Chapter 251 Is He Very Powerful?

After Zhao Gongming left, the small world he created began to collapse rapidly.

Yang Ling clearly felt an ancient and powerful force begin to surge. It came from the depths of the void, invisible but powerful enough to shake the foundation of the entire world.

As this force gradually increased, the space itself seemed to become fragile and began to show cracks and distortions.

At first, these cracks appeared silently between the sky and the horizon like tiny spider webs, flashing with faint blue or dark purple light, as if they were peeping windows into another world.

But soon, these tiny cracks expanded rapidly, intertwined with each other, forming huge space cracks, like an abyss split by a giant blade, tearing apart the tranquility of the small world.

As the cracks expanded, waves of chaotic and violent energy gushed out from them. They were either as hot as fire, burning everything around them; or as cold as ice, condensing the air into frost.

These energies were like out-of-control beasts, raging in the small world, destroying everything they touched.

Mountains and rivers were shattered under the impact of energy, peaks collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, forming spectacular natural disasters.

Forests and grasslands withered rapidly in the energy storm, green was replaced by ashes, and the vibrant scene disappeared in an instant.

Everything was sucked into the space cracks and disappeared in the endless void.

The entire small world seemed to be torn apart by an irresistible force, and space and time became distorted and chaotic.

"Space law... This Zhao Gongming is really amazing!"

Kong Xuan said leisurely.

Yang Ling was also watching the process of the destruction of the small world carefully, and Zhao Gongming's space law amazed him.

Observing the scene of the small world being torn apart by space will also help him to comprehend the space avenue in the future, and he will naturally not miss such a rare teaching scene.

Mastering the space avenue is also one of his goals.

It is said that there are three thousand avenues and eight hundred side doors, and each avenue can be proved to be a saint if it reaches its extreme.

But the problem is that there are differences in strength between each avenue, and they may even restrain each other.

For example, in the Five Elements Law, metal overcomes wood, wood overcomes earth, earth overcomes water, and water overcomes fire...

However, among the many great ways, the Great Way of Space and the Great Way of Time are the most powerful, and it can be said that there is no restraint at all.

Yang Ling watched the scene of the destruction of the small world for a while, and after hearing Kong Xuan's sigh, he smiled and said at the first time:

"No matter how powerful he is, he is still inferior to you, fellow Taoist?"

Kong Xuan did not refute his words, and said as a matter of course: "After all, I have practiced for countless years more than him. If he and I were born in the same era, I might not be able to defeat him now."

Yang Ling knew that Kong Xuan was a proud person, and the fact that he could say such words was enough to show how powerful Zhao Gongming was.

In his impression, Zhao Gongming was enlightened during the reign of Emperor Tian, ​​and his practice time was indeed not long. Compared with Kong Xuan, the son of Yuan Feng, it was not even a fraction!

At this time, Kong Xuan looked at him and asked curiously: "What treasure did you take away Dinghaizhu before?

Is it given to you by the Saint Taiqing?

I'm just a little curious. If you don't want to tell me, just pretend I didn't ask."

"It's not inconvenient." Yang Ling knew that it would be impossible to hide his treasure from the other party after using it, so he smiled and said: "This treasure is called Luobao Jinqian, which is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that can drop any spiritual treasure of lower grade than it."

Hearing this, Kong Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange color, and he envied: "Such a treasure is really the best of the best."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and continued: "But this treasure also has a fatal flaw. Every time a treasure is dropped, it will consume the corresponding luck. The higher the grade of the treasure, the more luck it consumes!"

"What?!"

Kong Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then the envy in his eyes disappeared. He curled his lips and said: "I take back what I said before. This treasure is really a waste of the title of top-grade! I advise you to use it less!"

Yang Ling was not surprised by his reaction at all.

As his realm of Taoism changed, he understood more and more the importance of luck.

That is the important attribute that can really help you avoid disasters and seek good fortunes!

The deeper your luck, the more you will be blessed by heaven. Many disasters will not find you, but all kinds of good things will come to you.

