Chapter 529: Jianghu Yeyu 10 Years of Deng! Where Is the Yellow Turban Warrior?

Three thousand green lanterns illuminate the pagoda, and this life is just a dream.

Chief Nan's expression was leisurely, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his cold eyes.

The extinguished green lamp lit up the clouds and smoke, rising in front of me. In a trance, the years seemed like yesterday, and the light and shadow danced.

That year, he was nineteen years old.

At the age of nineteen, he entered the Demon Control Division, which was a great event that brought glory to his family.

His talent and strength can support the aloofness of his peers.

That year, it was the late emperor's seventieth birthday, and the Demon Control Division wanted to select one of the newly promoted young disciples to join the palace to lead the guards and serve as the chief of ceremonies for the grand banquet.

This is the royal grace and the supreme honor that bestows fresh blood on the Demon Control Division.

Carrying forward the past and looking forward to the future, Taizu's lineage's honor and favor towards the Demon Control Division is now evident.

Everyone knows that whoever wins this position will stand out among the newcomers.

Jiang tides have changed, times have changed, and there will definitely be a place for this person in the vast future.

In the spotlight of the world, he entered the imperial court and shouldered the emperor's favor.

He has lived for seventeen years and has never wanted so much.

In fact, he never concealed his ambition. His strong strength allowed him to overwhelm his peers and reach the end...

If nothing else happens, he may be the lucky one, blessed with honors and favors, and with the youthfulness of a seventeen-year-old boy, he may gain the fame that everyone desires.

At that time, everyone was thinking so.

Until the sturdy young man dressed in commoner clothes and always barefoot stood in front of him.

He never thought that such a man who seemed to come out of the mountains would become a stumbling block on his way forward.

Compared with him, the young man who seemed to be unable to even afford shoes had no dazzling talent and no past that impressed his peers.

He even doubted how such a villager could enter the Demon Control Division.

However, he lost that battle.

Just one move, no, he didn't even block a single move, and was defeated by the smiling young man.

That man's sword was like a tomb, burying all living beings, and in the vast world, it seemed that only one person was left.

That man's smile was not a show off of victory, nor a mockery of invincibility, but a free and easy detachment that was worthy of life and death.

He was defeated and his morale was shattered.

On that day, there was a grand banquet in the imperial court, and the whole capital was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

He chose to leave in the hustle and bustle.

This journey lasted ten years.

In the past ten years, his footprints have traveled all over the world, and wherever there are monsters, they can be found.

His evil reputation gradually spread among the demon control divisions in various regions. Compared with the comfortable and high position in the capital, his reputation was gained through fighting, especially among the lowest level demon slaying guards, his prestige grew stronger.

As for the commoner young man back then, few heard of it.

In ten years, during the hardships of life and death, he suddenly heard about the wonderful teachings of Taoism. He washed away all his troubles, made further progress, and finally returned to the capital with incomparable brilliant achievements and achievements.

That year, he was twenty-nine years old.

The waves washed away the sand, and only a few of the newcomers who came with him back then were left, and the rest had long since turned into bones on the road to controlling the demon.

Time is ruthless and the yellow sand is long. Now, who still remembers the names of those people.

Time is always merciless, and there are always new people replacing the old.

That year, another group of new people came to the Demon Control Division.

Among them, there was a young man named Li Zangfeng.

At that time, he came alone, with only a wooden sword in his arms.

At that time, no one would have thought that this immature boy would become famous all over the world in the future, killing all the monsters in fear, and ranking among the Nine Divine Pillars.

His eyes would not notice the newcomer chasing after him. Only the figure of the young man in cloth could be seen in his eagle-like eyes.

Ten years of hard work are enough to smooth the gap between the two.

However, when he returned to the capital, he did not find that person.

At this time, a piece of news came.

The man visited the seventy-two demon caves alone, opened the mountain with his sword, and asked the demons, and finally escaped with a glimmer of hope under the siege of the three demon kings.

At this point, the world was shaken, and more masters came out of Longhu Mountain to look for that person.

When he heard the news, his rock-like heart was shaken again.

The pride and confidence accumulated over the past ten years collapsed in an instant.

He chose to leave again, this time for another ten years.

A cup of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years.

In the past ten years, the world has been in a state of flux, and many major events have taken place.

That year, King Yuan's Dharma Conference was held, and a man named Zhou Xuan killed Xuantian Guan with fear, and suppressed Chiling Palace to the point where it could not lift its head.

King Yuan's evil reputation shocked the world, and six major sects were born one after another for this purpose.

But he still only had the figure of the commoner young man in his eyes.

Looking back on that year, the two met again twenty years later.

Time is gone and the boy is far away, but the fighting spirit in his heart has never been extinguished.

The Demon Control Department in the capital is where the fate of the two people originated.

At that time, he was already in a high position and famous throughout the world.

In front of everyone, he challenged the man he had been chasing all his life.

This battle is known as one of the ten classic battles of Yuyaosi in the past century.

After a hundred moves, the celestial phenomena changed dramatically, and the Immortal Goose Palace felt a strange phenomenon.

