Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 187 Arrogant Xia Jiuyou
A grand auction came to an end.

For many people, this auction was truly an eye-opener. They saw a disabled divine medicine that sold for 410,000 kilograms of source, and they also saw a medicine king that sold for 250,000 kilograms of source.

The wealth and power of the ancient Zhongzhou dynasty was an eye-opener for everyone. There were few forces in this world that could cause the major holy land families in the Eastern Wilderness to suffer a setback.

Everyone who attended the auction was talking and discussing, and they seemed to feel that their horizons had been broadened and that they would have to work harder to accumulate resources in the future.

As for Fang Qing, his gains this time could only be described as mediocre. He obtained a note left by a powerful figure, a broken bell left by a half-step saint, and some rare treasures from heaven and earth.

The Emperor's Scripture that he wanted did not appear, and it was even more impossible for him to buy the Holy Weapon.

Of course, having said that, the gains are just average for Fang Qing. For others, if they can get these things, it would be a great gain.

For the Taoist Chilong, he gained something.

The broken bell left by the existence of a saint with half a foot stepped into it, under his comprehension and deduction, truly revealed many mysterious Dao patterns. Each of those Dao patterns seemed to be made of steel, emitting a cold and heavy breath.

The old Taoist Chilong deduced carefully and seriously, and finally taught Fang Qing a total of 583 Taoist patterns. These 583 Taoist patterns were connected together to form the shape of a bronze bell, which seemed to be able to seal everything.

"You are really lucky. I, the old Taoist priest, must be grateful to you. This bronze bell composed of 583 Dao patterns is a kind of sealing method. If you comprehend it carefully, you can seal everything. The stronger your spiritual will, the more terrifying the bronze bell sealing method you can use."

Taoist Chilong finally comprehended and understood everything. He taught all 583 Taoist patterns to Fang Qing and also had a thoughtful look on his face.

"This method of sealing... seems to be a peerless Taoist method?"

Fang Qing savored the 583 Dao patterns, with a hint of joy on his face.

He felt it was just average before, but now it smells quite good.

"After all, this is a method left behind by a sage who has one foot in the ancient world. If you savor it well, it will be of great benefit to your body and soul, and can also kill the enemy."

Taoist Chilong gave Fang Qing some instructions, his face full of smiles.

I didn't expect that at his age, he could actually gain a lot of insights from other people's methods, which greatly improved his cultivation.

This Taoist Qingxuan really had a huge opportunity, which made him earn a lot of money.

Originally his wealth was not enough to buy the bronze bell, but now not only did he not spend a penny, but he also comprehended a peerless magical power that was beneficial to his cultivation.

This auction was not a wasted trip.

"Ponder it carefully. If anything happens, just call me. If there's anything you can't handle, I'll handle it for you."

Taoist Chilong thought for a moment and spoke.

"Thank you, old man."

Fang Qing expressed his gratitude to Taoist Chilong.

The next moment, Taoist Chilong had left. He wanted to continue his retreat and comprehend the mystery of the Bronze Bell Sealing Method.

The method of sealing the bronze bell town.

This is also the name Fang Qing gave to the new magical power he obtained.

His soul activated the Bronze Bell Sealing Technique, and numerous runes kept flowing, transforming into a bronze bell, cold and powerful, crushing down, it was another peerless killing move.

Fang Qing even tried to use the sacred fighting method to hit the bronze bell. Suddenly, bronze bells came down one after another while he was forming seals. They looked even more powerful than the Mountain-Hugging Seal.

Good supernatural powers, good method.

The way to suppress and seal!

The artistic conception of the clock!

"Sure enough, I still have some luck."

Fang Qing obtained this method and decided to study it carefully in Zuixianque for a few days.

He went into seclusion directly in Zuixianque.

There was no problem with the safety of Zuixianque. Fang Qing comprehended the "Pure and Peaceful Mind Lamp" left by the great man in Zuixianque, comprehended the "Bronze Bell Sealing Method" on the broken bell, and evolved many changes with the Holy Fighting Method to continuously improve his Taoism.

During the process of contemplation, Fang Qing's magic lamp, which was made of phoenix blood and red gold, not only had the terrifying and boundless purple fire coming from the east, but it also contained a kind of pure and peaceful rune veins, which made this magic lamp, under Fang Qing's sacrifice and refining, turned into a magic lamp that could enable cultivators to attain enlightenment.

