Vol 2 Chapter 863: Lift the table

"Yang Jian..."
Zeng San chewed the name again, and there was a throbbing in his heart, with a vague premonition that the boy in front of him was not something in the pool.
If it weren't for the Yuanshen's injury, at this time, he would have the heart to use the Heaven and Man's Watching Qi technique to glimpse his luck.
But even if he didn't look at his luck with the gaze of heaven and man, he could see the extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him, especially his physique, so he couldn't help but look at him.
This is by no means a natural physique, but a manifestation of cultivating a magical power to a very high level.
But from his perspective, he couldn't see the power of this magical power. He only knew that its grade was quite high, or it could be compared with the secret magical powers of Confucianism.
I was stunned, seeing the young man looking at him curiously, Zeng San also responded with a smile: "Old man Zeng San, come here at the invitation of someone."
"The old gentleman also came to see the teacher?"
Yang Jian looked at the old man in front of him, only to feel that although the old man's clothes were not luxurious, he had an aura of no anger and prestige, and he was also careful in his heart.
"and also?"
Zeng San frowned imperceptibly and asked, "Your teacher is not Zhang Fengfu? Besides the old man, who else is here?"
"Teacher Hong Xuan, mixed as a head teacher."
Yang Jian's expression turned straight, and he was a little surprised: "The old gentleman said he was here to see his master, do you not know who the master is?"
"Taoist Hongxuan?! Your teacher, is it him? When did you worship him?"
Hearing this name, Zeng San's face suddenly appeared three-pointed solemnly. Of course, he was not unfamiliar with this name.
When I saw him twenty years ago, this Taoist who was suspected of inheriting the five-color divine light had already gained fame in the Great Zhou cultivation world.
It's not even difficult to guess that the person who repelled the Dharma body of the Da Zhou prince is very likely to be this person.
In fact, at least dozens of people have come to inquire about Taoist Hongxuan along the way.
It's just that I heard that the Hongxuan Taoist's whereabouts are secretive, even the organization that is in charge of Da Zhou intelligence like Jing Yesi has not been able to find his trace.
Who would have thought that he would come to Lingquan Dao before him, as if he had lived for a long time?
"The old man really recognizes the teacher."
Yang Jian's expression was relaxed, and his expression was serious: "Sixteen years ago, the teacher took me into the gate when passing by the'Dragon Tooth City'."
"Sixteen years ago..."
Zeng San nodded and sighed in his heart.
It has been twenty-one years since he saw Taoist Hongxuan last time, and then he heard that he wandered all over the place and didn't want to accept such an apprentice.
Is it just that this young man has achieved such an achievement after only sixteen years of cultivation?
"The old man comes with me."
Yang Jian put down his broom, stepped forward and opened the door, bowed slightly, and invited Zeng San to enter.
Zeng San restrained his mind and stepped through the door.
Hum~
It was only one step, but Zeng San's body was shocked, and he felt as if he had penetrated an invisible barrier. In just a moment, it seemed to have changed a different world.
This yard is not big, at best it can't be more than three steps, not to mention practitioners, even in the ordinary world, it is not too big.
But Zeng San raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but he couldn't see the end at a glance.
The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the day is hanging high.
Amidst the mountains and valleys, the spirit field is endless, slowly pouring down, straight as the ocean waves surging, and the unique fragrance of the spirit rice rushing over the face, also permeating the sky and the earth.
"Dongtian, blessed land!"
Zeng San looked back, and he also looked infinitely behind him. A spirit river was flowing from high to the sky like a waterfall, and it was diverted by thousands of people, watering this vast land of spirit.
Looking up again, the sun swayed brightly, and in the void invisible to the naked eye, there were faintly shimmering stars, and there seemed to be other mountains and rivers in it.
"This......"
Zeng San was shocked.
There are not a few divine powers that open up the heaven and earth.
The weak can only open up a land of three miles. The strong, like the ancestor of the earth immortal, has a variety of leaders in his sleeves. In his sleeves, there are three thousand bounds in his sleeves. Between thoughts, he can frighten the immortals.