After twenty years, he finally bridged the gap between the two.

In this battle, you can understand your long-cherished wish.

However, after a hundred moves, the man suddenly laughed. He put down the sword in his hand, and walked away without seeing life or death, regardless of success or failure. He looked up to the sky and laughed.

At that time, everyone was confused and could not see the outcome of this battle.

Only the elder in the door looked solemn. He looked at the man's walking figure and put his hands together in worship.

That day, the Demon Control Division’s divine list was displayed, and the world was shocked.

The golden light fell, and everyone was shocked. A great figure appeared from the sky, named [Tianzhu].

At this point, the new generation of Nine Divine Pillars has officially begun their era.

"Tianzhu..."

The green smoke in front of Master Nan disappeared, and he murmured softly.

The power that destroyed the [Nanwu Sword Talisman] just now made him see the shadow of Tianzhu.

In fact, after Zhou Xuan's death, the Yuan King's magic sword fell into the hands of Tianzhu, and was inspired by his power and has been subdued to this day.

Until that day, Zhou Dao made a sacrifice and obtained the Yuan Wang Sword.

Over the years, this sword has indeed been tainted with the aura of Tianzhu.

"Master..." Lin Xuejian looked anxious, only concerned about Ming Zhao's life and death.

Chief Nan was noncommittal. He stood up slowly, walked out, stood in the courtyard, and looked in the direction of [Tiantian Palace].

There is Tianzhu's dojo.

"All things born in nature have reincarnations, save the world of mortals, and do not kill in this world!"

"Tianzhu who does not kill living beings..." Chief Nan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"Do you also have a disciple? It seems that God has not given up on fighting."

"Let me see what your disciple is like."

Chief Nan stepped forward and turned around, his clothes fluttering in the evening wind, and the long night swallowed up his figure.

…

The ancestral land of the Liu family, in front of mountains, rivers and waterfalls.

Zhou Dao Yuan Wang Qi has completely recovered.

He gained a lot from the battle just now, especially he gained some insights into the secrets of King Yuan's sword.

In fact, this sword had been specially tempered when it was in Zhou Xuan's hands.

It can reconcile the balance between [Nie Long Qi] and [Yuan Wang Qi] to a certain extent.

Later, King Yuan's magic sword fell into the hands of Tianzhu, and after more than ten years of suppression, he fell into a deep sleep.

But just now, Zhou Dao received the blessing of the Liu family's past brands through Liu Nanxing, and secretly communicated with the sleeping King Yuan's magic sword.

His control over this sword has gone one step further.

"Perhaps... I can fuse the two great powers of Nielong Yuanwang."

Zhou Daosheng had a bold idea.

From the great road to simplicity, different paths lead to the same destination. Great masters who have reached the realm all do subtraction.

For a master like Li Zangfeng, when facing an enemy, he doesn't have any fancy moves at all. His movements are just Tao and Dharma.

Nowadays, Zhou Dao's realm still remains at the level of "skills", relying on many means.

However, if he wants to improve, if he wants to break through, if he wants to touch a higher realm, he must spy on the simple way.

The idea of ​​merging the two great powers of Nie Long Yuan Wang is indeed a bit bold.

You must know that different true energies are as different as clouds and mud. If they are forcibly fused, they will be like thunder from the sky and earthly fire, only to be destroyed.

But upon closer inspection, there is still much to be done.

After all, Yuan Wang Qi was created just to destroy [Yuan Zu].

Later, the ancestors of the Sunset Sect discovered the shortcomings of Yuan Wang Qi, and created the Evil Dragon Qi through the vicious veins that were discarded when refining the dragon veins.

In a sense, these two forces were born just to deal with the ancestors. They are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. They come from different origins and have the same ancestry.

"Nie Long, King Yuan is already stronger than ordinary Qi. If it is fused..." Zhou Dao thought seriously and looked forward to it.

Even the awakened true energy of the first-level god statue cannot be compared with the two great true energies of Nielong Yuanwang.

If Zhou Dao could really fuse these two great energies, incredible changes would surely occur.

"Let's take another look. I hope that [Sun Disk Observation Picture] can be helpful to me." Zhou Dao suppressed his thoughts and was not in a hurry to try.

On the road of spiritual practice, sometimes a sudden thought is actually a delusion, an inner demon, or a calamity. It needs to be verified repeatedly before you can continue to explore and try.

This is just like Wang Xiaoyi's visit to a flower house. Only when it is simmered slowly and carefully will the flavor come out. Don't rush it.

Rumble…

The sounds of mountains, rivers and waterfalls became smaller and smaller, and the strange landscape disappeared.

The Liu family has inherited it for so many years, and finally it has never seen such a grand scene again. Most of the ancestors' imprints were absorbed by the Yuan Wang Sword, awakening them from their slumber.

The remaining part was integrated into Liu Nanxing's body.

At this moment, Liu Nanxing's green hair stood upright, and strange lines appeared on her body, gathering at the center of her eyebrows, like a rune like an eye pupil.

