Chapter 303 302. Holy Emperor Buddha Tianzun (Please subscribe!)
In this world, practitioners of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, starting from the fourth realm, begin to gradually come into contact with the power of heaven and earth.

Each school has its own opinion on this, and the Taoist view is:
The world is like an isolated island, and the primordial qi is like the ocean.

All the heavens and worlds are like a lonely island floating in the vast ocean of Yuanqi, so vast and boundless that only the eternal wind blows the ocean vapor to flow through the world.

Ordinary Taoist practitioners mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and what they mobilize is the "water vapor" that drifts from the Yuanqi Sea to the isolated island.

At this time, Xu Qing used a wisp of the ancestor's spiritual energy to push his cultivation to the seventh level, the highest level in the world, which actually caused a riot in the sea of ​​​​Original Qi around this world.

Wow wow wow
A large amount of Yuan Qi surged towards the Imperial Capital City, forming an inverted vortex.

The mountains and seas are shaking continuously.

Thunder rumbles in the nine heavens.

The scene was extremely spectacular.

Such a grand scene naturally attracted the attention of powerful people from all directions.

Even the top cultivators from areas outside Dasheng, such as the Southern Xinjiang Witch Kingdom, the northern grasslands, the Great Snow Mountain, the Western Regions, outside Shanhaiguan, the four seas, the Arctic ice fields, and other places, have cast their sights.

However, in the face of the raging waves of the sea of ​​​​Yuanqi, and the various strange phenomena created by Emperor Ming, all prying eyes were annihilated and could not detect the situation here.

"What happened in Dasheng? Could it be that someone has attained the highest level of enlightenment?"

A similar consensus flowed through the hearts of many powerful people.

They had no reason to doubt.

With the current commotion, it is only possible for someone to have attained the seventh level of enlightenment.

or.
Two top humans at the seventh level are fighting.

But why did a battle of this magnitude break out in Dasheng for no apparent reason?
Even if the imperial power changes, it will not affect the great cultivator who is the pillar of the country. He can just watch the ups and downs with a smile.

Unless they are from two hostile countries.
But now the main focus of all countries is on the Dragon Palace that is about to be born in the four seas. If it is not necessary, they will restrain all kinds of extreme disputes.

During this period, even the areas outside the Great Wall and on the grasslands became much quieter.

The fighting among the lower-level soldiers remained the same, but the fighting above the fourth realm, especially among the sixth realm, had basically ceased.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a whistle echoed throughout the white mountains and black waters.

Outside Shanhaiguan, a huge one-legged bird with flames wrapped all over its body flapped its wings, swept up into the sky from a forest, and appeared outside the majestic Shanhaiguan city wall in an instant.

"Zhenwu, come out!" The one-legged firebird that looked like a crane shouted loudly.

This firebird is named "Bifang" and is one of the eight major disaster makers outside Shanhaiguan. It is a natural disaster beast. When it is seen, there will be a fire in the town. Wherever it passes, wildfires rage. It corresponds to the "fire" in the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

He had already mastered a trace of fire calamity power before reaching the seventh realm. With the blessing of fire calamity power, his combat power was comparable to that of the seventh realm.

As Bifang soared into the sky, the clouds under the sky boiled, the rolling fire force spread, and the surging flames under its wings continuously hit the Great Wall of National Destiny like a raging wave, finally causing a streak of light to fly out.

A thick, heavy, and murderous aura swept across all directions.

The next moment.

It was like an invisible hand sweeping across the sky, and the universe suddenly became clear, the clouds settled, and the surging and boiling flames were annihilated into nothingness.

"What trouble have you guys in Dasheng done again?" Bifang didn't come to fight this time. Seeing people coming out, he stopped urging flames to attack the Great Wall of National Destiny.

A steady figure appeared in the flowing light. He had a stern face, a sturdy body, and proud eyes. The black cloak he wore invisibly added a lot of majesty to him.

