Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 75: The Book of Life and Death is Published, and the Mystery of the Underworld's Destruction (Please Order First!)
In Jiuxiao Pavilion.

"Uncle, how confident are you in vying for the position of Divine General?" Fang Heng asked in a deep and powerful voice.

Lu Zilong shook his head slightly and sighed.

"If there's only one spot for the Divine General and Five Cities Commander, then I don't stand a chance at all."

"If there are two spots, I naturally wouldn't dare to hope for the position of Five Cities Commander."

"But the position of God General can still be fought for."

"At most, 30% chance!"

Fang Heng nodded slightly, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

My uncle is a descendant of the twenty-four heroes of Yuntai Pavilion and is a member of the noble family.

Becoming a divine general does not mean being ostracized like Lu Zangfeng.

What limits Lu Zilong is actually his realm and achievements.

"General Xiao Yi owes me a favor."

"If uncle needs anything, just ask."

Hearing Fang Heng's promise, Lu Zilong was overjoyed, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He was well aware of the importance of this promise.

These days, he visited the former members of the Lu family and other divine generals.

But all the promises he received were not as important as what Fang Heng gave him.

My sister gave birth to a good son!
Lu Zilong felt more and more that the best decision he had ever made in his life was to send his sister into the palace.

"Then I won't be polite, uncle!"

Lu Zilong bowed with a serious expression.

"Your Highness, you must be careful too."

"Repairing the God-Slaying Formation is a top priority, and the God Worshipers may not ignore it."

"The guards in your mansion are average in strength. Do you want your uncle to help you train them using the military formation method?"

Fang Heng was tempted by his uncle's proposal.

Before, he was just a little-known prince.

The security forces in the palace were not strict.

After all, who would be so bored as to target him, a little-known prince?

But it’s different now. He has cultivated the Holy Emperor Rice and is also overseeing the repair work of the God-Slaying Array. He really needs to be careful to prevent someone from doing something desperate.

"Thank you very much, uncle!"

After three rounds of drinks, the two left Jiuxiao Pavilion.

After walking out of Jiuxiao Pavilion, Fang Heng was about to leave when he was blocked by a luxurious carriage.

The curtains on the carriage were drawn up, revealing a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

The second prince!
"Ninth brother, could you please come up and have a chat?" The second prince smiled slightly and took the initiative to invite in a gentle tone.

Seeing the Second Prince's invitation, Fang Heng hesitated for a moment, but finally got on the Second Prince's carriage.

However, the moment he stepped into the carriage, the scene before him startled him slightly.

The interior of the carriage is a small world of its own, so spacious that it looks like a miniature palace.

The four walls are carved from nanmu wood, with textures as delicate as flowing water.

It is inlaid with gold and silver lines, outlining intricate cloud patterns and dragon and phoenix designs.

Every detail demonstrates the royal dignity and luxury.

In the middle of the carriage stood a rosewood desk, on which were placed several plates of spiritual fruits, the fragrance of which filled the air and was refreshing.

Next to the desk, there was a soft couch, and the second prince was half lying on it.

Beside him was a bronze incense burner with ambergris burning in it, and wisps of green smoke rising from it.

This luxurious scene made Fang Heng feel emotional.

My second brother really knows how to enjoy life.

Compared with him, Fang Heng felt like a poor bastard.

"Second brother, you really know how to enjoy yourself." Fang Heng teased jokingly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"If you like it, Ninth Brother, this carriage is for you."

The second prince looked very generous and gave away the valuable carriage without saying a word.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, secretly alert in his heart, and spoke softly.

"Second brother, you are either a traitor or a thief. What is your intention in giving me this great gift?"

"If you don't explain clearly, my brother won't dare to accept your gift."

Seeing Fang Heng being so cautious, the second prince shook his head and pretended to be helpless.

"Ninth brother, you are judging others by your own standards!"

"What could I possibly intend, second brother?"

"If you don't have anything to say, then I, your Royal Brother, will leave first."

As he spoke, Fang Heng stood up and made as if to leave.

At this time, the second prince straightened up, sat upright, and his expression became serious.

"Ninth brother, I won't go on and on about small talk. I just want to ask you a question."

"Excuse me, second brother!"

Fang Heng sat down again, concentrating slightly, knowing that the second prince's true purpose was finally about to be revealed.

"Ninth brother, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"

"When the mission is accomplished, you, my ninth brother, will be my great patriarch!"

Hearing this, Fang Heng sighed in his heart.

Indeed it is!
The second prince took great pains to invite me to get in the carriage, and even gave me the carriage without any promises.

His purpose was indeed to seize the throne.

These were all the troubles brought to him by his identity as the son-in-law of the King of Zhenbei.

