Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 319 Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Scroll
She spoke coldly, her voice like an ice blade scraping bone: "A disciple of the Dao Sect kills people in the street and destroys buildings in my imperial city. Bi Sheng, is this the rule you taught?"

Bi Sheng picked at his ear, but his ninefold innate qi quietly flowed around him, protecting Xu Yunfan behind him: "Little Su, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

He casually pointed to the ruins that were faintly visible in the smoke and dust in the distance.

“Those people are clearly trying to sow discord and set up a scheme to distort the truth. I suspect they are remnants of the Great Qian Dynasty who escaped from the net thirty years ago.”

The military might of the Great Qian Dynasty in the northern border was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Thirty years ago, the spies infiltrated by the Great Qian Dynasty had already begun their covert operations.

They infiltrated the border regions, bribed court officials, and even stole the Great Zhou's dragon vein map.

Now that the Empress is dying from the backlash of the blood sacrifice, the court is in turmoil and the nation is declining, which has given the remnants of the Great Qian Dynasty, who have been lying low for many years, a perfect opportunity.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Oh right, back when the Great Qianlong case was being quelled, it seems that someone from your Tian Shu Sect was in seclusion and didn't participate?"

The air suddenly solidified.

Su Wanqing's cinnabar mark between her brows suddenly turned crimson like blood, and the three-zhang-long blue bricks beneath her feet silently turned to dust.

This is precisely the old scar that Tian Shu Sect fears most.

Back then, three elders of the Tian Shu Sect were found to be colluding with remnants of the Great Qian Dynasty and were ultimately executed by the Imperial Court. If the Tian Shu Sect hadn't clung to the Empress's coattails in time, it would have been completely wiped out thirty years ago.

"presumptuous!"

With a flick of her sword, nine transparent sword shadows formed from frost appeared behind her. "Jiang Tianyang is the Third Elder of the Sword Pavilion, how dare you slander him..."

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't name names, Suwa, don't say that. If we're really talking about it, you're probably the one who got your position illegitimate, aren't you?"

Bi Sheng interrupted with a grin, "But..."

He suddenly stopped joking, and a terrifying glint appeared in his old eyes. "If Sword Master Su insists on being serious, why not hand over those rats in the waterside pavilion first? I'll ask them why they were plotting against my Dao Sect disciples from the very beginning."

Su Wanqing's pupils contracted slightly.

She had long sensed the strange aura of the people in the waterside pavilion, but now she was caught in a dilemma.

The capital is currently rife with undercurrents. If we back down in front of everyone, where will the imperial court's authority be?

But this old drunkard was already at the ninth realm sixty years ago, and even the Empress had to call him "Daoist Master" back then.

If she retreats without even fighting, what face will she have left?

The many thoughts that arose in my mind were instantly calmed down.

"What a sharp-tongued old scoundrel."

She suddenly sneered, and nine frost swords formed a star formation above her head. "Today I'll see how much of your power you still have!"

Before the words were even finished, all nine swords were unleashed!
Each sword strike carried a chilling aura that seemed to freeze one's blood and qi; wherever the sword passed, even the light was distorted into an icy blue vortex.

Bi Sheng didn't even lift his eyelids. With a flick of his withered fingers from his sleeve, a rusty iron sword silently slid out. The blade was covered in cracks, yet faint dark gold patterns shone through it.

Xu Yunfan, who was standing to the side, raised his eyebrows slightly.

This iron sword is extraordinary. With the eyesight honed by his Heavenly Craftsmanship forging technique, he instantly judged that this iron sword should have fallen from the rank of an eighth-order divine weapon.

But it is enough to rank in the seventh tier.

"clang!"

The iron sword trembled slightly, and at the instant the nine frost swords were about to strike, it split into nine afterimages.

Each sword shadow precisely blocked the frost sword's edge, and the point of collision exploded with starlight intertwined with ice and fire.

Even more strangely, the rust peeled off as the sword energy surged, revealing the Taoist celestial constellation cloud pattern engraved on the sword's spine.

"Su Wawa, watch closely..."

