Chapter 218 Dao Court

"The Taibai Lung Gold Sword Qi is well practiced."

Swoosh!!

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Dian opened his mouth and spit out the sword energy towards Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan exposed his deepest secret. This person had to be killed. No matter who he was, he had to die.

The sword energy flew towards Xu Xuan. When it reached Xu Xuan, the sword energy automatically turned and flew towards Yang Dian.

Yang Dian was unable to react. He only had time to turn his head. The sword energy cut a long bloody mark on his face.

"This is..." Yang Dian was terrified.

Then, something even more horrifying happened.

His power was drawn away like flowing water, and a golden light flashed in his abdomen, and a seed was sucked out.

This was the seed of the Taibai Lung Gold Sword Qi. After years of forging, this seed was three times the previous one, and the golden light on the surface also became round and incomparable.

After losing all his strength, Yang Dian no longer had the high spirits of the past, but fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up.

"Who are you?" Yang Dian gave up resistance, knowing that no matter how much he resisted, it would be useless in the face of such an existence.

"I am the ancestor of Taoism." Xu Xuan turned into another young man with a different appearance, and Yang Dian recognized him now.

"It's you?" Yang Dian's pupils were shocked.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with this seed. From the beginning, Yang Dian had some doubts, but the temptation of the power brought by the seed was too great, and he was reluctant to give up this seed.

Unexpectedly, the other party really came to the door.

When Yang Dian thought of this, he instantly lost his strength.

"What is your purpose? Why do you do this?"

"As the Taoist master, it is natural to collect magic spells from all over the world, establish the Taoist court, re-establish the order of the three realms, and bring peace to the world."

Hearing this, Yang Dian looked like he had eaten shit. He laughed up to the sky and said:

"Haha, you spread magic spells everywhere. I have more than two thousand lives on my hands. Half of them should be counted on your head. Do you still have the face to take charge of the order of the three realms? Besides, you don't have the strength to do such despicable and shameless things secretly."

If it weren't for this person, Yang Dian would have died long ago.

"Isn't this seat avenging them? And..." Xu Xuan changed the subject, with a tone of indifference that ignored everything, "Who said that people can't die when re-establishing the order? Anyone can die, enemies, fellow Taoists, innocent lives, this process itself is a disaster, this is the only way."

No matter how much others ridicule, Xu Xuan will not react.

"Are you fighting alone?"

"No, I still have a group of righteous subordinates." As the enemy was about to die, Xu Xuan spoke more.

Whoosh!

Xu Xuan came to Yang Dian and put his right hand on the guy's head.

Before he lost consciousness, Yang Dian said to himself with regret: "In fact, I can also be a good person."

He used to be full of hatred for this world.

He had a hunch in his heart that perhaps such a person would really succeed.

Those who achieve great things cannot be too evil, otherwise they can only become lonely; they cannot be too kind, otherwise they are easy to be kidnapped. Suppose someone threatens you with the lives of the whole city, the best solution is to kill him and the whole city.

Leave no future troubles.

Xu Xuan obtained a new method in his memory.

"Nine Nether Ghost Refining Technique, this method is not bad."

This spell can be handed over to Lu Qian to enrich the sect's way of refining ghosts.

Next, Xu Xuan lurked in this city for half a month, successfully condensed the seed of the Nine Nether Ghost Refining Method, and gave it to the newcomer before leaving.

Go to the next city.

The second county, the Five Ghosts Temple.

This person is doing well and has become one of the three capitals of the Taoist temple.

Luo Xuan sat cross-legged, with a curved goat horn on his head, which looked terrifying.

When he picked up the seed, he was only in the middle stage of cultivating qi. After years of hard work, he successfully cultivated the seed to perfection and became one of the three capitals of the Taoist temple. He was also a foundation-building cultivator second only to the temple master.

After practicing to this level, Luo Xuan was close to becoming a demon. He had to change his daily food to living people to maintain the operation of the spell.

At this time, a person appeared beside him.

