Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 196

At the gate of the Great Xia Imperial City, in front of thousands of people, Zhao Huai gave a definite answer.

If, before that, everyone in the world knew about the rumor that Empress Daxia gave birth to a child and her father disappeared, at that moment, Zhao Huai had already announced to the world that Yu Qinghan was his wife.

This means that the official announcement has confirmed the news.

This made a large number of monks watching outside the imperial city dumbfounded, and fell into a shock that could not dissipate for a long time.

"He is Empress Daxia's best friend? So handsome?"

"In other words, he is the father of those two children!"

"My dear, the rumors are actually true! It's really Prince Yan!"

"Prince Dayan is the Empress's best friend. This is too much."

Zhao Huai didn't care about the sound transmissions around him, but looked at Yu Qinghan with guilt in his eyes.

A year ago, in the Peach Blossom Land Corridor, Yu Qinghan was willing to abandon her glory and wealth, her status as a princess, stay away from court disputes, and be a virtuous wife for him. , chose to face the precarious situation alone, in her opinion at that time, she was still very weak.

Later, she feigned death and went to Nanyu Mansion. She wanted to avenge herself, and she would not stop until she killed Old Demon Youming.

Even after ascending the throne, when the king landed in Daxia, he gave birth to a boy and a girl regardless of the world's taboos.

But now, she was chased and killed by the Demon Sect, and almost died in battle. Everything was caused by herself, and she was implicated by herself, but she still had no complaints or regrets.

Having a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?
Zhao Huai felt that he was a jerk.

When Yu Qinghan saw Zhao Huai's side face, a sweet smile appeared on his face, and he murmured softly, "I'm so tired."

"In that case, madam, rest well, and leave the rest to me."

Zhao Huai patted her on the back lightly, then took out a Sultan of Rejuvenation purchased at a high price from the mysterious ring, and swallowed it for her.

The old man in black robe from Tianmo Palace didn't show any fear when he saw Zhao Huai's appearance, instead he sneered:
"I don't know who it is. It turns out that it is the Prince of Great Yan, Zhao Huai. I thought that capturing the Great Xia Empress alive was already a gratifying harvest, but I didn't expect that you would come to your door and lead you to death alone."

Zhao Huai helped Yu Qinghan to a safe place, took off Yanzu's sword in the void, the crimson rust sword to guard him, straightened his back, stared at him coldly, and said:
"Who told you that I came alone?"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

A sound of swords sounded from the sky, and the monks on the ground looked up, and countless streamers flew across the sky.

If you look carefully, you can see figures who are controlling flying swords.

The mighty sword energy swept over like dark clouds.

Even Yang Yuan, the Blood God Sect, was shocked by this scene, looked at the sword shadows all over the sky, and said in surprise:

"Cultivator of Xianmen? I remember that Mozi has sent a large number of strong men to intercept it. Shouldn't one of them be ambushed?"

I saw a young man in Taoist robes falling from the void, with a sword falling, and slashed at a strong golden core demon cultivator. He couldn't dodge it, and was directly smashed to pieces, smashed together with the inferior golden core, and split a big crack in the ground.

In the distance, a large number of people and monks passing by were very shocked when they saw the figures all over the sky.

"There are so many monks on the foundation, are they going to attack the magic gate?"

There are tens of thousands, if not tens of thousands.

In addition to most of the foundation-building monks, there are also Jindan monks.

It can be said that many people have never seen such a scene in their lives.

Usually, it is difficult to see a foundation-building cultivator, but now thousands of sword-controlling cultivators appear in the sky, this scene is really shocking.

The figure of Xu Muchen followed behind Zhao Huai, he clasped his fists seriously and said:
"Your Highness, all the elders of the Immortal Sect are letting go. If the Demon Sect deceives people too much, the Immortal Sect will definitely not be easy to mess with."

As a gatekeeper, Zhao Huai passed by to help him after he was besieged and intercepted by the monks of the Demon Sect.

After Zhao Huai explained that the Demon Gate intends to open the heaven and earth altar and control the fate of the world, Xu Muchen attached great importance to it.

He believes that the Momen must have a plan for this operation, and it is related to the altar of heaven and earth, so it cannot be sloppy.

What Zhao Huai said was probably true.

So he immediately issued a monk recruitment order.

The monk solicitation order is an urgent transfer order that will only be reported when a major incident threatens the fate of the immortal sect and even the secular world.

Whether it is an inner disciple or a true disciple, even if it is an older generation of monks who have practiced for hundreds of years and retreated, they will all come out of the Hundred Thousand Spirit Mountains.

They come from various sects, even the Immortal Sect.

Many Lingshan sword cultivators made their moves together, forming a majestic and huge sword array.

"boom!"

The sword formation kept hitting the black cloth magic weapon covering the sky.

In just an instant, the black cloth magic weapon became extremely dim, and its surface was tattered, as if it was about to be scrapped.

