Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 165 Confucianism and Taoism compete, defeating all the great Confucians in the world!

   Over the Taiyin Peak.

   "No, Wang Jinglong is coming out!"

   Ruan Xiu's face turned pale, and she only felt a huge spiritual shock coming from the Juxian Banner.

   The next moment, I saw a figure breaking through the blockade of the Juxian Banner, carrying a boundless aura, and ascending into the air.

   "Pfft!"

   Ruan Xiu couldn't hold it anymore, he vomited blood and fell to the mountain road below.

   "Hmph, even if you have a heavenly treasure! The gap between the Dharma and the Sun God is a world of difference! Die!"

  Wang Jinglong's eyes burst with light, and he made a volley.

   A "Yi" character took shape and flew towards Ruan Xiu.

  The majestic oppressive force suddenly fell.

   "My life is over, Qing Hui... farewell..."

   Ruan Xiu only felt that her whole body was going to be crushed into powder, and she said desperately.

   The word "righteousness" covers the sky and covers the sun, and it is near in an instant.

   She couldn't help closing her eyes.

   However, at this moment of life and death, an arm suddenly supported her falling body from below.

"Um?"

   Ruan Xiu was taken aback and looked up.

   I saw a handsome face come into view, the eyebrows were like double swords, as if stabbed in the heart.

   "Qing Hui... Daoist Master..."

   She couldn't help muttering, "Is it you, am I not dreaming?"

   Ruan Xiu stretched out her hand and wanted to rub her eyes, but her pupils suddenly enlarged, and she saw that the word "righteousness" in the air had already landed on the head of Daoist Qing Hui.

"Be careful!"

   She tried her best to burst out the strength of her whole body, trying to break free from that generous embrace and using her life to face the word "righteousness".

   "Don't move, I'm here."

   A steady voice suddenly came from his ears.

   Then, the powerful arm pulled her into his arms again.

   Ruan Xiu raised her head in astonishment, only to see Daoist Qinghui leading him to sink slightly and landed steadily on the mountain road.

   And a black-robed man appeared in the sky, waving his sleeves upwards.

The fatal blow of   Fa Xiangjing, the word "righteousness" that was pressed down like a firmament, disappeared in this sleeve.

   "Who!? How dare you ruin my Wang Jinglong's affairs!"

   Wang Jinglong's cold drink resounded in the sky.

   Ruan Xiu only had the thought to look at the man in front of her at this time. This breath... was intoxicating, and the slave seal was about to move...

   That's right, it is the Taoist priest of Qinghui!

   "Peak Master Ruan, are you alright?"

   Zhang Ming helped her up and stood on the mountain road. Seeing her staring blankly, he asked worriedly.

   Ruan Xiu's heart trembled, and her stubbornness to fight against Wang Jinglong at the risk of her life disappeared in these words.

   "Qing Hui... It's really you... You, didn't you go to Hehuan Cave?"

   She asked with a soft heart, trying to control her trembling voice.

   "Master, it was Disciple and Miss Yin Xue who found the Taoist priest!"

  Su Tan'er appeared behind Zhang Ming and shouted excitedly.

   After all, she caught up and successfully rescued the master and the entire Taiyin Peak.

   However, Ruan Xiu glared at her slightly, as if she was annoyed that she was ignorant, and interrupted her conversation with Daoist Qing Hui.

   "It's alright, the poor road is here today, and no one can touch the Taiyin Peak."

   Zhang Ming nodded and said, then looked up at the sky.

   There was a black-robed man confronting Wang Jinglong who was carrying a book basket.

"Who is this……"

   Ruan Xiu asked with some doubts.

   "Lingshu Guan Guanzhu, tutor, Taixuzi."

   Zhang Ming replied with a burning gaze.

   Ruan Xiu was surprised, this person turned out to be the master of Qinghui Taoist priest, the contemporary master of Lingshu Guan!

  This...Is this a meeting with the parents?

   "Bah, Ruan Xiu, Ruan Xiu, what are you thinking about..."

   She quickly spurned herself in her heart and came back to her senses.

