Chapter 352: [Poor Daoist Xuandu, I have long been a member of the Daoist sect]

Conquering Ziwei, not only did the Sages descend, but there was also an army accompanying them. When eradicating the major sects, several sages were not as shameless as Lin Xian, willing to bully the small with the big. At this time, the family disciples and holy land iron cavalry who followed played a role.

On one hand, they could replace the sages to hunt down the remnants of the major sects. On the other hand, they also had to see the edge of the soldiers. Only after experiencing blood and fire could they hone a Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General army that could conquer the universe.

Only the outstanding ones among the holy lands, aristocratic families, and dynasties were qualified to be compiled into the ranks of the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, becoming the Heavenly Court's Forbidden Army.

Warships crossed the sky, exotic beasts roared, resounding through the mountains and rivers in all directions, rushing up the smoke and dust that filled the sky, startling the acolytes of the Daoist temple below.

"Who is it, daring to break into my Xuandu Cave Eight Views Palace?!" Just then, a boy with red lips and white teeth flew over and shouted: "Disturbing my master's quiet cultivation."

As soon as these words came out, the Heavenly Court army fell silent, and the Sages also had expressions of having seen a ghost. It wasn't the boy's cultivation; they could all see that this was a great demon subdued by the Eight Views Palace, turned into a boy.

Any Heavenly General walking out of the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers could behead him; he was not worth worrying about.

What truly made everyone's heart tremble were those few words.

Eight Views Palace!

Ye Fan muttered, breaking the silence: "Legend has it that the place where Laozi lived is the Eight Views Palace of Xuandu Cave in Daluo Heaven..."

"One of the nine Great Heavenly Venerables of the Mythical Era." The Old Maniac raised his brows and said in a deep voice: "Could it be the inheritance of the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"It should be the one from the Primordial Ancient Star." Among the Sages, only the Human Demon old man was about to become a Quasi-Emperor, so he had some composure. He narrowed his eyes and recalled the past: "The Ziwei Emperor Star of the Primordial era did not have the Eight Views Palace orthodoxy."

The Laozi orthodoxy was even more terrifying than the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun orthodoxy. The Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun had already perished, but Li Er was still alive!

The Xuandu Cave Eight Views Palace looked like only a few palaces and a few tiles, just an ordinary major sect, and the Heavenly Court army could sweep it away at any time.

But the problem was, what after sweeping it away?

If they finished dismantling the Eight Views Palace and destroyed the Laozi orthodoxy, and a few days later a Ninth Heaven Quasi-Emperor, a Dao-Prover, an Emperor corpse that had gained intelligence, a Supreme-level Li Er came to talk to you, what would you do?

The Sages didn't speak, and the Heavenly Soldiers didn't move, knowing that the Ziwei Emperor Star had a deep foundation, but they didn't expect the water to be so deep.

Just as they went out, they ran into a Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun inheritance.

Both sides were afraid of each other. The Sages feared Li Er. The four Quasi-Emperors of Earth were all Supreme-level figures. Not long ago, they had just witnessed the demeanor of Shakyamuni, so how could they underestimate Laozi?

"You, who exactly are you..."

The gate-keeping Daoist boy was directly scared silly. He had never seen so many powerhouses, Kings, and the few big figures on the warships. Could they be the legendary Sages?

In the era of difficult Dao cultivation, although Ziwei was not as deeply suppressed as the Big Dipper and had current-era Kings, it hadn't produced a sage for thousands of years. Sages were an ancient legend.

"Who are we? We are the Heavenly Court. Counting it up, this poor Daoist has some origins with the Old Lord." Lin Xian chuckled, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Actually, I am also a member of the Daoist sect!"

"Heavenly Court? Master, save me!" The Daoist boy screamed, a look of incredulity appearing in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to escape.

"Where are you going, boy."

Lin Xian smiled slightly, grabbed the Daoist boy turned from a great demon with a casual pinch. He was at the half-step Zhan Dao realm. Placed in the Big Dipper, it wasn't enough to look at, but in this Ziwei star where there wasn't a single Emperor Weapon and sages were hidden, he was a first-class powerhouse in the world.

