"Lord be careful, the road ahead, the minions will not follow. ”

Yutian violated the position of a father-in-law, and gave a warning, although he didn't know who the Taoist in the royal courtyard was, but just looking at the attitude of the emperor and Guo Langzi, he could guess a thing or two.

Although the Shenwu King was born, it should still be a little lower than these hundred-year-old monsters.

"Hmm. ”

Xia Guang, who was dressed in civilian clothes, nodded, and then identified the white jade corridor in front of him, which was no longer complicated, and then turned to the courtyard door that was climbed by light green vines, which was the Hongmen banquet that the Son of Heaven had set for himself this time.

Brushing aside a wisp of vines that had not yet grown too many green leaves under the hanging, Xia Guang raised his head, glanced at the long-bearded Taoist who was sitting with his eyes closed, and then looked at the slightly cramped Son of Heaven, and the silent mastermind.

"What did you ask me to do?"

Xia Guang looked directly at the new emperor.

Xia Heng looked at that calm gaze, and for some reason his heart was in turmoil for a moment, it was a kind of fear of being crushed and dominated from childhood to adulthood, "I, I... I called you..."

Guo Langzi took over the words in due course and said: "The Daomen immortals came from afar to discuss the rise and abolition of the state religion, and Your Majesty felt that the important matter still needs to be asked to you, so he specially sent Father-in-law Yu to call you over. ”

His words are impeccable, he can advance or retreat, and he is not rude.

Xia Heng hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, that's what I mean." ”

Xia Guang looked at the nameless Taoist, his long beard was snow-white, his eyes were very young, and his body seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, although he was wearing a cyan robe, it gave people the feeling that he was a tree and a flower.

"King Shenwu, please be seated. ”

The Taoist smiled and compared the position on the other side, and then he turned to the Son of Heaven and the mastermind and said, "I wonder if you can let me say a few words alone with the Shenwu King?"

The Son of Heaven and Guo Langzi naturally had no opinion, so they just said a few words and left the small courtyard.

"Poor road nameless. ”

Between the openings of the white-bearded old road, the palm of his hand was lightly rotated, and in an instant he took out a piece of dead wood from his long sleeve, which was ordinary, but did not have the slightest appearance of being shriveled and long-lasting, but seemed to have just been picked from a certain tree, but the fracture was partial, and it was as dry as wood.

Xia Guang looked at the old man quietly, not knowing what tricks he played.

The nameless Taoist inserted the dead wood directly into the small brass incense burner on the stone table, and a wisp of pure yang fire suddenly grew from his fingertips and lit it at the bottom of the dead wood, and it suddenly seemed to ignite something, and the whole dead wood burned.

There is no black smoke, just a faint smell, if you close your eyes, you can feel the smell of trees in the depths of the dense forest.

Xia Guang felt that the air around him had become extremely pure, and there seemed to be an aura hidden in it.

The nameless Taoist said while fiddling with the incense burner: "This wood is the branch of an immortal tree left in the upper realm, and it can be lit with pure yang fire to give birth to aura, and this aura is beneficial to people without harm. ”

Xia Guang was puzzled and waited quietly for the following.

The nameless Taoist continued: "It's just that in the aura of the fairy world, all the demons and monsters, the ghosts and ghosts, will be revealed... How does King Shenwu feel?"

Xia Guang said frankly: "It's good." ”

"How's it good?"

"Refreshed, sandalwood for sobering up is much better than calming the gods, if there is a real person, give me some." ”

The nameless Taoist didn't know how to respond, so he fell silent.

When this dead wood was burned, the young man opposite him did not change in the slightest, which made him frown, it seems that this Great Zhou Shenwu King is not a demon who does not speak out.

But he didn't believe it.

So with a turn of his hand, he took out another dead wood, and the pure yang fire on his index finger spread away, and the dead wood ignited again.

The dead wood soon burned out again.

Xia Guang remained indifferent.

The nameless Taoist frowned, his white eyebrows and white beards were clustered together, and between his hands was a longer dead wood, "Does the Divine Martial King dare to let me try it with the Pure Yang Fire?"

This fire is extraordinary, and it does not hurt people, but it is beneficial.

But if it's a demon, then you will feel tormented. ”

After that, he didn't wait for the young man to react, he just drew another trace of flames, burned the long dead wood, and then half-supported and half-clamped his fingers, and probed towards Xia Guang.

