Become a demon king, sign in and develop for 300 years

Chapter 74
Xuanhen Sword Sect, Sitting on Wangfeng Peak, Xuanshi Hall.

The hall turned into a pitch-black void, like the mysterious and quiet ancient history, making it hard for people to see the details.

Four pieces of brilliance hung in the void, the invisible sword intent scattered and gathered, boiling into a spiritual wave in the boundless emptiness.

Yu Qifeng had just stepped into this room, but felt that the breath in his body was no longer responsive, as if he had degenerated into an ordinary person with no strength to restrain a chicken.

The wooden sword, the silver thread, the thunderbolt, and the spirit phoenix, radiating brilliance all over the place, with the spirit of the sword fascinated by the gods, are the four primordial spirits of the Xuanhen Sword Sect.

After Yu Qifeng explained that Daozi went to capture and failed, he was worried that he ordered Tanzong to tyrannize Daozi and disrupt the Huajian competition.

The sound of the vastness like the snow and stormy waves sounded, and it was Linghuang who looked over, and at a glance, the spirit was clear and strong, as firm as a rock,
"It doesn't matter, the number of days is the number of days when the supernatural power is defeated, and the number of days is the number of days when Huajian Dabizong defeats Mingtanzong."

Yu Qifeng was a little puzzled in his heart, the Xuanhen Sword Sect's actions in the past hundred years have always been unfavorable, and this failure always gave him some bad premonitions.

"Just take a look." Seeing that Yu Qifeng was full of worry, the thunder flashed a dazzling brilliance, reflecting countless winding and thin lines of mysterious marks in the void.

"Is this luck?" Yu Qifeng only glanced at it. With his cultivation base of Jindan rank seven, he only felt that the legal domain was unstable, and his spiritual consciousness was like being struck by violent thunder.

The sound of rolling thunder came, "The practice sects are divided into Tianzong and Dizong. Most monks think that they can be called Tianzong only when there is an immortal god sitting in the town, and the Dizong has no Yuanshen. Such a distinction is actually wrong. .

Let's just say that Ming Tanzong, even the sect master's cultivation base is no more than the ninth rank of the golden core, but the seven acquired gods and demons really want to fight to the death, and they will not lose to the primordial spirit.

The real difference between the heavenly sect and the earthly sect is whether one can grasp and transfer luck, which is an untold secret. "

"Then why would the Xu family choose to stand with our sect even if they have an ugly reputation of betraying the alliance and breaking the contract?
Because standing on the side of Ming Tanzong, once Huajian Dabi lost, his luck would be weakened. "

Hearing Xianzun's explanation, Yu Qifeng suddenly realized. No wonder the Zongli sent someone to contact the Xu family and proposed to kill the Tanzong together.

With luck in the body, you will not fall in case of calamity, and you will be auspicious in disaster; if you don't have luck, you will go against the sky, and even the soul may perish.

Linghuang let out a clear cry, like the sound of rolling snow, "My Zongxuanhen Dao Sword is an eighth-level magic weapon. Although it can't suppress the luck of the sect like the Jieling Immortal Vine, it can kill him. Zong Qi is lucky to make up for himself.

"The two lucks of the Huajian Grand Competition are linked together,
If I win, I will kill Tanzong Daozi, his foundation will be weakened, and the luck of the sect will be taken away by me.
Losing is nothing more than losing some Ningzhen Daozi and magic treasures like Spirit Sword, not to mention the fact that Daozi of my sect is more afraid of other sects than other sects in terms of fighting skills.

The spring turns into ice, the autumn wind brings leaves, cooks slowly on a low fire, draws slowly, and in a few hundred years, his Ming Tanzong will surely disappear, and the seventh-level magic weapon Mingtan Three Realm Flowers will finally fall into my sect's hands, and the gods and demons of the day after tomorrow will also be destroyed. Become my Dharma protector. "

It turned out that this was Yuanshen Xianzun's plan,

The rise and fall of clouds spanning hundreds of years and thousands of years, and the countless deaths of monks are just small ripples in it. Time is like water, luck is like a knife, and it really shakes people's hearts.

Now that Yu Qifeng has seen luck like silk, he just feels that the sky and the earth are bright, and even his Dao heart is more refined.
The previous failure was no longer cloudy, "Then I will go down and arrange, choose three half-step golden elixirs to bestow secret treasures, and kill Naji Cuiyu in the Sword Transformation Competition.