Zhenwu, one of the four saints of the Arctic Exorcist Institute, said calmly, "I don't know."

He could naturally feel the tremendous situation happening in the Imperial Capital, but he really didn't know what was going on and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

His duty was to guard the northern border and prevent invasions from the grasslands and outside the Great Wall.

I will ignore the rest.

If it weren't for the fact that Lord Honghu fled to the river last time, causing a rift in the country's destiny, which might have made the demons outside the pass ready to make a move, he would not have taken action to cover it up.

"Even you don't know?" Bifang was a little surprised.

With such a big event, even "Zhenwu" is not clear?
"Even if I knew, do you think I would tell you?" Zhenwu narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "If you don't want to fight, then go back!"

Bifang snorted coldly and didn't care about Zhenwu's attitude.

The two sides are mortal enemies, so it would be strange if they were to be nice to each other. At other times, it might have had a good fight with Zhenwu.

But now that the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas has come into the world, everything must give way to this matter, and we just have to wait for those stupid lizards to find a way to open the door of the Dragon Palace.

Before that, even if it wanted to make trouble, the other demon kings outside the pass would stop it, and the demon ancestors who were still sleeping would not allow it to do so either.

The Four Seas Dragon Palace is much more important to them than the destruction of Dasheng, because there may be the "immortal fate" that can allow those of them who have reached the end of their ways to ascend to heaven!
At this time, in the imperial capital city.

The divine charm of the sacred flow of the heavens descends behind the vortex of Yuanqi.

Blending with the Yuanqi vortex.

The vortex collapsed layer by layer, and a massive amount of thunder roared continuously above the sea of ​​clouds in the imperial capital city. The blazing white lightning plasma was surging, and the restless electric snakes were dancing and running wildly, like a thunder pool from heaven falling to the earth.

Boom! Boom!

Amidst the dull vibrations, a terrifying pressure so overwhelming that it almost solidified into substance slowly poured down.

This is the thunder tribulation that will inevitably come upon a Taoist master who is born into the world.

Even if Xu Qing's cultivation is fake, his current realm is certain.

If Xu Qing is able to survive this thunder tribulation, he may be able to ascend to heaven in one step, turn the false into the true, and advance directly from the third realm to the seventh realm in one fell swoop.

But no one has ever been able to do it throughout history.

What's more, under this thunder tribulation, the one who bore the brunt of the disaster was not Xu Qing, but the bright yellow real dragon that was circling the entire sky above the Imperial Capital City.

The bright yellow true dragon felt the terrifying pressure descending from the sky. It raised its head high, swayed its tail, and stretched out its body as long as a mountain ridge. Suddenly, bright and dazzling names appeared on its dragon scales.

These names are the heroes who have left their names in history since the founding of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

They may be martial artists, scholars in government, generals on the battlefield, monks, chaste and unyielding women, sons of wealthy families who rule the world, or poets with great talent but a rough life.
Leave your name in history and let it be known by thousands.

As the names appeared, bursts of chanting sounded in the void, and the shadows of the heroes represented by the names were gradually outlined. The illusory figures looked up at the sky, and then flew up and plunged into the falling thunder pool.

How are the gods in heaven compared to the heroes of humanity?

The divine will was lofty, and humanity was magnificent; the two intertwined and collided, causing the thunder pool in the sky to stir endlessly, raising raging waves that were difficult to fall even a little bit.

at the same time.

The Ming Emperor, who was sitting like a corpse in the Huangji Palace, stood up from the dragon throne, took a step forward, and appeared above the head of the bright yellow dragon.

His golden pupils lowered as he looked at the Taoist priest below who was emitting a majestic aura.

Xu Qing's eyes contained the sun, moon and stars, his Taoist robe fluttered, and the clouds and water rippled.

He was still immersed in the feeling of his power suddenly rising infinitely. He sensed the gaze coming from above and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the Minghuang True Dragon and the Ming Emperor above him.

