Great Swordsman

Chapter 126 Nine Cauldrons! !
At the bottom of the stone pillar stood a zhang-long bronze tripod with three legs and two ears, and its shape was exactly the same as that of Monk Sanchen!
If it wasn't for King Qingping's tomb, he really thought that this bronze tripod was that of Monk Sanchen.

He swam closer, inspected it carefully, and found that the tripod had been soaked in water for many years, but the body of the tripod did not have much copper rust. This is simply a miracle!

He swam around. The bronze tripod was simple in shape and exuded a heavy historical atmosphere. A strange twisted creature was engraved on the tripod body, covering more than half of the tripod body. Facing the sky, bared his teeth and roared.

What beast is this?
Also, if this tripod was buried with King Qingping, wouldn't it have a history of 5000 years?
In Li Mu's surprise, ripples came from the top of the pool. He looked up and saw a corpse sinking above. There seemed to be ice crystals on the surface of the corpse, like an ice sculpture, and it sank straight to the bottom of the water.

There was someone up there... Li Mu's eyes lit up, and he knew that he had come to the right place. This place is probably the main tomb of King Qingping!

He immediately stuck to the edge of the pool and floated up little by little. When he was about five meters away from the surface of the pool, he could finally see the scene above clearly.

Above the stone pillar at the bottom of the water, there was a purple alcohol coffin hanging, which was spinning faintly at the moment, indescribably eerily eerie.

On the north and south sides of the purple coffin, there is a bronze gate. At this time, the gate is open, and there are teams of people on each side.

It was the King of Shu and his party and the Zhang Yulang brothers... Li Mu stood close to the edge of the pool, watching both sides silently, and at the same time looked inside the Dantian Sanqi, and found that the Bing Po, Lei Xiao and Huo Jing had already consumed more than half.

It should be able to hold on... Li Mu observed the situation above intently.

……

"Protect the purple coffin, and kill the rest without pardon!"

At the Bronze Gate, after talking with Ming Shan, Shu King Ji Xia showed his murderous intent and stopped holding back.

"Respect!!"

Behind Ji Xia, four monks from the Ministry of Earth immediately came out against the wind. Two of them landed on a stone pillar with a radius of ten meters, while the other two bypassed the purple coffin and directly attacked Zhang Yulang and the others.

One person held a long stick, and slashed it in the air: "Fight with open fire!"

boom!
The top of the long stick was blazing with flames, and the scorching heat distorted the air and printed it on Yemu.

Another person brushed away the dragon and snake, drew a sky full of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and shot away angrily.

Zhang Yucheng snorted coldly, pulling out the long sword was the strongest move, Qu Python Swallowing Dragon!
The two-color sword energy entangled and surrounded, opened its teeth and danced its claws, turned into a stegosaurus roaring and smashed into the sky full of swords, guns, swords and halberds, diluting and devouring the land department directly!
Ye Mu on the other side was not to be outdone, the sixteen-star fingers turned into bright star wires, broke through the flames, and crushed the opponent's long stick!

"Break!" Ye Mu's five fingers formed into claws, and he pulled down fiercely, and the bright star threads pierced through the cultivator in an instant like a unparalleled sharp blade.

The two fell into the pool screaming and sank silently in an instant.

Ye Mu grasped the timing very well. After finishing the two, he immediately manipulated Xingsi to break through the air and entangle the iron chain on the purple coffin!

Ji Xia's face changed slightly: "Stop him!!"

The two earth monks under the purple coffin immediately stood up against the wind.

"Come over!" Ye Mu tensed his fingers, and the doorman jumped up behind him, using Xingsi as the road, and quickly rushed to the purple coffin.

The two sides soon fought on the purple coffin!
The spiritual power there was boiling, causing the faintly rotating purple coffin to vibrate slightly.

Zhang Yucheng was frightened, for fear that King Qingping would turn into a zombie and rush out of the purple coffin.

Ji Xia on the other side was even more worried, because once the purple coffin fell, the dragon veins under her body would definitely get rid of the shackles, transforming into a dragon and ascending!

"We must not let this dragon fly away!" Ji Xia was ferocious like a demon, and said sharply to himself, "This king must not waste such a god-given opportunity! This king will refine this dragon vein into his body and become a real dragon!"

