slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Decided."
In an instant, all the laws between heaven and earth vibrated together, as if invisible chains were tied to the Qingping sword in Li Daoxuan's hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, the chains of the Great Dao were chopped into pieces by the sword energy, but more chains were entangled, making the sword slower and slower.
Li Daoxuan shouted angrily.
"Zhu Xian Sword Formation!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Zhuxian Sword Formation rose again, and the sword energy was like a thousand-foot-long blood wave, slashing towards Hongjun. The Zhuxian Sword cut off his head, the Luxian Sword destroyed his soul, the Xianjian Sword burned his body, and the Juexian Sword confused his spirit.
The first killing formation of Hongmeng, in the hands of a peak saint, how powerful would it be?
For a moment, even Hongjun showed a solemn expression.
The protective immortal light around him was broken by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and his body was about to be injured. However, Daozu was Daozu after all. He gently exhaled a breath of black air, which landed on four peerless immortal swords.
The sword wailed.
The Zhuxian Sword Formation, which had been so magnificent and brilliant just now, suddenly dimmed. The Zhuxian Sword, Luxian Sword, Xianxian Sword and Juexian Sword fell to the ground at the same time, becoming dim and lifeless, as if it had lost all its spirituality.
Taoist magic and magical weapons are often overcome by dirty things, such as women's blood or feces from the toilet.
The black gas exhaled by Hongjun was the resentment of hundreds of millions of unjustly dead lives. It had been accumulated for countless years and could be described as the most filthy thing in the world. Even the magical weapons like the Four Swords of Zhu Xian could not resist it and temporarily lost their edge.
But by this time Li Daoxuan had already arrived.
Behind him was fluttering a large banner of chaotic dark yellow color, which was filled with thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors, exuding an air of domineering and unparalleled majesty.
Yuanshi Tianzun's most precious treasure for proving his truth, Pangu Banner!
This banner is formed by the combination of the Axe Blade of Creation and infinite merits of creation. It has the power to tear apart the chaos of primordial chaos, the strength to shatter the time and space of the heavens, the ability to control the mysteries of all things, and the ability to open up the heaven and earth.
On the banner, the aura of all the gods and demons in heaven suddenly burst out and gathered into a phantom of Pangu, holding a divine axe and preparing to chop, as if to destroy the chaos and reopen the world.
The axe that opened the sky shattered the entire road.
The wooden hairpin that Li Daoxuan used to tie his hair had long since shattered. His long hair was fluttering in the wind, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and his Eight-Nine Profound Art had soared to the supreme ninth level. He had an invisible resonance with the giant on the Pangu Banner.
The Qingping Sword cut through all restraints and finally came before Hongjun.
There is no hiding, no escaping it.
…
Drops of blood fell from Hongjun's fingers.
The sword intent containing the power to create the world continued to flow into his limbs and bones, causing his white clothes to swell continuously as if being blown by the wind.
It seemed that Li Daoxuan won.
However, a crisp sound was heard, and cracks spread across the Qingping Sword, before it shattered into powder.
This sword of the master Tongtian, which was once a peerless divine weapon that terrified the entire ancient land, has now been reduced to ashes, and even the sword spirit has been wiped out.
Heaven's law backfires!
"The Three Pure Ones are nothing more than this."
Hongjun felt the pain between his fingers, shook his head and smiled.
He raised the bamboo stick and hit Li Daoxuan on the head. His body, which was at the ninth level of the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, was instantly shattered into pieces.
This bamboo staff is not some precious treasure from heaven and earth, but the embodiment of Tao, and can be seen as His authority of heaven.
A seemingly careless knock was equivalent to the three thousand worlds falling down at the same time. During the Battle of Conferred Gods, the saintly body of Master Tongtian had no power to fight back and turned into ashes in an instant.
Li Daoxuan was better. Although his body was cracked after the ninth turn of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, his eyes were firm. His hands evolved into the sun and the moon, and chaotic divine thunder was born in his body, like grass and trees sprouting.
Using Yin and Yang as needles and thunder as thread, the shattered body was sewn back together!
Fight again!
The innate five-colored divine light lit up, and with the blessing of the saint's power, this great magical power completely unleashed all its potential, and its power was far greater than that of Kong Xuan back then.
The five elements rotated and evolved the heavens, and even took Hongjun in.
But Li Daoxuan felt as if he had swallowed iron and steel in his stomach, and his stomach was churning. He knew that the five-colored divine light could only trap the opponent for a short time and could not bring victory.
Fortunately, he still has a trump card.
…
Three breaths later, a huge wound suddenly appeared on Li Daoxuan's lower abdomen, and holy blood spilt out. Hongjun flew out of it with no injury on his body.
He smiled faintly and was about to speak, but his eyes froze.
Li Daoxuan was seen holding a black bow and arrow with the string already drawn, but he was not aiming at Hongjun, but at a straw man.
Hongjun's name was written on the straw man, and inside it was a piece of flesh that was constantly wriggling.
The Seven Arrows Book!
Back then, Jiang Ziya was able to shoot and kill Zhao Gongming, who was in the Golden Immortal Realm, with his Yang God cultivation. But now, can Li Daoxuan, with his peak saint cultivation, kill Hongjun, who is in the He Dao Realm?
whoosh!
The arrow shot by Li Daoxuan hit the straw man right in the middle of his eyebrows. The mysterious and dark runes on it exuded a thrilling aura, and even a Golden Immortal would feel dizzy when seeing it.
And at the moment the arrow hit him, Hongjun let out a muffled groan. Although there was no wound, blood was flowing from his forehead.