The Ming Emperor on the bright yellow dragon head had a pale and bluish complexion, skinny and shriveled cheeks, and gray and dry hair. He looked nothing like the ruler of a great country whose light shined for thousands of miles, but more like a zombie crawling out of a grave.

But those golden eyes were extremely majestic and indifferent, and they regarded everything in the world as nothing.

The moment their eyes met, an invisible and powerful aura spread out.

The white jade bricks on the ground cracked and the palaces around them began to collapse bit by bit from the eaves, turning into ashes that floated into the sky. Li Ping'an and Bai Lele's hearts were pounding and their mouths were dry.

Even though Xu Qing was in front of him to block the Emperor Ming's aura, his golden eyes that seemed to be devoid of any emotion still made people feel oppressive.

The Zhongneng Rat, who had a keener sense, covered his ears and hid in the sachet around Bai Lele's waist, shivering.

"Corpse?"

In the deathly silence, Xu Qing's voice suddenly rang out.

"You're dead?" The sacred shadows in Xu Qing's eyes dissipated one by one, leaving only the golden flame-like light. "No, you're not dead, you've just split your power."

"The 'soul' and 'life force' are gone, leaving only this human body that carries the emperor's blood and symbolizes the emperor's throne."

Speaking of it.

Xu Qing turned his head and took a look at the Beiji Exorcism Court in the southeast and the Huai'an Haunted House in the northwest.

Above the Arctic Exorcism Hospital, in the Embroidery Tower, a haunted house in Huai'an, two figures gradually emerged beside the Bone Girl and the Embroidery Tower ghost girl.

The bone girl, who had transformed into a Thousand-Armed and Thousand-Eyed Clavicle Bodhisattva, was filled with joy, with a smile on her lips.

Beside Him, there is a Buddha with his hands in the preaching mudra, solemn brows, a fleshy bun on his head, a body full of golden light, and the image of the Buddha with great light, just like a paintbrush, slowly filling out the image stroke by stroke.

Endless colored glass Buddha light spread out, rendering half of the people in the imperial capital who had turned into flesh and blood candles with a layer of golden light. The gloom on the people's faces disappeared, leaving only kind and peaceful smiles. They bowed in worship and chanted Sanskrit in unison:
"My Buddha's lotus blossoms with every step he takes. His golden features and green conch hair. In his causal state, he made a great vow. Forty-eight. To save all sentient beings and make them Bodhisattvas."

"He possesses these nine virtues and is the most respected one in the worlds of the three periods of time and the ten directions, so he is called the World Honored One."

"World Honored One!"

"World Honored One!"

"World Honored One!"

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Under the illumination of the endless bright glazed Buddha light, the half-human, half-bone girl and half-bone creature gradually grew flesh and blood. The essential "disaster" aura in her body faded, and the Buddha nature surged up.

Tianpeng, Taoist Qingshan and Chen Boxian looked at each other and all felt their scalps tingling.

Emperor Ming was actually using his "life force" to condense the "appearance of the World Honored One"? !

They wanted to stop it, but the two major Confucian rituals weakened their strength to the bottom. At the same time, the Buddha's light that was condensing and the wisdom light of the Thousand-Armed and Thousand-Eyed Collarbone Bodhisattva blended with each other.

Transform the places where the Buddha's light and wisdom light shine into the Buddhist Pure Land.

In the Pure Land, there is no sea of ​​suffering and nothing is immune to invasion.

Even if the strength of Tianpeng and the other two was not weakened, they would not be able to break through this Buddhist Pure Land in a short time.

In the Huai'an haunted house, the windows of the lonely embroidery tower were now wide open. The pupils of the female ghost in the embroidery tower were no longer pale and empty, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of warmth and charm. Her beautiful eyes looked at the figure beside her with a radiant glow.

An image of an emperor wearing a crown with twelve tassels on his head, each tassel pierced with twelve jade beads, a royal robe with twelve patches on his body, a dragon embroidered on his chest, the sun and the moon on his shoulders, and mountains, rivers, and stars on his back gradually emerged from the void.

