From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 544 Death and God’s Spirit

By the time people came to their senses, Qi Qiansu, Wu Peng and Sun Boyang had already leaped into the sky with magic swords in hand.

Chi Yanhong flew to the place where the smoke and dust were rolling, looking for Li Yang.

The scene was in chaos. Qi Qiansu and the other two surrounded the evil dragon but didn't kill it. Their faces looked frighteningly ugly.

This dragon had its horns polished and its scales plucked, so it's impossible to tell which of the nine phases it is in. It's obviously man-made.

Someone had lured this evil dragon into the sea in advance, and it suddenly attacked Li Yang at this moment.

However, none of this matters anymore, because no matter who he is, he has achieved his goal.

Qi Qiansu looked unhappy.
The myth that China had worked so hard to create collapsed at this moment as Li Yang fell into the smoke and dust.

Sun Boyang and Wu Peng did not know the condition of Li Yang's body. They surrounded the evil dragon and looked towards the smoke and dust involuntarily, full of doubts and puzzlement.
At this moment, all the people watching the live broadcast may have the same look in their eyes.

Xie Lao was protected by Yubao behind him. He felt a black screen before his eyes and almost fainted.

Blue Star, it's over.

How to remedy it? How to remedy it?

Mr. Xie felt his whole body trembling because of the coming storm.

"Quick...quick, prepare for a press conference, immediately, right now!"

However, the adjutant next to him seemed not to have heard anything, and looked in one direction with a bright look in his eyes.
"Li Zhenjun! Li Zhenjun is not injured!"

The adjutant shouted loudly. At this moment, the Chinese man in his forties was as happy as a child.

"Not hurt?"

Supported by Yubao, Mr. Xie raised his head in confusion and looked towards the place where the smoke and dust were billowing.

It was raining, and drops of rain gradually suppressed the flying dust.

A glowing figure slowly rose from the smoke, with long hair flying.

In his hands, he held tightly a gray urn.
In the rain, the jar remained smooth and intact.

"So, Li Zhenjun was repelled by the evil dragon just now because he was trying to protect the urn in his hand?"

"It must be! The ones in the True Lord's hand are the four innates who died in Baiyun Mountain this time. In order to protect them, the True Lord would rather get injured himself!"

"Injured? Bullshit, which eye of yours saw that the Master was injured?"

At this moment, no one was hiding from the rain. Reporters from various countries were arguing with representatives of monks. Their clothes were gradually soaked by the rain. Many female reporters looked at the figure in the air with concerns in their eyes.

This is probably the tenderness of a tough guy.

"Wow!" At this moment, countless female reporters' hearts were in turmoil.

It turns out that Li Zhenjun is not so unattainable. It turns out that he also has a gentle side.
Is it because of the guilt towards his dead disciples?
If I die in the future, will there be someone who will risk his life to protect the body that remains in this world?

They thought so, and then their eyes softened.

Unlike reporters from other countries, the dozen or so foreign masters who were watching frowned slightly when they looked at Li Yang in the air.

"Lao Qi, leave it to me."

Li Yang flew in front of Qi Qiansu and the other two and spoke softly.

"Ah."

Without any hesitation, Qi Qiansu nodded and took the urn handed over by Li Yang.

Then Qi Qiansu, Wu Peng and Sun Boyang put away their magic swords and fell to the ground.

No one would doubt whether Li Yang could be a match for this dragon. The only suspense was just a few moves.

Li Yang held the Nanming Sword in his hand, his hair in the rain turned white against gravity, and lightning was wrapped around his body.

White hair, lightning patterns, body covered in lightning... the whole world has become extremely familiar with it, this is the Five Thunder Dharmakaya!

Whenever Zhenjun Li opens his Dharma body, it either means that Zhenjun is serious or that he is very angry.

A walking dragon is not enough to make Li Zhenjun take it seriously, so at this moment it is obviously the latter.

The rain was very loud, but Li Yang still heard someone below shouting to save someone alive. It sounded like the voice of Mr. Xie or Qi Qiansu.

But Li Yang did not intend to do that. Since someone dared to do it, they would definitely erase all information completely, and it would be impossible to find any clues from this dragon.

Moreover, at this moment, this evil dragon would be more useful dead than alive.

So, Li Yang raised his hand, and the Nanming Sword in his hand was covered with surging thunder energy.

Compared to twenty days ago, the Nanming Sword was even more powerful. Two faint blue lines appeared on the sword body that looked like a pool of autumn water.
In the past few days, the Nanming Sword has gradually devoured one-tenth of the broken spears. The sword energy slashes out, carrying with it an icy breath that makes one's soul tremble.

From the distance Li Yang was standing at, he could see that the dragon's pupils were red, and at this point it had no intention of escaping at all. Its claws pierced into the rocks on the edge of the cliff like swords, and it roared at Li Yang.

