Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Li Daoxuan's eyes widened, and there was an uproar in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

I am... the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Leader?
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he had asked his father about the name Li Daoxuan. After all, among the names such as Yuxuan, Yuxuan, and Zixuan, the name Li Daoxuan seemed very out of place.

My father said that when his mother was pregnant, she was infected with a serious disease and almost miscarried. At that time, she saw many doctors, but to no avail. Seeing that her body was getting weaker day by day, an old Taoist priest suddenly visited the family and asked her to drink a glass of talisman water, and she soon recovered. Get better.

My father was very grateful to the old Taoist priest and wanted to give him money, but he was rejected.

The old Taoist priest said that he was destined to have a son. If he really wanted to be grateful, he would name his son Li Daoxuan.

This name will bless his son to turn disaster into good luck and live a long life.

When his father told him about this incident, he thought it was made up. When he asked his grandparents, they all said that there were no old Taoist priests at all and that his mother's illness was taken care of by a doctor.

At that time, my father suffered from mental problems because he was too worried. He went to a mental hospital for treatment for a period of time, but later returned to normal.

But he was extremely stubborn about the name Li Daoxuan. In order to reassure him, his mother agreed to choose this name.

Li Daoxuan remembered something again.

The old Heavenly Master taught him the secret technique of transforming three pure beings into one breath. Later, when he attained the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he wanted to use this technique to conquer all the Four Great Paths, but he was worried that his cultivation would be too slow.

As a result, it was as if the Qi Transformation into Three Purities was tailor-made for him. He achieved great success in just a few months and even reversed his luck.

Li Daoxuan suddenly realized at this moment that it turned out that transforming three pure things into one breath was his natal magical power. Even if he forgot everything in countless reincarnations, he could still master it quickly.

Li Shimin nodded and said with a smile: "Tianzun, all eternity has come to an end, please return to your throne as soon as possible."

The green lantern in his hand suddenly floated up, and then penetrated into Li Daoxuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the shabby room that had been in existence for thousands of years was illuminated by a single lamp.

As if lightning struck in his mind, many ancient memories that had been forgotten in reincarnation came flooding back. Li Daoxuan slowly closed his eyes.

Li Shimin's eyes showed a trace of expectation and anxiety.

The green lantern was transformed by the ancient Buddha Deng Deng after his death, and it can awaken lifelong memories of past lives, but Li Daoxuan is too special. After all, he was once a saint.

If Li Daoxuan failed to restore the saint's memory and cultivation, then this plan spanning 3 years would have completely failed.

The catastrophe will consume every living thing.

……

In a daze, Li Daoxuan seemed to see a purple-clothed immortal holding a long sword, standing on the top of the cliff, with a long body, overlooking all living beings.

"Billions of years ago, I became a saint through the Jie religion. The so-called Jie means to intercept the glimmer of life for all sentient beings."

He turned around, his appearance was heroic and handsome, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he was vaguely similar to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan took a step back, showing a vigilant look.

He had seen his senior sister's resistance, so how could he know whether the Tongtian Cult Leader would be a disaster or a blessing for him?

He is Li Daoxuan, not the leader of Tongtian Cult. Even if he was once, in this life, he is just Li Daoxuan!

As if aware of Li Daoxuan's worries, Tongtian smiled slightly and said: "You are not me, and there is no need to be me, otherwise senior brothers and their efforts over the years will be in vain."

Li Daoxuan had an idea and thought of what Nuwa said. The key to Fuxi's calculation was to have a person who was closely related to the ancient world and not under the jurisdiction of heaven.

If he becomes the leader of Tongtian Cult again, he will undoubtedly be influenced by the prehistoric way of heaven, so that all his previous achievements will be wasted.

Leader Tongtian slowly walked towards Li Daoxuan, stopped three feet in front of him, then handed over the Qingping Sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't think too badly of the saint, we were born in the prehistoric times and grew up in the prehistoric times, and we are still ants. They will protect their homeland, and so will the gods and Buddhas.”

