Chapter 443: The 22nd Level of True Power, the Spirit Fills the Void, and the Power Surrounds the World of Sand!

The skillful and elegant hand knife landed precisely on the neck of the sleeping demon bear.

Some skills become more sophisticated with the passage of time.

After solving the unnecessary stability factors, Yi Chen immediately sat cross-legged. At this moment, there was lightning and thunder outside the cave, and a brilliant lightning flashed, cutting through the sky, illuminating the Taoist's stern eyes.

"Shenhong! Break through for me!"

A faint recitation in his heart, a familiar yet unfamiliar memory suddenly appeared in the Taoist's mind.

Like a passing visit, the memory extended.

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk!"

A sigh suddenly came from the vermilion courtyard wall of the Taoist Palace!

This is a handsome young Taoist, he is tall, white and beardless, and at this moment he is holding a volume of Taoist scriptures and sighing at the moon.

He is talented and has overcome dangers all the way. He has cultivated the Pure Yang Refining Extreme True Method to the 21st level, but now the road ahead is over.

"Do you really want to take a risk?" The Taoist walked out of the courtyard and waved his hand. Two huge extreme chains suddenly crossed the sky, pulling out a vermilion door in the void.

This is the location of the Zhenyang Holy Palace, the first cave treasure of their Nantian Dao Sect.

Entering the door, the Taoist flashed and came to a towering cliff. He took out a golden book under a strange stone.

The skylight shone on the golden book, and the four big words "Smash the Vacuum" appeared.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a golden book fell with the meteorite. After a friendly exchange with a group of fellow practitioners, the golden book finally fell into his hands.

He spent two hundred and fifty years comprehending this golden book. Now he finally realized a way to leap forward, but now his heart is in a huge hesitation.

The so-called extreme yang is to constantly break through one's own limits.

After twenty-one pure Yang refinements, his foundation was already so strong that it could not be further strengthened. It was extremely difficult to make further progress. However, the number of Great Derivation was fifty, and its use was forty-nine. After more than two hundred years of painstaking meditation, he finally found a possible breakthrough path on the Golden Book.

This time, he needed to rebuild his profound skills, abandon his halberd and use his fists, temper his mind with a pair of flesh fists, and reach the peak again.

With this thought in mind, the Taoist figure flashed, but he left the cave and stood in a thatched cottage in the back mountain.

At this moment, a silver-haired old Taoist was watering the land leisurely.

"Junior Brother Li Xuanzhen, have you really decided? Give up thousands of years of life to seek that illusory breakthrough opportunity."

"Yes, I beg you to help me."

"Tell me a reason."

The Taoist was silent for a while, and finally grinned and said, "Because I want to see a higher view of martial arts."

"Now in this world, except for you, the yin and yang combination trick that can suppress me, the rest of the people are all good-for-nothings, not worth mentioning. Such a life is really boring."

"My senior brother's life span is not much now, and you want to sit in the dead end, what should the sect do." The silver-haired old man stopped watering the land, and he looked deeply at the young Taoist in front of him and said.

The Taoist did not speak, but fell into a deep silence.

"Okay, I know, you go, I hope you can come out alive." The silver-haired old Taoist squatted down, did not speak again, but began to carefully serve the three-tenths of vegetable field he cultivated.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

The Taoist bowed and entered the cave again.

At the last moment before he disappeared, he raised his Ji Yuan angrily and threw the holy spear he had practiced for many years into the sect's welcoming stone, and the cave went deep into the earth's crust.

Boom!

The door of the cave closed instantly and disappeared into the void.

Two hundred years passed, and the years passed.

The Taoist sighed on the cliff sea. He wanted to forget his spear technique that had been infiltrated into his bones, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

A fierce look flashed in the Taoist's eyes, and he actually shook his Baihui acupoint in the air, cutting off all his distracting thoughts, including many memories of his previous life.

After this palm, he didn't even know what his name was, and all that was left was his obsession with the constant pursuit of martial arts.

Above the cave.

Thirty-six Kongming lanterns hung high in the sky, and on each Kongming lantern was a picture of the boxing technique.

The Taoist suddenly stood up, and the extreme energy from his body was madly dissipating. He actually began to disperse his energy and cultivate again.