Not only did the Crown Prince have his eyes on the Prince of Zhenbei behind him, but even the Second Prince did the same.

Moreover, the promises made by the Second Prince were much greater than those made by the Crown Prince.

Da Zongzheng!
Why promise this position?

This is a clear target for the Eighth Prince!

The subtext is, if you, Fang Heng, assist me like the Eighth Prince assists my father, I will definitely treat you like my father treats the Eighth Prince.

Fang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he remained silent.

The second prince, who was sitting opposite, was not in a hurry. He poured a cup of spiritual tea, held the white porcelain blue and white teacup in his hand, tapped the tea lid lightly on the rim of the cup, and smiled.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Heng took a deep breath and bowed to the second prince.

"Second brother, this matter is of great importance. Please allow me to think carefully."

The second prince was not angry. In his opinion, as long as Fang Heng did not refuse outright, it was a success.

"Ninth brother, you are really thoughtful."

"It's true that this matter cannot be decided in a short time."

"I won't rush you, second brother. I'll give this carriage to you, ninth brother."

The second prince behaved quite generously and tried hard to show his wise side as a ruler.

"Ninth brother, take care on your journey."

The Second Prince said goodbye and walked out of the carriage.

"I'll see you off, second brother."

"Need not!"

"Ninth brother, you don't have to be polite!"

Fang Heng walked out of the carriage and exchanged greetings with the second prince.

After the second prince left, he looked up and found that the carriage had already arrived at the back door of his palace.

Seeing this, Fang Heng pondered for a moment.

"It seems that my second brother has already made preparations. No matter how I react, this carriage is definitely delivered."

Which man doesn’t like luxury cars?

It would be even better if there were beautiful women.

The graceful and elegant figure of Yun Menglan emerged in Fang Heng's mind.

He walked into the palace, found Yun Menglan, and without saying a word, pulled her to the carriage.

"Your Highness, I'm making soup, you..."

"Let's talk about making soup tomorrow."

"I'm going to roast you now!"

As he said that, he took Yun Menglan and got on the carriage.

"Master, this beauty is quite nice. Is she the mistress?"

"Master, you are so lucky."

The chattering voice of the spirit of the Divine Eye was heard.

At this time, Fang Heng remembered that there was a small peephole in his dantian.

Then, he cast a ban and locked the spirit of the Divine Eye into a small dark room.

The carriage moved slowly along the main road in Yujing City and circled the entire city.

The carriage is square and round in its own way.

The violent storm inside was completely unnoticed by anyone outside.

After circling Yujing City twice, the carriage returned to the palace.

Yun Menglan's pretty face flushed and her legs went weak. She barely got out of the car with the help of Fang Heng.

When I got off the car, I almost stumbled and felt like my legs were stepping on cotton.

"Your Highness, you can't be in the car anymore..."

"What, don't you like it?"

"Weren't you singing just now?"

Fang Heng said this in a joking tone.

Yun Menglan glanced at Fang Heng with resentment, her pretty face flushed so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

It was like taking a hard bite on Fang Heng's shoulder.

"Your Highness, who gave you this improper carriage?" Yun Menglan was so shy that she spat.

"My second brother gave it to me."

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to the Saint of Sword Pavilion!"

"The Sword Pavilion Saintess? How is this matter related to the Sword Pavilion Saintess?"

There was a hint of deep curiosity in Yun Menglan's clear autumn eyes.

It seems that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion Saint.

"Menglan, please listen to me and tell you in detail."

"The Sword Pavilion Saintess escaped her marriage, destroying the marriage between the Sword Pavilion and the Shenxiao Sect."

"The prince originally wanted to use the relationship with the Shenxiao Sect to win over the Jiange."

"But because the Sword Pavilion Saintess ran away from her marriage, her plan fell through, and she turned to me for help."

"When my second brother saw that the prince was trying to win me over, he naturally didn't want to be outdone and also showed his goodwill to me."

Yun Menglan couldn't help laughing after hearing this complicated logic, and her face was as beautiful as a flower.

"So, Your Highness, you must express your gratitude to this Sword Pavilion Saintess."

"If she hadn't run away from marriage, Your Highness, you wouldn't have become so popular."

"It may not be a hot commodity, but more likely a hot potato!" Fang Heng shook his head and sighed.

"It's not easy to please everyone."

Seeing that Fang Heng was worried, Yun Menglan stopped talking about this topic and changed the subject, asking curiously.

"Your Highness, there are over a dozen versions of the story about the Sword Pavilion Saintess. Which one is true?"

Fang Heng shrugged and laughed out loud.

"It's all fake."

"This Sword Pavilion Saintess, her master is the previous Sword Pavilion Master, Mo Wufeng."