Luo Xuan opened his eyes. This was a young man he had never seen before.

"Don't be surprised, I'm here to collect the rags."

After saying that, he extracted the seed from the person's body and then performed the soul-searching technique. The whole process was done in one go without any drag.

He got a new skill.

After doing all this, Xu Xuan flew back to Qiyun Mountain.

Qiyun Mountain is not high, and the location is hidden enough, suitable for the development of Taoism.

Returning to the bronze temple, he set up a furnace fire and eliminated the pollution in the seed through a large amount of spiritual energy and true fire.

This process is to transform the external path into the right path, and finally turn it into Xu Xuan's own magic.

The obtained skills are handed over to Yu Luo in another world.

The magic sect in the mirror world is far more dependent on the materials sent by Xu Xuan than any other sect at the beginning. Without these monsters, their abilities will be greatly reduced.

Boom!

The bronze door is closed, and Xu Xuan is in seclusion.

Central Shenzhou.

At this time, a war that swept across the world was taking place.

Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers stepped on blood-red clouds, waving bright red flags, and fought against various pagans.

Most of these soldiers were tall, with muscular bodies, and strange totems on their faces and skin. Their blood was boiling, and they looked like dragons and tigers.

In addition to the soldiers, there were wizards wearing red robes, who used blood to release group spells.

These elite soldiers swept away all the idle forces in the vicinity, even knocking down the city and rebuilding a new city.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the nearby city is constructed into a picture of the Zhoutian stars.

These are soldiers of the Gou Chen Dynasty. The Gou Chen Dynasty is a force of immortal cultivation with the dynasty as its core. This dynasty has strict hierarchy and strict household registration, and divides people into three, six, and nine levels. The descendants of craftsmen will always be craftsmen, and the descendants of scholars will always be scholars.

The clothing, etiquette, and house specifications of each level are stipulated. Once one is wrong, it will be punished by ghosts and gods.

The almost paranoid approach also gave them superior military power.

This is the Gou Chen Dynasty, a dynasty occupying the Central Plains, a powerful force with a Dharma master as the emperor.

The news that the Gou Chen Dynasty was preparing to unify the Central Plains spread far and wide.

In the north, the vast desert was dark, and a dark mountain rose straight into the sky, with ghosts and gods flying all over the sky.

This mountain is where the Huangquan Sect in the north is located.

"Very good, we also want to unify the tribes in the desert. Since Gou Chen took the lead, we should not fall behind."

A steady voice came from the Golden Palace at the highest point of the mountain.

From this moment on, ghosts and gods were dispatched all over the sky.

Unifying the mountains and rivers means mastering a large amount of resources. The power of the sects will usher in a period of rapid expansion. At that time, the distance between the sects will quickly widen, and they will fall behind one step and step by step.

In the end, they can only be annexed by others.

So if others move, you must move, otherwise you will have no chance to keep up with others.

The world is about to change from a mess to a war of heroes.

Another great war of gods is about to begin, and all forces are about to be reshuffled. No matter what the outcome is, if small forces do not change, they will only face destruction.

Either they will submit to the strong, or they will unite and form alliances.

Of course, this time is not the unification of the mountains and rivers in the sense of a mortal dynasty, it only takes a few years or more than ten years.

The time span of the immortal cultivation world may be very long, the fastest may be 180 years, the slower may be 300 to 400 years, 400 to 500 years, and it will take several generations.

In this fierce and long struggle, some things are destined to become a historical past.

At the same time, the Qingyu Kingdom in the west and the East China Sea Wanxian in the east are undercurrents.

At the same time, in the southeast corner, Yujing Mountain.

A person kneels in front of the jade-like Taoist Zhongyuan Zijun.

"Lord Zijun, good news. We can take this opportunity to annex the entire southeast. No major faction in the southeast can defeat us. If we encounter a difficult one, we can just form an alliance and nibble away at it."

"Then we can control one side and look to the rest of the world."

The place was originally remote, and the southeast was already in their hands.

The world was at war.