"Let your master come out to pay respects to the Heavenly Court Emperor Zun. Today, the Old Lord's lineage should return to the Heavenly Court."

"My master is in seclusion." The Daoist boy was terrified, trembling: "Only the Second Master Yin Tianzhi is presiding over the Daoist temple."

"Surname Yin? Could it be the lineage of the Wenshi True Person Yin Xi." Lin Xian glanced sideways, gazing at the mountains and rivers, while interrogating the Daoist boy, while examining the Taiqing Holy Realm.

In legend, Laozi's Daoist temple had beautiful peaks, flying spiritual birds, cinnabar cliffs and strange rocks, flying waterfalls like silk. On the cliffs and under the absolute cliffs, there were spiritual mushrooms, surrounded by clouds and auspiciousness.

This piece of pure land was not large, just a place for quiet cultivation, not a holy land, with only a few people cultivating.

It indeed conformed to the tradition of Laozi's lineage, valuing quality over quantity.

"Who are you, why are you capturing my boy?"

"My big brother has only been in seclusion for a year, and someone is already impatient to have designs on the Eight Views Palace?!"

The sound of fighting outside was huge, startling a young man in the Eight Views Palace. He saw him walking with the stride of a dragon and a tiger, wearing five-colored dragon clothes, a purple-gold crown on his head, and a high-spirited appearance, like a Heavenly King descending to the world. His blood energy was extraordinary, and he was actually at the Immortal Two realm.

It was Yin Tianzhi, the younger brother of Yin Tiande, the successor under Laozi.

"What do you mean by having designs on the Eight Views Palace."

Lin Xian chuckled, made a Daoist salute, and said leisurely: "This poor Daoist is Xuandu, I have long been a guest in the Eight Views Palace. In terms of seniority, you still have to call me Ancestor Master."

"You haven't worshipped the Moral One, so you can only count as a registered disciple. Call your brother out to talk."

Yin Tianzhi stepped out of the pure land, saw the vast Heavenly Court warships, and was also stunned. Hearing Lin Xian claim to be a member of the Daoist sect, he couldn't help but instinctively retort: "On the Ziwei Star, only my big brother obtained the inheritance of the Taiqing Holy Realm Eight Views Palace. You are also a wild Daoist from somewhere!"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Tianzhi's expression turned pale. He was used to being presumptuous relying on his brother's reputation and had always been impolite in his speech.

But the murderous Heavenly Court warships would not indulge him.

"KILL!!!"

Countless Heavenly Soldiers roared, thousands of Heavenly Generals scolded. The Barbarian warriors who had once leveled the Northern Plains Wang family glared, flowing out one strand of murderous aura after another, the aura connecting into a piece, startling the meteorites in the starry sky to be on the verge of falling.

"Wild Daoist, hehe... I have also been to the Great Lei Yin Temple and met Shakyamuni. Even the Buddha would not scold me like this."

"But I didn't expect to be humiliated like this in front of the Eight Views Palace."

"In the end, you haven't cultivated the Moral One. Looking at you dressed in dragon robes, rich and noble, where is there any appearance of quiet cultivation."

Lin Xian struck violently, like a peerless King attacking, stepping on mountains and rivers, startling heaven and earth. The terrifying aura made Yin Tianzhi change color.

Although he was comparable to a Saint Master and roamed Ziwei, Lin Xian's combat power was already comparable to a King who had cut the Dao.

Attacking from above, fighting in a smooth situation, there was no suspense at all, crushing like dry weeds and rotten wood.

"My brother Yin Tiande has the qualifications to become an Emperor. You can't treat me like this!" Yin Tianzhi roared, using various secret arts, but it was useless. Lin Xian easily shattered them.

He considered himself no match and, while fleeing, brought out his brother.

Above his head appeared three auspicious clouds, and then three immortal lights rushed out from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, constantly deforming, evolving toward the human body. The three immortal lights combined with the auspicious clouds, turning into three Yin Tianzhis killing toward Lin Xian.

One Qi Transforms Three Clears!

