I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 593: Harvest by All Parties
Under the cover of the mirage, lotus flowers blossomed, and the moon rose one after another, performing the eight phases of waxing and waning. The essence of these eight phases of the moon are the refraction of the light of the sun, representing the imperfect brilliance of the sun. When the eight phases of the moon gathered at the fingertips of the Moonlight Buddha, who was the incarnation of Zhou Tieyi, the originally milky white moonlight overlapped, becoming more and more dazzling and hot, until it became as dazzling as the real brilliance of the sun.

This time, there was no need for the Phantom Priest to penetrate the Taizang Realm divided by the Precious Lotus Flag. The dazzling light of the sun shone from the black flag, first piercing the surrounding mirage, allowing the great figures of the various schools of thought around them to react.

"How brave!"

"The evil gods are rampant!"

As soon as these various schools of thought reacted, they all attacked the Phantom Priest directly. Brilliant rays of light carried the power of their different sects. Although their current strength was temporarily suppressed to the second rank, the nine second rank masters attacked together, and also cooperated with Zhou Tieyi's [Taiyin Eight Phases Evolving Great Sun] which had been accumulating strength for a long time and was launched later but arrived first. The illusion that the Phantom Priest was proud of was completely broken by the light of the Holy Way, forcing his body to withstand the full nine rounds of second rank attacks.

When the Nine-Wheeled Second-Rank attacked in anger, all that remained at the location of the Phantom Priest was a cloud made purely of mirage gas. The cloud contained nine colors of light, but it was not the soft light that shone with auspicious clouds. Instead, it was like a thundercloud that was expanding and was about to explode in the next moment. There were streaks of light that were either indigo or purple. Different sects were in conflict with each other and were about to explode from the inside.

This is the response method chosen by the Phantom Priest. If he uses any other method, he will be seriously injured if he does not die. Only this method will give him a chance to escape.

When the various philosophers saw this scene, they stretched out their hands and wanted to launch a second round of attack.

But the battle between Jiang Taiyi and Zhuge Dan also decided the outcome. In Jiang Taiyi's pure white mental space, Gao Wencan stared at the rapidly changing battlefield outside. When Jiang Taiyi's head was shot through by the Red Emperor's arrow, a beating red heart appeared in this mental space. Gao Wencan had no more time to think about the changes. He stretched out his palm and pressed it to the heart with the method of the master, "Jiang Taiyi, die."

Originally, even if a fourth-rank master pressed on Jiang Taiyi's heart, it would not be enough to kill a sub-sage of military strategists. However, Gao Wencan pressed his palm on the heart, and when he said the word "death", the heart actually took the initiative to wrap the death rule from the master.

The bright red beating heart turned gray in an instant, turned into stone, and then shattered to the ground.

"Did I really kill Jiang Taiyi?!"

The scene before him was like a dream. Even though Gao Wencan had imagined it repeatedly in the more than a thousand days since he entered, he still couldn't believe it when it actually appeared.

But the oath he swore, which came from the combined efforts of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, clearly reminded him of the truth and falsehood, and he did kill Jiang Taiyi.

In this cycle of history, he confirmed Jiang Taiyi's death, so this period of history does not need to include the two completely different facts of Jiang Taiyi's life and death.

History has been set right!

Three rays of light burst out from Gao Wencan's body.

The jade mirror symbolizing Confucianism bursts out with a blazing white righteous energy; the jade chime symbolizing Taoism strikes the green Taoist ancestral qi; and the jade bottle symbolizing Buddhism pours out the golden Buddha light that saves the world.

The three different colors of light represent the shape, sound, and quality of matter, running through this illusory and reciprocating historical tributary and connecting to the mainstream history of the real world.

Thus, a strange scene appeared above the Wanli Heluo River. A brilliant three-color light burst out from the Wenhe Ferry. The three-color light connected the sky and turned the entire night into a huge screen. On the screen was reflected another Luo River. This Luo River flowed more than three hundred years ago. The 300,000 troops of Wei State and the 2 million coalition forces of various schools of thought fought each other. Countless top three-rank masters gathered like stars, allowing nearly half of the people in Daxia to see this magnificent battlefield more than three hundred years ago.

The most eye-catching scene on this battlefield was the last battle between Zhuge Dan and Jiang Taiyi. The black wheel of destruction kept spinning, absorbing Zhuge Dan's Yin body, while Zhuge Dan's Yang body shot the last arrow, and the Red Emperor's arrow pierced Jiang Taiyi's head, but this was still not the last means to kill Jiang Taiyi.

