Chapter 367; Holy Sword Palace, Cave Treasure [5,000 words]

Author: My demon chooses Li Bai

Chapter 367; Holy Sword Palace, Cave Treasure [5,000 words]

The mountain peaks shrouded in heavy fog are breathtaking and majestic. The mountains are steep and rugged, standing proudly under the sky, like a divine sword that splits the sky and the earth. It invisibly spits out a force that tears the human body and suppresses the will and spirit of the person.

The more powerful your sword and martial arts skills are, the more terrifying you will feel.

Driving the Jin Ge chariot, Fang Ping came across the sky and set his sights on the position at the foot of the mountain.

There was actually a monastery hut, with lush greenery in front of the house, some fruits and rice planted there, and a chessboard on which two black and white players were clearly intertwined.

"I don't know which Taoist friend came here."

An old voice floated out from the hut, and then I saw an old man with elegant features and a thin appearance, wearing a black and white robe, with an air of immortality, walking out of the hut. He looked up and saw a golden chariot standing in the sky.

Fang Pingping, above, had an uproar in his ancient eyes that had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Outside the noble and domineering golden chariot, there are flying shadows such as divine phoenixes and dragons, and there is also a conquest spirit that spans the four seas of Kyushu and pacifies everything in the world. The tall young man in black standing on it is even more...

It is unpredictable and mysterious, and Yuan Tingyue is standing tall. It has the power to dominate the mountains and rivers and dominate the world.

Even though the old man in black and white robes was used to seeing extraordinary talents and powerful men, when he personally experienced the ancient and modern majesty of the figure on the golden chariot, he was shocked and amazed for a while.

"Supernatural Martial Saint..." The old man in Fang Ping's eyes has an extraordinary appearance, elegant and refined, and looks like an outsider who is far away from the troubles of the world. There is a surge of magical power in his body, and he can control a few magical seeds.

Got it.

For strong men who have reached the stage of magical martial arts saints, if they do not engage in confrontation or deliberately expose their cultivation base, it will be difficult for each other to see through how many magical seeds are in the other's body, and the same goes for Fang Ping.

The cuffs bulged, and the Jin Ge chariot shrank to the size of a fingernail and disappeared.

Fang Ping hugged Tantai Qingluo and landed in front of the monastery. He retracted his arm from the slender waist of the female sect leader, cupped his hands and said, "Wang Teng."

The female sect leader glanced at the young man:???

Wang Teng? Don’t you know what your name is?

Fang Ping didn't explain, but there were a few people who were honest with each other when they were out and about.

"Fellow Taoist Wang Teng, I am disrespectful and disrespectful. You are so majestic and powerful. You are truly the first person I have ever seen in my life."

The old man didn't dare to give a big reply and said, "I, Qiu Xuanji, come from Chu State."

There are thirty-three human kingdoms, including twenty-seven small countries, six large countries, Daxuan, and Qin, all of which are small and remote countries.

This Chu country is also one of the small countries in the thirty-three countries of the human race.

Fang Ping pondered for a moment and said: "The Kingdom of Chu is far away from the Tianjian Mountains, so why do fellow Taoists come here to live in seclusion?"

There are houses and fields at the foot of the mountain. Looking at this situation, the old guy has been living in this Tianjian Mountain Range for more than a day or two.

"Why are fellow Taoists here?" Qiu Xuanji asked with a half-smile.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, and the martial arts momentum enveloped the old guy like a thunderous explosion.

Qiu Xuanji, who was in the midst of his martial arts situation, was breathing heavily, his blood was flowing backwards, and his heart was pounding. He was like a small boat falling into the endless turbulent waves that swallowed up the sky and the earth, but his body was so cultivated.

I didn't get it for free. Even though the world was spinning and my hair was on edge, I could still withstand it.

After more than a dozen breaths passed, and seeing the old man who was unmoved under the pressure of martial arts, Fang Ping took a long breath and said with a smile: "But I am rude."

He put away the martial arts power that was suppressing the old man's body and took out the piece of iron.