   At this time, Qu Feiyan's radiance descended and slowly walked towards the crowd.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, behind this Wang Jinglong is the Confucian White Deer Academy. If you kill him, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble."

   She glanced at the air and reminded.

   Qu Feiyan didn't even realize that since she saw the power of Taoist priest Qing Hui in Hehuan Cave, the other party has become synonymous with power in her heart.

   Even in the face of Wang Jinglong, who was in the realm of Fa Xiangjing, she was not worried at all. Instead, she was worried that after killing Wang Jinglong, it might cause trouble from Bailu Academy.

   Zhang Ming looked at the Confucian quasi-sage in the air, did not speak, but thought secretly in his heart.

   "After Zhang Xiaoyi was promoted to the Yangshen Realm, it was equivalent to breaking the limitation that the Daoying Immortal Body could not break through the highest cultivation level of the main body, and also breaking through the bond between the primordial spirit and the body."

   The so-called Yuanshen out of the body means that the Yuanshen is temporarily separated from the body and fights, but in fact it cannot survive outside for a long time.

   Even if you leave the body, you can't be too far.

   And after the physical body is destroyed, there are also many limitations in the process of the primordial spirit escaping and reshaping the physical body.

   If you can't reshape your body for a long time and let your primordial spirit take over, you can only switch to ghost and spiritual ways.

  Otherwise, the primordial spirit will collapse and die.

   In the legend, when you enter and exit Qingming, and the primordial spirit persists, it is not the Yangshen realm, but a higher existence. That is not the primordial spirit, but the dharma, the Tao body or the golden body.

   From the perspective of an immortal looking at a mortal, in fact, the primordial spirit of the Yang God Realm is equivalent to a newborn baby.

  The future...still far!

   However, Zhang Ming didn't know this, so he wanted to borrow Wang Jinglong to try Zhang Xiaoyi's changes.

   "I don't know how powerful you are... now?"

   He stared at Zhang Xiaoyi.

   At this time, Wang Jinglong looked at the black-robed Taoist priest on the opposite side, and was also a little puzzled. Judging from his breath, the other party's cultivation base should be in the Yangshen realm, but people in the Yangshen realm can't easily dispel their "righteousness" with a single blow!

   "Bailu Academy, Confucian quasi-sage, Wang Jinglong? Poor Taoist Taixuzi, this is polite." Zhang Xiaoyi, who had turned into Taixuzi's face at this time, said with a smile.

   "You are Tai Xuzi!?"

   Wang Jinglong's eyes narrowed, his eyes solemn, the purpose of his trip was Taixuzi!

   Zhang Xiaoyi frowned and looked at him.

   "Why was this man so surprised when he heard Master's name, and he was like a great enemy? Could it be that he knew my Master Tai Xuzi, and even had a grudge against him?"

   Zhang Ming thought of a lot in an instant.

   "So you are Taixuzi!"

   However, before he could think about it, he heard Wang Jinglong say hatefully, "Wang is here to compete with you and avenge the revenge of Confucianism and Taoism!"

   Zhang Xiaoyi frowned again.

   "What do you mean? Pindao killed your parents back then, or occupied your wife and children?"

   Zhang Ming deliberately instructed Zhang Xiaoyi to provoke the other party and asked.

   "Tai Xuzi! Don't deceive people too much!"

Wang Jinglong immediately shouted angrily and said, "You traveled all the way from Nanchang County to Zhongyuan County, and from Bailu Academy to Dongming Academy, if it wasn't for Wang's retreat back then, how would you allow you to lose nine great scholars in a row, let me The line of Confucianism and Taoism is silent!"

   His words shocked Zhang Ming.

what's the situation?

  Master had conflicts with the two Confucian academies?

   Moreover, listening to Wang Jinglong's tone, Master Taixuzi still had the upper hand, and the Confucianists couldn't lift their heads.

   Yes, it is no wonder that Confucianism and Taoism have declined in recent years, but Buddhism and Taoism have prospered.

   And the imperial edict of "Culting Buddha and suppressing Taoism" handed down by the Empress is not only suppressing Taoism, but actually because Confucianism has declined before that!

