Chapter 903: The Cauldron Breaks and the Dragon Ascends
At this moment, the several palace masters, Sanren and a group of Jindan monks who are still in the valley are all Su Lao who have been cultivating in the Qianyuan Holy Palace for hundreds of years. They have never seen any scene before, but what happened today
This is really the first time I encountered it.
A mere two Golden Core Realm monks actually dared to attack the sect, treating all the masters in the sect as if they were nothing!
Although Master Po Xie is a female, he has the most fiery temper. Seeing that Liang Yan's aura was only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, he dared to speak nonsense, and he was really furious.
She didn't pay attention to the two senior brothers next to her, and just pinched it with one hand, and the ring on her back immediately made a "buzzing" sound.
After a while, the huge ring split into two half-moon-shaped scimitars. The left half was as red as blood, while the right half was as lavender as blue.
"Cangming has two blades, one blade kills evil and one blade calms souls, go!"
As Master Po Xie shouted, the two scimitars flew into the air at the same time. The blood-red blade was filled with murderous intent, as if it wanted to kill all living creatures in the world. However, the purple orchid blade was very weird. Liang Yan just stared at it.
, and then felt that his soul had a faint tendency to be suppressed.
If he hadn't had a solid foundation and possessed the "Eight Divisions of Evolution" of Buddhism, his consciousness would have been taken out of his body at this moment, and one can imagine his tragic end.
"What a cruel method!"
Liang Yan snorted coldly, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and the light of the Dingguang Sword beside him instantly surged, turning into a long river of sword energy of more than thirty feet, pouring down from mid-air.
"Jiangang!"
Master Po Xie's pupils shrank. She didn't expect that the monk at the Golden Core stage in front of her had actually cultivated the Sword Gang.
When it comes to the power of this sword, she knows it better than anyone else. Back then, Lin Shanjun and she were both one of the five hall masters, and were the only female cultivators in the sect, so naturally she had a desire to win in her heart.
Originally, Lin Shanjun's cultivation time was far less than hers, and her magical power was also inferior to hers. However, she did not expect that this junior sister was so talented that she actually cultivated the Sword Gang after reaching the Golden Core Realm. Since then, she has been stabilizing herself.
It made her feel really depressed for a long time.
What I never expected was that I met another Jian Gang Stage monk today!
"When did this Jian Gang become so easy to practice?"
Master Po Xie cursed secretly in his heart, and then said harshly: "Hmph, even if you have mastered Jian Gang, you are only a monk in the early stage of Jin Dan. When I competed with Junior Sister Lin, I only lost half a move. How can I still do it today?"
Can’t take you down?”
She was already a little jealous of Lin Shanjun, but when she saw that Liang Yan's silver sword was somewhat similar to that of Lin Shanjun, she really hated him. She pinched the techniques with both hands quickly, and only used "Zhu Xie" and "Suppress the Soul".
The double blades are pushed to the extreme.
Liang Yan saw that she was filled with murderous intent, so of course he would not hold back. He used the "Phaseless Sword Sutra" to activate the sword gang of the fixed light sword. Countless silver sword energy surged like a river, instantly "killing evil" and "suppressing evil".
"Soul" was involved in it.
A series of clanking sounds of swords clashing were heard. Both sides wielded magic weapons and fought dozens of moves in mid-air. The double-edged swords of Master Po Xie were gradually eroded by the sword energy, and the originally sharp blades actually had little spots.
Gap.
"How can it be!"
Master Ban Xie's eyes were surprised. She has Cangming's double blades, the red blade to kill evil and the purple blade to calm souls. One is specialized in cutting tangible objects, and the other is specialized in cutting invisible objects. With the two blades combined, the power cannot be underestimated.
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Even if Lin Shanjun wanted to gain an advantage over her, he had to stay away from her with hundreds of moves. Who is this person in front of him? He actually managed to use just a few dozen moves with just his early stage cultivation of Jindan.
You already have the upper hand!
Master Po Xie's mind was filled with random thoughts. Although these thoughts only lasted for a moment, when she came back to her senses, the originally mighty silver river suddenly disappeared.
"What?"
Master Po Xie was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly released her spiritual consciousness outside her body, trying to find the location of the silver flying sword. However, before she could make a move, a sword light struck from behind her head!
"Sister, be careful!"
A loud shout came, but it was the Musan people on the square who spoke up to remind them.
While he was speaking, he pinched his magic skills with both hands, and a huge wooden stake suddenly fell from the sky. It actually suppressed all the silver sword light in mid-air, and also concealed the traces of the fixed light sword that was preparing to deliver a killing blow to Master Po Xie.
Knocked out!
"Huh?"
Liang Yan let out a light sigh, and was a little surprised in his heart. Although his fixed light sword was better at sneak attacks and was not the most powerful, it had finally become a sword. How could it be knocked away by a wooden stake?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward. He saw that the wooden pile was nearly a hundred feet high and ten feet wide. It was yellow and orange with three golden rings in the middle and a golden lotus at the bottom.
