Chapter 400 9 days

Chapter 400 9 days

Chapter 400 Nine Days
Boom! The whole Fengdu was shaken. Suddenly, the Yellow Springs under the ground surged and countless evil spirits roared.

Xu Qing forced his eyes open in the scarlet light of the Heavenly Eye of the Immortal Saint, and tears and blood flowed from his eyes. Too strong!

Even though the Immortal Lord was only a clone, it gave Xu Qing an unprecedented sense of oppression. The more this happened, the more intense the war in Xu Qing's heart became.

"Lord Dragon, help me!" On the Yinshan Mountain, the evil dragon that surrendered to Xu Qing soared into the sky and let out a long roar.

Xu Qing was like the bright moon, drawing thousands of bright lights. In the distant sky, a giant dragon was flying over. Xu Qing's body seemed to expand infinitely, with purple air and golden light rising.

This is exactly the magical power of the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor, the Seven Stars of the Blue Dragon, in the Xuantian Temple's secret method. With the help of the Dragon King, Xu Qing brought the magical power of the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor to its full potential.

Xu Qing's muscles, like dragons and snakes, burst through the gaps in his robes, and the lines on his body rose and fell like mountains. In an instant, he had transformed from a Taoist image into a huge demon god who seemed to have infinite power. The Dragon King directly turned into a suit of armor, covering Xu Qing's majestic demon god body.

Xu Qing then used the boundless power of the demon god to forcibly break free from the scarlet realm of the Heavenly Eyes of the True Lord Xiansheng. The True Lord Xiansheng stood in the air, and his three eyes immediately burst into an even more terrifying golden flame. He held a three-pointed, two-edged knife and chopped it down at Xu Qing. Nine celestial rivers fell from the sky, and where the blade passed, the void split into 72 bottomless void gullies.

Xu Qing stepped on the seven stars, and the purple dragon armor transformed by the Dragon King burst into a dragon roar, and the twenty-eight constellations appeared behind him. The starlight condensed into the four images of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, roaring towards the Tianhe River.

"Dang!" The blade slashed on the dragon armor heart mirror, and a thousand feet of fire burst out. Xu Qing's arms were knotted like a blue dragon coiling around a mountain. He grabbed the back of the knife with his five fingers and lifted it up suddenly, rolling up the sky. The water of the Yellow Spring was attracted by the dragon's energy, turning into hundreds of water dragons holding the yin and yang energy and rushing straight to the face of the True Lord.

The True Lord sneered, and his Dharma image expanded dramatically as his profound skill was put into operation. His six arms each held a treasure wheel, a golden mace, a jade talisman, and a bronze bell. The two arms in the center held knives and drew out the trajectory of the movement of the stars in the sky.

"Break!" Xu Qing shouted, and the scales of the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor stood upside down, gushing out thousands of Gengjin sword qi. The sword qi collided with the star array, and the aftermath of the explosion razed the thirty-six ghost gates of Fengdu City to the ground.

The evil dragon's true body emerged from the armor, its claws tearing through the void, grabbing the Xuanhuang Qi condensed under the feet of the True Lord. The True Lord stepped on the void, and the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand turned into three-headed dragons, which opened three huge mouths and swallowed all the Gengjin sword energy.

Upon seeing this, Xu Qing formed seals with his hands, and the yin and yang energies in his body exploded, drawing out the bitter sea water from Yingchou Gorge and condensing into a large formation covering the sea in mid-air.

"A mere trifle!" The golden pattern between the Zhenjun's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and the three-pointed, two-edged sword turned into a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon. Wherever the dragon's tail swept past, the ice and snow in the sea-covering formation melted away, and the fiery dragon breath spewed out of the dragon's mouth actually evaporated the bitter sea water into clouds all over the sky.

Xu Qing did not retreat but advanced. The Purple Emperor Dragon Armor absorbed the clouds and condensed into a sky-covering water wing behind him. The wingspan was 300 miles, and each feather was flowing with the innate Bagua array pattern. The shadow of the Golden Peng Venerable slowly rose behind Xu Qing.

