I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 233: Xiantian Bagua Furnace

The blood of the human race contains the greatest secrets of heaven and earth, and people are born with wisdom. However, this is not the case with the demon race. Even if they are the offspring of a great demon, after they are born, their family elders have to take great pains to find all kinds of natural treasures to open their wisdom.

Later, a wise man was born in the demon clan. He took a shortcut and asked the big demons of the demon clan to use the blood of the human race to reproduce. The offspring born could directly open their wisdom and avoid the state of ignorance. Then they could practice the way of blood, and their blood could return to the essence of their ancestors, so they could change from human-demon to half-demon, and even completely transform into demon beasts.

"How did Chen Sanliang get involved with the demon clan?" Zhang Chen looked at Chen Sanliang's receding back, a hint of thought in his eyes.

But Zhang Chen quickly came to his senses and realized that what Chen Sanliang did was not his concern.

Zhang Chen looked at Han Suzhen's grave and couldn't help but sigh. He decided to leave Han Suzhen's body here first. After all, he had turned Han Suzhen's body into a stone sculpture, which would be immortal for billions of years. He didn't have a stable residence now, so even if he took Han Suzhen's body, he didn't know where to put it.

After paying homage to Han Suzhen, Zhang Chen walked easily to his own nest. Looking at the hundreds of thousands of bumblebees, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. The more bumblebees gathered, the more help he would get in the future.

I am not good at close combat. If the Pingbian Palace attacks me in the future, I will have to let them taste the power of the Bumblebee.

Zhang Chen fed the bumblebee and the falcon, then returned to Goulan County and hid there, waiting for news from Xie Lingyun.

In fact, Zhang Chen was not disappointed. Xie Lingyun brought news the next day.

Inside the inn

Zhang Chen prepared tea for Xie Lingyun and filled Xie Lingyun's cup after it was ready. "What a coincidence! I already have information about the terrain you wanted to explore."

"Where is the terrain?" Zhang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The Divine Whip is of great importance. It is the capital for his future survival. How could he not take it seriously?
"Not far from the Tomb of the Emperor's Daughter, Mr. Wuliu from the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion was madly setting fire to the mountain. I led the people from the Inspection Office to control the fire and happened to see the terrain you wanted." Xie Lingyun said.

"Take me to see it quickly." Zhang Chen's eyes were full of joy.

Xie Lingyun nodded when he heard this: "Let's go now, maybe we can see a big show."

"Big show?" Zhang Chen asked curiously.

"The battle for the tree coffin and the body of the ancient god and demon should also come to an end. The chieftain of the Northern Land of the Procuratorate has invited masters from the imperial family of the court. The masters of the court are carrying part of the mysterious power of the twelfth-level gods, and they want to come here to compete for the supreme fortune. Although the Pingbian Palace has some foundation, it is still vulnerable to the power of the twelfth-level gods. I will take you to see how the Pingbian Palace is unlucky. The Pingbian Palace's transformation into a dragon and walking on a dragon almost made it a force to be reckoned with. The court is already furious and must teach the Pingbian Palace a lesson." Xie Lingyun's voice was full of pride.

The two men left the city and climbed the mountain again along the way. They looked at the flames that covered the sky from afar. The black smoke billowed and half of the sky was crimson, which was very terrifying.

The two of them climbed a mountain dozens of miles away, stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the hill where the emperor's daughter's tomb once stood, which has now turned into ruins.

"Mr. Wuliu has gone crazy! The Pingbian Palace has also gone crazy! Setting fire to the mountain like this, I wonder how much luck will be lost!" Xie Lingyun looked at the flames rising into the sky, a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Zhang Chen touched the flying sword in his sleeve that was suppressed by the colorful light, and felt a little guilty. If he had not taken away Mr. Wuliu's flying sword, Mr. Wuliu would not have been so desperate.

But my own five-colored divine light is really useful!

"Look, that peculiar terrain you mentioned, isn't it here? This place is really a bit strange. The Feng Shui formation of the Emperor's Daughter's Tomb has been broken, and the areas within hundreds of miles have been affected. The mountains have either moved directly or cracked directly, but this place has not been affected at all. It's as if there is a mysterious power guarding it." Xie Lingyun pointed to a mountaintop dozens of miles away and said to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen looked into the distance and saw eight mountain peaks arranged according to the directions of the Tai Chi Bagua. It looked like a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, which was very strange.

"Yes, this is the land of the innate Bagua that I want. This place contains the pattern of the innate Bagua furnace, which can attract the earth fire to refine treasures. It is a rare place for refining treasures created by heaven and earth." Zhang Chen's eyes lit up after seeing the terrain.

