From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 570: Three Phases Combined, Golden Lotus Blooms

Finally, at the moment when Gao Miao was about to be completely submerged by the Xuan Yong, he grabbed Wang Xin's hand.

He was dangerously pulled into the formation by Wang Xin. The scenery in front of him changed, and there appeared a mountain covered with clouds and mist, and a group of female disciples carrying the wounded.

Gao Miao was still holding the unconscious Ke He tightly in his arms.

"What's going on outside? Master Gao Miao, why are you here?"

"Are you here to support Baiyun Mountain?"

Gao Miao seemed to be still in shock. He knelt limply on the ground, hugging Ke He tightly and showing no reaction no matter how Song Ling pulled him.

"Dead, all dead, all dead..." Gao Miao looked like a madman, holding his head in pain, tears in his eyes.

"Who's dead?"

"Master Gao Miao, what are you talking about?"

Wang Xin and Song Ling suddenly had a bad feeling.

After a long pause, Gao Miao finally calmed down and wiped the tears from his face: "Mr. Xie led a large force to block the Jizhenjie army on the second line of defense, but a small group of spaceships crossed the Chinese defense line and rushed to the major cave paradises in China."

"We were originally following the Special Bureau to escort the new Sword Master here, and to seek support from Baiyun Mountain. However, at the foot of the mountain, we encountered a large group of Xuanyong from the Extreme Realm."

Gao Miao's voice trembled. The sword master he was escorting was naturally Ke He, whom he was holding in his arms.

Ke He is a congenital, and a veteran one at that. He is the strongest reserve sword master in Yaji Mountain after Yu Bao.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Xin and a group of Baiyun female disciples fell into silence.

Yes, even if Baiyun Mountain can’t save itself now, there are still many people waiting for Baiyun Mountain to save them.

But who can Baiyun Mountain save now?
Gao Miao was still in a daze, kneeling on the ground, seeming to be crying and laughing at the same time.

Everyone thought that he was just feeling sad for Ke He's injury. Several girls stepped forward to check Ke He's breathing, and then fed him a few pills, and his breathing finally stabilized.

"Then Brother Xin, do we still need to go down the mountain?"

Song Ling stood up and asked Wang Xin.

"Go down the mountain? We can't." Wang Xin laughed bitterly, thinking of the horrific scene outside the formation just now: "We have no other choice, let's go up the mountain, accompany Baiyun Mountain together, live and die together."

He didn't expect that the Kyokushin Realm was so ruthless, and that they had deployed extremely terrifying military forces not only in the sky but also on the ground.

This seems to be an unsolvable proposition. The entire Baiyun Mountain is like an isolated island that is about to be submerged by a violent tsunami.

Taking Gao Miao and the unconscious Ke He up the mountain, halfway through, the unconscious Ke He finally woke up.

However, as Ke He woke up, Gao Miao's abnormal condition did not ease at all. He was still in a daze, as if his entire soul had been hollowed out.

"Gao Miao and I were supposed to die in the Xuanyong army, but someone saved us and was devoured by the Xuanyong army."

"That person is the former deputy director of the Qiongzhou Special Bureau, Xie Shouzheng."

After waking up, Ke He looked at Gao Miao with a complicated expression, emphasizing each word.

Hearing Ke He's words, Gao Miao paused, then hugged his head in pain.

After settling the unconscious Chi Yanhong and Yubao, everyone came to the front mountain. A battle was going on thousands of meters in the sky, and Zhao Ziyao was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the open square.

"Why are you back again?!"

Looking at Wang Xin who had returned, Zhao Ziyao spoke urgently.

"We can't go down the mountain. All the retreat routes have been blocked." Wang Xin smiled bitterly.

After Song Ling and Ke He, who had just woken up, explained the whole story, Zhao Ziyao finally sighed, as if she was half crying and half laughing.

"In this case, I can only die with Baiyunshan."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xin, Song Ling and the others felt relieved.

