Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 876 A Real Man Never Looks Back at an Explosion (Two in One)

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The struggle between heaven and man came as expected.

Two hundred miles north of the capital of Dafeng is Beimang Mountain.

The masters of the Tian Sect arrived in Dafeng to fight with the Ren Sect. Such an important matter must be notified to the Sitianjian in advance. Although the environment in the Beimang Mountain area is harsh and there are few people living around, in order to prevent the fight between the first-class masters from causing devastating damage, the supervisor considered it again and again and decided to use the Tianji Disk as the eye of the formation, connecting it with the capital's formation, and setting up a defensive barrier to prevent outsiders from breaking in and protect the environment.

Not only the Taoist Tianren sects participated in the battle between heaven and man, but Sun Xuanji, Zhong Li, and Chu Caiwei were also present. Sun Xuanji was the formation master who operated the Tianji disk to adjust the formation, Zhong Li was his assistant, and Chu Caiwei was just here to join in the fun.

The main reason why she was in such a good mood was because Xu Qian'an, Chu Pingsheng, Jinlian, Bailian and Youji were all here.

Jinlian and Bailian are disciples of the Earth Sect, and are from the same sect as the Heaven Sect and the Human Sect, so it is normal for them to come and watch the battle.

Xu Qian'an entered as a member of the Tiandi Society and a good friend of Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen.

Chu Pingsheng naturally had more reason to come here. Luo Yuheng was my wife, so who dared to stop him? Not to mention that Tianzun was always indifferent, even if he was a calculative guy, he would not dare to offend him at this time.

At this moment, these outsiders stood on the gentle slope of the ridge facing the valley entrance. There were two peaks in front of them, one on the left and one on the right, both hundreds of meters high.

On the left peak are the Taoist priests of the Renzong sect, led by Luo Yuheng.

She was still dressed as before, in a Tai Chi robe and a lotus crown. In her right hand she held a slender magic sword, which was the divine sword of the Renzong sect. In her left hand she formed a Taoist seal. Behind her head, a halo of four colors, earth, water, fire and wind, rotated.

Half a body length behind on the right stood Half Moon Immortal holding a whisk in his hand. Further behind him was Chu Yuanzhen, the sage of the Renzong clan, who had been cultivating his mind for years without drawing his sword and carrying a wooden box on his back. His master, Taoist Lingyun, did not return to Beijing to participate in such an important event as the battle between heaven and man.

On the other hand, the three extraordinary masters of the Right Peak Tianzong were all there. Tianzun had white hair and beard, and sat on the lotus platform. Like Luo Yuheng, the four-color halo behind his head rotated endlessly, but in comparison, the light was brighter. This was normal, after all, Luo Yuheng had just entered the first rank not long ago, and Tianzun was slightly higher than the great wizard Saren Agu, and seemed to be able to enter the upper first rank at any time, but he did not dare to do so, because once he was promoted to the upper first rank, without the karmic fire to stabilize his humanity, he would disappear from then on and merge into the Heavenly Dao.

Behind Tianzun, Taoist Xuancheng, who looked like an immortal, and Bingyi Yuanjun, who was dressed in green and had a beautiful appearance but a cold and distant air, stood side by side, looking at Zuo Feng. Behind them were Li Miaozhen and Su Su, who were dressed in red and carrying spears, and several Tianzong disciples of average qualifications.

The female hero Feiyan looked straight ahead and had been exchanging glances with Chu Yuanzhen for a long time. They both had complicated emotions. After all, they were both members of the Tiandi Society and had once sympathized with each other and been drinking buddies for a while. But now they belonged to opposing camps and had to fight each other.

Su Su was quite carefree and optimistic. She would make faces and wink at the ridge where Chu Pingsheng and the others were from time to time.

Xu Qian'an was chatting with Chu Caiwei, and they started talking about the night watchman. He had not been to the yamen for several days. When he arrived yesterday, he learned that Nangong Qianrou had been dismissed from office by Wei Yuan. The charge was naturally that she had falsely passed on orders and helped him take the Prince of Zhenbei away from the prison.