This king is the destiny! !

Ji Xia's eyes were red, and she ordered all the monks in the Earth Tribe to rush out and kill Zhang Yulang and his party!

"My lord, calm down. The terrain here is narrow. If a big battle breaks out, the purple coffin may be knocked down. We must try our best to control the aftermath of the battle!" Ming Shan quickly reminded the King of Shu.

Ji Xia was furious, but the remaining rationality told him that Ming Shan was right, he kept taking deep breaths, and slowly calmed himself down.

The battle at the other end of the purple coffin became more and more intense. People on both sides continued to die, and people continued to fill in. The blood gradually stained the purple coffin red, and even without everyone's awareness, it spilled into the purple coffin along the cracks in the coffin boards... ... Inside the pitch-black alcohol coffin, a pair of chaotic eyes slowly opened.

Under the pool, watching the battle above, Li Mu was very excited as ice sculpture corpses sank into the pool. If this continues, he will not need to take action, and the king of Shu and his party will have to fight Zhang Yulang and his brothers and lose their vitality!
Two dogs fight, play off?

Li Mu was inexplicably a little excited.

Roar! !

However, at this moment, Li Mu heard another deep dragon chant, and this dragon chant... he could understand it?

I have been in the water for a long time, and my brain is flooded? !

Li Mu was a little confused.

roar~~
The sound of the dragon's chant came again, and in Li Mu's ears, it was clearly asking him to do two things.

First, lift the bronze tripod in the water to the stone pillar.

Two, untie the purple coffin from the chain!
This... Li Mu panicked: Is my brain really flooded?
Otherwise, how could you understand the dragon chant?
Obviously, I didn't feel anything when I heard it before.

Li Mu was terrified, in order to verify whether his brain had gone wrong, he swam to the bronze tripod, patted the tripod's ears, and thought, "What is the origin of this tripod?"

roar~~
The dragon chanted and told him that this tripod was Pulao tripod.

After the Great Qin established the world, it collected the weapons of thousands of people, dug the copper mines in the world, and obtained [-] catties of copper essence after thousands of hammering and refining, and cast the nine tripods to shake the world!The first emperor of the Qin Dynasty called himself a real dragon, and the dragon gave birth to nine sons, so the Jiuding was named after Prison Niu, Yazi, Xiaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Bixi, Biyan, Negiao, and Chiwen. This tripod ranks fourth!
It turned out to be the Great Qin Jiuding?
Li Mu's heart was beating like a drum. Although he didn't know what the magic of Jiuding was, it was definitely a treasure!

Calm down, I want to calm down!
Li Mu recited the Bing Xin Jue silently, and thought: "Then who are you?"

roar~~
"I am a real dragon!" The dragon roared continuously, and told Li Mu about his origin.

Just as Li Mu guessed, the underground river under the tomb of King Qingping is a potential dragon vein hidden in the earth's crust!

After the spiritual energy revived, this dragon vein naturally produced dragon nature, and absorbed purple energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Originally, it could transform into a dragon and fly up, but it was hanged by King Qingping's body and half of the Great Qin Supreme Tiger Talisman. Zhipu firmly suppressed the dragon's tongue, making it impossible for him to raise his head or close his mouth, and he was unable to completely transform into a dragon and ascend for a long time!
"If you give me a helping hand, this tripod belongs to you, and I owe you three more dragon loves!" Long Yin said.

is this real?
All good things can happen to me?

Li Mu was both pleasantly surprised and wary, and asked in his heart, "Why are you looking for me?"

Roar~~ "There are people above who want to refine me into the body and become the body of a real dragon. I can't believe it."

Roar~~ "King Qingping will also wake up, I must transform the dragon before he wakes up, otherwise everyone will die."

King Qingping... Li Mu's face changed slightly.

If he went to Nanshanhou's tomb, he might feel that the dragon was lying, but Nanshanhou had turned into a zombie, and King Qingping was buried on the dragon's veins, and his probability of turning into a zombie was definitely greater than Nanshanhou.

Moreover, one is a Hou, the other is a king, or a dragon vein, if King Qingping really turns into a zombie...

Li Mu knew that he had no way out.

