Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 81 Fang Heng: Zhou Jue Yin, it turns out to be him (Part 2)
Fang Heng accepted the treasure bag from the Supervisor and suppressed the ripples in his heart.

He sat upright and asked in a serious tone.

"Supervisor, how much do you know about the events in the God-Slaying Formation?"

Fang Heng is very concerned about the gods that are about to be born in the God-Slaying Formation.

My father must know about it, but he just hid it very well.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Therefore, Fang Heng could only come to test the old charlatan Jianzheng.

He didn't believe that the old charlatan, Jianzheng, was completely unaware of everything going on in the God-Slaying Formation.

Upon hearing this, the Supervisor stroked his long beard, his eyes looking into the distance, as if he was recalling something.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

He smiled and spoke vaguely.

"Your Highness is currently overseeing the restoration of the God-Slaying Formation. His understanding of the God-Slaying Formation is undoubtedly superior to mine."

"What can an old man know?"

Seeing that the supervisor was playing dumb, Fang Heng rolled his eyes and thought to himself.

"This old fox is pretending to be confused again."

He deduced the purpose of his visit to the Imperial Observatory clearly, showing the style of a master of astronomy.

When asked about the God-Slaying Formation, he knew nothing about it.

You really treat me like a three-year-old kid.

Fang Heng refused to give up, cleared his throat and asked in a deep voice.

"Jian Zheng, have you heard of the idea of ​​creating a god?"

"Can evil gods be cultivated?"

Fang Heng's words almost made the matter clear.

He wanted to see how the supervisor could continue to pretend to be confused.

The warden nodded slightly, stroking his long beard, a hint of hidden helplessness flashing across his deep eyes.

"Your Highness, the idea of ​​creating a god is not groundless."

"As far as I know, there have been two successful precedents."

Two precedents!

Still successful?

Fang Heng was shocked, and his heart was suddenly filled with turmoil.

It's like a huge rock falling into a calm lake.

"Please give me some advice, Supervisor!" Fang Heng bowed, looking very eager to learn.

The supervisor spoke in a low voice and told the story slowly.

"One of these two precedents is the Northern Barbarian Mahakala."

"Mahakala, whose body resembles a bird or sparrow, is completely black, with nine heads and eighteen wings. Every time he descends, he brings endless darkness."

“Therefore, he is also called Mahakala.”

"The second one is the guardian deity of Qiankun Sect."

Qiankun Sect!
When Fang Heng heard these three words, he almost jumped up in surprise.

Qiankun Sect, one of the ten great Taoist temples.

There is a faint aura of being the leader of the ten major Taoist temples.

It is known as the number one holy place in the world.

There is actually a guardian deity in the Qiankun Sect.

Guardian deity, sounds harmless.

But God is God after all.

In the Daqian Dynasty, the title of "God" had long been tarnished by the evil gods from outside the domain, and everyone wanted to kill him.

The world's number one holy land, the most powerful of the ten Taoist courts, actually keeps an evil god in captivity?

If it is said that the northern barbarians believe in the evil god Mahakala, it is because they are barbarians, just like the Shintoists, they are not on the right path.

Then the Qiankun Sect, a well-known and upright sect, actually...

One can imagine how surprised Fang Heng was when he heard the news.

It is so rich that it almost turns into substance and flows out like a trickle of water.

"Supervisor, the Qiankun Sect and the others..."

The Supervisor seemed to see the turmoil in Fang Heng's heart, and he stroked his long beard and spoke calmly.

"The ten great Dao Courts are all equal, and this has been the case throughout the dynasties."

"The claim that Qiankun Sect is the world's number one holy place began to appear in the middle of this dynasty."

"Your Highness, do you know why?"

Fang Heng understood immediately, reacted immediately and blurted out.

"Guardian God?"

"Yes, it is the guardian deity!"

"About ten thousand years ago, the Qiankun Sect got a guardian deity from somewhere."

"The Dharma Protector, as the name suggests, is proficient in protecting the Dharma and is good at being a guardian for the younger generation."

"One guardian deity can transform into millions of incarnations, and serve as protectors for hundreds of young people in the Qiankun Sect at the same time."

After hearing this, Fang Heng understood why the Qiankun Sect stood out from the ten major Taoist temples and became the world's number one holy place.

Guardians are extremely rare.

