Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

The first two lives of the Chaos Taoist Body ended in tragic endings. The third life began in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

He was lucky enough to work as a waiter in a restaurant in the imperial capital, where he spent his days wiping tables, calculating bills, serving food and pouring wine for guests.

As time went by, more than ten years passed, and the dignitaries who came and went became more and more familiar with him, and his qualifications gradually increased. Fortunately, he was promoted by dignitaries several times, and finally, he became the owner of that restaurant and had a considerable status.

In this life, his character is steady, honest, and even a little cowardly. He is the kind of honest man who will not fight back when beaten or retaliate when scolded, and he just works hard.

He gets along well with the guys and chefs he works with.

In this way, many years passed. He witnessed the prosperity of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty in the imperial capital and saw many officials and poets who would leave their names in later generations, and saw them drinking from their glasses in restaurants on festive occasions with a bold and unrestrained attitude.

Days passed by, and before he knew it, more than ten thousand days had passed. Jiang Mo, now middle-aged, had a short beard and looked gentle, like a modest gentleman. He wore a brown gown, always had a faint smile on his face, and greeted everyone he met.

His good character was recognized by the restaurant owner and many nearby residents.

As he got older and older and still hadn't gotten married, matchmakers began to come to him to propose marriages to him. He could choose from all kinds of girls, including virgins, widows, and women who had left brothels.

His conditions were not bad. He owned an ordinary house in Chang'an. His savings over the years also made him much wealthier than ordinary people.

What's more, the restaurant he runs has been doing booming business all year round, and he is almost one of those wealthy people who can break a leg and still not have to worry about anything for the rest of his life.

When he was thirty, his boss found him and said:

"Old Xu, stop struggling and take a rest. From now on, you can just hang your name on the list and enjoy a peaceful life. You will still receive your salary."

The person who treated him well was the nobleman who promoted him in the past and was also the real owner of the restaurant.

In response, the shopkeeper of this world's famous work Xu Ning simply declined: "Thank you for your care, sir, but I am used to it and can't sit idle. Let's watch it for a few more years."

"Okay, okay. When you feel tired someday, remember to tell me."

Seeing that he was unwilling, the boss finally had to give up.

When he was 34 years old, Xu Ning was introduced to many women by matchmakers. Some were beautiful but came from poor families, some were strong but had bad tempers, and some were proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, none of them caught his eye.

For some reason, he couldn't feel any feelings for these women. He seemed to be used to being alone.

In the following six months, Xu Ning got tired of the matchmaker coming to his house again and again, so he declined the offer.

A few years passed in the blink of an eye. At the age of 37, Xu Ning was bedridden, terminally ill. Before he died, the whole house was eerily quiet, and an eerie atmosphere was silently spreading.

Xu Ning was exceptionally peaceful. He lay on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his eyes dim, looking back at the past scenes.

In this life, he seemed to be living a particularly good life. He had enough food and clothing, did not compete with others and bring disasters, and did not suffer from the pain of war. For him, this was already a great fulfillment.

In front of the bed, there were several middle-aged people of similar age, kneeling there for a long time, crying non-stop, with snot and tears falling together.

These were the waiters and chefs who worked with Xu Ning in the restaurant in his early years. They had developed a deep friendship over more than 20 years of getting along with each other. Now that Xu Ning had died young due to illness, these old friends were all in tears.

"Shopkeeper, please don't go, please don't go"

"If you leave, what shall we do? Woo woo woo."

"Boss, please hold on for a while. Zhang Xiaoer has already gone to the clinic. They will be here soon."

Someone held Xu Ning's cold left hand tightly, looking panicked for a moment, and kept begging him to hold on for a while longer.

"call"

Xu Ning was lying on the bed, his consciousness became increasingly blurred, his vision became increasingly dimmer, and he could only vaguely hear the crying of others.

Then, he held on to his last breath, regained consciousness, and left his last words.

"After I leave, just find a random place to bury him."

"Everything in the room is for you."

"Old man."

After saying a few words in a hurry, Xu Ning stopped breathing and died of illness.

"what!!!"