On the contrary, when your luck is shallow, all kinds of disasters will come to you, and even the five declines of heaven and man will come.

Therefore, most Taoist masters will consciously accumulate luck and connect their luck with the luck of the great sect and the dynasty.

Prosperity and loss are all prosperity, and loss are all loss.

Of course, most practitioners will immediately unbind their luck after seeing that the situation is not good.

However, the deeper the luck is bound, the more serious the impact will be, and it will be more difficult to unbind it.

Every sip and every bite is determined by destiny.

When you bind the dynasty's luck and enjoy the benefits that do not belong to you, you must be prepared to pay the price for it.

There is a saying that all overdrafts today have been secretly marked with a price!

Luck is so dangerous.

While it is of great benefit to practitioners, it is also a negative threat.

This is also the reason why Kong Xuan changed his attitude towards the Falling Treasure Money.

The value of the treasure that consumes luck has been greatly reduced in his eyes.

However, what Kong Xuan didn't know was that Yang Ling had his own way to eliminate this huge cost.

Therefore, his use of the Falling Treasure Money was completely free of charge.

This is one of the reasons why he will return Ding Haizhu to Zhao Gongming, since he will not lose anything anyway.

Another reason is that he doesn't want to become Sanxiao's enemy.

Sanxiao's Nine-bend Yellow River Formation and Hunyuan Golden Dou are invincible compared to the saints, and are only stronger than Kong Xuan's five-color divine light.

Although Yang Ling was confident that he could break out of it, once he got to that point, he would have to face Sanxiao life and death.

This is not what he wants to see.

What's more, he had a good impression of Zhao Gongming.

If they didn't have different stances, it would be quite good to be friends with Zhao Gongming's temperament.

…

After leaving Xiaoqian World, Zhao Gongming immediately rode on the black tiger that had been waiting for a long time and returned to the military camp.

Seeing Zhao Gongming come out first, the rebels' morale was immediately boosted, and they all thought he had won.

The four generals of the Demon Family were also excited.

All four of them had been captured alive before, even their treasures were taken away, and they were almost beheaded in public.

Later, the other party offered to exchange prisoners, and he was lucky enough to survive and be sent back.

It can be said that no one hopes that Zhao Gongming can win more than them and help them take revenge and regain the treasure.

"As expected of an outer sect disciple, senior brother Gongming is truly amazing!" Mo Lishou praised sincerely.

Mo Li Qing also laughed and said: "I said that Senior Brother Gongming can definitely win. Kong Xuan has never even heard of that. How can he beat Senior Brother Gongming?"

Mo Lihai said with some regret: "Senior Brother Gongming became a disciple relatively late, otherwise he would definitely be accepted as an inner disciple by the leader."

"Isn't that natural? Everyone can see that senior brother Gongming's moral conduct is no worse than those of the inner sect brothers and sisters!" Mo Lishou said matter-of-factly.

Mo Lihong glanced at Wen Zhong, who was riding Mo Qilin next to him, and remembered that his master was the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit among the four inner sect disciples, and quickly said: "That's what I said, but I teach the four inner sects Which of my disciples is not a man of great spiritual power and profound knowledge?”

Wen Zhong didn't have any special reaction to his words. He just stared at Zhao Gongming silently, his face full of solemnity.

He did not have blind confidence in Zhao Gongming like the four generals of the Demon Family, so he immediately saw that something was wrong with Zhao Gongming's expression.

There was no smile on Zhao Gongming's face at this moment, but only unwillingness and disappointment, and even a strange expression of annoyance and happiness.

Wen Zhong has a third eye between his eyebrows, which can read people's hearts and sense the target's emotions. Naturally, he can tell that Zhao Gongming is in a bad mood at the moment.

Sure enough, Zhao Gongming rode a black tiger to Wen Zhong and said with a wry smile: "That Kong Xuan is extraordinary. He is probably a descendant of Yuan Feng. He has a five-color divine light, which is condensed from the innate energy of the five elements." , brush everything, it’s amazing!”

