The stream of light shot into Fan Xian's forehead, and Fan Xian was in a daze. The dense lotus flowers suddenly appeared in his mind. Thousands of lotus flowers were blooming all over the place. The sword lights soared into the sky from the lotus flowers. The sword lights merged into a human figure. The human figure

Drinking and dancing with swords in an ethereal style.

A loud chanting sound accompanied the figure dancing the sword: "With strength to return, with strength to lock, I am a madman of Chu, soar to the top of the blue clouds, the two waters separate the Egret Island, wandering in the floating clouds, the pen falls in the wind and rain, the solitary sail

In the distance, the green mountains are gone, and the stream flows down three thousand feet. There is no other world than this world. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day..."

The lotus flowers flying all over the sky followed the human figure, forming a beautiful and murderous scene. In the end, the lotus flowers and the human figure disappeared, leaving only a cyan sword floating in the mind.

Fan Xian came back to his senses and realized that the Taoist Master had passed down a superb swordsmanship to him. He could not understand the mystery of the swordsmanship in his mind, but he just felt the freedom and aloofness he had just experienced.

His sword power far exceeds the ancient techniques and Haoran sword techniques that he is currently practicing, and he can even feel that this sword technique has transcended the realm of a saint.

Fan Xian knelt down on the futon with a bang, kowtowed and said with gratitude and excitement: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for giving me the Dharma."

Li Ping'an looked down at Fan Xian and said: "This swordsmanship was created by Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai. Li Taibai is also known as the Immortal of Poetry. Since you are called the Little Poet Saint, you are also destined to inherit Li Taibai's Taoism.

I just hope you don’t want to smear his reputation.”

Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai, Fan Xian recited something silently in his mind, and the elegant figure dancing with a sword and drinking wine appeared in his mind. He kowtowed and solemnly said: "Disciple Fan Xian should respect Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai as his teacher.

If he acts recklessly in the future and brings down the reputation of Master, God will abandon us and we will punish him together."

Li Pingan nodded and said happily: "Very good! The path to seek scriptures is also the path to practice. Now that the merits are complete, the tightening curse can be removed." As he stretched out his hand, the jade crown on Fan Xian's head flew out and fell back into Li Pingan's palm.

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Fan Xian raised his head and looked at Jade Crown, his eyes were filled with joy, and his body and mind felt relaxed. Finally, he no longer had to worry.

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Get up!"

"Yes!" Fan Xian responded respectfully, got up from the ground and walked to Daoyuan's side.

"Yeran!"

Ye Ran stepped forward, knelt on the futon, bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Ye Ran pays homage to the Taoist Master~"

Li Ping'an lowered his head and looked at the respectful and humble Yeran below, and said: "Back then, because Meng Haoran of Haoran Academy killed your parents in the Endless Sea, you left the Void Dragon Island in anger and established the Sacred Moon Slave Line in the Central Territory to take revenge on the world. With both hands,

Stained with blood and full of evil deeds."

Ye Ran lowered his head and bowed again and said in a low voice: "This disciple is guilty!"

Fan Xian looked at Ye Ran in surprise. His junior brother actually had such a past story. When his junior uncle killed the dragon in the endless sea, his parents were actually killed.

Li Ping'an continued: "I have suppressed listening to scriptures at the bottom of the well for hundreds of years. I hope you can repent and have a heart to change. I ordered you to be a foothold for those who want to learn scriptures. You have traveled through mountains and ridges along the way, and you have worked tirelessly. It can be considered a meritorious service."

I will make you the mighty dragon emperor and lead the dragon clan on the right path."

Ye Ran kowtowed with a loud bang and said quickly: "Taoist Master Mingjian, my disciple's hands are stained with blood and he cannot deserve the reward. Please take back the Taoist master and allow Xiaolong to continue to recite sutras and rituals in Sanqing Temple."

