Chapter 122 Rules

Thousands upon thousands of supernatural powers tugged at the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy, rolling down like a heavenly river, seemingly capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

But no matter how the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy surged and burned, no matter how mountains and rivers collapsed and the earth cracked, that alchemy furnace still stood tall and majestic in the air, resisting the torrent of supernatural powers pouring in from all directions, without showing the slightest ripple.

The alchemy furnace stood on three legs, three zhang six chi five cun high (approximately 12 meters), with nine orifices and eight holes, its entire body fiery red, with numerous patterns and Dao inscriptions hidden upon it.

It radiated all sorts of Dao profundities.

It was precisely the Eight Trigrams Furnace (Ba Gua Lu).

With the improvement of his realm, and the addition of many supernatural powers and cultivation methods, this Ba Gua Lu had already bloomed with a different kind of brilliance, truly resembling the Eight Trigrams Furnace in myths and legends, lying across the sky.

No matter how those supernatural powers bombarded the mountains and rivers, shattering them, and shaking the void, it remained motionless.

It even seemed to be swallowing the aftershocks of the supernatural powers pouring in from all directions, like a black hole.

Hoo~

Suck~

Within the illusory image of the furnace, An Qisheng sat cross-legged, his expression unchanged.

Within his body, there were changes happening so violently that ordinary people could not imagine them. Every inch of his muscles and bones, every inch of his skin, and even the most minute cells, were constantly trembling.

Externally, he swallowed supernatural powers; internally, he refined himself.

In an instant, the injuries he had sustained from the collision with Tianyi Daoren had disappeared without a trace.

An immense momentum was building up within his body.

In a place invisible to everyone, within the heart palace in the center of his five viscera, a monkey with fur like fire was restless, not trying to break out of his body, but greedily spying on the other four palaces.

The Five Elements, Five Viscera, Five Palaces, Five Spirits, Five Scattered Hands, only their combination could achieve the true Five Qi Unification. At this time, the spirit of the heart occupied one palace, but it was only forcibly catalyzed.

Only when the spirit of the heart roamed through the five viscera could it be considered a preliminary achievement.

Externally, it should be that the spirit of the heart entered Fengdu City, broke into the Southern Heavenly Gate, experienced the Zhanxian Platform, entered the Ba Gua Lu, and picked up the Dashen Whip.

Only then would it be the real Five Qi Unification, Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

Dang~~~

Qingtian Tiger Claws slapped down, hitting the furnace, making a huge roar.

Tianhu Zhenren flew backwards for a hundred zhang, his bones making unbearable groans, as if he had collided head-on with a falling meteor, and his whole person was dizzy.

"What kind of supernatural power is that?!"

The Zhenren who were waving their supernatural powers in the air also saw the furnace and were shocked.

Isn't his natal spirit that monkey?

What is this furnace?

A supernatural power?

Such a powerful supernatural power?!

The expressions of many Zhenren changed, and even Ruyi Seng and Tianji Laodao, who were watching from afar, were shocked.

The supernatural powers jointly launched by more than a hundred Zhenren, even they would not dare to resist head-on with just one supernatural power.

They could see that An Qisheng was deflecting the force into the heaven and earth, but the power of the supernatural powers he was bearing at this time could already destroy the Yuan Shen golden body.

"Just a defensive supernatural power! There is no invincible supernatural power in this world. Attack again and smash this furnace!"

Tianhu Zhenren shook his head, badly injured, but he became even more fierce.

After a roar, he struck down again.

"Again!"

At this point, they could no longer retreat. All the Zhenren suppressed the shock in their hearts, responded, and attacked again!

The vast torrent of supernatural powers impacted down again.

In the Ba Gua Lu, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows:

"It's my turn!"

Dang~~~

With a loud bang, the air was emptied.

Ruyi Seng and Tianji Daoren's eyes both narrowed, and then their expressions changed, and they retreated into the void with their disciples.

Boom!

In the next instant, a earth-shattering sound suddenly resounded between heaven and earth!

This sound was so loud!

So much so that, in the air hundreds of zhang away, the Zhenren who were caught off guard were suddenly swept away by the sound waves, and each of them was shaken until their seven orifices bled, and they almost exploded!

"Not good!"

Amidst the swirling sword light, Xiantian Daoren's heart jumped wildly.

The furnace exploded as they had expected, but this explosion unleashed an unimaginable terrifying divine power!

That was the supernatural power of a Yuan Shen Zhenren, and it also contained the power of all the supernatural powers unleashed by more than a hundred supernatural power Zhenren and dozens of Du Jie Da Zhenren with all their strength twice!

He couldn't imagine what a terrifying force this would be!

Retreat!

Retreat!

Escape!!!

In an instant, only this thought remained in his heart.

But before even his thoughts could flash through, a dazzling light that could not be described had already filled the space between the heaven and earth clouds!

Om~~~

The brilliant light shone upon the heaven and earth, breaking through the void, sweeping across all directions, seemingly endless.

In an instant, it submerged all the Zhenren!

"No!"

A supernatural power Zhenren roared, shattering his natal spirit, bursting out with all his mana, trying to fight to the death.

But in the next instant, he was submerged by the surging divine light.

The sky, for a time, turned into an ocean of light. As far as the eye could see, there were countless rays of divine light, and it seemed that there was no other color in the world!

At this moment, the mountains, the earth, Qingdu City, and even the cities within thousands or tens of thousands of miles around were all illuminated by the light.

