Chapter 663: Jedi Heavenly Power! Who Is Li Xuan?

"Control demons and suppress demons!?"

Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved when he heard this.

He knew that what Qi Zhu was talking about was the founder of the Demon Control Division and the Demon Suppression Division.

The first chief minister of the Monster Control Department was named Chen Gang.

The first general director of the Demon Suppression Division was named Li Sha.

It is said that Taizu met these two people when he was young.

Back then, when Zhou Dao visited the genius training camp, the three kings temple he saw were the stone statues of Taizu, Yu Yu and Suppressing Demons.

However, perhaps because of the passage of time, the stone statue that suppressed the demon has long been destroyed.

According to legend, the first director of the Demon Control Department was blind when he was young and made a living by selling mats and weaving shoes.

That year, Taizu was in a state of poverty, but he couldn't bear to see the blind boy exposed to the wind and the sun, worrying about his livelihood, so he left his straw mat unknown to the gods, and the ghosts walked around without saying a word, hiding his fame.

The two got to know each other, and their great destiny changed from then on.

This is the origin of the Demon Control Division.

But about suppressing demons, the world knows very little.

Even Zhou Dao didn't know why the Patriarch of the Suppressing Demon Division left the country and betrayed the imperial court after Taizu settled the country.

"Three thousand years ago, the world was shocked in that battle. The leader of the Seven Kills Sect died and his life was established, establishing his unparalleled reputation for controlling and suppressing demons..."

Qi Zhu talks eloquently, and Fengchen's past is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding and narrating.

"The rivers grow old, and the new moon rises in the east... The heroes of the old era will surely come to an end, and new legends will be born..."

"The years are long, why do we see the ancients today, but we see the new ones in the next year."

The air pillar is like standing in the long river of history. Looking back, one can't help but sigh.

The Nine Divine Pillars, high in the sky, with big stars in the sky, illuminated an era and inspired many who came after.

For many monks, they are legends, myths, and insurmountable peaks.

But Qi Zhu knew that time was ruthless and the country was changing. One day, a new era would come and replace them.

Just like back then, they replaced the older generation of legends.

"Senior, you are in your prime, why do you express such emotion?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but said.

"The peak of prosperity?" Qi Zhu chuckled: "The so-called peak of prosperity is a sign of decline..."

As he spoke, Qi Zhu looked at Zhou Dao with a soft look.

"When you entered the capital, you were still a kid in the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm, but now you have become the world-famous Prince Yuan, and you have reached the Taoist Realm."

"Watching you grow step by step, I know that a new era may have arrived."

"senior……"

"I remember my teacher once told me that if there are successors who come after me, I should clear the way for them."

There was a trace of reminiscence in Qi Zhu's eyes, which seemed to be nostalgia and self-mockery.

Back then, he followed the steps of his predecessors and got to where he is today step by step, achieving the prestige of Qi Pillar.

Time is ruthless, and it's time for him to clear the way for future generations.

"The fire is passed down, and life is endless. Only in this way, my fortune will be prosperous." Qi Zhu sighed with emotion, and then smiled.

"Seeing the past and remembering the present is too far-fetched."

"The Demon Control Division... is really good."

Zhou Dao stood beside him, just smiling, but there was a soft sound in his heart.

"What did you just say? By the way, the Seven Kills Sect... After Taizu established the country, the Seven Kills Sect disappeared. Like the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it seemed to have been wiped out from this world."

"Until Emperor Qin Wu was born."

"Two thousand years ago!?" Zhou Dao lost his voice.

Qi Zhu nodded: "In the long years, whenever there is any change in the world, there must be some figures from the Seven Kills Sect."

"Two thousand years ago, Emperor Wu destroyed three sects, and the Tao King was born...The Seven Killing Sect emerged again..."

"This time, they loaned me a knife."

"A knife!?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

"Yes, it is rumored that when the Seven Kills Sect was founded, there were seven extremely weird knives in the sect, and the Seven Kills Sect came from this."

"What the Seven Kills Sect lent to Emperor Wu was the Immortal Killing Sword among the seven swords."

"Immortal-killing knife!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but move slightly when he heard this name.

At this moment, the Earth King Corpse Tuo in his body was beating violently, giving birth to strange phenomena.

Qi Zhu turned his head, took a deep look at Zhou Dao, then withdrew his gaze and continued talking.

"Immortal-killing sword... It is said that this sword has a very deep connection with the Taoist sect. It can kill the Taoist sect's luck and kill a sect to wither." Qi Zhu said in a deep voice.

"Emperor Wu got this Immortal-Slaying Sword, and like a tiger with added wings, he destroyed the Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang sects one after another."

"It stands to reason that the Great Qin royal family and the Seven Kills clan have a deep feud, so how can they borrow swords?" Zhou Dao was puzzled.

