Chapter 348 Shura Flag
Chapter 348 Shura Flag
When Changchun Zhenjun heard Xu Qing's answer, a meaningful smile appeared on his face. He neither praised nor commented. He just waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Xu Qing left as he was told. Although he had some thoughts in his mind, he could not guess the deep meaning behind the Master's smile. On the way back to Yuyang Cave Heaven, he hurried. The cave was filled with clouds and mist, and birds were singing, but he had no intention of appreciating this quiet scenery.
At this moment, a boy in a yellow Taoist robe and with a handsome face came towards them. The boy walked quickly to Xu Qing, bowed politely, and said crisply, "Master Li, Master Li wants to invite you to come to Master Li's cave for a chat."
Xu Qing was slightly startled, then smiled and agreed, secretly wondering why Master Yuyang summoned him.
Stepping into Yuyang Zhenjun's cave, it is spacious and bright inside, and all the furnishings are very simple.
Yuyang Zhenjun was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and was sitting upright on a stone couch. Seeing Xu Qing coming in, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a warm smile, and he said, "Li Qing, you're here."
Xu Qing quickly straightened his clothes, bowed respectfully, and said politely: "Junior Li Qing, I am honored to meet you, Master Zhenjun. I wish you eternal happiness and a long life."
True Lord Yuyang raised his hand and said with a smile, "No need to be polite. I called you here because the Dao-discussing and God-destroying Dharma Assembly is about to begin. I have a substitute talisman here that can save your life at a critical moment. Please accept it."
After saying that, Zhenjun waved his sleeves, a stream of light flashed, and a glowing talisman floated in front of Xu Qing. Xu Qing's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly reached out to take it and bowed to thank him.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This Iron-footed Immortal is much more reliable than Changchunzi. Old Changchunzi talked for a long time, but all he said was vague and confusing, and he didn't give any real benefits. Yuyang Zhenjun is more straightforward."
Thinking of this, Xu Qing secretly gave Master Yuyang a thumbs up in his heart.
True Lord Yuyang then warned: "The Dao-discussing and God-destroying Dharma Assembly is full of good and bad people. If you encounter those who seem to have low cultivation, you must be extra careful."
Xu Qing was puzzled, and asked with a folded hand: "Master, what do you mean? Shouldn't it be easier to deal with people with low cultivation?"
True Lord Yuyang stroked his beard and said earnestly, "You are still too young and inexperienced. At each Dao Discussion and God Destruction Ceremony, the four great Dao sects would bestow magic weapons on their carefully cultivated true disciples. These magic weapons have extraordinary origins, some of which can even be traced back to the beginning of the Taixu Universe. What's more, some were originally refined by the Dao embryos of a certain Dao, and contain power beyond imagination. Some of these extremely special magic weapons are so special that even my generation would have a headache if they saw them, let alone you."
Xu Qing frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "I have heard of some powerful magic weapons, but with their shallow cultivation, how can they control them?"
Yuyang Zhenjun said: "Of course, it is through pinching the magic formula, chanting the spell, etc., to draw out the power in the magic weapon."
Xu Qing boldly asked: "Does our Chunyang Dao Sect have a magical weapon as powerful as this?"
True Lord Yuyang's face darkened instantly, as if he was choked by these words. After a moment of silence, he regained his composure and slowly said, "Our sect has always focused on self-cultivation and upholds the philosophy of 'my destiny is determined by myself, not by God'. We look down on those who use external things to show off their abilities. Hey, I think it's a bit of a waste to give you this substitute talisman."
Xu Qing's heart tightened when he heard this, and he quickly smiled and said, "Don't be upset, Master. I heard from Senior Brother Zhao Jing that his Wanhua Xianjiu will soon be ready. I'll go get it for you right now, and I'll make sure you enjoy it."
Upon hearing this, True Lord Yuyang's slightly frowned brows instantly relaxed, and he stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "Since you have such an important matter to attend to, let's put the matter of the substitute talisman aside for now."
Xu Qing quickly responded: "Yes."
After coming out of Yuyang Cave, Xu Qing walked straight towards Chunyang Treasure House.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Chunyang Treasury, he saw Zhao Jing standing there looking up. When he saw Xu Qing, Zhao Jing's originally serious face instantly smiled, walked up to him quickly, and said warmly: "Brother Li, you came at the right time!"
