We agreed to go to Taishan Sect and you will pull the coffin for me.

Chapter 240: Wangwu Mountain, Worldly Affairs

Wangwushan.

Lu Heng glanced around the palaces. They were all magic weapons refined based on the Dayan Yingzhao Jue. Each of them suppressed a certain changing node in the fairy formation, and when combined, they were quite powerful.

They inhale and exhale the essence of the sun and the moon, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and interweave Taoist patterns. On the green jade Taoist platform enshrined inside the palace, one talisman after another is faintly condensed.

He saw with his sharp eyes that there were talismans such as the "Qiankun Talisman", the "Death Substitute Talisman", the "Beidou Talisman", etc., each with different grades.

In the center of the imperial palace, there is a jade talisman with immortal light inside. It is the [Nine-turn Immortal Talisman] recorded in the Atlas of All Things. Its effect is not inferior to that of the Ancient Emperor Talisman.

Moreover, the Emperor Talisman he obtained was incomplete, and could only substitute for one or two Emperor-level attacks. A complete Nine-transformation Immortal Talisman was enough to withstand nine killing disasters.

The entire Wangwu Mountain is shrouded in the stars, like an independent space and time. The day above turns into darkness, as if one is in the depths of the boundless universe.

An invisible sky was peeled off and condensed into a vast divine map. In the center was reflected the infinite continent of the Five Mountains and Nine Continents. It was dotted with the Moon, the Sun, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, and the celestial stars. The Milky Way was circling around it, and billions of star monarchs ruled.

Lu Heng's breathing stagnated. Rather than calling it the first Taoist cave, it was more like a fairy talisman factory, a true fairy intelligent manufacturing industry, fully automatic around the clock, with massive amounts of talismans produced with every breath. Whoever could master this terrifying war machine could sweep away all the forces in the heavens.

Of course, the Dayan Taoist Palace in his hands also has the same function. It is infused with different magic powers and can derive different talismans. He also sent a complete set to Zhangjiazhai, but it is just a single one and the output is not high.

At this moment, Lu Heng took it out and suspended it above his head. The palaces in all directions resonated with it, and it seemed as if it was about to fly out of his hand, sink into this piece of jade building, and become a part of it.

Lu Heng sat cross-legged, practicing the Great Evolution Zhoutian Huanyu Sutra. A flawless Dao disk appeared in his mind, and countless Dao patterns flowed. There was the imprint of the bell, tripod, mirror and tower of the Bing secret, the vague human-shaped imprint of the Jie secret, the imprint of the Ten Evil True Dragons of the True Dragon Treasure Technique, and dozens of magic arts flashed and disappeared.

The previous chapter of the Dayan Reflection Art could reflect the Dao patterns and magic arts, which was completely in line with the function of the Dayan Dao Palace. It was like copying and pasting, and it helped him secretly learn many magic scriptures in the past.

Now Lu Heng is communicating with the stars in the sky above, trying to mobilize the power of the Immortal King's weapon to lead him out of the restricted area.

Buzz!
After a long time, just when Lu Heng almost thought that it would not work, a huge guiding force descended from the unknown, wrapped around his entire body, broke through the void, like a star bridge across the sky, and arrived outside the restricted area in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Lu Heng's figure was suspended in the air, overlooking the city. He came out, but he was hesitant in his heart, feeling a little strange.

The Immortal King's artifact, the Celestial Star Chart, seemed to have become much quieter, and its brilliance had dimmed. Could something have happened?

It's a pity for Lu Heng. He still wanted to use this to gain some power over the Zhoutian Star Map. Obviously, he is not qualified even though he has reached the level of Saint King.

He no longer thought about it, and his figure restrained all his energy, transformed into an ordinary person and stepped into the vast crowd to understand the changes over the years.

Although there are still remnants of steel cities in human civilization, fifty years have passed and the world has changed tremendously. Many high-rise buildings appear dilapidated, but in the suburbs, there are wooden bungalows standing one after another. They have an ancient charm and are bright and aura-filled, as if they were made from some spiritual tree and are as strong as steel.

Lu Heng walked through the city and found that all living beings seemed to have some cultivation, some were nourished by spiritual energy, some specialized in martial arts. Everyone had a martial arts book, could fly over eaves and walls, had great strength, and had ruddy complexions. Their lives were not as bad as he had imagined.