Practicing boxing is not like practicing swords, magic arrays, and witchcraft.

He will not lose his fists, and he cannot lose them. Therefore, using fists as a means to fight against the enemy requires the determination to win and the courage to die.

Only with fists that are on the edge of life and death at this moment, and only with such courage supporting fists, can he temper every thought of his own like the sun across the sky, without any haze.

He can truly shatter everything, and through this spiritual sublimation, push his own Pure Yang Refining Extreme True Method to a higher level.

In this way, another three hundred years have passed, and the Taoist's thirty-six divine intentions have become superb.

Five hundred years have passed again, and the Taoist's boxing has changed from thirty-six styles to twenty-four styles.

Flowers bloom and fall, flowers bloom and fall.

Years are like a silent poem.

And his story is like a wave.

Two thousand years passed, and finally, the Taoist who had been in seclusion for three thousand years stopped practicing for the first time.

At this moment, he had transformed the thirty-six boxing techniques into five ultimate moves, and his cultivation reached the peak again.

"Unfortunately, there is still a layer of window paper away from the breakthrough, and I can't get in." The Taoist sighed.

At this moment, a rumbling sound was heard.

Suddenly, the gate of Zhenyang Cave Heaven opened again.

After not seeing the sun and moon for three thousand years, the Taoist couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

What he saw were three big bald heads and three old Taoists with sad and angry expressions.

Seeing his figure, the eyes of the three old Taoists suddenly turned into ecstasy.

"Ancestor! There is actually an ancestor who is really alive!"

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"You mean, I am the ancestor of the Nantian Taoist Sect."

"The reason why you didn't call me out is because you are not good enough to even pull out the Zhenyang Holy Palace?"

Among the three monks who fell to the ground and vomited blood, the Taoist stretched lazily, picked up the silk book on the colorful lotus in the distance and took a look, then sighed faintly.

"So my real name is Li Xuanzhen."

"I just sat through a death pass, how did you mess up the sect like this! We were even attacked by bald donkeys, and the ancestral temple was changed into a Buddhist temple."

Before cutting off his own memory, the Taoist had already recorded all the information about his previous life on the silk book.

The Taoist naturally knew his own spiritual imprint.

"Ancestor, after you were in seclusion for 500 years, the alien demon world invaded. Ancestor Li Xuanxian came out of seclusion and led the elite of the Taoist sect to sublimate to the extreme. At the cost of overdrawing his life span, he combined yin and yang in one move and broke through the alien demon world, which prevented this catastrophe."

"It's a pity that the Taoist sect headed by our Nantian Taoist sect suffered heavy losses in this battle. The Buddhist sect took this opportunity to rise and encroach step by step. Now the world is already the world of the Buddhist sect." An old Taoist said in a hoarse voice.

"If it weren't for the halberd mark left by you before you went into seclusion, I'm afraid they would have attacked the ancestral temple of the Wunan Tiandao Sect long ago."

As the old Taoist priest continued to explain, the young Taoist priest finally understood the outline of the current situation.

At this moment, a big monk woke up. He looked at the Taoist priest in front of him with a look of horror and quickly took out a silk book from his arms.

"Senior from the Nantian Dao Sect, I am here to deliver a letter of challenge to the Buddhist-Taoist debate on behalf of the Buddha. This is a misunderstanding, all misunderstandings."

"You are really bullying me because I have no one in the Nantian Dao Sect. You have already treated me as your meal."

"Let's put it this way. The two countries are at war and they don't kill the envoys. I am not an unreasonable person. I have accepted the letter of challenge, but there is only one reply letter, but you have three."

"Three masters, who will go back? Choose for yourself!"

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Two days later, a young Taoist led an old Taoist, a Taoist boy, a young Taoist who kept coughing, and a lame Taoist to embark on the road of the Taoist-Buddhist debate.

After being suppressed for more than two thousand years, the former first sect of Tianwu Continent is now only left with the old, weak, sick and disabled...

The so-called Taoist-Buddhist debate is actually a situation where the Buddhist sect strangles the Taoist sect.

The young Taoist held back a rage in his heart, but he embarked on the journey to the west.

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Smash the vacuum, Pure Yang Holy Fist, five ultimate moves.

This is the realization of the Taoist when he was in seclusion and re-cultivating.