Li Ping'an shook his head and said: "Reciting sutras cannot redeem your sins. Your fellow tribesmen are still going further and further on the road of burning, killing and looting. Go back! Leading them to the right path is your salvation."

Yeran responded respectfully: "Yes! Disciple understands."

Li Ping'an nodded and said: "Pindao gives you the "Yinglong Bian", which can reveal the power of the ancient Yinglong and serve as the basis for your success."

Ye Ran kowtowed and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Master!"

Li Ping'an stretched out his hand towards Ye Ran, and Ye Ran's eyes were in a trance. In his mind, he saw a two-winged dragon soaring in the sky, with thunderous movements, followed by wind and rain, and every move seemed to be made in heaven.

After a while, Yeran came back to his senses, kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master!"

Li Ping'an looked at the golden hoop on Ye Ran's head and said, "Since you have sincerely repented, there is no need for this golden hoop to exist."

Yeran said quickly: "Please be kind to the Taoist Master and allow Xiaolong to keep this golden hoop."

"Why?"

Ye Ran said in a low voice: "Xiaolong wants to warn himself at all times."

Li Pingan nodded and said happily: "Yes! Get up!"

"Thank you, Taoist Master!" Yeran stood up and walked to the side, walked to the other side of the Taoist source and stood there.

Li Ping'an flicked his fly whisk, turned around and bowed to the Sanqing Taoist ancestors, and said solemnly: "Three thousand Taoist ancestors are here, Taoyuan and his party traveled 570,000 miles westward. After ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, they returned to their true form.

The scriptures can be passed on, and heaven and earth will learn from them~"

"Boom~" There was a muffled thunderous sound above Sanqing Temple, and the high-altitude wind swirled the clouds, forming a strange scene like a whirlpool.

A huge golden cloud fell from the sky and was divided into five parts. One part landed towards Daoyuan and merged into Daoyuan's body. Two parts landed towards Fan Xian and Yeran and merged into their bodies respectively. The other part landed towards Li Ping'an and was absorbed into their bodies.

Li Pingan put it away casually.

The last two parts were divided into dozens of rays and shot out in all directions, and were integrated into the bodies of those who contributed in the westward journey. Clear snow, clear rain, stone, white dawn, pure Ningyi, including mounts such as Qingniu were all harvested.

Li Ping'an continued to look up at the sky. Although this merit is precious, the next step is the most important part of traveling to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures.

A ray of light appeared in each of Li Ping'an's eyes. He looked through the roof and saw a mighty river of luck converging over Sanqing Temple and blending into the Taoist luck. The Taoist luck expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, a physical Tai Chi diagram is formed, suspended in the sky above Sanqing Temple. On the Tai Chi diagram, you can see the fleeting images of countless Taoist disciples, and you can also see thousands of ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Li Ping'an secretly sighed in his heart. All he needed now was a heavy treasure that could suppress his luck. The Taoist fortune looked huge at this moment, but in fact it was just mist. If there was no heavy treasure, the suppression would only collapse in the blink of an eye.

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The luck of the Taoist sect has greatly increased. Whether it is the Taoist disciples in the Western Region or other regions, they all feel that their hearts are clear. The shackles that were incomprehensible in the past are all instantly lifted. Many Taoist disciples have broken through the realm at this moment, and the strength of the Taoist sect has greatly increased.

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After receiving the Dao Sutra, Daoyuan's heart felt like eight claws scratching his heart, and he wanted to return to the Southern Territory. After waiting for a while, he saw that the Taoist Master kept looking up at the sky without any movement, so he couldn't help but said: "Taoist Master Qi, I am a poor Taoist."

After getting the scripture, it’s time to return to the Southern Territory.”

Li Ping'an came back to his senses, looked down at the three of them, and said with a smile: "There is no need to worry, the way back can be through the air or through space. You don't have to walk step by step on the ground."

Fan Xian shouted happily: "It should have been like this a long time ago."
Chapter completed!