Yin Tianzhi hoped that his three incarnations could stop Lin Xian, buying some time for himself to escape back to the Taiqing Holy Land.

Inside Xuandu Cave, a large piece of blazing brilliance rushed up, a complex array pattern appeared, and at the same time, a void world opened, appearing a new world.

In the deepest part, a piece of ancient palace, simple and natural, was the Eight Views Palace.

"As long as I escape into the Eight Views Palace, there is hope of survival!" Yin Tianzhi roared and shouted in his heart, his eyes burning with the brilliance called hope.

"If it weren't for the sake of the Old Lord, having some origins, I would have let the Sages sweep it away long ago. Want to leave? Can you leave?" Lin Xian said indifferently, just pushing his Daoist crown slightly, and the One Qi Transforms Three Clears of the first generation version was unfolded.

The Innate One Qi sprayed out, returning to the Great Void, involving the past, future, and present three bodies. In the blink of an eye, he turned into three Daoists, entangling Yin Tianzhi's three incarnations.

It was just a strike, and two of the incarnations popped and disappeared, becoming two groups of clear Qi again, leaving only one incarnation struggling to support, but it didn't support for long, and it shattered after a dozen hits.

"One Qi Transforms Three Clears!" The captured Daoist boy's eyes condensed, and he said in a loss: "How can you also do it."

"I already said, this poor Daoist comes from the Heavenly Court." Lin Xian said leisurely, smiling indifferently: "The Yin family's One Qi Transforms Three Clears is female, and my One Qi Transforms Three Clears is male. When your female one sees my male one, it's not effective."

The Daoist boy only felt he was going crazy. What male and female? Are there gender differences in scripture and divine arts these days?

"Golden Horn and Silver Horn are much calmer than you."

Lin Xian shook his head, casually threw the great demon Daoist boy in front of the mountain gate, and said leisurely: "To guard the Eight Views Palace, your Dao cultivation is still too shallow. No matter what, it should be two Sages."

Then, in the eyes of the Daoist boy and Yin Tianzhi who were incomparably terrified, stunned, and puzzled, Lin Xian ignored the heavy restrictions of the Taiqing Holy Realm and walked in.

"In the end, he is not Laozi's true successor, his character is still too poor."

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty is hard to escape."

Lin Xian crossed the mountain gate, grabbed Yin Tianzhi like grabbing a chicken, but didn't kill him. Using the supernatural power of the Five Finger Mountain, he backhanded him and pressed him on a towering mountain, then looked up and gazed into the depths of the Taiqing Holy Realm.

The Eight Views Palace inside was shrouded in purple Qi, hazy, and couldn't be seen through at all. It seemed like an ancient King was sitting in the middle, but it was difficult to witness the truth.

Compared to the frivolous Yin Tianzhi, the Yin Tiande inside was the true successor of Laozi, standing in the Eight Forbidden realm, the first genius among the younger generation to show the Divine Forbidden.

Compared to Wang Teng's so-called ancient Emperor reincarnation and Emperor qualifications, Yin Tiande was more like a young Emperor.

Possessing the Divine Forbidden realm meant touching the Great Emperor Dao fruit and having an admission ticket to compete on the Emperor Road. Even if he met a true ancient Emperor reincarnation, he would have the strength to fight.

Now that even his younger brother had been captured, Yin Tiande still hadn't come out of seclusion.

Or in his mind, the Great Dao was more important than family affection.

"Refining pills in the room, mixing with Wu and Ji, the furnace has medicine to seize the Innate, born as a guest in the Eight Views Palace, not counting how many ten thousand years in the human world."

"Legend has it that the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun refines immortal pills. I wonder if there are any Nine-Turn Immortal Pills left in the Eight Views Palace?"

Lin Xian said leisurely, between his eyebrows, the golden divine mark slowly opened, blooming with immeasurable immortal light. It was the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye inherited from the Luan Gu Great Emperor.

Nine Emperor characters were imprinted in it, as if heaven and earth were evolving, the Great Dao was chanting, seeing through all reality and falsehood in the human world.