With the help of the Xu family this time, the Sword Transformation Contest will definitely win cleanly. "

The pitch-black void gradually faded away, and the Xuanshi Hall returned to the human world, with only a majestic voice like the will of heaven and earth,
"Go,
The world of mortals is all dyed, the world returns to normal, and the mysterious marks will flourish.

Luck is in my sect, and victory is also in my sect. "

……

Ming Tanzong, Huaxian Spring,
Here, the spirit spring sprays pearls and jade, the spirit flowers are fragrant, the Dao Qi rises, and the breeze blows the face, making it extremely aura and refined.

This is the place where Ming Tanzong received distinguished guests.

Although the sky was clear and the breeze was pleasant, the people sitting in the welcoming pavilion were at war with each other.

Jiang Moshu hung his head on the bone jade, and cupped his hands to one of the people opposite, "Dong Puppet Master, long time no see, Ji reminded Yu to be polite."

Master Dongpu laughed, "Entrusted by the Immortal Venerable, it is a good thing to come here to be a witness, and to walk around."

Jiang Moshu looked at another miserable green boy, and asked with some surprise, "Your injury is almost healed? The immortal master is really good!"

Xu Mingyuan's eyes flashed, his expression was indifferent, his demeanor seemed to be restrained to the extreme, and his words were sonorous and forceful: "If you dare not come to see you, wouldn't you be turning into a demon, how can you still draw a sword in the sword competition?!"

He stretched out his hand to stroke the red line on his neck, and raised his tone slightly, "Thank you for your gift, cut off all my pomp.

Now that the Dugu Sword Intent has reached its peak, speaking of it, I have to thank you for this knife. "

Jiang Moshu spread his hands, and said indifferently, "You should thank Immortal Dumi, I didn't hold back that knife, it was to take your life."

Xu Mingyuan's wrist trembled, and two green snakes were wrapped around his wrists, vividly, and he said lightly: "I still have to thank you, I am very happy to see that you are safe and sound today.

I have completed my sword practice, and begged my ancestor to restore the green snake, just to give you back a sword in the Sword Transformation Competition. "

Xu Yingqu, the golden elixir of the Xu family, said in a cold voice, "I, the Xu family, would like to admit defeat. The ancestor said, bring all three sword scriptures, and you can choose."

Then he added in a gloomy manner, "In the Sword Transformation Competition, my Xu family will naturally take back all the people and swords."

The real people Liao Chenyu and Huang Huabi were originally contracted people, so naturally they were also in the welcoming pavilion.

Huang Huabi chuckled, the expression on his face was very strange, especially a few wisps of strange threads meandering onto his cheeks,
"There is no immortal to save your life this time, who will save your Xu family in the Sword Transformation Competition?
Do you think that if you hug Xuanhen Jianzong's thigh, others will look at you high?It's just being a thug! "

Liao Chenyu laughed loudly, and uttered a cruel word, "Last time I won the bet and it was a pleasure, do you dare to come this time? How about I bet on your life.

If you dare to agree, please ask Master Dongpuppet to ask for the divine will of the Immortal Venerable and be a witness.If you dare not, just roll aside. "

Xu Yingqu showed resentment on his face, but he didn't speak anymore, he just flicked on the jade table, and the three sword scriptures appeared on the table.

"Crane Cold Dragon Light Transformation Shape Sword Jue"

"Chonglingmo Cangmiaoshu Record"

"Forgetting the Form and Forgetting the Name Sword"

"Ji Cuiyu, choose yourself." Xu Yingqu neither introduced nor pointed out.

Huang Huabi opened his mouth and said, "People from the Xu family are not good, and the sword scriptures are not bad. He Han and Long Guang took the form of a sword, and they took the path of smashing the sky with a sword. different."

Jiang Moshu thought about it, and asked Xu Mingyuan curiously, "Which one did you choose?"

Xu Mingyuan didn't expect Jiang Moshu to ask himself for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and then said in a calm voice: "I chose Hehan Longguang, but you want to choose the same one as me, and then compete?"

Jiang Moshu smiled, "The name is too long to be bothered to read, so choose a short one and forget about the name."

After finishing speaking, he said softly, "Forgetting the form in life, forgetting the name in death, to win the secrets of heaven and true good fortune, there is Yu Tianqing in the sword."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Yingqu's face froze, and his brows were furrowed.

Liao Chenyu and Huang Huabi looked at each other, seeing the joy in each other's eyes,

With this realization, this sword scripture probably has the surname Ji.

(End of this chapter)