Chapter 132 Can Fudao Sword Master resist the power of Mahayana?

As the mysterious voice resounded through the heaven and earth, the green gate suddenly opened, and a giant hand stretched out from it, grabbing the fleeing great monk of the Crossing Void Realm in the hand.

The great monk of the Crossing Void Realm was almost scared to death. He struggled hard, but couldn't break free. He even wanted to let his soul leave his body, but he found desperately that his soul couldn't leave his body.

"Who... who are you?"

The great monk of the Crossing Void Realm screamed in fear.

The mysterious giant hand suddenly pinched him into a blood mist, and his soul and golden elixir were all annihilated and no longer existed.

The other monks of the Transformation Realm fled in panic, but the mysterious giant hand did not attack again, but slowly sank into the green gate.

Under the night sky, the strong wind was still raging.

The green runes around Xuanmiao Zhenren began to dissipate, and the green gate above his head dissipated with it.

"Puff——"

Xuanmiao Zhenren spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his whole state quickly became sluggish. He continued to practice and regulate his breath.

Gu An, who was far away in Xuantian Cave, was playing with a teacup with a curious look on his face.

The mysterious giant hand just now was definitely in the Xuanxin Realm, and above the fifth level.

No wonder Xuanmiao Zhenren dared to come alone to participate in the Golden List Conference, it turned out that he had a way to shake people.

Gu An was very interested in this magical power.

This magical power was both majestic and could protect the younger generation, even he, the Sword Master of Fudao, was moved.

At the same time, he was also full of curiosity about Sanqing Mountain.

Sanqing Mountain actually hid a great power above the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm. Although it was not the Mahayana Realm, it was enough to surprise Gu An.

The land of the Nine Dynasties is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

No wonder the Epiphyllum Sect only dared to mess around in the Taicang Dynasty before, instead of directly sweeping across the Nine Dynasties.

Gu An heard from Ye Lan that the number of disciples in Sanqing Mountain was not large, barely over a thousand people, but with such a number of people, it could become the first sect of the Shen Tang Dynasty, which was enough to show the number of great monks in Sanqing Mountain.

The Shen Tang Dynasty is not simple either. The reason why this dynasty is named Shen Tang is because the previous Tian Tang Dynasty was about to unify the nine dynasties. Later, the emperor did something that angered the heavens and people, causing the heavens to send down heavy rains, flooding the entire dynasty, and the power within the dynasty was replaced.

The Shen Tang Dynasty has the largest number of lakes, and most of the cities and sects are on islands. Although the heavy rain flooded the land of one dynasty, it also caused the spiritual energy of the Shen Tang Dynasty to surge, and it was in the spiritual mist all year round.

Among the nine dynasties, the Shen Tang Dynasty is the most mysterious and has the most legends. Many people believe that there are immortals hidden in the isolated islands of the Shen Tang Dynasty.

Gu An retracted his gaze. Although he was very interested in the magical powers of Xuanmiao Zhenren, he was too lazy to make friends or provoke him.

Only one level higher than the other party's backer made Gu An unable to be complacent.

Be cautious in development, don't waste!

After a thousand years, how many levels higher will he be than the nine dynasties?

He is looking forward to it!

…

Dark clouds covered the sky, and above the earth, the mountains were undulating. The forests seemed to be a gathering of demons and ghosts. A huge palace was located between the two mountains, with red pillars and blood eaves, which looked so terrifying.

In the hall, a group of people in black robes were kneeling on the ground. Some of them were demons, and some were souls.

The man kneeling in the front was wearing a mask, making it impossible to see his true face. He said, "Master, the nine dynasties have joined forces to settle in the Nine Nether Road, which has affected our plan. Should we retreat or continue to lie dormant?"

His voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, a ghostly aura emerged from under the mask.

On the steps in front of him stood a burly figure, wearing a wide black robe, on which a blood dragon was perched, baring its fangs and claws, as if it was about to jump out of the robe at any time.

He had a head full of white hair fluttering slightly, and he wore a bone crown on his head. There were two slender horns on the bone crown, which were extremely sharp and flashing with cold light.

He was the master of the Epiphyllum Sect, named Jing Tuxian!

Jing Tuxian slowly turned around, revealing a pale and indifferent face. His pupils were blood red, and there were two evil ghosts' marks on his forehead. These two evil ghosts were in the same body, with black bodies and sharp claws, which made people shudder.

"Jiu Chao, it's ridiculous that you dare to step into the Nine Netherworld Road. You are really courting death."

Jing Tuxian said in a cold voice, and a cold wind blew into the hall, blowing the robes of all the followers.

A black-robed member with a white tiger head said, "All nine dynasties have great cultivators in the Xuanxin realm, and the Fudao Sword Master of Taixuan Sect is even more unfathomable. I'm afraid there is little hope of annexing the nine dynasties before the demonic catastrophe."

Another soul in a black robe followed up and said, "The Jinling Master and Yelian Fairy of my sect both died at the hands of Fudao Sword Master. This person is the biggest stumbling block for us to annex the nine dynasties. His cultivation is at least above the fifth level of the Xuanxin realm, and it is very likely that he has reached the eighth level."

Boom boom--

A low thunder sound came from outside the hall, as if some kind of ferocious beast was roaring.

"Hmph, the eighth level of the Xuanxin realm? Then tell me, can Fudao Sword Master resist the power of Mahayana?"

Jing Tuxian said contemptuously, his white hair fluttering, and the bloodshot pupils in his eyes flashed with hostility.

