At the time of Hong Yuan, there was no heaven and earth, the void was not divided, the turbidity was not judged, and the void was lonely. Hong Yuan is a rule, as for the ten thousand calamities, Hong Yuan is sentenced, and there is a mixed yuan.

When the mixed yuan is mixed, the mixed yuan governs ten thousand calamities, and as for one hundred percent, one hundred percent is also 810,000 years, and there is the beginning.

At the beginning of the Taichu, Lao Jun descended from the void and was the teacher of the primordial world, separating heaven and earth, clearing turbidity and dissecting, and "Heavenly Dao Potential" was born.

At the beginning, the "Heavenly Dao Potential" has no sword and only intentions, three points are the beginning, life and the like, and the invisible image, each is born by one breath. Or there are people who are born with simplicity, for the sword, for the way of the sword, so there is "Heavenly Sword Potential".

Seeing the various mysteries of "Heavenly Dao Sword Potential", Xiao Qianli thought about it for a while, gathered his qi and condensed it into a sword at his fingertips, and swayed it casually, with thousands of sword tricks born, which can be described as "one law, ten thousand laws".

"Although the exercises are good, but my apprentices can't learn them for a while......" When Xiao Qianli truly understood the wonders of "Heavenly Dao Sword Potential", he found a very helpless fact.

"Although it is said that the 'sword momentum' is actually the general decision of the weapons chapter, there are many kinds of weapons in the world, the name class is eighteen, and the side class is thirty and there are six, if it is subdivided, I am afraid that there are no less than 100 kinds. It's good that these apprentices can specialize in one subject, let alone learn my own exercises. ”

Xiao Qianli thought for a long time, and suddenly blessed his heart, and said to himself with a smile: "It's already good to be able to learn a good one, why do you have to learn all the martial arts in the world? Think about how many martial arts the old monk has learned in his life? In the end, he still uses his flesh palm to fight the enemy, his fingertips are swords, single fists turn into hammers, side palms are like knives, and fingers are used as guns, why bother sticking to one thing and one skill?"

He couldn't help but laugh when he figured it out.

At this time, the red sun was born, the Yuxu Peak was bustling, there were disciples running around everywhere, and the injured people were all sent to the room to heal and recuperate, under the command of Zhu Jingyang and Qingyue Daoren, everything seemed to be in order.

The attacking enemies were all wiped out, and only one old Manichaean man was captured by Xiao Qianli and sent to the gossip platform.

Xiao Qianli flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the old man's closed acupoint was suddenly untied, he got up, hesitated, and did not make any movement, but stood honestly behind Xiao Qianli.

"What is your name, and what is your position in Manichaeism?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, but still replied honestly: "Arshamis Shapur, Han name Shangguan Yunhe, is the king of the Ming sect. ”

Xiao Qianli nodded, and then asked, "Is the Manichaean Sect going east, just respecting you?"

Shangguan Yunhe shook his head and said: "How important is the matter of eastward advancement? Although I am the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Ming King, how can I compare to the Eternal Supreme? ”

Xiao Qianli bowed slightly, and said slowly: "I heard that one of your Ming Zuns died at the hands of Zoroastrianism, what happened?"

Hearing this, Shangguan Yunhe's eyes suddenly showed a look of resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Mani is originally a universal religion, and at the beginning of its establishment, it was necessary to break the boundaries, absorb the sects of all ethnic groups into the religion, and eliminate disputes. However, the Zoroastrian monks were jealous of the development of this religion and instigated the Sassanid Emperor to slaughter the members of this religion, and the two religions became fire and water. (Note: Zoroastrianism is commonly known as Zoroastrianism, also known as Zoroaster.) ）

He paused for a moment, and then explained: "This sect has a bright honor of Aviye as the Great Ming Venerable of the Eastern Soil, and he was the first to cross eastward, but he was ambushed by the Zoroastrian Sect and attacked by heavy troops, and died in battle. When I came from Persia, I only left his secret message, so I probed in many ways, learned the details, and came to Kunlun with the five magic illusions under the seat, and invited the Holy Maiden to sit down. ”

Speaking of this, Shangguan Yunhe suddenly withered, and said with a wry smile: "Now that the five major phantom demons are dead, I am alone, and the new Dongtu Mingzun has not yet come, and the road to the east has been blocked......"

