Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 713: Sequence Path (Part )

boom!
The magnificent mountain gate symbolizing the 'ancestral home of Taoism' was completely shattered by thunder and fire falling from the sky.

The fire that burned down the entire mountain Taoist temple finally died down and was extinguished by the biting cold wind, revealing the dark green mountain.

The sudden burst of azure energy was like a torrent of water, sweeping away all the dark fanaticism in the mountains.

Tick
The scarlet blood kept dripping down the armor, and in an instant a pool of blood gathered under his feet.

Under the shattered Qi Dharma image struck by heavy thunder and lightning, Chen Qisheng lowered his head, and the long sword in his hand was dim and covered with cracks.

High in the sky, Zhang Xiji's facial features, which were filled with ferocity and madness, gradually revealed excitement and pleasure.

"Longhu is gone, and you Wudang will also be buried with him. Everyone must die!"

Zhang Xiji raised his hand and pressed it down, and another thunderous roar of seal script struck down.

Boom!

The incomplete Dharma image let out an unwilling roar and completely melted in the lightning.

Zhang Xiji kept practicing the Huangliang Seal Technique in his hands, as if he wanted to kill Chen Qisheng in one go.

A blinding white light gathered above his head, but Chen Qisheng, standing in a pool of blood, still had no reaction, as if he had lost all consciousness.

At the critical moment, the scarred black armor broke away on its own and soared into the sky with the sword in hand.

The lightning column as thick as a bucket collided head-on with Chang Jun. The armored body, which was already weak as a crossbow, could no longer hold on and was instantly shattered by the impact of the lightning.

Fragments of the ink armor flew everywhere, and a finger-sized ink armor core fell from the sky and was gently caught by an open palm.

"Chen Qisheng, even if you can be promoted from a modulated Taoist child to an old-fashioned Taoist third, you still cannot escape the tragic fate of this life."

Seeing that the outcome of the battle was about to be decided, Shi Qing's figure finally appeared in the illusion.

As the flag bearer of this "position career", he just raised his hand lightly and pointed towards the sky, and the mad Zhang Xiji was immediately imprisoned by a lot of invisible shackles, and the Huangliang Seal Script in his hand that was ready to be used also dissipated.

At the same time, a powerful force invaded Chen Qisheng's body. His outstretched right hand became uncontrollable, and his fingers closed one by one, as if to crush the core of Chang Jun's ink armor.

"The Sequence that advocates faith is trapped in its own fate, but the Sequence of Vertical and Horizontal is born to break fate. Destroy this ink armor as your token of surrender. I can give you another chance to surrender."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red color suddenly appeared in front of Shi Qing's eyes.

Pfft!

Chen Qisheng put his left hand's fingers together like a knife and cut off his right hand at the wrist, which was controlled by Bi He.

Zhang Xiji, who was hovering in the air, suddenly let out an angry growl, like a beast whose prey had been snatched away from its mouth.

"Noisy!"

Chen Qisheng's stubbornness made Shi Qing frown, and he couldn't help but get angry. He waved his sleeves, and a large amount of thick and sticky black fanaticism surged out from the void again.

A part of it turned into a long black whip and lashed towards the restless Zhang Xiji.

The rest rushed towards Chen Qisheng, completely submerging his figure, and the sound of flesh and blood corroding could be heard.

Shi Qing said in a cold tone: "No matter how you struggle, it will only make me spend more effort, but it can't change your ending. In the end, you can only join this vertical and horizontal industry that sweeps the entire world. Not only you, but all the Ming people can't escape it either."

"In this rolling tide, those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. Taking the initiative to join is your only choice. Otherwise, when His Majesty completely controls the Huangliang throne, you will be the next Zhang Xiji!"

"You keep talking about the general trend, and every word you say is about your position. You said that the vertical and horizontal order is to break the fate. This fate that binds every Ming person, isn't it written by you in the vertical and horizontal order?"

An extremely tired voice suddenly came from the surging fanaticism.

"But what does this have to do with me? Do you want me to bow my head and accept my fate? Impossible."

Shi Qing snorted coldly and was about to speak, but suddenly he saw a bright blue color jumping out from the dark fanaticism!
click
The sound of cracking came one after another, and the increasingly ferocious true energy dispersed the fanaticism. Chen Qisheng's exposed skin was like cracked porcelain. The flying Taoist foundation pill brought out a shrill scream, bursting out from every crack in his body.

An intense fear instantly enveloped Shi Qing. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly understood what Chen Qisheng was going to do.

He's going to blow himself up!

Although he had anticipated this possibility, when he actually faced him, Shi Qing couldn't help but feel frightened by Chen Qisheng's decisiveness and ruthlessness.

There was also a hint of confusion and anger.

Why are there always people who overestimate their own capabilities and try to stop the trend, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or a moth flying into a flame?

