Chapter 251 Is he very powerful?
After Zhao Gongming left, the small world he created quickly began to collapse.

Yang Ling clearly felt an ancient and powerful force beginning 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 grew stronger, 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 faint blue or dark purple light, as if they were peek windows into another world.

But soon, these tiny cracks expanded rapidly and 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. 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, wreaking havoc in the small world and destroying everything they touched.

Mountains and rivers became fragmented under the impact of energy, peaks collapsed, and rivers flowed backwards, forming a spectacular natural disaster.

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

Everything was sucked into the space crack and disappeared into the endless void.

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

"The Law of Space... This Zhao Gongming is really amazing!"

Kong Xuan said slowly.

Yang Ling was also watching the destruction of the Small Thousand Worlds carefully. He was amazed by Zhao Gongming's law of space.

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

Mastering the avenue of space is also one of his goals.

It is said that there are three thousand avenues and eight hundred side doors, and if one reaches the extreme of any avenue, one can attain enlightenment and become a saint.

But the problem is that each avenue has differences in strength, and some 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 avenues, the Avenue of Space and the Avenue of Time are the most powerful, and it can be said that there is no restraint at all.

Yang Ling watched the destruction of the Small Thousand Worlds for a while, and after hearing Kong Xuan's sigh, he smiled and said:
"No matter how powerful I am, I am still inferior to you, my friend."

Kong Xuan did not refute his words, and said as a matter of course: "After all, I have practiced for countless more years 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 man. The fact that he could say such words was enough to show how powerful Zhao Gongming was.

As far as I can remember, Zhao Gongming attained enlightenment during the reign of Emperor Tianhuang, and his time of practice was indeed not very long. Compared to Kong Xuan, the son of Yuanfeng, his time of practice was not even a fraction of that!
At this time, Kong Xuan looked at him and asked curiously, "What treasure did you take away Dinghai Pearl from before?
Was it given to you by the Saint Taiqing?

I'm just a little curious. If you don't feel comfortable asking, just pretend I didn't ask."

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

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

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

"what?!"

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

Yang Ling was not surprised at his reaction at all.

As his level of cultivation increased, he came to understand more and more the importance of luck.

That is an important attribute that can truly help you avoid misfortune and seek good fortune!
The better your luck is, 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 luck is weak, all kinds of misfortunes will come knocking on your door, and you may even suffer the five signs of decline and be in great danger.

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

One glory and one glory.

Of course, most practitioners will immediately release the binding of their luck when they see that the situation is not good.

However, the deeper the bond of luck, the greater the impact will be, and the more difficult it will be to remove it.

Every sip and every bite is determined by destiny.

When you are tied to the fortune of the dynasty 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 goes, all overdrafts today have already 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's attitude towards Luobao money changed.

In his eyes, the value of a treasure that consumes one's luck has been greatly reduced.

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

Therefore, his use of the Luobao money was completely free of charge.

This is also one of the reasons why he returned the Dinghai Pearl to Zhao Gongming. Anyway, he would not suffer any loss.

Another reason is that he doesn't want to become an enemy of the Three Sisters.

Sanxiao's Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and Hunyuan Golden Bowl are invincible under the saints, and are only stronger than Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light.

Although Yang Ling was confident that he could break out of it, if it really came to that, he would have to fight to the death with the Three Sisters.

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 standpoints, Zhao Gongming's personality would make them good friends.

……

After leaving the Small Thousand Worlds, Zhao Gongming immediately rode on the black tiger that had been waiting for a long time and returned to the top of the military camp.

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

The four generals of the Mo family were also very excited.

The four of them had been captured alive before, and even the treasures on their bodies were confiscated. They were almost beheaded in public.

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

It can be said that no one wants Zhao Gongming to win more than them, to help them get revenge and take back the treasure.

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

Mo Liqing also laughed and said, "I said that Senior Brother Gongming would definitely win. I have never even heard of that Kong Xuan. How could he possibly beat Senior Brother Gongming?"

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

"Isn't that natural? Senior Brother Gongming's accomplishments are obvious to all. He is no worse than those senior brothers and sisters in the inner sect!" Mo Lishou said as a matter of course.

Mo Lihong glanced at Wen Zhong, who was riding on the black unicorn, and remembered that his master was the Golden Spirit Mother, one of the four inner disciples. He said quickly, "That's what I said, but which of my four inner disciples is not a person with great magical powers and profound Taoism?"

Wen Zhong did not have any special reaction to his words. He just stared at Zhao Gongming silently, with a solemn look on his face.