The people in the house cried even harder. On the one hand, they were mourning this deep friendship, and on the other hand, they were crying because they were worried and afraid about their future situation.

Without the care of the old shopkeeper, these waiters and chefs would probably not be liked by the new shopkeeper.

Seven days later, Xu Ning was buried in a deserted area outside the city. Several old friends erected a monument for him. Thus ended his third life.

Time passed quickly. After only two or three years, no one came to worship him anymore. In the fifth year, a strange phenomenon appeared in front of his tomb. Countless thin red lights, like thousands of threads of fairy silk, gathered in the sky, disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds, and were no longer seen.

The fourth generation, early Eastern Han Dynasty, was a butcher who sold meat and died at the age of 63.

The fifth generation, the Three Kingdoms period, was a blacksmith. He lived in poverty and died in war at the age of 29.

The sixth generation, Southern Song Dynasty, was a coastal fisherman who died in a storm at sea at the age of 48.

In the seventh generation, during the Northern Song Dynasty, a county official plundered the people’s wealth and wealth. He broke into the homes of the overly oppressed county residents at night and killed them with his swords.

The eighth generation, early Ming Dynasty, private school teacher, 70 years old.

In the ninth generation, during the Ming Dynasty, farmers worked hard in the fields and died of starvation due to drought.

The tenth life was reincarnated in the late Tang Dynasty. He served as an official but died because of his short-sightedness, wrong team standing, and was implicated in party struggles and beheaded.

The eleventh generation, Western Han Dynasty, was a horse breeder. He had a smooth life and lived to be 68 years old.

In the twelfth generation, during the turbulent times of the late Ming Dynasty, he was a yamen runner and died at the hands of rebels.

The thirteenth generation, Northern Song Dynasty, a boatman, died of natural causes without any illness or disaster.

Throughout the long river of history, the Chaos Tao Body traveled through the mortal world in different identities and postures, and finally condensed thirteen crystal-clear mortal seals. It was also the first one to escape from the sea of ​​suffering of the mortal world and the long river of time and return to its original existence.

Jiang Mo, who was sealed in the film of time, slowly opened his eyes and instantly refined all his memories. His expression was as calm as ever, without even a ripple.

The Chaos Dao Body's thirteen journeys were merely a way to cultivate the Red Dust Seal and accumulate reincarnation bodies. The accompanying memories and emotions had little impact on him.

"Buzz!"

Thirteen Red Dust Seals hanging in the void burst out with dazzling light, gradually overlapping into one place and falling behind Jiang Mo's head.

"This is.?"

Yue Min, who was protecting him, couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart.

An hour later, an inaudible "crack" sound was heard, and more than ten irreparable cracks appeared on the thin film of light covering Jiang Mo's body.

Following closely was the second returning innate body outside of the body - the immortal body.

He also traveled through thirteen lifetimes and returned with a complete set of thirteen Red Dust Seals. In an instant, they merged into one and hung high in the air.

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Seeing this, Yue Min's slightly frowned brows relaxed slightly. Judging from the current situation, it seemed that everything was going well.

Immediately afterwards, in less than a quarter of an hour, the third body outside of its body broke free from the long river of time. It was an ancient Taoist body, and it also had thirteen lives in the mortal world.

A few days later, all of Jiang Mo's external bodies returned to the modern world line, and were once again released by Jiang Mo to various parts of the world to practice.

The thin film of time that was originally sealed on his body was also completely shattered and turned into ashes on the ground.

Thirteen extremely compressed Red Dust Seals were suspended in the void. Jiang Mo chanted a spell, and a wisp of his true soul, carrying the copied memories, instantly flew out from the crack between his eyebrows, and flew high into the sky, resonating with the thirteen ancient Red Dust Seals.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The rolling halos of the mortal world, like revived dragons, continued to spread outwards, almost tearing the sky in two.

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"boom!"

As soon as the strange vision appeared, Jiang Mo activated his magical power and dispersed the red dust light that filled the sky.

His true soul was surrounded by ancient seals of the mortal world, and was gradually absorbed and refined to form a new body. The vast true Qi continued to gather and make it complete.

Three weeks later, the reincarnation body was completed!