The most bizarre thing is that there is a portrait of a real dragon on top of the wooden pile. Although the painting is lifelike, its expression is very ferocious, as if it is enduring great pain.
"Dragon Escape Pile!"
On the surrounding stone platforms, there were people who recognized this magic weapon and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Speaking of which, this dragon-escaping pile has a great origin. It is a magic weapon that the Musan people finally obtained by using the "Five Yun Divine Tree" as the foundation, taking a drop of dragon blood and imprisoning it for hundreds of years with a special secret method.
Whether it is the "Five Yun Divine Tree" or the blood of the true dragon, they are extremely precious and rare items. Looking at the entire Nanchui, it can be said that they have long been extinct.
But in his early years, Mu Sanren accidentally obtained the method of refining half of the "Five Yun Sacred Tree" and the "Dragon Escape Stake" in a secret place. From then on, he devoted himself to cultivating this treasure.
Later, he joined the Qianyuan Holy Palace and made many great contributions to the sect. Finally, at an auction of the Beihai Monster Clan, Master Chantai took the initiative and bought him a drop of dragon blood from outside the territory. Although this drop of dragon blood
It's not very pure, but it's enough for Musan people to refine the dragon-escaping stake.
Now, as soon as this treasure came out, the wind spread all over the fields, and the clouds and fog filled the sky. Just when Liang Yan's silver sword light was about to hit the back of the head of Master Po Xie, it was directly pressed down by this "Dragon Escape Stake". Even he
The Dingguang Sword was also hit and exposed, and returned without success.
"What a powerful wood-attribute magic weapon!"
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, and instead of continuing to chase Master Po Xie, he turned his sword light and pointed it at the Musan people below.
His eyes were venomous, and he had already seen that the magical power of this Musan man was really ordinary, and it was this wooden stake magic weapon that he relied on. If he was allowed to cast spells by him, no matter who he wanted to kill, he would be killed.
was blocked by him.
Rather than being restrained by him, it is better to kill this person first!
"Be bold, don't be arrogant!"
At this time, another loud shout came, but the Mingde Sanren on the side frowned angrily. They didn't see how he performed the seal, but he just raised his hand and patted his forehead, and immediately a ball of green energy came out of his head.
This ball of green energy rushed into the air and instantly turned into a huge bronze cauldron. Flames were burning underneath, and clouds and mist were steaming inside the cauldron, making it impossible to see what was inside.
The moment the bronze furnace appeared, Master Po Xie and Mu Sanren also moved at the same time.
I saw Master Po Xie biting the tip of his tongue and spraying a mouthful of tongue blood on his Cang Ming double blades. The purple and red swords received such nourishment, and immediately the sword light exploded, turning into two afterimages and slashing towards Liang Yan.
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At the same time, the Musan man's face was solemn and he kept chanting incantations. The dragon-escaping pile spun rapidly in mid-air, erupted with a roaring sound, and disappeared from the void the next moment.
Before Liang Yan could release his spiritual consciousness to investigate, the dragon-escaping stake appeared directly above his head, pressing down on him with an extremely strong momentum.
Liang Yan was under the dragon-escaping stake, and he felt as if there was a tall mountain falling from the sky above his head. The three golden rings on the wooden stake vibrated at the same time, seeming to have locked all the aura around him, and it was too late to even make a secret to escape.
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He narrowed his eyes. Although he was still frightened at the moment, he only pinched the sword in his hand sharply. The silver-white sword that was transformed into the Dingguang sword was like a long river rolling back, surrounding him, combining the "Zhu Xie" and "Zhu Xie" of Master Po Xie.
"Zhenhun" are all blocked outside Jian Gang.
However, the Dragon Escape Stake fell from the sky at this moment and was suppressing him. This treasure was indeed extraordinary. Even though Liang Yan's body was powerful, he still found it difficult to escape under the suppression of this treasure.
boom!
Hearing a muffled sound, Liang Yan was pressed by the dragon-escaping stake and fell dozens of feet downward involuntarily, falling right into the bronze furnace cauldron.
Mingde Sanren took a clear look below, his face was overjoyed when he saw this, and he opened his mouth and shouted:
"Senior Brother Mu, help me seal the furnace lid quickly!"
Musan and Mingde San are both one of the seven major Sans, and their friendship is also very good. At this time, they immediately understood and just pinched the magic formula in their hands, and the dragon-escaping pile sank downwards with a bang!
Completely seal the mouth of the bronze furnace!
"When the wind comes, the fire begins!"
Mingde Sanren waved his sleeves, and the wind and clouds in the valley met. The fire under the cauldron took advantage of the wind, and the flames shot up to the sky, seeming to turn the people inside the cauldron into flying ashes.
"Hahaha, you little thief! Once you enter my cauldron, no matter how many changes you undergo, you will never be able to escape!"