"Boom!" The water wings slapped the void, stirring up a chaotic gale. The True Lord summoned the treasure wheel, with 360 Sanskrit characters on the wheel rim as a golden wall. The two forces collided, and the foundation of Fengdu City collapsed, revealing a boiling hell deep underground - this was the Fengdu Hell where the most vicious and evil ghosts were imprisoned.

Xu Qing took the opportunity to use the fire power of the innate five-color divine light to attract the earth fire. The lava condensed into 100,000 fire crows, forming the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire Formation and pounced on the True Lord. The True Lord waved his six arms together, the golden mace attracted thunder, the jade talisman summoned wind, and the bronze bell calmed the soul. The nine-day thunder tribulation merged with the Xun wind and crushed all the fire crows.

Blood oozed from the corners of Xu Qing's mouth, and he clenched his hands. A sword mountain suddenly rose from the broken Vermillion Bird Divine Fire Formation, and the mountain was entangled with yin and yang energy, and it fell with the force of destroying stars. Zhenjun snorted coldly, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand turned into a jade pillar that could support the sky, and the shadow of the Nantianmen appeared on the tip of the sword.

The moment the swords collided, time and space seemed to freeze, and the shock wave that erupted immediately overturned the underworld. Among the ruins of Fengdu City, the main peak of Yinshan Mountain, where the black bear monk sat, stood still. This bear was extremely powerful and could once wrestle with the Bull Demon King, who was the strongest in the Three Realms.

Xu Qingzi's imperial dragon armor was broken into pieces, but he laughed and stepped into the air, his hands raised in the air, the broken sword mountain reunited into the Big Dipper Sword Formation, and the seven star swords wrapped in the Zhoutian star power pierced the vital point of the True Lord. Cracks appeared on the True Lord's golden body, and his three eyes burst out with divine light that could break delusion at the same time. Wherever the divine light passed, all the star swords turned into gas.

The two men confronted each other in mid-air, with galaxy whirlpools and dark yellow clouds appearing behind them. In the ruins of Fengdu City, the water of the Wangchuan River flowed backwards and formed a waterfall, which condensed into a water curtain sky under the guidance of the two men's qi.

Above the ruins of Fengdu City, the water curtain sky suddenly collapsed. The golden body of Xiansheng Zhenjun shone with nine layers of precious light, and the three-pointed double-edged sword drew a circle in the air. Where the blade passed, the Zhoutian Star Array appeared. The phantoms of 365 stars dropped starlight, turning into a cage that trapped Xu Qing in the center of the array.

"Borrow the power of Beidou!" Xu Qing stepped on Tiangang, and seven star rays burst out from the broken purple dragon armor. The Yinshan ground veins trembled, and seven sword peaks broke out of the ground, and each peak rose up a bronze ancient sword about ten feet long. The hexagram of Lianshan engraved on the sword was as bright as the sun, and it actually attracted the star power of the twenty-eight constellations to pour back into the formation.

"Dang!" The Greedy Wolf Sword first hit the Purple Star, and the exploding sparks ignited the Milky Way. The True Lord's Dharma Image waved his six arms, and the treasure wheel turned into a solar corona and swept across. The golden mace attracted the shadow of the Thunder God, and the jade talisman summoned the Nine Heavens Strong Wind. Xu Qing's arms were knotted with muscles, holding the Pojun and Wuqu swords, and the swords stirred the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs, splitting the red flame gully in the star array.

"Ang!" The dragon roar shattered the three star shadows, and the dragon king, full of karma, soared into the air from the sword peak. The dragon's tail rolled up the Wenqu and Lianzhen swords, turning into the Yin-Yang sword wheel to crush the treasure wheel's corona.

Xu Qing took the opportunity to step on the Lu Cun Sword and soared into the sky. Where the sword pointed, the water of the Wangchuan River condensed into a ten-thousand-foot-high ice dragon, and the extremely cold Xuanming True Water was entangled between its fangs. The blood mark on Zhenjun's forehead suddenly split open, and a golden crow flew out of his third eye. The three-legged divine bird spread its wings and burned the sky, steaming the ice dragon into a rainstorm.

