The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 274: The Shuzhong Dao Sect Joins the Game
“This sword intent!”

The old Taoist priest Fuyun suddenly opened his squinting eyes. In his eyes, Su Ming was like a divine sword that was unparalleled in the world. The essence of heaven and earth in the space around him was condensed by the sword intent and transformed into sword energy, which repeated itself endlessly.

What a domineering sword energy!

Taoist Fufeng was so shocked that he pulled out several strands of his beard and the wrinkles on his face became deeper. He was nearly seventy years old and his martial arts were only one step away from being a master. He was also considered an expert in the martial arts world, but he found that he could not block the sword energy, not even a trace.

The other three middle-aged Taoists opened their mouths wide in deep shock. How could there be such a powerful person in the world?
After a moment, Taoist Fuyun looked at Su Ming, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Daoyou, are you a grandmaster?"

As soon as these words came out, several people were shocked. Grandmaster? This unbelievably handsome Taoist in front of them was actually a grandmaster. How old was he?
Su Ming's mind moved, and the vitality of the heaven and earth around him calmed down. The sword energy collapsed and turned into vitality and dissipated. The sword intent in his body also quickly restrained, and he turned into the handsome and elegant Taoist priest again.

The tea that was dragged by the sword energy also suddenly scattered and spilled all over the ground.

“How come you see?”

Taoist Fuyun had a complicated expression on his face. "When I was young, I also traveled around the martial arts world with my master. Grandmasters and experts definitely don't have such sword intent. I've also seen the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai, and they can't practice such swordsmanship."

Qingcheng Mountain is not well-known, but the inheritance from generation to generation is profound. Such a sect may have only three or two people in a generation, but they are all masters and can ensure the inheritance of the sect.

Su Ming smiled lightly, "Although I am not a grandmaster, I can fight against grandmasters. The Song clan has me and Song Que. Is this enough?"

Taoist Fuyun and Fufeng looked at each other and took a deep breath. "Daoyou, I, Qingcheng Mountain, am willing to cooperate with the Song clan." "I, Qingyang Temple, am willing to cooperate with the Song clan."

"Okay, with the help of Qingcheng Mountain and Qingyang Temple, Shu will be conquered in no time!" Su Ming smiled even more and saluted them with a fist.

Shu was one of the few places where Buddhism had failed to expand. They did not even have time to occupy the vast territory of Central Plains, let alone Shu. There were many factions within Buddhism, and the Three Treatise School, Zen School, Dharma Characteristics School, etc. were fighting openly and secretly, leaving them with no energy to expand.

This has led to the fact that the most powerful underworld force in Shu now is Duzun Fort, which has even become the leader of the martial arts world in Shu. This is actually the case where there is no tiger in the mountain, so the monkey becomes king. Putting aside other things, which of the sects behind these Taoists standing in front of Su Ming is not stronger than Duzun Fort?

It’s not that they are not powerful, they just can’t stand out.

Taoist Master Fuyun thought of what Su Ming had just said, and said in a deep voice, "Ning Daoqi is a thief of my Taoist sect. If you kill him, I am willing to contact the northern and southern Taoist sects to enshrine you as the Grand Master and fight against the Buddhist sect."

Su Ming's eyes fixed, and he said seriously, "Why not? The Dao Sect has been silent for many years. Now the world is in chaos, and the forces of all parties have been reshuffled. Both the Buddhist sect and the demon sect want to participate in the fight for the dragon. How can the Dao Sect let them have the upper hand?"

He knew that Taoist Fuyun wanted to push him out to compete with Buddhism, but so what? As long as he wanted to support the Song clan, he would inevitably confront Buddhism. There was no doubt about that, so it was not a bad idea to go with the flow and agree to it.

Taoist Fufeng stood up suddenly and looked at him with burning eyes, "Are you serious, Taoist friend?"

Su Ming said calmly, "If I kill Ning Daoqi, will Buddhism give me room for maneuver?"

"Okay, fellow Taoist, you are very courageous. Come, let us use tea instead of wine to toast you!"

"Mingyun, serve the tea!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest at the side responded, ran hurriedly into the cave, came out with a clay pot, put tea leaves in it, and filled the pots for several people.

"Come on, do it!"

The six people present drank the tea in one gulp. Although the tea was bitter, it could not stop the pride in their hearts. After so many years, the shame that Buddhism brought to Taoism finally had a chance to be washed away. They had never forgotten this account.

Seeing this, Su Ming thought to himself, who said that people don’t bear grudges?
Taoist Fufeng pointed at the middle-aged Taoist beside him and said, "These are my disciples Mingyun and Mingyuan. The other one is called Zhiqing, and he is the disciple of Fuyun. Taoist friend, please stay in the mountain for a while. We will sit and discuss Taoism, and by the way, send a message to the disciples in the sect to enter the world."

Su Ming nodded happily, "Alright, that's exactly what I wanted!"

