The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 726 God Iron is Alive!Stormy! [Da Zhang!Please subscribe! 】

A few months ago, in the dark night, a meteor suddenly fell.

That stream of light pierced the sky and fell to the southeast.

The meteor landed outside Guxiang City, about 72 miles away.

At that time, in a radius of more than ten li, all collapsed and turned into a huge pothole, with the deepest in the middle.

In the center of the pit is a piece of meteorite.

Si Tianjian thought this was an ominous omen.

Some monks used this to win the favor of the Great Zhou Emperor and thus received generous rewards.

But the rebels in the twelve cities of Baixiang raised their troops to rebel in the name of the heavenly vision.

Even later, in order to seek orthodoxy, the rebels preached what fell from the sky, and wanted to snatch the meteors that fell from the sky.

However, two days after the meteor fell, the huge meteorite that fell into the hands of the government disappeared on the way to the capital.

Now no one knows where the huge meteorite fell.

In fact, practitioners from all walks of life are also quite concerned about that piece of divine iron that fell from the sky.

Not only the practitioners, but also the spirits and monsters who heard about it, also felt that it was a divine object, and they were quite thoughtful.

But apart from those who are practicing, there are also many people in the martial arts world who want to explore this thing.

After all, when the divine iron fell into the world, the first people to see it were the common people in the mundane world, and the first to spread it were ordinary people.

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"I heard that the rebels have always wanted to find the thing that fell from the sky, saying that it was ordered by the sky to be used to carve the treasure handed down from generation to generation."

"Who knows where the divine iron is? When it was transported to the capital that day, everyone on the way died, and I don't know who did it!"

"It's true, those who dare to rob and kill officials are really powerful."

"After robbing the god iron, who will spread the word except the rebels?"

"That is divine iron from the sky. If it is forged into a weapon, it must be an indestructible weapon."

"If you let me get it, it must be forged into a sharp sword!"

"I'd rather have a long gun."

"Why do you all want weapons? If it were me, I would want to build a pair of armor. I don't want to kill people. I just want to be invulnerable. No one can kill me."

"You are so lazy."

"However, I have always been good at swordsmanship. If I can forge a treasured sword and confront someone, I can cut off the opponent's weapon with a single blow. Then the opponent is unarmed. I use the weapon to gain the upper hand and I will definitely win... In this way, Can I make a name for myself in the martial arts?"

"It's really daydreaming."

"Don't tell me, half a month ago, I heard that there was a young swordsman on the side of the Canghe River. He got an indestructible sword. He challenged everywhere and killed countless famous old swordsmen. Already headed south, ready to challenge all martial arts masters along the way."

This is the speech of many people in the martial arts, when they talk about their own thoughts, most of them are jokes.

And in the inn, there was a young Taoist priest with a long sword on his back, sitting in a corner, drinking tea, and showing a little smile.

There was a bit of a smile in his smile. Although there was not much malice or sarcasm, he was like an elder, looking at many young children, talking about his future dreams, and talking about his future becoming a party. After getting rich, what should I do...

"They are all ordinary people, how can they know that the treasure descended from heaven is the divine iron?"

A young Taoist priest named Yu Qing came from Qianjimen.

He did not join the Sitianjian, but he learned about Shentie from a fellow who worked in the Sitianjian.

Judging from the residual aura of the huge pit at that time, it was the real god iron, and it was by no means an ordinary thing.

It's just that the Shentie was robbed by someone, and I don't know where it fell.

Yu Qing has been searching for half a month, but he has not yet found the whereabouts of the Shentie.

However, from the place where the government was robbed and killed at that time, there is no trace of any magic power, it should be done by people in the martial arts.

It's a pity that my own morality is not high, and I can't follow the traces, but trace the past.

However, even if he can follow the traces to trace the source, it is quite difficult now.

Because he is not the only cultivator who pursues the divine iron.

"It's really tough."

Yu Qing sighed in his heart.

There was also a cultivator before him, who went after the god iron in front of him, but the other party seemed to be unable to follow the traces and find the source... But he was afraid that the practitioners who came behind would be able to find clues, so he shot and wiped out the remaining traces. of many traces.

Up to now, it is difficult to track down even the most accomplished practitioners.

Therefore, today's Shentie is still missing.

However, the Shentie is very likely to fall into the hands of martial arts practitioners in the mortal world.

