Tao and Heaven

Chapter 69: Covering the Sky with a Fingertip
Gu Wen was flying over the eaves of the house, fleeing quickly towards the south gate.

A figure was approaching rapidly from behind him. He turned around to see that it was He Huan, but he did not come back to attack.

The other party approached with a complicated look, with many doubts and things to say, but knowing that the situation was urgent, he said: "Brother Hongchen, it is best to take the water route when you leave the city, otherwise if you are chased by the army led by Wen Renwu, you will be dead for sure."

"Why?" Gu Wen asked back, "The army moves slowly, and it is difficult to form a siege. I am afraid if he chases me alone, but can he fly with a group of people?"

"Military power. He is the third-ranked Hunyuan Sect of the military school. This sect combines formations with military methods. His Qianyuan secret method can condense thousands of pseudo-spiritual forms as soldiers, with the Dharma form as the general. One person can form an army."

He Huan never beats around the bush, and he also knows that there is no extra time. The Bingjia Zhenjun who just entered the city has already noticed them and is rushing towards them at a rapid speed.

"Did you see that huge Dharma image? That's not actually the size of the Dharma image. The pseudo-spiritual image is combined with the Dharma image to form a military force. The disadvantage is that it cannot be hidden and the feet have to touch the ground. This is a flaw, similar to the formation of a prison and a life gate."

Military momentum is an extremely amazing skill, it is simply a mobile formation, it has the power of a formation and can be moved.

But there is no perfect law in the world. When something is particularly strong in one aspect, there will inevitably be defects.

"Take care of yourself. I can't help you."

After saying that, He Huan immediately turned around and ran away.

Although he had always wanted to do Gu Wen a favor, he couldn't stand the current situation!
Coming here to reveal some information has already been his best effort, and He Huan deserves to be called a friend.

"Thank you."

Gu Wen changed direction. There was a water gate at the south gate for ships to transport goods into Bian Jing.

Although the boat he had arranged had already left at this point, it should not have gone far, and he could easily catch up with it in a small boat.

He lowered his head to glance at the emerald green beads hanging around his neck. The emerald green beads had the ability to avoid water, so as long as he had enough magic power, he could stay underwater for a whole day.

call out!
Feeling a slight chill behind him, Gu Wen suddenly turned over and stabbed out with his spear. The tip of the spear collided with another golden spear shot at him by magic power. The golden spear was no match for the hardness of the Xuanzhong spear and shattered immediately.

A giant in the distance pulled the bowstring and shot another arrow.

Bang!
Gu Wen shot it and shattered it into gold powder, but the golden arrows kept coming one after another, so that he ran slower and slower.

There were still five miles to the South Water Gate, and ships could be seen in the distance, but the Dharma soldiers had already blocked Gu Wen's way. Below them was a three-foot-tall general wearing tiger-faced armor and holding a halberd, standing on his horse with his sword drawn.

"The Holy Lord has ordered that you can save your life by surrendering."

"It's no use talking more."

Gu Wen's body was like an arrow, he stabbed out with all his strength, and the red dragon was filled with murderous aura.

Wen Renwu rushed forward, not afraid of Zhaolie Fashang's murderous aura, nor the strength of Gu Wen Qianjun.

The two collided, and a gust of wind swept through, causing the surrounding tiles to creak, and the people in the houses were all trembling.

The city of Bianjing was not completely deserted. The reason why there were no people on the streets was because they knew something big was going to happen and they were hiding. Whether it was a fight between gods, civil unrest, or even a coup, most people would hide.

Bang!
Suddenly, a deafening sound of metal collision sounded like firecrackers, spreading throughout Nanshuimen.

Gu Wen and Wen Renwu fought dozens of times in a flash, their arms and weapons almost becoming an impenetrable afterimage. This time it was Gu Wen's turn to be at a disadvantage, with each collision causing cracks in his palms, and drops of blood oozing out.

This was even though the other party was holding back, and it was obvious that he still wanted to capture him alive.

The three levels of Taoism and the martial arts are not enough to contend with a True Lord.

When he realized that the other party wanted to capture him alive, the strength in Gu Wen's hands became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to run out of energy.