"A few months ago, Mo Wufeng suddenly passed away, and then there was news that the Sword Pavilion Saintess was marrying a Taoist from the Divine Sky Sect."

"If Pavilion Master Mo hadn't fallen, this marriage wouldn't have happened at all."

Hearing this, Yun Menglan, who was a kind and elegant woman, immediately understood.

"Is this... an internal fight in Jiange?" "Although there is no evidence, this is the most likely guess!" Fang Heng nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

"In addition, even the death of the previous Sword Pavilion Master, Mo Wufeng, may have been the work of Wei Jiuxiao."

Hearing this, a trace of pity flashed in Yun Menglan's beautiful eyes.

"This Sword Pavilion Saintess is so pitiful!"

After the two of them had dinner, Yun Menglan felt tired, so she returned to her room to rest. She also deliberately locked the door to prevent Fang Heng from entering.

Of course, if Fang Heng wanted to force his way in, that was fine.

However, Fang Heng still had great respect for this woman who was his mother, sister, and wife, and did not bother her any more.

After dinner.

Fang Heng just remembered that the spirit of the Divine Eye was still in the small dark room, so he quickly released him.

"Finally out!"

"Master, can you please not lock me up in the dark room anymore?"

"Let me take a look, just one look!"

"It must have been exciting in the carriage just now!"

After hearing what the weapon spirit said, Fang Heng felt that it had been in solitary confinement for too short a time.

My woman, do you want to see it too?
It’s against Tiangang!
Afterwards, the spirit of the weapon was put in solitary confinement.

……

Practice in a quiet room.

Incense curls up.

Fang Heng sat on a yellow cushion.

A page of book, a piece of stubborn stone, a ball of black water, suspended in mid-air.

These three treasures are the main materials for refining the Book of Life and Death.

In addition, the auxiliary materials are all in the Sumeru Ring, and Fang Heng had prepared them long ago.

Looking at these three rare treasures, Fang Heng pondered for a while and did not start refining them immediately. Instead, he refined other magical instruments to practice.

Black iron sword.

Mysterious Shield.

Green Dragon Flag.

It took Fang Heng two hours to refine these three magic weapons.

The difficulty of these three magical instruments increases from easy to difficult.

Fang Heng took this opportunity to improve his weapon refining skills.

With the blessing of the fate of [Strange Objects Have Spirits], these three magic weapons are almost no difficulty for Fang Heng.

After practicing, Fang Heng took a deep breath and a serious expression appeared on his face.

Next, the refining process officially begins.

Fang Heng stood in the quiet room, surrounded by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He just raised his hand and waved it, and the Netherworld Ghost Page, the Three Lives Stone and the Yellow Spring Water floated in front of him.

The Netherworld Ghost Page is as black as ink, with countless ghost shadows vaguely emerging on it.

The Three Lives Stone is crystal clear, like black jade, and contains the power of reincarnation, which seems to be able to reflect the past life, present life and the next life.

The Yellow Springs water was quietly suspended in the air, its aura was so cold and gloomy that it seemed to be able to freeze the soul and the void.

"When refining the Book of Life and Death, there cannot be the slightest mistake."

Fang Heng took a deep breath, silently recited the weapon refining technique in his mind, and began to mobilize his spiritual power.

He first took out a bronze furnace, which was a rare item.

When refining magic weapons, the success rate can be increased by 10%.

Don't underestimate the 10% success rate. At the critical moment, it may determine success or failure.

Concentrating and calming his mind, Fang Heng carefully placed the Netherworld Ghost Page into the furnace.

Then he made a gesture and a pale white flame suddenly ignited in the furnace.

This pale white flame is the ghost fire of the Fire Barbarian.

In order to refine the Book of Life and Death, Fang Heng borrowed it temporarily.

The main materials of the Book of Life and Death are all natural treasures from the underworld.

The effect of refining ghost fire is far better than the elixir fire of ordinary cultivators.

The flame burned slowly, and the Netherworld Ghost Page gradually softened in the furnace, turning into a ball of black liquid.

Fang Heng did not dare to be careless. He continued to mobilize his spiritual power and threw the Three Lives Stone into the furnace.

As soon as the San Sheng Stone was put into the furnace, it made a crisp sound.

Click!

Click!

Click!

A sound like frying beans rang out in the bronze furnace.

After a while, it turned into starlight, intertwining with the liquid of the Netherworld Ghost Page.

"The next step is the most critical one."

Fang Heng's eyes fixed, and he slowly poured the Yellow Spring water into the furnace.

As soon as the Yellow Spring water entered the furnace, it immediately made a sizzling sound.

The liquid in the furnace began to churn violently, as if countless ghosts were struggling and roaring inside.

