Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

"The treasure house is opened?"

I saw a crack appear in the hundred-foot stone gate, and then it gradually widened amidst the rumbling sound.

Everyone watched with bated breath. The mysterious, ancient, vicissitudes of life, and condensed aura seemed to turn into substance, stirring up the dust.

People are wondering what exists in that dark space that has been closed for tens of millions of years?
However, it is counterproductive.

Just a few breaths ago,

The golden light began to fade, and the momentum of the stone gate opening seemed to have reached its limit.

When the gap was only three feet wide, enough for two people to pass sideways, it slowly closed.

"Sect Master! This..."

Qinglong was puzzled and asked the Ghost King.

"It seems that every time the golden light bursts out, this stone door will open..."

The Ghost King seemed to have figured out the pattern:

"Have you noticed? The golden light has been lasting longer and longer these few times, which means that the treasure house is not ready to be unveiled yet. It is expected that it will be opened again soon."

At this time, the stone door was gradually closing.

And everyone in Qingyun has basically guessed this.

Zeng Shushu was on guard against the Ghost King and offered his opinion:

"If we rush into the treasure house before the stone door closes, will it be feasible?"

His idea was simple: rush in first and use the treasure house as a temporary shelter.

Once we get that rare treasure, if it really is some magical weapon, it will definitely be a great help.

It would be fine to come out and fight with the Ghost King Sect at that time.

"That's not right. How can we pin our hopes on that unknown treasure?"

Out of caution, Xiao Yicai immediately rejected his suggestion:
"Besides, whether this stone door will open again is just speculation after all. If it is closed, won't we be trapped inside to death?"

While the two were talking, the stone door had closed until only a gap remained, barely enough for someone to pass sideways.

Lin Jingyu seemed to have made a decision at this moment, and the Dragon Slaying Sword glowed green:
"That's easy. You just break out and I'll go in and take a gamble. Rather than letting the treasure fall into the hands of the demon sect, I'd rather destroy it first!"

After saying this, he became one with the sword and turned into a stream of light as he rushed towards the stone gate!
"Nonsense!"

Xiao Yicai, Zhang Xiaofan and others were all shocked. They never expected that he would be so reckless.

He is simply treating his life as a joke.

However, at this moment, Lin Jingyu had become one with the sword, and was about to rush in before the stone gate closed.

Suddenly, a heavy humming sound was heard, as if someone was ringing a bell.

Then a red light curtain descended from the sky, and an invisible pressure acted on his shoulders. Lin Jingyu was completely unprepared and unable to defend himself, and was smashed into the ground by this heavy pressure.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

The righteous people rushed over to check.
The Ghost King Sect members from all around also surrounded them at the same time.

A messenger reported to the Ghost King:
"Master, the scouts below reported that a group of people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had reached the Black Water Ditch and somehow got entangled with the Black Snake. It is estimated that they will not be able to escape for a while."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King sighed softly.

"We're rushing in too early, and we're at a loss as to where to go. In that case..."

As he spoke, he controlled the Fulong Ding, urging blood-red chains to spread out in all directions, blocking the void.

"Nowadays, we can no longer just sit back and reap the benefits. If we want to have the last laugh, we have to put in some effort."

Bi Yao pushed him forward slowly, followed closely by Qinglong Youji. The four high-ranking members of the Ghost King Sect looked down at the righteous people.

There are hundreds of Ghost King Sect disciples around, watching with eager eyes.

The Ghost King raised his hand and issued an order—

"Quick victory."

"Yes!"

A station begins.

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At this moment, thousands of miles away, on the top of Kanglong Peak.

"Are you okay?"

Xu Zhiqiu stood in the yard and urged.

There was a thumping sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house, and a childish voice sounded breathless—

"Master, I'll find it soon, please wait for me a moment!"

Xu Zhiqiu smiled bitterly. This little kid was going out for the first time and he looked so excited, yet he was forgetful.

At this time, the disciples of Sanyi came one after another and gathered outside the door.

"Master, why don't you take more people with you?"

Feng Baoshan persuaded.

Xu Zhiqiu hummed:
"Why are you going with so many people? You're not going to the feast with your master."

"Eh, isn't it okay? Although Junior Sister Xiaohuan is there, you have a child with you after all. It might be inconvenient if there are not enough people around."

After hearing this, Xu Zhiqiu thought about it and realized that it was true.

"Well, then brothers Yu Zhuo and Yu Qing, please come with me. They can help me take care of the little one when the time comes."

The two people at the back responded happily:

"Got it!"

At this time, Wu Bufu finally finished his work and ran out of the house excitedly.

"I've got it done, Master!"

He held a pile of papers in his arms like a treasure. Xu Zhiqiu was a little curious:

"What is so precious? Let me see."

The little guy hesitated for a moment, but didn't "guard the food" and handed it over.

Xu Zhiqiu took it and looked at it, and found that they were pictures.

The paintings all show a man and a woman. The lines are childish and the coloring is simple, but the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose are completely blank, with no facial features outlined at all.