If you want to defeat the strong with the weak, the strong must reveal their weaknesses and then go all out to kill with one strike.

If it doesn't work, he can only ask for help. In his plan, no True Lord was killed, and he didn't expect Wen Renwu to come back in just a few days after traveling thousands of miles from here.

Wen Renwu also slowed down his attack, but in that instant, Gu Wen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he exhausted all his magic power. The red dragon form coiled around him, and the five spirit forms appeared.

As the spear was fired, a condensed red light appeared. The Zhaolie Spear had a hint of magical power and was the only move that could kill.

The soldier's magic image was unstoppable, the halberd that looked like a magical treasure was bounced away, the red light attached to the tip of the spear was about to touch the neck, and the hair was turned gray by the wind.

One foot, one inch, one millimeter.
In an instant, a hundred-foot-long golden light rose, boundless military force approached, and Gu Wen was pulled into the Dharma Realm.

A towering god stood on the battlefield, with thousands of spiritual warriors arranged in military formations.

There are eight levels of Tao foundation, and three of them are perfected.

The Xuanzhong Spear no longer has the possibility of moving forward. The military momentum is the formation. With the soldiers as the foundation and the generals as the formation, the formation can be formed in an instant.

The place where Wen Renwu stood was always the core of the formation. He had both tremendous strength and the skill to move a large object with just a little force. Between the tip of his spear and his throat, his military power turned into thousands of swords and shields.

A foot long tip of the Xuanzhong Spear broke off, and Gu Wen flew backwards. He landed on the river bank as he expected, and broke the keel of an official ship, but he seemed to have no strength to escape.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the collision with his brain and the impact on his soul almost made Gu Wen faint.

"He is dozens of times stronger than that old eunuch."

He finally sensed the other party's specific cultivation level. Three of the eight levels of Taoism were perfect. As such, it was impossible for him to defeat the other party at this stage.

In the distance, a drop of blood flowed from Wen Renwen's throat. He reached out to wipe it away, then looked at the blood on his fingertips in a daze.

How could he exchange injuries with me?
Gu Wen was only at the third level of Dao Cultivation, while he was at the eighth level, and he also had the background of a True Lord. With such a gap, he should not be his opponent, even if there was only room for resistance.

The gap and the amount of time it takes to make up for the gap are the best criteria for measuring a person's talent.

If I had returned to Bian Jing a little later, no one would have been able to stop him.

"Gu Wen, your talent is enough for me to give my all. This is your last chance. Become the crown prince of Daqian, or die here."

Wen Renwu walked step by step towards Gu Wen who was lying in the cabin. He vaguely understood why the Holy Lord attached so much importance to Gu Wen. The other party's talent would surely surpass his in time.

After five years of lying dormant as a slave, one can still cultivate the third level of the Dao, and the third level of the Dao can injure one's own flesh and blood.

If you don't accept it as your dog now, you will be the one to die in the future.

Gu Wen struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "But I haven't used my full strength yet."

"Oh?" Wen Renwu became interested. He stopped and said in a dignified manner, "It is not honorable for me to bully the weak. You can use whatever means you want. I will not stop you."

Gu Wen swallowed the pill given by Yu Hua, and a warm current soothed his pain. Then he stood up and walked through the crack in the cabin that he had knocked out. A faint light flashed on his palm, and two words could be vaguely seen emerging.

【Qingcang】

This word had already reacted when he faced Wen Renwu.

If it weren't for the incident with Wen Renwu, he could have run away, but now the other party, in his true form, is chasing him, and if he doesn't stop, it will be his own problem.

Gu Wen said softly: "Please help me, fairy."

Background is also a kind of power. You have used your background to suppress Daoye for so long, can't Daoye suppress you a little?
Wen Renwu felt a chill running straight to his forehead, and he rushed towards Gu Wen with all his strength without hesitation.

Rumble!
The sudden change caused a huge uproar.

Above the nine heavens, thousands of miles away, the sky can be covered with a snap of a finger.

Mysterious sounds descended from the sky.

"I will certainly help you."

(End of this chapter)