Fortunately, he was only dismissed from office and the punishment was not severe, otherwise the last beheading would happen again, and he would have to ask the monk to rescue him.

Chu Pingsheng turned around and glanced at him without saying anything.

He was quite surprised that Nangong Qianrou helped Xu Qian'an to commit fraud. He had originally arranged a red-armored puppet, and if Jiang Luzhong refused to submit, he would be beaten into submission. He did not expect that Nangong Qianrou would dare to falsely convey Wei Yuan's orders. It was normal for her to be stripped of the Golden Gong after investigation.

"let's start."

Youfeng Tianzun opened his eyes and said something lightly, officially announcing the start of the battle between heaven and man.

Bingyi Yuanjun turned his head and gave a wink, and Li Miaozhen took the gun in his hand and jumped, landing in the valley where a space had been cleared between the two peaks.

Chu Yuanzhen jumped up without Master Banyue saying anything. The sword case fell to the ground first, shaking up a cloud of rubble, and then he himself.

When the younger generation fights for victory, what they are fighting for is the future; when the two sect leaders fight for victory, what they are fighting for is the position of guardian of Taoism and the orthodox position.

"Aren't you going to draw your sword yet?"

Li Miaozhen pointed his gun at the Holy Son of the Renzong Sect.

Chu Yuanzhen: “…”

"Then I will force you to draw your sword."

She stopped talking nonsense and poked with the gun. With a sizzle, gas exploded with a flash of electricity. The name of the gun was Dawn, and it really had some of the meaning of the first ray of morning light piercing through the darkness of the night.

Chu Yuanzhen blocked it with his sword case, and pressed down with the tip of his spear. Electric light burst out and hit the rocks under his feet. For a moment, debris flew everywhere and dust rose.

"drink……"

Chu Yuanzhen knew that he would be defeated if he held back, so he slapped the sword case with force. The sword case broke, and a sharp, cold sword turned into a silver dragon, separating the spear and reflecting Li Miaozhen.

"Well come."

At the critical moment, she did not dodge, but quickly drew the dagger from her waist, and the spear and sword were combined and intertwined to resist Chu Yuanzhen's attack.

Chichichichi…squeak…puff…

Lightning and sword energy filled the entire place, accompanied by a deafening explosion, dust surged like waves, and two figures retreated at the same time, but changed positions.

Xu Qian'an watched them fight with all their strength and felt a little eager to try: "Master, who do you think will win?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "Li Miaozhen."

Bai Lian was slightly surprised: "Chu Yuanzhen has been cultivating his sword spirit for so many years, just waiting for the battle between heaven and man to shock everyone. You say he will lose?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "It has nothing to do with the sword's intent. He was defeated because he was not ruthless enough."

As if to confirm his judgment, Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen quickly exchanged fifty or sixty moves. When Poxiao shook off the Qingfeng Sword, Chu Yuanzhen was halfway through changing his moves, but Li Miaozhen ignored the sword energy that pierced his left arm, and thrust his whole body forward. The short sword broke through the qi and then pointed upward, hitting Chu Yuanzhen under the jaw.

Taoist Jinlian said, "Chu Yuanzhen has been cultivating his mind for many years, holding back at all times. He has extraordinary ambitions, but he has no intention of killing. Li Miaozhen is different. During the Yunzhou bandit suppression, her hands were stained with the blood of many bandits. In terms of decisiveness, determination, and forbearance, it is normal that Chu Yuanzhen, a swordsman who was born a scholar, is not her opponent."

Chu Caiwei, who only knows how to watch the fun, said: "The master of opening the ceremonies is still foresighted."

After saying that, seeing that he didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him: "Master?"

He still didn't react and just looked at the two people in the field quietly.

However, the truth is that his attention had long since shifted to southern Xinjiang.

……

Southern Xinjiang, the deepest part of the abyss.

