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

Chapter 240 Panhuang Life Sword, I am the virtuous man!
A terrifying holy sword blocked the way of the Champion Marquis, blocking the countless starlights cast by Fang Qing.

But Champion Hou did not show any joy, but instead showed an extremely shocked expression.

"Why? I am a martial saint, but now I was beaten by that person's Taoist magic and had to use the Panhuang Life Sword to protect my body. The Panhuang Life Sword will only appear when I am in a life-or-death crisis and there is no way to avoid it. Could it be that the time for me to die just now has come?"

A look of shock appeared on Guan Jun Hou's face. This holy sword was called Pan Huang Sheng Ling Sword, which he had seen when he was a child playing. At that time, Pan Huang Sheng Ling Sword turned into a meteor and fell from the sky, landing in front of him. He immediately recognized it as his master by dripping blood. However, after dripping blood, he found that Pan Huang Sheng Ling Sword did not really recognize him as its master, but only came out to protect its master when he was in great danger.

Since he obtained the Panhuang Life-Saving Sword, he has experienced countless life-and-death crises, all of which were easily resolved by the Panhuang Life-Saving Sword. There was even one time when he teased Xingmou, one of the eight great demon fairies in the world, causing that terrifying woman to send out a clone to kill him. After forcing him into a desperate situation, the Panhuang Life-Saving Sword appeared and killed the clone of the Sky Snake King in one move.

And now, the Panhuang Living Sword has appeared again!
Is he now in the most dangerous situation?
"What a fine sword, the sword of the ancient holy way, but you seem to have chosen the wrong master. The man you chose now does not have any courage, kindness, or wisdom."

Just as Champion Marquis was shocked, Fang Qing was also looking at the holy sword. He naturally knew the origin of this holy sword. It was the holy sword forged by Pan Huang in the legend, called Pan Huang Living Sword.

This sword embodies the benevolence, courage, wisdom, integrity and countless other beautiful qualities possessed by the ancient Holy Emperor. It represents the beauty of humanity and possesses some of the power left by the ancient Panhuang, making the holder of this sword invincible.

However, it seems that the master chosen by this holy sword is wrong. The champion marquis appears to have many good qualities on the surface, but deep down, he has a devil's heart, a heart of desire, a plundering heart filled with endless desires.

He did not have many of the qualities expected of the Panhuang Living Being Sword, so he was unable to unleash even one tenth of the power of the Panhuang Living Being Sword.

Above Fang Qing's head, a magic lamp appeared. This magic lamp illuminated the lights of many stars and shone above everyone's head. No matter who it was, whether it was Xiao Anran of Fang Xiandao, the masters of Zhengyi Dao, or their many disciples, they all felt an incomparable peaceful atmosphere at this moment, and their souls were warm.

The magic lamp shone into everyone's heart, making people feel warm. It seemed to dispel the dark clouds in their hearts and make them feel many beautiful qualities.

Kindness, wisdom, courage, morality, and such qualities are all manifested in that one lamp.

Guan Junhou's expression changed drastically. He moved forward, stretched out his hand, and attacked Fang Qing viciously.

Suddenly, a red-gold sword energy shot out from the ancient holy sword. This sword energy was half a mile wide and ten miles long. It looked very exaggerated and it suddenly came towards Fang Qing to fight.

"What an exaggerated sword energy, what an exaggerated special effect."

Fang Qing looked at the sword energy that was half a mile wide and ten miles long, with a look of emotion on his face. This golden sword energy did show a very terrifying power, but it was still within his tolerance range.

The boundless power of the stars surged up, and thousands of galaxy vortices flowed above the infinite diagram of stars, transforming into an infinite galaxy vortex, which fiercely fought with the sword energy.

At this moment, a violent collision sound was heard, as if the sound of many vast worlds exploding together exploded in the void, shocking many cultivators around so much that their bodies trembled and their souls were about to shatter.

Fang Xiandao and several younger disciples of the Zhengyi sect even vomited blood and looked listless.

Fang Qing's expression remained the same. He glanced at Guan Jun Hou, who then looked dazed, as if he had suffered a severe mental blow.

The magic lamp fell down, shedding layers of divine light, and instantly drew the Panhuang Living Sword over.

"No, how is this possible? Panhuang Life Sword, give it back to me!"

An expression of extreme shock appeared on Guanjun Hou's face. He had never dreamed that his Panhuang Living Sword would actually leave him. This was an unprecedented event!
He tried to get in touch with Panhuang Shengling Sword, but at this moment, Panhuang Shengling Sword was immersed in the light of Fang Qing's magic lamp.