It may be a certain martial arts gang, or it may be a certain martial arts family, or even some martial arts practitioners, who joined forces temporarily.

"Look for another year, if there is no more clue, then let it go."

Yu Qing secretly said: "Even if there are clues, there are quite a few practitioners who are looking for Shentie right now, and it may not be my turn. There are even faint traces of the real Yangshen, but they have not shown up. Through the practitioners under him, Game with each other..."

He himself has not yet reached the realm of the Yang God, but he still thinks that he may be lucky enough to get the Divine Iron.

Many practitioners will think that among all living beings, they are the most special one.

Yu Qing is no exception.

"Ok?"

His heart skipped a beat.

The chess pieces laid out earlier seem to be involved in something.

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Gu Xiangcheng is more than two hundred miles south.

Zhenyuan Villa.

Blue sky and white clouds today.

There are green mountains and green waters here.

But the water has been stained red.

There is a bloody smell here.

It's full of broken limbs.

"Master Gu, you are so courageous, you dared to rob and kill people from the government to seize this piece of divine iron."

This is a man in a gray robe, holding a sword, stained with blood.

He raised his sword and slapped the old man's face twice, and said: "It's been so long, but I haven't let the wind out at all. If I hadn't tried that precious sword you treasured before, and seen the dead body of the official, come on!" Comparing the traces of the wound, it is hard to think that it is you."

The old man was in a state of distress, his breath was sluggish, and his white and yellow hair was also stained with blood.

"This sword of yours was also forged by the old man himself. I never thought that this sword would actually slaughter Zhenyuan Villa today."

"The so-called world tricks people, that's all."

The gray-robed man said slowly: "Where did you hide the divine iron? Tell me, and I can spare your life. Otherwise, you can also try it. How sharp is the sword you forged yourself... ..."

The owner of the ancient villa sneered, and said: "The old man told you clearly, will you spare the old man?"

The gray-robed man nodded and said, "Of course I will. I still need you, the master swordsmith, to forge the divine iron into a sword for me."

The owner of the ancient villa showed a mocking look, and said: "The day when the sword is completed, is the time when the old man raises the sword with his body?"

The gray-robed man shook his head and said, "Since I practiced martial arts, I've traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and I've said a lot, you should know."

The owner of the ancient village laughed, and said: "Of course I know what you say, otherwise I wouldn't have cast this sword for you... However, the current Shentie involves the imperial court and the rebels, and there are countless coveted swords in the martial arts world." People, you must be silenced."

The grey-robed man's complexion changed suddenly, and he shouted: "I don't believe it, I searched your Zhenyuan Villa all over, but still can't find it!"

Just as the voice fell, a strong wind suddenly burst out.

The gray-robed man's heart shuddered, and he didn't have time to react.

Puff!
He saw a streak of blood splashing from his chest and abdomen.

The gray-robed man fell to the ground, trembling all over.

And just ahead, I saw a middle-aged man walking slowly.

"Is Shentie something that ordinary people can miss?"

Holding a folding fan in his hand, the middle-aged man fanned the wind slightly, and came to the ancient owner, but stepped on the gray-robed man, looked down, and said to the ancient owner: "Where is the god iron?"

Gu Zhuang opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Bang!
The dying gray-robed man was suddenly trampled through the back by him!

Blood spurted out.

The owner of the ancient villa was spattered with blood all over his face and hair.

"Recently searching for Shentie, there has been a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and there have been a lot of killings."

The middle-aged man knelt down and said: "I have forced many people to be questioned and killed many people. I don't mind having you one more... Look at how he died. This seat has already avenged your whole family. If you don’t know your astrology, then go to the Yincao Difu together, and I will search for this place again.”

He reached out and patted the old man's face, and said: "Anyway, the Shentie is impossible to return to you, you know it well, and for the sake of avenging your family, you have something to say, save the money." It's a kung fu of this seat."

The complexion of the ancient owner changed again and again, and he finally stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain place.

"organ?"

The middle-aged man showed a bit of strangeness, and said with a smile: "Are the organs in the world today so delicate?"

He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and suddenly there was a gust of wind, heading down the rockery over there.

Buzz!
The rockery shifted, revealing a cave below.

"It's inside?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Exactly." The owner of the ancient villa smiled bitterly: "In the beginning, I robbed this thing and wanted to forge a world-class sword. I never thought that this thing is indestructible, and fire can't melt it. All kinds of forging methods are useless. The old man has exhausted all methods, but there is no change..."

