Chapter 734 The Strongest Demon Sealing Master! Demonic Pillar's Will

Black coffin!

Zhou Dao's thoughts suddenly arose, and his eyes were as bright as thunder on a winter night.

That day, during the battle in the Lost Cemetery, he killed the evil lord, fought against the God of Chu, and fought for the inheritance of King Yuan. In the end, what he obtained by sacrificing the ancestor was a black coffin.

Just a small black coffin.

After years of research, Zhou Dao has still been unable to grasp the mystery of this small black coffin. He only vaguely knows that it has some connection with the real black coffin suppressed by Chiling Palace.

Back then, King Zhou Xuan of the Yuan Dynasty was surrounded and killed by masters from all sides. After his death, the mysterious black coffin appeared out of thin air and swallowed the body.

Chiling Palace has been studying it for more than 20 years, but has not been able to open the black coffin.

Zhou Dao vaguely guessed that the small black coffin in his hand might be a key.

"Under the spiritual mountains of the nine Taoist sects, there are black coffins each!?"

Zhou Dao's curiosity became more and more overflowing, and it turned out that there was more than one black coffin.

"What on earth is that thing?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

The Ninth Prince shook his head. Such a secret involves ancient and modern times, and has a huge relationship with the nine sects of the Taoist sect. How could he know about it.

Over the years, he had studied royal classics, visited ruins all over the world, and even made friends with hidden experts, before he obtained this information.

Back then, God Mazu, with his position as the "Lord of All Demons", had insight into the existence of the nine black coffins and learned the secrets within them.

"The ancestor of the Ma family built a large tomb at the [Fengchan Terrace] in his later years, but it has been left empty and unused." The Ninth Prince said suddenly.

"The Fengchan Terrace!? It was the place where the emperor used to worship heaven..." Wang Xiaoyi blurted out.

The major events in ancient times were sacrifice and military service.

It's weird to build a large tomb in a place where people worship heaven.

The most important thing is that this tomb has been unused.

"Thousands of years after the founding of the Qin Dynasty, Emperor Wu ascended the throne and suddenly launched a war. He killed three hundred thousand soldiers and killed Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang. At that time, the world was shaken, and all the sects in the ten directions bowed their hands to the east and bowed. .”

"It was at that time that the tomb that had been silent for thousands of years was finally opened."

Having said this, the Ninth Prince glanced at everyone and lowered his voice.

"Three black coffins were invited to the Fengchan Tomb!"

The lingering sound is like a cold wind hunting, sweeping through everyone.

"Changsheng, Taiyi, Panhuang..."

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed, as if he felt something.

"The reason why Emperor Wu killed the Dao and destroyed the law was because of those three black coffins!?"

Wang Xiaoyi and Wang Xuanzhi met each other, and they seemed to be gradually getting closer to the truth of history.

"How could Emperor Wu tolerate the incense of Taoist sects all over the world with his great talent and strategy, and his faith as high as the sky, surpassing the imperial power? Perhaps this is one of the reasons..." Zhou Dao said softly.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the Ninth Prince.

"That day Longhu Mountain was destroyed..."

"You guessed it right!" The Ninth Prince nodded: "A black coffin was transported into the capital that night. Soon after, it was brought into the tomb under the auspices of Demonic Pillar."

Everyone was silent, and the calculation that spanned three thousand years was for the secrets buried in the nine sects of the Taoist sect.

During the Taizu era, Mazu built a large tomb on the Fengchan Terrace in his later years and left it unused.

In the era of Emperor Wu, Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang were killed one after another, and three black coffins were placed in the tomb.

Nowadays, the Qin Emperor has a great talent and strategy, and has successively destroyed [Dragon Tiger Mountain] and [Tianshi Dao], so to speak...

"The black coffin from Tianshi Dao has been delivered to the capital."

The Ninth Prince lowered his eyes, and his words confirmed everyone's suspicions.

"But now there is a big trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Zhou Dao asked.

"If the demon pillar is dead, the tomb cannot be opened." The Ninth Prince said solemnly.

"What's the meaning?"

"Only the head of the Ma family can open the Fengchan Tomb. Now that the demon pillar has fallen and the Ma family is leaderless, no one can preside over the ceremony to open the tomb and invite the black coffin to enter the tomb."

The Ninth Prince said in a deep voice: "That thing is too hot to touch. It involves the great secrets of ancient and modern Taoism. If you stay outside, you will definitely suffer a disaster."

Even the nine Taoist sects used their respective mountain gates as locks to suppress the black coffin under the Lingshan Mountains.

If this thing was so easy to suppress, Mazu would not have had to spend so much effort building a large tomb on the Fengchan platform in his later years.

"This ancestor of the Ma family is really thoughtful and far-sighted." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

This is simply a life-saving charm left for future generations.

After all, there is no eternal prosperity and glory in this world, especially with the emperor, the emperor's thoughts are unfathomable. With this life-saving talisman, at least the future generations can be guaranteed to be rich and worry-free.

Like the Demonic Pillar, he is not only one of the nine divine pillars, but also the King of Fortune in this world.