"They are just eight big mountains. Even if it is the so-called innate Bagua you mentioned, how do you refine the treasure?" Xie Lingyun asked curiously.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "This is a technique for cultivating Qi and cultivating immortality. Outsiders cannot see the mystery of it."

"Refining Qi to cultivate immortality?" Xie Lingyun fell into deep thought after hearing this: "After I went back, I studied the classics on Qi training carefully, but I still couldn't find the way. Are you deliberately deceiving me? Could this Qi training to cultivate immortality be fake?"

Xie Lingyun felt that this Qi-refining and immortal cultivation technique was not reliable and was simply a trick to fool people, otherwise why had he not yet gotten started?

With her talent, she should be able to learn even the most difficult cultivation method.

Zhang Chen glanced at Xie Lingyun after hearing this and said, "When I refine the treasure, just watch and you will know that what I said is true."

Xie Lingyun glanced at Zhang Chen and said, "Okay, I want to see what's so mysterious about your so-called treasure refining."

Zhang Chen's mouth curled up after hearing what Xie Lingyun said. The reason why he invited Xie Lingyun was certainly not because he was idle and afraid that his secrets would not be exposed enough. He suddenly remembered that the old dragon in the Pingbian Palace was hiding in this vast underground. If he caused any trouble while refining the treasure, Xie Lingyun would be there to help him.

Zhang Chen carefully looked at the terrain of the Bagua Furnace with a pair of eyes, with golden light flowing in his eyes, and he saw a mysterious energy flowing on the eight mountaintops. The eight mysterious energy showed eight colors, corresponding to the eight forces of the innate Bagua: wind, thunder, fire, earth... The eight energy gathered towards the center of the eight mountains, and then the eight energy rotated in the center of the mountains according to some wonderful rules and turned into chaotic airflow.

"It is indeed a place of good fortune, it is incredible." Zhang Chen muttered to himself. However, now that everyone's attention is focused on this place, it is not the best time to refine the treasure. He needs to wait until the incident in the Pingbian Palace is settled before he can quietly sacrifice and refine the Divine Whip.

"Come, let's sit here and wait to watch the show." Xie Lingyun found a bluestone spot to sit down, then waved to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen sat down with Xie Lingyun, and saw that the guards of the Pingbian Palace in the distance turned into small black dots, like ants, shuttling among the mountains.

"The Prince of Pingbian was just about to impose corvée labor in the north and summoned laborers to dig up the tree coffin. Unfortunately, they made a wrong calculation. One cannot understand the power of Yang God unless one enters the state of Yang God. The Prince of Pingbian's efforts were in vain." Xie Lingyun said.

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this, waiting to see what the court would do. This place was the north, the territory of King Pingbian, and it would be difficult for the court to snatch food from the mouth of King Pingbian.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen suddenly remembered something: "Oh, there is something I forgot to remind you. Zhang Shicheng's soul has not taken over another body, nor has it reincarnated. Instead, it is hiding in this land."

"The Inspector General has already made some guesses. After all, the dragon-turning and dragon-walking incident is not over yet, which shows that Zhang Shicheng still has a backup plan. But the Inspector General can't find the trace of the old dragon, so he can't do anything to him and can only passively wait for the attack." Xie Lingyun said.

It was noon. Suddenly, a figure flashed in the sky in the distance. The figure stepped on the void. One step was dozens of miles. After a few rises and falls, he landed on the ruins of the tomb. "The Emperor of Heaven and the Son of Victory decrees: This tomb of gods and demons is of great importance. The bodies of gods and demons and the coffins of the tomb must be brought to Haojing. You should be respectful!"

The sound spreads loudly over a radius of 100 miles, informing all living beings within a radius of 100 miles.

"Here is the decree of the Great Victory Emperor. The guards of the Pingbian Palace must withdraw immediately." The figure stood proudly in the void, looking down at the living beings below as if he was looking at a group of ants.

Hundreds of miles away, Zhang Chen couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He only saw that the other person was wearing gorgeous purple clothes and looked extremely majestic. A surging force was pressing down on him. Even though they were a hundred miles apart, Zhang Chen felt his breath stagnate.

"This person is the best expert in the palace, the eunuch Dugu Qiu who holds the seal beside the emperor. He has been a Yang God for 180 years. His cultivation is extremely profound. He can be called the best person in the palace. He protects the safety of the current emperor and is responsible for suppressing the entire imperial city. He is the absolute confidant of the current emperor. If the immortal tree is not born, I am afraid that this person may not leave the palace at all." Xie Lingyun explained this person's origin to Zhang Chen:
“Even if one attains the state of Yang God, his life span will never exceed two hundred years. Dugu Qiu’s life span is about to end, so he must obtain the Longevity Tree. If he can obtain the Longevity Tree to extend his life span, he will have a chance to reach the tenth realm and live another five hundred years against his will!” Xie Lingyun said.