Without any hesitation, Shi Qing pulled himself away and flew back, at the same time untying Zhang Xiji's restraints, and as the flag bearer, drove him to pounce on Chen Qisheng.

The fanaticism stored in Huangliang was also poured out without reservation at this moment.

But the next moment, Shi Qing's expression suddenly changed.

The Daoxu fanaticism that emerged was not as docile and obedient as before in front of Shi Qing. Instead, it gathered around him like a spirit, forming a black quagmire that trapped Shi Qing in it.

"Zhan Shun?!"

Without even thinking, Shi Qing guessed the culprit behind all this.

Shi Qing was not surprised that Zhan Shun turned against him.

Because everyone had ulterior motives and stabbed someone in the back. But he didn't expect that this yellow beam ghost would actually attack them first!
"His Majesty."

Shi Qing cried out in his heart, but suddenly a ferocious and hideous face came into his sight.

boom!
Being in a very powerful position, Zhang Xiji, who should have become a puppet, actually smashed Shi Qing's head with one punch.

The fanatic swallowed the mutilated corpse in one gulp and chewed it into a pile of eerie white bones.

Zhang Xiji slowly turned around and faced Chen Qisheng. His pupils were still filled with darkness, and not a single bit of white could be seen.

But in Chen Qisheng's eyes, he clearly felt that Zhang Xiji at this moment was completely different from before.

"You're not dead?"

Chen Qisheng's whole body was glowing with blue light, and he was roaring fiercely. The golden elixir swirling in his stomach could no longer be stopped.

“My body is dead, my teachings are gone, and my body is gone. Even so, there are still many people who think that my death was too simple.”

Zhang Xiji laughed at himself and said, "Zhu Yiyan, Zhan Shun, and Zhang Fengyue all joined forces to save their lives, but they never thought that they would be given an advantage. In the end, they couldn't even die in peace."

Chen Qisheng remained silent, enduring the severe pain of his soul, and took a step towards Zhang Xiji.

"In your current state, do you still want to fight this Heavenly Master to death?"

Zhang Xiji smiled contemptuously and waved his sleeves. Then a large number of fanatics surged up and drilled into the cracks on Chen Qisheng's body. They ate up all the true energy that Chen Qisheng had exploded with his life and drained the last firepower of the Dao Foundation Pill.

But at the same time, it was like stitching together Chen Qisheng's shattered body.
"What do you mean?"

"Shi Qing did not lie to you. Now Zonghengxu holds the position. If you join them, you can not only survive, but also rebuild Wudang's position and break through to the second level of Taoism."

Zhang Xiji asked, "Why didn't you surrender just now?"

"What is position and karma?" Chen Qisheng asked instead of answering.

"The country, the hearts of the people, the foundation of the ancestors, the imperial power, the divine authority, and the orthodoxy of the sect." Zhang Xiji said without thinking, but under the gaze of the young Taoist, his voice faded and he closed his mouth.

Rumble.
Behind Chen Qisheng, the devastated Wudang Mountain also came to an end. It could no longer stand and collapsed with a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Wudang does not need to be rebuilt, and rank is not something that Daoxu should pursue."

The illusion was crumbling, and biting wind and snow poured in.

"Those who need recognition from outsiders are false gods, not true immortals."

Zhang Xiji was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter.

"This Heavenly Master has worked hard for the order of Dao all his life, and it was difficult for him to be inferior to Zhang Fengyue. But now even a trained Daoist child born in his own sect dares to teach this Heavenly Master a lesson in front of him with such high-handed words. How ridiculous!"

"Chen Qisheng, who do you think you are?!"

The old Taoist's tone suddenly became extremely fierce, his figure flashed, and his sword fingers pierced directly between Chen Qisheng's eyebrows.

"Since you don't want to live in the world, then die in the Yellow Beam and be my companion!"

Boom!
The sword pointed hard at the center of his eyebrows, and a loud sound like a bell suddenly rang out in Chen Qisheng's mind.

The extremely poisonous fanaticism that originally filled his body and occupied his limbs and bones quickly melted away under the sound of the bell, just like snow under the scorching sun.

Also disappearing were Chen Qisheng's serious injuries that could have been fatal.

"Humph!"

A muffled groan of extreme anger was heard from the void, and even more fanatics poured out from the ubiquitous yellow beams.

The tide of black light covered the sky and the sun, and it was faintly condensing into a human face.

"Stop shouting, this Heavenly Master is already dead, who are you still trusting?!"

Zhang Xiji's words seemed to come true, and the moment he finished speaking, countless miserable cries and wails were heard in the black tide, as if in a Huangliang dream, millions of believers of the new Taoist school were kneeling on the ground and crying.

The Taoist spread out his sword fingers, clasped Chen Qisheng's head with his five fingers, and threw him out.

"Zhan Shun, who do you think you are? Do you think you can control me, Zhang Xiji?"