The face of the black-robed old man twitched, and he was very distressed. This is the most precious treasure in the Heavenly Demon Palace. It costs a lot and cannot be damaged, so he quickly took the magic weapon back.

In this way, the Great Xia's national fortune could not be concealed. With a sound of "嗤", the red phoenix with nine feathers appeared again, and the sea of ​​flames filled the sky with waves.

Crying to the sky, full of high-spirited vitality.

Many powerful sword cultivators made their moves one after another, fighting with the disciples of the Demon Sect below.

There is no doubt that those demon disciples are not opponents at all, because there are too many people from Xianmen this time.

Several demon cultivators were quickly settled, and Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect fought with Xu Muchen.

The old man in black robe snorted coldly, looked at the many immortal monks, and said in a serious tone:

"Do you think it's useful if you have a lot of people? Let us see the strength of Nascent Soul today."

Mana flowed between the robes of the old man in black, and behind him was a phantom of a baby as crystal as jade, providing a steady stream of power.

He grabbed it with five fingers, and the silver magic ring that flew back and forth returned to his palm again.

With a light wave, the silver magic ring flew out again.

It kept getting wider and bigger, knocking out rows of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky and flying them upside down. All their muscles and bones were shattered and they died on the spot.

The black-robed old man leaped into the air, suspended in the air, and the magic power on his body was terrifying.

Manipulating the magic ring, he flew towards the monk Liuyun.

"Sword Two, press the dragon."

Zhao Huai did his part, raised the long sword of Yusha, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered for it, and the sword's edge mingled, and gathered into a dragon of sword aura, connecting the sky and the earth, and killed the old man in black.

A sword of heaven and man can crush the head of a dragon, this sword can cut the luck of an emperor, it is definitely an extremely powerful swordsmanship.

As soon as the sword was released, countless sword cultivators gathered to watch, secretly sighing at the power of the sword.

The old man in black robe sensed the movement from below, so he didn't choose to accept it.

The spurted demon circled around and returned to his body. With a "ding bell", it turned into countless small circles and entangled together, turning into a round shield, protecting his chest.

At the same time, his body swooped down from top to bottom, killing Zhao Huai.

"Since you insist on courting death, then I'll kill you first!"

Yalong Yijian is amazing, but facing the magic weapon iron ring, he is still exhausted. This sword mainly cuts off luck, not boosts its power.

The black-robed old man broke through it quickly, but felt that his aura seemed to be affected by the sword, and something was taken away.

Facing the silver ring magic weapon, Zhao Huai did not panic, his mana circulated, and he used his palm with all his strength.

There are auspicious golden lights appearing on both hands, accompanied by the roaring sound of dragon and tiger!

"Dragon Tiger Vajra Palm!"

This is exactly the supreme palm technique that Zhao Huai learned from the arhat monks of the Goddess Sect.

This palm is famous for its power and strength, it is different from the Luoshui boxing method of borrowing force, and it is very useful against strong enemies.

"Boom!"

The old man in black robe collided with Zhao Huai, almost evenly matched.

But he felt the power of this palm was extraordinary, half of the imperial city wall was shattered by the sound of dragon and tiger. If he was a golden core cultivator, he would have died on the spot.

The two couldn't hit each other and quickly separated.

Zhao Huai stood on the top of the ruined city wall, looked at the other party, and said with a smile: "Yes, you have the potential to be a sandbag, but compared to that monk, you are far behind."

Although this black-robed old man is in Nascent Soul Realm, he is not as good as the red-robed eminent monk he faced before. That monk is an arhat in the sorcerer sect. There are 72 arhats in the sorceress, and the person who can be awarded this title is definitely not an ordinary person.

But even if he was as strong as Arhat, he still died in the hands of two Yan generals.

At the gate of the Great Xia Dynasty, the collision of mana and magic energy constantly frightened the monks here. Far away from here, large tracts of streets sank into the ground.

The Xuanwu Gate of the imperial city, with a radius of hundreds of miles, has already been turned into ruins.

It was the first time that the black-robed old man met such a difficult junior, he was only at the Golden Core level, but his aura kept rising, and he became stronger and stronger as he fought, he said with a gloomy face: "Don't be too happy, the old man has a lot of abilities. "

"Ten devil puppets, come out!"

The black-robed old man used a supernatural power, pouring demonic energy into his body, covering his whole body, and then ten black phantoms sprang out from his shadow, standing in ten directions, the demons were menacing, like ten clones.

"Oh!"

The tyrannical demonic energy washed over the ground here, and the evil spirit soared into the sky. Among the ten shadows dressed in different clothes, the old man in black robe stepped on shadow puppets, his eyes turned scarlet, and his bones were dimpled. rise.

"Blood Demon?"

Seeing the familiar pupils, Zhao Huai subconsciously thought of the Gorefiend puppets in Nanyu Mansion.

The enshrining of this magic palace will not be changed by the people of Huangquan Tiandi, right?

