Mixed in the heavens, merits and virtues become immortals

Chapter 440 It turns out it was a diversionary tactic.

Outside Chang'an City.

Hong Yi, draped in the Buddha's robe, and Yang An, wielding the Panhuang Life-Giving Sword, followed behind Hong Xuanji. As for the accompanying troops, Fang Xiandao selected 500 men, Da Chan Temple selected 500 men, and the 108 aristocratic families with a thousand-year history each selected 200 men. Hong Xuanji, as the commander-in-chief, led this group of cultivators on a whirlwind journey to the Southern Great Luo Sect.

Hong Yi stared intently at the crowd, and inadvertently spotted a kind-looking monk. Hong Yi smiled and bowed to him. The monk then stepped forward, bowed to Hong Yi, and said, "Young brother, rest assured, this old monk will ensure your safety on this journey."

He spoke with such confidence that Hong Yi then inquired about the old monk's identity.

"The old monk reflects the moon."

Monk Yinyue lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, secretly transmitting his thoughts.

Hong Yi was shocked to hear this. He had read in some notes that Monk Yinyue was a famous fighting Buddha thirty years ago, fighting against humans and demons with great skill. However, after Gu Qingwei suppressed the Great Zen Temple thirty years ago, this fighting Buddha Yinyue stayed at home for a long time. Now, this monk looked kind and gentle, and had no trace of the fighting Buddha's demeanor.

"When facing His Majesty's divine might, one must maintain a calm mindset."

As the monk Yinyue spoke, he stood beside Hong Yi.

Hong Xuanji's eyes turned cold upon seeing this. He had originally intended to severely punish Hong Yi after bringing him out, but he hadn't expected that Hong Yi would have such good fortune. As soon as he stepped out, he mingled with the monks of the Great Zen Temple.

"I heard that the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty died without even winning a single move in his duel with the emperor?"

The monk Yinyue transmitted his question telepathically.

Upon hearing this, Hong Yi thought of something: the Great Zen Temple and the Great Zhou Dynasty were very close. He looked at Monk Yinyue with a hint of wariness.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Monk Yinyue told Hong Yi to calm down and said, "The Great Ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had a martial art that was the ultimate skill of the Great Destroyer God King in ancient times. Its fist technique contained the most profound changes in the body refining lineage. The Great Zen Temple also saw this point, which is why it has a close relationship with the Great Zhou lineage."

In ancient times, there were five great god-kings in the world. Each of them had the power to shatter the vacuum, but they did not reach the realm of shattering the vacuum. As a result, they were sealed by the Emperor of Longevity. By chance, the Great Ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty inherited the fist technique of the Great Annihilation God-King. Such an opportunity is rare in the world.

"The Emperor was able to kill him without any mercy, so he must have already mastered the Great Annihilation Fist."

The monk Yinyue's actions were imbued with a sense of awe and reverence.

Upon hearing that the Great Annihilation Fist was no ordinary weapon, and seeing the appearance of Monk Yinyue, Hong Yi thought that Gu Qing had killed the Great Zhou Emperor in full view of everyone and there was no secret involved. So he said, "Your Majesty killed the Great Zhou Emperor in an instant. You should not know about the Great Annihilation Fist."

Monk Yinyue shook his head and said, "That's because you don't understand the Emperor. He has all sorts of abilities and can see into all the martial arts and secrets of the world. He won't kill someone easily until he has completely squeezed out all their value. Since the Emperor killed the Great Zhou Emperor, it means he was no longer of any value to him."

“Take your father, Hong Xuanji, for example. He repeatedly opposed the emperor, but the emperor released him seven times because Hong Xuanji possessed great fortune and had a close relationship with the Dao of Creation.”

The Supreme Dao, the Dao of Creation, and the Great Zen Temple are the three lineages with the longest history.

As Hong Yi listened to Monk Yin Yue's words, it seemed as if he saw another side of the current emperor.

“Hong Xuanji followed the emperor because the emperor obtained some things from the Dao of Creation. So for many years, he stayed in the capital without moving an inch. But this time, when he went to the Southern Great Luo Sect, there will be subtle changes in the capital.”

After thirty years of silence, Doufo Yinyue is no longer the monk who constantly exchanges blows with others; his vision seems to have broadened considerably.

There will be subtle changes in the capital.

Hong Yi looked at Hong Xuanji. The various forces were now in a complex situation, and Hong Xuanji was contacting them, hoping to get them to work together to complete this task.

Was this actually a diversionary tactic?
Chang'an City.

Gu Qing arrived at the Ark of Creation and watched his son, Gu Yi, exploring it in this world. This was once a Yang God's magical artifact, but after its inheritance, it endured numerous terrifying battles, ultimately leading to the destruction of the Creation Dao by the Supreme Dao. The artifact went through many twists and turns before finally ending up in the Yang family. Now it had fallen into the Gu family's hands.

"So, have you figured anything out?"

Gu Qing asked Gu Yi.

This is the child born to Meng Bingyun and Gu Qing. Apart from the fact that his name contains the character "Yi" and that he is the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, Gu Qing did not raise him to be a "Yi Zi" (a child of the same name). Instead, Gu Qing taught him whatever he liked, according to his own temperament. However, Gu Yi tended to focus more on the spiritual cultivation aspect and was somewhat lax in physical cultivation.

"There are too many things that need to be repaired in this Creation Ship."

Gu Yi shook his head and said, "Dad, I won't do it if you ask me to do it all by myself."

In the original Yang God, Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan repaired it year after year using various materials. Now, Gu Qing is simply leaving it to Gu Yi, who, after seeing the scale of the project through the future master, stopped in his tracks.

"Just remember how it works; you don't need to fix it."

Gu Qing said.

The current Daoist of Immortality and Daoist of Creation can reappear through projection, so Gu Yiruo's repair of the Ark of Creation is simply a matter of delivering the goods to his door.

"I've memorized them all."

Gu Yi said affirmatively.

Gu Qing nodded, looking at Gu Yi who had cultivated for more than ten years and whose physical body was still that of a martial artist at the Bone Refining stage. Knowing that Gu Yi had devoted all his efforts to cultivating his primordial spirit, he shook his head and said, "Come with your father, and I will find you a human immortal body."

A celestial body?

Gu Yi was overjoyed.

Meng Bingyun frowned slightly and looked at Gu Qing. Having obtained another body, he had severed his blood ties with them.

"You don't need to worry about that. Even if you transfer bodies, you still need to have blood flowing in."

Under Meng Bingyun's gaze, Gu Qing carried Gu Yi and soared into the sky, heading towards Yang An's caravan.

As an outsider soul, Yang An was born with great fortune. The Panhuang Life Sword fell from the sky and belonged to him. Yang An also had another fortuitous encounter, which was a stone embryo. If this stone embryo was struck by lightning, it would be born as a human immortal. If it was nurtured with essence blood, it could give a person the physical body of a human immortal.

The caravan was still meticulously transporting stone embryos.

Gu Qing looked at the stone embryo. He didn't care much for the physical body of a human immortal, but his son really needed it.

Gu Qing glanced at his son, and his thoughts turned into boundless darkness, completely enveloping Yang An's caravan.

Yang An, who had followed Hong Xuanji to the south, trembled involuntarily, as if something bad had happened to him, making him anxious and restless.

"We've arrived at our destination, why haven't we started fighting yet?"

Yang An wanted to withdraw.

Seeing this, Hong Xuanji's joints cracked, and he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don't be hasty, military strategy cannot be rushed!"

(End of this chapter)