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Chapter Fourteen: The Essence of Xuanhuang

Yu Fusang knelt down in front of Hou Yi's divine arrow in despair, but there was gradually a commotion on the platform. Hou Yi's divine arrow was surrendered by Feng Yu, and the terrifying arrow soul and feather array disappeared into thin air. The immortal palace thousands of feet away should no longer have defenses at this moment.

The coveted Shenzang is at your fingertips, who has the heart to care about the inconsequential Yu Fusang.【】

But Feng Yu didn't say anything, and no one dared to make any move. The scene of thousands of blood flowers blooming instantly still makes people shudder in retrospect.

The level of cultivation may not make much difference in terms of the restraint and defensive power of Emperor Huadi's Immortal Mansion. At least, only when you are out of the mortal realm can you have some confidence that you can safely travel in the Immortal Mansion.

Facts have proven that whoever makes the first move is likely to be killed first. Without anyone testing the situation, the result of wandering around is almost certain death. There are not many people who can achieve success in cultivation.

If you don't have the wisdom, as the saying goes, you will gain wisdom from every experience, and only idiots will use their precious lives to make wedding dresses for others.

"Sir Feng Yu, Yu Fusang is only a junior. Although he has offended Tianwei, there is no need for you to personally sanction him. Isn't this giving him too much face from the Golden Crow Clan?"

The person who spoke was Dao Hui, the master of the Wendao Sect. Feng Yu looked at Dao Hui coldly. The rest of Dao Hui's words immediately became stuck in his throat, and his face turned red. One look made him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his helpless face changed.

Not even a straw can be grasped.

"Then according to Sect Master Daohui's wishes, how should we deal with this person?"

Feng Yu looked away lightly, but Dao Hui felt as if he had been granted amnesty. Regardless of the sweat on his back, his head was running rapidly, trying to figure out Feng Yu's thoughts, and in an instant he came up with a solution that he thought was appropriate.

"Lord Feng Yu, it's really not worth wasting your precious time and that of all fellow Taoists for a fool. Why don't you order him to kneel here for a long time, firstly to give him a small punishment but secondly to let him reflect on his past and wait for us?

It's not too late to go back and slowly discuss his sins." Dao Hui tried her best to sound respectful and not flattering, but in other people's ears, it was definitely not the case.

Feng Yu took a few breaths lightly, causing Dao Hui's heart to beat wildly and then stop as he breathed, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and limbs.

"That's a good suggestion. Then the kneeling punishment should be carried out personally by Sect Leader Daohui."

Dao Hui said goodbye to the half-dead Yu Fusang, and Feng Yu, who had a playful smile on his face. His mouth was even more bitter than drinking coptis water. Today, he and Liang Zi of the Jinwu tribe were engaged, but offending the Jinwu tribe was troublesome, which angered Feng Yu.

Yu is provoking the God of Death. How can this experienced old fox not figure it out?

"It is Dao Hui's honor to serve you."

Dao Hui suspected that Feng Yu was testing him, so he did not dare to show any mercy, so he sacrificed a Sumeru peak. Weird talismans were engraved on the mountain. After careful analysis, he found that they were all Tao patterns about the law of gravity, releasing the field of gravity.

, causing the platform at the foot of Mount Xumi to completely collapse by three feet. With the platform like this, one can imagine the taste that Yu Fusang, who was kneeling on the platform, felt.

"Xumi Mountain, a Taoist artifact, is a pure earth-based magic weapon. It is blended with a trace of black and yellow essence. It weighs more than ten thousand pieces. It can split mountains and seas and destroy thousands of miles of land."

Feng Yu's eyes became more fiery, which made Dao Hui think that he was dazzled. Although Mount Xumi was extraordinary, it was just a Taoist weapon of the highest grade. Compared with Feng Yu's royal and holy magic weapons, it was not worth it at all.

Mention, Dao Hui really doesn’t understand why Feng Yu is attracted to Mount Xumi.

Feng Yu doesn't care about Taoist artifacts, but the essence of Xuanhuang is the main material for casting the Demon Soul Suppressing Tower. Feng Yu wants to suppress one of his old enemies, the Demon Lord holding the candle's Nether Dragon Seal. The Demon Soul Suppressing Tower is

Something indispensable.

If Feng Yu wants to refining the Demon Soul Suppressing Pavilion, in addition to exchanging 284 bronze bells with the Soul Suppressing Pavilion, the Xuanhuang Essence required to be prepared has reached a massive level.

Although the Xuanhuang Essence is not an innate chaotic divine object, it was also born in the chaotic universe. The creation god transformed from the vast righteousness in his chest. The Demon Soul Suppressing Tower can suppress the turbid energy of the evil spirits in the world. It can be said that it is all thanks to the Xuanhuang Essence.

achievement.

After the body of the Demon Soul Suppressing Tower fell apart, the Xuanhuang essence either dissipated or was tainted by evil spirits, but most of it merged into the depths of the mountains and rivers or the ocean abyss. The huge Xuanhuang Tower body was scattered across the vast human world, and

Like a dragon returning to the sea, it is nowhere to be found.

Now that he was discovered by Feng Yu, Feng Yu would not miss this god-given opportunity.

Although excited, Feng Yu's expression returned to its usual coldness. The importance of Xuanhuang Essence to him should not be known to outsiders, otherwise it might cause any disasters in the future.

Over the years, Feng Yu has been mobilizing the dark power of the Wangchen Sect to search for the whereabouts of the Xuanhuang Essence in the three continents, and there has been some gain. After all, the Xuanhuang Essence has little effect on ordinary monks. At most, it can be improved when refining weapons.

The weight of the magic weapon and Haoran's righteousness, this useless effect cannot be equated with the price offered by Feng Yu, so basically the monks who hold Xuanhuang Essence are willing to exchange it.