The magnificent and supreme majesty is demonstrated here, and the vast and sacred rhyme of Tao floods over half of the imperial capital city.

Wherever the Dao Yun passed, the people in the other half of the Imperial Capital showed extremely excited expressions on their faces, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, chanting in unison:

“I pay my respects with all my heart.

Tai Shang Mi Luo is the supreme heaven, a wonderful and mysterious realm.

The vast purple golden palace, the Taiwei Jade Purity Palace.

The Infinite and Supreme Saint, shining brightly and radiantly.

The vast and silent world has no origin, and the mysterious norm encompasses all directions.

The true eternal way of Zhanji, the great magical power of Huiming Desert.

The Jade Emperor, the Supreme God of the Mysterious Sky."

"Tianzun!"

"Tianzun!"

"Tianzun!"

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Master Yuyuan, Kuimulang and Huai'an prefect Zhu Shenyuan were all in great shock, especially Master Yuyuan, who looked horrified.

As a Taoist priest, he was very clear about what the Jade Emperor, the High God of the Mysterious Sky, represented. He was the god above all gods. Simply attracting a ray of his aura was already amazing, not to mention transforming himself into the Lord of Heaven and replacing him!
Aren't you afraid of attracting this person's attention?
Although the road to heaven is cut off and the sacred beings in heaven have disappeared, this sacred being who controls all the heavens and worlds holds the authority of heaven to a certain extent. As long as heaven is alive, He will not die. As long as heaven exists, He will exist!

Think about this.

Master Yu Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes looking through the rolling clouds at the pool of thunder where humanity and divine will were colliding.

This thunder pond also has a turbulent sea of ​​primordial energy.
He took advantage of the seventh realm's heavenly tribulation to attain enlightenment!!!

"An incarnation? One is the World Honored One, the other is the Heaven Honored One," Xu Qing muttered to himself, with a probing tone, "What a big ambition! And this corpse, the corpse contains the fate of the country and the throne, is this the Holy Emperor of the world?"

"One person monopolizes the fortune of the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. Can you bear this?"

"As the emperor of mankind, what can I not bear?" Emperor Ming, who was standing high on the Minghuang True Dragon, spoke slowly.

The Human Emperor?
Xu Qing's eyes moved slightly.

In the ancient times, the way of heaven was chaotic and had not yet formed a complete system. The gods fought each other, and humans and gods lived together. Among them, the most holy one could be called the emperor.

The emperor gathers power from all over the world.

Afterwards, the way of heaven was formed, humans and gods were divided into different realms, and thus all the worlds were divided. The emperor was no longer there, so all emperors were called Sons of Heaven.

"Greed is insatiable." Xu Qing shook his head and stopped talking nonsense.

The power that I have retained with the help of the ancestor's spirit is of very limited duration, so I should resolve everything as quickly as possible.

The vast and bottomless perfect Yuan Qi flows in the body.

The twelve celestial guardian gods, shining brightly and reaching the sky and the earth, appeared in their entirety for the first time in this world:
Liujia Yangshen,

Jiazi God, Jiaxu God, Jiashen God, Jiawu God, Jiachen God, Jiayin God;

Six Ding Yin Gods,

Ding Mao God, Ding Si God, Ding Wei God, Ding You God, Ding Hai God, Ding Chou God;

The twelve guardian gods looked at Emperor Ming at eye level and surrounded him in the center.

"Six Ding and Six Jia?"

Emperor Ming looked at the guardian gods around him attacking him. He waved his hand and the Sword of the Nation flew out of the hall and was held in his palm.

"Zhenwu's divine guards were once the personal guards directly under the Emperor of Heaven in ancient times."

"These twelve statues are exactly in line with the tradition of the Talisman School."

"You can also recruit him as my personal guard!"

Emperor Ming waved the national sword in his hand.

A brilliant golden sword light illuminated the sky and earth.

(End of this chapter)