A young man in Daxia clothing suddenly emerged from Jiang Taiyi's heart. Holding the tokens of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, he smiled at Zhuge Dan and said, "Thank you, Prime Minister Zhuge, for your help."

He stretched out his hand, and the Heluo military flag that was close at hand fell into his palm. With Gao Wencan's strength, he was certainly unable to continue to deduce the terrifying wheel of destruction, so the entire Heluo formation began to slowly collapse.

However, Zhuge Dan did not suffer no losses. In order to shoot that fatal arrow, his Yin body was completely swallowed up by the Wheel of Destruction and disappeared. In addition, the collapse of the entire historical cycle made it impossible for him to borrow power from the past, causing Zhuge Dan's strength to decline rapidly, just like the Great Xia Emperor who fell from the sainthood.

He glanced at Gao Wencan who was nearby, turned around and grabbed the Mirozaotian umbrella, and disappeared into a black stream of light.

Gao Wencan did not pursue him. He stretched out his hand, and the Heluo Army Flag, a peerless divine weapon, fell into his palm.

At the same time, this historical tributary began to return to the mainstream, so the figures of the hundreds of cultivators on the battlefield were as illusory as mirage bubbles, and the power they exerted that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth was as weak as mirage bubbles.

The various schools of thought had no time to launch a second attack on the Phantom Priest. They disappeared like reflections on water waves, and the fatal blow of nine second-grade items that the Phantom Priest had swallowed in the first round also dissipated like rootless water.

Although the reflections of the Hundred Schools disappeared, this period of history began to be grafted. As a result, the old guys in Nanda Temple, Xuandu Mountain, and all over the world who had lived through the war to the present had an additional part in their memories. It was what happened in this Heluo War, which was completely different from what they experienced three hundred years ago.

The two different historical experiences confused the second-rank and first-rank bigwigs for a few moments before they were able to sort out the sequence of events, allowing them to once again feel the illusory power of the holy way.

For a saint, two things, right and wrong, can happen at the same time, but the world can only record one.

And when the great figures of the various schools of thought confirmed this matter, when half of the world observed the final scene of the Heluo War more than 300 years ago, some facts were also grafted onto the present.

For example, the golden body of the Heavenly King promised to Sun Chenglong by the various schools of thought was a joint promise made by the hundreds of schools of thought more than three hundred years ago. It would be realized as long as Sun Chenglong completed the great task of quelling the massacre three hundred years ago.

Thus, under the illumination of the Confucian righteousness, the Taoist ancestral qi of heaven and earth, and the Buddhist emptiness and light of Buddha, the illusory mirage-like scene in the sky overlaps with the earth.

At the front doors of Buddhist temples, Taoist temples and academies, statues of heavenly kings suddenly appeared. These kings had four heads and eight arms, a red face, and were surrounded by nine thunder drums, guarding the main entrance to the temple.

As for the common people, under the dual influence of the traditions of various schools of thought and the grafting of history, they seemed to feel that the statue of the Heavenly King had always existed. After all, for them, it was just burning one more stick of incense. The big figures of various schools of thought did not object, so why should they object? History began to connect. In Taiyi Temple, Zhou Tieyi's original body was also connected with the Buddha's body in the Precious Lotus Banner. Therefore, although the reflections of various schools of thought gradually disappeared, the Buddha in the Precious Lotus Banner became more and more solid.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand again, and an even hotter sun light burst out from between his fingers, pointing towards the mirage cloud that the phantom priest had transformed into.

At this time, Zhou Tieyi had established many heavens, held many peerless divine weapons, and had an entire increasingly powerful divine court as his foundation. It was simply not something that the Phantom Priest could fight against alone. He had no intention of continuing to fight against Zhou Tieyi, and directly used the method of death-substitution. After the light of the sun cut off a section of mirage, the Phantom Priest's original body had already escaped through the Taixu Illusion.

Zhou Tieyi, who transformed into a Buddha, stretched out his hand, but did not continue to chase. Instead, he grabbed the mirage left by the phantom priest when he escaped, and sneered.

Even if a first-grade opponent of the same level is stronger than the other party, it is basically difficult to kill him unless there is a fight to the death, because there is no means to trap the opponent.

But if he wants to run away, he must pay a heavy price. For example, the Phantom Priest's mirage body is in Zhou Tieyi's hands, and the Phantom Priest will definitely remember it in his heart in the future.

Zhou Tieyi did not chase the phantom priest. At this time, Mei Juncang and his three disciples also reacted and realized that their teacher's true will had come.

"teacher."

"teacher."

Mei Juncang and Deng Xuehu came forward to say hello.