"You are not even your opponent, Brother Taoist?" Wen Zhong said in surprise.

"good."

Zhao Gongming admitted this openly.

"When it comes to the Divine Channel Technique, I am no match for him; when it comes to the Lingbao Formation, I was defeated by Yang Ling..."

After hearing this, the four generals of the Demon Family felt as if they had eaten flies.

Just now, they were bragging about how powerful Zhao Gongming was, and Kong Xuan was just someone who was suppressed casually, but in the blink of an eye, the other party admitted that he was not as good as Kong Xuan...

Alas, it is so difficult!

Zhao Gongming didn't care about this. After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Zhong and said, "I can't help you with this matter. Farewell!"

After saying that, he reached out and slapped the black tiger on his crotch. The latter roared, exerted force on his limbs, and instantly jumped into the sky, turning into a black wind and speeding away in the direction of Mount Emei.

"What should we do now?"

After Zhao Gongming left, Mo Liqing looked at Wen Zhong and asked worriedly.

Wen Zhong shook his head, he was very confused at the moment.

Zhao Gongming's words gave him a great impact.

Originally, he thought that those who supported Bigan's ascension to the throne were just some grass-roots groups, but he did not expect that there were both human disciples like Yang Ling and descendants of Yuanfeng like Kong Xuan behind them.

"It seems we have to ask Master to take action!" Wen Zhong said to himself thoughtfully.

The four generals of the Demon Family on the side heard this and looked at each other, all breathing rapidly.

They all know that Wen Zhong's master is the Golden Spirit Holy Mother among the four inner disciples of Jie Jiao. She is the senior sister of Jie Jiao and the strongest female disciple in Jie Jiao.

The so-called inner disciples are all direct descendants who have inherited the mantle of the leader. Not only do they have a high status, but their magical powers are also ridiculously high.

Legend has it that the four inner sect disciples have already become Da Luo Jinxian as early as the Lich Era. Now no one knows how far their Taoism has reached!

Because the four inner sect disciples all practice in the saint's dojo called Zizhiya, outsiders cannot see them at ordinary times.

Even Wen Zhong, a disciple, was only taken to Zizhiya to practice for a period of time when he was young, and he never met his master a few times.

After he came of age, he was sent back to Chaoge, where he was allowed to serve as an official and lead the great merchants. He was also an important link between Jiejiao and the great merchants.

Wen Zhong was both respectful and afraid of his master, the Holy Mother of Jin Ling. He did not dare to get close to her at all. He only wanted to complete the tasks assigned by him and lead the great merchants to prosperity.

But now that Dashang has become like this, he, the Grand Master, cannot escape the blame. Even the fate binding between Dashang and Jiejiao has begun to loosen.

If the rebellion cannot be suppressed and Yang Ling and Kong Xuan around Bigan are eliminated, the Great Shang may have little to do with Jiejiao.

Although it will not be completely disconnected, it will also lose complete control.

In simple terms, the Great Shang is like a listed company. Jiejiao originally controlled 51% of the shares, but now due to the strong intervention of Renjiao, the shares controlled by Jiejiao have fallen sharply.

He must find a way to regain control of the initiative.

Thinking of this, two figures emerged from the collapsed small world one after another. The former had a fairy-like appearance and a faint five-colored divine light lingering around him, and the latter was handsome and tall. They were Kong Xuan and Yang Ling.

They left and returned to the prehistoric world only after the small world completely collapsed and annihilated, so as to prevent the collapsed space from affecting Chaoge City.

Facts have proved that their worries are completely unnecessary.

Zhao Gongming acted very measuredly, and his control of power was also in place. The birth and death of the entire small world was completely under his control.

Whether it is birth or destruction, it has no impact on the outside world.

This kind of control over the law is what Yang Ling envied.

He knew that to achieve this level, not only did he need to have a sufficient understanding of the law of the Great Dao, but he also needed years of practice and research.