Ultimate in fist, just like fist.

The first punch, the sun and the moon in the sky.

The punch was released, emitting infinite light, a cannon on the head, making the enemy see the sky above.

In Xilian Zen Temple, amidst the blazing fire, the Taoist left with his hands behind his back, and the four old, weak, sick and disabled Taoists followed closely with the flag of Nantian Daomen.

This was the first Buddhist temple the Taoist encountered when he traveled west, but it was definitely not the last one.

Soon, Kulian Zen Temple, Lion Tantra, Wanhua Dharma Sect... one Buddhist temple after another fell into the endless sea of ​​fire.

No matter who it was, no matter how strong he was, the Taoist only threw one punch, the sun and the moon in the sky.

He defeated all the masters along the way.

In Tianwu Continent, a piece of news swept the whole territory like a hurricane.

The ancestor of the Nantian Dao Sect came out of retreat, and the Pure Yang Holy Fist Li Xuanzhen went straight to the first holy place of Buddhism, the Five Elements Secret Lotus Sect.

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"Your cultivation is not bad. You are the strongest person I have seen along the way. It is worth my second punch."

"The second holy fist, Chaos Curtain."

Chaos Curtain.

The fist was thrown, covering the heaven and earth, forming a terrifying spherical aura, which made it extremely suppressed in the aura and unable to move. The fist was permeated throughout the space, and the power of the move was even greater.

The Taoist punched out, and the old monk in front of him was horrified. He saw a fist shadow in his pupils constantly enlarging, and finally swallowed it, and blood mist suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Abbot!"

Accompanied by the wailing of the monks, the lame young Taoist put a red cloak on the shoulders of the young Taoist intimately, and the four old, weak, sick and disabled Taoists carried the flag of the Nantian Dao Sect and continued to travel west.

This time, their flags were held straight, and their waists were no longer slightly bent as before.

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Five Aggregates Lotus Sect.

Buddhist Hall.

All the monks gathered.

The Buddhist monks of Tianwu Continent gathered together, talking and laughing.

"Thousands of miles of orioles singing, green and red."

"Water villages and mountain towns, wine flags fluttering in the wind."

"Tianwu has 48,000 temples."

"How many towers are in the mist and rain."

A monk recited seven words, speaking in a verse.

As soon as this poem came out, it attracted unanimous praise from all the monks.

"Haha, good, Master Wuzhen's poem is wonderful."

"In the past two thousand years, since the death of that old villain Li Xuanxian, my Buddhist sect has really flourished."

"With Master Wuzhen's pearls and jade in front of me, I also got a poem by my wonderful hands, please judge it."

"Thousands of miles of wind and flowers can't see the way."

"Hundreds of millions of believers recite the Lotus Sutra."

"Buddhism is originally headed by Buddha."

"How can we sit on equal footing and share the same reputation?"

"Good! What a poem!"

Just as the monks were applauding, they saw a topless monk standing up suddenly in the Buddhist hall, his face changing drastically.

"Ten Abode Buddhas, what happened?"

"A distinguished guest has arrived. Everyone, please be careful. The Taoist sect has not exhausted its true energy. Please follow me out to greet him."

"No need, the Buddha is originally the leader of the Buddhist path, and the poor Daoist is just a distinguished guest."

"The third holy fist, Qimen Tianqi."

Suddenly, a tyrannical voice suddenly came from far and near.

The third punch is Qimen Tianqi.

The fist intention wreaks havoc on the heaven and earth, cuts the magnetic field, generates violent currents, attracts thunder and lightning, and condenses on the fist moves. Thunder and lightning roar in the spherical aura, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to increase one's own merits, which is the Qimen Apocalypse.

It is common to arrest thunder and send lightning, control gravity, and destroy mountains.

The sky turned into a thunder prison, and thunder snakes as thick as water tanks fell from the sky in a disorderly manner. They actually cut off the golden roof of the Buddhist temple, revealing the horrified figures of the monks.

They saw a tall figure standing with hands behind his back, flying towards him in the air.

A huge spherical aura enveloped the Taoist, slowly rotating, and suddenly the spherical aura suddenly expanded and enveloped all the monks.