But if the news leaks out, someone will definitely compete for Xuanhuang Essence and then exchange it with Feng Yu at an exaggeratedly high price or very harsh conditions. This will be a very unfavorable situation for Feng Yu.

For this reason, Feng Yu decided to seize Mount Xumi from Taoist cultivators without leaving any trace.

"Sir Feng Yu, this little thing from Mount Xumi is indeed a bit interesting. If you like it, I might as well give it to you."

Is the Taoist artifact a gadget? This crazy talk will probably get the seal on Feng Yu.

Dao Hui's heart was bleeding as soon as he said the words, but if he could please Feng Yu and ease the conflict between Wen Dao and Wang Chen, it would be worth the effort.

"Fellow Dao Hui, when you say this, it sounds like I am a person who likes to take advantage of others. You can keep Mount Sumeru for yourself."

Dao Hui didn't expect that Feng Yu would flatly refuse. He clearly knew that Feng Yu was tempted, but Feng Yu's righteous objection seemed to slap him hard again, making him wake up from that very real illusion.

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The gift was not sent out, Dao Hui not only did not feel at ease, but was terrified to the point of death. She gave it to him, but Feng Yu was unwilling to accept Mount Xumi, but she seemed to be attracted to him. What would Feng Yu do? Xue Xi asked

Daozong, this possibility does not exist, and the more Dao Hui thinks about it, the more he thinks that the terrible speculation in his heart will soon turn into a bloody reality.

Mount Sumeru instantly changed from a beloved magic weapon to a hot potato that could lead to the annihilation of the sect at any time. Dao Hui urgently hoped that after leaving the platform, someone would steal or snatch Mount Sumeru, so that he would feel at ease.

, but this is not realistic at all. Feng Yu personally asked Yu Fusang to kneel down as punishment. Whoever eats his ambition dares to release Yu Fusang in disguise.

Just as Feng Yu was about to leave the platform and fly towards the Immortal Tower, Dao Hui was sweating behind his ears. He could no longer hold his breath. He could not leave the fate of Taoism to the hands of God.

The Tianyi Sect's lessons learned from the past were bloody before their eyes. Even though the sect still existed and the orthodoxy that could be passed down for thousands of years had almost changed its surname, Yixuan was willing to bear the infamy of being a sinner through the ages, but he couldn't agree with it.

For the sake of the sect, a Taoist cultivator can bend his knees and endure humiliation, but he cannot let the ancestral orthodoxy fall into his hands.

"Lord Feng Yu."

The Taoist cultivator called Feng Yu to stop, which attracted a lot of angry looks. Everyone was expecting Feng Yu to move towards the Immortal Palace. The Taoist cultivator came to interfere at this time. In a word, he was very ignorant.

"Is there anything else, Master Dao Cultivator?" Feng Yu smiled brightly, and her fierce temperament became much softer.

"Sir, I don't think it's appropriate to leave Yu Fusang alone here. Maybe someone is waiting for an opportunity to rescue him."

Many people are very popular. What kind of person is this Yu Fusang? It deserves the attention of Tangtang Wendao Sect Master. If you leave the divine treasure at your fingertips in the Immortal Palace and don't take it, you waste time on this nonsense. This is not because your head was kicked by a donkey.

Performance?

"Tao Xiu, your brain is confused. If you are really worried, why don't I take action now and kill this brat?"

Standing next to Dao Xiu, Yixuan felt the countless lethal gazes and tried to save Dao Xiu in a mocking tone.

The Tianyi sect and the Taoist sect have been in very similar situations over the past few decades. They are so-called lip-locked. On the surface, Bie Yixuan and Taoist sect like to quarrel. Secretly, the two sects have long formed an alliance to prepare for the worst case scenario.

I don’t understand how a Taoist cultivator could do such a stupid thing. Isn’t this a clear challenge to the fragile nerves of all the monks in the world before they were buried in the Immortal Palace?

"Shut up."

"What did you say?"

"I told you to shut up."

The Taoist cultivator wanted to kick Yixuan in the face. This tough guy didn't smell Feng Yu's murderous intention at all. He deserved that the Tianyi Sect became a vassal of the Wangchen Sect.

Seeing the nervous Dao Hui and the incomprehensible Yi Xuan, Feng Yu actually had the urge to laugh. Fortunately, he had developed a good face. Although he was not as invulnerable as Shui Wuhen, he was still invulnerable.

I can barely cope with this situation.

Feng Yu held back her smile and asked with trembling lips, "What do you mean by Sect Master Yi Daohui?"

"I would still like to ask you to put Yu Fusang into the Glazed Pagoda to prevent others from trying to rescue her."

Many monks were about to go berserk and wanted to kill everyone who was related to the Golden Crow tribe immediately.

"This little thing really bothers Brother Dao, but what Brother Dao said makes sense, so I will accept Brother Dao's suggestion."

With a move of Feng Yu's hand, the Glazed Pagoda appeared again, and a Buddha's light shot out from the bottom of the tower, pulling Yu Fusang in. Of course, Mount Xumi was also "unintentionally" brought in.

Daohui finally breathed a sigh of relief and almost shed tears of gratitude.

"Brother Taoist, come with me to the Immortal Palace."

Dao Hui, who was stunned on the spot, raised his head and found that Feng Yu, Tu Yun and others were floating in the void. Yixuan was staring at him in confusion. Only then did Dao Hui realize that everyone was preparing to leave for the Immortal Palace.

Dao Hui laughed, the laughter sounded a bit silly, but he was really happy. Feng Yu changed the title to him and reminded him kindly that this gift and this suffering were worth it, truly worth it.

More exciting content is worth looking forward to...

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