“In fact, it’s not just Dugu Qiu. Some old guys in the royal family would also be unable to sit still after hearing the news of the birth of the Tree of Immortality. Immortality…” There was a hint of longing in Xie Lingyun’s eyes.

Zhang Chen remained silent upon hearing this. Who doesn’t want to live forever?
In the distance, with the appearance of Dugu Qiu, the crowd below surged, and the King of Pingbian walked out of the crowd. He raised his head and looked at the old eunuch standing proudly in the void, with a serious look in his eyes: "When the late emperor conferred the title of the Northland on me, he said that everything in the Northland belongs to the King of Pingbian's Mansion. This move by the court is against the rules. Could it be that you, the eunuch, are forging the imperial decree to ruin the emperor's reputation?"

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects. I don't care about the rules. Since the emperor has issued an order, I must do it. The treasure in this tomb of gods and demons is chosen by the emperor, and I must take it away. You should lead your men back down the mountain quickly, otherwise I will cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split, burying your army, and you can't blame us." Dugu Qiu's voice was full of arrogance.

"Asshole, I am the Prince of Pingbian, a dignified prince, how dare you, a eunuch, fight with me?" The Prince of Pingbian was furious.

Dugu Qiu did not answer King Pingbian's words, but responded to King Pingbian's words with practical actions.

Dugu Qiu was seen grabbing the ruins of the mountain in mid-air. In an instant, the rubble of the ruins shook, and countless mountains around them trembled. The countless rubbles seemed to have lost gravity, and they floated up quietly, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, revealing the tree coffin.

Then the overwhelming rubble gathered together and turned into a big palm, covering the sky and the sun and heading directly towards the tree coffin.

The palm covered the sky and the sun, and it was probably as big as five or six basketball courts. The soldiers of Pingbian Palace were frightened and retreated one after another. The warrior who had cultivated qi and blood was nothing more than an ant facing the huge hand that covered the sky and the sun, and there was no difference between him and an ant.

King Pingbian was so angry that his face turned blue. The secular royal power was indeed vulnerable in the face of extraordinary power.

"Mr. Wuliu!" King Pingbian looked at Mr. Wuliu.

Mr. Wuliu smiled bitterly: "This power is beyond the ordinary and cannot be resisted by human power."

King Pingbian's face was livid: "The court is forcing me! Fortunately, I am not without preparation. Today, we have to see whether the court will still look down on our northern land if a Yangshen ancestor of the court falls in the northern land."

As he finished his words, King Pingbian reached into his sleeve and took out a strand of hair. The strand of hair was lit and turned into a shadow, which was Bai Cang, the Qingqiu White Fox.

"Your Highness sent me a message. Have you thought it through?" Bai Cang said with a smile.

"I want that tree coffin!" King Pingbian gritted his teeth and said, "As long as the demon tribe takes the tree coffin for me, I will open the Great Wall of Bones and let you demon tribe in."

"That's right. Your ancestor Zhang Shicheng turned into a dragon, so he is also a part of my demon clan, and the supreme true dragon of my demon clan. We are one family. When Zhang Shicheng really succeeds in turning into a dragon, it is not impossible for him to compete for the position of the Demon King of the demon clan in the future." Bai Cang said with a smile.

"Don't talk about those nonsense. Now the Yang God from the court comes to compete for the tree coffin. How can you kill him? This man dares to despise our northern land so much. I want him to die here!" King Pingbian's voice was full of coldness.

"As long as you block the seal of the Pingbian Palace, the court's twelfth-level mystics will lose their surveillance of the north, and the ancestor of the tiger tribe can cross the Great Wall of Bones to suppress Dugu Qiu for you." Bai Cang said with a smile.

Hearing Bai Cang's words, King Pingbian looked hesitant. Although he had made up his mind to cooperate with the demon clan, the matter was too serious. Once he took that step, he was afraid that his Pingbian Palace would become a traitor to the human race and be condemned by the world.

"You have to think about it quickly. If you are late, the tree coffin will be taken away by someone. By then, even if the ancestor of the tiger tribe comes, it will be powerless to save the situation." Bai Cang said with a smile: "Do you want fame, or do you want a twelfth-level god to appear in your Pingbian Palace? Think about it yourself."

What do you want?
King Pingbian raised his head and looked at Dugu Qiu in the sky. A eunuch could ride on his head, so why did he need to consider what he wanted?
(End of this chapter)