On the Avenue.

Chapter 262: Three Shocks of Ghosts and Gods (asking for monthly tickets)

"Among the thirteen aristocratic families, the Li family is not the strongest one, but when the Li family opened up the Xiniu New Continent, two extremely powerful people were born, and they possessed two great treasures, which gathered all the Taoist methods in the world."

Outside the city of Xijing, in front of a tea shop, two old men with completely white hair were drinking tea and playing chess.

Next to their chessboard, each of them had a tea mug. Most of the tea shops outside the city were for the porters who carried sedan chairs, the woodcutters who cut and delivered wood, and other hard laborers. The tea was not expensive, only a few copper coins, and the tea leaves were not good either, all of which were large leaves with thick stems and mottled marks left by insects.

The teacup wasn't very clean either. It was covered with thick tea stains and there were scratches from fingernails when scrubbing the cup.

The two white-haired old men were elegantly dressed and obviously from wealthy families, yet they were sitting in front of the tea shop drinking tea with those poor people.

The tea in the teacup in front of the two people was motionless, like a mirror, but what it reflected was not the sky, but the scene of Wenchang Lane.

Behind them were many powerful men from the Ma family, who stood there motionless, watching with their eyes and their noses, but their aura was so strong that there was no one else in the tea shop except them.

These two white-haired old men are the two ancestors of the Ma family. They seem to be of similar age and very old, but they are actually grandfather and grandson.

The one on the left is Ma Jun, the great-grandfather of the Ma family, and the one on the right is Ma Yu, the ancestor of the Ma family.

Ma Jun made a move and said slowly, "Li Chunfang left behind the Yi'antang Collection, which records the most advanced skills and immortal skills obtained by the Li family, and has been practiced by the royal family since ancient times; Li Zongyi left behind the Nancheng Zongyi Collection, which records the Taoism that is only half as good as the Yi'antang Collection, and is studied by the children of the concubines. The Li family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the torch has been passed down from generation to generation. These two Taoist manuals have made great contributions. Who would have thought that the fourth ancestor of the Li family has been in seclusion for a long time, and this time he came out of seclusion to Xijing, he would lose two of them."

Ma Yu hesitated to make a move, his eyes fixed on the tea in the teacup.

The tea is like a mirror, reflecting Wenchang Lane.

In Wenchang Alley, it seemed like just an insignificant fight between a young man and an octogenarian.

However, the two old men in the alley were in good health and extremely agile, moving like ghosts, and did not look like old people at all.

However, as soon as their all-powerful magical powers and spells were unleashed, they seemed to be devoured by something. Only a faint flash of light could be seen. There was no outward manifestation of their magical powers or spells, only the hidden power in their bodies remained.

But the moment this force touched the young man, it was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

For people passing by the alley, this was just an ordinary fight, no big deal, but for Grandfather Li Yiran and Grandmaster Li Qianfeng, this was a life-and-death duel!
They were already covered in wounds, having been hit repeatedly by Creator Xiaowu.

The deaths of Li Xinshu and Li Kunyu one after another made the two elders nervous and started to fight for their lives.

But it's too frustrating.

The top-level Taoist methods in "Yian Tang Collection" seemed to suddenly lose all their gorgeous appearance in front of the Creator Xiao Wu, leaving the true and the false, leaving only simple moves and a fight for life.

They were just like old men who usually fight on the street. They had learned some martial arts at most and were very crude. They fought with the equally crude Creator Xiaowu, who used even cruder moves and beat them till their heads were bleeding.

"What Creator Xiaowu is performing should be the realm of ghosts and gods."

Ma Yu carefully observed the fight in the teacup and thought, "These three realms of ghosts and gods are subtle and silent, and there are three kinds of changes. Qiankun changes, and the heaven and earth are upside down. Yin and Yang change, and Yin and Yang are reversed. Zhou Tian changes, and Zhou Tian is misplaced."

Ma Jun didn't urge him to make a move, and said with a smile: "Can you tell where his three ghost and god realms come from?"