Because more than half of the three qi in his dantian had been consumed, and he was unable to return the same way. If he got out of the water, he would be immediately besieged by the King of Shu, Zhang Yulang and others.

The only thing he can do now is to help this dragon!
but……

"What should you do if you lie to me?" Li Mu was a little worried, and at the same time wanted to squeeze the dragon more.

Roar~~ "I am a real dragon, how can I lie to you?"

Well, the reason is strong!

Seeing that Li Mu was still hesitating, the dragon yelled again: "Pulao Ding bears the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty, and has been connected with the real dragon for more than five thousand years. The purple energy has come to the east, and the national fortune in this tripod has evolved into a true dragon magic power." , you can directly comprehend it without paying any price.”

The roar is full of temptation.

Li Mu was puzzled, and asked in his heart: "Innate supernatural powers? What's the difference between them and the sword art of the mind?"

Roar~~ "In the world, only purple qi can evolve supernatural powers, and a single purple qi can only evolve one kind of supernatural power! The reason why this tripod is precious is that people without purple qi can also perceive supernatural powers from it, but it requires extremely high comprehension , Afterwards, I will give you three more True Dragon Qis to help you realize the magical powers in the cauldron!"

Ziqi... Divine Ability...

Li Mu's thoughts turned, he has nine purple qi, which means that he can evolve nine supernatural powers!
If he can comprehend the true dragon supernatural powers from the Pu Lao Ding again, he will have ten supernatural powers in the future!
Then, he thought of Monk Sanchen.

The bronze tripod in Sanchen's hand is most likely one of the nine tripods, but the copper pattern on the tripod's body is rusted, so it's hard to tell what kind of tripod it is.

I don't know if Sanchen knows that his tripod can sense supernatural powers. If he doesn't know, I...

Roar~~ "How well you think about it, time waits for no one!"

Long interrupted Li Mu's thoughts, urging him there.

"I promise you!" Li Mu said heartily.

……

At this time, the battle on the purple coffin has come to an end, and the two sides have fought so fiercely. Now, besides Ming Shan, there are only seven monks left under the throne of Shu, and only two brothers and the housekeeper Ye Mu are left for Zhang Yulang and his party. Three people!

"Boy of the Zhang family, it seems that today is the day of your death." Ji Xia was sure of winning.

"Brother, if we stay in the green hills, we don't have to worry about firewood. Why don't we..." Zhang Yucheng was terrified. At this moment, there was no one around him. If the fight continued, he would end himself.

It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that even if he fights with his life, he might not be able to win!

"Yucheng, don't panic, I have a plan!" Zhang Yulang thought carefully, when his disciples were fighting with the local monks of Jiutian Yingyuan Shenfu, he could already see that the other party valued the purple coffin very much, as if... the purple coffin was not allowed to fall .

That being the case...he chuckled lightly, moved in the wind, and rushed towards the purple coffin!
The monks of the Earth Department immediately resisted the wind, but...

"Dragon Snake Dance!" Zhang Yulang's soft sword shook, and countless dragon snake sword qi danced out. The sword qi was like strands of silk, densely covering the void, and screaming.

Before the monks of the earth could approach, they were torn apart by the sword energy and died on the spot.

Zhang Yulang's sword swung, and the sky filled with sword energy turned into a dragon snake, roaring and slashing towards the iron chain on the purple coffin!

"Not good!" Ji Xia's expression changed drastically, "Ming Shan!!"

"Yes!" Ming Shan took a step forward, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and came to the top of the purple coffin in an instant.

He holds the whisk in his hand, and the tail of the whisk is made of precious white yak tail, as white as nephrite jade and as smooth as hair.

Ming Shan flicked lightly, and flew away with a flick of the tail, rolling in the air, and the Dragon Snake Sword Qi was tightly entangled in an instant.

"Crack!" Ming Shanqing yelled, and he flicked his tail tightly, like black silk ribs, tearing the huge Dragon Snake Sword Qi forcefully!
Fragments of sword energy shuttled all over the sky, turning into thousands of strands of white light, breaking through the sword energy, and piercing straight towards Zhang Yucheng's acupoints all over his body!

