Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 301 The Birth of the Nine Cauldrons
"Wow——!"

"That! What is that!"

"Nine-light divine light!"

"This, this wall of light stretches for hundreds of miles! This is too outrageous!"

"Could it be that a natural treasure has appeared?"

"What kind of natural treasure could have such power?"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Earthquake! Another earthquake!"

"The heavens are shaking! Demons are emerging! The seal is broken! The destiny is in complete chaos!"

"What on earth is going on? How could such a strange change happen?"

"Ah! I got it! The Nine Cauldrons! The Nine Cauldrons are buried here!"

"It turns out that the Genzhou Ding has appeared in the world!"

"Genzhou Ding! Does that mean whoever gets it will get Genzhou?"

“Grab it!!”

As the Hundred Miles Crack's immortal light gushed out, flames shot up into the sky, and the mountains shook and the earth trembled. All forces were attracted by the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth and the change of destiny, and gathered together, rushing down the ditch to compete for the immortal opportunity.

For a time, people from all sides killed each other in large numbers and blood flowed like a river. Many people were infected by the remaining death energy and died in the valley.

However, in order to fight for the Nine Cauldrons, immortal fate, and destiny, countless forces still swarmed in and rushed into the valley to explore. For a time, the destiny was in chaos, countless people were killed and injured, and it turned into a huge killing calamity!
And in the midst of this chaotic fighting crowd, a group of warriors wearing straw raincoats were riding their horses, braving the wind and bloody rain, to join this feast of killing.

Suddenly, a purple aura fell from the sky, and a man flew in and stopped the cavalry.

"Dad, there are clouds rolling ahead, thunder and fire, there must be a battle between immortals!"

The middle-aged leader Lema asked,

"Is there any place to stay nearby?"

The young man said,
"There is a temple ten miles to the south!"

"Brothers, let's wait here for a while and avoid this disaster."

"Yes."

So everyone turned around and rushed to the dilapidated temple that the young man had found.

This is a dilapidated City God Temple. In the past, it was probably a god who was sent by the Immortal Palace to guard an area. But now the Kingdom of Gen Kingdom has collapsed, and Ye City has been usurped by the rebel king. Recently, the mountains and rivers have been shattered, and the country has collapsed. The statue of the City God has also collapsed and turned into yellow earth fragments.

The warriors tied their horses in the temple, skillfully set traps on all sides, planted talisman flags, and secretly placed talismans to guard against sudden attacks by demons and wild beasts. Then they lit a fire in the temple to cook and prepare to rest for a night before making any plans.

"Father, the medicinal food is ready, please have some."

The young man presented the medicinal food, and the middle-aged man looked sad.

"Jun'er, the disaster is dangerous. If this fails, you can go back to the mountains."

The young man advised,

"Father, Master said that the world is in chaos now, the traitor Shi Jiao is on the rise, and the general is cowardly. Why do you have to fight for the top spot?

It is better to keep a useful body and wait for the right time to fight for the Central Plains..."

The middle-aged man shook his head.
"If everyone had just done what he said and kept themselves safe, waiting for the right time, the world would have been full of wolves long ago.

You don't have to say anything. My family has been blessed by heaven for generations, and we have been guarding the river pass. Today, I can't defend the land and keep the people safe. The only thing I can do is to die for my country.

It doesn’t matter, I should have died a long time ago.”

The young man wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly someone outside the house said loudly,
"This is the place where the governor of Pingyuan comes!"

"Who is coming!"

The young man immediately drew his sword and guarded the door. The warriors also drew their bows and arrows and climbed up the courtyard wall in three steps to be on guard.

Then four people walked outside the temple, clasped their fists and said,

"Please don't blame me, we brothers have no ill intentions."

"I have long heard that Duke Pingyuan worked hard and made great contributions. He was steadfast in his resolve and was the first to raise the banner of justice and resist the bandit chieftain. He is truly a role model for civil and military officials and a model for all officials."

"I heard that your brother, Duke Changshan, was murdered. The general was deeply saddened and has reported this to Your Majesty, requesting that you both be granted titles of nobility and that you be appointed Minister of Education."

"We, the Left Supervisor of the Imperial Court, are here on the orders of the General to visit you and escort you back to the capital to take up your new post."