He was not like the four generals of the Demon Family who had blind confidence in Zhao Gongming, so he noticed at the first moment that something was wrong with Zhao Gongming's expression.

There was no smile on Zhao Gongming's face at this moment. Instead, there was reluctance and loss, and even a strange expression of regret and relief.

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

As expected, Zhao Gongming rode a black tiger to Wen Zhong and said with a wry smile, "That Kong Xuan is extraordinary. He is very likely a descendant of Yuan Feng. He has cultivated a five-colored divine light, which is condensed from the innate five elements. Nothing can stop him. He is very powerful!"

"Brother Lian Dao, you are no match for him?" Wen Zhong said in surprise.

"good."

Zhao Gongming admitted this openly.

"In terms of magical powers and Taoism, I am no match for him; in terms of spiritual treasure formations, I am also defeated by Yang Ling..."

Upon hearing this, the four generals of the Mo family felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

They were just bragging about how powerful Zhao Gongming was, and how Kong Xuan was just someone they could easily suppress, but in the blink of an eye, the other party admitted that he was not as good as Kong Xuan...

Oh, it’s so difficult!
Zhao Gongming didn't care about that. After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Zhong and said, "I can't help you with this matter. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted the black tiger under his crotch. The latter roared, and suddenly exerted strength with its limbs. It leaped high into the sky in an instant, turned into a black wind and rushed towards the direction of Mount Emei.

"What should we do now?"

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

Wen Zhong shook his head. He was feeling very confused at the moment.

Zhao Gongming's words had a great impact on him.

He originally thought that those who supported Bigan to ascend the throne were just a makeshift group, but he didn't expect that behind them there were disciples of the Human Education School like Yang Ling, and descendants of Yuanfeng like Kong Xuan.

"Looks like I have to ask my master for help!" Wen Zhong muttered to himself thoughtfully.

When the four generals of the Mo family heard this, they looked at each other and all started breathing rapidly.

They all knew that Wen Zhong’s master was the Golden Spirit Mother, one of the four inner disciples of Jie Religion. She was the eldest sister of Jie Religion and the strongest female disciple in Jie Religion.

The so-called inner disciples are all direct descendants of the master. They not only have high status, but also have incredibly high magical powers.

Legend has it that the four inner disciples had already attained the status of Golden Immortals as early as the Lich Age. Now no one knows to what extent they have reached!

Because the four inner disciples are all practicing in the sage's temple, Zizhi Cliff, outsiders cannot see them at all during normal times.

Even Wen Zhong, the disciple, was only taken to Zizhi Cliff to practice for a period of time when he was young, and he had never seen his master a few times.

After he came of age, he was sent back to Chaoge to serve as an official in the court and lead the Shang Dynasty. He was also an important link between Jiejiao and the Shang Dynasty.

Wen Zhong respected and feared his master, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. He did not dare to get too close to her. He only wanted to complete the tasks assigned by her and lead Da Shang to prosperity.

But now that Da Shang has become like this, he, as the Grand Master, cannot escape the blame. Even the bond of destiny between Da Shang and Jiejiao has begun to loosen.

If the rebellion could not be suppressed and people like Yang Ling and Kong Xuan around Bigan could not be eliminated, the Shang Dynasty might have little to do with the Jiejiao.

Although the connection will not be completely severed, complete control will be lost.

To put it simply, Da Shang is like a listed company. Originally, Jiejiao controlled 51% of its shares. However, due to the strong intervention of Renjiao, the shares controlled by Jiejiao have dropped sharply.

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

As he was thinking this, two figures emerged one after another from the collapsed small world. The former had an immortal look, with faint five-colored divine light lingering around him, while the latter was handsome and tall. They were none other than Kong Xuan and Yang Ling.

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

As it turned out, their worries were completely unnecessary.

Zhao Gongming acted with great discretion and had a good control over his power. The birth and death of the entire small world was completely in his hands.

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

This kind of control over the laws is what Yang Ling envied. He knew that to achieve this level, not only did he need to have a sufficient understanding of the laws of the Tao, but he also needed years of practice and research.

Nothing is achieved overnight.

The same is true for the laws of the Tao. We must not only understand and comprehend them, but also learn to apply them.

"Master Wen."

When Yang Ling came out, he saw that Zhao Gongming had already left, and Wen Zhong was riding on the Black Qilin, thinking about something, so he said directly: "This farce should end. Strictly speaking, we are not enemies."