His aura also continued to rise, and he was no longer an ordinary person.

"Master, this kid has been blessed."

Ha Shiqi walked over, with a look of unfulfilled satisfaction on his face.

In the distance, the third princess was lying on the ground like a dead dog, breathing heavily, as if she couldn't move at all.

"The remaining shadow of the Liu family has been acquired by him. He is the last bloodline and the strongest bloodline."

Zhou Dao saw it clearly. When he observed Liu Nanxing, he discovered that the latter's bloodline was completely activated, and the potential contained in this purity would surpass any generation of the Liu family.

"The Liu family is indeed amazing." Zhou Dao sighed.

Such a wealthy family, with a history of three thousand years, should be well aware of the truth that flowers never last a hundred days.

With such a large body, it is impossible to protect oneself wisely. The decline is doomed, but it will not be at noon.

Perhaps, their ancestors had already thought of it since the day the Liu family was founded.

These mountains, rivers and waterfalls are the hope and seeds left for later.

Disciples of all generations have practiced here, and the brand left behind is the greatest wealth of the Liu family. Only someone can awaken the strongest bloodline with the help of this brand.

Rumble…

Liu Nanxing's level continues to rise.

Once the refining state changes, the meridians will be opened and the Qi will be subdued.

Three transformations of the refining realm, copper skin and iron bones.

Six changes in the refining realm, thoughts form soldiers.

Nine changes in the refining realm, gathering spirits from all the apertures.

…

After breaking through to the Nine Transformations, Liu Nanxing's improvement did not stop. His spine was like a dragon raising its head, and his strength penetrated the nine major acupoints along the twelve tendons before gradually dormant.

"The refining realm is complete." Zhou Dao whispered.

In order to reach this state, he sacrificed countless monsters and spent a lot of time and money.

Now Liu Nanxing is doing well, and with the blessing of his ancestors, he has achieved success immediately.

"This kid is really lucky." Ga Shiqi stuck out his tongue.

Although the Nine Transformations of Refining Realm are insignificant to masters of their level, not even a hair can be counted.

But what really concerned Zhou Dao about Liu Nanxing was the awakened bloodline of the Liu family, which carried the essence of the ancestors of past generations.

This is a kind of transformation and rebirth after a disaster.

"God really left a glimmer of hope for the Liu family." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

In terms of talent alone, today's Liu Nanxing is not inferior to those princes and descendants of the princes, or even stronger.

"Master, he is able to achieve this fate all because of you. It depends on how he repays this karma in the future."

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

With his current strength and identity, ordinary help is useless to him, and Liu Nanxing is just a monster created unintentionally.

Zhou Dao never thought about what surprises this man who could only make a living by begging would bring him in the distant future.

After a while, Liu Nanxing woke up from the transformation.

He felt the power he suddenly gained, and his expression was a little dazed, as if he was in another world.

"Brother Zhou, I..."

"Get used to it slowly." Zhou Dao patted him on the shoulder.

For ordinary people to gain such huge power, it naturally requires an adaptation process, especially for Liu Nanxing.

The latter nodded and said nothing more.

"Seventh Princess, our cooperation is still valid, let's go."

Zhou Dao turned around and looked at Yubuqi calmly.

A wry smile appeared on Rubuqi's pale face. At this moment, it was too late for her to regret it. She had no choice in provoking such an evil star.

Thinking of this, she looked at the third sister next to her who looked like a dead dog, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's go." Rubuqi said helplessly.

The crowd traveled all the way, avoiding many passes and dangers, and finally arrived at a majestic hall.

Even though it remains abandoned, one can still get a glimpse of the former glory of this palace, and its solemn and sacred atmosphere cannot be concealed.

"This is the upper palace, and it is also the last barrier leading to the treasury of the ancestral land." Lubuqi whispered.

Back then, this palace was specially built by the Liu family when they were staying for Emperor Qin.

It is a great honor for the emperor to live in the residence of his ministers.

Therefore, the Shangyu Palace is extremely special in the ancestral land of the Liu family, and no one is allowed to set foot there on weekdays.

"Let's go in."

Zhou Dao takes a step forward without hesitating for a moment.

Rumble…

At this moment, the palace door slowly opened, making a deafening sound.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw two figures standing in front of the imperial palace, waiting for him with smiles.

Su Jingmo was under the command of Chief Bei, and Zhou Dao did not know him.

But the person next to him was too familiar to him. With just one glance, Zhou Dao's face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Wu Xuanxin, you are really lucky."

"Zhou Dao, we meet again." Wu Xuanxin sneered: "You are so courageous. You can be found everywhere, and you even want to get your hands on the Liu family's treasure house."

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable." Zhou Dao said coldly.

"Am I uncomfortable?" A cruel look appeared on Wu Xuanxin's face: "Do you really think you are invincible among your peers!?"

"Today I'm going to let you know what it means to overestimate one's capabilities."

As he spoke, Wu Xuanxin formed a seal with his hands, suddenly touched his palms, and shouted loudly: "Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior!?"

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