Although Ma Yu could tell there were two kinds, he had always been well-educated and could not bear to show off. He shook his head and said, "Grandson, I don't know. Please teach me, Grandpa."

Ma Jun stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile: "The first kind of Qiankun Change comes from the Supreme Eight Trigrams Body Protection Talisman. This talisman can be a talisman, or a cultivation method, or it can be transformed into a Taoist temple or the realm of ghosts and gods. Since ancient times, talismans and methods have been inseparable. It is possible to comprehend the Taoist method, the Taoist temple and the realm of ghosts and gods from talismans, but it requires extraordinary talent."

Ma Yu said: "All talisman masters can draw the talisman of the Eight Trigrams Body Protection Talisman, but how many can comprehend the peerless method from it? What about the second type?"

Ma Jun said: "The second kind of Yin-Yang transformation comes from the Yin-Yang Two Scenes Diagram. It is also a peerless method derived from the talisman, almost like a magic. There is also the third kind of Zhoutian transformation, which comes from the Zhoutian Grand Ceremony. It divides this ghost and god realm into 365 scales, covering Xijing and dividing Xijing into 365 parts. As the scales change, the geography of Xijing also changes. Palaces are interspersed, streets are crisscrossed, upside down, and the geography is indistinguishable. It is the most powerful of the three transformations."

Ma Yu sincerely admired him and praised him: "Grandpa knows a lot."

Ma Jun stroked his beard and laughed, "You little rascal, you actually understand it, but you just don't say it."

Ma Yu said sincerely: "My grandson understands Yin Yang Transformation and Qian Kun Transformation, but I don't understand Zhou Tian Transformation. Without Grandpa's guidance, I would be completely in the dark. The fourth ancestor of the Li family also couldn't understand it, which shows that he is not as knowledgeable as Grandpa."

Ma Jun shook his head and said, "It's not that they don't understand, but they are in it and can't do anything about it. In fact, the three transformations of Xiao Wu can be traced back to their origins. They come from the talisman method of Chen Yindu, the Minister of Chen. But he went further and understood the profound principles of talisman seals."

He also knew Chen Yindu quite well.

At that time, Chen Yindu was the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites. He compiled the "Tianxin Zhengqi Jue" and passed it on to people all over the world who were determined to practice cultivation. When the number of scholars increased by a hundred times, it shocked the court and the public, and also alarmed him.

At this time, the court was in an uproar, believing that this move allowed ordinary people to learn magic and practice, which would shake the foundation of the court and should be banned. Later, a compromise was made, and Minister Chen was not allowed to compile the subsequent exercises of the Jindan Realm, Yuanying Realm, and Huashen Realm of the "Heavenly Heart Righteous Qi Jue", and this was stopped.

Chen Yindu became disheartened and resigned from his post, left Xijing and became a wanderer.

The second time I met Chen Yindu was when he massacred Xijing.

He was also alarmed, and came out of seclusion to Xijing, where he fought Chen Yindu with the four ancestors of the Li family and others, forcing Chen Yindu to stop killing. Since then, Chen Yindu has retired and devoted himself to finding a way to revive Chen Shi.

Ma Yu asked for advice: "May I ask, Grandpa, how can I break the three transformations of the ghost of Creator Xiaowu?"

Ma Jun's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "The name 'Three Transformations of Ghosts and Gods' is good, but I think it should be called 'Three Shocking Transformations of Ghosts and Gods', which is more appropriate. When these three transformations are performed, ghosts and gods will also be shocked."

He pondered for a moment and said, "Creator Xiaowu used Xijing as his ghost and god domain and used the Three Shocking Changes. If we want to break it, we must suppress his ghost and god domain. I think that the Great Void Realm is the dojo of my cultivators. It evolved the heaven and earth and has the same origin as the ghost and god domain. We can use the Great Void Realm to suppress the ghost and god domain. If his ghost and god domain cannot function, we can break it."

Ma Yu was sincerely impressed and praised: "Grandpa has sharp eyes and saw the essence at a glance. I admire you. It's a pity that the fourth ancestor of the Li family failed to see this point, resulting in the loss of two people. I'm afraid that the Li family will suffer a great loss of vitality because of this."

