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 have all been cultivating in the Qianyuan Holy Palace for hundreds of years. Mr. Su, I have never seen anything like this before, but today this is really the first time I have encountered it.
A mere two Golden Core Realm monks actually dared to attack the sect and treat the masters in the sect as if they were nothing!
Although Master Po Xie is a woman, he has the hottest 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 ignored the two senior brothers next to her and pinched it with one hand, and the ring on her back immediately made a "buzzing" sound.
After a moment, 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.
"Cang Ming has double blades, one blade to kill evil, one blade to calm souls, go!"
As Master Poxie shouted, the two scimitars flew into the air at the same time, blood red. The blade was filled with murderous intent, as if it wanted to kill all living creatures in the world, but the Purple Orchid Blade was extremely weird. Liang Yan just stared at it and felt that his soul was faintly suppressed.
If he had not had a solid foundation and possessed the "Eight Divisions of Evolution" of Buddhism, I am afraid that his spiritual consciousness would have been extracted from the body at this moment, and one can imagine the tragic end.
“What a ruthless 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 golden elixir stage monk in front of her had actually cultivated Jiangang.
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 the only female cultivator in the sect. Naturally, she had some doubts in her heart. A competitive spirit.
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 Sword Gang after reaching the Golden Core Realm. From then on, she Keeping her head under control all the time made her feel really depressed for a long time.
What I never expected was that I would meet another Jian Gang Stage monk today!
“When did this Jian Gang become so easy to practice?”
Master Po Xie cursed in his heart, and then spontaneously said harshly: “Hmph, even if you master Jian Gang, you will only be able to practice it. I am just a monk at the early stage of the Golden Elixir. When I competed with Junior Sister Lin, I only lost half the battle. It’s just a move, why can’t I defeat you today?”
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. The techniques of both hands were pinched urgently, and the double blades of "Zhu Xie" and "Soul Suppressing" were activated to the extreme.
Liang Yan saw her murderous intent, and 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, and instantly " "Zhu Xie" and "Zu Xie" were all involved.
A series of clanking sounds of swords clashing were heard. Both parties wielded their magic weapons and fought dozens of moves in mid-air. The double blades of Master Po Xie's Cangming were gradually eroded by the sword energy, and the originally sharp blades actually had little spots. Gap.
“How is that possible!”
Zhen Baxie’s eyes were surprised. She has two double blades, the red blade kills evil and the purple blade calms souls. One is specialized in cutting tangible objects, and the other is specialized in killing. To cut down invisible objects, the power of the two blades cannot be underestimated.
Even back then, if Lin Shanjun wanted to gain some advantage over her, he had to use hundreds of moves. Who is this person in front of me? He actually gained the upper hand in just a few dozen moves just by relying on his early stage cultivation of the golden elixir!
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, there was a sword light behind her. Cut it from the back of the head!
"Senior 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 was pinching 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 prepared the hidden traces for the master to break the evil. The killing sword was knocked out!
"Huh?"
Liang Yan let out a light sigh, and was a little surprised in his heart. Although his Dingguang Sword was better at sneak attacks and was not the most powerful, it was still a sword after all. How could it be beaten by a piece of wood? Did the pile knock the sword energy away?
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, and it seems that it is enduring great pain.
“Dragon Dungeon!”
On the surrounding stone platforms, there were people who recognized this magic weapon and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Speaking of it, 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 things. Looking at the entire Nanchui, it can be said that they have long been extinct.
Danmu Sanren accidentally obtained half of the "Five Yun Sacred Tree" and the "Dragon Escape Pile" in a secret realm by mistake in his early years. Since then, he has been thinking about it. This treasure is practiced.
Later, he joined the Qianyuan Holy Palace and made many great contributions to the sect. Finally, at an auction of the Beihai Demon Clan, Master Chantai bought him a drop of dragon blood from outside the territory. , although this drop of dragon blood is not very pure, it is enough for Musan people to refine the dragon escape pile.
Now, as soon as this treasure came out, the wind spread all over the field, and the clouds and mist filled the sky. Just when Liang Yan's silver sword light was about to hit the back of the head of Master Breaking Evil, 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 did not continue to chase Master Po Xie. Instead, he turned his sword light and pointed it at the wood below. Loose people.
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 pile magic weapon that he relied on. If he was allowed to cast spells by this person, he would not care Anyone who wants to behead will be blocked by him.
Instead of being restrained by him, it is better to kill this person first!
"Be bold, don't be so arrogant!"
At this time, there was another loud shout, but the Mingde Sanren on the side frowned angrily. They didn't see how he was saying goodbye. He just raised his hand and patted his forehead, and immediately Then a ball of green energy emerged from the top of his head.
