Outsiders may not be able to understand or even perceive that power, but for Lu Chunyang who was under that great power, his body and soul were trembling.

He saw a continuous stream of golden light.

I saw the immeasurable golden light covering endless time and space, standing on the way of heaven, suppressing the endless laws of heaven.

The entire universe is trampled under its feet.

That existence has a hazy divine light around it, with infinite mighty power moving around. The avenue is arched, and the way of heaven worships it.

He couldn't see clearly the appearance of that existence, couldn't see its true form, he could only feel that it was extremely great, majestic and majestic.

Then, from the immeasurable golden light surrounding that great being, a ray of divine light burst out, seeming to overwhelm eternity and suppress it towards him.

That golden light ignores time and space, ignores the distance between time and space, and ignores all the rules between heaven and earth.

Invisibly, a mighty and powerful power spread across the sky and the earth, descending overwhelmingly and suppressing Lu Chunyang.

Yes, it’s just the breath!

And it's just a breath.

But that wisp of energy contained thousands of laws, and it descended overwhelmingly, shaking the psychic sword that had been nurtured for decades in his hand until cracks appeared.

The sword intersects with his heart, and it will take him at least thirty years of hard work to repair this crack.

That existence was unimaginable and beyond the words he could describe. Even just a breath of breath had already severely damaged it.

He had never seen such a huge existence. The omnipotent patriarch in his heart seemed to be an ant in front of that huge existence.

"Incredible! Incredible!" Lu Chunyang's body trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was confused!

He was obviously trying to trace the murderer, but why was he connected with that great existence?

What kind of virtue and ability does the Li family have, that they can actually have a cause and effect with that great existence?

He couldn't believe it, his eyes were full of shock.

"Daojun!"

"Brother!"

Taoist Jian Bing and San Chun stepped forward to greet him.

"Let's go! Let's go quickly! We can't interfere with the Li family's affairs! I want to return to the sect, and I want to meet the founder in person." Lu Chunyang's face turned pale, and without saying a word, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Looking at Lu Chunyang running away in a hurry, Shopkeeper Liu's eyes were full of disbelief: "Daojun Chunyang is a swordsman, what on earth has he experienced?"

He couldn't believe his eyes at all.

What kind of karma did this Li family have to be able to scare Chunyang Taoist away?

Xuzhou city streets

Zhu Liming shook his head: "The magical power of Chunyang Taoist Master is wonderful, but unfortunately it also has flaws. It can only connect but cannot actively disconnect. It was tracked to the door by the innate divine fetus. Fortunately, the innate divine fetus did not care about it, otherwise there would have been a Qi at that time.

The machine can crush it to death."

Lu Chunyang was frightened back, which was a good thing for him, at least he would have less trouble.

The powerful celestial beings have vast supernatural powers, especially the resurrection of the founder-level figure in this world. Even Zhu Liming does not dare to look down upon it.

He is no match for the powerful Heavenly Man now.

Unless you use the power of magic!

But in this life, he just wants to take the path of integrating the law into the world, integrating magic and fighting spirit, and does not want to follow the old path of his previous life.

The path to magic is ultimately flawed.

Only by combining fighting spirit with magic, and then imprinting the law on the bloodline, becoming a bloodline inheritance, and mastering the power of the law with the physical body, will make up for all the flaws.

He has the Dharmakaya of God, so he is not in a hurry to regain his strength. He has enough time to practice slowly and perfect his foundation.

walking on the street

There were bursts of black clouds in the sky, and it started to snow heavily at some point.

Zhu Liming was wearing a red cloak, her feet were stepping in the heavy snow, her eyes were full of thoughts, and she kept moving on the street.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance. Su Donglai's heart was moved. Looking at the moving crowd, his eyes revealed a glimmer of light: "The opportunity has come!"

Taking steps forward, Zhu Liming walked toward the crowd. Before anyone arrived, he heard a burst of pleading from the old man and the yelling and scolding of the young man.

"Uncle, please! I really can't give you this car of coal, so please do it." But I saw a man with a chicken coop on his head, covered in dark cinders, his whole face and palms were dark, and he was thin.

A skinny old man, wrapped in thin clothes, knelt on the ground and hugged the thigh of a young man.

"Go away! It's your honor for my father-in-law to take a fancy to your coal. Do you like this Juan?" The young man was wearing a fur coat, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

He grabbed the old man's dark palm towards himself and kicked out suddenly, knocking the old man to the ground.

"Crack~" There was a sound of broken ribs, and the old man fell to the ground.

"Old man, your coal rubbed against my clothes and stained my clothes. Do you know how much this piece of clothes costs? Even if you have been making coal for ten years, you still can't afford it.

"The young man pointed to a palm-sized black coal mark on his trouser leg.

Then he took out a hundred cents in his hand and threw it in front of the old man: "This piece of clothing, plus this hundred cents, will give you a load of coal."