It has never been enough for all the major forces.

Even among the royal family, there are less than ten protectors who have reached the tenth level of cultivation.

The Qiankun Sect, with the help of the guardian deity, can provide protectors for each of its hundred disciples.

This advantage is huge!
A protector may not necessarily be able to protect a genius and become a top powerhouse.

However, it can greatly reduce the probability of a genius dying young.

This allowed the Qiankun Sect's foundation to gradually surpass that of the other nine Daoist sects.

Most importantly, gods have long, almost infinite lifespans.

In terms of longevity, even Taoism, which is famous for its health preservation, is far inferior.

The twelve realms of Taoism have a lifespan of no more than three thousand years at most.

And the gods can easily live for tens of thousands of years.

Like the foreign evil gods worshipped by the Six Clans of Shintoism, each of them is an old monster that has lived for more than 50,000 years.

Therefore, all the geniuses of the Qiankun Sect in the past generations have guardian gods as their protectors.

If nothing unexpected happens, the guardian deity of the Qiankun Sect will continue to be the protector of the geniuses of the Qiankun Sect for the next tens of thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Fang Heng felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

Although the supervisor did not say it explicitly, he had actually hinted the answer to him.

What is the emperor's purpose?
In other words, what was the purpose of the emperors of Daqian throughout the ages?
This goal is already clear before our eyes.

Guardian deity!
If the Daqian royal family also had a guardian deity, it would certainly greatly enhance the royal family's foundation and the number of masters.

The Ten Great Dao Courts have always been a dark cloud hanging over the heads of the royal family.

The guardian deity may be the opportunity to change all this.

Fang Heng finally understood why his father's attitude was so ambiguous.

only……

Fang Heng was still worried.

"Supervisor, aren't they afraid that the gods will lose control?" Fang Heng asked the biggest question in his mind.

It is well known that the evil god is crazy and cannot be judged by common sense.

Aren't Beiman and Qiankun Sect afraid that the gods will lose control?
The warden sighed and spoke slowly.

"The situations of the Northern Barbarians and the Qiankun Sect are quite different."

"The Northern Barbarian Mahakala is considered the first successful man-made god."

"Mahakala still has a large number of evil gods left. They are mad and cruel by nature. Every year, 999 pairs of boys and girls are sacrificed to feed their blood."

"As for the Qiankun Sect's guardian deity, compared to Mahakala, he is considered very successful."

"So far, I haven't heard of it getting out of control, nor have I heard of the Qiankun Sect performing a blood sacrifice on it."

"Speaking of which, the guardian deity of the Qiankun Sect has a close relationship with the Ghost Gate lineage."

As he spoke, the Supervisor looked at Fang Heng meaningfully.

Fang Heng was stunned, and then he remembered what the spirit of the Divine Eye had said to him before.

Ten thousand years ago, the Guimen lineage created a god, lost control, and triggered a war.

That great battle attracted Taizu.

The spirit of the Divine Eye was unaware of the final result.

However, based on the words of the spirit of the God-Seeing Eye and the Supervisor, Fang Heng had a rough guess.

The guardian deity that the Guimen lineage had cultivated with great difficulty escaped from their control and ended up being taken advantage of by the Qiankun Sect.

As for Taizu, he should have learned about the guardian god's plan in that ancient and mysterious temple.

Afterwards, the Soul-Nourishing Array was modified into the Soul-Slaying Array that protected Yujing and gave birth to the guardian deity of the royal family.

"How could the Ghost Gate lineage think of creating a god?"

"Aren't they evil gods?"

"This doesn't quite fit the style of a god!"

Fang Heng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Although the Ghost Gate lineage is also a divine evil, it is not pure." The Supervisor shook his head, hinting at something.

"What does the Supervisor mean?"

"This is a long story, and it starts with the origin of Lord Huangquan."

"Lord Huangquan is one of the few evil gods whose origins can be traced back."

"Legend has it that after the ancient underworld was destroyed, many ruins were left behind."

"Lord Huangquan obtained the inheritance of the ancient underworld in a certain ruin, which included three divine artifacts."

"Nine Nether Seal, Yama Palace, and Book of Life and Death."

"Perhaps, it is because of the experience of Lord Huangquan that the Ghost Gate lineage has been different from other god-worshiping sects since the very beginning."