Back then, in Dao Sect, many people privately criticized Zhao Jing, saying that he relied on connections to gain a foothold in the sect and that he was mediocre and useless.
But now is different from the past. Zhao Jing has become a powerful figure in the sect by operating the Chunyang Treasure House. He has become the leader of a small group centered on the Chunyang Treasure House. The head of the sect not only does not oppose his "private business", but is quite supportive. After all, the business of immortal wine not only brings rich profits to the Taoist sect, but also greatly enhances the prestige of the head of Changchun in the Taoist sect. Today, the immortal wine of the Chunyang Taoist sect has become hard currency in the Taoist sects in the nearby star field and is highly sought after.
However, Xu Qing knew that if he wanted Xianniang to gain a firm foothold in the Taixu Universe and open up a larger market, he had to find a person with enough weight to endorse or represent it. However, he also understood that this matter could not be rushed, and it would be safer to wait until Chunyang Dao Sect became one of the four major Dao Sects before taking action.
When the two brothers meet, they can't help but exchange warm greetings.
After the greetings, Xu Qing told Zhao Jing about the wine for Yuyang Zhenjun. Zhao Jing patted his chest and assured: "Brother Li, don't worry, I will take care of this little thing!"
Xu Qing changed the subject and talked about magic weapons. Zhao Jing listened, sighed heavily, and said: "Master Yuyang's words are actually a bit biased. Our Chunyang Dao Sect is not disdainful of external objects, but we don't have those top-level magic weapons."
Xu Qing asked curiously: "What exactly is this kind of top-level magic weapon?"
Zhao Jing explained: "This kind of magic weapon is called innate spiritual treasure. They were all born when the world was first created, absorbing the origin of the great way."
Xu Qing asked: "With the strength of our Chunyang Dao Sect, can't we collect one or two innate spiritual treasures?"
Zhao Jing smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "There is an unknown story behind this. Back then, the four great sects made a joint pledge that if anyone other than one of the four great sects possessed an innate spiritual treasure, all the practitioners in the world would attack him together."
Upon hearing this, Xu Qing said, "There is such a thing?" His bronze mirror and the old monster's Taiqing bell instantly appeared in his mind. He thought to himself, "If the four major Taoist sects knew about these two treasures, that would be disastrous..." Thinking of his usual conflicts with the old monster, Xu Qing couldn't help but think of reporting the old monster.
Zhao Jing continued, "Although there is this oath, if there is really someone holding an innate spiritual treasure, it is difficult for the four major sects to figure out who it is. After all, such people often have great luck. If they are not dealt with, they will only make enemies for nothing. Junior brother, do you know the Jiuli world?"
Xu Qing nodded and said, "I've heard a little bit about it." Zhao Jing lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "The Barbarian King of the Jiuli World has a treasure called the Shura Flag in his hand. This treasure belongs to the category of innate spiritual treasures. The Barbarian King has cultivated into Chi You's true body and controls the Shura Flag. In our Chunyang Dao Sect, I'm afraid that only the two ancestors Chunyang and Chongyang can suppress him."
You have to know that the ancestors Chunyang and Chongyang are at the level of quasi-masters in the four great Daoist sects. This master does not refer to ordinary masters, but specifically refers to the founders of the four great Daoist sects. In the Taixu universe, a great power that can reach the level of quasi-master can almost walk sideways. As for the master level, it is even more powerful enough to impact the Three Pure Realms. Even if facing the former famous Ziwei and Changsheng Emperor, they can fight with them and not lose.
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In the Pure Yang Realm, Xu Qing's real body was sitting in a quiet room practicing in seclusion. Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly.
At this moment, an ancient bronze mirror was floating in front of him. The bronze mirror trembled slightly, making a slight buzzing sound. Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and the shadow of a strange world vaguely emerged.
The sky was a strange blood red, as if stained with blood. Millions of barbarian warriors, led by a barbarian king, were dancing wildly around a huge bronze altar. They were wearing animal skin armor, with mysterious totems painted on their faces, and they shouted deafeningly, and the sound echoed between heaven and earth.
In the center of the altar, there was a huge black flag with hideous skulls embroidered on it. The flesh, blood, internal organs and souls of powerful creatures were entangled on each flagpole, emitting a disgusting bloody smell.
Xu Qing understood clearly that this was the Shura Flag and the Barbarian King should be the Jiuli Barbarian King.