Surprisingly, after seeing the iron block that Fang Ping took out, Qiu Xuanji was momentarily surprised, and then he also took out an iron block, which was similar in shape to the iron block in Fang Ping's hand. It seemed to come from the same thing. After meeting, the opposite sex became attracted to each other.

Repulsion, like-sex attraction shines with an obscure light.

"Oh? It turns out there's more than one piece of this thing." Fang Ping laughed, and then expressed his speculation.

After hearing this, Qiu Xuanji nodded repeatedly and said, "What my fellow Taoist said is true, this is indeed the key to a certain treasure, and that treasure is inside the mountain. You need to collect nine iron keys to open the entrance to the treasure.

.The person who left this treasure behind was an ancestor of the Martial God from the Holy Sword Palace a thousand years ago."

The God of War can evolve into the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and has great supernatural powers and great power to suppress the nine states and the four seas.

Before this, Fang Ping really didn't dare to think that the piece of iron in his hand could actually be the key to unlocking the treasure of a Martial God.

After a brief moment of excitement, Fang Ping asked calmly: "How does fellow Taoist know such details?"

The Martial God Treasure, the attraction generated by just four words, can create a huge wave in the Tianjian Mountain Range, no, in the thirty-three human kingdoms. There is no need for the old guy to tell this secret.

"To be honest, I come from the Holy Sword Palace. Thousands of years ago, my ancestor broke through to the Martial God Realm and condensed the world of Dharma. However, his foundation was unstable and his mood was lacking, so he left the Holy Sword Palace and traveled around the world to sharpen his martial arts foundation.

At that time, I was just a boy beside my ancestor who witnessed this incident." Qiu Xuanji revealed his identity in a shocking voice.

Fang Ping looked at his nose and heart with flat eyes, but there was no sound.

"The old man was attacked and killed by a powerful enemy while traveling, and was seriously injured. Before he was enthroned in the Tianjian Mountains, he sent a message back to the Holy Sword Palace and informed him that he would be enthroned here. In order not to cut off some of the inheritance of the Holy Sword Palace, the ancestor was enthroned.

We opened up a cave space before, and when a group of elders from the sect came here to get the key left by our ancestors and wanted to open the cave treasure, a group of people came out."

"During the melee, the key was shattered. An elder took one of the fragments and escaped back to the sect with a narrow escape. As a result, the Holy Sword Palace was severely injured and unable to recover. The only way to recover was to retrieve the cave space, and the ancestor

Only the inheritance left behind can revitalize the Holy Sword Palace. I have lived here in seclusion for the past hundred years, just waiting for someone to come to my door again."

Qiu Xuanji finished speaking in one breath and his eyes flickered outside Fang Ping.

"Waiting for someone to come to the door..." Fang Ping smiled. Is this old guy waiting for the warriors who hold the keys to the treasure to surrender themselves to the Tianjian Mountains? Is he trying to snatch them away?

It is the best policy to just sit back and wait.

"In that case, let's do it."

Fang Ping soared into the sky and mobilized the power of the yin and yang magical power seeds in his body. This magical power seed of his evolved from the power of yin and yang and has definitely reached the quality of forbidden magical powers. It is still unclear whether it has reached the level of the supreme magical power seeds.

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"Fellow Taoist, I have misunderstood. I have said so much, not to make a fuss, but... I want you to comment, fellow Taoist, that the treasure in the cave space was left by my ancestor, the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace.

Should it belong to my Holy Sword Palace?"

Comment?

Fang Ping was speechless. If we were to be honest, the inherited treasures left by the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace should naturally belong to the Holy Sword Palace, just like a son inherits his father's throne and pays his father's debt, but this

The most unreasonable thing in the world is that there is no absolute justice. Only if you have a big fist can you be justified! If your fist is not strong, no matter how reasonable you are, you can only be bullied and ridiculed by others.

"Alas, the world is desolate." Qiu Xuanji sighed.

"To unlock the treasure left by the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace Martial God, you need to collect nine iron keys. But the Kyushu and the Four Seas are so vast. To collect the remaining iron keys is no less than fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea." Fang Ping

After finishing his slander, he said: "The law of the jungle is the eternal truth of this world. Fellow Taoists lamenting the desolation of the world are just complaints about things not being what they want."