This man who was once the source of the Dao order turned to look at Chen Qisheng. The darkness in his eyes gradually faded away, and his eyes became dim and meaningful.

"Don't harbor any unnecessary illusions. This Heavenly Master believes that I have done nothing wrong, and I will not reconcile with you, the decadent and stubborn old-school people. If you surrender today, I will never let you, the remnant of Wudang, go. Rather than letting the Dao Order become someone else's running dog, it is better for this Heavenly Master to sever this order with his own hands."

The fanaticism that shattered into fireflies was extinguished bit by bit, and Zhang Xiji's figure was also fading rapidly.

"Zhang Fengyue, you are such a cunning bastard. You actually tricked this Heavenly Master into going around in circles. You are really very scheming! If the world you envisioned can really come true, I will fight you in the next life!"

The heroic laughter echoed in the vast land of ice and snow.

Chen Qisheng fell to the ground with his back to the sky, looking at the moon that was quietly emerging from the night sky.

"Whether you kill people without mercy or have a kind heart, there is no way a person who wants to defy the will of heaven will repent."

The young Taoist murmured, "It's just arrogant pride."

"Humph!"

Zhu Yiyan suddenly snorted coldly, his face visibly darkening.

"I didn't expect you to have a backup plan for Zhang Xiji. Did you know that Zhan Shun could replicate him from Huangliang?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Fengyue's calm answer sounded like a naked mockery to Zhu Yiyan's ears.

"Stop pretending here. In order to achieve the checks and balances you want, you can actually put aside your status and collude with a scoundrel like Zhan Shun! Zhang Fengyue, I really underestimated your despicableness."

Zhu Yiyan's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "But do you think that the death of Shi Qing will make me surrender and compromise with you? Wishful thinking! I tell you, in the face of the great power, your mathematics and skills are vulnerable!"

The old man sighed silently and stopped answering. His eyes passed by Emperor Jiaqi, who had a ferocious expression, and looked at the huge figure like a mountain in the distance.

Every time the other party made a move, the whole city of Jinling was trembling.

Even though they were far away, the gusts of wind that swept here were still fierce, shaking the dead tree behind the old man.

"Mathematics and arts have never been my specialty."

"Zhang Fengyue"

In the heavy rain in Chengdu Prefecture, Zhan Shun stood in mid-air with a face full of resentment, looking up to the northwest.

Zhang Xiji was an important chess piece he stole from Zhu Yiyan, and also the most powerful Huangliang Ghost he had ever controlled.

According to his plan, Zhang Xiji should have used the fanatic to capture Chen Qisheng after killing Shi Qing as a trump card to seize power and threaten Li Jun.

But he never expected that Zhang Xiji, who had obviously become a Huang Liang ghost, would suddenly develop self-awareness at the last moment and was willing to destroy his own existence to resist Huang Liang's will.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a trap set by Zhang Fengyue long ago.

It is even possible that he and Zhu Yiyan had teamed up to dig a hole for themselves.

Thinking of this, Zhan Shun felt as if the clouds in his heart had cleared and the sun was shining, and everything became clear.

Zhang Xiji, who was once the "Huangliang of Hedao", left many special believers in the major caves of the new Taoist order for resurrection. These believers live in a dream built based on Zhang Xiji's personal experience.

These believers who also possess the identity of 'Zhang Tianshi' are the same as Zhang Xiji in every way except that they have no rank. They are perfect initiators for possessing other bodies.

So after instigating Zhang Xiji to go and kill Zhang Fengyue, Zhan Shun had been waiting outside these caves for a long time, just waiting for the other party to fall into his trap.

Although in the end Zhang Xiji, contrary to Zhan Shun's expectations, chose to give up the opportunity to possess another body and be resurrected, allowing his original body to disappear into thin air.

But all these 'anchor points' fell into the hands of Zhan Shun.

At this time, Zhu Yiyan just delivered the technical method of the new Taoist order to manipulate fanatics, allowing Zhan Shun to have the ability to create a new "Zhang Xiji".

Now, all the countless Huangliang ghosts that he had carefully cultivated had their faith collapsed because of Zhang Xiji's suicide, and died in various dreams.

The entire Huangliang industry suffered heavy damage as a result.

Thinking back on all these "accidents" and "coincidences", Zhan Shun became more and more certain that he had been fooled.

call.
Suddenly there was a strong wind behind him. Zhan Shun, who was filled with anger, turned around and kicked out with a whip, knocking the attacking figure away.

Boom!
Zou Sijiu's flying figure formed a blurry straight line and crashed heavily into a tall building.

As soon as the smoke and dust began to rise, they were dispersed by the dense raindrops.

Zou Sijiu pushed away the rubble that was pressing on his body, sat up, looked at the figure in the air, and an undisguised sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Zhan, do you feel like you've been cheated and feel wronged?"

(End of this chapter)