Bi Sheng suddenly spun around, his iron sword tracing a perfect circle. In an instant, the spiritual energy within a hundred-foot radius was forcibly extracted, transforming into three hundred and sixty golden light spots suspended in the air.

Those points of light corresponded perfectly to the star formation of the Frost Sword Array, only their positions were reversed!
"Reversal of Time: The Shifting of Stars and the Changing of the Universe!"

The nine frost swords suddenly went out of control, their blades turning and pointing directly at Su Wanqing.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and strands of true energy burst forth from her fingertips, only to find that the nine frost swords that had been conjured were completely disconnected from her. Those golden light spots were frantically devouring her true energy!

"Old man!"

Su Wanqing shouted sharply, and blood spurted from the cinnabar mark between her brows.

She clasped her hands together, and her true energy surged like molten lava, forming a three-zhang-tall Dharma image behind her. The Dharma image had six arms, each holding an Ice Soul Sword, and slashed down at Bi Sheng.

Bi Sheng chuckled, and the iron sword suddenly flew out of his hand and spun around.

Crimson earth fire erupted from the cracks in the sword. When the Xuanming Dharma Image's longsword slashed into the earth fire, the sword was immediately covered with rust marks, and even the Dharma Image's phantom began to blur!
"Your Tian Shu Sect still uses the same old tricks, the same old bluffing stuff that's been around for years."

Although Bi Sheng kept mocking him, Xu Yunfan, who was watching from the side, had bright eyes.

The trend of martial arts Dharma form!
Although the Tian Shu Sect's "Xuan Tian Bao Lu" takes an unorthodox approach and is condemned as a heretical sect by orthodox Taoist sects, its method of condensing martial arts Dharma forms contains hidden mysteries.

Before he descended the mountain, Bi Yuan had a heart-to-heart talk with him, saying with great melancholy that he had reached the limit after completing the nine realms of martial arts, and that heaven and earth would not allow him to break through the shackles of the nine realms.

That so-called terrestrial paradise is now nothing more than a reflection of the moon in a well or a flower in water.

The six-armed Xuanming Dharma Image, formed by Su Wanqing using her true qi, could not only freeze blood and qi and suppress true qi, but also faintly touch upon the realm of "using martial arts to reach the divine".

Perhaps, this is another way to break through the shackles of the Nine Realms.

As for unorthodox methods, whoever has the biggest fist is on the right path.

At this moment, Bi Sheng pointed his fingers, and the broken sword suddenly split into twelve sword lights, each wrapped with different attributes of earth vein energy. "Let me show you what true..."

"Nine Realms of Sword Dao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twelve sword lights, like dragons clashing, instantly shattered the Xuanming Dharma Image.

pity!

Seeing this scene, Xu Yunfan couldn't help but feel a little regretful. That Dharma image, with its silver spear and candle head, was good to look at but useless.

Su Wanqing groaned and retreated violently, a thin line of icy blue blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

She stared intently at the rusty iron sword that had fallen back into Bi Sheng's hands. Now, under the stimulation of Bi Sheng's true energy, the rusty marks began to emanate a faint, clear light.

"Su girl."

Bi Sheng suddenly transmitted his voice secretly, his voice carrying an unusual chill, "At midnight, meet at the 'Gui Water Position' of the Imperial City's earth veins, and bring your Xuan Tian Treasure Record."

If they don't come... I'll expose the fact that the Tian Shu Sect is secretly possessing the "Great Zhou Dragon Vein Map" to the Empress.

The Frost Sword Formation collapsed with a roar.

Su Wanqing's fingers trembled slightly beneath her wide sleeves.

Three days ago, she did indeed find half of a dragon vein map in the sect's secret vault, but even the direct disciples were unaware of this...

"We're giving Mr. Bi face today."

She suddenly sheathed her sword and turned, her dark palace attire transforming into flowing clouds as she swept towards the imperial city. "But if any Daoist disciples dare to act recklessly in Yujing again..."

"I know, I know, I'm here to apologize by having tea with you!"

Bi Sheng grinned and waved to the sky, then turned to Xu Yunfan and winked, "Kid, I'll show you a big show tonight!"

At the top of the distant pavilion, Su Wanqing's figure staggered almost imperceptibly.

(End of this chapter)