"Hmph, you have brought chaos to the Shang Dynasty and tried to murder the Human King. I, the Grand Master, will never forgive you!" Wen Zhong sneered.

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

"How dare you! As the king of men, Emperor Xin's life and death are decided by heaven. Can you really kill him at will?" Wen Zhong shouted angrily.

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

This cruel and inhumane foolish king, who has committed evil deeds and brought disaster to the world, has long lost the protection of humanity, so I was able to kill him in one fell swoop!

Master Wen, you should understand the reason behind this.

If he hadn't lost the protection of his luck, why would I kill him? Isn't I afraid of losing my luck?"

Yes, he is really not afraid!
When Emperor Xin was killed, a great deal of luck was indeed lost, but the loss was made up in an instant by restoring full health.

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

He was not in Chaoge in these years, but he was also aware of what Emperor Xin had done. Therefore, when he started the rebellion, he did not oppose Bigan's succession to the throne of the King of Man, but instead used the banner of clearing the court of evil officials.

This move can be described as pretending to be ignorant while knowing the truth.

But if he doesn't pretend to be confused, then he is really confused!
At this moment, he still wants to pretend to be confused!

"My lies are deceiving the public!"

Wen Zhong angrily shouted, "The late emperor was a man of both civil and military talents. How can you slander him so easily? This is clearly a case of you killing the emperor and then fabricating lies to discredit the late emperor. I, the Grand Master, can see clearly your evil intentions!"

"hehe."

When Yang Ling heard this, he immediately understood and resolved the doubts that had been in his mind for a long time.

It was said that this important minister who was entrusted with the care of the young emperor was upright and incorruptible. He held a golden whip in his hand and beat the tyrant emperor and corrupt officials, which made Emperor Xin, Fei Zhong and You Hun very afraid of him.

However, although Master Wen was in the North Sea, he had come back once in the middle of the time and knew everything Emperor Xin had done, but he did nothing except waving his whip.

Some people say that he was foolishly loyal and devoted to Emperor Xin. Even though he knew that Emperor Xin was guilty of unforgivable crimes, he still could not bear to depose him from the throne. Instead, he acted as a firefighter, suppressing rebellions everywhere and desperately trying to maintain the broken Shang Dynasty until he paid the price with his life.

Yang Ling also thought so at first, but then he changed his mind and thought, now that Emperor Xin is dead, no matter how loyal he is, there should be a limit, right?
The person is dead, what's the point of your loyalty?

Shouldn't we accept this fact and turn around to assist Bigan, the only member of the royal family?

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

How can this be done by 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 the Jiejiao, not the 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 realizing this, Yang Ling didn't say anything else.

Because they have different positions, there is no point in saying more. The truth can only be revealed through action!
Wen Zhong also understood this, and without saying anything more, he quickly ordered the troops to retreat.

"Dysprosium~"

The army reorganized and retreated back to the camp.

After returning to the commander's tent, Wen Zhong immediately summoned the generals and ordered them to guard the camp to prevent a sneak attack by the enemy, and explained that he would go to Zizhi Cliff to ask his master for help.

The four generals of the Mo family were very excited when they heard this.

If they could get help from the Golden Spirit Mother, they believed 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 vast and blue, and is the largest of the four seas.

This sea area 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 in area.

There are even giant turtles roaming in the ocean, with sacred mountains on their backs. It is surrounded by fairy air and rich spiritual energy. It is a rare paradise for immortals.

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

This fairy island is not very big, but it is regarded as a supreme holy place by many immortals and gods in the East China Sea, because the Zizhi Cliff, the dojo of the Jiejiao saint Tongtian, is located on Penglai Island.

Zizhi Cliff was originally a cliff on Kunlun Mountain. Similar to Qilin Cliff, its appearance resembles Ganoderma lucidum and its color is purple, hence the name.

After the three religions split up, Patriarch Tongtian moved to the East China Sea with Zizhi Cliff, and first landed on Jin'ao Island, which attracted many immortals and gods from the East China Sea to come and learn from him.

The Patriarch Tongtian welcomed everyone who came to him, regardless of their origins. He accepted all of them into his sect and taught them the magic of the Jiejiao sect. As a result, there were more and more immortals and gods on the Jin'ao Island, and almost every moment there were immortals and gods coming to him to seek the way.

In order to seek peace and quiet, the saintly head monk moved Zizhi Cliff back to Penglai Island, taking only a few of his disciples with him.