There is indeed something wrong with this dragon.

It has lost its biological instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, as if it has entered an unknown state of frenzy.

"Today we are seeing off the heroic spirit. Although this fool is of inferior quality, it is still a spiritual creature. In this case, we will use the dragon's blood to sacrifice to the dead spirit!"

Li Yang said this without hesitation, and swung the Nanming Sword in his hand forward with a rumbling flash of lightning.

The evil dragon was unwilling to be killed. It roared, and with its body several dozen meters long, it stepped on the rocks on the edge of the cliff and rushed towards Li Yang, opening its bloody mouth and letting out a bloody wind.

The dragon cannot fly, and at the moment it was circling upwards with the help of the rain, with a foul odor like that of rotting fish and shrimp on its body.

In the air, the circling behemoth roared and collided with the white sword light.

Then, like cutting tofu, the bright white sword light crossed from the head of the evil dragon to its tail.

Rumble!
The dragon's body, broken into two pieces, fell from the sky and landed on the Zhenyue Cliff.

The blood flowing from its body was scarlet, hanging upside down on the cliff like a river of blood. It was washed into the sea below the cliff by the rain, and large areas of the sea suddenly turned blood red.

The sword's power did not diminish, and it cut the evil dragon into two halves before falling onto the Zhenyue Cliff.
boom!
A pit several meters deep extends out and is a hundred meters long.

No one was surprised. This was Li Zhenjun. Even when facing this legendary evil beast, he didn't even need to use a second sword!
At this moment, nearly ten thousand people on Zhenyue Cliff watched this scene, hugged each other and cried in the rain, crying like a tearful person.

Due to the many groundless news circulating recently, when Li Yang was attacked by the evil dragon and retreated violently, they only felt that the sky was dark.

But at this moment, Li Zhenjun used a sword to completely dispel the strange thoughts in their hearts.

The invincible Li Zhenjun is still here! He has always been here!
"The ceremony continues!"

In the rain, Li Yang came down from the sky and spoke softly.

The urn returned to his hands from Qi Qianshu again. Qi Qianshu looked at him with a complicated expression, but he concealed it well.

Chi Yanhong also came up, looked at Li Yang's gentle smile, and silently removed the human-immortal force field, letting the heavy rain hit her face.

Li Yang smiled, walked forward and gently hugged Chi Yanhong, then returned to his seat.

That was the highest point on Zhenyue Cliff, which was specially reserved for him.

The chaotic situation gradually returned to order, and everyone took their place in the heavy rain.

"Zhang Qingmiao, Yi Ning, Zheng Lu, Tan Cheng... and 120,000 heroic spirits, rest in peace!"

As Li Yang opened the urn and poured it into the sea water below the cliff, thousands of urns were thrown into the sea water below at the same time. They will flow to every corner of the planet with the surging sea water, and as the crust changes and the seabed rises, they will slowly sink into the heart of the planet until they become one with the planet they protect.

This process will be long, hundreds, thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

[The flags block out the sun and the enemies are like clouds, arrows fly and the soldiers compete to be the first.]

You can't go in and out, and you can't go backwards, and the plain suddenly goes far.

The weather is bad and the gods are angry. They kill everyone and abandon the wilderness.

……

Sincerity is both brave and martial, and in the end is strong and can't be overthrown.

When the body dies, the spirit becomes a spirit, and the soul becomes a ghost hero! 】

A group of children stood on the edge of the cliff, reciting this military song that had been passed down from the Warring States Period in their clear voices.

The young soldiers stood in the rain, watching their comrades gradually disappear into the sea, with Zhenyue swords drawn and their eyes firm.

"Clang hum..." A whole row of Zhenyue swords were unsheathed, like a forest pointing diagonally to the sky.

“Clang buzz buzz…”

Along with the clear voice of a child and the unsheathing of row after row of Zhenyue swords, the thick clouds in the sky were actually torn apart.

The blazing sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the Zhenyue Cliff, onto these determined young soldiers, onto their young faces, and onto their pitch-black swords.

This scene was so shocking that all the people in the distance clenched their fists silently. This scene also made Li Yang, who was standing at the highest point, freeze silently.

"The ceremony is over! Return to the team!"

Mr. Xie announced loudly, and the huge crowd returned to the base.

However, this time, Li Yang walked behind.

He walked slowly, with a hint of sadness on his face.
Behind him were Chi Yanhong and Qi Qiansu.

Some cultivators from other countries wanted to come up and communicate with Li Yang, but were forced back by Li Yang's aura that kept strangers away.

After the memorial service, anyone who wanted to take pictures of Li Yang again would be considered as secretly photographing state secrets. The crowds of reporters were still full of questions, but they were blocked by the soldiers in front and could not see Li Yang at all.