Confucianism also has such magical powers.
But this square cave sky is too big, too real...
"This is the cave sky opened by the master, and the name is called Miró...These spiritual fields are improved by the master on the spirit rice such as'lotus crystal rice, yellow millet soft fragrant rice, and spiritual rice'. The superior Lingmi'Longya Mi' has a better effect than other Lingmi."
Yang Jian took a deep breath, feeling refreshed in his body and mind, unspeakably free and lively. The inspiration in this cave might be stronger than the outside world, but he prefers to stay here.
"Mi Luo Cave Sky...Longya Mi."
Zeng San's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.
Among the Great Zhou and even the three major dynasties, there are few forbidden things. No ordinary swords, guns, swords, halberds, bows and armours are forbidden, even the magic weapons among the monks, magic weapons will be spread with you.
There are only two things that are really forbidden.
One is the law and the other is the meter.
The law must not be passed lightly. Any sect cannot establish a sect or establish a sect without the imperial court, and cannot include disciples. Any sect disciple must be promoted.
The seed of spiritual rice cannot be spread, but other sects other than the 72 Dao Sect also need to buy rice seeds from the imperial court every year and distribute them for planting.
Although these two bans are not without flaws, the occasional ban breaker Jing Yesi may not be able to inspect them one by one, but such a large-scale planting of spiritual fields is undoubtedly a taboo.
What does Taoist Hongxuan want to do?
Hum~
Not long after they stepped into the cave sky, a buzzing sound echoed.
Immediately, all the colors converged toward the center of the sky as if they had come alive, and in a few moments before and after, they had already turned into a ‘ladder’ between heaven and earth leading to a high place.
At the end of the ladder, it is the ‘big day’ of this cave sky!
"For twenty years, the old gentleman's demeanor remains the same!"
While the five-color ladder was hanging down, a slightly smiling voice also sounded. The sound was not high, but there was nothing in the world.
‘It’s him...’
Zeng San's eyes moved slightly, and his heart was slightly complicated, and he responded with a voice: "It has not been seen for 20 years, but the power of fellow Daoists has become more and more prosperous!"
As the voice reverberated, Zeng San had already stepped onto the ladder, step by step, rising into the sky.
Yang Jian looked up at the golden sun in the sky, a worrisome worrisome appeared in his heart, and he pressed into his heart in an instant, and walked into the vast spiritual field.
In the spiritual field, a girl a few years younger than him is chasing a little bit who is holding a cat and yelling, making chuckles from time to time.
Huhu~
Zeng San walked on the ladder, but his mind was looking around. The more he looked, the more surprised he was.
He is not familiar with this kind of supernatural powers, but his vision is extremely high, and he still has knowledge of supernatural powers.
And at this moment, in his perception, this cave sky is not only so big that it is boundless, but also so real that there is almost no flaw in it.
It seems that this is another world in general.
"Five-color sacred light, and this magical power similar to the universe in the sleeve...Who is this Hongxuan Taoist?"
Zeng San's doubts deepened, but he didn't want to climb up step by step.
With a movement of his body, he has already reached the end of the ladder.
Facing the light that can melt gold and iron, step into the endless light intertwined, like the real stars in the "big sun".
Huh~
The sound of the explosion that was so intense that it could not be imagined could not help sounding, and the rumbling sound that was enough to tear the mountains and rivers was bound to the sun.
Zeng San stepped into the meantime, his eyes swept away, and he already saw the two people sitting cross-legged on the high platform in the endless flames.
A person with black clothes and red hair, sitting with his back to him, his breath is changing, or he is condensed, or detached, or vague, or violent.
Its breath is ever-changing, changing every moment, faintly, it seems that the shadows of gods and demons can't help flashing behind him.
"Illustration of Slashing Demons, Zhang Feng Mansion!"
Zeng San's eyes condensed, and he recognized this great person from the first five weeks of the big week, but all his attention was attracted by the other person.
The man dressed in an ordinary Taoist robe, his appearance was just ordinary, and he couldn't see the slightest singularity. At this time, he was sitting in distress and looking at himself with a smile, but it was the Hongxuan Taoist who saved him once twenty years ago.