Xu Zhiqiu guessed it immediately:

"Is this a painting of your parents?"

"Ok!"

Wu Bufu nodded happily, but then felt a little disappointed:
"But I've never seen what they look like, so I can't draw the rest..."

He naturally couldn't imagine what his parents looked like since he had never seen them. As far as he could remember, his parents' appearance had always been vague.

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu touched his little head and said with a smile:

"It's okay if you haven't seen it. I'll help you add a few words."

As he spoke, he asked someone to bring him a pen and ink, and based on his memory, he simply drew the eyebrows, eyes, and facial features with a few simple strokes.

You know what, they are at least 70% similar.

The little fellow was stunned for a moment when he looked at the finished product.

"So this is what my parents look like."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't feel much pity for him.

In this world, there are countless orphans who have never seen their parents.

At least he was lucky. In Trinity, he had so many senior uncles and aunts who loved and spoiled him. Even his master treated him as his top student and took care of him. In the past ten years, he had never let him suffer any hardship or grievance.

It can be considered as a way to repay his deceased parents.

"Okay, let's go."

"Ok!"

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In front of the treasure house, above the sea of ​​flowers.

The battle was fierce,
But the process was beyond the expectations of both parties.

On the ground battlefield, Dharma Minister Xiao Yicai and others were entangled with hundreds of disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Just like the previous battle with Changshengtang, although it was dangerous, at least we could still hold on.

The one who really boosted my morale was Lu Xueqi.

At this time, the sky was his battlefield, and he was fighting with all his might and wielding swords. His dominance was so overwhelming that it was unparalleled.

With her own strength, she was able to fight against the two great masters, Azure Dragon and Vermillion Bird, and even gain the upper hand.

This level of cultivation alone was enough to amaze even the Ghost King:

"Qingyun Sect is indeed blessed with talented people and many extraordinary talents! If this woman is not eliminated today, she will be a serious threat to the righteous sect in the future."

His legs and feet were disabled, making it inconvenient for him to take part in the war, but this did not mean that he was incapable of taking action.

Seeing that Qinglong Youji was in a disadvantageous situation and was about to be completely suppressed, he could no longer stand by and watch. So -

"Fulong Ding·Zhen!"

A huge bronze tripod five meters high rose into the air, and as the body of the tripod shook, it seemed that even the void was shaking with it.

Large areas of blood-red light curtain spread out, forming the Dharma Realm.

The invisible pressure was like a towering mountain, pressing down on Lu Xueqi.

However, she was prepared.

While summoning the Qingguang Taijitu to fend off Qinglong Youji, he raised the Tianya sword high and slashed upwards.

"The sword hates the passing water!"

Just hear "clang"!
Just like tearing a piece of silk, Tianya's sword tore a hole in the blood-red light curtain in the sky.

"Good swordsmanship."

Even the Ghost King couldn't help but admire it.

When the sword was swung out, it was accompanied by the sounds of wind, thunder, dragons and tigers, and the energy of clouds and rainbows rose up and filled the sky.

It can be said that this sword is so sharp that it can break all the laws.

The Fulong Ding is one of the four great treasures of the Demon Cult and is extremely powerful.

It can be said that there are only a handful of people in the world who can even compete with it.

But this woman could actually break it with just one sword.

Even though the Ghost King was very protective of his people, he had to admit it at this moment.

Compared with this woman, the so-called "Third Young Master" in the Demon Cult in recent years, including his own daughter, has become a joke.

"But no matter how strong you are, it will be useless in the end."

The Ghost King suddenly flew up and stood on the Fulong Ding.

Obviously, he was serious about this.

The light of the Fulong Ding became brighter, and a pressure a hundred times heavier than before suddenly descended.

Just as Lu Xueqi was about to raise her sword to stab You Ji in the chest, her shoulders suddenly shook and her whole body felt as if it had been hit by a mountain.

Suddenly, he fell uncontrollably.

At the same time, Qinglong Youji took the opportunity to attack.

Lu Xueqi had to use her reverse strength to withstand the blow before she finally landed safely.

But he suffered some minor injuries as a result.

The situation was becoming increasingly critical, and she was naturally aware of her importance in this battle.

Then he leaped high into the sky, took seven steps in the air, and then raised his sword to poke the sky.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is used to attract it with the sword!"

Suddenly, clouds began to rise and black clouds rushed upward from the sky, gathering together and in a blink of an eye, it became a disastrous weather.

The Ghost King frowned:

"Is this the true method of controlling the lightning with the divine sword?"

Obviously not.

I saw that the Tianya sword, which had accumulated the power of thunder, was actually taken into her body, and she and the sword became one.

She put her fingers together to form a sword, held it upright in front of her chest, and continued to chant:
"The Thunder God is high up in the sky, with a mighty light that shines thousands of miles away. He sweeps away evildoers and drives away evil..."

He actually used his body as a thunder pool and borrowed the thunder from the gods in the heavens to hit him.