"The name Li Daoxuan was the common name I used when I traveled around the wilderness before I became a saint. Now... I give it to you."

He smiled freely, and his sharp sword eyes showed a hint of expectation.

"I became a saint through the luck of all living beings. Today, I will return it to all living beings. Li Daoxuan, go and intercept that glimmer of life for them."

His figure gradually faded, only the Qingping Sword still did not disappear, falling into Li Daoxuan's hand.

With a familiar sword sound, in an instant, it was like a glacier thawing, and everything seemed to revive.

Li Daoxuan felt as if his brain had exploded. Countless insights, sounds, memories, and information poured into his mind like a flood.

At this moment, he understood why the old Heavenly Master and the Empress would say that he must reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm to know the truth.

Because only those in the Celestial Realm can barely inherit the memory of a saint without having their soul shattered.

And only by reaching the Immortal Realm can one not lose oneself under the impact of the saint's memory.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes, and the sword light instantly illuminated the dark world.

At this moment, he has undergone earth-shaking changes and is no longer the same person.

The golden light on the top is divided into five colors, the red lotus under the feet is chasing thousands of miles; the purple energy comes from the Eight Diagrams Fairy Clothes, and the three-edged sword is named Qingping.

Although Lord Tongtian has lost a lot of his spirituality and magic power in the reincarnations of countless generations, a saint is a saint. Even if it is just a corner of his legacy, it is like a vast ocean to the monks.

Li Daoxuan's cultivation soared in an instant, shattering the bottleneck of the Golden Immortal Realm with the force of thunder, and continued to climb, finally stopping at the Golden Immortal Peak.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills have reached the eighth level. The Dantian is like the universe, opening up the Hongmeng Heaven and Earth in the body, and every acupoint is like a star, blooming with brilliant light.

The most amazing thing is the Qingping sword in Li Daoxuan's hand.

As the divine weapon of the Tongtian Cult, this sword has accompanied the saint through countless reincarnations. It has been loyal and has been raised for 3 years. It only waits for the moment when it is unsheathed.

Li Shimin bowed and said: "Welcome the Heavenly Lord to return to his throne!"

"I received a letter from the tide on the Qiantang River, and today I know who I am."

Li Daoxuan's voice sounded long and slow, like an eternal jade bell, reverberating in the world, shaking the rivers and seas with a roar.

He seemed to be a different person, but nothing seemed to have changed.

"Brother Li, thank you very much."

Li Daoxuan looked at Li Shimin, and did not address his Majesty, nor his true form, Emperor Ziwei, but called him Brother Li.

Li Shimin was slightly shocked, with a trace of emotion in his eyes.

They were once like-minded comrades, and together they created the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty. No matter what past lives they had with each other, this brotherly love has never changed.

Infinite light bloomed from Li Daoxuan's body, instantly piercing the world and returning to reality.

"Master!"

Changle's cry was still there, as if the long experience had just passed in a moment.

"Why are you crying? My master is not dead yet."

Li Dao The top of the mountains overlooks the immortals.

Chang Le only felt that the master's body seemed to be emitting a kind of holy light that was difficult to look directly at. Even as an immortal, her eyes felt stinging.

"Master..."

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the master in front of her was vaguely unfamiliar.

Li Daoxuan looked at her deeply and said, "Help me take good care of your master's wife."

After saying that, he stepped up through the air and came to the woman in white clothes. Looking at her beautiful face, his eyes softened.

"Sister, you are back."

Li Daoxuan's eyes passed through her body and saw the soul that was shining brightly.

The consciousnesses of Queen Mother Xi, Taizhen and Yang Yuhuan seemed to have reached a certain resonance, forming a wonderful balance.

Let go of the barriers and make no distinction between each other.

Tai Zhen smiled, bright and bright.

"Junior brother, I kept you waiting for a long time."