"The thinking of the Seven Kills Sect is almost like that of a demon. In their eyes, the final fate of all living beings in the world is the same, they will all be killed, including themselves... Therefore, grudges and grudges are just a matter of moments. As long as you pay the price, you can get rewards. .”

"A bunch of perverts." Zhou Dao secretly cursed.

"Back then, when your father was practicing the Mayfly Sword Art, he also found the Seven Kills Sect and borrowed swords from them." Qi Zhu continued.

"What he borrowed was the Killing Sword."

"Ephemeral Sword Technique, Moment Demon God, only by cutting off the cause and effect and breaking the fetters can we understand the highest level of mysteries and master the sword technique that will last forever." Qi Zhu sighed.

Although Zhou Dao has now mastered the Mayfly Sword Technique, compared with Zhou Xuan, he is still a little behind, because Zhou Xuan used a borrowed sword to practice swordsmanship.

"What price did my father pay back then?" Zhou Dao asked curiously.

Qi Zhu's expression froze, and he immediately shook his head.

"He seems...seems...not to have paid a price."

"Huh? How could it be?" Zhou Dao was startled.

"Your dad... knows a friend who happens to be a master of the Seven Kills Sect."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Zhou Dao had to sigh with emotion, but his cheap dad's ability to make friends all over the world was unique, and he had blossomed everywhere and made friends all over the world.

"Senior, you said that you can help me conquer Liyang Taoist's incense, do you also need to rely on the sword of the Seven Kills Sect?"

"Not bad." Qi Zhu nodded.

"The Seven Kills Sect has a sword called Jue Tian Dao."

"Jedi Tiantong... It is said that this sword can cut off the connection between the human world and heaven." Qi Zhu whispered.

The so-called power of incense is the channel to communicate with the gods.

But the Jue Tian Sword can cut off this passage.

As a result, the incense accumulated by Liyang Taoist for two thousand years became ownerless and naturally belonged to Zhou Dao.

"Wonderful." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up. Once he got the incense, he could train his body.

"Senior, do we also want to borrow a knife from the Seven Kills Sect? Or we can ask my father's friend."

Since it is relevant, of course it must be used to get through the back door.

"..."

Qi Zhu fell silent.

"You'd better...it's better not to see that person."

"Why?" Zhou Dao was startled: "Aren't you friends?"

"What I mean is...that fatal knife is not within the Seven Kills Sect."

"Not here?"

The Seven Kills Sect has a long tradition. After many calamities, only two or three of the seven ancestral evil knives are left.

As for this fatal sword, it had been lost as early as when Taizu established the country.

"Senior, have you been searching for traces of the Jueming Knife these days?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

"I have been looking for this knife many years ago..."

Qi Zhu whispered, and he raised his right hand slightly, carelessly stroking the jade ring on the tail finger of his left hand.

"I once encountered this evil sword when I was young. Now that the time has changed and the weather has changed, it's time for it to be born."

Qi Zhu looked at Zhou Dao and said calmly: "You make arrangements, and we will set off to get this Jue Tian Sword the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhou Dao couldn't wait.

He stayed for a moment, then stood up to say goodbye and left Wangqi Palace.

"This kid called Qi Zhu is simply crazy."

As soon as he left the palace gate, the voice of Earth King Shituo suddenly sounded.

"Why are you crazy?"

"Not everyone can get their hands on the seven-blade sword of the Seven Kills Sect. If you want to take it as your own, you will be in trouble." Earth King Shituo warned.

"Don't be alarmist."

"Since ancient times, except for the Seven Kills Sect, anyone who has owned any of these knives will not end well."

Earth King Shituo said: "I'm afraid it won't be so smooth if you want to obtain this Heavenly Sword."

"Senior Qi Zhu and I are leading the way, so there shouldn't be any surprises."

Zhou Dao smiled. The dignified Nine Divine Pillar, the top master in the world, if there are any variables when going with him, it would be a joke.

With the way to obtain the power of incense figured out, Zhou Dao was in a good mood. He left the Demon Control Department and went straight to the street for a casual stroll.

After retrieving the Jue Tian Sword, cutting off the cause and effect of the incense, and cultivating the Dharmakaya outside the body, he would protect Xiao Shisan, enter the Taizu Pagoda, and hold the initiation ceremony.

Zhou Dao has always been quite curious about that spiritual pagoda.

The old corpse said that it was the cage where Taizu suppressed the demon god.

Discussing the origins, the origins of these demon gods are related to the Sunset Sect.

Back then, the founder of the Sunset Sect once chopped off the true body of Yuanzu. It was the most perfect body in the world, like an immortal or a god, unparalleled in the world.