He has the same appearance as the original body and shares the same consciousness, but the humanity in his eyes is obviously much greater than that of the original body, and his cultivation is also close to that of the original body.

"Hiss, is this it?"

From a distance, Yuanwang was amazed at the sight and also surprised at the birth of his reincarnation body. The man gave him a friendly feeling.

"if not?"

The Fairy Master was also looking towards the sea over there. Seeing the two figures standing in the void, he commented with a smile:
"It is not difficult to condense the reincarnation body, but it is difficult to collect the red dust seal. It takes lifetime after lifetime to comprehend it."

"If it were cultivators from other schools, they would basically not try to cultivate the Red Dust Seal after reaching a certain realm. After all, the effect is too slow, and a large number of them are required."

"But for people like him and me, we are exceptions. It's easy for us to get what we want."

"According to my estimation, this new Dharmakaya should have 80% of his abilities."

“Eight points?!”

Yao Wang sucked in a breath of cold air. Even with an 80% cultivation level, it was enough to look down on the world.

"Boom!"

While the man and the demon were talking, the stone island in the distance where Jiang Mo was practicing began to sink.

Soon, everyone gathered again, and the magic circle on the altar was almost completed. Nine constellations were suspended, and the entire altar was about to turn into a small abyss, in which one could see the rise and fall of all things and the vicissitudes of life.

"Are you sure?" asked the Fairy Master.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo did not say anything, and the reincarnation body beside him responded for him.

The wind and clouds gradually rose, and as the days counted down, the formation became more and more perfect. After seven days, "Creating the Sky" was completely completed.

The altar burst into countless green lights, like a lotus in full bloom in the vast world. Standing deep in the world, Xianhua's black hair turned gray, and even his handsome young face began to show wrinkles from the weather.

Just setting up the formation consumed a lot of his energy, causing his life span to be drastically reduced by one third.

"Come--!"

The old man called out softly, motioning Jiang Mo and Samsara to come forward.

"go!"

The Feixian Master teleported a hundred miles away and left with the three kings to guard the altar formation together.

Everything is ready, the time, the place and the people are all right, the ceremony is about to begin.

"clatter"

"clatter"

Jiang Mo took a step down in the void and instantly traveled a thousand meters. In less than a few breaths, he arrived at the formation with his reincarnation body.

"Keep your mind."

“Don’t be distracted.”

"If we make a mistake, you and I will both die. Are you ready, my friend?"

Xian Hua made his final inquiry, and Jiang Mo responded with a slight nod.

"Okay!" "Formation!"

Xian Hua waved his whisk, and in an instant, countless lines that were imprinted on the void shone brightly and spun at high speed, sweeping across the "human world" within the altar.

Immediately afterwards, Xianhua chanted a spell quickly, and every time a sound was heard, a terrifying thunder would sound outside the realm, which was a sign of the arrival of God's will.

"Crash!"

The nine constellations all had light falling down, transforming into dark grey chains that gradually disappeared into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

After a few breaths, Jiang Mo's pupils suddenly shrank. Something was coming down!
An invisible and intangible mysterious force was attracted by the green fairy light rising from the altar and was constantly approaching, like a cautious wild beast.

Jiang Mo, Xian Hua and Lunhuishen all closed their eyes and remained silent. As they got closer and closer, the three of them could even feel that mysterious power, clear and agile, it was a real substance that had never been seen in the world.

one second.
Two seconds
three seconds
After hesitating for dozens of seconds, Tianyi let down his guard, stepped into the altar, took a look at the huge imitation of the "human world", and immersed himself in it.

With a "boom", Xian Hua seized this fleeting opportunity and acted decisively. Nine dark grey chains instantly rose into the air and connected to the altar and the nine stars, forming a boundary wall similar to a columnar container, completely locking Tianyi inside.

"coming!"

"Protect my life!!"

Xian Hua gritted his teeth and reminded, then activated the Tianyan technique without any hesitation. His body instantly turned into light, and although he maintained a specific human form, he did not look like a human at all.

"Boom!"

He held a red bead of light in his palm, which suddenly released a terrifying pressure, suppressing the invisible will of heaven to the ground, stealing the secrets of heaven, peeping into the future, and knowing blessings and disasters.