"They not only believe in God, they want to become God."

"Creating a god is just one part of their plan."

The Supervisor spoke in a leisurely tone, but he didn't notice that when he mentioned the three words "Book of Life and Death".

Fang Heng's heart moved, but he remained calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He also had a book of life and death in his hand, but of course it was just a replica, and it was a far cry from the real thing.

The Book of Life and Death mentioned by the Supervisor is obviously the real thing.

Its power is so great that I am afraid that my own imitations cannot match it.

Fang Heng asked tentatively without showing any emotion.

"These three divine weapons of Lord Huangquan sound quite remarkable."

"Since Taizu used the God-Slaying Formation to kill him, did these three artifacts fall into the hands of the royal family?"

The supervisor narrowed his eyes, looked at Fang Heng with a half-smile, and spoke slowly.

"Your Highness is indeed intelligent."

"It's a pity that before Lord Huangquan died, he blew up these three artifacts."

"The essence of these three divine artifacts, along with the divinity of Lord Huangquan, scattered together and merged into the God-Slaying Formation."

"If Your Highness is interested, you can go and take a look at the God-Slaying Formation."

"Maybe we can find the origin of these three artifacts."

As he was speaking, a woman in a white dress came over with a tea tray.

The person who came was none other than the Supervisor's closed disciple, Mu Qianxue.

Just like the last time I saw Mu Qianxue, she still had a cold temperament, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, detached from the world.

No matter how many times you see a beauty like Mu Qianxue, you will still feel amazed.

Mu Qianxue gently placed the teacup on the table and spoke in a cold voice.

"Master, Your Highness, please have some tea."

"Your Highness, please!"

The Supervisor made a gesture of invitation, and Fang Heng naturally would not refuse the Supervisor's face.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The aroma of tea enters the throat, refreshing and clean.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange fluctuation of energy in the tea.

It actually resonated faintly with the Yellow Springs Yin Sha in his body.

This is? !
Fang Heng's heart was shaken, his eyes flashed, he looked up at the Supervisor and said in a deep voice.

"Zhang Zheng, this tea..."

The supervisor stroked his beard and chuckled.

"This tea is mixed with a trace of Jiuxiao Yang Gang, which is most suitable for Huangquan Yin Sha."

Fang Heng was moved. It was obvious that this cup of tea was specially prepared for him by the supervisor.

Now that he has refined the Earthly Evil Qi, he only lacks the Heavenly Qi to integrate into his magic power.

Fang Heng took a deep breath and bowed to the supervisor.

"Please give me some advice."

"I wonder where this Jiuxiao Yang Gang is?"

"There are traces of it in the secret realm of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion." The Supervisor said leisurely, "Time is running out before the next opening of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion."

"If Your Highness is interested, you can enter the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion to search."

"Thank you for your guidance, Supervisor. I will keep it in mind." Fang Heng bowed when he heard this.

He was secretly grateful in his heart.

The supervisor's advice was of great help to him.

After some greetings, Fang Heng left the Imperial Observatory.

After seeing Fang Heng’s departing back.

On the ninth-floor terrace of the Imperial Observatory, Mu Qianxue couldn't help but ask.

"Master, you really don't know Zhou Jueyin's identity?"

"Silly girl, how come even you doubt your master?" The supervisor said unhappily, his beard standing on end with anger.

"Zhou Jueyin stole the origin of the Nine Nether Seal from the God-Slaying Formation and used the treasure to confuse the heavens."

"Even if I have great abilities, I can't figure out Zhou Jueyin's identity."

I heard this secret from my master.

A rare look of surprise appeared on Mu Qianxue's cold face.

"Then how did His Highness the Ninth Prince know Zhou Jueyin's identity?" "We are from the same lineage, we are celestial masters, not constables."

"How could I, the teacher, know so much?"

"Just wait quietly. It won't be long before Zhou Jueyin's identity is revealed to the world."

……

The eye of the Xuanwu formation!

After leaving the Imperial Observatory, Fang Heng headed straight here.

Standing in front of the formation, he secretly activated the Void Formation Pupil and the Divine-Seeing Eye.

Two obscure rays of light burst out from his eyes, as if they could see through the fog.

In the God-Slaying Formation, the divine sea of ​​clouds appeared in front of Fang Heng again.