The battle with Song Que allowed her to witness the mysteries of martial arts in this world. Her subsequent encounters with Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling also gave her a glimpse into the mystery of the Changsheng Jue's dual cultivation of yin and yang.

Compared with the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the core of cultivation in the world of the Tang Dynasty is similar, basically the Taoist path of refining essence into qi, but most people in The Legend of the Condor Heroes stop at the stage of refining essence into qi, and only a few people touch the realm of refining qi into spirit.

The Taoist secret of longevity is difficult to practice, but it does not mean that the martial arts inherited by Taoism are worse than the four great books. The origins of the four great books are all the Atlas of the God of War. Even people in Buddhism can create the Cihang Sword Canon through the Heavenly Demon Strategy. He doesn't believe that the secret of longevity has been passed down for thousands of years and no one can find the mystery of refining qi in it.

The vast majority of martial arts in this world are rough and shallow inferior paths. These paths also have many merits, but unfortunately, the innate path blocks 99% of people in the world. This realm is like seeing flowers in the fog or catching the moon in the water, which is out of reach. Aptitude, opportunity, and luck are all indispensable.

The intermediate level of Qi training can lead to the innate state, but it has many disadvantages. There are many dangers in the practice. If you are not careful, you will die and your way forward will be cut off.

The superior level is the broad road that leads directly to the innate realm. Those who have achieved perfection are mostly countless talented people in ancient and modern times who have carried on the tradition. Taoism, Buddhism, magic, and Confucianism belong to this level, and there are very few others.

As for the four supreme books, they lead to the realm of unity between man and nature and breaking through the void.

But even if one practices the most advanced technique from the beginning, 99% of the people in the world still find it difficult to enter the innate realm.

As for the four great books, it is even more difficult to get started. Even after getting started, 99% of people find it difficult to practice to perfection, which is even more terrifying than picking one in a million.

The Yingui Sect and Cihang Jingzhai are the best proof of this, with a new generation of successors every twenty years, but few are able to practice the Heavenly Demon Great Law and Cihang Sword Canon to perfection, and even fewer are able to practice to the seventeenth level of the Heavenly Demon or have telepathic connection with it!

In the next few days, Su Ming sat in the mountains with a few people and discussed Taoism. When he was thirsty, there was mountain spring water, and when he was hungry, there were wild fruits. The sword way, the innate way, the way of refining qi and various methods converged. His spiritual will was also refined at this moment and took a step forward.

When he came out of the mountain, he seemed to have returned to his original nature, free of all worldly desires, no longer dazzling, but just like an ordinary person.

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Su Ming clasped his fists and bowed to Taoist Fuyun and others, "Goodbye, everyone!" Then he laughed loudly, rolled up his sleeves, and disappeared into the mountains.

Looking at the direction he left, Taoist Fuyun couldn't help but sigh, "Such a person is really a blessing for our Taoist sect. Maybe he will be the next Sun En."

Taoist Fufeng stroked his beard and nodded in agreement. "If he really suppresses Buddhism and helps Taoism rise, why can't we call him Heavenly Master? It's time to put an end to it."

……

In the winter of the eleventh year of the Sui Dynasty, the leader of the Song warlords in Lingnan led 10,000 elite troops to raid Shu.

There was no great general to guard Shu, and the local government was losing ground. At this time, the leader of the Shu martial arts world, the owner of Duzun Fort, was entrusted by the Shu martial arts world to meet Song Que on the bank of the Minjiang River.

The river was flowing gently, and the wind and waves were roaring. Two figures, one black and one white, stood by the river, and there was no one for miles around.

Xie Hui was a middle-aged man in the prime of life, with a hooked nose, broad eyebrows and eyes, a strong body, and calloused palms. The two stood by the river in silence for a long time. Finally, he broke the silence first, "Brother Song, I have Shu, and your Song clan occupies Lingnan. Why do you have to fight with me? I don't want to hurt the brotherhood between us."

Song Que's face was calm, "You want to persuade me to leave Shu?"

Xie Hui seemed to notice that Song Que was in a bad mood, and he advised again, "Yes, we are in-laws, brothers, and allies. There is no difference between Shu in my hands and in your Song family's hands."

"Brother Jie, we have known each other for decades. I, Song, have never owed you anything. You know what you have done, so I don't need to explain it to you."

Jie Hui's heart skipped a beat. Did he really find out what I did? No, he was lying to me!
"Brother Song, you are joking. I, Jie, am upright and have nothing to hide!"

Song Que looked at him deeply and sighed softly, "Over the years, you have been colluding with the Buddhist sect behind my back, secretly tipping them off, and leaking countless secrets of my Song family. Have you really never done these things?"

This look made Jie Hui's heart sink. Now that things have come to this, there is no point in hiding it any longer. "You are right, but so what? Buddhism is the pillar of the righteous path. What's wrong with me cooperating with them?"