"But this caused the disaster of destroying the family." The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, and said: "How can a mortal be able to forge a thing of divine iron?"

"I wanted to enshrine the sacred iron according to the ancient books, and smoke it with incense for a long time. If the sacred iron has spirit, maybe future generations can forge this sacred iron." .”

"Yeah, I knew it earlier, why bother to be greedy."

The middle-aged man waved his hand casually, and saw that the ancient village owner's head had collapsed, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

He rubbed his hands together, looking very excited, and headed towards the cave.

Scream!
As soon as he set foot, there were three arrows coming towards him.

The middle-aged man showed a mocking look, waved his hand casually,
The three arrows were all turned into powder.

There are more than ten organs in the cave. For ordinary people, without the guidance of the ancient village owner, it can be said to be extremely dangerous.

But for practitioners, it is nothing more than a trivial skill.

The middle-aged man walked all the way into the basement.

There are more than ten corpses on the road.

These corpses died in a miserable state, and the arrows were shot in the back, obviously they were subdued by the mechanism.

Apparently, he was subdued by the owner of the ancient village with a mechanism, so as to kill people and silence the story, so as to prevent the matter of Shentie from leaking out.

He walked all the way, passing through twelve traps before he really entered the depths of this basement.

In the depths of the basement, there is a piece of black meteorite, which is covered with mottled marks.

There is also a red ribbon tied on the god iron.

In front of Shentie, there are three tables, which are arranged side by side, with pigs, cattle and sheep, and melons and fruits.

There is an incense burner in front of it, with a thick dyed incense stuck in it.

And the incense ash in the inside is already very thick.

"Is this the legendary divine iron?"

The middle-aged man showed a strange look, and observed carefully, but he couldn't see the slightest light. His heart was strange, so he couldn't help but stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a brilliance burst out.

This brilliance falls on the divine iron.

Shentie didn't change at all, it didn't move at all, and there were no scars.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and said: "It really is a magic iron."

Scream!
On the divine iron, brilliance suddenly burst out.

This is obviously the ray of light that he sent to test earlier.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, he stretched out his right hand, hastily greeted him, and couldn't help but retreated more than ten steps, spurting blood.

"It's a good thing I didn't attack with all my strength just now, and only used [-]% of the test. Otherwise, the god iron would push back my spell in an instant. If I was in a hurry, I might be seriously injured."

The middle-aged man only felt great pain in his right hand, obviously his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were all damaged, but his heart was filled with ecstasy.

This divine iron is not only extremely hard, but also has the power to fight back.

This divine iron is extraordinary, simply beyond imagination.

"Wu has wasted half his life. Now that he has this divine iron, he is lucky enough to have a bright future."

He was so ecstatic that he wanted to step forward.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed across.

The middle-aged man's heart trembled, and he turned sideways quickly.

Blood spattered on the face.

The arms fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man only felt severe pain in his left arm, showing a horrified expression.

"Shen Tie may not belong to you."

At this moment, where the source came from, a young Taoist priest came slowly, but his face was also full of joy, and said: "Yu Qing, a poor Taoist, welcomes the god iron today. If you don't do anything wrong, you can go back on your own." , spare your life."

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he said, "Shangrenjing?"

Yu Qing looked at the divine iron in front of him, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help thinking, what kind of treasure could be refined into after obtaining this divine iron?
The middle-aged man's expression was changing. He felt that he was not a match for the master, but after many days of searching, he finally found the magic iron, and it was not easy for him to let him go.

Yu Qing walked forward, pointed at the middle-aged man with his sword, and said, "Get lost!"

The middle-aged man was unwilling, but he smiled wryly after all, and said: "I thought the mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind, but I didn't know that the lord is the oriole, and Wu is just a praying mantis."

Yu Qing held the magic sword in his hand, his aura was revealed, and there was a bit of a smile on his face.

"After the oriole, there is the eagle."

At this moment, an old voice suddenly spread.

Yu Qing's pupils froze, and the joy in his heart disappeared, showing a look of surprise, and said in a deep voice: "The real Yangshen?"

I saw an old man appearing at the place where he came from, with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "It's not in vain that the old man has laid out for many days and left a lot of threads, but I really let you lead them here."

"After the eagle, there is also the Orion."

But at this moment, there was another voice, which seemed very stern.

Just now the old man's complexion changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Old ghost of the fire domain?"