When the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace was still there, it must have been extremely glorious and dominating the Eight Desolations. Why didn't you say that the world was desolate at that time? Now you are starting to complain about the desolation of the world, and there is no justice.

"Fellow Taoist hit the nail on the head, I am ashamed..." Qiu Xuanji's face turned red and he bowed in shame.

Fang Ping hummed and said, "Since this key is so important to your Holy Sword Palace, let's make a deal. You offer something to buy this key from me."

Qiu Xuanji was surprised and asked: "Fellow Taoist, don't you want the treasure inheritance left by the ancestor of the God of War?"

"I want to, but I don't want to invest too much time in this matter. Do you want me to run around and collect the remaining iron keys scattered in the world? It's better to take them out in exchange for some practical benefits." Fang Ping said bluntly.

He told him his thoughts, no matter how tempting the Martial God Treasure was, it could not affect his cultivation.

Qiu Xuanji took a breath, looked convinced, and said: "Fellow Taoist is so majestic and so open-minded and wise, I admire you. But with all due respect, you don't have to be like this, you have nine iron keys."

, I have one, and there are seven more. Although they are not in my hands, they each have their own owners.

I am hiding in the Tianjian Mountain Range just to wait for the person holding the last key to come here. As long as I contact the other seven people holding the iron key and come to the Tianjian Mountain Range, I can immediately open the Martial God Ancestor.

The cave treasure left behind.”

From the moment he saw Fang Ping, he knew that the time had come to unlock the treasure of the Martial God Ancestor and rebuild the glory of the Holy Sword Palace!

"Coincidence?" Fang Ping glanced sideways at the old guy. It didn't look like he was talking nonsense. He was not afraid of what tricks the old guy would play. Having become a magical martial saint, he was confident and fearless. He chuckled: "

That’s really great.”

"I will inform the warriors holding the remaining iron keys to come. There are two parties inside that need special attention. One is the Hell Blood Mountain, and the other is the royal family of the Kingdom of Wu. I suspect that the ancestor of the God of War was attacked and killed thousands of years ago, causing the God of War to

Behind the death of our ancestors is the Hell Blood Mountain and the royal family of the Wu Kingdom." Qiu Xuanji said with a heavy expression.

Wu Kingdom, one of the six major kingdoms of the human race! Hell Blood Mountain, the Martial God Dao Lineage!

Fang Ping felt solemn and nodded: "If you have any ideas, Fellow Daoist Qiu, you can tell me. There is no need to beat around the bush and test Wang carefully."

"I want to join forces with fellow Taoists to advance and retreat together." Qiu Xuanji expressed his thoughts word by word. His Holy Sword Palace is different from the past. Thousands of years ago, the Holy Sword Palace had the Martial God Ancestor and more than a dozen other people.

An elder with magical powers and martial arts saints, and dozens of elders with magical powers and martial arts saints, such as Keqing, are really the Thirty-three Kingdoms of the Disregarding Human Race. What about today? There are two or three big cats and a large group of mice.

He had three magical seeds, but his lifespan was exhausted and he didn't have much time left. He thought that he would never be able to wait until the day when the ancestor of the Martial God's treasure cave would be opened in his lifetime. Who would have thought that Fang Ping would suddenly show up with such a majestic figure?

The abyss was unfathomable, so he tried every step of the way to get the idea of ​​joining forces with Fang Ping.

Otherwise, how to deal with the Hell Blood Mountain and the royal family of Wu Kingdom?

"What about Hell Blood Mountain and the royal family of the Kingdom of Wu? As long as it's not a giant of the God of War, I can deal with it, but it's somewhat difficult to survive alone. Cooperating with the Holy Sword Palace will be beneficial without any harm, and the treasures in the cave will be inherited.

It was left behind by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace. Who knows if the Martial God Ancestor left any tricks behind..."

After thinking about this, Fang Ping made a decision: "What kind of cooperation method, let's make it clear first."
To be continued...