This is also one of the meanings of lamp.

Lights, lights, the lights contain a pure and spiritual scent, illuminating the monks' way forward, broadening their wisdom, and increasing their spirits.

The fire is the fire of purple air coming from the east, the fire of nirvana, and it contains many murderous intentions.

This magic lamp is becoming more and more qualified.

Fang Qing meditated here for three days, and after three days, Fang Qing came out.

When his soul swept across the outside world, he saw many changes.

Among the many pieces of news circulating, the most eye-catching one is of course the third attack on Zishan. This time, the masters of Zhongzhou's Divine Dynasty and Western Desert seem to be taking action together.

In addition, the news that Ye Fan was an ancient holy body also spread. Many undercurrents surged, and many things about the ancient holy body were spread widely.

Many holy places and aristocratic families knew what the Ancient Holy Body meant in the past years, and at this turbulent time, the news about the Ancient Holy Body had greatly increased its popularity.

Even some younger cultivators came to challenge Ye Fan.

Ye Fan still looks like Gu Feng. He feels that things are a little bad, but not so bad as to be unimaginable. If it really doesn't work, he can only give up the name of Gu Feng and replace it with the name of Ye Fan.

Fortunately now, although he is an ancient holy body, he has no hatred with many cultivators, and the cauldron made from the Xuanhuang mother energy root has not been exposed.

Especially since he was a master of source arts, many people tried to test him, but few took direct action against him.

Just when Ye Fan and Pang Bo were drinking tea in a place in the Holy City, Fang Qing and Yan Ruyu arrived.

"Why is Brother Qingxuan here?"

Ye Fan pretended not to know Fang Qing and called him Brother Qingxuan.

"Brother Gu's source technique is amazing. I'm out of retreat today and have nothing to do, so I want to play a few games with Brother Gu."

Fang Qing spoke, his expression calm.

As soon as these words were spoken, many monks in the teahouse became excited.

"Oh my god, I am not seeing things!"

"Taoist Qingxuan is actually going to compete with Gu Feng in source arts?"

"Two masters of the source arts are going to compete in the source arts. This is a huge event that will shake the world!"

"Spread it out, spread it out, the Holy City will be shaken again!"

“It’s going to be a big event again!”

In the Holy City, news was very circulated. Even in the teahouse, there were not many people who did not know Fang Qing and Ye Fan. When they heard Fang Qing say that he wanted to compete with Ye Fan in source technique, they immediately became excited and felt an unprecedented excitement.

These two, one is the renowned Taoist Qingxuan, and the other is the recently rising famous Gu Feng. Both are masters of source arts. Their duel would be so exciting.

Many monks were discussing, but at this moment.

"Tap", "Tap", "Tap"... rhythmic footsteps were heard, as if they were walking on people's hearts, making many people's hearts beat along with them.

The faces of many monks changed. They felt that their life and death seemed to be controlled by the newcomer. They couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen walked over. He was dressed in white, had skin as white as snow, and eyes like stars.

He is very handsome, even more beautiful than many women.

"I heard there is an ancient holy body here. I want it. If I find it today, I will capture you and make you my slave."

This young man was extremely handsome, with an elegant appearance, but he spoke very rudely, which made many people frown involuntarily.

Behind this young man followed two men in gray. They were hunched over and looked very old. They seemed to be two servants.

"Whose child is this? How can he be so uneducated? All he wants to do is take others as slaves. Does he really think he is invincible?"

Some people in the teahouse were very unhappy listening to the boy's words.

Nowadays in the Holy City, many rumors have spread, saying that Gu Feng, the master of source art, is the legendary Ancient Holy Body. They don’t really care whether it is the Ancient Holy Body or not. What they care about is that Gu Feng and Taoist Qingxuan are about to have an eye-catching source art showdown, but they are stopped by the newcomers.

"Kid, please be more modest when you speak. You are not allowed to judge the Ancient Saint Body. If you are so arrogant, be careful that you will die young."

Some people saw that the boy had a great background, but still couldn't help but mock him.

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, and his words were full of power, which made many cultivators' blood boil.

“The Ancient Saint Body is just a myth. Not to mention now, even in the past, it was not absolutely invincible.”

The young man's words were still cold, but his eyes were looking at Ye Fan who was talking to Fang Qing not far away. His eyes were like knives, falling on Ye Fan, as if he was going to attack in the next moment.