The power of Mahayana!

The masked man at the front replied: "It has been nearly ten thousand years since the Great Perfection Heavenly Tribulation appeared in the Nine Dynasties Land. He is naturally not your opponent. But if you attack, will it affect your healing?"

"Who told you to be such a waste? Prepare to gather the followers. When the followers gather, follow me to sweep the Nine Dynasties Land. Remember to bring the mother tree of Epiphyllum!" Jing Tuxian said expressionlessly.

As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar.

"Master, you don't want to just..." The masked man's hoarse voice revealed nervousness.

"I have made up my mind. You can leave."

Jing Tuxian turned around and walked into the darkness.

The members of the Epiphyllum Sect in the hall looked at each other in astonishment.

…

It was another night, and Gu An came to Xuantian Cave again. Half a month had passed since his last visit.

He first picked herbs and then sowed seeds. After doing all this, he was as usual, not in a hurry to leave, but prepared to stay alone here for half the night and enjoy the quietness.

He walked to the old tree next to the wooden house and jumped onto the tree net that had been woven half a month ago. He twisted his body and chose a comfortable position to lie down.

"Comfortable……"

Gu An showed a satisfied smile. He took out a travel journal and started to read it.

Recently, he went to the inner gate and bought many travel notes. Firstly, it was to kill time, and secondly, he wanted to see if there was any place more suitable for a breakthrough than the Beihai Mountains.

The cave is quiet, and from time to time, fish jump out of the underground lake, and their movements echo in the cave, creating a unique artistic conception.

It was not until late at night that Gu An put down the travel journal in his hand. He spread his consciousness to see if there was any movement in the mountains of Beihai tonight.

He has made it a habit to look down at the Beihai mountains every time he comes.

Soon, Gu An's attention was attracted by Master Xuanmiao.

This guy hasn't left yet!

He saw Master Xuanmiao building a simple Taoist temple in a deep mountain. In addition to Master Xuanmiao, there was also a young man in the Taoist temple.

What are you doing?

Gu An looked carefully and saw Master Xuanmiao meditating in front of a large cauldron, with wisps of green smoke coming out of his head.

And the young man was practicing in the wooden house next to him. This young man turned out to be a monster with a fox tail.

interesting.

Gu An looked at it for a while and then looked away.

Gu An didn't return to Xuan Valley until dawn.

In a blink of an eye, half a year passed quickly.

At the end of summer, just after the heavy rain, Xuangu was very muggy.

Early that morning, Li Ya came to visit Gu An, but he still entered through the window. Gu An had to cooperate with him and pretend to be shocked.

"Look at how coward you are, you are still in the top five hundred on the gold list." Li Ya hummed softly after landing.

Gu An stood up to greet him and said, "I'm lucky to be among the five hundred. You could have been among the top ten, but it's a pity that you met An Hao ahead of time."

Hearing this, Li Ya's mouth twitched.

He suspected that Gu An stabbed him intentionally, but seeing the regretful expression on Gu An's face, he couldn't resist.

As everyone knows, Gu An did it on purpose.

Step on my window sill again!

Li Ya walked to the desk and pulled out his chair. After sitting down, he said, "I'm leaving."

"Where? How long?"

Gu An asked casually, then walked to the tea table next to him and started making tea.

Li Ya replied: "My father asked me to go to Sanqing Mountain to practice in the Shen Tang Dynasty. It probably won't take more than a few decades and it will be difficult to come back."

It’s Sanqingshan again!

Li Xuandao has such a close relationship with Sanqingshan?

He actually blocked two people in a row.

Gu An couldn't help but said: "You must go, after all, the disciples from Sanqingshan won the second place on the gold list."

"Master Xuanmiao is really powerful. Even if I fight him, I probably won't be his opponent." Li Ya agreed.

Among the Golden List Conference, Master Xuanmiao was the only one who could compete with An Hao for a stick of incense.

Gu An came to the desk with the brewed tea and said: "When you go to Sanqing Mountain, you have to practice in a down-to-earth manner, and don't meddle in others' affairs and get yourself injured."

"Ahem, except for being injured by An Hao, I have never been injured in these years."

"Yeah?"

"Can I lie to you?"

The two began to chat, sometimes about Xuangu, sometimes about the gold list.

It wasn't until noon that Li Ya stood up and said, "It's time for me to leave, Junior Brother Gu. I hope that when I come back, your cultivation will increase and you can be among the top 500 on the gold list. It's not just good luck." , I believe you have already had your own opportunity, so don’t waste your time and try to catch up with me as soon as possible.”

After that, Li Ya walked quickly to the window, jumped out, and there was another footprint on the window sill.

It's definitely intentional!

Gu An was helpless. Li Ya usually seemed quite serious, so why did he always play childish tricks on him?

He looked out the window, his eyes darkening.

Is there any other reason why Li Xuandao sent Li Ya away at this time?

And why did the soul in Li Ya's body become so weak?

The feeling is ready to dissipate at any moment.

Gu An shook his head. He couldn't figure it out and just didn't bother to think about it.

Until nightfall.

Gu An came to Xuantian Cave Mansion again. He was just about to pick herbs when his brows couldn't help but frown.

Why is Master Xuanmiao nearby?

Master Xuanmiao's Taoist temple is eight thousand miles away from here. Is it definitely not a coincidence that he came here?

at the same time.

In the woods ten miles away, Master Xuanmiao was holding a compass in his hand. As he moved forward, he murmured to himself: "It should be in this area. I don't know what kind of blessing it is..."

Third update!