Less than 500 meters away from the place where the Confucian sage sealed the Gu God, in a shadow, there was a dark red breathing light.

flashing.

If the distance is close enough, you will find that the source of the breathing light is not jade or pearls, but a scorpion that bounces and rises like a heart. At this moment, it is suspended in the abdomen of a purple jade skeleton, and blood-colored threads like tentacles grow around it, swaying with the breathing light.

As a heart-pounding wave swept across the entire rift, while the group of Gu were dormant, those blood-colored threads suddenly grew rapidly, clinging to the surrounding bones like spider silk, entwining around the surface of the purple jade, forming dark red textures.

After half a month of absorption and training, the seven major types of Gu contained in the Seven Deadly Gu, namely, Heaven Gu, Corpse Gu, Love Gu, Dark Gu, Poison Gu, Strength Gu, and Heart Gu, broke through at the same time and advanced to the extraordinary level.

If one kind of Gu is promoted to extraordinary, it can provide the Gu Master with combat power comparable to that of a third-grade powerhouse. You can imagine what it means if seven kinds of Gu are promoted to extraordinary at the same time. According to the setting that four third-grade Gu can rival second-grade Gu, seven extraordinary Gu are roughly equivalent to two second-grade powerhouses. And the Seven Absolute Gu are not as simple as seven extraordinary-level Gu worms. It is seven Gu combined into one, with different abilities. Such an upgrade in realm is equivalent to one foot crossing the threshold of a first-grade powerhouse, and the combat power is even better, a true first-grade powerhouse, similar to the situation where a first-grade warrior can defeat first-grade powerhouses of other systems.

After a dozen breaths, the bounce speed of the Qi Jue Gu dropped rapidly, the breathing light turned stable, and the energy fluctuations dissipated. At the same time, a terrifying will that made people feel as if facing the abyss and despair revived from the body of the Qi Jue Gu. The mental power spread along the blood-colored threads, went up to the brain, and controlled the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I will accept your original demon body."

The words of gods and demons, like the whispers of a giant elephant, resounded throughout the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is it?"

"what?"

"What are you wondering about?"

The two consciousnesses clashed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the scorpion-like soul suspended in the air shook violently. It was obvious that the Gu God was in very strong emotions.

"Gu God, don't you think it's too easy to turn the tables?"

"Who are you? Where are you?"

"Do you really think I don't know that the Seven Deadly Gu is a trap? The Witch God has been weakening the seal of the Confucian Sage through Salen Agu, and the Buddha has been plundering the fortune of the Ten Thousand Demons Nation in order to break free. And the solution you came up with is to learn from the Yuanshen cultivation method left by the Taoist Master as an ancient god and demon, and guide the people of the Gu tribe to cultivate the Seven Deadly Gu. When it breaks through the extraordinary, it will counterattack the host, take over the body, and become a first-class Gu Master. Then attack from both inside and outside, quickly destroy the seal of the Confucian Sage and escape."

"Since you know this, why..."

"Why do I need to refine the Seven Deadly Gu? It's very simple. My body is not the body of the original demon, but the body of the Heavenly Demon that has been upgraded by the spine of the Great Witch. The Witch Clan does not cultivate the Yuanshen, but only cultivates the flesh. I am purer than them and only pursue a handful of Extreme Demon Bone. You use the Yuanshen method of the Dao Zun to seize the body of the Heavenly Demon Body that does not cultivate the Yuanshen. It's like using the imperial decree of the previous dynasty to execute the officials of the current dynasty. It is not only boring, but also stupid and ridiculous."

"Humanity……"

"How dare you, a mere bug, act so high and mighty in front of me?"

The Seven Deadly Shadowless Evil in the chest of the Purple Jade Skull suddenly erupted, dissipating outwards and covering the entire body. A cloud of gray mist appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, which quickly condensed and turned into flexible chains one after another, attacking from all directions, trapping the Seven Deadly Gu Yuanshen in the middle and constantly drilling into it.

Roar……

Roar……

The painful roar echoed over the sea of ​​consciousness.