Xu Qing's expression was calm, and the power of the Yin-Yang Extermination Dao suddenly manifested. Every drop of rain turned into a miniature Yin-Yang sword formation. Thousands of sword formations intertwined into a net, trapping the Golden Crow's phantom in it.

"Break!" The blade of the True Lord suddenly turned, and the Zhoutian Star Array suddenly collapsed. Three hundred and sixty-five stars condensed into a giant axe of creation, and the axe blade was entangled with the chaotic energy of creation.

Xu Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and the seven swords returned to their positions to form the Big Dipper killing formation. At the center of the formation appeared the phantoms of the River Map and Luo Shu, which symbolized the destiny of mankind, and also looked like the spiritual treasure of the innate Taiyi Dao seed.

When the axe and the sword collided, time and space froze for a moment. The ruins of Fengdu City seemed to be flowing backwards in time, and the shattered thirty-six gates of hell stood up again, and then collapsed again in the aftermath.

Cracks appeared on the golden body of Zhenjun, and blood oozed from Xu Qing's seven orifices, but his fighting spirit was even stronger. The muscles in his arms exploded with blood mist, and he resisted the downward pressure of the Axe of Creation.

"Get up!" Xu Qing shouted like thunder, and the Bagua formation suddenly appeared under his feet. The Qian position rose up with an immortal fire, the Kun position gushed out the essence of Wu earth, the Zhen position struck down the nine heavens thunder, and the Xun position rolled up the nine heavens wind. The power of the four symbols poured into the Beidou sword formation, and the seven swords merged into one, turning into a long rainbow that pierced the axe shadow.

The True Lord took three steps back, crushing three Yin Mountains under his feet, and suddenly sheathed his sword, and formed a mysterious seal with his six arms. The moment the seal was formed, the mysterious and yellow air descended from the nine heavens, condensing into the Nine Cauldrons Prison Suppression Formation. Each bronze cauldron was engraved with an ancient sacrifice picture, and the flames of humanity gushed out of the cauldron.

Xu Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clasped his hands together. Yin and Yang Qi flowed out from Dantian and condensed into a Tai Chi scroll in front of him. When the scroll was unfolded, the scene of the twenty-four solar terms appeared. The lightning of Jingzhe and the cold wave of Shuangjiang intertwined into a network, challenging the suppressive power of Jiuding.

Boom! The collision of the two forces caused a resonance in the heavens, and twelve golden pillars of merit suddenly rose from the ground veins of Fengdu City. Under the shining golden light, the two fighting people stopped at the same time - this was a restriction left by the Queen Mother Hou Tu to prevent the foundation of the Netherworld from being destroyed.

Xu Qing dispersed the Tai Chi diagram, and the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor covered his body again. The True Lord's Dharma image returned to its original position, and the three-pointed double-edged sword was sheathed. Suddenly, he said:

"After I rescue the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, we will continue this battle above the Nine Heavens."

After saying this, he turned into golden light and disappeared, leaving behind twinkling star fragments all over the ground.

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"The Great God of Santan Haihui?"

Xu Qing was familiar with the Taoist Canon and knew the term "Three Altars". The so-called Three Altars referred to the three realms of heaven, earth and water.

It means all the real universe without heaven, earth and water.

The term "Hai Hui" is mentioned many times in Buddhist scriptures, and its meaning is "the seat where all saints gather, whose virtue is as profound as the ocean."

The literal meaning of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly can be interpreted as the god whose power is as vast as the sea within the universe.

It can also be understood as the most powerful god of war and killing who commands the sky, earth, water, and all realms of the universe.

In secret, it can be seen that this god must be the fruit of the Tao that combines "the best of the three paths, Buddha, immortals, and gods, into one."

According to Xu Qing's modern memory, this great god is "Nezha".

But Xu Qing had already merged into the bronze mirror, and knew that it was not that simple. And there were many versions of Nezha.

"I didn't expect that the Taoist priest could actually force Xiansheng Zhenjun back from the underworld." The evil dragon landed beside Xu Qing, his eyes full of disbelief.

Previously, it transformed into the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor, which benefited it greatly and even stimulated its own ancestral dragon bloodline.

