Chapter 195 Circuit Break and Luck
Thinking through this joint, the national teacher was silent. The coming of the gods is indeed a great boon to their Golden Buddha Kingdom. It can be a sharp weapon to deter other countries and protect the Golden Buddha Kingdom. However, it is not good news.
The existence of gods and spirits is enough to break all balances!
Seeing that the national teacher has no master, the national master knew that his purpose of suppressing the family of Qi practitioners by using the power of the gods had basically been achieved, and he felt a little relieved. Then he smiled and continued, seemingly inadvertently: "By the way, I heard that the national teacher is practicing near-terminal time." There seems to be some difficulty."
The national teacher was taken aback for a moment, wondering why the great king suddenly asked him about his cultivation, after all he was just a mortal.
But now he dare not underestimate the great king, so he said respectfully: "Your Majesty has insight, the old minister has indeed encountered a pass." As if thinking of something, he smiled wryly, "However, this pass is not something that the old minister can break through, because the old minister's The cultivation base is already the highest achievement that a qi trainer can achieve in history, and there is no way out after that. As far as I know, not only our country, but also the other three countries, and even all the countries in the wild continent, there is no qi trainer who can do it. Break through this barrier."
His face seemed to have aged all of a sudden, and he sighed deeply, "Unless it is a god, I will not be able to break through the follow-up road in my lifetime, after all, it is the innate road!"
Not only in their era, according to ancient legends, even in the tribal era or even before, no Qi trainer could cultivate to a higher level and embark on the path of innateness. A forbidden existence for mortals.
There are so many great ancestors, there are not a few people with better qualifications and chances than myself, the national teacher naturally does not think that he can break through this barrier, as a Qi trainer who pursues the Dao, this is undoubtedly a more desperate pain than death, so , he lost interest, and even forgot the shock of the coming of the gods.
Feeling the powerlessness of the national teacher, the king smiled and sighed deeply: "Indeed, unless the gods help, I am afraid that this boundary between heaven and man will never be broken through."
The national teacher nodded in agreement. Suddenly, his body shook and he raised his head tremblingly, "Your Majesty, what did you just say!"
The lord of the country smiled faintly, "Why should the national teacher ask questions knowingly?"
The national teacher froze in place. Indeed, it wasn't that he didn't hear the king's question clearly, but the fact that he was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
After a while, he sighed deeply and knelt down on the ground. He was convinced but also extremely happy and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for guiding the way!"
Seeing such a great gift from the national teacher who has always maintained his identity and never bowed down, the king was very happy, and at the same time hurriedly said, "Aiqing, get up quickly, the national teacher is just temporarily unable to see through the situation, and this king is just a little effort."
The national teacher shook his head and said sincerely: "Having said that, Your Majesty still has the grace to give advice. If the old officials and even the younger generations of the old officials benefit from it, they will never forget your Majesty's contribution.
The king was overjoyed, knowing that the words of the national teacher meant that the Qi practitioner family finally had a plan to take a step back. In this way, he, the king, could do it more freely.
Afterwards, the monarch and his ministers had a very affectionate conversation, and finally the national teacher said goodbye and left the palace hall. The national teacher looked back and couldn't help sighing, "The emperor's mind is really not to be underestimated." Sky, looking at the different phases of things that have been hanging in the sky since ancient times, murmured: "After all, this road will be continued by the descended gods. Perhaps, our national teacher can truly be a true seeker in the future." Already!"
He was full of joy in his heart, mortal power is just a helpless choice with no way out for Daoist, now that the gods have come to the world, it is possible for Daoist to make progress, how could he give up.
He turned around and walked quickly towards his family, "Sooner or later, more people will think about this news, so let's take care of my family first and let them ask the Lord God for advice!"
The coming of the gods relieved the hearts of the high and low in the Golden Buddha Kingdom, and they gradually forgot or restrained not to think of the previous god, the god who disliked his name and moved.
At this time, within the scope of Chiguo in the north, a huge stone statue wrapped in a white light suddenly descended and landed on a high mountain. Through the blurred white light, one could see inside it was a man wearing a divine horse armor, holding a three-pointed two A stone statue of a handsome young man with a knife.
And near the mountains and even up and down the country of Chi, a name emerged from the bottom of my heart: Erlang Xiansheng is the real king!
Where no one knows, a conversation takes place that is heard only by voices.
"Nephew Yang, what do you mean!" The voice was very old and angry.
"Uncle Huanglong, Mr. Yang is homeless, I just hope that Uncle Master will give up half of the place." A young and indifferent voice came from the mountain.
"Your home is not here! This is where the real god is, Yang Jian. The real man knows that you are angry with me for helping Jinlong back then, so the real man will leave his words here. If you insist on blocking my way of transcendence, the real man will At worst, I'll go out and do a fight with you, let you see how good it is!" Master Huang Long didn't hide it, and directly explained the words.
At this moment, the stone statue of Master Huanglong in Chi Guozhong erupted with a strong yellow light. Agitated by the atmosphere, a huge yellow dragon slowly condensed in the sky above the stone statue, looking angrily at the distant mountains.
"Oh, Uncle Master wants to have a fight with me!" The voice changed from light to heavy, and when the words fell, the unparalleled killing intent shot straight into the sky, smashing the sky like a yellow dragon.
Rumble! There was no sound of thunder in the sky, just like the wrath of God, and the dark clouds descended, like a disaster of the end.
"Yang Jian!" Seeing that there was no resistance from his Dharma appearance, Master Huang Long became angry from embarrassment.
But at the next moment, a huge three-pointed two-edged knife suddenly appeared in the sky, almost stretching across the sky, the sword stabbed fiercely, and the target was the stone statue of Master Huanglong.
"How dare you!" Daoist Huang Long yelled in panic. Somewhere in Chiguo, a pregnant woman's bulging belly suddenly glowed yellow, as if the baby was about to be born early.
The huge blade of the three-pointed and two-edged knife pressed down, and before it hit, several cracks appeared on the Yellow Dragon Stone Statue, and it seemed that it was about to shatter.
"Enough! Stop the poor!" A majestic shout came from far away in the sky.
A golden light appeared on the tip of the three-pointed two-edged knife to block the fall, and the yellow light in the pregnant woman's belly also dimmed and disappeared.
"Junior Nephew Yang, now that you have cut off three points of the luck of Junior Brother Huang Long, the anger should be gone. If you still remember the uncle who is concerned about the poor way, you should withdraw as soon as possible."
There was a slight silence on the high mountain, and a voice came after a while, "Yang Jian is not a person who doesn't know what is good or bad. Since Master Uncle has come forward, let's let this matter go. Master Uncle, Yang Jian bids farewell."
The three-pointed two-edged knife in the sky suddenly disappeared slowly, and a white light on the distant mountain also flew away and disappeared into the sky.
Seeing that he really left, the voice sounded again, but it was softer, "Junior Brother Huang Long, why did Nephew Yang act like this, you should be careful, in my poor way's opinion, it's better to let this matter go."