But Li Daoxuan was not much better off. He cursed the way of heaven, and the backlash he suffered was extremely terrible. A lot of his own luck was consumed, and the three flowers on his head were shaking.
Fortunately, Saint Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun helped him share the damage, so he avoided death.
Li Daoxuan continued to put the arrow on and prepared to shoot.
There are three arrows in total. If it is to kill others, one arrow is enough, but facing the Taoist Ancestor, there is hope only if all three arrows are shot.
But Hongjun would not let him make another move. He raised the bamboo stick again and hit Li Daoxuan.
However, the Tai Chi diagram of Taiqing Tianzun emerged, reshaping yin and yang, encompassing everything, and blocking Li Daoxuan. At the same time, a nine-story exquisite pagoda descended, absorbing and exhaling the mysterious yellow energy and emitting infinite light.
The exquisite pagoda of the mysterious heaven and earth!
Legend has it that after Pangu created the world, the Great Dao was in response, and boundless mysterious yellow energy appeared in the vast void, filling the space between heaven and earth, and gradually condensed into a pagoda, which is the number one defensive treasure in the Three Realms!
The Tai Chi diagram and the Linglong Pagoda of the Mysterious Heaven and Earth are both defensive treasures of the Saint Taiqing. At this moment, they are both blocking in front of Li Daoxuan to help him buy time.
Hongjun's bamboo stick was so powerful that it shook the two treasures, but Li Daoxuan had already shot another arrow.
The arrow hit Hongjun right in the heart. Hongjun's body suddenly stiffened, blood gushed out of his heart, and his expression suddenly became much weaker.
Li Daoxuan kept coughing up blood, suffering the backlash of heaven.
He continued to pull the bowstring with all his strength.
Hongjun's voice suddenly sounded.
"If you curse the Heavenly Dao, not only will you be retaliated against, but also all those close to you, and even your unborn child. Li Daoxuan, do you really want to shoot this arrow?"
In an instant, Li Daoxuan's hand holding the arrow trembled slightly.
As a saint, he has seen many heart-wrenching scenes throughout history.
In the future timeline, Changle has broken through to the Earthly Immortal Realm, but his lifespan has decreased instead of increased. He continues to age, and eventually he dies in the Xuandu courtyard with white hair and an old face.
Yujie and his children were weak and sickly since birth and had nearly died several times. Despite Yujie's careful care, they eventually died on their sickbed at the age of nine.
As a result, Sister Yu became possessed and was turned into ashes in a thunderbolt.
The consciousness of the senior sister, Queen Mother of the West, and Yang Yuhuan once again erupted into irreconcilable contradictions, and eventually their souls were scattered and their bodies died.
There were also Master, Xiaobai, Xiaoqing, Xiaotian and others, all of whom met with accidents without exception.
"Not only that, Li Daoxuan, after you shoot this arrow, even if you survive, you will be slowly forgotten by the world, and all the achievements you have made will be erased one by one. Your name will not appear in history books, and the same will be true in people's hearts."
Hongjun looked at Li Daoxuan calmly, as if he was sure that he would not dare to shoot the arrow.
However, what responded to him was Li Daoxuan's resolute look.
whoosh!
An arrow flew through the air and hit the straw man's chest at the Danzhong point.
In an instant, Li Daoxuan spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was almost torn into pieces. An indescribable terrifying power descended upon him, and even spread along the line of cause and effect to those close to him.
But at this moment, Hongjun's body began to turn into ashes and gradually disappeared.
At the same time, the straw man, the arrow, and the black bow in Li Daoxuan's hand also exploded and turned into powder.
Did you win?
Li Daoxuan sat cross-legged on the ground, with 48,000 acupoints in his body shining brightly. This was a manifestation of his perfection in practicing the Huangting Ancient Sutra. All 48,000 spirits in his body awakened, devouring the surrounding spiritual veins and healing his injuries.
But just when everything seemed to have settled, Hongjun's voice rang out again, this time from all directions, shaking heaven and earth.
"Disciple, you don't think you have won, do you?"
There was a hint of smile in His voice, and He had the calmness of someone who was in control of everything.
"Just now, I was just acting with you. I didn't expect that you would surpass my expectations and kill my incarnation of Heaven. Not bad."
The superior voice paused slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
"But do you really think that you can defeat the Heavenly Dao with just a few nail-headed arrows?"
"You can't kill me at all, because I am the Tao. As long as the Tao exists, I exist. How can the great Tao between heaven and earth be overcome by external forces?"
Li Daoxuan suddenly raised his eyes and clenched his fists.
Hongjun's voice continued to sound, and this time, there was a hint of pride in it.
"Let me tell you another secret. Thirty thousand years ago, the hexagram that Fuxi saw... was something I allowed him to see."
"From the very beginning, they took the wrong approach. The moment they chose you as the one to take care of the calamity, they were doomed to fail!"
This sentence was like a bolt of thunder, enough to make Li Daoxuan feel hopeless.
But for some reason, he seemed very calm and even smiled.
Li Daoxuan stood up and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I am also acting with you. Calculating the time, it should be about time."
As soon as the words fell, a voice rang out, echoing in the three realms and ten directions.
"My name is Qing Ni. I will inherit the aspirations of the two saints in the West, inherit the rise and fall of the destiny of humanity, establish a new religion, seek the Dharma for all living beings, and renew everything!"
"New religion, establish!"
The Buddha's light illuminates the three realms, the sound of Sanskrit resounds through the heavens, billions of auspicious auras fill the air, hundreds of thousands of lotus flowers bloom, the power of the saint suppresses the ten directions, and overlooks the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.
Qing Yi becomes a saint.
Li Daoxuan's voice sounded slowly.
"Who told you... that I am the one who is doomed?"