Ma Jun smiled and said, "The Li family will suffer a great loss of vitality, but the heroic spirits of their ancestors are still alive, so their foundation will not be damaged, only their muscles and bones will be injured."

He looked at the surface of the teacup, and the scene that looked like a fight in Wenchang Lane came into his sight. The second ancestor of the Li family was getting more and more seriously injured, and his life was in danger.

He stood up and said with a smile: "My thirteen families are of the same blood. Although we are happy to see the Li family suffer, we cannot let the Li family fall. Back then, all of us old bones gathered in Xijing to fight against the Xijing Butcher. Today, we gather in Xijing again to fight against the Creator Xiaowu. It is also a good story!"

Ma Yu paid the silver note casually and said with a smile: "Now my grandson finally understands what it means to carry the Ming Dynasty on your shoulders. Although we have retired, when the Ming Dynasty is shaken, we still have to be brave enough to come out and deal with the changes to prolong the life of the Ming Dynasty!"

Ma Jun laughed loudly: "Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country. Besides, we are not ordinary men!"

The grandfather and grandson, both in their eighties, came to Wenchang Lane together.

At this time, three old men came from outside Wenchang Lane, two men and one woman, all of them had white hair and looked extremely old. They were the third ancestors of the Xia family.

When everyone met, they nodded to each other without exchanging pleasantries.

At this time, the second ancestor of the Li family was in critical condition and had no time for greetings.

They came at the right time so that they could rescue the second ancestor of the Li family when he was seriously injured but not dead, thus providing timely assistance.

"Kid, stay away!" Ma Yu came up and pushed the child holding the umbrella aside, and ordered the Ma family master who came over, "Seal off Wenchang Lane, no one is allowed to come in!"

At the same time, at the other three alley entrances, the ancestors of the Yan family, Zhang family, Gao family, Xu family and other aristocratic families also arrived and ordered their clansmen to guard the alley entrances and enter Wenchang Lane.

The case of the Red Horse Bandits in Qingzhou shocked the thirteen aristocratic families and forced the ancestors of each major family to come out, intervene in worldly affairs and restore order.

The fourth ancestor of the Li family fought against the Creator Xiaowu, and the second ancestor died. He was hung in the sky by Xiaowu and became part of the corpse cloud. Naturally, they could not hide it from their eyes. They could watch Li Xinshu and Li Kunyu die, but if the four ancestors were all destroyed, it would not be in their interests.

The thirteen families are of the same blood and prosper together.

You can lose a little, but not all.

Now that Li Qianfeng and Li Yiran are in danger, they naturally have to rescue them.

Now, the ancestors have seen through the Creator Xiaowu's intentions, and stepped into Wenchang Lane with full confidence. They each sacrificed their own void realm, and were about to break Xiaowu's three shocking changes of ghosts and gods.

Ma Jun and Ma Yu, the two ancestors of the Ma family, each used the Great Realm of Void to suppress it. However, after entering the alley, the Great Realm of Void could not suppress anything. It was not as they expected. As soon as the Great Realm of Void appeared, it suppressed the three shocking changes of ghosts and gods!
"Something went wrong." Ma Jun's old face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, the faces of the other people also turned slightly red, and everyone seemed to have drunk fake wine, so no one could say anything to anyone else.

They used their magical powers and spells to attack the Creator Xiaowu. Their magical powers and spells were like those of the Second Ancestor of the Li Family. There was no outward display of any kind. There was no earth-shaking movement, no gorgeous and dazzling light, no thousands of spinning flying swords, and no earth-shaking scene.

There were just a few dozen old men and women, walking with staggering steps, rushing towards Creator Xiaowu.

Their steps were still extremely fast, and the power hidden in their bodies was still earth-shaking, but when stripped of the gorgeous external performance of their magical powers, they seemed a bit ridiculous and even a little clumsy.

At the entrance of Wenchang Alley, the child with the umbrella still did not leave, and kept looking around.

"Go away, kid!" An official from the Ma family said with a gloomy expression, pointing at the child holding an umbrella.

