I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 106 The final right of interpretation belongs to me, Jiang
"Jing Jiangchuan, you were once a disciple of Bodhi Temple. Have you ever heard of the legend of the Future Stars Sutra?"

An Yunyi did not answer Jiang Chuan's question, but asked Jiang Chuan another question.

"The legend says that if you practice the Future Star Sutra to the extreme, you can travel through the past and the future." Jiang Chuan blurted out.

"The Future Constellation King Buddha can travel through the past and the future. If he regrets his actions one day, he will pass on his legacy to the Bodhi Saint Buddha."

An Yunyi drank the cup of herbal tea in one gulp and put the cup down.

"He went back in time and changed this matter. Would Bodhi Temple still exist? If Bodhi Temple didn't exist, would Fellow Daoist Jiang still be hunted by Maha Palace?"

"If you hadn't been hunted by the Maha Palace, would you have entered Kuntian Immortal Mansion and been accepted as a disciple by the Redemption Demon Lord?"

Jiang Chuan raised his fingers and tapped the table lightly, and the crisp sound of "bang bang" echoed in the room.

"Is this the reason why Fellow Daoist An has been searching for things related to supreme beings like Taixu Daojun, Future Star King Buddha, the Heavenly Emperor, and the Demon King?"

An Yunyi nodded gently: "These supreme beings can play with time and space with just a thought, and modify the past and the future. Even True Immortals, Immortal Kings, and even Immortal Emperors of the thirteenth realm."

"Because of a single thought from these supreme beings, my countless years of hard work have been reduced to dust."

"So I believe that no matter the future or the past, the magical scriptures I cultivated, and the great principles I realized, are all false."

"Only the supreme being that transcends the Three Realms and Six Paths, allowing fate and time to evolve, standing still and unmoved, truly exists."

"Using the false to cultivate the true. This is very similar to what Taesun told me about using the false to cultivate the true."

As Patriarch Ziyun spoke, he jumped from Jiangchuan's head onto the tea table.

"Use the false to cultivate the true. You can say that." An Yunyi poured a cup of tea for the Ziyun Patriarch.

"But I don't think what you said is true."

Patriarch Ziyun picked up the teacup with his paws and drank tea like Jiangchuan.

"why?"

"If the future Star King Buddha could really travel through time and space, he would have slapped these disciples of Bodhi Temple to death with a single blow."

After hearing what Patriarch Ziyun said, An Yunyi looked at Jiang Chuan.

Jiangchuan: "."

No, what are you looking at me doing?
I am not a disciple of Bodhi Temple now!
Death also belongs to Elder Jingzhen and Abbot Kongming.

"Fellow Daoist Ziyun, what you said makes sense. Maybe I am overthinking it."

An Yunyi's voice was calm, but his slightly furrowed brows showed that his heart was already in turmoil.

"If the future is true, fellow Daoist Jiangchuan and I will become Daoist companions. I can accept this outcome. However, I have two requests."

"What's the request?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"First, I, An Yunyi, am the proud genius of the Supreme Demon Sect, surpassing my peers. My man cannot be weaker than me, An Yunyi." An Yunyi looked proud.

"The Lord of Redemption values ​​my unparalleled talent and strength, and believes that I have the potential to become an Immortal Emperor, so he accepted me as his disciple." Jiang Chuan said seriously.

Well, as long as the Demon Lord of Redemption doesn't come to refute, the right of interpretation lies in the hands of Jiang.

Patriarch Ziyun nodded and said, "Jing Jiangchuan's talent is indeed beyond reproach. Having just broken through the Fourth Realm, killing Ji Yanran, the number one prodigy of the younger generation of the Maha Palace, was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables."

"Ji Yanran may be a genius in your eyes, but in my opinion, she's just barely worthy of your attention."

An Yunyi didn't take Ji Yanran seriously at all in his words.

"Bodhi Temple considers twenty years as one generation. Anyone who enters Bodhi Temple within twenty years is considered a disciple of the Jing generation. However, in the eyes of masters like Qiu Baiyu and Abbot Kongming, who have a lifespan of five or six thousand years, anyone who enters within ten generations is considered a disciple of the first generation."