"Uncle, there are young and old in my family who are waiting for food. It's freezing today, and we all rely on this cart of coal to live. If you take away my cart of coal, how will a villain live? How will a villain live!

"The old man lay on the ground, sweating from the pain, and streaks of black sweat fell from his forehead.

The young man smiled coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, I bought the coal from you with money."

After speaking, he said to the people behind him: "Pull up this cart of coal and let's go back."

With only a hundred cents, I wanted to buy a cart of coal worth at least ten taels of silver.

The old man was already thin, but now that his sternum was broken by being kicked, he might not be able to survive the winter.

People around were talking a lot. Some people were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to come forward, but they were stopped by their companions: "You don't want to die? This is a disciple of Gongshujia. The disciple of Gongshujia who ranks among the top five in all schools of thought! If you offend him, you will be indispensable.

The family was destroyed.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old man cried on the ground and wanted to get up to chase the coal, but his sternum was broken and he could not move.

Seeing the Gongshujia disciple about to push the cart away in a swaggering manner, he suddenly heard a sneer, and then kicked the cart with the sole of his foot.

The soles of his feet were like mountains, blocking the path of the disciples of Gong Loser.

"Hey, is this how the disciples of the dignified Gongshujia bully the market and oppress the people?" Zhu Mingxiao stepped on the shaft of the car, folded his hands on his chest, and looked down at the disciples of the Gongshujia.

"Boy, do you want to meddle in other people's business?" The expressions of the group of loser disciples couldn't help but change, and there was a gloomy look in their eyes.

Those who dare to stir up trouble after knowing the name of a public loser are not ordinary people.

Therefore, the loser disciple did not dare to be careless, but looked at Zhu Liming with his eyes. Seeing that he was dressed in luxurious clothes, with a jade hat, a mink fur coat, and a beard, his pupils could not help but shrink: he looked like a disciple of a wealthy family.

"My father-in-law, loser Xu Ye. Where are you from? Can you tell us your name so that we can hear if you have the ability to take care of my father-in-law's affairs." The leading young man raised his hand and saluted.

"You don't have to worry about where I come from. Every time I see an uneven road, someone will trample on me. I didn't expect that a dignified loser would look like this. It's really disappointing. It's better to be famous than to meet." Zhu Liming sneered.

"Boy, do you dare to insult my father-in-law?" When Xu Ye heard this, veins popped up on his forehead: "If you refuse to give me your name, don't blame us if our brothers are rude later."

"You earn your name by yourself. If you want to gain my respect, you still need to show your ability to convince me." Zhu Limingxiao looked at Xu Ye:

"Boy, I heard that your father-in-law is an expert at playing knife. We want to see him today. Do you dare to have a bet with me?"

Zhu Liming looked at the group of disciples of Gongshujia with a smile.

"How to bet?" Xu Ye stepped forward.

As a disciple of Gong Loser, he will never be allowed to retreat without a fight.

"Seeing as you are a knife player, how about we try out the knife?" Zhu Liming looked at the long knife on Xu Ye's waist.

The scabbard is gorgeous, plated with silver and inlaid with gems.

It doesn't look like a killing tool, but rather like a work of art.

"You want to compete with me in sword refining?" Xu Ye was stunned when he heard this.

"Not bad, do you dare to compete?" Zhu Liming said with a smile.

"Hahaha! Ahaha!"

A group of public loser disciples raised their heads and laughed, their voices full of ridicule.

"In the past few decades, since the Luban family was defeated, no one in this world has dared to fight with my father-in-law, the loser. Where did you come from, a wild boy who is so arrogant and arrogant, and you dare to practice swordsmanship with my father-in-law, the loser?

"The man threw his head back and laughed, his voice full of mockery.

Zhu Limingxiao smiled and said nothing when he heard this, but looked at Xu Ye quietly: "Do you dare?"

"How to bet?" Xu Ye said with a proud look on his face: "You decide the rules of various bets."

"I heard people say that the sword of the public loser is indestructible. The sword on your waist seems to be good, but I don't know if it is the right one." Zhu Liming looked at Xu Ye.

"Hmph! This sword of mine is a fine product made by Gongshu. It is a first-class sword made by Gongshu." Xu Ye smiled coldly.

"What a coincidence, I also have a sword here. I just made it casually. I want to have a discussion with your father-in-law." Zhu Liming smiled and pulled out an ordinary long sword from his cloak:

"If I win the sword fight, you return the coal to the old man, and then shout three times to the crowd: The loser's swords are all scrap metal. If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want!" Zhu Liming said

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"Haha, what a big sigh. My father-in-law is a loser's sword, but he has never lost before." Xu Ye sneered.

Gongshujia has never lost since he defeated the Luban family for decades. This is the prestige accumulated by countless Gongshujia disciples through repeated battles.
Chapter completed!