If it can survive to the next era, it may have a chance to compete with the dragons of all realms for the position of ancestor dragon.

In fact, once those mighty ones in the heavens fall, their corresponding projections, bloodline descendants, and successors of the tradition, if they can find a strong supporter or get a heaven-defying opportunity, will replace them in the next era and become the new them.

Therefore, no matter what era, once we enter a peaceful period of development, roots are the most important.

The evil dragon was just a servant of Guanyin before, but now with Xu Qing, he has the opportunity to make the leap to the dragon gate.

I have to say, the fate of a dragon's life is sometimes really hard to predict.

"It's not that I was forced to retreat, it's that I lost." Xu Qing sighed softly.

Although he had tried his best in his life, the True Lord Xiansheng still used a trick to take away a ray of the origin of the Five Elements.

This did not hurt Xu Qing's foundation, but it also meant that Xiansheng Zhenjun achieved His goal.

In fact, if Xu Qing didn't have the ability to use the bronze mirror to illuminate himself, he wouldn't even be able to discover it.

What a great Saint, what a great thief!
Xu Qing patted his abdomen and spat out a peach pit from his mouth.

It was with this peach pit that Xiansheng Zhenjun almost deceived Xu Qing.

"The peach pit from the ancestral tree in Pantao Garden." The thin black divine dog arrived with a look of surprise on his face, which then turned into excitement.

Xu Qing said softly, "It's a pity that there is no spiritual soil suitable for growing peaches in the underworld."

The black divine dog said: "The underworld doesn't have such an environment, but Lingshan does. The water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond is better than the water in the Heavenly Pond used in the Peach Garden."

Xu Qing nodded slowly, "Yinshan does have an entrance that leads directly to Lingshan, but it is not suitable for us to enter Lingshan now. Lord God, I will finally take you into Fengdu City."

When he said this, he and the thin black divine dog looked at each other and smiled.

When in Wuchang City, even if the thin black divine dog racked his brains, he could not have imagined that this journey would be so difficult.

However, Taoist Master Xu Qing managed to overcome this huge difficulty.

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Purple bamboo forest.

The true dojo of Avalokitesvara is not in any of the three realms or six paths, nor in any universe.

It is a world independent of the universe.

In the vast universe, the dojo of all the powerful ones, even if they are close at hand, are still farther away than two universes if they do not have absolute strength.

Taixu not only exists in a certain universe, but to be more precise, it exists throughout the multiverse.

It’s just that it’s more difficult to travel between the voids of different universes.

Xiansheng Zhenjun ignored these difficulties and appeared directly in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

There are only a handful of places he cannot go to, including the Three Realms, Six Paths, and the Multiverse.

The Purple Bamboo Forest is not among them.

In fact, at this era, the cultivation level of Xiansheng Zhenjun was slightly higher than that of Guanzizai.

This is also the outcome where both Guanyin and Ksitigarbha suffered losses.

“Although there were some minor setbacks, fortunately I finally got this strand of the origin of the Five Elements.” The handsome face of Xiansheng Zhenjun, which had been icy for thousands of years, now had a little more humanity.

Not only because he was about to resurrect his good brother, but also because he finally saw the hope of reaching the supreme realm again.

Whenever a son of destiny like Xu Qing appears, it is an opportunity for the powerful people in the heavens to pursue the supreme fruit of Tao.

The real great era is about to begin.

Many old friends have left the scene or have been replaced by newcomers.

Xiansheng Zhenjun doesn’t know whether he will still be the same as he is now in the next era.

Not important anymore.

This time, He will also spare no effort to seize this opportunity.

Guanzizai Bodhisattva received this strand of the origin of the Five Elements with a pure bottle, his expression was slightly complicated, and then he calmed down, "True Lord, just wait for me for forty-nine days."

Xiansheng Zhenjun: "Bodhisattva, how many years in the human world are equivalent to forty-nine days here?"

"Five hundred years."

Xiansheng Zhenjun frowned.

Guanzizai Bodhisattva said softly: "If you wait here for forty-nine days, I guarantee that you will still be the Holy Lord in the next era."

(End of this chapter)