Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 32: The Guardian, Five Emperors Dharma Assembly (Two in One)

Seeing that the evildoer had been caught, Peng Xiaochuan stepped on the waves and walked towards Fang Heng.

"Your Highness, please hand the evildoer over to me. I will torture him severely and will be able to get to the bottom of the case."

Peng Xiaochuan looked at Shenhun with great interest and eagerness.

"Captain Peng, can't we just use soul-searching techniques?" Fang Heng asked back.

"Your Highness, you don't know that the evil gods cultivate divinity, and divinity originates from the evil gods. If you use the soul-searching method, the soul of the soul-searcher will be contaminated by the divinity."

Peng Xiaochuan patiently explained to Fang Heng.

"I see."

"In that case, the soul of the evil god will be handed over to you, Captain Peng."

After completing the handover, Fang Heng and Captain Peng looked up at the river.

He saw that the divinity that permeated the surface of the river was being continuously drained away by the God-Slaying Formation above Yujing City.

Seeing Fang Heng's curious expression, Peng Xiaochuan said with a smile.

"Your Highness, divinity is indestructible, it can only be transferred."

"These divine powers on the river are great tonics for other evil gods."

"If it's not dealt with, it will definitely attract many divinities."

"The God-Slaying Formation above Yujing City, besides surveillance and suppression, is most useful for sealing divinity."

"So, countless divinities are sealed in the God-Slaying Formation. I'm afraid there are many evil gods who are plotting against those divinities."

"Hahahaha—Your Highness is right."

"The number of evil gods who are plotting to take over the God-Slaying Formation is as numerous as the number of carp crossing the river."

"However, those who truly dared to take action have long since become the dead souls under the God-Slaying Formation."

While Fang Heng and Peng Xiaochuan were communicating.

Yin Tingshu helped up the young fisherman who had lost too much blood. After giving him a pill, the young man's breathing stabilized.

He also ordered people to send the boy home.

……

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Eunuch Su walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation with great respect.

His expression was respectful, without any of the arrogance he had when facing the evil spirit before.

"Your Majesty, the evil god has been apprehended, and the God Punishment Department is torturing and interrogating him." Eunuch Su reported.

"Tell me about the situation."

Emperor Yuanchu said lightly, without looking up, his eyes fixed on the memorial in his hand.

Eunuch Su recounted the entire process of how he went to the Imperial Observatory to convey the imperial edict, and how he went to the river to capture the evil spirit.

He told everything without hiding anything and without adding his subjective opinions.

"Is this old bastard Jianzheng finally willing to let his closed disciple take action?" Emperor Yuanchu said with a smile, and then changed the subject.

"Is Heng'er's attainments in thunder magic really as impressive as you say?"

"How dare this old servant deceive Your Majesty?"

"If I tell even a single lie, I will be struck by lightning."

Eunuch Su looked like he was swearing, which made Emperor Yuanchu laugh.

"In just a few months, Heng'er has achieved such great accomplishments in thunder magic. Taoist Xuanqing has made great contributions."

"Your Majesty, Taoist Xuanqing's contributions are incomparable to yours."

"Oh?"

"What do you mean?"

"If His Highness the Ninth Prince were a stubborn stone, then even the most skilled craftsman would not be able to carve it into a beautiful jade."

"His Highness the Ninth Prince has such an amazing talent in thunder magic because he is the heir of His Majesty."

“Hahahaha—well said!”

Eunuch Su's words touched the heart of Emperor Yuanchu.

Heng'er, you are my child.

How bad can it be?

ding ding ding-

The sound of scales colliding could be heard outside the Yangxin Palace.

"Your Majesty, Captain Peng requests an audience."

"Looks like there's a result. Let Peng Xiaochuan come in."

"Your Majesty, I, Peng Xiaochuan, pay my respects to you. Long live your Majesty."

Peng Xiaochuan knelt on one knee and bowed deeply.

"Stand up," Emperor Yuanchu said slowly, "Have you solved the case?"

"Your Majesty, I have discovered the Blood Sea Evil's plan."

"A few days ago, the Blood Lord sent down a divine oracle, ordering the Blood Sea Divine Sin to use the promotion of Holy Emperor Rice to spread the Blood Lotus throughout Shenzhou."

When Emperor Yuanchu heard this, he immediately understood and sneered.

"Blood Lord, you're actually planning this."

Hide the blood seed in the seeds of Holy Emperor Rice.

As the Holy Emperor's rice seeds spread across the seventy-two counties of Daqian, the Blood Lord's blood lotus can also bloom across the seventy-two counties.

What a good plan.

"You go down."

"My lord, please retire."

After Peng Xiaochuan left, Emperor Yuanchu fell into deep thought.

After some hesitation, he made a decision.