This ball of green energy rushed into the air and instantly turned into a huge bronze cauldron. There were flames burning underneath, and the inside of the cauldron was filled with steaming clouds, making it impossible to see what was inside. The moment the bronze cauldron appeared, Master Poxie and Mu Sanren also moved at the same time
I saw Master Poxie bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of tongue blood on his Cangming double blades, the purple After receiving such nourishment, the red double swords immediately let out a bright light, turning into two afterimages and slashing towards Liang Yan.
At the same time, Musan'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 felt as if there was a mountain falling from the sky above his head. The three golden rings on the stake vibrated at the same time, seeming to lock all the aura around him, even the secrets It's too late to escape!
He narrowed his eyes. Although he was still frightened at the moment, he only pinched the sword in his hand. The silver-white sword that was transformed into the Dingguang sword was like a long river rolling back, surrounding him, surrounding Master Po Xie's "Zhuxie" and "Zhenhun" were all blocking the outside of Jian Gang.
However, the Dunlong 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, under the suppression of this treasure, Still hard to escape.
Bang!
Hearing a muffled sound, Liang Yan was pressed by the dragon-escaping pile and fell dozens of feet downwards involuntarily, falling right into the bronze furnace cauldron. .
Mingde Sanren took a clear look underneath, and when they saw this, their faces were overjoyed, and they opened their mouths and shouted:
"Senior Brother Mu, help me seal the furnace lid quickly!"
Mu Sanren and Mingde Sanren are both one of the seven major Sanren, and their friendship is very good at ordinary times. At this time, they immediately understood and just pinched the magic formula in their hands, and the dragon-escaping pile sank downwards, bang! With a bang, the mouth of the bronze furnace was completely sealed!
"When the wind comes, the fire starts!"
Mingde Sanren waved his sleeves, and the wind and clouds met in the valley. The fire under the cauldron took advantage of the wind, and the fierce flames shot up to the sky, seeming to refine the people inside the cauldron. Fly ash.
"Hahaha, little thief! Once you enter my cauldron, no matter how many changes you undergo, you will never be able to escape!"
Mingde Sanren laughed, feeling secretly happy in his heart. , the skill he practiced is called "Huangting Dan Cauldron Sutra". This skill is quite special. He must use the Dantian as a furnace and the sea of Qi as a cauldron to build a cauldron in his own body.
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. It is called "gathering medicine and returning to the tripod".
After reaching the golden elixir stage, this cauldron can be released from the body. As long as the opponent is put into it, all of his magic power will be gradually eliminated, and finally he will be turned into fly ash.
Mingde San people saw Liang Yan being put into the cauldron, and Mu San people's dragon-escaping stake sealed the furnace for themselves. 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 suffered a big loss at his hands.
If you can capture this son, it will be a great achievement. From now on, his status in the Qianyuan Holy Palace will definitely rise to a higher level. Not only will he be on an equal footing with the five major palace masters, he will at least be able to securely rank among the Qiansan people. head.
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. The entire bronze cauldron swayed left and right in mid-air, and it seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
“This kid still has some energy left?!”
Mingde Sanren was startled, his face became solemn, and he saw him flying into the air, using his hands continuously, and speaking in his mouth Even more so.
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 colored 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. You can be three-headed and six-armed, and you can change in a thousand ways, as long as you enter this cauldron." In the process, all his abilities will be reduced to nothing, and in the end he can only die and disappear. What will happen!”
“Hahaha, this kid is overestimating his own abilities. By the time the furnace is turned on, he may have turned into a handful of flying ashes!”
The golden elixirs underneath! The monks were talking a lot, but Taoist Mingde in mid-air frowned deeply and his face became increasingly pale.
"Poof!"
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 whole body began to wither quickly.
When everyone saw this, they were a little confused. However, before they could ask, they heard Mingde Sanren shouting loudly:
"No, this kid is going to kick me. Cauldron! Brothers, please help me quickly!”
He said this. As soon as they came out, the expressions of all the elders at the golden elixir stage changed greatly. Those of them who were junior disciples had already heard about the power of the cauldron of Mingde Sanren, let alone a mere monk at the early stage of the golden elixir. As long as a monk at the peak of Dan enters this cauldron, it will be difficult for him to escape.
"Who is this person?!"
More than a dozen Jindan realm elders in the Qianyuan Holy Palace had such a thought in their minds at the same time.
However, they did not have time to think too much. They flew up into the air almost at the same time, and kept making secrets in their hands, injecting 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 moment, After that, the sword energy raged and evolved into a sword gang that was more than thirty feet long, mixed with the energy of Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, and actually split his entire cauldron with one sword!
“No!”
Mingde Sanren screamed, this cauldron was made with his own essence, energy, and spirit, and 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 even more depression in their chests. Suddenly, "Wow!" With a sound, each spit out 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 anymore!
(End of this chapter)