The reason why he did this was that he really decided that Xia Guang was the Yang Demon of the Four Silent Words, the catastrophe of the troubled times, otherwise, why did he come?

At this moment, the nameless old Taoist thought that Xia Guang would hide, panic, and be at a loss, after all, being burned by the fire of pure yang was the private thoughts hidden in people's hearts, and malice would also make him suffer.

The heavier the demonic thoughts, the more terrifying they became.

But he was disappointed.

He just saw a pair of quiet eyes.

Just then, when the burned dead wood touched the young man, Xia Guang also stretched out two fingers and pressed them against the other side of the dead wood.

The flames quickly flooded his fingers, and along his arm, a wave of red flames floated.

"You don't hurt?"

The nameless old man was shocked again.

Or can you bear the pain?

Xia Guang said indifferently: "The body is a cage, but the heart is free, how can it hurt?"

As the words fell, the flames above that finger suddenly moved like a whirlpool.

An invisible wind rises.

Wrap around fingertips.

Alchemy fire, ride the wind.

Comprehending the wind is the first step in the unity of heaven and man, and the nameless Taoist suddenly recognized this wind, which seems to be Gangfeng.

It is the proof that there is no self, after the unity of heaven and man at the top, it is integrated into heaven and earth.

If you go further, you must not allow this heaven and earth, and go back with the wind.

Why did such a mysterious wind appear on the young man in front of him?

No, I should have seen it wrong, this is absolutely impossible!

He suddenly felt a mysterious artistic conception, but it was still unclear, he couldn't believe it, he just suppressed the shock in his heart.

Xia Guang said gently: "Dao Chief, is your Dao insisting on identifying me as a demon?"

The nameless Taoist also said calmly: "If you are not a demon, why do you kill innocents indiscriminately? Where did you wind come from?"

"Where did it come from?" Xia Guang withdrew his fingers, but instead of dissipating, the wind surrounded him, and his black hair flew all over him, as if he was about to break through the air at any time.

"Since the heavens and the earth, what do the Taoist leaders want to ask? What do you want to know? Then you and I will discuss our own ways. ”

The Nameless Daoist shook his head, "It seems that I underestimated you."

The Tao is very Taoist, and it is wrong to say it, so it will be confirmed, right and wrong, and it is in this. ”

Xia Guang got up.

Nameless got up.

In the courtyard, the wind rose, and the vines went up and down in the waves, and the air in the court swirled along the bodies of the two, not turbulent, not strong, but soft, soft like the east wind and the west wind.

Along the end of this heaven and earth, gentle touches were brought together.

Heaven and earth are silent, and the mystery is extreme.

——

Half a month later.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the ancestors of the selfless Taoist sect have no name to remove the catastrophe, ride the wind to the palace, and sit and discuss the Tao with the world's most evil Shenwu King in the palace, seven days and seven nights.

Then he performed the teacher ceremony, returned to the sect, and told the world that the Taoist sect should not be an enemy of King Shenwu.

At this time, Xia Guang drank the last pot of wine, and the battle with the nameless one a few days ago made him confirm that this Gangfeng was the mystic method of the Daomen.

If it is divided according to the strength, the power of the nameless old Dao is only between the thirty and forty layers of the Eight Desolation Solo Martial Arts, and he has also watched some Dao Gate exercises in the royal Zongdong Pavilion, but they are all superficial techniques.

In the process of arguing with the nameless, he studied more as a researcher and observer.

The so-called grandmasters and peerless masters on the rivers and lakes are no threat to him, at most they are just pawns to promote and reverse the general trend.

But the discussion with the old way, combined with some information of the third dream, the battle in the clear mountain before, and his own speculation.

He probably got three very important pieces of information.

First, there is an upper realm in this world, but there is more than one, but it is like a fork in the road.

Second, this world has a limit on power, and if it exceeds that limit, it can only shatter the void and go to the upper realm.

Third, if the limit of this power is calculated according to the level of peerless exercises, it should be on a certain layer between the ninetieth and the hundredth layer, and after this level, it will not be possible to stay here. Therefore, on the basis of the same strength, what is going to fight in the end is still real, and it contains the style of artistic conception!

The mystery of the formula is not the same as the strength, otherwise Xia Guang would have been able to raise all the moves to at least eighty-nine layers, but except for the one style that he pondered out by himself, none of them could break through, or even complete.

I don't know what about the gods and Buddhas?