"Let Mr. Huang protect Heng'er secretly."

"Understood, Your Majesty!"

When Eunuch Su heard the order from Emperor Yuanchu, he was filled with shock.

His Majesty actually asked Mr. Huang to be the protector of the Ninth Prince.

It is extremely difficult to find a protector.

Not only does it require strong strength, but also loyalty.

The most important thing is to be willing to be a protector and guard the younger generation.

There are definitely quite a few powerful people.

But these powerful people are either obsessed with cultivation or wholeheartedly seeking immortality.

Or they can indulge in enjoyment and become a local tyrant, acting tyrannically and abusively.

There are very few strong people willing to protect the younger generation.

In wealthy and powerful families like those of nobles and relatives, basically only the eldest son or the most talented young generation have guardians to secretly protect them.

Even in the royal family, not every prince has a guardian.

"Ninth Prince, I'm afraid it's not just Jian who is in the emperor's heart." Eunuch Su thought secretly in his heart.

……

Wangfu.

"Your Highness, the Queen sent someone to deliver a rare item, the Linglong Umbrella." Yun Menglan said softly.

Fang Heng played with the small yellow umbrella in his hand, and his dark eyes lit up.

I confirmed through eye contact that they are my biological child.

When Concubine Ning learned that she was being targeted by the evil spirit, she immediately sent the rare item [Linglong Umbrella].

Taoist magic tools are divided into five levels.

Magical instruments, rare objects, valuable treasures, spiritual treasures, and legendary fairy treasures.

Magical instruments are the most common treasures among Taoist monks.

After entering the realm of controlling objects, you can use it.

As long as one is not in too bad a situation, he or she will have one or two magical instruments with him or her.

As for the rare objects, they are extremely rare. There are less than thirty rare objects in the entire Changqing Temple.

Apart from the temple master and several elders, only core disciples can get one.

As for the valuable treasures, there are not even a handful of them in Changqing Temple.

Moreover, the treasure has a spirit. If you want to refine the treasure, you need to get the recognition of the treasure spirit.

As for Lingbao, looking across China, they are all famous without exception.

Every time a magical treasure comes into the world, it will trigger a bloody storm with dragons fighting tigers.

The rare item [Linglong Umbrella] sent by Concubine Ning is different from the rare item [Ningshen Pearl] sent by Prime Minister Zuo.

[Linglong Umbrella] is a defensive artifact that can withstand attacks below the sixth level.

It’s a pity that Fang Heng is only at the Controlling Objects Realm at the moment, and the [Linglong Umbrella] consumes quite a lot of energy for him.

After performing it twice in a row, the magic power in his body was exhausted.

……

Changqing Temple.

Seven glass lamps with dragon patterns, with flickering candlelight.

The silver needles on Fang Heng's back kept shaking.

It lasted for a quarter of an hour before it finally stopped.

"Thank you, master!"

Fang Heng opened his eyes and exhaled.

Taoist Xuanqing glanced at Fang Heng with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"There are still a few wisps of woman's aura in your Dantian that have not been refined yet."

"You are still young, take it easy."

"Cough cough!"

"Disciple knows!"

Fang Heng coughed twice, his old face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed by what Taoist Xuanqing said.

Ever since I brought Aunt Yun into my room, I have indeed been a bit indulgent these days.

Once you have tasted the marrow, you will know the taste, no matter day or night.

"Disciple, I have been thinking about this for a long time today."

"The ten deadly poisons in your body may not be impossible to dissolve."

Taoist Xuanqing stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

Fang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up and his brows raised with joy.

Although he has already embarked on the path of cultivation.

But the Ten Deadly Poisons are ultimately a hidden danger.

No one knows when it will break out.

"Please give me some advice, Master!"

"Disciple, do you know the origin of our Changqing Temple's inheritance?"

Taoist Xuanqing did not directly tell the solution, but changed the subject.

"I heard it's related to the Ancient Green Emperor!"

"That's right!"

"After the founder embarked on the path of Taoism, he and four other friends accidentally entered the Five Emperors Valley, and each of them received a legacy."

"What our master obtained was the inheritance of the Green Emperor. Only then did we have the Changqing Temple lineage."

"In addition to our Changqing Temple, the founder's friends also established a sect."

"The other four sects are Burning Heaven Valley, Seven Killing Pavilion, Mysterious Nether Palace, and Thick Earth Sect."

"The five ancestors were good friends, so we five sects are of the same blood and are connected."

"We agreed to open the Five Emperors Valley every ten years and allow disciples to enter in search of opportunities."

"The ancestor left a will. When he entered the Five Emperors Valley, he saw a fairy lotus that had the miraculous effect of reshaping the body."

"My disciple, if you can obtain that immortal lotus, you can abandon your original body, use the immortal lotus as your body, and live a new life."