  Not worth suppressing…

   Could it all be because of Master...

   But how is this possible?

   Zhang Ming couldn't help but show Taixuzi's generous and majestic smile in front of his eyes, feeling extremely puzzled.

   "Master died two years ago, could something have happened at that time..."

  The cause of Taixuzi's death was the recurrence of an old disease and hemorrhage of the five internal organs.

  This disease... Could it not be a natural occurrence?

   Zhang Ming squinted his eyes instantly.

   Zhang Xiaoyi was also affected by it, half-squinted his eyes, and said, "Wang Jinglong, poor and forgetful, I don't know what year you are talking about."

   This understated sentence immediately caused Wang Jinglong to stretch his hair and beard.

   "Tai Xuzi! How dare you say that you forgot!"

   He shouted angrily, "Two years ago, the battle between Confucianism and Taoism, if it wasn't for you, you would have even passed through three counties, seven cities and ten mansions, and defeated all the great Confucians in the world in terms of Taoism! How could my Confucian lineage fail!"

   Zhang Ming was stunned.

   Qu Feiyan, Ruan Xiu, Guo Xiang, Su Tan'er and others were also stunned.

   Consecutively passed through three counties, seven cities and ten mansions, and defeated all the great scholars in the world in terms of Taoism?

  There was such a thing two years ago?

   And the person who did such a thing that shook the world turned out to be Taixuzi, the spectator of the Lingshu Temple! ?

how can that be!

   Such a big thing, why are there no rumors in Jin?

   "Could it be that these news were suppressed by someone... Who is it? Why?"

   Zhang Ming muttered to himself.

   "Elder Qu, Master Ruan Feng, have you heard about my master Taixuzi defeating all the great scholars in the world?"

   He turned to look at the two beside him and asked.

  Qu Feiyan shook his head: "Bengong has been retreating in the Hehuan Cave, and has no knowledge of what happened over the years."

   Ruan Xiu thought for a while and replied, "I haven't heard of it either."

   The replies of the two confirmed his conjecture.

   "Master's death... Could it be something really strange..."

   A haze flashed across Zhang Ming's eyes.

   "Wang Jinglong, your Confucian lineage has Confucian sages in charge. It is a bit exaggerated to say that poor Taoism has defeated all great Confucians in the world. They are just some famous people, how can they be called great Confucians!"

   Zhang Xiaoyi shook his head deliberately, as if all the great Confucians who were defeated in those years were all clowns.

The words    once again stimulated Wang Jinglong to go mad.

   "Fame and reputation? Tai Xuzi, you are too arrogant!"

  Wang Jinglong's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he shouted angrily, "If you are fighting the law, even if you are ten, you are not my Confucian opponent! But, this is the battle between you and me!"

   "When a Confucian sage, Wang Haoran of Dongming Academy, once answered 107 questions for three days with you, but in the end he was exhausted and was defeated by you. Do you dare to say that the sage Haoran also made a name for himself?!"

   He couldn't bear this kind of insult any longer, and suddenly volleyed.

Benevolence! righteous! present! wisdom! letter! Loyal! filial piety! Ti! Festival! Forgive! Brave! Let!

  The Confucian mantra took shape in an instant, flew out like a geese, and surrounded the two of them.

   "Tai Xuzi! Today Wang does not argue with you, but fights with you! The decline of my Confucian lineage should be commemorated with your blood!"

  Wang Jinglong waved his hand forward, and the twelve-character mantra shined brightly.

   They form an inexplicable formation, showing the sky, illuminating the four universes in the middle, and connecting the mountains, rivers and seas below.

   The whole world seemed to be rolling down, pressing towards Zhang Xiaoyi in the middle.

   However, at this time, Zhang Ming was completely stunned.

  Wang Haoran of Dongming Academy, who was a Confucian sage, was also defeated by Master?

   This is impossible!

   To know the Confucian quasi-sage, he is already a strong man in the realm of the law. He is full of aura and Confucian supernatural powers. Just like Wang Jinglong in front of him, extraordinary practitioners can match.