It seemed as if every eye on the flag had come alive, spewing out billowing black mist, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.
Then the bronze mirror suddenly trembled violently, and the mirror surface rippled like surging waves. Xu Qing's pupils shrank sharply, and he stared at the scene in the mirror.
Under the blood-red sky, the Shura flag was slowly unfolding. Every wrinkle on the flag was like a huge black hole, madly devouring the surrounding void. Hundreds of thousands of barbarian war drums were beating at the same time. The dull drum sound was like thunder, which made people's ears hurt. The black blood condensed on the drum skin kept dripping along the drumstick, and quickly gathered around the altar, forming a blood river with a foul odor.
"Buzz--" The bronze mirror made a loud sound like a dragon's roar, and the scene in the mirror instantly became extremely clear. Xu Qing clearly saw that 810 immortal hearts on the flag began to beat, and every powerful beat emitted circles of blood-colored ripples that spread out in all directions like ripples.
When the Shura Flag was fully unfolded, the space of the entire world seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand. Millions of barbarian warriors roared inhumanly in unison. The sound waves came like an overwhelming tidal wave, shaking the bone flag on the bronze altar violently and rustling.
Without any warning, blood rained down. A drop of blood rain hit a barbarian soldier right between his eyebrows, and the soldier's skin instantly cracked like dry land, revealing the wriggling black blood vessels underneath, like little black snakes.
His body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. His originally sturdy body became even more sturdy. His ribs pierced through his skin one by one, turning into sharp bone spurs that flashed coldly in the sun. Under the attack of the majestic demonic energy, his ordinary leather armor instantly melted into dark golden scales, emitting a cold breath. The bronze battle axe in his hand actually split and reorganized itself, turning into a bone knife wrapped in blood-colored lightning. The runes on the blade flashed, revealing endless killing intent.
"Kill!" The mutated barbarian warrior roared and swung out a bone knife.
The three monks who were forming a defensive formation had no time to react before they were chopped into blood mist by the sharp sword. The blood mist drifted in the wind, and the scene was horrible. What was even more terrifying was that the other barbarian soldiers who were infected by the blood mist also began to mutate. The entire battlefield instantly became a furnace of blood and flesh. The shouts and screams were intertwined, which was terrifying.
Xu Qing stared at the scene in the mirror. He noticed that the flesh, blood, and internal organs wrapped around the flagpole of the Shura Flag seemed to have come alive. Hundreds of demon eyes were opened on it, and the demon eyes were red and emitting a bloodthirsty light.
The black flag in the center of the altar moved without wind, and pictures of the Nine Li Demon Gods slowly emerged on the flag. Each demon god had a hideous appearance, with fangs bared and claws bared, as if madly devouring the souls of the monks. When the first ray of blood light swept through the monks' camp, those monks didn't even have time to escape, and were directly refined into blood-colored runes on the flag, adding a strange power to the Shura Flag.
"This... is this the terrifying power of the innate spiritual treasure..." Xu Qing muttered to himself.
He clearly saw that in the depths of the blood river, there were countless wronged souls struggling and wailing in pain. They were all monks who had been swallowed by the Shura Flag and were now trapped in this endless pain, unable to escape.
What shocked Xu Qing even more was that every time a cultivator was killed, the blood color of the Shura Flag would deepen a little, as if it was constantly devouring strength and becoming more powerful.
Suddenly, the bronze mirror vibrated violently again, and the scene in the mirror instantly turned into a sea of blood, with waves of blood surging, as if to drown the entire world. Xu Qing heard the whispers of countless resentful souls, and the voices were like sharp knives, piercing his demon consciousness.
"How dare you!" Xu Qing shouted angrily, and the Tai Shi demonic energy in his body instantly erupted, like a raging black flame, sweeping towards those illusions.
Under the impact of Tai Shi's demonic energy, those illusions instantly dissipated and everything returned to calm.
Xu Qing took a deep breath and soon understood that what the bronze mirror showed was the scene of the barbarians of the Jiuli world attacking other cultivation worlds.
"It's so tragic..." Xu Qing's face was full of solemnity.
He vaguely felt that once the Great Yu Dynasty's Jiazi calamity broke out, it would probably face such a terrible disaster. Thinking of this, Xu Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart. Time was running out, and there was really not much time left for him to prepare...
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Jiuli world.
"Your Majesty, a Taoist priest is here to visit you."
(End of this chapter)