The remaining gods and Buddhas didn't understand Feng Qing and rushed towards the two of them, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Li Daoxuan did not use the Qingping Sword, but pressed the sword seal with his hand, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Sword come!"

But with the sound of a sword, murderous intent swept into the sky. The bright moon in the sky turned red, and a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in the world.Those were four divine swords that evolved the way of killing to the extreme.

The Zhuxian Sword, which represents 'profit', hangs on the Zhuxian Gate due east of the Zhuxian Formation.

The Immortal Killing Sword represents 'death' and is hung on the Immortal Killing Gate in the west of the Immortal Killing Formation.

The Fallen Immortal Sword glows red in all directions, hanging on the Fallen Immortal Gate just south of the Zhuxian Formation.

The Absolute Immortal Sword, with infinite changes, hangs on the Absolute Immortal Gate directly north of the Zhuxian Formation.

The legendary Hongmeng's First Killing Formation reappeared in the world after the Battle of Gods, and as soon as it was born, it showed its supreme edge and majestic power.

The gods and Buddhas were surrounded by the sword formation, and bursts of blood radiated from their bodies in an instant.

The three flowers above his head were chopped off by the sword energy.

Jiutian Xuannv sacrificed many magic weapons, including shields and armors, but they were cut into pieces by the flash of sword light, and her head flew up.

There is no god under the Zhuxian Sword.

The Antarctic Immortal Emperor was chopped into pieces by the Immortal Killing Sword, and burned by the flames of the Immortal Sinking Sword, and was instantly wiped out.

Even the Jade Emperor could not withstand the sharp edge of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The crown symbolizing the emperor of the three realms was chopped into pieces. His hair was disheveled and he looked extremely embarrassed. He only managed to hold on for a few more breaths before his head was finally severed by the Zhuxian Sword.

Together with the sword formation, all the immortals were wiped out and all the Buddhas disappeared into smoke!
Li Daoxuan stood in the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, with his long hair flying, looking at the huge face made of stars, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

The stalwart consciousness finally lowered his eyes and looked squarely at Li Daoxuan.

An old voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"I gave you this Immortal Killing Sword Formation. Do you really think you can stop me with them?"

Li Daoxuan said loudly: "Master, of course I can't stop you."

After a pause, his eyes condensed, murderous intent soared into the sky, even overshadowing the four swords of Zhu Xian, and the Qingping Sword trembled in his hand.

"I didn't want to stop you in the first place, because... I wanted to kill you."

The root of everything is because of that Taoist ancestor.

Hongjun is the first saint in the world. Logically speaking, a saint has reached the pinnacle of spiritual practice. However, Hongjun was so amazing and talented that he just created a new realm called Hedao.

The so-called He Dao means to incarnate the Dao of Heaven, become the incarnation of Dao, and be superior to the saints.

Hongjun succeeded, but the crisis was coming quietly.

The Tao is supreme and the Tao of Heaven is ruthless. Hongjun has a very high level of xinxing, but after all, he still retains some personal emotions. It didn't matter in a short period of time, but as time went by, problems slowly began to arise.

Every day he heard the resentment of sentient beings, and there were billions of voices noisy in his mind. What made him feel like he had a lump in his throat was that those gods and Buddhas had taken away most of his power.

Demons, witches, immortals, gods, demons...

These creatures who were born and raised by the earth are born with powerful powers. These powers come from heaven and earth, in other words, they all come from him.

So he tried to quietly cause a catastrophe, trying to make these powerful creatures fall. The war between lich, the war between humans and witches, and the war between gods, he was behind it all.

After those powerful creatures fall, their power will return to the world, that is, back to his hands. The more creatures that fall, the stronger his power will be.

This feeling fascinated Hongjun. No monk could refuse the temptation of increased strength. In addition, he found a perfect reason for his behavior - the resentment of all living beings.

The souls of those who died due to the battle between gods are constantly confiding to heaven and earth. As a person in heaven and earth, Hongjun will hear it hundreds of millions of times every day.