   Wang Haoran, who is known as a Confucian saint, what kind of realm would he be?

   Above the realm of Dharma, the Tao and the body are one?

   or... higher?

  However, such a person was defeated by Master Taixuzi, and it was because he was physically weak...

how can that be?

   He was in shock, unresponsive.

   But Zhang Xiaoyi had a stress reaction, and suddenly a monstrous demonic energy erupted from his body.

   "Gathering Immortal Flags! Qimen After the Wind! White Bone Banners! Slashing the Heavens and Drawing Swords! One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate! Sword God!"

   He instantly started a big move.

  I saw the Juxian flag floating in the air move along with it, and he held it in his left hand and threw it forward.

The twelve-character mantra around    suddenly vibrated violently, and he could not advance an inch.

   A circle of black gossip light spread from under his feet to all directions.

  Wang Jinglong's body shook and froze on the ground.

  The white bone banner appeared in Zhang Xiaoyi's right hand, and when he shook it vigorously, the demonic energy instantly covered the entire sky.

  The palm of the hand released the handle of the flag and pulled it in the air.

The   Tianhe hairpin turned into a phantom, and from the space in Zhang Ming's sleeve, it rushed into the air like a shooting star.

The    hairpin instantly turned into a pitch-black long sword.

  The sword is soaring.

   Demonic energy oscillated in all directions, revealing a clear sky.

   Zhang Xiaoyi gently handed it forward.

   The sword **** with black clothes and black hair appeared, like a long rainbow, running through where Wang Jinglong was.

   "You...you actually practice the magic way!?"

  Wang Jinglong looked at the boundless demonic energy and cried out in shock.

   Then, his words choked in his throat, because at the moment when his body stiffened, he was penetrated by the sword magic.

"how can that be……"

  His eyes opened wider than ever before, his tone was stagnant and unbelievable.

  Wang Jinglong lowered his head and saw a big hole in his chest, filled with black energy, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

"you……"

   He couldn't say a word again, his eyes lost the brilliance, and he fell on his back into the dark mist.

   Zhang Xiaoyi waved his hand gently.

   The demonic energy in the sky rolled back, like a long whale absorbing water, all of which were gathered into his body.

   Then, he gave a slight bow and sighed: "Time is also, life is also! Since you want to pay tribute with the blood of Pindao, then don't blame Pindao for giving you a ride!"

   This is what Zhang Ming ordered after he recovered.

  He looked up at the fallen Wang Jinglong.

  The body with the book basket on its back quickly disintegrated in mid-air, and when blown by the wind, it turned into powder and dissipated.

   A generation of Confucian quasi-sages, they were completely beheaded by Zhang Xiaoyi as soon as they met, and they were wiped out!

   Qu Feiyan, Ruan Xiu, and the others looked at Taixuzi in the midair, and an unspeakable horror appeared in their eyes at the same time.

   "Is this the spectator of the Spirit Pivot View?"

   "Strong...it's too strong!"

   "Compared with him, how could we dare to call it a demon sect before, this is the real Dao and demon one, the outer Dao and the inner demon, the demonic energy is monstrous, and the world is oppressive!"

  “…”

   Qing Yu, who should have escaped, also appeared on the mountain road.

   She waved her hands continuously, and immediately released one Taiyin Peak disciple from the Four Seas Bottle.

   It turned out that she did not let everyone escape, but put them in a four-sea bottle to avoid disaster.

   Now, naturally, there is no need to escape.

   As soon as these female disciples appeared, they looked around and talked about their current situation.

   However, as Qing Yu muttered to himself twice, the battle situation on Taiyin Peak immediately spread like a tide, centered on it, and quickly spread to the ears of every disciple.

   "Lingshu View...Tai Xuzi..."

   They all raised their heads and looked at the black-robed Taoist in midair, their expressions both startled and frightened.

   and deep admiration...

   and...proud!

   "Now we are also people of the Spirit Pivot view."

   At this moment, they have an unprecedented sense of identification with the word "Lingshu View".

   (end of this chapter)