It's a pity that it completely fell and fell into the world.

Later, the oldest bloodline among the demon clan was involved in the broken body, thus giving birth to an immortal demon god and creating a splendid demon clan civilization.

Later, a Taoist priest walked out of the great swamp in the west and found the broken body. He used a special substance to decompose it into twelve parts and threw the body into various regions in the world to observe their changes.

As time passed, the flesh and blood of the twelve residual limbs were nourished by heaven and earth, and turned into twelve terrifying creatures.

This kind of creature is unprecedented and is born with great supernatural powers.

This is the devil.

The head that Zhou Dao saw at the Demon Sealing Ridge that day was the projection of one of the demon gods.

"The Demon God of Taizu's Spirit Pagoda...maybe we can use this to find traces of Yuanzu."

Zhou Dao had other thoughts in his mind.

…

As the sun set, Zhou Dao walked around for a long time, ate a bowl of salted tofu puffs, and a basket of steamed buns stuffed with red ginseng and abalone, before he was ready to go home.

"Master, long time no see."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from not far away and called Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw a young man standing in front of a fortune-telling stall at the corner of the street, raising his hand to attract his attention.

"Li Xuan!?"

Zhou Dao chewed on the name and instantly thought of this fortune teller.

"Master, come and sit here?" Li Xuan greeted warmly with a faint smile on his face.

Zhou Dao walked over and sat down.

Zhou Dao was a little concerned about this fortune teller. He knew that Jiang Yuan had gone to see this fortune teller several times in private behind his back.

Obviously, this fortune teller grasped Jiang Yuan's pain points and knew what this silly boy cared about.

"Master, are you going out?" Li Xuan glanced at him and said suddenly.

"Huh!?" Zhou Dao raised his eyelids slightly and couldn't help but asked: "How did you see it?"

"Although the official has no reputation, he can be seen in other places. I'm afraid he will go on a long journey."

"Fortune teller, you have some skills... I also know that you have some background... You might as well calculate the good or bad luck of my trip." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.

"No need to count."

"Big evil!"

"So sure?"

"My lord, please listen to my advice. If you leave the capital, you will surely die." Li Xuan said calmly.

"You mean I can't come back?" Zhou Dao chuckled.

"If the official can come back, you can smash my sign." Li Xuan raised his hand to signal.

"I won't smash your sign either. If I come back, tell me who you are."

"Okay, it's settled." Li Xuan pressed his palm lightly and supported the table.

Zhou Dao stood up, without even looking at him, and walked towards the distance with long strides, and finally disappeared in the crowded street.

…

It's late at night, on the outskirts of the capital.

Looking south to the foot of the mountain.

In a dilapidated Taoist temple, two pillars of incense are lingering and decorated with a red lamp.

On both sides of the temple, two silver-white foxes held lanterns and illuminated the door.

call……

At this moment, a gust of cold wind howled, and a thin man appeared in front of the temple.

"Mr. Han is back."

Two foxes held lanterns and bowed repeatedly.

Han Tang didn't even look at it and walked straight into the temple.

Above the altar, white gauze floated, swinging back and forth with the night wind, and the red lights flickered, reflecting the graceful figure behind it.

"Have you met anyone?"

"I saw it. It's true as the saint aunt said. The cub of the previous king Yuan has finally grown claws."

Thinking of the confrontation with Zhou Dao during the day, Han Tang couldn't help baring his teeth.

He really wanted to show his true identity and have a good fight with Zhou Daozhen.

"That brat named Zhang Tianci should be a descendant of my Seven Kills Sect." Han Tang said in a condensed voice.

The members of the Seven Killers are the chosen ones. They are born different from other people. They have murderous nature hidden in their bodies. If they are stimulated, they will explode, as if they have changed. The murderous intention suddenly arises, turning the world upside down, and achieving unimaginable things. Get strength.

Only the Seven Kills Sect can teach and guide them to control this power.

"It's a pity that King Yuan interfered. Otherwise, I would have brought him back to Christianity." Han Tang gritted his teeth.

Every wandering member of the Seven Kills Sect is a rare treasure.

"It doesn't matter, the most urgent thing to do now is to get back the fatal knife."

"Saint Aunt has the whereabouts of the Jue Tian Sword?" Han Tang was overjoyed when he heard this.

That is one of the seven holy swords of the Seven Kills Sect. If it is welcomed back, the Seven Kills Sect's luck will skyrocket!

"It's almost like... I'll go see the seeds he left after I get back the Jue Tian Sword."

Inside the white gauze tent, a hot-figured woman blew out the red light next to her with a wave of her hand. She dropped her beautiful hand and played with a small gourd around her waist. Under the moonlight, the gourd was clearly engraved with the words "Xuan Xuan". "Character! !

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