"This must be Taoist Priest Li Xuanzhen, who has become famous recently. He is indeed unparalleled in cultivation. However, the time for debate between Taoism and Buddhism has not yet come. Are fellow Taoists a little too impatient?"

"Is there any misunderstanding between us..."

A monk with white eyebrows lowered his hands and clasped his hands towards the Ten-House Buddha. He flashed and stopped in front of the Taoist.

"Stop talking nonsense, do we have to pick a date to fight?"

"One word, one stroke, one stroke. Only those who stand can speak. Those who lose, lie down!"

"Poor Li Xuanzhen, greetings to all Buddhist friends!"

"When I came out of seclusion, I heard that Buddhism had a great talent, the Venerable Ten Residents. When the alien demon world was raging, I couldn't leave the mountain. I sat back and watched my brother, the poor man, fight to the death. After my brother died, he struck out with heavy fists and swept across the world. The summit of Daomen.”

"I want to try the Venerable Ten-Dwelling Secret Seal Reincarnation Skill today. Is it really as magical and powerful as the rumors say?"

The Taoist grinned, his smile ferocious.

The first holy fist, the move of the sun and the moon reappearing.

Under the blessing of the Chaos Curtain Fist Domain, the terrifying fist light enveloped the terrifying thunder snake in the sky and swept towards the monks.

This punch emits immeasurable light, which is breathtaking. The airspace swept by the punch is filled with ripples like fish scales, which is extremely terrifying.

"you…."

"Master, stop talking." In the midst of wild laughter, the Taoist interrupted again, "In order to prevent you from searching for excuses, why don't you all come together!"

"The fourth holy fist, fish and dragon leap."

The fourth holy fist, the fish-dragon dive, is a terrifying movement technique.

The extreme energy bursts out, the Taoist moves strangely and rushes against the wind, fish and dragons dive and leap to observe the Taoist body, suddenly in front, suddenly behind, the figure flickers, making people unpredictable. In the midst of thousands of Buddha lights, the Taoist rides on the void, Suddenly appeared behind the white-browed monk.

The move of the sun and moon in the sky reappeared, with a direct shot to the head, directly blasting his head into the chest and abdomen, and emerged from between the two thighs.

Immediately, the Taoist's shape changed again, and he punched a monk in the chest. The terrifying fist came out and opened a big hole in his chest. After that, his power remained unabated, and he once again punched the two unlucky guys behind him. Cut into two pieces, blood spilled into the sky.

"Everyone, come together and kill this devil!"

The Taoist's fists are so ferocious and murderous that they make people tremble with fear.

However, there is no shortage of people who dare to die. After the initial chaos, all the monks formed formations to fight against each other. Under the auspices of Venerable Shizhu, they attacked and killed the Taoist.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! This is enough!"

"The fifth holy fist! The bright ring of heaven and earth!"

The sky and the earth are bright rings, the fist intention is bright, condensed into a ring, the sky and the earth are bright when the punch is released, and the sky and the earth are dark when the fist is withdrawn, heavy punches are fired continuously, there is no way to avoid it, one punch is better than one punch, one move has nine strikes, Like mercury pouring down the ground, the fist's intention is pervasive.

The Taoist is as crazy as a demon, fighting bloody battles, determined to seek an explanation for the sect for his dead brother, and also wants to use the sharp knife of Buddhism to hone his supreme fist, explore the loopholes in his mind, and step forward Enter the true ultimate Yang realm and break through the last layer of window paper.

boom!

The Buddhist temple trembled and the mountains roared.

Under the curtain of chaos, a terrifying gravitational force burst out. The Taoist actually pulled countless objects visible to the naked eye, and with the force of his fists, he suddenly smashed towards the monks.

The battle between orthodoxy has always been bloody.

From time to time, eminent monks vomited blood and fell from high altitudes, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Now, everyone, help me. Four Buddhist friends, we will take action together!"

Under the cover of the monks, the Buddha's fist, holy palm, sharp fingers, and vajra pestle suddenly came from all directions and bombarded the Taoist's body.

These four people are all the four most powerful monks under the Ten Abode Venerables.

As for the Venerable Shizhu who spoke out, the Buddha Yuan was raised angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes. A strange golden lotus suddenly appeared, projecting immeasurable golden light and covering the Taoist body.