Nothing can be achieved overnight.

The same is true for the law of the Great Dao. Not only do you need to understand and comprehend it, but you also need to learn to apply it.

"Master Wen."

After Yang Ling came out, he saw that Zhao Gongming had left, and Wen Zhong was riding on the black unicorn and didn't know what he was thinking, so he said directly: "This farce should end. Strictly speaking, we are not enemies."

"Humph, you are causing chaos in the Shang Dynasty and murdering the king of men. This master and you will never reconcile!" Wen Zhong sneered.

"Master Wen is wrong!" Yang Ling said calmly: "Although Emperor Xin was killed by me, it was because he had his own way of death."

"How dare you, as the king of men, Emperor Xin's life and death are determined by heaven. Can you kill him at will?" Wen Zhong scolded angrily.

Yang Ling said calmly: "Emperor Xin cast a cannon, dug out a scorpion pot, minced corpses, and even boiled living people... The people were miserable!

Such a cruel and inhumane foolish king, who did evil things and brought disaster to the world, had already lost the protection of human luck, so I was able to kill him in one fell swoop!

Master Wen, you should understand the reason.

If he had not lost the protection of luck, how could I kill him? Isn't I afraid of reducing my luck?"

Yes, he is really not afraid!

Killing Emperor Xin did lose a lot of luck, but it was recovered in a moment by restoring full status.

Wen Zhong naturally didn't know this, and he was skeptical about Yang Ling's words.

He had not been in Chaoge for these years, but he also knew what Emperor Xin had done. Therefore, when he started the rebellion, he did not oppose Bigan taking over as the king of people, but he was under the banner of clearing the court.

This move can be said to be pretending to be confused.

But if he doesn't pretend to be confused, then he is really confused!

At this moment, he still pretends to be confused!

"Evil words to confuse the people!"

Wen Zhong angrily scolded: "The former emperor is both civil and military, and he is a traitor. How can you slander him at will? This matter is clearly that you killed the emperor and then fabricated lies to discredit the former emperor. Your wolfish ambitions are clearly seen by this Grand Master!"

"Hehe."

When Yang Ling heard this, he immediately understood it in his heart, and also solved the doubts in his heart.

It is said that this important minister who was entrusted with the care of the orphans is upright and upright. He holds a golden whip and beats the tyrants above and the flatterers below, which makes Emperor Xin and Fei Zhong You Hun very afraid.

But although this Grand Master Wen was in the North Sea, he also came back in the middle and knew everything about Emperor Xin's actions, but he did nothing except waving the whip.

Some people say that he is loyal to Emperor Xin. Even though he knows that Emperor Xin is guilty of unforgivable crimes, he still can't bear to abolish his throne. Instead, he acts as a firefighter, suppresses rebellions everywhere, and tries his best to maintain the broken Shang Dynasty until he pays the price of his life.

Yang Ling thought so at first, but then he thought that now that Emperor Xin is dead, there should be a limit to his loyalty, right?

The person is dead, why are you still loyal!

Shouldn't he accept this fact and assist Bigan, the only royal bloodline?

But in the end, Wen Zhong raised the banner of clearing the court and led the army to besiege Chaoge.

How can this be the behavior of a loyal minister?

After the conversation just now, Yang Ling understood that this Master Wen was indeed a loyal minister, but he was loyal to Jiejiao, not Shang Dynasty.

He raised an army to purge the emperor's side, not to avenge Emperor Xin, but to purge Yang Ling, Kong Xuan, Jiang Ziya and others around Bigan, so that Jiejiao could continue to control the Shang Dynasty.

After understanding this, Yang Ling did not say anything else.

Because they had different positions, it was useless to say more, and the truth could only be seen in action!

Wen Zhong also understood this, and did not say anything more, and quickly ordered the troops to retreat.

"dysprosium~"

The army reorganized and retreated to the camp.