The magic lamp condensed from the blood of the phoenix in the Zhatian Realm and the red gold has a mysterious Taoist charm and very beautiful qualities. It attracted the Panhuang Life Sword, allowing the holy sword to wander among the many Taoist patterns of the magic lamp and feel the Taoist practice that its master should have as rumored.

So it came into Fang Qing's hands.

When this Holy Sword came into Fang Qing's hands, Fang Qing immediately felt a strong confidence and an unimaginable mystery. This terrifying artifact created by the ancient Panhuang himself could unleash the power of the Holy Sword as long as it possessed the corresponding quality.

And Fang Qing just happened to have it.

At this moment, he was holding the Panhuang Life Sword in his hand, and his whole body exuded an aura of saintliness. All the things he had learned in the past years, such as the Five Virtues, the Five Virtues and Five Elements, the Way of Prajna Wisdom, and the Infinite Light of the Infinite Heavenly Venerable, all shone brightly, making the Panhuang Life Sword in Fang Qing's hand brighter and brighter, reaching an incredible level.

It seems that Fang Qing's sword can really destroy the world!

Everyone at this moment felt an acute life-and-death crisis. No matter whether it was Xiao Anran, the Divine Eagle King, or some masters lurking in secret, their expressions were all trembling, feeling that they were as weak as ants in front of the legendary Sword of Holy Way.

"How are we supposed to leave? Can we leave?"

Xiao Anran's expression was bitter and a bit powerless. Their Fang Xiandao had a supreme treasure, the Xiandu Jade Huang. Although it was called a supreme treasure, it was actually just a sacrificial tool made by the ancient Holy Emperor "Du", equivalent to a cup for ordinary people to drink water.

Even so, the Xiandu Jade Huang can kill beings at the ghost fairy level.

And now, what they have to face is the legendary Panhuang Sword of Life. This is the sword used by the first generation Holy Emperor, Panhuang, who killed countless demons and evil monsters and commanded all living beings in the world. It is the number one divine weapon in ancient times!

If it were wielded by a master who possessed courage, wisdom, benevolence and integrity, let alone ghost immortal masters like them, even masters who had experienced three or five thunder tribulations would be of no use. Even the legendary Meng Shen Ji might not be able to withstand this holy sword!
"My Lord, let's go!"

The Eagle King roared angrily and pulled the Champion Marquis away.

"No, my Panhuang Living Sword!"

Guan Jun Hou was furious, completely furious, and he was about to fight Fang Qing to the death, but was held back tightly by the Divine Eagle King. Then the Divine Eagle King sacrificed a gourd, which sucked Guan Jun Hou, himself, and many other masters into it, and then broke through the void and left.

Fang Qing looked at the departing Champion Hou, seemingly still thinking, and ultimately he did not chase after him.

Guan Jun Hou is an expert in treasure hunting and has great luck. Even if he lost the Panhuang Life Sword, he might be able to find other treasures. It is really hard to bear to kill him now.

So Fang Qing did not take action.

Many of Daqian's masters left with the help of that gourd, and there were only a few cultivators left in the field, and Monk Jingren was one of them.

"If you want, you can follow me. Of course, I will have to travel sooner or later, and you may be able to choose him."

Fang Qing glanced at Monk Jingren, the surviving monk of the Great Zen Temple, and dispersed the light of the stars, and then the figures of Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha appeared in front of Monk Jingren. Monk Jingren glanced at Fang Qing, sighing, and then glanced at Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha next to Fang Qing, seeming to be curious about why these two people were favored by that existence.

You have to know that the person in front of him can withstand the Panhuang Shengling Sword, and he got the Panhuang Shengling Sword from the hands of Guanjun Hou, and the Qiankun Bag is still in the hands of that person. It can be said that he has gathered the most powerful treasures in the world in one body. I really don't know where his origin is?
He felt that this person was by no means a master of the Supreme Dao, nor of the Dao of Creation, the Dao of the Five Elements, or any other Dao he was familiar with. However, this person's true strength was truly terrifying, and the young man he had his eyes on also seemed to have the qualities of a gentleman.

"I am willing to follow the seniors."

Monk Jingren spoke.

Although he has lived for many years, he dare not show off his seniority in front of this powerful being and can only call himself a junior.

"Okay. It's definitely not a bad thing for you to follow me. Now let's see what's in this Qiankun bag."

Fang Qing still held the Panhuang Shengling Sword in his hand, as if he was savoring the mystery of this holy sword.

He stretched out his hand again, and the Qiankun bag appeared in front of them.

Monk Jingren looked at the Qiankun Bag with a bit of curiosity on his face. "The Qiankun Bag can only be opened by Taoist masters and ghost immortals. When I fled to the wilderness, I could only take refuge under the Wuguidao sect. It's a pity that this Qiankun Bag has never been opened in my hands. I don't know if the Wuguidao sect has used it."

