Chapter 423: Hell of a Wasted Death, King Ceremony!
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"The Yin Division Ranch, the property of ghosts and gods, the judge swallows ghosts..."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly and he calmed down.
He is most interested in information secrets such as Daoguo and Tianhai Realm.
"According to ancient legend, there is a sky beyond the sky. In a place unknown to ordinary people, there is a perfect sky, where the legendary immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons live...
There are countless names for it, including the Buddha Realm, the Heaven Realm, the Demon Realm, the Netherworld Realm, and so on..."
Seeing Yang Yu's interest, Yuan Ying felt convinced, sat on the floor and told him what she knew.
"Everything starts from the 'Illusion of Immortals and Demons' that appeared in Liuji Mountain before Jiazi. There are so many things in that ruin that are suspected to be preserved from ancient times..."
As he said that, Yuan Ying turned to transmitting sounds into the secret, even though there was no one around.
The fantasy world of immortals and demons in Liuji Mountain...
Yang Yu's mind was spinning with thoughts, and he listened quietly to the monk's words.
During the conversation, the monk revealed his background as a nobleman, and he knew all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, legends and historical records at his fingertips.
From his words, Yang Yu also figured out what the so-called Yinsi Ranch was.
According to the discovery from Liuji Mountain, in the fantasy world of immortals and demons known as the "Hell of In vain", the Three Kingdoms, including the Ming Dynasty, obtained a large amount of precious information.
This is a huge harvest that has never been seen in history.
Among them, it includes the subdivision of the five types of Dao Fruit, as well as the names of a large number of rank diagrams, as well as the Yins Ranch.
According to legend, in the extremely distant past, when immortals and demons ruled the world in ancient times, there was no real country in this world.
All humans are ruled by temples.
There are a large number of temples to protect all living beings, just like the imperial court today, and Longyuan Dao belonged to the underworld in ancient times.
"It is said that there is a heavenly monument in the underworld, with the ranks and duties of many ghosts and gods engraved on it. Unfortunately, very few people can decipher those kinds of words..."
Yuan Ying felt a little regretful:
"What I know is definitely much simpler than the imperial court. However, because of the relationship between the second brother, the judge still knows a little bit about it."
"On top of the sky monument, the judge has a very high position. He can control ghosts and gods, and even devour other ghosts and gods to strengthen himself..."
At the last sentence, he stared at Yang Prison with a sad expression:
"The poor monk has no talent and no power. He knows that his second brother has done this rebellious thing, but there is nothing he can do..."
"Isn't it true that there is nothing you can do?"
Yang Prison looked at him deeply.
Zhang Lingfeng suddenly became angry and even took his anger out on someone like himself, who had nothing to do with him. How could he let this third young master go?
If he can recite sutras and worship Buddha here safely, it may not mean that he has no means of self-protection.
"Amitabha."
Yuan Ying puts her palms together:
"I am a monk and have no family. I am doing this just to comfort myself. The Zhang family's affairs have nothing to do with me after all..."
"Ha~"
Yang Yu didn't ask any more questions, handed over his hands, turned around and left, looking for the goshawk in the forest.
He had no way of telling whether what the monk said was true or false, but at least the judge's point must be somewhat true.
Is the judge considered the master of the underworld?
What came to Yang Yu's mind was another thought.
Judge, is this considered a ghost?!
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The Three Great Masters of Long Yuan, the generals stationed in Yunzhou and martial arts masters, were defeated outside Long Yuan City!
This news caused a sensation in the entire Longyuan City in a very short period of time.
Yu Lingxian heard the news the first time he came to Longyuan City. The streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants were all talking about the grand occasion of that battle.
"That day, the Longyuan River lifted up the city wall as high as the city wall. The sound of thunder resounded throughout the city, and huge waves crashed. I don't know how many cargo ships were affected!"
"The battle of the Grand Master! I never thought that I, Old Liu, would be able to witness the Battle of the Grand Master with my own eyes! That was Lin Qitian!
Among the three heroes at the border, the fierce man who is the oldest and the first to be promoted to the Grand Master, who would have thought..."
"Yes, who would have thought that our prince, no, the young prince is not only proficient in Taoist arts, but also has practiced martial arts to the level of a great master?"
"It is said that on that day, on the Longyuan River, in full view of everyone, the young prince destroyed Lin Qitian's famous Meteor-Destroying Arrow for many years!"
…
There is no need to inquire, or even to listen deliberately, all kinds of comments will come into your ears.
"Pity Lin Qitian's great reputation..."
Hearing the sighs of passers-by, Yu Lingxian was shocked.
Lin Qitian became famous very early, before Fang Zhenghao and Wei Zhengxian. It is said that his talent surpassed that of Long Yuan.
Equipped with a supreme power and a meteor-killing arrow in one hand, he is invincible in both long-range and close combat. He has once been able to compete with the two great masters of Da Li on his own.
How could such a person be defeated by the prince who was industrious and said to have no martial arts talent...
She felt frightened and couldn't help but quicken her pace. After a while, she arrived at a remote tea shop.
There was no one in the tea shop, except for the shopkeeper and the waiters, there was only one table of guests.
Under the cloak and tulle, Lin Surong looked at her:
"I heard that Elder Yan Xi is dead?"