After returning to the general's tent, Wen Zhong immediately summoned the generals and ordered them to guard the camp to prevent the other side from attacking, and explained that he would go to Zizhi Cliff to ask the master to help.

The four generals of the Demon Family were very excited when they heard this.

If the Golden Spirit Mother could help, they believed that they would be able to defeat Kong Xuan, Yang Ling and the like.

That night, Wen Zhong rode on the black unicorn and rushed towards the East China Sea.

…

The East China Sea is the largest of the four seas with its vast blue waves.

This sea is extremely vast, even wider than the four continents combined, and there are numerous fairy islands and sacred mountains on the sea.

Some fairy islands can even cover hundreds of millions of miles.

There are even giant turtles wandering in the ocean, with sacred mountains on their backs. The fairy air is lingering and the spiritual energy is rich. It is a rare fairy paradise.

However, if we talk about the best paradise in the East China Sea, it has to be Penglai Fairy Island.

This fairy island is not big, but it is the supreme holy place in the eyes of many immortals in the East China Sea, just because the Zizhi Cliff, the Taoist temple of the Jiejiao Saint Tongtian Sect Master, fell on Penglai Island.

Zizhi Cliff was originally a cliff on Kunlun Mountain, similar to Qilin Cliff, with a shape similar to Ganoderma lucidum and a purple color, hence the name.

After the separation of the three religions, Tongtian Patriarch moved Zizhi Cliff to the East China Sea, and first landed on Jin'ao Island, attracting many immortals from the East China Sea to come and learn from him.

Tongtian Patriarch accepted everyone, regardless of their origins, and accepted them all into his religion, teaching them the immortal methods of Jiejiao, until there were more and more immortals on Jin'ao Island, and there were immortals coming to seek the way almost every moment.

In order to find peace, the head saint moved Zizhi Cliff to Penglai Island again, with only a few direct disciples.

Since then, Penglai Island has disappeared on the East China Sea, and only direct disciples and a few outer disciples can find the whereabouts of Penglai Island.

Wen Zhong, as a disciple of the inner sect sister Jin Ling Shengmu, also practiced on Penglai Island when he was young, so he could naturally find the whereabouts of Penglai Island.

After flying on the black unicorn in the East China Sea for several days, he finally came to a wide sea area.

Although the sea ahead was calm and empty, and it looked like there was nothing, he knew that Penglai Island was just ahead.

As he approached, the scenery ahead suddenly changed dramatically.

Above the rolling blue waves, a fairy island surrounded by fairy spirits was slowly solidifying from the virtual to the real. Looking around, neon lights were hanging high, purple air was steaming, Yao grass was everywhere, and exotic flowers were blooming...

"I'm back again... Nothing has changed here."

Wen Zhong sighed softly, his old face full of emotion.

When he left here, he was still a handsome young man. Decades have passed, and this fairy island seems to have not changed at all.

But he is already very old.

"If it was Master, she would probably be very disappointed to see me like this now."

Wen Zhong only succeeded in practicing Taoism after he was older, but his Taoism was not high, and he had not reached the immortal and indestructible Golden Immortal realm.

This is absolutely a disgrace to the master for an inner disciple.

Therefore, unless necessary, he did not want to return to this fairy island that often appeared in his dreams.

There was a large formation guarding the outer perimeter of Penglai Fairy Island, but it did not stop Wen Zhong, a third-generation inner sect disciple, from coming to the island very easily.

But just as he arrived on the island, a lazy voice came.

"Hey, isn't this my good junior brother? No wonder the master ordered me to come out to greet him. How come you have time to come back?"

Wen Zhong looked in the direction of the voice and saw an extremely tall figure riding a golden beast slowly approaching.

The man had a face as blue as indigo, red hair and fangs, was 17 or 18 feet tall, awe-inspiring, with fierce eyes, riding a golden-eyed five-cloud camel under his crotch, with four hooves shining with golden light. When walking, it seemed like clouds and rainbows were floating, and the speed seemed very slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.