In the distance, the eyes of many monks watching the battle were fixed on Zhao Huai and the priests of the Demon Palace.

You know, it is extremely rare to see even a Golden Core cultivator, let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator, but now they actually saw that a Golden Core cultivator had a draw with a Nascent Soul Da Neng ?

The scene in front of them had a great impact on them.

They all doubt whether there is a gap between Jindan and Yuanying.

"The strength of the enshrined in the Demon Palace is too strong, but the strength of the Empress Xianghao should not be underestimated. I don't know if he can take the opponent down."

"I think it's difficult. After all, this is a Nascent Soul with great power. Even if it is defeated, the Nascent Soul can escape in time. Unless the strong one above Huashen intercepts it, otherwise it will not die."

"Yeah, the empress's relationship is different. As long as he dies, he is really dead. In other words, the black-robed old man can make many mistakes, but he can't make a single mistake."

"call out!"

"call out!"

Ten black phantoms came to Zhao Huai in an instant, like ten streams of light, they arrived in the blink of an eye, and killed them with one palm.

Zhao Huai sacrificed another dark green fairy sword, held it in his hand, and the flying sword of Yusha flowed around his body to meet the enemy.

An astonishing sword intent erupted from his body.

In an instant, the sword energy flowed horizontally and condensed into a long river. The dark green fairy sword pierced a phantom, and the powerful sword intent caused the phantom of the opponent to collapse directly.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

But the dissipated phantom quickly gathered back, and it seemed that it could not be killed at all.

"Hahaha! The old man's phantom puppet was made by sacrificing the souls of a large number of monks. How can you destroy it in a short while?"

The black robe priest was very proud, seeing Zhao Huai's helpless look made him very happy.

"A puppet is a puppet after all. It has no consciousness of its own. As long as it kills you, everything will be solved."

Zhao Huaifeng said lightly, let go of the dark green fairy sword, and held the vain Yusha in his hand.

Dense fish-scale inscriptions appeared on the jet-black blade, emitting a faint brilliance.

"Insanity!"

The black-robed priest let out a cold snort, and manipulated the ten shadow puppets, giving off a creepy breath, and without taking any action himself, sacrificed the silver magic ring again.

Just threw it out.

Both of them were using their own life-saving skills and supernatural powers, and there was a large blank area around them, and no one dared to approach this area.

Even Xu Muchen was the same, he and Yang Yuan couldn't decide the outcome, and he could only retreat due to the terrifying coercion emanating from the center.

Xu Muchen did not treat Zhao Huai as a Golden Core cultivator.

Because he is too strong, too strong to be worthwhile.

On the other hand, look at the center of the battlefield.

Zhao Huai's body floated up quickly, and the hand holding the sword was unhurried and calm.

"Slaying the Dragon - Immortal Art."

In the next second, the dazzling golden core light flowed to the meridians of all limbs, and also entered the long sword of Yusha.

A layer of dazzling golden sword energy was attached to the jet-black sword edge.

Zhao Huai stood proudly in the void, raised his sword slightly, and a majestic and terrifying sword intent burst out.

A fairy phantom gathered behind him.

Then it came down from the sky and cut it down with a sword.

The sword energy soared into the sky, parting the clouds in the distant sky, the spiritual energy was cut to the sides, the woods swayed wildly, and an entrance was separated from the left and right.

This sword is like a finger of an immortal, no matter what it is, it has to give way in front of it.

The magic energy and the sword energy collided again, and all the monks withdrew from the imperial city.

Under the high walls erected in the imperial city, there was already an empty space, and an astonishing battle broke out.

When a sword struck, the black-robed old man looked in Zhao Huai's direction, and found that under Zhao Huai's sword, an illusory black dragon phantom was attacking violently, choosing to devour people, as if wanting to destroy everything.

"Boom!!"

The whole sky trembled slightly, the power of sword energy pervaded the earth and sky, and a black long sword stood in the center.

The sword of Dragon Slaying Immortal Jue pierced the black-robed old man, breaking a huge blood hole. There was an ear-piercing sound of shattering, and the ten fierce shadows had already dissipated.

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, where he fell hundreds of meters away from where he was.

But after all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator. After suffering such heavy injuries, he was still alive. The broken flesh and blood were still intertwined, and Nascent Soul wanted to repair his body.

But this record has shocked everyone.

"So strong! Prince Dayan actually defeated a Nascent Soul Da Neng!"

"The descendants of Yan Zu have grown up completely, unless the strong men above Huashen suppress him with their own hands, there is nothing they can do about him!"

All the monks who witnessed this battle with their own eyes were all trembling with excitement, and played many communication symbols to pass the news to their own sect. This news will soon spread all over the world!

At this time, Zhao Huai raised his sword and walked towards the Demon Palace again.

When planning to make up the knife.

A ray of light escaped from the old man's body, which was obviously the Nascent Soul's body.

The other party actually planned to give up his physical body, and the Nascent Soul fled?
(End of this chapter)