As soon as the golden light hit him, the Taoist's eyes suddenly became confused.

His tossing and turning movements were no longer as nimble as before, but became clumsy.

Soon he received another sharp blow on his chest.

At this moment, the Taoist's mouth was bleeding, but his senior brother's question appeared in his mind.

"Li Xuanzhen, tell me your decision!"

"Do you regret it?"

"It is because of you that the sect has fallen for more than two thousand years. How many uncles, uncles and disciples died because of you. In pursuit of your own martial arts, you indirectly killed how many people. Do you know?"

"You are the sinner of the Nantian Dao Sect, and you don't want to die to atone for your sins!"

At this moment, the Taoist's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a madman.

"Brother! But, I have never regretted it!"

"In order to see the scenery at a higher place, I, Li Xuanzhen, have never regretted it."

"And don't play tricks. My poor brother will never stop me from doing anything. If you stop me and scold me, you are definitely not my brother!"

Unlike the previous silence in front of his brother's inquiry, this time, the Taoist's answer was decisive!

Boom!

A mental storm emerged, and the Taoist instantly tore Li Xuanxian's figure into pieces in the heart lake.

Puff~ The monk Shizhu vomited a mouthful of blood. Just when the Taoist was about to break free from the golden light, he looked anxious and immediately pulled off the Buddhist beads on his neck. He used secret seals frequently. I don’t know what secret method he used, but he made the golden lotus Buddha light stabilize again.

After two more heavy blows, the Taoist’s mouth and nose bled, and the illusion appeared again in his heart.

This time, he failed to cultivate his true skills again, and fell in a pool of blood, unable to move.

Like a dead dog, he waited for himself to rot and stink.

In the cave, a cold voice resounded.

"Li Xuanzhen, do you regret it?"

"I... I don't regret it!"

"I... I am a pure Yang Taoist! Li Xuanzhen! I will never regret it even if I die!"

"Tigers roar in the mountains and whales dominate the sea. How can you know the difference between dragons and earthworms without trying!"

"Haha, I... I remember. My holy spear is unparalleled and my divine fist is invincible!"

"My memory of self-destruction has been broken!"

"I am! The world-shaking pure Yang!"

"I, I understand! (liao)"

At this moment, the Taoist's thoughts were saturated with pure Yang, and there was no more hindrance. The illusion of the heart lake was shattered.

His body changed again. The tiger was born in the water, the dragon came out of the fire, the dragon and the tiger fought each other, and they were cooked and refined! All the spiritual orifices in his body were opened, seven reverses and nine returns... Horrible changes continued to occur, and a majestic warm current emerged. He was actually a pure Yang refinement, and completely entered the 22nd level of the real skill. His spirit filled the void and his strength was all around the world.

"Thank you for helping me break through the barrier and break through the limit again. I saw the scenery at a higher altitude!"

"The Sixth Holy Fist! Everything turns to ashes!"

Everything turns to ashes!

Using intention to create momentum, using momentum to create shape, the perfect fusion of spirit, energy and spirit, the fist is filled with vigorous and powerful essence, masculine and domineering, with a vast calamity force, sweeping away everything, the space appears distorted like wrinkles, and the fist is instantly approaching, and there is no escape.

"Let's use this move to send Buddhist friends on their way!"

Boom!

The body of the Ten-Stage Venerable suddenly turned into powder and dissipated with the wind. Where he disappeared, a space black hole the size of a water tank suddenly appeared.

Half an hour later, the Taoist took the old, weak, sick and disabled four Taoists and left with the flag of the Nantian Dao Sect.

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In the Pure Yang Holy Palace, on the cliff sea, the Taoist stood facing the wind, his eyes were firm, and a lame Taoist suddenly chanted:

"The sky is not high, the human heart is the highest!"

"The tiger roars in the mountains and the whale dominates the sea. How can you know the difference between dragons and earthworms without trying!"

The scene stopped here!

"Power! Power! Power!"

"The spirit fills the void, and the power surrounds the sand world!"

"Good! Good skills! Very deep red!"

"Twenty-nine and five hundred thousand deep red points, it is indeed expensive for a reason."

"This punch has at least three thousand years of power!"

In the Demon Bear Cave, the Taoist suddenly stood up, his face showing ecstasy!