My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 32 The final battle, the end of cause and effect (for further reading)

"Red dragon?"

Bai Qi and Ying Ji looked at each other, and then went out together.

Zheng! !

A sword roar.

The sword case enshrined in the ancestral hall was opened, and a three-foot bronze sword flew out.

The blade of the copper sword was permeated with dark red blood, with a murderous aura, and it automatically floated beside Bai Qi.

This is the sword of You Xi, who has followed Bai Qi for many years, drank countless blood, and has incredible spiritual power.

The two walked out the door.

The gray sky was now dyed red.

A winding dragon came through the air.

"What a strong momentum!"

Bai Qi's pupils shrank, this man's aura was stronger than all the experts he had ever seen.

It is like a high mountain to look up to.

At this time, Chilong swooped down.

"Where is the sacred place?"

Bai Qi grasped the hilt of the sword, the red dragon's true energy swelled in his chest.

The sword exudes Yuyu red light, with a murderous aura, and the light and murderous aura form dozens of knives, guns, swords and halberds.

"die!"

Swords, guns, swords and halberds shot at the dragon in the air.

At this time, a white-clothed Taoist appeared on Chihong's back.

The Taoist's face is like white jade, his eyes are like stars, his hair is casually scattered behind his back, and his demeanor is as chic as a fairy.

The moment he saw this person, Bai Qi exclaimed: "Ghost Valley Patriarch? Be careful!"

At this moment, the sword, gun, sword and halberd had come to Song Lin's side.

Song Lin waved his sleeve lightly, and the sword, gun, and halberd disappeared in smoke.

"It's so powerful!" Bai Qi said in surprise.

Song Lin landed next to the two of them.

"Who are you?" Song Lin looked at the two strangers.

"The disciple is Bai Qi, the Taoist master of the third generation."

"The disciple is Taoist Ying Ji!"

"Bai Qi? Ying Ji?" Song Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then summoned a catalog of ghosts in front of the two of them.

The two people on the opposite side couldn't see it.

Karma has risen to forty-five percent.

If the guess is correct, it should be the credit of these two people.

"Good job over the years."

"Patriarch, do you know our deeds?"

Ying Ji was in a state of surprise, the patriarch who had disappeared for nearly a hundred years suddenly appeared, and he knew what happened to them, what an honor it was.

"of course."

Song Lin walked into the ancestral hall.

The altar table in the ancestral hall enshrines the seal of the Taoist scripture master, with his own portrait on the top, and the ranking of the Taoist priests below the portrait.

The first generation of Taoists advocated Bo Kao, as well as Taoists such as Bai Xuan and Sun Dang, and then Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Sun Boling and Pang Juan.

"How did Zhang Yi and the others die?"

"Master was overworked and hurt his vitality. He died at the age of 85..." Bai Qi said.

"Where's Su Qin?"

"Assassinated by members of the Yin Yang family."

"Sun Boling?"

"Uncle Sun led people to encircle and suppress the Yinyang family, killed twenty enemies, killed the prince of Qi, and died of exhaustion."

Looking at the tablets in front of him, Song Lin felt a little heavy in his heart.

Most of these people died because of themselves!
The hatred between the Yin Yang family and Fang Xiandao can't be washed away even if all the waters of the world are exhausted.

Bai Qi said again: "During the Battle of Changping, all the members of the Yinyang family came out and hid among the Zhao soldiers, trying to get away with it. I simply killed them all."

Since then, the Yin Yang family has completely disappeared, and it is not known whether it has been destroyed or hidden.

After some understanding, Song Lin realized that he had actually changed a lot of things.

Some people died early, some people died later.

Although the historical process is similar, there is a big difference in time.

"By the way, who is the second generation Taoist?"

"It's Uncle An Qi, Ying Ji's master. After two years as an uncle, he traveled around the world." Bai Qi was a little embarrassed.

"Well, Ying Zichu's son has a man named Zheng, you can send him over in a few days."

"My great-grandson? What advice does the patriarch have?" Ying Ji wondered, not only did the patriarch remember him, but even his great-grandson knew it.

"This son is very talented, and I plan to accept him as a personal disciple."

"Thank you Patriarch." Ying Ji was overjoyed and bowed.

Day three.

Yunmeng Mountain.

An eight-year-old boy was taken up the mountain.

"Disciple Yingzheng pays homage to Master!"

Ying Zheng, who was not taken seriously at first, even Ying Ji couldn't remember his name. After getting the approval of the ancestor of Guigu, his status rose in a straight line.

Looking at the pretendingly mature little boy in front of him, Song Lin smiled slightly and said, "Get up, are you hungry? Yingji, take him down for dinner."

The moment Ying Zheng became a teacher, the karma directly rose to [-]%.