Life and death are glorious and mournful, and they enjoy a state funeral, showing the utmost honor and favor of the emperor.

"The fall of the demon pillar has such a huge impact." Zhou Dao said in a deep voice.

Now he finally understood why the Ninth Prince looked so solemn along the way.

If the head of the Ma family has not left for a day, the black coffin will not be allowed to enter the Fengchan Tomb.

Emperor Qin has issued an edict, allowing the Ma family to select a new head within five days to succeed King Fu and inherit the mantle of Demon Pillar.

"Five days, is it so urgent?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but say.

"If possible, I'm afraid my father hopes that the Ma family will decide the successor of Demon Pillar immediately." The Ninth Prince couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The throne of King Fu is no small matter, and five days does seem a bit hasty.

Fortunately, the Ma family has been inherited for many years and has a free system to select the most suitable candidates, so it can live up to the emperor's orders.

"I'm afraid the capital will not be peaceful in the next five days, and you know that." The Ninth Prince warned solemnly.

King Fu is the first of the seven kings.

The Ma family is a family that seals demons.

For such an important force, the ability to compete behind the scenes is not essential.

"I will restrain them." Zhou Dao vowed and made a promise.

"I mean, you must restrain yourself!"

The Ninth Prince curled his lips. He was not worried about the others.

"..."

"Don't worry, we will restrain him."

Wang Xiaoyi and Wang Xuanzhi said in unison.

In the days that followed, Zhou Dao stayed behind closed doors and stayed in the Monster Control Division.

The fall of the Demon Pillar was a big event, and many masters from the Demon Control Division rushed back from outside, such as Lei Zhu disciples Yang Zhen and Mei Hualu, Flame Pillar disciple Sang Ziluo, Eater Pillar disciple Rong Tao and others.

These are Zhou Dao's acquaintances. He made friends with them one by one when he first entered the capital, and they were considered good friends.

Nowadays, these juniors have also grown into masters. Although they have not entered the Taoist realm, they are not far behind.

The demon pillar has fallen, and they should come back to see him off.

Therefore, these days, the Yuanwang Palace is very lively, with many people visiting.

"Senior sister, the master knows so many masters."

Wang Ling followed Lin Xiaoxiao, admiring his master's energy even more.

Except for close friends, strong people below the Tao realm are not qualified to enter the Yuanwang Palace.

At this moment, Wang Ling knew what it meant to have no poor or weak friends in front of a noble family.

"Of course, our master is the current King Yuan, a prince conferred by the imperial court, and a disciple of Jianzhu..."

Lin Xiaoxiao looked proud and said a series of titles.

To be honest, when he followed Zhou Dao back to the capital, his unseen appearance was not inferior to Wang Ling's.

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On this day, the Demon Control Division held a public sacrifice.

In front of the Immortal Goose Hall, the spiritual platform stands high, with rows of demon pillars erected, gilded dragons and phoenixes on the sides, nine pure incense burning high, and the music of ghosts resounding to the Demon Control Division.

"Old Ma, have you seen the demon pillar's coffin?"

Among the crowd, Zhou Dao asked.

In just a few days, Ma Yinglong lost a lot of weight. As a strong man in the Tao realm, he was so haggard. It can be seen that Yaozhu's death had a great impact on him and could be said to be a drain on his mind.

After all, since entering the capital, Ma Yinglong has often followed Yao Zhu, and he can be regarded as a teacher and a father.

"Not yet." Ma Yinglong shook his head.

Due to the grace of the imperial court, Yao Zhu's coffin will be kept in the [Taihe Palace] for seven days, and then it will be invited back to the Ma family and buried according to the royal standards.

"In two days, I will go back to Ma's house to worship." Ma Yinglong took a deep breath.

He has a deep quarrel with his family, and this time he returns to the clan for the Demon Pillar.

"I'll go with you then." Zhou Dao whispered.

As the younger generation of Demonic Pillar, he should also come to worship.

"Seal the demon Ma family and come to pay homage!"

At this moment, a burst of singing sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Someone from the Ma family is here.

Outside the bronze beast-cast door, a group of people walked in. There were palace servants on both sides leading the way, full of grandeur.

"The posture of the royal palace!"

Everyone was whispering, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on the young man leading the group.

The young man had a calm temperament, like a Confucian scholar, but there was a hint of publicity hidden between his brows. He was wearing a broad robe with a silver python embroidered on it.

"Who is he!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could clearly sense that the moment this young man appeared, Ma Yinglong, who had already entered the Taoist realm, could not help but feel his emotions rise and fall. It seemed that the presence of the visitor had greatly touched him.

"Ma Zongkui!" Ma Yinglong quickly calmed down, but his eyes never moved away from this young man.

In the Ma family, clan and title are completely separated.

The young man in front of him is the son of the head of the Ma family. He is wearing a python robe and has a distinguished status.

"He is Ma Zongkui!? Rumor has it that this man is extremely talented and has awakened the Ma family's ancestral blood. He is known as the most evil descendant in thousands of years."

"I've heard for a long time that the Ma family's generation of demon-sealing masters outshines their predecessors and is known as the strongest demon-sealing master."

