Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 370 How dare you talk about judgment and thunder tribulation?

In this land of Sword Lake, a group of monks began to attain enlightenment.

The sword-washing pool left by Chisongzi contains immortal sword intent. As long as one can withstand this terrifying sword intent and have some understanding, one can comprehend something.

Of course, for most of the cultivators, the biggest challenge is to get to the Sword Washing Lake and see it.

If it weren’t for Fang Qing, they definitely wouldn’t have been able to get up.

At this moment, many monks are trying to comprehend the truth.

A master from the Xianjian Sect, upon seeing the terrifying sword intent left by Chisongzi, immediately gained some insights.

There are also young geniuses like Kunlun Pisces who have some insights into the way of the sword.

Kendo, sword cultivation, focus on attack, one sword can break everything.

When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, everything can become a sword. Every blade of grass, every speck of dust, every grain of sand can be transformed into a heavenly sword, which actually has a flavor of the secret of the word "weapon".

Fang Qing comprehended Chisongzi's Dharma. He felt numerous Dao patterns and numerous wills. The combination of will and Dao patterns showed a sense of immortality and indestructibility, and could even temper Fang Qing's body.

The wind and rain are all sword energy.

The terrifying lake water rose up, containing thousands of sword lights, which filled Fang Qing's body. If Fang Qing had not already resonated with the lake water, the lake water could have really exploded with a force that could destroy the world.

There appeared a lake in Fang Qing's inner world. Every time the lake water rushed, it was tempering Fang Qing's inner world.

The power of the five elements keeps flowing, the power of the universe keeps erupting, and the charm of many great ways collides with the lake, causing great destruction and chaos from time to time.

But then that great destruction and chaos returned to "creation and stability", to vitality, and to nirvana.

As a result, Fang Qing's inner world became more and more powerful as it was eroded.

More than ten days had passed, and everyone had been gaining a lot from the enlightenment here.

Finally, Fang Qing collected most of the lake water, leaving only a little bit, which still exists here so that people with destiny can continue to come here to comprehend the truth.

"We are really blessed by our seniors this time. If it weren't for our seniors, we wouldn't have had such an opportunity."

"Yes. I feel that my spiritual will has been honed and improved a lot, and I have a greater chance of being promoted to the Dragon Transformation Realm."

"Yes, yes, the opportunity we got this time is really great. It was left behind by the legendary senior Chisongzi."

"In the past ten days, I feel that my cultivation has improved a lot. This is equivalent to obtaining the inheritance of an ancient saint. No, it is even stronger than the inheritance of an ancient saint!"

Everyone was extremely happy and expressed their gratitude to Senior Fang Qing for leading them to Chisongzi's sword-washing place.

At this moment, they were extremely looking forward to this senior taking them to the next place.

"We were originally very happy to understand and discuss the truth, but some Western ants are determined to die. Let's go back to Longhu Mountain first."

But at this moment, Fang Qing spoke, and took everyone back to Longhu Mountain.

"Western ants, what are they doing here?"

"Those Westerners are coming here to show off their might again? Last time, those damn guys in the West robbed a lot of our ancestral artifacts, and they are coming here to show off again?"

"With the seniors here this time, we can definitely take care of them!"

Many cultivators were filled with righteous indignation and had no doubt about Fang Qing's words.

Everyone sat on Mount Longhu waiting for the arrival of the visitors. Sure enough, not long after, dozens of Western ascetics arrived, saying that they wanted to attend the ascetic conference.

The leader was an old man with wrinkles all over his face and grey-black eyes. He looked like he had walked out of hell.

Behind him, there were many Western ascetics, all exuding a fierce aura.

"I heard that Middle-earth is holding a conference of ascetics. We want to meet and see them, and also want to learn from them. I wonder how strong the ascetics in Middle-earth have become in these days."

The old man made a cold voice and uttered words of exchange, but everyone could sense that he had no good intentions.

"Oh, how do you want to spar?"

The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu looked towards the old man and uttered a faint voice.

"It's boring to have a discussion without any stakes. How about we bet on three ancient artifacts?"

The old man in the West smiled.

"Don't bet on any antiques. Although I am very kind to my younger generations, I am not so kind to former robbers. Since you are here today, you may as well stay. In the future, all of you will be cleansed by us." Fang Qing spoke, and his words fell into the void, revealing an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

This terrifying murderous intent almost froze the old man's soul.

He roared and chains flew out of his body. The long chains, as red as blood, seemed to be forged in purgatory and exuded a terrifying aura.

"Hellbound!"

This is a forbidden technique. Once a cultivator is entangled by the red iron chain, all his life force will be destroyed and all his cultivation will be cut off.

This forbidden technique was once called a great evil technique, but now it is actually being performed by the old man.

The old man's cultivation has reached the seventh level of dragon transformation, and he can even fight against opponents of higher levels, so this time he was sent to disrupt the ascetic conference in Middle-earth.

At this moment, the old man had his long hair loose, his eyes were ashen, and the iron chain in his hand was dripping with blood, making everyone hear a sound like ghosts crying and gods howling, as if the iron chain opened the door to hell.

"I will judge you on my behalf!"

The wind howled, terror soared to the sky, and many terrible auras filled the field, as if hell was about to come down on earth.

"In my name, I will judge you."

Fang Qing had an indifferent expression on his face. He also spoke, also in the name of judgment. His words were the prophecy of judgment, and his words were the prophecy of the three realms.

When his words fell, the old man exploded directly, and the old man's memory was dedicated to Fang Qing before he died, and then he died miserably.

silence.

Trial!

Originally, the old man in the West wanted to judge Fang Qing, but now that Fang Qing finished speaking, he judged the old man instead.

The old man was judged and died, shocking everyone.

"Damn it!"

"You have committed an unimaginable sin by killing the Grand Inquisitor!"

"Use the wrath of thunder to judge him!"

An old man with wrinkled skin all over his body roared wildly.

A scroll appeared in the void, and suddenly the void was filled with a sense of yin and yang combination.

This ancient scroll is a forbidden weapon. When it is spread out, it shines with thousands of rays of light and turns into a sea of ​​​​blazing lightning that descends.

This was actually a shocking attack, a calamity from heaven!
It has to be said that the Western masters who came this time really had a plan. They carved the traces of the thunder tribulation and made it into a forbidden weapon. Once it is used, even the peerless genius of the younger generation in Middle-earth may suffer a great loss if they encounter such a forbidden weapon.

There is no cultivator who is not afraid of lightning. It is something related to heavenly tribulation and almost nothing can resist it.

But when Fang Qing stretched out his hand, countless thunders were twisted by his big hand and turned into a thunder pill, which he swallowed in one gulp.

"It tastes okay, just so-so."

Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, Fang Qing directly refined the thunder into medicine and swallowed it. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed out a divine thunder, killing the old man who had just attacked.

"Why, why did this happen?"

"Damn it, he actually swallowed the thunder tribulation. He is a great master! He is a great master!"

"Even if you are a person with great magical powers, if you go against our Taoism, you will die without a burial place."

The faces of the people from the Western Taoist sect were all pale. The person in front of them was so terrifying that it was beyond their expectations.

"boom!"

They were about to attack together without any prior arrangement, but Fang Qing's mind moved, and he sealed off all the remaining Western monks in an instant.

When Fang Qing read the memories of these Western monks, his mind moved again, and all the Western monks exploded.

"You will regret this. When my Lord comes to this world, He will destroy you!"

The last Western monk roared wildly and then fell.

"They are here. Now, it's time for us to go out for a walk."

I worked overtime until ten o'clock again. I am tired.
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(End of this chapter)