"How dare you...how dare you...a tiny human..."

What level is the Gu God? Not to mention the super-level strength, in the era when gods and demons flourished, the human race was like an ant. The only guy with a little status was the slave of the gods and demons "Gua". Therefore, in front of the Gu God, even a first-level strongman is just a lower-level race with a bigger head.

Soon, the roar that was fierce on the outside but weak on the inside died down, and the mark of the Gu God was washed away from the Qi Jue Gu Yuanshen floating above the sea of ​​consciousness, and part of the divine thoughts that he sent down were transformed into pure spiritual power and were pulled out of the sea of ​​consciousness by the Qi Jue Shadowless Evil, enslaved, and filled with the Qi Jue Hell - the special space formed when Chi You's spine entered the body, and the souls of the enemies controlled by the ghost-raising method were all trapped here.

Cluck cluck...

Cluck cluck...

With the crisp sound of bones turning, the purple jade skeleton that had been sitting cross-legged for half a month stood up. Its two eye sockets ignited with a faint blue light, and the Seven Deadly Gu in its abdominal cavity glowed brightly again. An astonishing aura rose into the sky. At an altitude of several thousand meters, the light that could not shine into the abyss was distorted by this power and fluctuated violently.

All poisonous insects express fear in their own unique way.

Soon, densely packed flying poisonous insects smaller than a hair turned into gray mist and came from all directions. They attached themselves to the surface of the purple jade skull and twisted and undulated like waves. This hair-raising scene lasted for a moment, and finally turned into the appearance of Chu Pingsheng.

He glanced at the seal of the Confucian Sage and said, "Are you the Gu God? I am."

After saying this, he pointed his toes and flew into the air, leaping from the abyss of thousands of meters into the sky. Accompanied by the uplifting eagle cry, a black shadow flew from the horizon and carried him to the north.

"Roar……"

Not long after Chu Pingsheng left, a roar was heard from the depths of the abyss. The rift valley shook, and the countless poisonous insects that had just trembled in fear in front of Chu Pingsheng, the weaker ones died instantly.

After a while, the roar stopped and the abyss returned to calm.

About a quarter of an hour later, two figures appeared above the statue of the Confucian sage. One of them was a middle-aged man with a sturdy build and wearing a fur skirt. His thick right arm was exposed and his whole body was filled with explosive power.

The other person was an old woman, holding a snake staff, with a blue cloth wrapped around her head. Her face was deeply wrinkled, as wrinkled as an old pine tree.

It was the Tiangu tribe leader Tiangu Po Po and the Ligu tribe leader Long Tu who came here together after hearing the report from their tribesmen.

"Longtu, what do you think?"

"Was it... the Gu God who did that? A lot of Gu insects died on the periphery."

"..."

Granny Tian Gu remained silent. She was of the second rank while Long Tu was of the third rank. In comparison, her feelings were more intense. In her opinion, there was a subtle difference between the two bursts of power just now.

Long Tu was a little worried: "The seal of the Confucian sage..."

Granny Tian Gu carefully examined the statue of the Confucian sage and said, "It is a little weaker than the last time I came here, but this is to be expected. After all..."

"What on earth?"

Grandma Tian Gu glanced in the direction of Dafeng Capital and waved her hand: "Let's go. Send more people when we go back to keep a close eye on Jiyuan's situation."

Long Tu nodded, and the two left together.

Not long after they left, about half an hour later, a small boat fell from the sky and stopped in front of the statue of the Confucian sage. A man wearing a wizard's robe, a hood on his head, and hiding his face, put away the boat, looked at the statue of the Confucian sage intently for a few times, and then disappeared in a flash.

After a while, in the depths of the abyss, at the glittering and colorful sealing magic circle, a man in a wizard's robe walked hunched over, and after staring at the darkness deeper inside for a while.

"Gu God, how about a deal?"

……

On the other side, the capital of Dafeng.

In the seventh-floor alchemy room of the Sitianjian.