This is also good. There is no way out and there will be no regrets.

Ke He was originally here to serve as the Sword Master and be a consumable for the Sword Master. Now that he knows that a legitimate Sword Master has appeared, he looks up at the sky in surprise.
Thousands of meters in the sky, with repeated fierce battles, Liu Ming's battle with the female fairy actually began to gain the upper hand.

Once again, the cockroach-like Liu Ming was slapped away. The extremely tired female sword fairy shouted to the other side: "He Wushuang, stop playing around, quickly deal with those two ants, come and help me!"

"Play? You think I'm playing?" He Wushuang, holding the golden sword, roared angrily.
Perhaps Li Linger and Wang Shuhuan's health bars are not as thick as Liu Ming's, but the lethality of a sword torrent and a Five Thunder Heavenly Ding Flag is definitely greater than Liu Ming's.

"Muquan, do you want to switch with me? These three ants are too evil!"

Just as the female fairy was about to retort, Liu Ming, who had been revived with full health, came back with the Ji sword in his hand. This time, he took advantage of the female fairy's distraction and chopped the opponent back hundreds of meters with one sword.

"Bitch? So that's your name. I told you that you are an old bitch! And you still don't admit it."

Liu Ming smiled jokingly, ignoring the increasing number of white hairs on his head.

"Little beast, I want you to die!"

Mu Quan was furious because his magic longbow had been chopped to pieces by Li Yang before, so he slashed towards Liu Ming with his pair of bare hands, emitting golden light like treasures.

Liu Ming dodged sideways, but the palm wind still affected his internal organs, causing them to churn.

Liu Ming gathered his strength again and rushed forward to fight with the female fairy. He knew in his heart that, in fact, up to now, the situation on the two battlefields, Li Linger and Wang Shuhuan were almost unable to hold on.

Li Linger was covered in blood, hundreds of Qingshuang Liuyun swords in the torrent of swords had shattered, and the thunder energy on Wang Shuhuan's body also dimmed.

"I finally got the chance to pretend to be a hero, but now I'm going to die."

Liu Ming felt bitter.
Once Li Linger and Wang Shuhuan were defeated, the two human immortals would work together and there would be no way for him to survive.

Although the country's destiny is vast and boundless, he is only a congenital being after all. With such a low human realm, it is already a struggle for him to hold back a human immortal with the Ji Sword, and it is absolutely impossible for him to fight two alone.

In fact, if He Wushuang and Mu Quan were willing, they could end this fierce battle at any time.

They have a special signal that can contact the human immortal masters of the Jizhen Realm. As long as the signal is blown, four or five human immortals will gather in a blink of an eye. Even if there are a few more, Baiyun Mountain can be flattened.
But they had their own selfish motives. After seeing Zhao Ziyao's Chengying Sword and the monstrous fighting power of the three people in front of them who were able to hold back the human immortal with their innate abilities, they immediately understood that the opportunities hidden in this mountain were definitely beyond their imagination.

For example, the sword in Liu Ming's hand looks like the weapon that Futu Immortal Lord mentioned before he came.

There are also three natives who practice magic, which is very likely to be the ultimate magic!
There are so many good things that they don't want to share them with others.

The two human immortals began to go crazy and angry, wanting to end it all once and for all.

After recovering from numerous serious injuries, Liu Ming's recovery speed finally slowed down. After all, he was not a machine. Although his body could recover, his spirit was already extremely weak and tired.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten of Li Linger's Liuyun Qingshuang swords were broken into pieces, and were cut by He Wushuang's sword energy, turning into iron chips all over the sky.

Wang Shuhuan was hit by the aftermath of the sword energy, and a bloody wound immediately appeared on his chest.

The three of them have been fighting desperately until now.