"Without my original body, these ten deadly poisons will naturally heal without medicine."

Taoist Xuanqing's ideas are very clear and unique.

Since there is no way to detoxify, I might as well just change my body.

After listening to Taoist Xuanqing's method, Fang Heng couldn't help but think of Nezha.

This is asking him to follow Nezha’s path!

Fang Heng kept this method in mind.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"However, disciple, it's not that easy for you to enter the Five Emperors Valley."

"The Five Emperors Valley opens every ten years, and the number of places is limited, with 500 people each time."

"The allocation of these five hundred places will be decided by the Five Emperors Dharma Assembly."

When Fang Heng heard this, he immediately understood.

"So, the Five Emperors Dharma Assembly will have a competition?"

"That's right!"

"The competitions at the Five Emperors Dharma Assembly are not limited to fighting, but also include alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, puppetry, and so on."

"Although you are my disciple, I cannot give you a backdoor." "Only by standing out in the Five Emperors Dharma Assembly can you get a place."

"Also, to enter the Five Emperors Valley, one needs at least the strength of the fifth realm."

Fang Heng blurted out and asked.

"Master, when will the next Five Emperors Dharma Assembly begin?"

"One year later!"

Taoist Xuanqing told the story slowly and leisurely.

Within a year, he cultivated to the fifth level.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely think it was a pipe dream.

But this evil disciple of mine cannot be judged by common sense.

Maybe, it can really be done.

After listening to this, Fang Heng nodded slightly.

Within a year, he cultivated to the fifth level.

And he stood out in the Five Emperors' Dharma Assembly.

Enter the Five Emperors Valley and look for the fairy lotus.

Although it is difficult, Fang Heng is still confident that he can obtain the fairy lotus.

Put on your shirt and take one or two breaths.

Taoist Xuanqing said to Fang Heng, "Follow me to the sword arena."

"Master is finally going to teach me swordsmanship?!"

Fang Heng's eyes lit up.

After a while.

The two came to the sword-fighting arena in Changqing Temple.

In addition to the two of them, the eldest brother Lin Yichen was also standing by, holding a green sword, looking quite chivalrous like a swordsman.

Obviously, teaching one is also teaching, and teaching two is also teaching.

Taoist Xuanqing planned to teach the two brothers together.

"I've met senior brother."

"Junior brother, how are you?"

"That's just the way it is. Fortunately, after entering Taoism, I can live a few more years."

After exchanging pleasantries, Taoist Xuanqing interrupted their conversation and said lightly.

"Heng'er, today I will teach you the Beidou Tiangang Sword, one of my four supreme skills."

After saying this, Taoist Xuanqing put his two fingers together and used them to represent a sword.

A sword energy shot out from the fingertips.

whoosh-

whoosh-

whoosh-

The sound of swords breaking through the air was heard in the sword training field.

Taoist Xuanqing used his finger to represent a sword and gave it to Fang Heng and Lin Yichen to practice the Beidou Tiangang Sword.

The sword energy was everywhere, and the entire sword-playing field turned into a sea of ​​sword energy in an instant.

Lin Yichen looked at his master's sword skills and nodded slightly.

Although it was not the first time that he had been instructed by his master, every time he watched his master perform the Beidou Tiangang Sword, he would gain new insights in his mind.

Beidou Tiangang Sword is a sword technique evolved based on Beidou.

The Big Dipper guards Ziwei.

Therefore, the location of Ziwei Star is also the center of the Beidou Tiangang Sword formation.

Ziwei is the emperor and Beidou is the general.

Only by appointing the emperor as the general can the full strength be brought into play.

A quarter of an hour later.

The sword energy converged.

The sword energy in the sword-fighting arena disappeared in a flash.

As if it had never appeared.

Taoist Xuanqing stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes bright, looking at Fang Heng.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand most of it."

Fang Heng touched his chin, nodded and whispered, thinking back to the sword technique that his master had just displayed.

"Perform it once and show me."

Taoist Xuanqing looked at Fang Heng with eyes full of expectation and hope.

The last time he taught the Dharma, Fang Heng's talent in thunder magic was so astonishing that it shocked Taoist Xuanqing.

He hoped that Fang Heng also had talent in swordsmanship.

Even if his talent in thunder magic is not as good as mine, having 70% to 80% of it is enough to make him a world-class swordsman.

Fang Heng was not afraid and bowed to Taoist Xuanqing and his senior brother.

"Master, please give me some advice."

Just tiptoe and you will be as light as a swallow.

Fang Heng came to the sword-fighting arena and picked up a wooden sword.

These wooden swords are used by the disciples of Changqing Temple for sword practice.

Even if something goes wrong, it is unlikely to result in loss of life.

"Beidou Tiangang Sword!"