The temptation of power, the stimulation of resentment, and the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years finally made him become possessed bit by bit.

Until one day, an amazing idea appeared in his mind.

What would happen if all those gods and Buddhas were swallowed...?
Is there another realm beyond Hedao?
The evil thoughts quickly grew in size throughout their lives, until they were out of control and brewed into a catastrophe for all sentient beings.

Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Hongjun's voice seemed to be filled with a smile, as if he had heard a joke.

"Disciple, I am the Tao and I am the heaven. If you want to kill me, just go to heaven."

Li Daoxuan was not afraid and said: "As you wish."

In an instant, the sky and the earth darkened, and the stars and the bright moon disappeared.

Eternal night comes again!

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, and with one step, he was about to reach the sky.

"Senior brother!"

Taizhen held his hand and looked at him quietly with her clear eyes, as gentle as water.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Li Daoxuan smiled at her, opened his arms, hugged the soft body into his arms, and smelled the fragrance of her hair. Although he was reluctant to let go, he knew that he had to leave.

"After this battle, we can retreat to the human world and no longer care about these worldly disputes."

Taizhen smiled sweetly, leaned into his ear and whispered a word.

Li Daoxuan looked stunned, and then looked at her with an incredible look.

Taizhen smiled and said: "Senior sister, you keep what you say, but the premise is... you have to come back alive."

Li Daoxuan laughed and stretched out his hand to scratch her nose.

"wait for me."

After saying that, he ascended to the sky, and the purple fairy robe gradually disappeared into the dark sky.

"It's really...not big or small."

Taizhen muttered, but looking at the direction he left, those eyes that were always free and lively gradually revealed a hint of sadness at this moment.

……

heaven.

When Li Daoxuan came here, the ground around him began to squirm, like a monster's intestines and stomach, and the power of consumption swept over him. Even a true immortal would have his Dao fruit removed and become food.

But he was protected by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the sword energy was surging, easily blocking the killing power.

Li Daoxuan did not continue to move forward, but looked into the distance, bowed and said with a smile: "Two senior brothers, it's time."

Two rays of divine light flew over. One looked middle-aged, holding three precious jade, Ruyi, solemn and solemn. The other was an old heavenly master, with purple energy across the sky and countless Taoist charms.

The two looked at Li Daoxuan with a trace of emotion in their eyes.

They had already fallen into a deep sleep, but the three pure beings were inseparable and were inextricably linked to each other. The return to heaven also made them wake up from their deep sleep.

Of course, this is part of the plan.

The three of them looked at each other and finally reached this point. Whether they succeeded or failed, whether they lived or died, it all depends on the next step.

Li Daoxuan made a lotus seal on his hand, and the three-legged lotus flower in the sea of ​​​​consciousness also bloomed brightly, as if it had some kind of mysterious attraction.

Adverse luck transforms into three things!

Yuanshi Tianzun transformed into a golden light and escaped into Li Daoxuan's Niwan Palace. He turned into a thumb-sized person, sitting cross-legged on one of the three lotus flowers.

Taiqing Tianzun transformed into a ray of purple light and escaped into it. He also transformed into a thumb-sized person, sitting cross-legged in the three-legged lotus.

Li Daoxuan's own spirit is also sitting here.

In an instant, Sanqing returned to his position.

Legend has it that the Sanqing was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, split into three, and never reunited again. However, this time, under the force of the catastrophe, they finally reunited and returned to their original position.

Li Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes. In his pupils, there was a flash of purple energy, and the earth, water, wind and fire were everywhere.

The Tai Chi diagram is in the front, the Pangu flag is in the back, the Zhuxian sword is on the left, Yu Ruyi is on the right, and he is holding a Qingping sword in his hand.

An indescribable power emerged from him, and the squirming heaven instantly became quiet, as if it had been frightened in some way.

Those dazzling fairy palaces in the distance rumbled and cracked after just one glance from Li Daoxuan.

The next step is to ascend to the sky and kill the Tao! (End of chapter)