It was even more dazzling than the great sun, and many people who looked up at the sky were instantly stabbed until they shed tears.

Hoo~

More than a hundred miles away, Ruyi Seng stepped and stood on the city wall of Qingdu City, putting his hands together, and a giant Buddha shadow appeared behind him, wanting to block the aftershocks that were scattered.

But as soon as the giant Buddha shadow appeared, his expression changed slightly.

The light had already receded.

Ruyi Seng raised his head to look.

He saw that in the mid-air hundreds of miles away, after the light that flashed and disappeared, the Zhenren and Da Zhenren who were fleeing in all directions were all frozen in the air.

They were like mosquitoes sealed in amber, motionless.

After he stared for a moment, changes began to occur.

It was the roar of the hurricane formed by the backflow of the air that had been pushed out by the endless light.

Hoo hoo~~~

Under the backflow of the hurricane, those figures in the air either fell to the ground, like flies being slapped down, or turned into dust and drifted with the wind, leaving cleanly.

In the blink of an eye, only the white-clothed Daoren who was pacing through the air, as if walking up stairs, remained in the sky.

The Daoren walked step by step, unhurriedly, his Dao robe fluttering in the wind, as if he was an immortal ascending to heaven.

"Amitabha........"

Ruyi Seng couldn't help but lower his head.

He didn't know why he had to lower his head, but he just lowered his head.

And Tianji Daoren stood on Qingdu City, looking at An Qisheng who was stepping towards him, his lips moved twice, and an incredible thought arose in his heart:

"He seems to be stronger than before..."

"I, I'm not dead..."

In the ruined Xishan Mountain, clinging to the cold ground, Xiantian Daoren discovered in a dreamlike way that he had not died under such a surging and terrifying explosion.

Although he was injured, he did not die after all.

"For what?"

He was at a loss in his heart, turned over and sat up, only to see that in a ruin, people were sitting up one after another. He was not the only one who was not dead.

The Pavilion Master of Yi Pavilion, Zilei Zhenren, Zihuang Daoren, Guyue Chanshi, and Baishen Laoren were not dead, and even Tianhu Zhenren, who was the first to attack, was not dead, although he was seriously injured.

On the other hand, Longya Fawang, Miedu Zhenren, and others were dead, not even a residue was left.

Xiantian Daoren was stunned, and unconsciously thought of what Tianji Laodao had said before, and then thought that most of the dead were people with notorious deeds.

He couldn't help but have an incredible thought:

"Is he... eliminating evil?"

"Amitabha........"

The many monks behind Ruyi Seng couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name, their faces pale, and they were secretly rejoicing.

If it wasn't for Ruyi Seng's protection, they would have been either dead or injured.

"Huiyin..."

Ruyi Seng sighed softly, he had not been able to protect all of his disciples.

It was not that he could not protect them, but that he already knew what this An Daoren wanted to do.

"Teacher..."

On the city wall, Chang Songzi was still in shock. This scene was too terrifying. If it wasn't for Tianji Daoren, he would have been in trouble.

Hoo hoo~~~

Amidst the howling air currents, An Qisheng stepped forward.

He landed on the city wall amidst the gazes of many people, either shocked or fearful.

"The Daoren is truly of a good temperament."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Tianji Daoren, and then looked at Ruyi Seng:

"The Grandmaster also has good concentration."

He killed people, so naturally he would not avoid Ruyi Seng and Tianji Daoren. Among the people he killed this time, there were naturally disciples or subordinates of these two.

It's just that these two can tolerate Tianyi Daoren's domineering behavior for decades or hundreds of years, and it is really not easy to force them to take action.

Especially Ruyi Seng, his patience is probably already great.

It is impossible to see that he was once a murderous monk with terrifying killing intent, who used the Tathagata Seal and Prajna Palm at every turn when he was young.

Ruyi Seng and Tianji Daoren's expressions were as usual.

The former chanted scriptures, seemingly saving his disciples, while the latter shook his head slightly and said with a faint smile:

"The family and business are big, and there are inevitably unfilial descendants. Since Daoyou An is willing to take action, Laodao is naturally happy to be idle."

"It's just a small effort, Daoren doesn't need to thank me."

An Qisheng responded lightly.

This Tianji Daoren is proficient in Xiantian numerology. There are many things in the world that he doesn't know, but there are even more things that he knows.

He knows what kind of people his disciples and subordinates are.

Tianji Daoren's smile froze, and a ripple flashed across the depths of his eyes, and then he sighed softly:

"Daoyou An is going to establish rules for the cultivators of the world..."

He naturally guessed what An Qisheng wanted to do, and he was not surprised. In the past 100,000 years, what kind of people haven't there been?

There have also been 'monsters' like An Qisheng who are self-righteous.

"So what if I am? So what if I am not?"

An Qisheng asked.

Even now, this Tianji Laodao still has a mysterious taste in his eyes, which always makes him want to try it out.

"The Netherworld Judge also did this kind of thing, and the result is self-evident. Do Daoyou know why?"

Tianji Laodao asked rhetorically.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to listen attentively:

"I would like to hear the details."

"What do Daoyou think we are seeking in cultivation? We are pursuing longevity, immortality, and ascension to immortality, but most cultivators do not have this opportunity.

They cultivate for a hundred years, experience many hardships, and only then refine their supernatural powers and mana. What they seek is freedom from restraint, and what they want is to do their own thing. What do you use to restrain them?"

Tianji Daoren's eyes were deep:

"Why do you set rules for them?"