Fang Heng took the Gangbu step and his sword turned into seven stars.

The Beidou Tiangang Sword was wielded in his hands smoothly and without a trace of awkwardness.

It doesn't look like it's the first time to practice at all.

Taoist Xuanqing looked at it and nodded slightly.

As expected of me, I teach really well!
Lin Yichen looked at Fang Heng who was performing the Gangbu step and clicked his tongue.

I've heard for a long time that my junior brother's talent is a bit abnormal.

When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Heng finished his sword show, but he still felt like he wanted more.

"Master, may I fight with you with swords?"

The so-called sword fighting is a kind of literary fighting in Changqing Temple.

Both sides suppressed their cultivation to the same level and simply competed in swordsmanship.

Taoist Xuanqing was somewhat tempted, but when he thought of the loss he suffered when he taught thunder magic last time, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​fighting with Fang Heng with swords.

My disciple cannot be judged by common sense.

Yichen is here too, just in case... I stumble.

It's unbecoming of a master.

No, no!

"Yichen, please accompany Heng'er in a sword fight."

Lin Yichen didn't think much about it, he jumped directly onto the swordplay field, took out a wooden sword, and bowed to Fang Heng.

"Junior brother, be careful."

"Brother, please!"

In an instant, they both moved at the same time.

Stepping into the powerful stance, the sword transformed into seven stars.

The same sword technique was performed by both of them at the same time.

It's clearly the same sword technique, but it gives people two completely different styles.

Lin Yichen's sword power was continuous and endless, like a surging river, with great momentum, giving people a feeling that there was no end in sight.

Fang Heng's sword moves wildly, like the bright sun in the sky. No matter how many ways you come, I will go all the way back.

Two completely different styles of Beidou Tiangang swords collide head-on in the sword-fighting arena.

The sword energy is like rain and meteors.

Zheng——

Zheng——

Zheng——

The sword energy kept colliding.

Annihilated in the void.

It looks like they are evenly matched.

However, the layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the details.

Fang Heng and Lin Yichen are both at the same level of cultivation.

There is no winner in the clash of swords and energies.

The civil war of Beidou Tiangang Sword will be decided by the fight for the throne of Ziwei Emperor.

Beidou is the general and Ziwei is the emperor.

Only by seizing the throne of Ziwei Emperor can one gain the upper hand.

On the sword-fighting field, Fang Heng and Lin Yichen flashed.

The steps under your feet are constantly changing.

It seems chaotic, but in fact, everyone is fighting for the throne of Ziwei Emperor.

After fighting for a while.

Lin Yichen suddenly attacked.

The steps under his feet changed, and in an instant, it seemed as if he had nine legs.

The speed was so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the void.

The throne of Ziwei Emperor was seized.

Lin Yichen took a mighty step forward and landed on the throne of Ziwei Emperor, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He won this battle.

In the duel of Beidou Tiangang Sword, seizing the Purple Star Emperor throne is equivalent to winning.

Unless other means are used, there is absolutely no possibility of a reversal.

"Junior brother, thank you for giving me that!" Lin Yichen said with a smile.

"Brother, the outcome is still uncertain."

Fang Heng looked calm, and didn't seem discouraged at all by Lin Yichen's forced move to the throne of Ziwei Emperor.

Instead, he looked like he was going to continue fighting.

Seeing that Fang Heng refused to admit defeat, Lin Yichen did not hold back either.

He pointed the wooden sword in his hand toward the sky.

Countless sword energies surged out like swimming fish.

The sword energy, like a violent storm, descended upon Fang Heng like an overwhelming force.

It seemed as if it wanted to completely drown Fang Heng.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that Lin Yichen's sword energy is in the shape of the Big Dipper.

And the place where he was standing was where the Purple Star was.

whoosh-

whoosh-

whoosh-

The sharp sword energy fell.

The sword light is like rain, and the sword energy is like a rainbow.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to engulf him.

Fang Heng's steps suddenly changed.

Immediately afterwards, the sword technique displayed underwent a drastic change.

The South Dipper governs life, the North Dipper governs death!
The sword's momentum changed, and Fang Heng's figure suddenly disappeared from Lin Yichen's sight.

Taoist Xuanqing, who was watching the battle from the side, had two rays of light flashing in his eyes.

"This is the Nandou Rebirth Sword that our ancestor has not yet perfected."

"Heng'er actually figured it out on his own."

On the sword-fighting field.

Lin Yichen only felt a flash before his eyes, and lost sight of Fang Heng.

Before he could react, the tip of the wooden sword pressed against his back.

Lost!

I lost!

Lost to his junior brother who was practicing Beidou Tiangang Sword for the first time.

The most important thing is that he was amazed by the junior brother's last sword move.

Beidou Tiangang Sword, can it be used like this?
(End of this chapter)