The young man was overjoyed when he heard this. He jumped up to the door and took a look. He saw the other party's clothes and appearance, and he was clearly a master of the Six Gates. With the token in his hand and his strong body, he knew that what he said was true. He immediately said,

“Father, you are truly a reinforcement for Gyeonggi.”

The middle-aged man also knew that the three outside were masters of the Six Gates, so he straightened his clothes and invited the four left-hand guards to come into the temple to meet him.

"I am a sinner, Yan Wenzhong, who was defeated and lost his territory. I have no face to see His Majesty. I am honored to be in such a high position. Please return."

The four priests advised,
"We have finally found you, sir. How can we abandon you?"

"Why should we defend Pingyuan? Victory and defeat are common in the military, and driving out the bandits is not a one-day job."

"That's right. To counterattack in the future, we will still rely on you to raise your arms and recover Hebei."

"A rare treasure has appeared in this place. It is very dangerous. Guardians of the plain should think twice."

Yan Wenzhong shook his head.
“You may not know that the imperial court is full of famous ministers and brave generals, and they don’t lack a defeated general like me.

What's more, Genzhou is now exhausted, people's lives are difficult, and there is no spare energy to raise an army of justice. What use can an old man like me be?

But today the destiny has changed, the Nine Cauldrons have appeared in the world, and I have heard the rumors that although this journey is dangerous, there may be a chance to see the Nine Cauldrons.

After much thought, I decided that instead of going back to Sanyuan to retire and wait for death, I might as well try my luck.

If we can retrieve the Genzhou Ding for the Emperor, there may still be hope for rebuilding the world..."

When the left guards heard this,

“Please forgive my rudeness, but the Nine Cauldrons, a divine weapon that can suppress the destiny of a country, is probably not something that ordinary people like us can obtain?
"Yes, if you want to take the tripod, wouldn't it seem a bit... presumptuous?"

Before Yan Wenzhong could open his mouth, Jun'er couldn't help but say,
"It would be best if the Lord of Genzhou came to take the Genzhou Ding, but what can we do if he doesn't come himself?"

As a result, everyone was speechless for a moment, the atmosphere was awkward, and no one dared to speak nonsense and slander the government.

Yan Wenzhong sighed again.
“Thanks to the king’s grace, I have served as the third teacher of the Eastern Palace and assisted the crown prince. I have also received guidance from Taifu on the key points. I should have a chance to retrieve this tripod.

I am devoted to the country, so I don't care about those rumors. I hope you can help me. If I can successfully protect the Nine Cauldrons and return them to the Three Enclosures, I may be able to help the general and stabilize the world as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the four of them looked at each other.

In fact, the four of them were originally ordered to hunt down the immortal thief Liu Xiaoliu, but they were suddenly killed by a sword fairy who appeared out of nowhere. They were frightened and fled all the way back to the interior of the country, not knowing how to report.

This time, they heard that some rare treasure had been born, so they came here to try their luck and have a chance to meet the immortal. But they really got lucky and recognized the famous Yan Pingyuan from afar. They followed him all the way, intending to kidnap him and take him back to make amends for their sins.

Now that the person has been found, the matter is mostly settled. Who would have thought that the other party actually has clues about the Genzhou Ding. If he can find the Nine Dings along the way, wouldn't it be a great achievement, and he will be able to be a marquis and a general in the near future, and wealth and honor will be within his reach!
So they quickly exchanged opinions, nodded and bowed,

"Pingyuan Shougong is loyal to the country, has worked hard and made great contributions, and is sincere. We will definitely protect him and lead him."

"Thank you all for your help."

"Alas, Ziwei's fate is over, and a foolish dog and pig has been appointed as the third minister. He has repeatedly ignored the advice of loyal ministers, and it is inevitable that he will be attacked by the sword in the palace."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a person lying on the beam groaning.

"Who is it!" "Pingyuan, be careful!"

The four priests quickly guarded the core of the plain.

The man on the beam crossed his legs and said,

"Yan Pingyuan, even if there are 80,000 pigs, it would take three days and three nights to catch them all. Your general sent away 80,000 troops in one day. I would say he is worse than pigs and dogs. You still want to send the Genzhou Ding to him? Even pigs would shake their heads."

The warriors were as if they were facing a great enemy, but Jun'er looked at them carefully and was not afraid at all. He bowed his head and said,
"Yan Jun, an outer disciple of Magu Mountain, greets you, senior."