Bang!
Black smoke exploded and flames gushed out. Alchemist Song Qing was a little slow to dodge, and a piece of his hair was burnt off. His face was covered with a thick layer of ash, and his white robe turned gray. He looked very pitiful.

Several assistants hid far away and did not dare to come close. They just greeted him insincerely across the bluestone table.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Song Qing looked at the exploded alchemy furnace, and the fat on his face twitched: "This... I don't have experience for the first time, and I didn't control the temperature well. There is still a lot of room for improvement. It will be better next time."

He wiped his face and smiled at his two assistants. His white teeth and black mouth looked very sexy.

The timing is not good, it can be improved, and each time is better than the last time...

For the people in the Imperial Observatory, this is already a well-known quote from the senior brother, and it sounds very reliable, but no one takes it seriously, because he will say the same thing next time the furnace explodes. Senior Brother Song's comfort has become synonymous with unreliability.

"Brother, I think we should stop here today and not practice anymore, right?"

"How can that be possible? I must succeed in refining this Wind Spirit Pill today. Everyone has a heart that longs to fly. With this, even you can experience the joy of flying."

"Brother, this...we can ride on flying beasts and have the same joy."

The two looked at each other, secretly criticizing Xu Qian'an for being nosy. Ever since that guy returned to the Sitianjian and brought a seasoning called "chicken essence", Chu Caiwei has worshipped it as a divine object. She nags in Song Qing's ear every day, saying that others are not even amateurs, but can refine such a wonderful product. Senior Brother Song stays in the alchemy room every day, but now he fails five out of ten times when refining the fake silver.

Then Song Qing was inspired and decided to create something that could help everyone realize their dreams, as his graduation work as an alchemist.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Song, I heard the sound of the alchemy furnace exploding from upstairs."

A figure flashed at the door, and Yang Qianhuan, who was used to showing his back to others, appeared in the alchemy room, still standing outside, wearing a smart white robe and holding a folded fan in his hand. The difference from yesterday was that there was a heart-shaped jade pendant hanging under the fan. It was said that this was a mix-and-match style that was popular among the young men in Beijing recently.

"In my opinion, the bet that you will break through to Alchemist and advance to Prophet this year is unwinnable."

Song Qing said, "Brother Yang, why are you here with me if you don't want to help Brother Sun?"

"Of course I'm here to attack you."

Although Yang Qianhuan had his back to the group, his gloating expression was truly abominable.

Song Qing slammed the stone table and was about to say a few powerful words to retaliate against Yang Qianhuan, but the ashes from the explosion of the alchemy furnace were shaken up, giving him another ash bath. This time his teeth turned black, and he was finally consistent in appearance and inside out.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Qianhuan laughed wildly, his hearty voice filling the corridor, but he could no longer laugh the next moment because a man in a black cloak that covered his head and face walked past him very abruptly.

He didn't remember anyone dressed like this in the Imperial Observatory, and... it would be so embarrassing for others to see his face, so he tapped his folding fan lightly, trying to teleport, but it had no effect at all. The door was still the door, he was still him, and the man in the cloak was still the man in the cloak.

His formation failed?
Yang Qianhuan refused to give up and tried to light the folding fan again, but was horrified to find that his body was tied up and his hands and feet could not move.

This has never happened before.

He suddenly became alert, his voice filled with panic and fear.

"You...who are you?"

"Me? I'm your senior brother."

A teasing voice came from the dark hood. The other party just "glanced" at him and walked forward through the door of the alchemy room. He was in sight the moment before and disappeared the next moment.

Senior brother?
Big brother!
Song Qing, who was sitting behind the stone case, also heard these three words, but for some reason, he suddenly felt as if his thoughts had become clear and enlightened. Sun Xuanji automatically matched the sequence of his second senior brother.

That’s right, the abbot does have a senior disciple, but... what’s his name?

"May……"

"May……"

Yang Qianhuan felt like his head was about to split apart, but he could only recall his senior brother's last name and a man's face that kept flickering and distorting.

(End of this chapter)