In the core area, he saw branches of some familiar forces, the Martial Arts Association, the Lord God Research Institute, the Xuanfa Forum, the Federal Agency... They had even set up formations, with several powerful figures in charge, some of whom were at level four or five.

"It's equivalent to the level of a Dragon Elder. This is not bad for a second or third tier city. Ordinary people can resist ordinary beasts, and the masters among the shuttlers are responsible for fighting against the monsters hatched from the divine eggs that fell from the sky."

"From this we can see that the top strongmen in the headquarters are of high rank. Some may even be at the level of great powers or even the King of Slaying, which corresponds to level five or six." Lu Heng wandered around and got a lot of information. He couldn't help but nodded. He said that the mythological era has arrived, and all creatures in the frosty sky are competing for freedom. Humans are born with intelligence and are huge in number. They can travel through the heavens and explore various dimensions. It would be a shame if they didn't fall into this kind of innate starting point.

In addition, Lu Heng's soul saw through the cultivation systems of some time travelers.

Some are still sticking to the martial arts, the first-level innate, the second-level inner scene master, the third-level outer scene grand master... The path pioneered by the little martial arts gods in the past with the help of the enlightenment stone and the guidance of some unknown existences has now grown and developed, and there is a saying that there are five levels of celestial beings at the top.

Some also changed their ways and replaced their cultivation systems, taking the path of refining Qi to cultivate immortality, inheriting the cosmic lineage of the source of the Dayan Yingzhao Jue, which is known as the Nine Steps of Refining Qi, fetal movement, refining the orifices, induction, Gangsha, and golden elixir, and the ultimate leap to become a true immortal with the Yuanshen.

It is also a bright and correct path with a clear future.

Some paths are very strange and incomplete, such as using oneself as a nest, raising various strange poisonous insects, and relying on external objects.

"Taoism flourished."

Lu Heng judged that he suspected that it was the result of the preaching of Taoist Xuan Hui and other high-level people. He had a clear memory. The last time before leaving Blue Star, he had glimpsed the figure of Taoist Xuan Hui falling into the Zhoutian Star Map, and the leader of the Martial Arts Association, Li Xi, was suspected to be in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

The two of them each obtained the Dayan Taoist Palace and the Mirage, and may have inherited two immortal king artifacts. There is no way to have such a close connection.

Fortunately, Lu Heng also had an opportunity. He had received a map from the black tortoise and was in charge of the River Map and Luo Shu. When he descended on the Blue Star, his vast soul had a strong sense of the location of the long river from afar.

"After I finish dealing with things, I'll go there when I have time."

Lu Heng calmed his mind, his body shook, and the distance became smaller than an inch. He witnessed many changes like a bystander.

At this moment, he was startled and noticed a strange place: a magnificent temple stood in the downtown area, illuminated by endless Buddha light, with bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and Buddhists filling the temple.

Each Buddhist wears a cassock and chants sutras. There is a divine thought between their brows and a bronze sheen spreads all over their bodies, as if they are molding a golden body.

Most of the civilians passing by would actually bow devoutly, and some would even go in to light a stick of incense. All the Buddhists remained motionless, as if they would continue chanting until the end of their lives.

Buzz!
Lu Heng's Candle Dragon Heavenly Eye opened, and a mysterious Taoist power rose from everyone's body. The Buddhists' spiritual inspiration surged out, pure and vast, shining with golden light, converging on the Buddha statue in the center of the temple like a vast ocean.

It is the power of Buddhist faith.

"This... is the same as the Western Desert Faith Sacred Land of the Heaven-Covering Big Dipper, in such a short time."

He was greatly surprised, and when his eyes fell on the Buddha statue, it was so dazzling, like the sun in the sky; he could not see the face clearly, only the magnificent outline. The Buddha was sitting upright, and behind him stood a towering sacred tree, and the crown of the tree held up an endless holy mountain.

Lu Heng was very familiar with this image and aura, the unpredictable expression on his face, the sacred mountain and the sacred tree on the Western Holy Palace!
The golden tadpole-shaped Sanskrit patterns on the outside of the temple are interwoven to form a large Buddhist formation, which is derived from the fundamental Buddhist techniques of Arhat Fist and Bodhisattva Seal that were mastered in the past.

Suddenly, the golden temple was shocked. Golden light shot up into the sky, and the ten thousand characters reflected in the sky. The Buddha seemed to wake up, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he looked at Lu Heng and shouted, "The pure land of Buddhism must not be defiled."

(End of this chapter)