"yes."
Yu Lingxian is bitter.
She didn't see it with her own eyes, but she later saw Yan Xi's miserable death.
"Were you really beaten to death?"
Mr. Lin, who came out with a jar of good wine, looked strange and looked at Yu Lingxian suspiciously:
"First the Qingzhou branch, then the two of us, and then Elder Yan. Whoever you are next to will be unlucky. Did you get the Broom Star Dao Fruit quietly?"
"..."
Yu Lingxian was too lazy to argue with her and asked about what happened in the city:
"Lin Qitian, is he really defeated?"
"Failed!"
Speaking of this matter, the expressions of both Lin and Jun also changed.
"That Zhang Lingfeng is a character..."
Lin Surong looked solemn:
"That day, Lin Qitian came alone, and the two exchanged blows after talking in the Longyuan River. At first, Lin Qitian had the absolute upper hand and almost killed him..."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Lin Jun was a little impatient:
"Zhang Lingfeng was very thoughtful, and he used some unknown means to build no less than twelve altars in the Longyuan River.
Lin Qitian is too trusting..."
"Taoism?"
Yu Lingxian was slightly relieved.
Taoism is more obscure and difficult to cultivate than martial arts, and has greater limitations, but once it is displayed, its power can be astonishing.
Taoist skills of the same level are even more powerful than magical skills.
Of course, most of the time, Taoist masters will be beheaded by martial arts masters if they fail to activate their Taoist skills.
"It's not just Taoism, I'm afraid it also has magical powers."
Lin Surong glared at Lin Jun and lowered his voice:
"That day, when the two of them were fighting, the 'Jue Wen Pearl' moved strangely and captured the aura of magical power."
As she spoke, she revealed a string of crystal beads on her wrist, which was a magic weapon used by Lian Sheng Cult to capture the fruits of divine passages.
Seeing this thing, Yu Lingxian and the other two were a little envious.
Not only can it sense supernatural powers and the breath of Taoist fruits, but it can also transmit information between the same two strings of hearing beads.
In teaching, it’s not much.
"Martial arts, Taoism, magical powers..."
Lin Jun was a little speechless.
Any one of these three who can practice to the level of a great master is terrifying, let alone all three?
"Having said that, I always feel that it's not that simple..."
Yu Lingxian was still a little doubtful.
She had a brief contact with Lin Qitian. Although she could not tell how high his martial arts was, she could tell from the way he acted that he was very cautious.
I'm just afraid that there is something hidden in this defeat.
"Yes or no, we have no way of proving it."
Lin Jun poured a glass of wine by himself, feeling a little bored:
"I'm only concerned about how the teaching is arranged. If we wait a few days, the monk I'm eyeing may return to Lanke Temple."
"Sister Lin, at this time, do you still want to hide it?"
Yu Lingxian looked at Lin Surong.
The latter shrugged, but could only spread his hands to express his helplessness:
"The teachings of the religion have always been mysterious, so what can I do? I can only..."
Before she could finish her words, she seemed to have sensed something and swayed into the inner room.
Yu Lingxian and Yu Lingxian looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
As soon as I entered the inner room, I saw the feeling beads floating in the air, and strands of white light overflowed out, forming a line of large characters in a leisurely manner.
"Thoroughly investigate the masters in Qingzhou, and if you discover earth-shaking magical powers, report them to the main forum immediately!"
"Earth-shaking magical power?"
The white light dissipated, and the three people in the room looked at each other.
As a contemporary saint, although there are too many old immortals in the religion and it is difficult to hold power, there is no shortage of all kinds of information.
Earth-shaking magical power would be unfamiliar to ordinary warriors and even some new forces, but they knew what it was.
only……
"I heard that neither 'Qing Tian' nor 'Shaking Earth' can be divided into divine species. The sect asked us to search for it. Could it be that that person is dead?!"
Lin Jun murmured to himself.
Without waiting for anyone else to answer, he shook his head and rejected his own idea.
"It's impossible. Apart from my mother, who else can match that person's martial arts, but my mother..."
To the Ming Dynasty, that person was like a white jade pillar holding up the sky and a purple golden beam bridging the sea. If he died, it would be a big event that would shock the world!
"Is this matter bigger than the uprising?"
Lin Surong also felt a thump in his heart.
She originally thought that the sect asked them to gather experts to gather in Longyuan to cause trouble, but now it seems that this is not the case.
After all, with the power of Long Yuandao, at least three great elder-level figures are needed in the sect to be able to subvert it?
when!
when!
when!
Inside the house, the three people were having different thoughts, and while they were thinking about it, they suddenly heard the deep and deep sound of bells coming from outside.
This is?
The three of them had something in their minds and hurried out of the tea shop. They heard the bells ringing continuously and crowds of people surging inside and outside the long street. The outside of this remote tea shop was crowded with people.
It seems like everyone in the city has gone out!
"Could it be?"
Yu Lingxian's breath stopped for a moment, then he jumped up to the tea shop. With a quick glance, he saw the bronze bell hanging high on the tower.
And, further away on the long street, five musical instruments were playing in unison, and various flags were flying.
On the luxurious chariot, Zhang Lingfeng, dressed in luxurious clothes and wearing a crown, headed towards the west gate surrounded by mighty soldiers and crowds.
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