In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Wanfa Palace, the land of the dark valley, before the ancient palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting a wild and ancient figure like a god and demon.

The Taoist with white hair and childlike face slowly stood in front of the futon, knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and said with great reverence: "Disciple Qingxuan, please invite the Wanfa Tianxuan Divine Disk."

At this moment, the ten thousand-zhang divine light went straight into the sky, the auspicious energy flowed thousands of times, and the sound of dragons singing and phoenixes singing echoed across the sky. Above the sky, among the smoke and clouds, a divine disk was looming.

In Wanfa City, countless swordsmen and Taoists were all looking sideways at the depths of the main hall where the clouds were unknown, not understanding what happened.

Feeling something, Chen Xiu raised his head and looked up, staring at the sacred plate that ruled the world and contained thousands of laws, and said softly: "This is, the peerless magic weapon?"

Ren Xunshan looked up at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, his eyes were filled with astonishment, and he lost his voice: "What is the meaning of the master? Why did you invite the Wanfa Tianxuan Divine Disk?"

In the sky, there may be a sword fairy walking with a sword, or a Taoist sitting on a mechanism and a strange beast soaring into the sky. Many imposing figures gather in the main hall of Wanfa Palace.

As soon as they landed in front of the hall, they saw that Master Qingxuan, the head of this generation, was holding a divine plate surrounded by dense breath, and they were extremely focused.

One after another, the simple and simple characters float up and down between the gods, just like the stars in the sky, and the infinite principles of heaven and earth are intertwined at this moment, which makes people dazzled.
As the elders of Wanfa Palace, they all know what this amulet represents, it is the evolution and carrier of the way of the saints in the middle ages!

And now, the owner of Wanfa Palace, the Mohist tycoon of this generation, the famous Yangshen Daoist in the Eight Wastelands—Taoist Qingxuan, invited out this divine plate!
"Brother Sect Leader, why did you invite out the Wanfa Tianxuan Divine Disk? Could it be that a catastrophe is approaching?" Many questions and puzzles rang out.

Master Qingxuan put away the divine disk, looked into the distance, with a deep and calm expression, and said indifferently: "The great world is approaching, I need to borrow the power of the divine disk!!"

Between the halls, Ren Xunshan had a thoughtful expression on his face, and murmured: "The old man who is the head of the sect has actually invited out the guardian gods! Why is this? The catastrophe is approaching?"

While he was muttering, Chen Xiu slowly raised his head, his eyes looked forward, and his face became a little more solemn: "Senior is visiting, I am far away to welcome you!"

"I came here uninvited, and I hope my little friend will forgive me." The wooden door opened gently, and the old man with white hair and childlike face walked in slowly wearing a cloud-pattern robe.

The old man walked very slowly, every step seemed to resonate with the heaven and the earth, his aura was ethereal, like clouds and smoke, in line with the law, unfathomable! !

This kind of feeling, in today's Tang world, Chen Xiu has only felt it in one person - Chunyang Tianzun! !

This old Taoist priest is definitely not weaker than Chunyang Tianzun's Taoist master, his Taoism is extremely deep, and he is an immeasurable immortal in the world! !

"Sect Master, why are you here?" Ren Xun Shan only realized it at this moment, and asked in a panic.

The real Qingxuan who has not set foot in the human world for 300 years, lives in seclusion deep in the forbidden area of ​​the Wanfa Palace, and devotes himself to studying Taoism, unexpectedly left the customs and found this place! !
"I came here suddenly, please forgive my sin." Master Qingxuan spoke slowly, his words were gentle and polite, as if he was an elder next door.

"What does the real person say? This junior came here uninvited. He asked for help from Wanfa Palace. One of the purposes of his visit was to meet the real person." Chen Xiu spoke calmly, without being sad. He seemed polite and calm, but However, the momentum is still the same, and it is not at a disadvantage at all!
Master Qingxuan nodded slightly, and said gently: "Xun Shan, you and Qian Xing should retreat for a while. This old man and this little friend have something to talk about."

When the two retreated outside, the door closed automatically without wind, and all the movement inside suddenly disappeared, as if it was completely frozen.

"Little friend, the old man is thinking, you must not be from my Eighth World, right? After all, I have never seen your kung fu before." Master Qingxuan spoke softly, speaking firmly!

Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly, and he said slowly: "How can you be sure, senior? In the eight wild worlds, the sea is vast, there are countless capable people and strange men, and the inheritance of martial arts is even more brilliant, with thousands of schools! Although seniors are highly respected, they are not As for knowing all the exercises in the world?"

"In your breath, there is the pure meaning of my Taoism!! Others may not know it, but as a Taoist of this generation, this old man is very clear! Not as deep as yours." Master Qingxuan sighed softly.

"Senior is a Daoist of Taoism, and a giant of Mohist school. To be honest, this junior doesn't understand the meaning of senior." Chen Xiu spoke after a little pondering.

Master Qingxuan said leisurely: "Little friend, there is no need to worry. The old man has no malicious intentions, but is just curious. As you can see, the old man is not only the inheritor of the Mohist school, but also the inheritor of the Taoist school! This Wanfa Palace is inherited from the Middle Ages. , the avenue of the saints of the human race."

"The Talisman School of Taoism, the flying sword lineage is also derived from it. Whether it is refining the 'true talisman' or refining the 'flying sword', they all practice the method of primordial spirit and qi refining. This is the Taoism of the Middle Ages And the art of organ puppets is the art inherited by the Mohists." Having said that, he raised his finger lightly, and the azure water curtain that seemed to be on the plane of the river condensed again, and the ultimate water breath burst out, "This It is the understanding of the Five Elements by the Yin Yang School."

Taoism, Mohism, and Yin-Yang School are all one of the hundreds of schools of thought in the Middle Ages, no wonder it is called Wanfa Palace! !
No wonder, here is the way of the primordial spirit to refine qi, and the swordsman also uses the mind of the primordial spirit to walk with the sword, and evolve the sword formation without anyone with outstanding swordsmanship!
Chen Xiu seemed to understand something and said slowly: "That is to say, this is where the saints in the middle ages lived? Confucianism, Mohism, military, Legalism, Yinyang, and even farmers and political strategists?"

Master Qingxuan nodded slightly: "My little friend can understand, but it saves me a lot of explanations."

He straightened his expression, and said in a deep voice: "In the year of Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty, Dong Sheng of Confucianism created the idea of ​​'abandoning all schools of thought, and only respecting Confucianism'! Since then, our Mohism and several major schools of thought, as well as even Confucianism, but it does not need to be the inheritor of the branch, chose to cross the ocean, across the vast ocean, from the East China Sea, to reach this world. Today, it is nearly ten thousand years away from the Shenhan Dynasty. I don’t know what is happening now In the world, who is in power? Is Dong Sheng’s lineage still in charge of the court? Is the Shenhan Dynasty still standing in the land of Shenzhou? Is it possible for our Wanfa Palace to return to Shenzhou?”

I don't know if there is a Han, regardless of Wei and Jin...

Hearing this question, these eight words came to Chen Xiu's heart spontaneously, only feeling a little vicissitudes and a little sad.