"boom!!"

This stalemate lasted less than half a second before it was completely overturned. Xianhua's body, which was made of light, was covered with dense cracks, like ceramic that could break at any time.

God's will erupted with unimaginable power, and a terrifying impact exploded inside the altar, and all the carved things in the world turned into dust in an instant.

Jiang Mo raised his hand and slapped down, hitting an indescribable huge object, which caused severe pain in his wrist bone and blood gushed out.

That is undoubtedly the power of divine punishment!

It is completely invisible and directly fed back to the opponent.

At the same time, the wind was howling, and a tornado mixed with thunder rose from the ground. It was huge in scale, occupying the entire altar and running wildly.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Mo stood in front, switched to his second real body, and suddenly his body size increased dozens of times, like a giant, grabbing Xian Hua in his palm with bare hands.

"Senior, did you see it?"

Jiang Mo asked as he resisted the strange storm.

"Almost. I saw the time, but not the coordinates!"

"withstand!"

Xianhua was still casting spells, with a gleam of light projected from his eyes, traveling through the future to the scene of the catastrophe.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!!"

The second real body was ravaged by the tornado and its skin was torn and broken. All the scars disappeared instantly and were grafted onto the reincarnation body.

In an instant, he was covered in blood, gasping for breath, and his whole body looked as if he had been tortured to death.

"boom!!"

God's will was getting more and more out of control, and all kinds of invisible divine punishments were crushing down on him like a tidal wave. Jiang Mo frowned slightly, gathered strength in his left hand again, and threw out a palm.

"Boom!!!"

The two terrifying forces collided in the middle, and the aftermath produced annihilated the surrounding matter. The void was like a broken mirror, cracking into dense and creepy black cracks.

"Pfft!!"

A huge amount of damage was all connected to the body of the reincarnation body. He vomited blood, his steps were trembling, his internal organs were severely traumatized, and most of his bones were broken.

Jiang Mo, who had one soul and two bodies, could clearly sense the difference between the two bodies. His reincarnation body was only half a level less tough than his second true body, and was far superior to his original body. Despite this, he was almost destroyed.

Without His sharing of the burden, the second true body would not be in much better condition at this moment, at least it would have suffered some injuries.

"Boom!!!"

The wind and thunder roared, but Jiang Mo stood firm like a statue cast from molten iron. However, his reincarnation body became increasingly dilapidated.

Not only did he have to endure the damage that was destined for him, but he also had to absorb the injuries of his second true body. As a result, he fell from a perfect peak state to a seriously injured and half-disabled state in just a moment.

Suddenly, the twisted and violent tornado exploded violently, and black lightning splashed, penetrating the defenses of the second real body and the reincarnation body, injuring the limbs and bones.

"Pfft!"

Samsara was vomiting blood continuously, and his body was covered with hideous blood holes. He had reached the limit of what he could endure.

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo decisively cut off the supply of energy to his injuries, and retracted his reincarnation body, integrating it into his body.

"Boom!"

Afterwards, he used his second true body to resist the backlash of God's will.

Without reason or warning, some mysterious and ancient force of rules was activated.

"Um?!"

In the blink of an eye, half of the second real body melted suddenly like ice and snow burned by a blazing fire, and black blood kept dripping.

Indescribable pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came over him instantly. The second true body activated his magical powers and constructed many defensive measures, but they were all ineffective. The strange power of rules was still spreading and even suppressed the regeneration of Jiang Mo's body.

"Boom!!"

The demonic pupil between Jiang Mo's eyebrows shot out a blood-red beam of light, which went straight through the colorless monster in front of him. The altar shook even more violently, and Tianyi was also injured, and his momentum was greatly reduced.

“Disperse!”

The next moment, an old voice sounded, and nine dark gray chains broke. Tianyi, who was no longer restrained, instantly rushed up to the sky, disappeared into the world, and disappeared.

"Huhu."

Jiang Mo was breathing heavily, with a lingering fear on his face. The power of this divine punishment was even more terrifying than he had expected. It almost killed his reincarnation body completely.