Since then, Penglai Island disappeared above the East China Sea. Only the direct disciples and a few outer disciples could find the whereabouts of Penglai Island.

As a disciple of the inner sect senior sister Jin Ling Sheng Mu, Wen Zhong also practiced on Penglai Island when he was young, so he was naturally able to find the whereabouts of Penglai Island.

After flying over the East China Sea for several days on the black unicorn, he finally arrived at a vast sea area.

Although the sea ahead was calm and empty and seemed to have nothing, he knew that the Penglai Island was just ahead.

As he approached, the scenery ahead suddenly changed dramatically.

Above the rolling green waves, a fairy island surrounded by fairy spirits was slowly becoming real. Looking around, neon lights were hanging high, purple air was rising, and beautiful grasses and exotic flowers were everywhere...

"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."

Wen Zhong achieved success in practicing Taoism only after he was older, but his level of Taoism was not very high, and he had not reached the realm of the immortal Golden Immortal.

For an inner sect disciple, this is absolutely a disgrace to the sect.

Therefore, unless it was necessary, he didn't want to return to this fairy island that often appeared in his dreams.

There is a large formation guarding the periphery of Penglai Fairy Island, but it did not stop Wen Zhong, a third-generation inner sect disciple, allowing him to reach the island very easily.

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

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

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

The man had a face as blue as indigo, red hair and fangs, and was about 17 or 18 feet tall. He looked very majestic, with fierce light in his eyes. He rode a five-cloud camel with golden eyes. Its four hooves shone with golden light, and when it walked it was as if clouds were floating. His speed seemed very slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.

Seeing the person's face clearly, 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, no need to be so polite." Yu Yuan said lazily.

As he spoke, his figure became shorter and his appearance became that of an ordinary human, with rough and resolute features and distinct angles.

Wen Zhong knew that his senior brother was the incarnation of Hunyuan Yiqi, and his true form was actually a ball of gas. He did not have a fixed appearance and could take on any form he wanted.

The reason why he has turned into a human form now is obviously to take care of himself, and it is also a way to show closeness to himself.

Wen Zhong was very grateful.

I didn't expect that after so much time has passed, this senior brother still hasn't forgotten me.

Yu Yuan asked curiously, "Were you bullied outside when you came back this time?"

Wen Zhong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It concerns the rise and fall of the fortune of our Jie Sect."

He recounted what had happened in detail without hiding anything.

"Isn't this still being bullied?"

Yu Yuan said unhappily, "I knew you must have been bullied. Is Yang Ling, who was taught by someone, very powerful? From what you said, he has only been a disciple of the Human Religion for a short time, right?
And that Kong Xuan, is he the legitimate son of Yuan Feng? Otherwise, how come even Zhao Gongming is no match for him?"

"Ugh."

Wen Zhong sighed and said, "If he wasn't that powerful, I wouldn't have come back to ask for help."

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

"Thank you, senior brother."

Wen Zhong thanked him, then urged the Black Qilin to quickly reach the top of the mountain.

On the top of the peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, it looks like a fairyland. A magnificent Taoist palace stands on the top of the mountain, its grandeur is breathtaking.

The sunlight 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 is surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and upturned eaves, like an eagle spreading its wings to fly, or a crane dancing gracefully. Under the caress of the wind, it emits a melodious echo, which is interwoven with the sound of pine waves and gurgling springs in the mountains to form a breathtaking natural symphony.

The temple gate was wide open, with stone lions standing majestically on both sides with sharp eyes, guarding this sacred place.

"Disciple Wen Zhong has something important to discuss with Master!"

Wen Zhong turned over and got off the Mo Qilin, and spoke respectfully in front of the palace gate.

"come in."

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

Wen Zhong walked into the palace respectfully, passed through the porch and came to the main hall. He saw light clouds and mist lingering above the cloud bed, 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 unparalleled grace and elegance, like a fairy walking out of a painting, untainted by dust.

She was wearing a glittering fairy dress, the hem of which fluttered 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 up high, and her hair was adorned with pearls and jade, which made her look noble 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 the sorrows and joys.

The fairy held her hands lightly on her knees, with a faint aura occasionally flowing between her fingers, which was the immortal power she had cultivated for thousands of years leaking out inadvertently. Her breathing was light and long, blending with the surrounding mountain wind and clouds, appearing so harmonious and peaceful.

All around, the spirit animals were flying or lying, and they dared not disturb this holy fairy. The fragrance of flowers and grasses intertwined with 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?"

(End of this chapter)