The stern voice said with a sneer: "Old friend, I haven't seen you for many years, are you alright?"

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you here?"

The old ghost of Huoyu said: "Over a hundred people have been killed here, and the blood is filled. I am the most sensitive to blood, why don't I know?"

The old man's complexion changed again and again, and said: "This god iron..."

The old ghost of Huoyu said: "I don't want to talk big, you and I are old friends, today we will each rely on our own abilities!"

But at this time, another loud voice said with a smile: "So, the deity will try it too, whoever is more capable can get this magic iron!"

Yu Qing's complexion changed again and again, and his heart sank. No matter who gets the prize this time, it's obviously not something he can think about.

And the middle-aged man surnamed Wu, with a broken arm, trembled under the pressure of the Yang God.

In this remote area, several real Yangshens came together, entangled here, and competed for the divine iron.

Seeing the confrontation of qi and machines, they entangled endlessly.

Even Yu Qing felt the pressure was heavy.

Boom!
At this moment of stagnation!
A more powerful aura presses across all directions!
Yu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Wu turned white, and he passed out.

And those three real people knelt down on the ground in an instant.

Clap!
In the dark place, there was also a person who fell down, and it was a true Yang God hidden in the dark place.

The four real people all showed horror, and their eyes fell on the god iron.

The jet-black divine iron, full of mottled traces, suddenly burst into golden divine light, overwhelming all sides with power.

Even Daoist Yangshen couldn't help but be awed by it.

On the divine iron, countless cracks burst out.

It seems that this piece of divine iron is about to fall apart.

It seemed as if there was something inside, trying to break free.

Is it a divine fetus?Is it a demon?Is it the real treasure inside?

The Yang Gods were inexplicably terrified, but they also had many guesses, vaguely expecting something.

There are countless cracks on the divine iron, as if it is about to break.

But at the next moment, the divine iron was not broken, and the countless cracks seemed to have tracks, and gradually shrank back, gradually becoming a shape.

It was a thin figure.

The divine iron shrank, wrapped around the figure, and turned into a layer of armor.

It was a young man in armor.

The gods are majestic and majestic.

Daoist Yangshen couldn't help being astonished.

"Is this a god who descended from the Heavenly Palace?"

"He came from within the divine iron. Could it be that the divine fetus is inside, the real body conceived by heaven and earth?"

You real people are horrified in their hearts, but their thoughts are also very messy.

And the young man was dressed in pitch-black armor, with a golden brilliance blooming, his eyes were piercing, and he glanced at the crowd, saying: "Who are you waiting for, dare to disturb me here?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, trembling under the might of God.

"The junior is..."

The nearest old man was busy saluting, and was about to speak.

However, the god-armored boy frowned, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I don't bother to pay attention to you cats and dogs, get out of here quickly, otherwise, I will slash you with a knife."

All the real people were frightened when they heard the words.

This is obviously a fierce god.

They did not dare to stay and retreated one after another.

Yu Qing was about to leave when he heard the young man yell.

"Take this guy away too."

The Shenjia boy pointed at the unconscious middle-aged man surnamed Wu, and said disgustedly: "Don't be an eyesore here."

Yu Qing didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly summoned his mana, wrapped the middle-aged man up, and left in a hurry.

After everyone had left, the place was completely quiet.

The aura of the god-armored boy dissipated suddenly, as if he had fallen from the clouds.

All the divine power on his body dissipated, and his face became extremely pale.

He was gasping for breath, and cursed, "Finally scared these guys away."

He panted for a moment, glanced at it, and found that there were tables, incense burners, three animal wine rituals, and various tributes in front of him. He couldn't help but be surprised.

"Has someone Su been treated as a sacrifice?"

He snorted, looked left and right, and thought to himself: "But...the fuck, where is this god?"

He was panting more and more violently, and the injury seemed to be about to flare up again.

He took a deep breath, worked secretly, and suppressed the injury.

And his body was also wobbly, as if he couldn't stand upright.

He frowned, and barely took a step forward.

Plop.

This majestic and majestic young man fell headlong to the ground and ate a mouthful of dust.

"Has someone Su ever been in such a mess?"

The young man struggled to get up, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise it would have been silenced."

ps: This chapter is more than 400 words, and the last chapter is more than 3000... The two chapters are nearly [-] words. I originally planned to split them up, and I could call for an update, but for the sake of coherence, I will not split them up in June , there will be another update later.

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