Beads of sweat appeared on Fang Heng's forehead, and he kept making hand gestures with his hands.

Spiritual power was continuously injected into the furnace, trying to stabilize the changes inside the furnace.

As time passed, the liquid in the furnace gradually calmed down and began to condense into an ancient book.

Fang Heng was delighted, but he didn't dare to relax.

According to the inheritance he received, the prototype of the Book of Life and Death has already been formed.

The next step is to imprint the restriction on the book.

The pupil of the cave void array!

Fang Hengxin shouted in anger.

Then, the magic formula in his hand changed, and he secretly performed the Dongxu Formation Pupil.

There was a silver light flowing in the dark pupils.

The Dongxu Formation Pupil can see through formations.

The most basic component of a formation is restriction.

The final step in refining a precious treasure is to imprint restrictions on the embryo of the treasure.

The two come from the same source, and the Dongxu Formation Pupil also plays a significant auxiliary role when branding restrictions.

After taking a deep breath and calming himself down, Fang Heng began to imprint restrictions on the prototype of the Book of Life and Death.

According to the strength of the restrictions, precious treasures can be divided into treasures forbidden by humans, treasures forbidden by the earth, treasures forbidden by heaven, and treasures forbidden by gods.

The thirty-six human bans can be combined into one earth ban.

Seventy-two earthly prohibitions can be combined into one heavenly prohibition.

One hundred and eight heavenly prohibitions can be combined into one divine prohibition.

Three hundred and sixty divine prohibitions, when sublimated and refined, become a spiritual treasure.

Fang Heng waved his fingertips, manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and imprinted a human ban on the prototype of the Book of Life and Death.

One after another.

Dragons and phoenixes flying and dancing, iron painting and silver hooks.

After a cup of tea.

The thirty-six human bans merged into one and condensed into an earth ban.

A quarter of an hour later.

Seventy-two earthly prohibitions condensed into one heavenly prohibition.

……

One hundred and eight heavenly prohibitions condensed into one divine prohibition.

With the last stroke of the pen, the Book of Life and Death finally took shape, emitting a faint glow.

There was a crisp vibration on the Book of Life and Death.

Fang Heng's spirits perked up, and two bright rays of light suddenly burst out from his tired eyes.

The Book of Life and Death is done!

The Book of Life and Death, a treasure forbidden by the gods.

It is hard to imagine that a mere imitation can actually be a treasure of the level of a divine forbidden treasure.

If it is a real Book of Life and Death, what level of treasure would it be?

At the moment the Book of Life and Death took shape, an invisible wave spread out, enveloping Fang Heng.

In an instant, Fang Heng felt that the scene in front of him changed.

The Nine Netherworld appeared before him.

"This is... an illusion!"

Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

The desolate and silent continent before us is the legendary Nine Netherworld.

The void was filled with thick yellow-green fog, emitting a smell of decay and death.

In the thick fog, the outline of the city is faintly visible.

It looks very much like the legendary underworld.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Heng suddenly made a horrified discovery.

In the Nine Netherworlds, the thick fog that never dissipated all year round suddenly dissipated.

Above the sky, an old man in a bamboo hat turned his back to all living beings.

He just raised his hand and a palm print that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky.

This palm contains the terrifying power to destroy all things.

It seemed that even the sky and the void were shattered and destroyed by this terrifying force.

Even the earth of the Nine Netherworld let out a wail.

As this palm fell.

The underworld was wiped out out of thin air.

It was released, as if the underworld had never been established in the Nine Netherworlds.

All traces were wiped clean.

Seeing this scene, Fang Heng took a breath and felt his scalp tingling.

"Is this the mystery of the disappearance of the underworld?"

"It was actually wiped out by someone with just one palm."

Fang Heng just felt that the old man in the bamboo hat above the sky was incredibly powerful.

He couldn't figure out what level of power a person must be in to be able to wipe out the underworld so easily.

Look up at the old man in the bamboo hat above the sky.

The next second, Fang Heng felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

It feels like my eyes are going blind.

Immediately afterwards, the illusion began to shatter and the void began to split.

When Fang Heng came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he had returned to the quiet room in the palace.

The clothes on my back had been soaked with cold sweat without me noticing.

Fang Heng touched his chin, a look of surprise and doubt on his face.

He was not sure about the illusion he had just seen.

Is it an illusion or a scene from past history?

Take a deep breath and put the matter of the old man in the bamboo hat behind you.

Regardless of whether it was true or false, the unfathomable and powerful man like the Old Man in the Hat was not something he should be thinking about right now.

Then, Fang Heng took out the jade bottle from the Sumeru Ring.

The soul of the White Lotus Saint is sealed in the jade bottle.

"Let me see how much information you have in your head."

(End of this chapter)