Wang Xin and Zhao Ziyao on the mountain had excellent eyesight and could clearly see everything at an altitude of 3,000 meters.
At this moment, everyone felt a strong sense of unwillingness. Li Linger, Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan... Each of the Five True Disciples of Baiyun was a genius. If they were given some more time, the outcome of this war would definitely be different!
"When we set out, I heard from Longhu Mountain that the sword light had dimmed a lot, and my brother's victory was about to be decided."

"I'm sorry, we failed to protect this world."

Ke He lowered his head and sobbed quietly.

In the Yuchan Hall in the back mountain, among several unconscious wounded soldiers, the eyes of one of them suddenly moved.
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Gao Miao squatted decadently on the stone steps in front of Baiyun Mountain, with his head lowered, his nails deeply embedded in his flesh.
Many disciples sat on the stone steps, looking up at the sky, quietly waiting for death to come.
No matter how they reviewed and deduced the situation, neither Blue Star nor Baiyun Mountain had a chance of winning this battle.

The only thing they can hope for is a miracle. "It seems our era is over."

"What do you think will happen to Blue Star after it loses the war? Will it be a modern physical society like before the spiritual energy was revived?"

"You are dreaming, and you are still talking about the physical world. Once the entire Kyokushin world is slaughtered, it will be good if it does not degenerate into a primitive farming tribe."

"I'm so sorry. I'm still a virgin. I've never had a boyfriend since I went up the mountain. I don't even know what it feels like to have a boyfriend..."

"Ahem, um, Junior Sister, I'm still a virgin...

"Fuck off!"

"okay."

Amidst pessimism and despair, after practicing Taoism for a year, the Baiyun disciples did not fall into disorder and chaos, but began to make jokes and find joy in suffering.

Gao Miao sat among this group of disciples, but his pessimistic and desperate attitude was out of tune with this group of disciples.

He escaped death and should have been happy to have survived a disaster, but the person who risked his life to save him was called Xie Shouzheng.

He could accept anyone saving him, and he could accept death, but he just couldn't allow the person who saved him to be Xie Shouzheng.

In my memory, there is a man covered in blood, roaring at me.

"Master Gao Miao, stay alive and take Ke He with you to Baiyun Mountain to inherit the Ji Sword!"

"Don't despair. Believe in Li Zhenjun and China. We will definitely win."

The man shouted, laughed, roared, and rushed into the Xuanyong army without hesitation.
Just like a living human being.

Xie Shouzheng, the Toad-Yi White Corpse! The monster who slaughtered his own comrades and whose hands were stained with blood!

The monster that he had been lurking in Qiongzhou for ten years and wanted to kill died in front of him in a tragic way.

Gao Miao felt that he should be happy as his long-cherished wish had come true. This monster was finally dead, and the culprit behind his comrade-in-arms who had died tragically in Mayi Mountain twenty years ago had finally been brought to justice.

However, Gao Miao did not feel any joy in his heart, but instead felt empty and uncomfortable.

Gao Miao raised his head, holding tightly in his hand a piece of blue clothing, which he had finally grabbed from Xie Shouzheng's sleeve.

The tears gradually dried on his face. Gao Miao sat on the stone steps clutching the pieces of clothing, like an iron statue.

"Do you think there will be another miracle? It seems that the three brothers can no longer hold on."

A Baiyun disciple stood up and looked at the gradually dimming lightning and sword light in the dome.
This was a very desperate fact. All the disciples stood up and looked up.
"Is there no one who can help them?"

"seems like it."

"Are we going to die?"

"Ah."

There was a silent silence, and the entire stone steps fell into dead silence. Then, the sobbing sound of a female disciple was heard.

At first there were only one or two sounds, and then the pessimistic mood spread and became one.

The stone steps where Gao Miao was standing were tacitly cleared for an empty space. Surrounded by sobs, he clutched the fragments of his blue robe in his hands, like a sitting sculpture.

Until suddenly there were cries of surprise and confusion among the sobbing crowd.

Gao Miao did not raise his head until a pair of exquisite cloud shoes appeared in his sight.