"There were many masters in the Great Zen Temple back then, including Master Yinyue, the Four Heavenly Kings, and many elders. I wonder why the abbot of the Great Zen Temple chose you to take the Qiankun bag and run away?"

Zen Yinsha asked curiously.

"Alas, at that time, all the masters of my Great Zen Temple were being watched. No matter where they fled, they would be killed. I was the least noticeable one, so I escaped."

Monk Jingren listened to this and sighed, "The Great Qian Emperor of that generation was called Yang Yunji. He had cultivated the unique art of the Dao of Creation to an extremely high level. He was very good at searching the heavens and the earth. The thoughts of ghosts and immortals could not escape his divine thoughts at all. Only a master pretending to be an ordinary person could avoid his divine thoughts."

“Sometimes uselessness is a great use.”

Fang Qing listened to the words of Monk Jingren and thought of a sentence in his mind.

There is also a saying in Laozi's Tao Te Ching: Thirty spokes share one hub, and the part that is not there is the use of the cart. Clay is molded into vessels, and the part that is not there is the use of the vessels. Doors and windows are cut out to make a room, and the part that is not there is the use of the room. Therefore, what is there is for profit, and what is not there is for use.

Many useful masters of the Great Zen Temple were targeted and could not escape, but this one person, who was of no use at the time, escaped and is still alive today.

This is the principle between existence and non-existence, and it can be used at all times.

"Yang Yunji, isn't he Emperor Gaozong? Rumor has it that he died suddenly in the palace."

Hong Yi spoke at this time. He was well-versed in history and knew that before the current Emperor Qian, there was Emperor Gaozong Yang Yunji. It was recorded in history books that he died suddenly.

“Humph, his cultivation was so high, Meng Shenji would never allow him to live any longer. Even though he became a ghost immortal, he was killed by Meng Shenji. But Meng Shenji also suffered a great loss. He was plotted against by the then Crown Prince Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, and even his physical body was destroyed. At that time, Meng Shenji’s physical body had also reached the realm of a human immortal, so he was forced to start all over again.”

Monk Jingren showed some anger on his face.

"Meng Shenji's body is at the human immortal realm? This person is so terrifying."

Hong Yi was taken aback. He seemed not to have expected that Meng Shenji, the rumored number one in the world, had cultivated his Taoist skills to the point of seven or eight thunder tribulations, and even his physical body had been cultivated to the realm of human immortal. How could such a master have his physical body broken by Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji?
Yang Pan is the current Emperor Qian?

Many people don’t even know the name of the current emperor, and his name has long become a taboo.

"How on earth did they do it?"

Hong Yi was extremely curious.

"I'm not too clear about some of the things that happened at that time, but there was someone who was definitely involved, and that was Meng Shenji's sister Meng Bingyun, who played a lot of roles in it."

Monk Jingren said again.

"Meng Bingyun, my mother?"

Hearing his mother's name from someone else's mouth, Hong Yi felt a little complicated. He listened carefully to the words of Monk Jingren and seemed to have grasped some clues of what happened back then, but it was still a little confusing.

Fang Qing looked calm. Although he had not personally participated in those events back then, he knew some of them.

Meng Bingyun is the younger sister of Meng Shenji, the saint of Taishang Tao. She came to the secular world to practice, but ended up falling in love with Hong Xuanji, and her so-called Taoist heart was completely shattered.

This love-brained girl did some incredible things when she was in love with Hong Xuanji. She even told Hong Xuanji the whereabouts of Meng Shenji's physical body. As a result, Prince Daqian, who had just destroyed the Dachan Temple with Meng Shenji, turned around and flew over to destroy Meng Shenji's human immortal physical body, forcing Meng Shenji to reincarnate.

Because of this, Meng Shenji was forced to reincarnate, which gave Emperor Daqian many more years of opportunities to practice, and he reached his current realm step by step.

Otherwise, as soon as the emperor of Daqian cultivated to the ghost fairy realm, Meng Shenji would come to offer warmth, and no one would be able to escape.

The previous emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong Yang Yunji, died in this way. Even though he had cultivated to the level of a ghost immortal and survived several thunder tribulations, he was still an ant in front of Meng Shenji.

To sum up, Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan used Meng Bingyun as a pawn, plotted against Dachan Temple and Meng Shenji, which was equivalent to winning the game.

And Hong Xuanji still had some friendship for Meng Bingyun. He had wasted twenty years and stayed at the peak of the Martial Saint realm for more than twenty years, which allowed Hong Yi to win a little.

Otherwise, when Hong Yi grows up, he will have to face a human immortal father and will not be able to get up at all.

"This is really... fate playing tricks on us."

What do you think of Panhuang Shengling Sword when it puts down Zhantian?
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(End of this chapter)