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but recall Qiu Baiyu telling Wang Donglin that Zhuo Yunsheng was a child.

In front of these monks with long lifespans, twenty or thirty years are indeed too short!

"Ji Yanran can only be regarded as the strongest genius to enter the Maha Palace in the past half century, while I am the strongest genius of the Supreme Demon Sect in the past six hundred years!"

An Yunyi sneered, "Ji Yanran and I are both at the fifth level now, but if I want to kill her, I only need one move. Do you believe it?"

"One move, difficult, difficult, difficult." Jiang Chuan said the word "difficult" three times in a row.

Jiang Chuan didn't think it was difficult to kill Ji Yanran, but it was not easy to kill Ji Yanran with one move.

"Let's put it this way. If you can take my three moves without using the Yiqi Gourd, I will consider that you have fulfilled my first request." An Yunyi smiled brightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, making people intoxicated.

"Really?" Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

An Yunyi didn't say anything, but slowly stood up and walked out of the house.

[You and An Yunyi fly out of the Moon-viewing Academy and arrive above the sky. Under the witness of the Purple Cloud Patriarch, you will make a three-move agreement.]

Zheng! Zheng!
The clear sound of sword chanting was heard.

The Shaoyang Sword and the Shaoyin Sword flew out of the storage bag and landed in Jiangchuan's palm.

"Be careful." Before An Yunyi finished speaking, she slapped her slender hand down.

In an instant, an inky black tombstone appeared.

The tombstone was hundreds of feet high, and its surface was covered with various green Taoist symbols. The aura of death, ominousness, and gloom emanated from it, like an ancient demon mountain that smashed through the void and fell towards Jiangchuan. Its terrifying power made the entire sky tremble.

"Is this the fifth realm?! This power is no weaker than that of Elder Jingzhen!" Jiang Chuan's face suddenly changed.

Patriarch Ziyun reminded: "Jiangchuan, this is the Hades Burial Monument, one of the nine magical powers of the Supreme Demon Sect."

The underworld is the legendary destination of the soul after death.

The grave is the final resting place of the living after death.

The tombstone in the underworld represents death and extinction of the soul.

This is the Supreme Demon Sect's ancestor's verdict on a living being's life, and it is also An Ruyi's judgment on the fate of a living being!
The Shaoyang Sword was unsheathed and fell into Jiangchuan's palm.

Facing the falling burial monument of the underworld, Jiangchuan swung his sword to meet it.

One Yuan Sword Technique!

After breaking through the fourth realm, Jiang Chuan's magic power transformed and his strength increased greatly. Now the number of sword energies he slashed out has increased from 10,000 to 30,000.

Thirty thousand sword energies, like thirty thousand swimming fish, rushed out of the ocean and transformed into a shining sun, emitting breathtaking sharp edges, heading towards the burial monument of the underworld.

Boom! ! !

The sun collided with the burial monument of the underworld, like a sacred mountain collapsing, causing Jiangchuan's eardrums to hurt.

The aftermath was like a cold winter wind, sweeping across the vast sea of ​​smoke and waves, roaring across the world.

"I never thought that a disciple of Bodhi Temple like you could cultivate the Sword Scripture of Bamboo Fairy Island to such a level."

There was a hint of surprise in An Yunyi's voice.

The next moment, a deep blue glow emerged from An Yunyi's blue clothes.

Jiang Chuan then noticed that the blue dress that looked like an ordinary piece of clothing was actually an exquisite magic weapon.

Taoist talismans, each the size of a grain of rice and nearly transparent, were densely imprinted on the entire blue garment.

As An Yunyi urged, one large formation after another began to operate.

In an instant, the vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of five thousand miles gathered together.

"not good!"

Jiang Chuan was shocked.

After a cultivator draws an inner map and breaks through the fourth realm, he can rely on the inner map to resonate with the universe and control the vital energy of heaven and earth like An Yunyi.