With dull eyes, he slowly raised his head. It was little Zhuoma.
Little Zhuoma's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelids drooping like lotus petals, and a glimmer of compassion seemed to be glimmering on the face of the young girl.

Those were things that the disciples around him had only seen on the statues in Taoist temples and Buddhist temples.

"Master Gao Miao, it's time for us to leave."

"The world needs us now. It needs a miracle."

Little Zhuoma looked at Gao Miao steadily, suppressing all her emotions.

She couldn't describe her current state, but after waking up, looking at the Baiyun Mountain that was about to be destroyed and knowing that her master was still fighting in Longhu Mountain, she felt that she should do something.

So, she forced herself to suppress a lot of things, and then walked step by step to Gao Miao.

Gao Miao stared at little Zhuoma in a daze. In a trance, a mountain breeze blew by, and the piece of blue robe that he had been tightly holding in his hand was blown away and fell into the mountain mist.

"it is good."

Gao Miao stood up.

At this moment, the Buddhist disciples were able to break through the anger, and the Zhenzong realized the root of ignorance.

Almost at the same moment when Gao Miao nodded, an illusory portal filled with wind and snow slowly opened behind the two of them.

The Baiyun disciples scattered in shock, and the brave ones looked towards the suddenly appeared portal.

It was a snow-capped mountain, a majestic and holy mountain, so high that the peak was not visible, and all that could be seen was frost and snow.

A lama in white robes was walking slowly on the snowy mountain. At first he was just a small dot, but in the next second he was already in front of the gate and took a step out.

The gate collapsed and closed, and the white-robed lama stood firmly on the stone steps of Baiyun Mountain.

The three of them nodded slightly and put their hands together. Little Zhuoma and Gao Miao also realized a lot at this moment.

That was what Mijue Dorje had told them on Mount Wutai.

Mijue Dorje devoured the Eighth Generation of the True Chakravartin, and then was chopped off by Li Yang, proving the "past"

The Dharma wheel is always turning. Little Dolma is the True Dharma master of this world. She was born because of the catastrophe. It is now.

Gao Miao carries with him a Buddha treasure, which enables him to see the inner meaning and mind of all Buddhas. He is destined to be a missionary of the Brahma sect, reflecting the "future"

Mijue Dorje is greedy for the fruit of immortality, little Zhuoma is obsessed with the difference between Buddhism and Taoism, Gao Miao is angry with the blood feud between Ma Yi.

Now, greed, anger, and ignorance are all gone, just like dust is gone and light is broken, the three great forces of the past, present, and future contained in this world begin to swirl and merge into one.

Little Zhuoma took a last lingering look at Baiyun Mountain, and then walked in front of the three people, picking up steps and going up.

Among the three phases, the 'present' should be respected.

The Baiyun disciples on the stone steps didn't know how powerful it was, but they still tacitly made way for the three people.
The three of them walked up the stone steps, and their figures gradually became blurry.

When they reached the end of the stone steps, the three blurry figures had merged into one.
This unfamiliar figure had white hair between his eyebrows, a lotus pattern on his forehead, a nose as straight as a hanging gourd, the corners of his lips like a newly blossomed Udumbara flower, ears that hung down to his shoulders, and earlobes as thick as full moons. There was no longer any difference between a man and a woman.

The outline of little Zhuoma could be vaguely seen in her eyes and eyebrows. She stretched out her hand and a white jade bottle with a willow branch in it immediately appeared in her hand.

"All five aggregates are empty, samadhi is free"

"Listen carefully to the voices of all living beings, and your prayers will be answered wherever you pray."

Holding the bottle in one hand and making hand gestures with the other, she stepped barefoot to the end of the stone steps. Suddenly, colorful golden lotus appeared on her feet and she ascended to the sky.

The golden lotus blossomed, stretching across the entire sky of Baiyun Mountain.

(End of this chapter)