If the stalemate continues for another half an hour, the second real body will probably be in danger.

"Tick tock. Tick tock"

Jiang Mo had only half of his body left, and dark golden blood was oozing out of his wounds, like magma, easily burning through the surface.

The regeneration speed of limbs has been reduced to the maximum, and it is estimated to take three minutes.

Jiang Mo subconsciously opened his palm, and saw Xian Hua curled up inside. He was also punished by heaven, and his hair turned white, his face became pale, and he was so thin that only skin and bones were left.

However, the old man had a relieved smile on his face, and his weak voice was as small as the flapping of mosquito wings.

"Look"

"Saw it"

"Cough cough."

Jiang Mo was also wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his whole body trembling slightly. If it weren't for the secret realm recovering from this injury and the God of Reincarnation sharing the burden, he would have been crippled if not dead.

"Uncle!"

"Little friend!"

After the altar shattered, the Fairy Lord and the Three Kings in the distance rushed over first, and saw the severely injured second true body and the old man who was in critical condition.

In their attempt to steal the will of heaven, both of them suffered backlash. Although they did not die, their condition was not much better.

"go!"

When the Immortal Master saw rumbling thunder in the surrounding sky, he suspected that a calamity from heaven was about to fall. His scalp suddenly went numb and he could smell a chilling murderous intent.

He directly cast a teleportation array to cover Jiang Mo and Xian Hua's retreat and hide back in the secret realm.

"call out--!"

"Boom!!!"

In a flash, the moment everyone entered the teleportation array, hundreds of huge thunders, like the pillars of the world, fell madly.

The teleportation array was blown to pieces at such a speed that it was terrifying.

"Boom!"

Amid the endless roar, the entire vast ocean was shaking violently, bearing the wrath of heaven. The thunder pierced through billions of ocean waters, blasting open deep pits one after another.

Its power is several times stronger than the heavenly calamity unleashed by the Tianxin Ancient Jade. It is a heavenly punishment that can kill all living beings in the mortal world, and it is also a manifestation of the extreme wrath of heaven.

At the same time, in the Feixian Secret Realm, the Feixian Master had an ugly expression on his face. He stood stiffly in place, and then suddenly half-knelt on the ground, with a bloody and burnt smell coming from his body.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Yaowang asked subconsciously. It turned its head to check the wound and felt shocked.

Feixian Yuzhu's back was completely blown off, even his internal organs were affected, and his tendons were severely broken. Even as strong as he was, he could not withstand the last round of heavenly punishment.

Fortunately, he was the one blocking the door and guarding the rear. If it were the three demon kings, they would have been killed by those thunderbolts, a true death without even a chance to be reborn.

Although they are the masters and can be reborn after death, if they fall into the outside world, they will be reborn somewhere in the outside world. In the situation just now, facing the overwhelming sea of ​​thunder, they had no choice but to die.

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"Huhu. Huh."

The Fairy Lord did not respond to Taotie's words. He just breathed with difficulty. The pain that penetrated deep into his soul made him tremble like a sieve.

Not only was his body injured, but even his soul was damaged by the explosion.

Cold sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping down the cheeks of Feixian Yuzhu.

He took a deep breath to ease the pain. Recalling the previous scene, he was still frightened. At first, he thought his reaction was fast enough. He instantly opened the teleportation array and constructed the Xuanwu magic array.

However, the Xuanwu magic formation still could not withstand the horrific damage and was only weakened by about 60%. If it had hit him intact, the consequences would have been even more serious.

"Cough cough."

The Feixian Lord mobilized the spiritual energy of the secret realm to prolong his life, and his flesh and blood began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His pale face gradually regained its color, but he still maintained a look of shock. With a pair of frightened eyes, he stared at Jiang Mo and Xian Hua, and asked tremblingly:
"What on earth did you do?"

"It actually brought about this level of heavenly calamity."

"The truth. I. Saw. The truth."

Hearing this, Xianhua sighed weakly, with a smile on his lips that showed a bit of helplessness, but also a bit of relief.

He seemed to have shed some invisible shackles, his spirits had not weakened, and he was finally able to have a good rest. (End of this chapter)