"Unexpectedly, he is so young. I heard that he has already entered the Taoist realm."

For a moment, whispers began.

This Ma Zongkui is also considered a famous figure in the capital.

Among the younger generation of the Ma family, he was the first to enter the Taoist realm. There were even rumors that he had already mastered the magic weapon of his own life. He was so powerful that the demon pillar once placed high hopes on him.

"The strongest demon-sealing master!?" Zhou Dao chewed on this title.

Ma Zongkui stepped forward, and when passing by Ma Yinglong, he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Send incense!"

Loud singing echoed in front of the Fairy Goose Hall.

Two palace men took incense and lit it.

Ma Zongkui took it and worshiped the demon pillar tablet.

"This guy has a big reputation." Wang Xiaoyi said a little unhappy.

To worship a person like Demonic Pillar, he is actually served by palace servants, which really shows the magnificence of the royal palace.

"The strongest demon-sealing master, you must be bragging."

"I'm not bragging."

Ma Yinglong shook his head, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes.

"His talent is indeed terrifying. Some people say that the demon-sealing bloodline of the ancestor of the Ma family has completely awakened in him." Ma Yinglong said in a deep voice.

After all, he and Ma Zongkui were born on the same day, but their fates were completely different.

When Ma Zongkui was born, there was a vision. Divine light was like a seal, covering the sky, auspicious clouds gathered from ten directions, and red clouds spread all over the palace.

Even the many monsters in the [Monster Prison] all worshiped in the same direction.

"This... this horse riding was probably paid to hire someone to make it up." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but said.

"Absolutely not." Ma Yinglong shook his head.

When he was a child, he was placed next to Ma Zongkui, but whenever he was close, he would tremble inexplicably and then cry.

The elders in the clan said that Ma Zongkui was destined to be a king, a blessing from heaven, and ordinary juniors could not get close to him.

If Zhou Dao makes any move, if we use the words of his previous life, the other juniors of the Ma family will all be like scum in front of Ma Zongkui.

It is precisely because of this experience that Ma Yinglong left a profound impact.

Ma Zongkui, this man seems to be born to dominate other clan disciples.

"It is said that when he was six years old, his blood could restrain the great demon." Ma Yinglong said solemnly.

The reason why the Ma family is able to become the first demon-sealing family in the world is because their blood is naturally unique and can control monsters.

At the beginning, Ma Yinglong left the family precisely because he had no talent.

At only six years old, his blood can actually restrain the great demon. Such a talent is rare even in the history of the Ma family.

This is a god-given monster, enough to carry the banner of the Ma family and inherit the mantle of the monster pillar.

Nowadays, there are rumors in the outside world that Ma Zongkui has been recognized by the clan ancestral hall and will inherit the title of King Fu in the near future. Now he is regarded as the heir apparent.

In fact, such rumors are not groundless.

Some people say that the palace has already tacitly agreed that Ma Zongkui is the perfect candidate, and they will only wait for the Demonic Pillar to be buried before choosing a day to announce it.

"He is the new King of Fortune!?"

Zhou Daoruo felt something and looked up.

After Ma Zongkui finished offering incense, he was about to leave. When he reached Ma Yinglong, he suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled.

"Yinglong, when did you come back?"

"In a few days." Ma Yinglong whispered softly.

"Go back when you have time. I heard that now that you have entered the Tao realm, you are considered a talent for the clan. You can forget about the past."

Ma Zongkui patted Ma Yinglong on the shoulder, as if a reward.

"If you behave well, I will naturally entrust you with important tasks."

"I did a pretty good job in the Demon Control Department." Ma Yinglong said calmly.

"Monster Control Division!?"

Ma Zongkui looked back at the Yaozhu tablet, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

This smile seemed to say nothing, but seemed to say everything.

"I hope you can make a wise choice. When I succeed to the throne in the future, the door of the Ma family will be open to you at any time."

Ma Zongkui showed the magnanimity of a superior man. As the future King of Fortune, he naturally had to be tolerant, let alone a Taoist master like Ma Yinglong.

"Oh shit."

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi was extremely unhappy when he saw his gesture.

Ma Zongkui slowly withdrew his gaze and was about to leave.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment."

At this moment, a heavy sound came from the Fairy Goose Palace.

"Lord General Si!?" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly and he turned around to look.

"Since someone from the Ma family is here, I have one thing to explain clearly."

"May I ask Mr. Souji what's going on!?"

Ma Zongkui lowered his posture, raised his hands and asked.

In front of the head of the Demon Control Department, he did not dare to continue to put on airs.

"Before Yao Zhu died, he had a will that he asked me to deliver to Prince Fu's Mansion." Lu Xianyou said calmly.

Here, he mentioned Prince Fu's Mansion, but not the Ma Family.

"Please give me a clear explanation, Mr. Director-General."

"Easy to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light flew out, shocking the sky, and mysterious thoughts filled the void, like thousands of demons roaring in unison.

I saw the stream of light falling in the air and turning into a decree. There was a demon pillar mark in the corner with only eight big characters on it.

The one who inherits my mantle is Ma Yinglong!

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