"Don't reveal the news of my return."

Song Lin told everyone, and then led Yingzheng Yulong to fly up.

"I'm not as good as the Patriarch!" Bai Qi looked at Song Lin's handsome back and knew that he was far behind.

There is also a gap among innate qi practitioners.

In the sky, the strong wind blew the clothes fluttering, and the scenery on both sides retreated rapidly.

"Wow!" Ying Zheng looked very scared, after all, he was a child at heart, and soon cheered excitedly, "I want to ride a dragon in the future!"

Song Lin stood at the position of the dragon's head, closed his eyes and thought deeply.

He planned to train Ying Zheng for a few years, then return to the real world to practice, and come in every now and then to check on the situation.

There is no such thing as refining one's true qi in this world, it is just about cultivating one's true qi.

Now that Song Lin has been on the road for 200 years, there is no way to advance, and it is not a problem to stay here, and now he can only hone his alchemy skills boringly.

But you can't learn too much.

You can learn as you like here. Time is limited in the real world, and being greedy for everything means that you are not good at anything.

In just a few months, it is not bad to practice a few spells.

After that, Song Lin took Yingzheng to travel around the countries, saw the customs and customs of various countries, and occasionally tested Yingzheng's views.

It has to be said that this son is talented and can understand many things at once, and he is especially partial to the domineering learning left by Shang Yang.

Rule the world with punishment, power, and violence; conquer the outside world, and establish an order that serves the king alone.

"Domineering and meritorious, do not subdue or suppress armor." Ten-year-old Ying Zheng's eyes shined, "In a domineering country, the people are like tigers and wolves. Even if it lives forever, it will not be broken by foreign enemies! Master, since you have such a theory, Why did you teach your disciples the ways of kings and emperors?"

"Yeah, it can't be broken by foreign enemies." Song Lin looked weird and didn't answer Ying Zheng's words, "It's almost there, you should rest and play."

After all, it was a child, and when he heard the game, he immediately forgot the question just now.

"Master, I'm going to go fishing. I heard that Jiang Ziya's arowana is stocking nearby!"

"Go, come back before evening."

Looking at the back of Yingzheng leaving, Song Lin's eyes flickered, and he said to himself: "Using benevolent government internally is the way to long-term peace and stability."

The hegemonic method, treating the people as the country's enemies and strengthening the country by means of weakening the people, is destined to not go far.

It's a pity that the six kings of Qin State were too superstitious about legalism.

What Song Lin said was in vain, Qin is not without insightful people. Lu Buwei, who was born in Guigu, put forward the idea of ​​Confucianism outside and law inside Lu's spring and Autumn period, but it was not adopted.

This cannot be blamed on myself and Shang Yang, it is the path Qin Xiaogong chose himself.

He will not be idle and do nothing to interfere, Ying Qin has his own luck, and he only cares about his own morality.

In the evening, Ying Zheng was covered in mud, with tears in his eyes, and ran back angrily.

"What's wrong? Did you catch the dragon fish?"

"Well, there really are dragon fish, with scales like gold and dragon whiskers."

"What about the fish?"

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng clenched his fists:

"Tricked away by a damn brat, he said that arowana has a male and a female, and this one is female, and the female can attract the male. I asked him to test it, but this kid ran away holding the arowana .”

Ying Zheng naturally wanted to catch up, but fell into the mud.

Song Lin couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, take me to grab it back. Although that kid runs fast, the disciple found out clearly that his name is Liu Ji and he is from Fengyi. I will beat him hard."

Song Lin's eyes froze, and then he smiled helplessly.

The causal bond between him and Ying Qin stopped here.He doesn't care about everything in later generations, and Liu Han is not bad, so why intervene?

"Master?"

"No need to go."

"why?"

"Arowana is the one you handed over, that's all." Song Lin waved his hand.

Three years later, King Zhuangxiang of Qin passed away, and Yingzheng, who was only 13 years old, ascended the throne.

Song Lin also hid the illusory body of cause and effect, and returned to the real world to concentrate on practicing.

In 20 years, King Qin swept across the six kingdoms like a broken bamboo.

When Qi was the last battle to annihilate the Six Kingdoms, Huan Yuan revealed his identity. This person is Zou Yan, the head of the new generation of Yin-Yang family.

Under his leadership, Qi State was extremely tenacious, and Qin State could not be attacked for a long time, and the people of Qi even uttered the rhetoric of "You are the Emperor of the West, and I am the Emperor of the East".

At this moment, Song Lin knew that the final battle was coming.

He led all the disciples of Fang Xiandao to Qi country day and night.

The cause and effect of this world is about to end.

(It's almost over, and the next stop is about to start)
(End of this chapter)