Seeing the face of the person coming, Wen Zhong quickly turned over and got off the Qilin, and bowed respectfully: "Wen Zhong greets Senior Brother Yu Yuan!"

"Well, get up, we are brothers, there is no need to be so polite." Yu Yuan said lazily.

As he spoke, his figure became shorter, and his face became that of an ordinary human, with rough and resolute features and sharp corners.

Wen Zhong knew that his senior brother was a form of the primordial Qi, and his body was actually a ball of Qi, without a fixed appearance, and he could become anything he wanted.

The reason why he became a human now was obviously to take care of himself, and it was also a way to show closeness to himself.

Wen Zhong was very grateful.

I didn't expect that after so long, this senior brother still hadn't forgotten me.

Yu Yuan asked curiously: "Did you get bullied outside when you came back this time?"

Wen Zhong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's related to the rise and fall of my Jiejiao's luck."

He told the story in detail, without hiding anything.

"Isn't this still bullying?"

Yu Yuan said unhappily: "I knew you must have been bullied. Is Yang Ling from the Human Religion very powerful? From what you said, he has only been in the Human Religion for a short time?

And that Kong Xuan, is he the legitimate son of Yuan Feng? Otherwise, how come even Zhao Gongming is not his opponent?"

"Alas."

Wen Zhong sighed and said: "If he is not powerful, I would not come back for help."

"Haha, that's true." Yu Yuan nodded, pointed to a mountain in the distance and said: "Master is waiting for you over there, go there by yourself."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Wen Zhong thanked him, and then urged the black unicorn to rush to the top of the peak.

On the top of the peak, clouds and mist lingered, as if a fairyland had just appeared. A magnificent Taoist palace stood on the top of the mountain, with a magnificent momentum that was breathtaking.

The sun penetrated the mist and fell on the palace in a mottled manner. The golden glazed tiles sparkled in the sun, flashing a dazzling but not glaring light, as if every piece of rubble contained the purest spiritual power between heaven and earth.

The palace was surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings, dragons and phoenixes dancing, and eaves and corners, like an eagle spreading its wings to fly, or a crane dancing gracefully. Under the gentle caress of the wind, it made a melodious echo, interweaving with the pine waves and clear springs in the mountains into a soul-stirring natural symphony.

The palace door was wide open, and the stone lions on both sides stood majestically, with their eyes as sharp as torches, guarding this sacred place.

"Disciple Wen Zhong has an important matter to ask to see the master!"

Wen Zhong turned over and got off the black unicorn, and said respectfully in front of the palace door.

"Come in."

A clean female voice came from the palace, crisp and pleasant.

Wen Zhong respectfully stepped into the palace, passed through the porch, and came to the main hall. He saw light clouds and mists lingering on the cloud bed above, like a dreamy gauze curtain, dancing slowly, adding a bit of mystery and fairyland to this world.

A tall female fairy sat on it, with peerless grace, like a fairy walking out of a painting, unstained by dust.

She was wearing a radiant fairy dress, the hem of the skirt fluttering in the wind, and every ray of light seemed to contain the depth of the sea of ​​stars and the brilliance of the Milky Way.

Her hair was tied high, and the cloud-like hair was embellished with pearls and jade, adding a bit of nobility and extraordinary. Her face was beautiful and refined, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and there was a faint and gentle smile on her lips, as if she could see through everything in the world and tolerate all sorrows and joys.

The female fairy gently crossed her hands on her knees, and a faint spiritual light occasionally flowed between her fingers, which was the fairy power she had cultivated for thousands of years that was inadvertently leaked. Her breathing was light and long, blending with the surrounding mountain wind and clouds, appearing so harmonious and peaceful.

All around, the spirit birds and beasts were flying or lying, and none of them dared to disturb this holy fairy. The fragrance of flowers and grasses intertwined, accompanied by the fresh air, creating an atmosphere that was detached from the world and seemed to be in another world.

She slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, everything was quiet, and only a light voice sounded:

"You are not in Chaoge, why are you here?"