In the clouds and mist, the looming figure was as still as usual, without any movement.

However, this time, Fang Heng’s target was not the gods in the God-Slaying Formation, but the traces of the Three Treasures of Ghost Gate.

According to the Supervisor, Lord Huangquan blew up these three artifacts before his death.

The origin of the divine weapon and the divinity of Lord Huangquan were diffused in the God-Slaying Formation.

"Ok?"

"This is……"

Fang Heng's gaze focused, and he saw a shadow in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

Like a book.

It is very unreal and looks like a phantom.

"Could this be the origin of the Book of Life and Death?"

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he felt his mouth dry and his heartbeat quickened.

If it is really as he expected.

These are the words from the origin of the Book of Life and Death.

Can you use the Book of Life and Death in your hand to absorb the essence of the Book of Life and Death?

Fang Heng fell into deep thought.

He felt that this idea was still very feasible.

Of course, it is not an easy task to steal the origin of the Book of Life and Death from the God-Slaying Formation quietly.

It requires careful planning.

……

Plop!
The dark abyss viper spit out its tongue.

The mailbox fell onto the table.

Zhou Jueyin opened the mailbox, read the contents inside, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"East City's defense map!"

"Add to that the previous South City Defense Map, West City Defense Map, and North City Defense Map."

"Come to think of it, only the Central City defense map has not been delivered yet."

"The White Lotus Clan is truly generous, giving me this huge gift. What exactly do they want to do?"

Zhou Jueyin took a sip of the spiritual tea and fell into deep thought.

However, compared to the purpose of the Bailian lineage.

He was even more curious about who the Bai Lian lineage's accomplice was in the imperial court.

It seems that he has mastered the complete defense map of Yujing.

This energy is extraordinary!

"But none of this matters!"

"You, the White Lotus lineage, are nothing more than pawns in my hands."

……

On the night of the Little New Year, there was wind and snow.

The cold wind was howling, carrying large flakes of snow, which were flying wildly.

The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a thick white curtain.

In Yujing City, thousands of houses are lit up, it is a lively scene, and families are reunited.

However, the atmosphere in Wenyuan Pavilion was extremely solemn.

Tonight is the day to capture Zhou Jueyin.

West Hill, outside Changhu Villa.

Silence and coldness.

Only the sound of the north wind howling and the rustling of leaves could be heard.

The second prince and the right prime minister were present in person.

In order to capture Zhou Jueyin, they even mobilized the royal family's background.

Acquired magical treasure - the sky-covering umbrella.

The sky-covering umbrella can block out the breath and hide in the void.

With the protection of the Sky-covering Umbrella, even cultivators at the twelfth level cannot discover their whereabouts.

One moment of midnight!
The night was dark.

The Second Prince and the others, however, were not sleepy at all.

"There's movement!"

Someone whispered, and everyone looked over.

I saw a group of people coming towards Changhu Villa.

"It's the White Lotus Divine Evil!"

"The leader... is Nangong Yuehua."

The second prince was excited and clenched his fists excitedly.

I didn’t expect that the leader of the Bailian lineage would be the second candidate for the Saint, Nangong Yuehua. This is a big fish!

"Ninth brother's insider support is really a good trick."

"I can actually gain Nangong Yuehua's trust."

"This time, the Ninth Brother's men have captured Nangong Yuehua, so they deserve the most credit!"

The second prince sighed.

Then, he looked around and found that there was no other movement except from the White Lotus lineage.

"Where is Zhou Jueyin?"

"Hasn't shown up yet."

"No hurry, wait a little longer!"

……

When Nangong Yuehua arrived at Changhu Villa.

Seeing that there was no voice from Zhou Jueyin in Changhu Villa, her pretty face darkened slightly.

"Zhou Jueyin hasn't appeared yet?"

"Go and urge them!"

"Got it, Saint!"

A disciple of the White Lotus Sect hurried to notify the Ghost Gate lineage.

"Elder Jin, what is Zhou Jueyin's purpose?" Nangong Yuehua whispered.

Elder Jin shook his head and snorted coldly.

"Saint Maiden, Zhou Jueyin is a man with deep scheming. No one can guess what he is up to."

"Who knows what's going on in his mind?"

"Anyway, be careful!"

……

Two quarters of the midnight hour.

"Sir, there is a figure over at Changhu Villa." The spy from Quelou reported to Qingque.