But ordinary cultivators in the fourth realm can only control the vital energy of heaven and earth within a ten-mile radius.

Even someone as strong as Jiang Chuan, with the help of an incomplete celestial map, could only control the vital energy of heaven and earth within a 200-li radius.

And now, the vital energy of heaven and earth absorbed by An Yunyi is twenty-five times that of him!
With such a vast and powerful energy of heaven and earth, what kind of terrifying magical powers can An Yunyi display?
Jiang Chuan didn't know the answer to this question, but he knew very well what he had to do now.

"Don't even think about using it!" Jiang Chuan shouted.

Dazzling immortal light rose from his palm and transformed into immortal talismans, which were imprinted on the white blade of Shaoyang Sword.

The art of returning to emptiness!
Jiang Chuan's mind moved, and the immortal talisman was like a black hole, madly absorbing the power of nothingness in the void.

As Jiang Chuan swung the sword, the Shaoyang Sword slashed towards An Yunyi.

Jiang Chuan's sword did not have an icy and sinister aura, nor did it have a sword intent so sharp that it seemed to chop down the sky, nor did it have a sword chant that shook the heavens and the earth.

But this sword was even more terrifying in An Yunyi's eyes.

This sword seemed to be a sword of judgment wielded by the gods, a punishment sent down from heaven.

Wherever it passes, all disasters will turn into nothingness!
"What a magical power!"

An Yunyi made hand seals.

Before Jiang Chuan could slash his sword, the vital energy of heaven and earth gathered and condensed into forty-two immortals, some wearing golden armor, some riding mythical beasts, and some barefoot and bare-chested.

It was as if a group of immortals had descended from heaven, their divine might was so pervasive that one could not help but tremble.

"The devil has come to confuse the immortal. How come she even knows this magical power that has been lost for tens of thousands of years?" Ancestor Ziyun showed surprise in his eyes.

In ancient times, there was a legendary demon who was at the thirteenth level.

Because he wanted to sneak into the heaven, he lied to the heavenly general guarding the East Gate of Heaven, saying that there were thirteen realms of peerless demons causing chaos in the lower world.

The general was worried that he would not be able to subdue the peerless demon in the thirteen realms, so he sought help from hundreds of immortals.

After the devil took the opportunity to sneak into the Heavenly Palace, he was very satisfied with his masterpiece, so he created a picture of the devil confusing the immortals.

In later generations, a cultivator of the demonic path observed the picture of the Heavenly Demon Bewitching the Immortals and created the peerless magical power of the Heavenly Demon Bewitching the Immortals.

Jiang Chuan took the initiative to attack, preventing An Yunyi from fully unleashing the Demonic Devil's Immortal Descent, but he also condensed forty-two immortals transformed from the essence of heaven and earth.

An Yunyi raised his hand and pointed, and forty-two immortals transformed from the essence of heaven and earth came to meet Jiang Chuan's sword.

Some immortals control flying swords, some sit on their mounts and spit out golden light from their mouths, and some, like real people, use hand seals to perform magical powers.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening explosions sounded one after another. The sword light transformed from the power of nothingness by the Guixu Technique was completely consumed after killing thirty-five phantoms of immortals. The remaining seven immortals attacked Jiang Chuan together.

The seven immortals transformed into seven streams of light and rushed towards Jiang Chuan from all directions, and Jiang Chuan was directly blasted away.

"As expected of the Supreme Demon Sect's number one prodigy of the previous generation!"

Feeling the pain in his body, Jiang Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His Zhiyang Wuji Body has almost been cultivated to the peak of Zhiyang Realm, and the strength of his physical body is only one step away from being a top-grade treasure.

But even so, he was seriously injured after taking An Yunyi's attack.

If it was any other cultivator in the fourth realm, even if he had five lives, he would have been killed by An Yunyi just now!

"But, there's only one move left!"

Jiang Chuan gripped the hilt of the Shaoyang Sword tightly and looked at An Yunyi in the distance.

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