Only a Great Emperor could fight a Great Emperor. To see through what Laozi left behind, one must use true Emperor arts.

One strand of divine light after another bloomed, breaking through the heavy purple Qi, and the eyes fell toward that palace. The Eight Views Palace floated in the chaotic Qi, seemingly existing in the human world, but also seemingly sitting outside the thirty-three heavens.

"OPEN!"

Lin Xian shouted, the third divine eye opened and closed, as deep and dark as the dark universe, unfathomable. The ancient stars were all in it, flickering and reborn. In an instant, it seemed like millions of years had passed.

He looked through the thirty-three heavens, peeping at the truth of the Eight Views. Deep in his eyes appeared: First View: Vast Sea and Cangming; Second View: Mountains Winning Kunyue; Third View: Zhonghua Shenxiu; Fourth View: Moon and Sun Yaohui; Fifth View: Yaoguang Luohuan; Sixth View: Water Mist and Smoke Clouds; Seventh View: Clouds and Rainbow Abyss; Eighth View: Falling Star River; Ninth View: Chaotic Hongmeng.

There are nine views in the Eight Views Palace, which is normal. In that Chaotic Hongmeng, there was actually a Daoist sitting, with an ordinary appearance, not tall, and somewhat similar to Yin Tianzhi, whom Lin Xian had just captured, between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

A man who looked very ordinary no matter how you looked at him, without any Emperor son temperament, belonged to the kind of ordinary person who was hard to find even if thrown into a sea of people.

"A bit like Ji Zi, blunting his sharpness, untying his confusion, harmonizing his light, and mingling with his dust, this is called mysterious sameness."

Lin Xian said in a low voice. Yin Tiande in the Eight Views Palace seemed to sense it, suddenly raised his head, and divine light erupted between his eyes, colliding with the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye.

Boom—!

Just like the opening of chaos, like the beginning of the universe, the thirty-three heavens all rolled out, the aura was incomparably terrifying, just like a true King of Zhan Dao.

"Zhan Dao, right? Divine Forbidden, right."

Lin Xian's expression was calm, one finger pointing to the sky, one finger pointing to the earth, and he shouted: "Respectfully invite the Sages to descend!"

Before the words fell, the battlefield roared, one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals lined up, and one Sage after another stood outside the Eight Views Palace. But, out of respect for Laozi, they did not step into the Taiqing Holy Realm.

Li Er was not an enemy, but one of the most important combat forces of the Heavenly Court. Unless it was the last moment, the Sages didn't want to offend him.

A junior like Lin Xian who knew One Qi Transforms Three Clears going in was just a slight conflict. Even if Laozi settled accounts later, he could argue a bit.

"Yin Junior Brother..."

Lin Xian smiled slightly, pointing to the warships and Sages outside: "Either you come out, or they go in."

After a brief silence, the gate of the Eight Views Palace slowly opened. Yin Tiande didn't know the relationship between Laozi and the Heavenly Court; he only saw the terror of the Sages.

In the face of enlightenment and life, Yin Tiande chose the latter.

Only by living could he understand the Dao and have hope of fighting for the Emperor position.

"This Senior Brother, where do you come from?" Yin Tiande walked out of the Eight Views Palace and asked slowly.

"Coming from the Heavenly Court, coming from the Big Dipper, coming from the Primordial." Lin Xian's expression was indifferent, and he said leisurely: "Also coming to save Junior Brother. I see that your forehead is black, and there will be a disaster of blood in the near future."

"Disaster? Aren't you the biggest disaster?" Yin Tianzhi's mouth twitched, looking at the Sages outside the door, took a deep breath, endured his temper, and followed Lin Xian's words: "Where does this disaster come from."

Lin Xian chuckled, didn't explain in detail, and asked in return: "I heard that the Moon God Son Duanmu Ming, the Golden Crow Sixth Prince Lu Ya, and the Sanque Daoist of the Mingling Longevity Temple are all your sworn brothers, Junior Brother Yin."

"That is indeed the case." Yin Tiande nodded.

"This is where the disaster starts." Lin Xian said incomparably coldly: "The various sects should be destroyed!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 353 =====