The child holding the umbrella laughed and said, "Dozens of old men and women beating up young people, what's the big deal? It's not as good as the fight between my parents. I won't leave, I have to return the umbrella."

Everyone's face flushed and they turned to look into the alley.

In the alley, dozens of old men and women were running around, beating up a scholar with fists and feet.

Creator Xiaowu fought and retreated, and soon withdrew from Wenchang Lane under the siege of the crowd and came to Chang'an Street.

Chang'an Avenue is named after the city of Chang'an in China. It has some commemorative significance and is also a very prosperous main street in Xijing. Even if it is drizzling, there are still people coming and going and traffic.

On the street, people stopped and looked in surprise at this rare fight.

I saw dozens of old men and women chasing the scholar, punching and kicking him, and fighting him very fiercely.

The old men and women were ruthless in their attacks, and the scholar fought back fiercely. From time to time, the old men and women were beaten to the point of spitting blood and falling several feet away. The scholar's body was pierced with more than a dozen bloody holes, and his clothes were in disarray.

Sometimes, the old lady would throw him to the ground or send him flying dozens of steps.

There were two other old men who fell to the ground and were unable to get up. They were the second ancestors of the Li family, Li Qianfeng and Li Yiran.

Many officials of the Xijing Li family had red faces and hurried over with stretchers. They put the two ancestors on the stretchers and carried them away in a hurry.

The two ancestors were the most seriously injured. If they don't get treatment after this fall, they might die early.

However, everyone in the Li family also saw this fight and thought it was a duel between gods. They did not expect that it was only slightly better than that of a country brute who had learned boxing for two or three years, which made them feel ashamed.

I even had the arrogant thought that I could do it too.

Of course, this is what outsiders see.

But in the eyes of Ma Jun, Ma Yu and others, this battle was extremely magnificent!

The entire Xijing was divided into 365 blocks. As the Creator Xiaowu moved, the 365 blocks overlapped, folded, intertwined, people intertwined, time and space overlapped, yin and yang reversed, and the sky and the earth were upside down, making them dazzled.

They tried their best to move forward, but only four or five of them could form a siege. They could not attack Creator Xiaowu from behind and could not form a siege.

If we form a siege, we can kill him easily.

However, if they cannot form a siege, Creator Xiaowu can move around in the Zhoutian and use the changes in the Zhoutian to avoid fatal attacks.

Soon, the ancestors of the major families also began to get wounds, and the wounds were increasing in number. Creator Xiaowu had even more wounds, and everyone felt that they could no longer go on.

Creator Xiaowu fought as he walked along Chang'an Avenue, with many old men and women chasing after him, from Chang'an Avenue to Nanjing Street, and from Nanjing Street to Hangzhou Lane.

From time to time, old men and women were beaten to the ground, but they would get up tenaciously and rush forward regardless of being covered in mud to continue fighting.

Many pedestrians and carriages passed among them as usual, and nothing unusual happened.

"Stop fighting!"

A kind passerby stepped forward and prepared to grab an octogenarian, but before his hand touched the old man, the world suddenly spun in front of his eyes, yin and yang became disordered, and the city of Xijing seemed to be broken into countless pieces. The streets, city walls, buildings, and the imperial city were all flying around and reorganizing themselves in a mess.

Fortunately, with a bang, the kind passerby exploded and turned into a cloud of bloody mist.

"do not fight!"

Suddenly, Creator Xiaowu shouted, leaped into the abyss, and disappeared from the sight of the elders. His voice came from afar, "I know why my father retreated! I can't beat you either, so I won't fight you anymore!"

The elders all stopped and looked around, still searching for where he had gone.

Ma Jun coughed repeatedly and raised his hand, saying, "Don't chase him! Let him give up!"

The ancestors of the thirteen families looked at each other, and saw that everyone was injured, and they couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts.

When they faced off against Chen Yindu, it was a round-robin battle, not a siege!
And now, they were besieging Creator Xiaowu. They didn't expect that so many top masters not only failed to keep the opponent away, but also got injured themselves.

Creator Xiaowu is even stronger than Chen Yin at that time!

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