Xiao Qianli glanced at Shangguan Yunhe, and heard that his words were unknown, and he knew that there were naturally countless hidden secrets in it, but it was just a dispute between the two sects, and it was not about the affairs of the Chunyang Palace, so he said lightly: "If you commit my Kunlun, the death crime can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." Now I will stay in the Pure Yang Palace honestly, and I don't have to think about the sect dispute anymore!"

Shangguan Yunhe was silent for a long time, sighed, lowered his head, and seemed to accept his fate.

Xiao Qianli didn't pay attention to him, the sleeves of his robe were raised, and a small point of light flew into the sky, turning into five halls, according to the direction of the five elements, around Taiji Square, and fell on the open ground, brilliant and brilliant, like a miracle descending into the world, and suddenly Shangguan Yunhe was stunned and at a loss.

Less leaning, the light of the five halls gradually faded, arranged in five colors: green, yellow, red, white, and black, and they were magnificent. When Shangguan Yunhe was dizzy, he only heard Xiao Qianli say in a deep voice: "You are also a generation of martial arts masters, and this seat doesn't want to embarrass you too much, this five spirit hall, you can choose one hall, enter the retreat and repent!"

Shangguan Yunhe gritted his teeth, sighed heavily, and strode towards the nearest palace with a fiery red body, and when his figure disappeared into the hall, the gate was automatically closed without wind, and this Manichaean Ming King was in it.

Xiao Qian stood with his hands in his hands, turned around, but saw Song Shujian's figure turn out, his face was puzzled, and asked, "Why did the sect master leave him alive?"

Xiao Qianli seemed to have known that Song Shujian was hiding on his side, so he was not surprised, and said with a smile: "What are you worried about about the tiger whose minions have been cut off? Besides, Mani and Worship Fire are as deep as the sea, leaving him alive, maybe there will be some use in the future." ”

Song Shujian nodded and said, "The master is cautious in his thinking, Song is impressed!"

Xiao Qianli turned his head to look at Song Shujian, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song is not in the room to recuperate, what are you doing here? ”

Song Shujian smiled, shook his head and said, "I should have rested, but Song was worried about something." ”

He hesitated for a moment before he said softly: "The elite of the five Mahayana temples have been lost, and the master of the sect has stood on the cusp of Buddhism. Today, Theravada Buddhism has not yet made any moves, so it must be guarded against. Only the remnants of Mahayana...... How to behave?"

Xiao Qianli said with a smile: "This seat has long been considered, compared with Mahayana, the more powerful Theravada Buddhism is the biggest enemy, and it still needs to be slowly figured out." As for those remnants of Mahayana Buddhism...... Naturally, there will be people who will worry about us. ”

Song Shujian couldn't help but be stunned, thought for a while, and said in surprise: "Could it be the Xuanmen ......?"

Without waiting for Song Shujian to finish speaking, Xiao Qianli said with a smile: "I exterminated the elite of the five temples for them, if those people don't grow up, they deserve to be suppressed for a thousand years!"

Song Shujian was stunned for a while, and glanced at Xiao Qianli, and the two suddenly laughed.

On the golden top of Mount Emei, there is also a long-bearded Taoist with a sword, and three old Taoists who are dressed in the same costume but are scarred and laugh at each other, laughing so much that they almost burst into tears.

"The ancestors of the Emei faction are on top, today Xuanguan and Xuanyou, Xuanjing, Xuancheng destroyed the Emei Twenty-three Buddha Temple, and finally stepped on the golden top, and one day the Xuanguan returned to the sky, and finally had the face to see your ancestors!"

By the side of Xuanguan Daojun, the three elders of Emei laughed and cried bitterly.

And on the rocks that these four Emei bigwigs can't see, a Taoist who is so old that he can barely tell his age, his whole body is torn, he doesn't know how many wounds there are on his body, the blood has congealed, and a black palm print on his shoulder is even more shocking.

He bent his waist, coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Xuanguan Daojun and the others, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"On this day...... It's going to change!"

He smiled, folded his hands, and hobbled away from the rocks.

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