Zhang Yu laughed loudly, rolled his soft sword, quickly gathered the sword energy in the sky, and cut down with a sword, blocking the tail.

At the same time, he walked against the wind, quickly circled around in front of him and flicked his tail, and successfully landed on the purple coffin.

The purple coffin was shaking, and inside the coffin, the figure in the dark swayed slightly, and the dry eyeballs under the eyelids shifted the focus little by little.

……

At this moment, Li Mu's low-pitched dragon chant came from the ears of Li Mu under the water pool.

Roar~~~ "Hurry up, King Qingping has woken up!!"

Roar~~ "King Qingping has half a piece of the Supreme Tiger Talisman, which contains the evil spirit of thousands of troops. If the tiger charm enters the water, its evil spirit will directly wipe out my dragon nature! At that time... King Qingping can take my dragon body! You must Stop him from entering the water!"

Li Mu was startled, and asked, "The tiger talisman is so terrifying, could it be that it also contains supernatural powers?"

Roar~~ "The tiger talisman is only half a piece, and there is no magical power in it, but the tiger talisman contains the evil spirit of thousands of troops. If I were to transform into a dragon, I would naturally not be afraid, but at this moment, I only have dragon nature, and I am most afraid of this thing."

The dragon is also very wronged. If he succeeds in transforming the dragon, let alone half a piece of tiger talisman, he will not be afraid even if it comes from a whole piece!

But he has not yet transformed into a dragon, and it is the time when the dragon is most vulnerable!
"I understand." Li Mu tore off his sleeves to cover his face, and was about to break through the water, when the dragon chant sounded again.

Roar~~ "Don't forget to take Pu Lao Ding out!!"

You dragon, there are so many things~ Li Mu complained in his heart, he sank into the bottom of the water, grabbed the leg of the bronze tripod, and then his heart moved: He won't hear my complaints, right?

Roar~~ "I can't hear you."

That's good... Li Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

Ok?
It feels weird.

do not care.

Get me up! !

Li Mu operated the Ice Soul, and as a result, the Pu Lao Ding did not move at all!
Little brother, you're a little shameless.

Li Mu pretended that he didn't use any force just now, and then circulated Bing Po, Lei Xiao, and Huo Jing, and the three qi moved together, and finally shook the Pu Lao Ding, lifting the bronze tripod that was ten feet in size and weighed nearly [-] catties little by little!

This is still in the water, if it is on land... Li Mu recalled the image of Monk Sanchen riding the waves with a bronze tripod at the Japanese language meeting, and couldn't help being shocked:

That bald donkey has so much strength!

……

When Li Mu held up the Pu Lao Ding, the battle on the purple coffin became more and more dangerous!
Zhang Yulang cut the iron chain with his soft sword, and Mingshan tried his best to block it with a flick of a tail, where the sword energy was criss-crossing, spiritual power gushed out, and the iron chain clanged under the impact of the two.

"Wait, what's that sound?" Ming Shan's expression changed suddenly, he heard a strange sound, and when he looked sideways, he found that the purple coffin nails had been shaken out inch by inch!
Mingshan quickly stopped and reminded Zhang Yulang.

Zhang Yulang only thought that he was deceiving himself, not only did he not stop fighting, but the sword became more and more urgent!
Mingshan had no choice but to act passively.

However, as the fight between the two became more intense, the coffin nails were finally shaken out one by one, and Ding Ling fell to the ground with a clang.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, you idiot, stop now!!!" Behind the bronze door, Zhang Yucheng could see clearly, thinking of Nanshanhou's corpse change, he was terrified and annoyed at the same time!
"What's going on?" Zhang Yulang finally realized it and gave up.

He looked down, but saw a gap as thick as a little finger exposed on the lid of the purple coffin.

This is……

boom!
boom!
A dull vibration came from inside the coffin, and the cracks in the coffin lid were getting bigger and bigger!
Ming Shan's face changed drastically, and he quickly rose up against the wind, and at the same time, using the dust whisk as the brush and the cinnabar as the ink, he began to form the formation again!
"King Qingping... the corpse has changed?!" Zhang Yulang's expression darkened, seeing that the coffin lid was about to be shaken off, how could he dare to linger, and flew away like flying against the wind.

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