The man on the beam laughed.

"Magushan acted quite quickly. As expected of a Confucianist and Taoist master, he has gained an advantage by winning over the children of aristocratic families. Who is your master?"

Sternly said,
"My master calls himself Qingluo Jushi."

"Oh my, Boss Cai is teaching you personally. That's really a big investment!"

When the man on the beam heard this, he turned over and sat up.
"It seems that Magu Mountain is determined to take over Genzhou! Why don't you persuade your father not to ruin the master's plan!"

When Yan Wenzhong saw that the man was half Taoist and half beggar, and heard his son talking to him like that, he knew that he was a member of the Xuanmen sect, so he greeted him and said,
"This master is probably here to persuade me to establish my own regime. My Yan family has been blessed by the emperor for generations, and I have no such intention. There is no need to persuade me anymore." The man on the beam shook his head.
"I'm really not coming here for you. But if you continue to be so stubborn, you'll be dead soon."

Yan Wenzhong smiled calmly.
"Thank you for the reminder. We brothers already knew what to do when we started the rebellion."

Since the other party was ready to die, the beggar-like Taoist priest didn't waste any more words. He went to the campfire and scooped up a bowl of medicinal food to eat.

The other warriors naturally did not dare to offend such a master. Instead, Yan Jun approached with a smile and said,
“The real person must be a master from the mountains, who can tell fortunes and stop us.

But since you ate a bowl of soup from my house, you have to predict the good and bad luck and resolve the cause and effect."

The beggar also laughed,
"Didn't I tell you clearly just now that you have reached the point of death? If you continue to insist on going down this path, you will die.

Even gods can't save you, let alone the general, that pig. I advise you to make plans early and find another shelter."

No one at the scene argued with him whether the general was a pig or not. Maybe they were afraid of the mountain man's power, or maybe this was an irrefutable fact.

But Yan Jun was quick-witted. He took out a pear from his sleeve, wiped it and handed it over.
"I got this pear on the road. My father thinks it's too cold, and I think it's too sweet. I might as well give it to you to quench your thirst and moisten your throat."

The beggar laughed.
"You don't have to deal with me. I'm not coming for your family. They are."

Everyone was stunned and turned to look, only to see that a man and a woman, two monks, had appeared outside the temple, blocking the door.

The male and female monks were dressed in bright clothes, surrounded by precious light, and snuggled together, inseparable, clearly a pair of Taoist companions.

The six detectives exchanged glances, and then one of them stepped forward and said,

"I wonder what the two True Immortals can do for you."

The man and woman did not answer, but just stood at the door, rubbing their ears and whispering, as if no one was around.

His stern face turned cold, and he took out a sword talisman from his arms and held it in his palm.

The beggar looked at him, took the pear,

"Boy, for the sake of you being a pear, I advise you not to show off your triangular cat skills.

If you don't do anything for a while, maybe you can still survive. Otherwise, you might get into trouble and be killed."

Yan Jun was about to speak when Yan Wenzhong said,

"Jun'er, the Immortal is right. You have already joined the Xuanmen Sect and become a monk to practice Taoism. The people in the mountains will not make things difficult for you. You go first."

“Hahahahahaha! The mountain people won’t make things difficult for him, but we in the Divine Religion will not let him go!”

Suddenly, a blood line flashed in the sky, a red light suddenly lit up, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of sunset glow.

The Taoist couple blocking the door raised their heads coldly and glanced at the sky with murderous intent in their eyes.

The beggar was also eating a pear, squatting on the ground without moving.

Then, in full view of the crowd, a man appeared from the blood cloud, wearing a red robe, a black armor, holding a pair of iron spears, and laughing loudly.
"Yan Wenzhong! You can't escape today! I, Wang Santie, will take the heads of your father and son from the Yan family!"

"What! You actually messed with him!" "Eighteen Riders of Yinshan! Wang Santie!" "Aren't you a general of the Kan Kingdom? Why did you defect to the Demon Cult?" "Everyone be careful! This is the God of War!"

After all, he is a constable from the Six Gates, and he is very good at remembering people's names. He can remember them as soon as they open their mouths.

When Wang Santie saw that someone knew his name, he laughed out loud with joy.