Then, a hint of jealousy appeared in his eyes, "Didn't you also fall at the feet of Qinghui and travel with her arm in arm in Shu? If you can do it, why can't I do it?"

Song Que was mentally prepared and was surprised to hear this, "So, you are jealous of me."

Jie Hui tore off his disguise and stared at him with gritted teeth, "That's right, Qinghui is a fairy, she should be independent from the world. Why did she choose you and not even look at me? I'm not much worse than you."

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"Well, today I will let you see the difference between you and me!"

"That's exactly what I want. You know, I don't want to be your brother anymore!" Xie Hui stared at Song Que viciously, lifted his robe, and showed his weapon, "Come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Que used his hand as a knife and chopped down lightly. In an instant, Xie Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw an invisible knife light constantly expanding in front of his eyes, occupying the entire world.

After swinging his knife, Song Que walked away without looking back, while the person opposite him just stood there in a daze, not moving at all.

After a moment, a breeze blew Jie Hui's clothes, and a blood line appeared on Jie Hui's neck, gradually expanding, and blood gushed out. "Puff!", a six-yang leader fell to the ground, and his eyes gradually became dim.

Then, someone came here, saw the corpses on the ground, was shocked, and left without looking back. There was only one thought left in his mind: things are going to change in Shu!

Xie Hui was not Song Que's opponent. If he had not considered the overall situation, Song Que would not have left the power next to his bed. Now, without any scruples, Tian Dao came out and took down Du Zun Fort without much effort. Xie Hui's son Xie Wenlong was beheaded on the spot, and his daughter Song Yuhua returned to the Song family.

After the destruction of Duzun Castle, the prestige of the Shu martial arts world declined greatly, and everyone felt insecure.

At this time, a group of people came to the Song family military camp.

Su Ming showed his badge and led the three Taoists through the camp. They passed by a camp where soldiers were resting in groups of three or four. Only two people were practicing martial arts in the camp. Each move they made was fierce and powerful, and full of murderous intent.

He glanced at the two of them and stopped paying attention to them. He took the three Taoists into Song Que's central military camp.

The two fighting soldiers seemed to have sensed something and turned around, but only saw a back.

Kou Zhong was stunned for a moment, then patted Xu Ziling on the shoulder, "Xiaoling, do you think my eyes are blurry? It seemed like Mr. Su just walked by."

Xu Ziling nodded, "You didn't see the flowers, but I saw them too."

……

In the central army camp, Song Que sat at the top, while Su Ming and three Taoists stood in the middle of the tent.

Seeing several people coming in, Song Que stepped forward and performed a standard Han etiquette, "I am Song Que, and I am honored to meet the three Taoist priests."

Mingyun and the other two also returned the greetings to Song Que, "I, Mingyun from Qingcheng Mountain, greet the clan leader."

"I, Mingyuan from Qingcheng Mountain, have met the leader of the clan."

"I, the poor Taoist from Qingyang Temple, have met the clan leader."

At the same time, the three of them were also secretly looking at Song Que. The more they looked, the more surprised they were. They had heard of the name of Song Que Tiandao for a long time, but when they saw this person, they felt as if they had seen a pool of water, so deep that they could not see the bottom.

Qingcheng Mountain, Qingyang Temple!
Knowing where they came from, Song Que was startled and invited them to sit down, "Everyone, please take a seat."

Then, personal soldiers brought tea. Seeing the tea, Taoist Mingyuan and Taoist Zhiqing looked at Mingyun, as if to ask, why are they drinking this tea too?

Song Que turned to Su Ming and said, "Sir, you have been gone for a few days. My Song family has already taken over half of Shu. As long as we take over Chengdu, Shu will be in our Song family's pocket."

Su Ming felt relieved and said with a smile, "The master of the valve is really quick."

Taoist Mingyun and the other two were even more surprised when they heard Song Que's words. It had only been a few days since Taoist Su went up the mountain and then down the mountain, but the Song family had actually taken over half of Shu. This speed was too fast.

They thought of what their master had told them when they came, and said hastily, "If the clan leader wants to capture Chengdu, we brothers may be able to help."

Song Que knew that Su Ming had reached a cooperation agreement with them, and said happily, "I'd like to hear the details!"

Afterwards, they decided on a plan to attack Chengdu after a few words.

……

After settling the three Taoists, Song Que couldn't help but smile when he looked at Su Ming again, "Sir, your contribution is indispensable. With their help, the attack on Chengdu can reduce many casualties. If things go well, we can take this city without losing a single soldier."

"Brother Song, you are too kind. The Taoist sects in the world have suffered from the Buddhist sects for a long time. I just happened to appear. Once the Shu land is in place, the Song clan will confront the Buddhist sects. Clan leader, you must be prepared."

Song Que raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face eased, "Don't worry, sir, I have prepared for this matter, and I will not let you down!"

(End of this chapter)