Mingde Sanren laughed and was secretly happy in his heart. The technique he practiced was called "Huangting Dan Cauldron Sutra". This technique was quite special. He had to use the Dantian as a furnace and the sea of Qi as a cauldron to build a cauldron in his own body.
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Before reaching the golden elixir stage, cultivators need to burn a fire in the furnace and guard it with their thoughts and spiritual consciousness. At the same time, they must collect a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to supply the cauldron in their bodies, which is called "herb collection".
Return to the tripod."
After reaching the golden elixir stage, this cauldron can be released from the body. As long as the opponent is contained in it, all of his magic power will be gradually eliminated, and he will eventually be turned into fly ash.
The Mingde San people saw Liang Yan being put into the cauldron, and the Mu San people's dragon-escaping stake sealed the furnace for him. They knew that this man could not fly without wings, and he was secretly happy in his heart.
He ranks low among the seven Sanren, and his status is much inferior to that of the five hall masters. The swordsmanship that Liang Yan just displayed was extraordinary. Even one of the five hall masters, Master Po Xie, almost failed.
His men suffered a great loss.
If he can capture this son, it will be a great achievement. From now on, his status in the Qianyuan Holy Palace will surely rise to a higher level. Not only will he be on an equal footing with the masters of the five major palaces, he will at least be ranked first among the Qiansan people.
However, just when he was feeling proud, a violent noise suddenly came from the cauldron.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of crashing sounds came from the cauldron, and the entire bronze cauldron swayed left and right in mid-air, with a tendency to be on the verge of collapse.
"This guy still has some energy left?!"
Mingde Sanren was startled, and his expression became solemn. He saw him flying up into the air, using his hands continuously and mumbling words.
As his magic formula changed, the flames under the bronze cauldron became more and more intense. Ancient runes the size of tadpoles began to appear on the cauldron, and streaks of colorful light surrounded the cauldron.
The cauldron, which was originally restless, gradually became calm after the appearance of these strange phenomena. Everyone below saw this and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I wonder what this kid is capable of, but in the end he is just a clown!" One of the elders at the Golden Core Realm laughed.
As soon as he said this, the person next to him immediately nodded and agreed: "Yes, Brother Mingde's 'Huang Ting Dan Cauldron Sutra' is indeed well-deserved. No matter how you are three heads and six arms, you can change in thousands of ways. As long as you enter this cauldron, you will be able to do anything."
If you want to turn it into nothing, you will eventually end up dead!"
"Hahaha, this kid is overestimating his abilities. By the time the furnace is turned on, he will probably have turned into a handful of fly ash!"
The Jindan monks below were talking a lot, but Taoist Mingde in mid-air frowned deeply and his face became increasingly pale.
"puff!"
While everyone was talking and laughing, the Mingde Sanren suddenly opened his mouth and vomited, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the breath in his body began to wither quickly.
Everyone was a little confused when they saw this, but before they could ask, they heard Mingde Sanren shouting loudly:
"No, this guy is going to kick my cauldron! Junior brothers, help me quickly!"
As soon as he said this, the expressions of all the elders at the golden elixir stage changed greatly. Those of them who are junior disciples have heard about the power of the cauldron of Mingde Sanren for a long time, let alone a mere monk in the early golden elixir stage.
Even a monk at the peak of the golden elixir would find it difficult to escape once he enters this cauldron.
"Who is this person?!"
More than ten Jindan realm elders in the Qianyuan Holy Palace had such an idea in their minds at the same time.
However, they didn't have time to think too much. They flew into the air almost at the same time, and kept making secrets in their hands, pouring magic power into the bronze cauldron to help Mingde Sanren maintain their magical powers.
Seeing this, Mingde Sanren's face softened slightly, and he was about to say thank you. However, the next moment, he saw a purple sword light protruding from the cauldron. At first, it was just a sword light as thin as a gossamer. After a while, the sword energy raged and evolved.
It was a sword gang more than 30 feet long, mixed with the energy of Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, and it actually split his entire cauldron with one sword!
"No!"
Mingde Sanren screamed, this cauldron was made with his own essence, energy, and spirit. It was closely related to his life. He never thought that one day it would be split open from the inside.
His face was pale, blood spurted from his mouth, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. His whole body involuntarily fell towards the white jade square below.
The Jindan elders who helped guard the bronze cauldron also took more than ten steps back in mid-air at this moment. Qi and blood surged in their bodies, and there was a deep depression in their chests. Suddenly, they spit out "Wow!"
A mouthful of blood.
At this moment, a figure jumped out from the chopped cauldron.
This man looks very different from the white-robed young man just now. Not only is he taller, but he also has a tall and straight body with broad shoulders. He is wearing a gray cloth robe with many damages on it.
Although his long hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn, his sword was in the air at this moment, and his eyes were coldly scanning. Although there were many Jindan monks present, no one dared to speak out!