"Ha ha! What bullshit! The Divine Religion's skills don't cost money! I can get them in exchange for just killing a few hundred people!
Look how powerful this move of mine is! Ha! Blood God's dominant body skill!"

"boom!"

Magic light burst forth! Blood Qi rushed to the sky! A violent wind swept through! The shock wave blew off the roof! The Qi wave alone actually blew down the City God Temple!
So everyone clearly saw that in the bloody wind, Wang Santie's blood vessels bulged like earthworms! Bursting! Blood condensed all over the sky! The essence and domineering energy gathered all over his body! Condensed into a set of red blood armor!
The human face was full of muscular muscles and bulging blood vessels! It was like a ghost face!
"The Hegemony Body Skill! It's the Demon Cult's Hegemony Body Skill!"

"Gang Quan! Quickly use Gang Quan!"

"Guards of Pingyuan, be careful! This man is one of the Eighteen Riders of Yinshan in Kan Country! He has been famous for a long time! He is the master of whip, hammer and spear!"

"Fight him! No matter how powerful he is, he can't kill us all at once!"

The captains of the police naturally knew how powerful the situation was and treated it as a formidable enemy.

However, the three mountain people ignored and remained silent.

Yan Jun naturally also held his breath and stared, concentrating his Taoist energy, holding the sword in his hand, ready to protect his father and save his life at any time.

"Wow!"

However, at this moment, the altar in the City God Temple suddenly began to collapse and the ground sank!
The ground collapsed, revealing a deep hole and an unfathomable underground tunnel!

"Father, be careful!"

Yan Jun quickly protected Yan Pingyuan and retreated, and other warriors also took refuge.

However, what was strange was that Wang Santie did not take advantage of this opportunity to launch an attack. Instead, he acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy, holding a pair of iron spears in his hands, one horizontally and one vertically, as if he was guarding himself while preparing to throw.

What's even more bizarre is that at this moment, the Taoist couple outside the door had already taken out their magic weapons and controlled two light balls, one blue and one red, ready to attack at any time.

Even the beggar held his walking stick with both hands like a sword, squatted on the ground, and stared with bated breath.

The three parties, not only did not guard against each other, but instead formed a three-way sandwich around the cave, as if they were joining forces.

Is it...

"call--!"

Suddenly, there was a strong gust of wind! A black iron lump was thrown out from the hole in the ground! It was falling on Yan Pingyuan's head!

"Father!" "Be careful!"

"boom!"

However, when the lump of iron was about to hit the crowd, it was suddenly caught steadily by a hand.

Yan Jun looked up and saw a young swordsman standing in front of him, holding an iron in one hand and a sword on his back. His pair of ice-blue eyes swept across the crowd and fell straight to his brows, as sharp as a sword's light.

At the moment of looking at each other, Yan Jun couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. He didn't know why, but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like an electric shock.

So at this moment.

"die--!"

Wang Santie roared and howled! He threw his halberd! It pierced his vest!

"Hurry!"*2
The Taoist couple sang in unison! Blue and red precious lights shone together! They hit my shoulders!

"middle!"

The beggar Taoist priest raised his staff and stabbed, poking straight into the wrist!
"what!"

The four detectives from the Six Gates turned around and fled without saying a word.

"Humph."

Then the young man with blue eyes snorted coldly, and his sword energy swept like a breeze, and the sword shadows fluttered like willow leaves.

The severity is like being in a storm of willow leaves.

At a glance, dense, endless sword leaves were swirling around him.

No more heaven and earth, no more moments,
There is only endless wind and endless swords between heaven and earth.

Spinning in endless circles, forming endless strings.

Really
perfect
So subconsciously, Yan Jun stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the ultimate and beautiful Tao.

So the moment he touched the Tao.

“Salsa”

The clear sword wind blew towards him, and then cut along the fingertips, cutting the young warrior into thousands of pieces and turning him into mustard powder.

All the passion and youth were integrated into the sword wind.

Then after a moment of sword chanting, the sword rainbow rolled up and broke through the air.

The City God Temple fell into silence again.

After the baptism of sword wind and bloody rain, the sky and the earth were filled with boundless peace.

All that was left on the ground was slices of pork cut into pieces.

There are pink, white and red ones.

Just like peach blossoms falling all over the ground after a new rain.

(End of this chapter)