Compared with the equatorial Taoist whose aura changes in front of him, his aura is empty, but it seems to be all-encompassing and contain everything.
In the endless flames of violence, the two seemed to maintain a fragile balance.
"It's been a long time."
Seeing Zeng San stepping forward, An Qisheng smiled faintly, not increasing or decreasing: "Old sir."
"Friends of Daoist become more and more unfathomable, but..."
Zeng San stopped in the flames, his tone was calm and regretful: "Ten Thousand Fa dynasties are imminent, the master of the Great Zhou Center is like a cloud, this move of fellow Daoists is too unwise..."
He could naturally see that Zhang Feng's Mansion was at a disadvantage, but Dazhou Zhuqiang was not the only one from Zhang Feng's Mansion.
Ten thousand Fa dynasty sects are imminent, the center of the Great Zhou, there are no fewer than a hundred people who have condensed into the law!
"It's not that I want to be embarrassed with this one, it's really this one who has chased me for many years and can't get rid of it. I can't do it. I can only'hand talk' with him.
Looking at Zhang Fengfu, the red-haired Taoist who closed his eyes in front of him, An Qisheng shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, this man is too victorious. He has clearly lost, but he still wants to find someone to lift the'table'... ..."
Twenty years is just a flick of a finger for practitioners, but for An Qisheng, it's not like that.
In addition to lighting up the various gods on the ‘True Spirit Position Karma Map’, collecting the ‘ground roots’ and training the disciples, it is to deal with the siege of this Zhang Sizhu once every three years.
Now, this is the seventh time I have visited.
"...Zhang Sizhu."
Seeing the red-haired Taoist who was silent as if he were autistic, Zeng San had a wry smile at the corner of his mouth: "Who is the Taoist fellow..."
Zhang Feng Mansion is not an ordinary monk.
Before the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty emerged, he was the number one arrogant of the Great Zhou. He had traveled across the world and competed with the great powers of Tianjiao.
Those who once drew a fight with a strong Dharma body with Dharma Xiangxiu as a true master are the true talents of heaven and arrogance.
But at this time...
"The old gentleman has asked many times, and I have answered many times."
As soon as An Qisheng lifted it up, a Taoist platform rose under Zeng San's feet: "Old gentleman, please sit down. When the people invited by Secretary Zhang are all here, let's talk about it."
Zeng San shook his head slightly, but could only sit cross-legged.
Do not say that his injuries have not healed, even if there is no injury, I am afraid that he may not be able to intervene in the meantime, and more importantly, this Hongxuan Taoist has saved himself.
Even with the certainty of shooting, he didn't want to shoot.
An Qisheng's tone seemed smooth, but the eyelids of the equatorial man who had closed his eyes for a long time trembled, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded:
"you know?"
Zhang Feng Mansion slowly opened his eyes, his expression was complicated and unwilling, and his voice was full of dignity and bitterness: "Since you know, why don't you stop me?"
"Zhang Sizhu, until this time, do you think that you have great magical powers and have found my trace?"
"Ok?!"
Zhang Fengfu's heart was shocked, and he suddenly raised his head, but he was facing An Qisheng's deep and endless eyes: "What did you say?!"
An Qisheng didn't answer, and looked down.
He saw a pair of eyes, an extremely strong will, UU reading www.uukanshu.com separated by an unfamiliar void, locked the space where he was.
Hum~
The void trembles, everything trembles.
The endless and boundless Miluo Cave sky buzzed and trembled, and the mountains and rivers within it trembled, and the vegetation was trembling.
Yang Jian, the running girl, the child holding the cat, the Tuba lying in the distance, and the big donkey running in the mountains were all shocked.
Some people look left, some look right, some look up, and some look back, but no matter where they look or where they look.
But they all saw the depths of the void, and a pair of eyes that looked like a big sun slowly lit up.
This mighty power is too strong, like a supreme king standing in the nine heavens, looking down indifferently, majestic and mighty, and everything must bow down and surrender.
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