After Lu Xueqi took the sword into her body, her entire body was enveloped by a layer of clear blue light. At the edge of the light, tiny bolts of lightning rose and fell.

The energy in the body began to surge.

"The body is covered with flowing fire, the body is ten thousand feet blue, five chariots and eight horses, turning disaster into destruction..."

The azure light around Lu Xueqi became brighter and brighter until it was completely covered with lightning.

At this moment, the woman in white was like a deity from heaven, illuminating the heavens.

This was the "Sky-piercing Thunder Technique" that she had created ten years ago. Now that she was using this technique again with her Taiqing Taoist practice, its power was undoubtedly even stronger.

But who are the three ghost kings? Naturally, they cannot be scared by her, so they join forces again to defeat her.

But at this moment, a burst of unbridled laughter came from afar -

"Hahaha! Brother Ghost King, you're here early!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw hundreds of people rushing over.

The leader was a man wearing a black robe, looking very old, with white hair and silver eyebrows.

"Poison God!"

The Ghost King's face darkened.

The Poison God was in high spirits. He glanced at the tightly closed stone door of the treasure house, then glanced at everyone on the field, and raised his eyebrows:
"What's going on? Brother Ghost King, are you playing games with these righteous youngsters?"

The Ghost King bowed:

"Old senior, you are joking. As you can see, these righteous youngsters are also here to seize the treasure. I wonder which side you want to stand on, old senior?"

The Poison God was startled when he heard this, then he clapped his legs and laughed:

"Brother, you are really being polite! Given our friendship, how can I not help you?"

The Ghost King was delighted when he heard this:
"In this case, let's work together to eliminate these righteous disciples first, and then discuss the division of the rare treasures later, how about that?"

"Haha, easy to talk about."

The Poison God sneered and waved his hand:
"Pass my order, kill!"

Suddenly,

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect rushed into the battle group with a roar.

However, they attacked indiscriminately without distinguishing between the righteous and the Ghost King Sect.

Seeing this, the Ghost King, who was afraid that the Poison God would stab him in the back, was so angry that he cursed:
"This old man is really not a kind person."

However, he had no time to care about anything else at the moment. Lu Xueqi saw the opportunity and attacked with her sword.

He could only call Qinglong Youji and attack Lu Xueqi.

Lu Xueqi faced the situation alone, relying on the power of thunder from heaven, and she actually had the upper hand over the three men.

No matter how powerful the Ghost King Fu Long Ding was, he was unable to lock onto the target because he could not keep up with her incredibly fast speed.

After just a few dozen moves, the Ghost King and his two companions felt increasingly exhausted.

But as the Poison God watched, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Don't panic, Brother Ghost King. I'm here to help you capture this girl!"

As he spoke, he took out the Poison Sect's most precious treasure - the Bag of All Poisons, and released colorful poisonous mist and miasma, which attacked the four people who were fighting at the same time.

Seeing the poisonous smoke, the Ghost King and his companions were so frightened that they fled in panic. The Ghost King even shouted and cursed:

"Old poison! Are you going to help me or kill me?"

The Poison God's old face showed an unhappy expression:
"I'm helping you out of kindness, but you don't appreciate it! This is so disheartening. Fine, I'll help her then!"

As he spoke, he used the Bag of All Poisons to attack the three Ghost Kings.

"This old poisoner is putting on a show. It looks like I have to fight him off with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect before I can talk to him!"

The Ghost King was not an easy opponent either. With this in mind, he moved the Fulong Cauldron to fight the Poison God.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi began to think about it. Compared with the three Ghost Kings, the Poison God's methods seemed to be more difficult to deal with.

So after some consideration, the movement trajectory of the Tianya sword became a little confusing.

For a moment, the three parties could not tell who was in charge and soon the fight turned into chaos.

This is even more true on the battlefield below!

The Wan Du Men, the Ghost King Sect, and Tian Yin Qing Yun, three groups of people were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who, so they could only kill them indiscriminately.

"Hahaha! Such a grand occasion is the perfect time for me to become famous!"

A creepy laugh came from a distance. It was the White Bone Patriarch who came with Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan, the grandson.

Seeing this chaotic scene, the White Bone Ancestor seemed to have seen an old cat with salted fish, and the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes turned green.

"Girl Huan, just watch carefully and see how I, an old man, can defeat all the heroes! How I can be your master!"

After saying that, he soared into the sky, holding the Heavenly Ghost Sword in his hand, and swung it to send out evil spirits all over the sky, attacking the Poison God Ghost King Lu Xueqi and others.

The situation was already chaotic enough, and now there was an old man named White Bone to disrupt things.

Naturally, the chaos is compounded.

Faced with such a scene, Xiao Huan had a smile on her face and seemed to be confident:

"We're in need of someone to keep the peace right now. How about you come, Grandpa?"

Zhou Yixian rolled his eyes upon hearing this, and found a corner to lie down comfortably:

"From now on, until he comes, I am not your grandpa, you are my grandma."

(End of this chapter)