Zhou Tieyi nodded slightly and turned to look at Sun Chenglong, whose expression kept changing between pain and calm.

At this time, Sun Chenglong's Golden Body of the Heavenly King showed two completely different states. Because of the disappearance of the historical loop, the Golden Body of the Heavenly King became illusory due to the power of hundreds of schools in this loop, and even Sun Chenglong himself began to glow like those historical figures.

But on the other hand, because of this cycle of history and the integration of reality, Sun Chenglong achieved his "future wish". With the recognition of various schools of thought and the people of the world, he did become a key link in dealing with the crisis of human slaughter. Therefore, the Taoist traditions and willpower of the world continued to gather towards the golden body of the Heavenly King from then on, allowing the Heavenly King's originally broken arms to grow back one by one.

Under such changes, Sun Chenglong, a seventh-rank military practitioner, was simply not capable of completing the transformation. He was only barely able to hold on thanks to Zhou Tieyi's Taoist tradition. If he were to force the transformation, even if the Heavenly King's Golden Body could survive in the world as a first-rank practitioner, Sun Chenglong's mind would inevitably collapse in such constant conflict.

Fortunately, Zhou Tieyi had encountered this problem once before and had a similar solution, which was the [Dream World] method that Hu Wenlang derived from the Taoist tradition of Monk Zhi.

Rays of moonlight rose from Zhou Tieyi's Buddha body, more dazzling than before. Eight illusory moon phases stretched from Shantong Palace to Daxia, together forming a huge dream world that was no less than the Taixu Illusionary Realm.

This world is based on the Daxia Exchange and affects the emotional changes of hundreds of millions of people. The clear and transparent moonlight embraces the huge golden body of the King of Heaven, allowing it to be integrated into the Daxia Exchange as Sun Chenglong's dream.

The cold moonlight falling on his body temporarily woke Sun Chenglong up from the pain of the huge change. He opened his eyes and first saw Zhou Tieyi's Buddha body.

"teacher?"

Zhou Tieyi nodded slightly, pointed his palm at the center of Sun Chenglong's eyebrows, and taught Sun Chenglong the method of [Dream World].

At this time, Sun Chenglong was still in the state of merging with the golden body of the Heavenly King, so he still had many aspirations and was able to quickly understand and digest the method of the [Dream World].

With this method as a foundation, and with Zhou Tieyi's Taoist guidance, gradually, the golden body of the Heavenly King, which was in the process of great changes, entered the dream world from the real world.

The rules here are even weaker and more illusory, so the huge changes in the Heavenly King's Golden Body will not harm itself. But by the same token, the power transmitted from the Heavenly King's Golden Body to Sun Chenglong will be reduced by a hundred times.

But even if the power is reduced by a hundred times, it is still the power of the first rank, enough to crush a third rank practitioner.

As time passed, Sun Chenglong felt relaxed all over. When the huge golden body of the Heavenly King was completely integrated into the dream of the Daxia Exchange, a golden body of the Heavenly King also stood at the entrance of the huge exchange that looked like a bird's nest, with its eight arms lifting it upwards.

Zhou Tieyi was slightly stunned when he saw this scene. He turned to look at Sun Chenglong and said, "I don't know how much scolding this golden statue will receive in the future. You have to be mentally prepared."

Sun Chenglong didn't understand, but since his own saintly teacher had said so, he naturally had to ask carefully, "Will this affect me?"

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "This won't have a big impact, but maybe in the future your golden statue will have to share some of the profits from the thrones of the God of Wealth and the God of Poverty."

Only after helping Sun Chenglong stabilize himself did Zhou Tieyi have time to look at other things. During this period of historical fusion, he helped his disciples reap the greatest benefits, and others also collected their own benefits.

Zhuge Dan did not get entangled with Gao Wencan. After Gao Wencan obtained the Heluo Army flag, he had no idea of ​​gathering the Wei soldiers below. Firstly, he himself was not capable enough, and secondly, if he did not leave quickly, once this period of history was fully connected with the outside world, those first-class bigwigs would definitely not let go of the peerless magic weapon in his hands.

So with the help of the peerless magic weapon and the treasures of the three religions, Gao Wencan also turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Without these two people, Zhou Tieyi was helping Sun Chenglong stabilize the Golden Body of the Heavenly King. Hu Wenlang and Zhao Fuer took action together. The Lord of the Prison Gate, Xu Chi, reorganized the remaining living Wei army. Hu Wenlang also evolved a huge dream world. In this dream world, the Wei Kingdom was majestic. Under the command of the Lord of the Prison Gate, the Wei army entered the dream world together and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)