In the heavy rain, Li Yang walked very slowly, followed closely by Chi Yanhong and Qi Qiansu. The rain hit the three of them, and none of them spoke.

The team in front gradually disappeared from sight.

Gradually, it seemed as if there were only three people left in the whole world.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, five hundred meters...

Where Li Yang walked, rain slid down his body and the ground slowly turned blood red.

Chi Yanhong's eyes turned red, and he wanted to go forward to help, but Qi Qiansu shook his head to stop him.

Li Yang took one step at a time in the rain, his figure rising and falling, and the blood on the road became increasingly darker, until finally...

Pfft!
Li Yang, who was walking in front, ducked and fell into the rain.

Chi Yanhong ran over and helped Li Yang up with red eyes.

At this point, after confirming that there were no outsiders present, the black light covering Li Yang gradually dissipated.

After the black light faded, Li Yang's originally green shirt had turned completely blood red, and even the rain could not wash away the red color.

Under the green shirt, Li Yang's body was like land that had been dry for a long time, with dense cracks and one could even see the bones underneath.

Looking at Chi Yanhong with red eyes, Li Yang smiled gently.
"If I had known this earlier, I would not have opened Ju Mang's Dharma body..."

"Don't worry, it only looks bad. The actual situation... is also very bad, but fortunately it is not to the point of no return."

Seeing that Li Yang was still acting funny at this point, Chi Yanhong seemed to be crying and laughing, and wanted to punch Li Yang, but his hand fell into the air. Looking at the devastated body in his arms, where he could hardly find a place to punch, he stopped and sobbed with his head down.

This was the first time Li Yang saw Chi Yanhong cry.
Li Yang smiled and stretched out his hand, gently stroking Chi Yanhong's fair face, brushing away the tears from the rain.

The dragon was actually of average strength, and its horns and scales had been sharpened and plucked, so it was easier to deal with than the big gray monster on the mountain.

But in the situation just now, Li Yang definitely couldn't deal with it like he dealt with the big gray.

Li Zhenjun must be powerful and invincible. Although this principle is a bit morbid, it is the greatest principle that the entire civilization relies on to cohere at this special node.

So Li Yang used his Dharma body, summoned the Nanming Sword, and mobilized combat power above that of a human immortal.

That is a force far beyond what this physical body can bear at this moment.

Li Yang wiped away the tears from the rain on Chi Yanhong's face, then looked up at Qi Qiansu who was standing next to him like a sculpture.

"My sleight of hand and Yang Shen's breath-hiding method can fool cameras and ordinary people, but top-notch cultivators can still detect some clues... Lao Qi, I'll leave the rest to you."

"it is good!"

Qi Qiansu nodded and said he would find a way to make these people shut up.

Seeing Qi Qianshu nod, Li Yang finally relaxed, and then fatigue surged from all parts of his body: "Yanhong. I'm a little tired. Take me back and call me when you get there, okay?"

"it is good."

Chi Yanhong nodded quickly.

Then Li Yang closed his eyes in Chi Yanhong's arms.

On the way back to the base, Chi Yanhong and Qi Qiansu looked back frequently, as if they were protecting a fragile piece of cracked porcelain.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

A slight snoring sound came from Chi Yanhong's back, causing him to burst into laughter.

Fortunately, I was just asleep.
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After the memorial service, representatives and journalists from various countries flew back to their own countries one after another, bringing back first-hand media information and the news that Zhenjun had beheaded a dragon with one sword.

Tell their people that the invincible Li Zhenjun has always been there.

The fourteen masters of the Way of Seeding stayed at the base temporarily to further discuss matters related to the alliance of various countries to fight against the invasion of the Extreme Realm.

The whole world seems to be moving in a good direction. When people from various countries see the black cloud accumulating over the Pacific Ocean in the news, their tone is no longer so fearful.

A few days after the memorial service, Li Zhenjun disappeared from the public eye again.

But that's normal, that's Li Zhenjun! It's normal for a dragon to be seen from head to tail.

Not only the public, but also the five true disciples of Baiyun at the base could not see their master. During the memorial service, they were at the end of the line and could hardly see Li Yang's physical condition.

In the cafeteria of the base, the five people gathered together again. Little Zhuoma and Li Ling'er had good appetites. Although they said that the cafeteria here was not as good as their own Baiyunzhaitang, they never stopped asking for more rice.

Zhu Ling and Wang Shuhuan were also in a good mood. After seeing the various tactical plans formulated by the base in the past few days, they increasingly felt that victory was no longer an illusory thing.

Among the five people, only the gloomy-looking Liu Ming seemed out of place.

He had been working on the streets since he was a child, and he was the best among the five in terms of his ability to read people's expressions and understand the ways of the world.

He could feel that some of the news circulating outside was not groundless...

(End of this chapter)