"Zhou Jueyin has arrived?"

"It seems Zhou Jueyin is quite sincere. It's worth my personal trip."

"Let's go to Changhu Villa and meet the man who turned Yujing City upside down."

Qingque took the Quelou secret agent to Changhu Villa.

At this time, Nangong Yuehua and others were already getting a little impatient.

"Zhou Jueyin, what a big shot!"

Nangong Yuehua’s pretty face turned ashen, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"It was clearly him who contacted us first."

"You actually broke the appointment."

"I don't think he's sincere at all!"

"let's go!"

Nangong Yuehua snorted coldly.

He was very dissatisfied with Zhou Jueyin's lateness.

"Saint, please wait a moment, someone seems to be coming!" Elder Jin spoke up and reminded.

"Ok?"

Soon, he noticed that Qingque and others had arrived at Changhu Villa.

"Is this Zhou Jueyin? Why doesn't he look like him?" Nangong Yuehua frowned slightly.

Elder Jin, who was standing by, also fell into deep thought.

He came to Beijing with Nangong Yuehua.

I have never seen Zhou Jueyin before.

Therefore, for a moment, it was difficult to tell who among these people in front of him was Zhou Jueyin.

After Nangong Yuehua and others noticed the whereabouts of Quelou and others.

Qingque also discovered Nangong Yuehua's figure.

"Zhou Jue Yin?"

"No, judging by the divinity in them, they seem to be from the White Lotus lineage."

"Isn't Zhou Jueyin a divine evil from the Ghost Gate lineage?"

Having said that, Qingque suddenly realized that something was wrong and his face changed suddenly.

"No, retreat quickly!"

However, Qingque was still a step slower.

At this moment, a bright light appeared in Changhu Villa.

A killing array suddenly erupted.

The power of the formation swept over like a raging tide, enveloping everyone.

The aura was so terrifying, like that of a prehistoric beast.

Noticed the formation in Changhu Villa.

Nangong Yuehua was shocked and angry.

"Zhou Jueyin, how dare you plot against me?"

At this time, Nangong Yuehua had no idea that they had been ambushed by Zhou Jueyin.

Although I don’t know, is Zhou Jueyin targeting them?

Could it be that he has gone insane?

But in the face of a huge crisis, Nangong Yuehua quickly calmed down.

He shouted at Elder Jin.

"Elder Jin, hurry up!"

The formation is ruthless, and the dim light rises into the sky.

Like a sharp sword tearing through the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.

The light was cold and eerie, as if it came from the Netherworld, carrying with it endless destructive power.

The terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly erupted with Changhu Villa as the center.

It swept through the entire manor at lightning speed.

The sea is raging and the world is turned upside down!
The void is destroyed and the earth wails!
The manor was reduced to ruins in an instant.

The towering pavilions and terraces with carved beams and painted rafters were torn to pieces like paper.

The flowers, plants and trees in the manor were even uprooted.

It was crushed into pieces by the violent air wave, without even a trace left.

The terrifying air waves spread out in all directions.

Wherever it passed, mountains and rocks collapsed and everything was razed to the ground.

The formation erupted very suddenly.

Like a thunderbolt, it wiped out all life in Changhu Villa.

When the power of the formation fell, there was a dead silence in Changhu Villa.

Not even a trace of living creature was left.

This astonishing scene stunned the Second Prince and others who were hiding in the void.

"Right Prime Minister, are they fighting among themselves?"

The Right Prime Minister looked at everything in Changhu Villa, fell into deep thought, and muttered to himself.

"I'm not sure either, old man."

"This is very strange."

"Let's go in and take a look first."

The Second Prince and others entered Changhu Villa and saw several badly mutilated corpses.

Among them was a corpse, which caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

"Isn't this the Right Censor-in-Chief?"

Right Censor-in-Chief, Shen Yanzhou, a second-rank official!

hiss--

Shen Yanzhou turned out to be Zhou Jueyin, no wonder the God-Slaying Formation was tampered with.

"Take Shen Yanzhou with you. I will return to the palace to report."

The second prince's mouth curled up slightly, his excitement was evident in his words.

It seems that he has already seen the scene of being praised by his father.

Humph--

I have my ninth brother to help me, what can you use to fight me, big brother?

(End of this chapter)