"Little brother, you are too much. The Ancient Saint Body has fought countless battles in the past. Even in the ancient times, few people could defeat it. Why do you hate the Ancient Saint Body so much?"

Someone else spoke.

"No matter what he does, I am here today to suppress him."

The young man in white sneered and looked at Fang Qing and Ye Fan. "Which one of you is the Ancient Saint Body? Stand out."

"Little guy, you are very brave. You even dare to offend Brother Qingxuan like this. Aren't you afraid of being beaten up?"

Someone couldn't stand the boy's arrogance and couldn't help but speak.

"What are your origins? How could you look down upon all the heroes in the world? Brother Qingxuan is so powerful that you cannot imagine."

Someone else spoke up, and seemed to admire Fang Qing very much.

"What's your name?"

Not far from Ye Fan, Pang Bo couldn't help but ask.

With his temper, he was already irritated by the young man and wanted to beat him up right now.

The young man in white looked at Pang Bo and said calmly, "Xia Jiuyou."

"Xia Jiuyou? Never heard of him."

"You'll remember this name later."

"Boy, how about I accompany you for a few moves!"

Pang Bo has a majestic figure and exudes an extraordinary aura. His blood energy is amazing and he can't wait to deal with Xia Jiuyou.

"I have no interest in you. This time I came out of the mountain mainly for the Ancient Saint Body."

Xia Jiuyou continued to look at Fang Qing and Ye Fan.

"Do you have a grudge against the Ancient Saint Body?"

Fang Qing finally spoke, looking at the young man, or girl, in front of him.

The young man in white was actually a girl, and he could not escape his soul detection at all. He had already seen through the details of this girl, and even saw her the moment she arrived in the Holy City, which was why Fang Qing came to see Ye Fan.

Xia Jiuyou is of great origin and extremely arrogant, but if you teach her a lesson and defeat her, maybe there will be an opportunity.

This is also the reason why Fang Qing came to find Ye Fan.

At this time, Fang Qing spoke and looked at Xia Jiuyou. The terrifying spiritual will emanating from the field immediately made Xia Jiuyou look a little strange, and there was a bit more surprise in her eyes when she looked at Fang Qing, as if she had not expected that there were cultivators in the world with such good spiritual power, which was almost comparable to hers.

Xia Jiuyou then looked at Fang Qing more seriously and said calmly: "Although he has not offended me, I still want to catch him. I saw in an ancient book that his blood can be used to refine medicine. I want his blood to refine a furnace of medicine."

"If you need the blood of the Ancient Saint Body to make medicine, then you are asking for help from the Ancient Saint Body. Why are you so aggressive? Don't you know the attitude of asking for help from others?"

Fang Qing spoke calmly.

"Ask someone to do something for you? The ancient holy body has long since become an ancient waste body. It is not suitable to exist in this world at all. It can only be reduced to a slave."

Xia Jiuyou said coldly.

"You're quite arrogant."

Fang Qing shook his head.

"I've already said it. I'm determined to take this holy body. I'm going to use his blood to refine a divine medicine. If anyone disagrees, you can stand up. Or, you can stand up. If you can defeat me, I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, don't get in my way."

When she said the last few words, Xia Jiuyou looked at Fang Qing. There was a burning desire for war in her eyes, as if she couldn't wait to fight Fang Qing.

"I have seen many arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you."

Fang Qing smiled and looked at Yan Ruyu.

"Ruyu."

"Ah."

Yan Ruyu understood very well what Fang Qing meant. She gently stretched out her hand, and a green lotus appeared in her hand. It was the imperial weapon refined by the great demon emperor Qingdi.

She gently handed the imperial weapon to Fang Qing.

"I stand up. You, want to fight?"

Fang Qing held the Demon Emperor's imperial weapon in his hand, and it seemed that he was about to unleash the might of the Supreme Emperor's weapon in the next moment.

At this moment, even the extremely arrogant Xia Jiuyou's expression changed drastically, and the two servants behind her also changed their expressions drastically.

The three of them all felt a terrifying aura. In front of the supreme imperial weapon, no matter how talented they were, it was useless.

"It seems that you are not invincible, so don't be so arrogant."

Fang Qing returned the Jidao Emperor's weapon to Yan Ruyu and glanced at Xia Jiuyou. "Why would I need an Emperor's weapon to deal with a little brat like you? Come and fight me. I will deal with you with my Dao!"

"you……"

(End of this chapter)