Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 151 Peerless Character
When Dugu Jiu's figure disappeared into the sky, all three thousand steel knives turned into iron powder, and the knives' mouths were left with sword marks of an inch each.
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The blood pool on the observatory suddenly exploded into a three-foot-long blood wave, and Guo Lang's Taoist crown was blown away by the air wave.

Veins bulged out from his exposed scalp, and the jade-white veins glowed coldly in the moonlight.

The twelve main blood urns let out mournful cries at the same time, and the black iron chains at the mouths of the urns were melted into molten iron by the boiling blood and energy in the urns.

Guo Lang had to stop and stare blankly at the blood jar in front of him.

"Why did you stop?"

The empress's voice came from under the Nine-Dragon Canopy, and the twelve-tasseled jade crown swayed slightly.

The golden bricks with black bird patterns under her feet were cracking, and black and red turbid air from the earth's veins seeped out from the cracks.

Bang!

Guo Lang staggered and knelt down in the center of the star map, looking at the Taiyi Fenguang Sword in his hand that was breaking into pieces, with a dazed expression. The amazing magic weapon passed down from generation to generation by Guigu could not withstand the backlash of heaven and earth and shattered.

"We still need... we still need three million souls to complete the Heavenly-Human Pathway... Right now, we're still a little short."

With a bitter look on his face, he suddenly remembered the ancient silk scroll hidden in Guiguzi's secret room in the Imperial Observatory yesterday.

A blood sacrifice of 90 million can change your destiny.

At that time, he circled the number with a red pen, and the tip of the pen scratched three pieces of rice paper, and finally erased it completely.

The empress's face darkened as she looked up at the gradually dimming spiritual aura in the sky.

When the empress stood up, the sun, moon and stars on her black robe with twelve patterns began to rotate backwards.

"Then let the Xianghuo Cult go to Jiannan Road, to Mo Nan Road, to... Jiangnan Road!"

The golden sword at her waist automatically unsheathed half a foot, and the sword light illuminated the inscription on the base of the observatory.

Those who receive orders from heaven will live long and prosperous lives.

Guo Lang had a blank expression and said nothing.

"The earth dragon has turned over!"

Below, the defenders on the Yujing city wall shouted in fear.

The battlements of the city wall began to crumble, and the moat flooded back into the city.
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The morning bell of the Mo Nan Amitabha Temple suddenly rang by itself, and cracks appeared on the surface of the 800 bronze bells.

The Buddhist beads in Abbot Liaochen's hand shattered into pieces. The old monk pressed his wrinkled palms on the ground and could clearly feel the violent surge in the earth veins.

His skinny back suddenly straightened up, and the sound of metal clashing came from under his robes. Strands of golden light emerged from his body, as if it were a gilded body.

"Abbot, are you going to mobilize the Arhat Hall?"

The first one looked at the main hall which was beginning to tilt.

Abbot Liaochen closed his eyes and sighed, "The earth dragon's resurgence is a natural disaster, and it cannot be stopped by human power."
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The black iron foundation at the bottom of the observatory suddenly cracked, and Guo Lang's left leg tendon made a cracking sound under the heavy load.

He knelt on one knee. Only the last three hexagrams in the blood pool were left unfinished, and seven of the twelve main blood urns had been blown up.

"Guo Qing!"

The empress could no longer suppress her emotions after seeing this scene, and her roar was so loud that the tiles fell to the ground.

The Great Zhou emperor suddenly stepped on the golden bricks and flew up to the observatory like a hawk.

Her palace boots embroidered with black bird patterns stepped on the edge of the blood pool, and her golden soft armor shone coldly in the moonlight: "My golden sword can cut through the earth veins!"

Guo Lang's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Your Majesty!"

Guo Lang's warning was drowned out by the sound of the sword.

The moment the Golden Sword slashed into the blood pool, a roar like that of a prehistoric beast came from underground.

The twelve Panlong pillars broke with a sound, and the tendons in Guo Lang's right arm suddenly broke. The jade-white tendons shot out like bowstrings, making a three-inch deep dent on the pillar.
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Deep within the Guixu region of the East China Sea, the Zhenhai Tower of Penglai Pavilion slowly tilted. Fairy Yunlan stepped barefoot onto the waves, and the vortex stirred by the Water Dividing Spear suddenly exploded into a hundred-foot-wide curtain of water.

Silver light like ripples on her wheat-colored skin flowed, and wisps of essence surrounded her body, making her look like a banished immortal.

"Pavilion Master, the sea eye is starting to flood back!"

The elder's roar was drowned by the sound of waves.

Yun Lan looked at the reddish horizon in the west, with a puzzled look on his face.

Suddenly, she looked back.

"Go down to the sea and open the sea eye."
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The golden sword on the observatory suddenly broke, and blood oozed from the empress's knuckles.

Guo Lang struggled to stand up with his broken right arm and shouted hoarsely, "Quickly put away the sword! The earth vein dragon energy is about to backfire!"

Before he finished speaking, a continuous rumble of muffled thunder was heard from underground in Yujing City.

The ground in the thirty-six blocks collapsed at the same time, revealing the red magma veins underneath.

The jade vein in Guo Lang's left leg finally broke completely, and he fell like a rag at the center of the formation, watching the last three blood jars turn into molten iron in the magma.

"why?"

The empress's black clothes had been scorched by the underground fire, her golden skin was covered with cracks, and her expression was filled with a hint of confusion and helplessness.

After nearly a hundred years of planning, everything has failed and the entire observatory is collapsing.

Guo Lang spat out blood and laughed bitterly, "Three million souls are not enough to complete the Heavenly Bridge. Your Majesty, have you ever heard of 'The Dragon's Regret'? In this world, the stars have not yet returned to their positions, and the earth veins are still dormant. Forcing the Yuan Ling to open will be forbidden by heaven and earth. Today, it is just like two thousand years ago, when the Yuan Ling was about to dissipate. In a few decades, it will fall silent again.

Even if we add another 30 million souls, it will be in vain! Your Majesty, give up. Human power cannot overcome destiny. This is a fixed number, it is God's will!"

"You lied to me!!"

The empress had a ferocious look on her face, and her gray and blue hair fluttered in the wind like a snake.

Her eyes were filled with endless murderous intent and anger.

"I promise you the position of Master of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, and I will grant you endless wealth and splendor for your entire family. Whatever you desire, I will grant you. Whatever you desire, I will allow you to do. Your position is no less than that of Lord Fang. You are second only to the emperor and above all others.

Why do you want to deceive me! ! "

As she spoke further, thunderous sounds rolled out of the empress's throat and exploded in the sky. The sound waves were clearly visible to the naked eye and even spread to the entire Yujing City.

Guo Lang smiled bitterly.

"Your Majesty, you were born in the wrong era. If it were five hundred years later, no, three hundred years later, perhaps you would have truly been able to pursue immortality. Now, no matter how hard you try, you can only force out the spirit of heaven and earth buried beneath the earth's veins. I have tried too many times."

After a long time, the empress sighed, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly pressed down the violently shaking Golden Sword.

She suddenly looked up, her eyes sharp, piercing through the clouds and looking into the distance.

The head of the Imperial Observatory, who was about to speak, was shocked to feel a tingling sensation in every pore of his body, as if he was being pointed at by thousands of invisible swords.

The golden thread on the empress's black robe with twelve patterns suddenly broke, and she was horrified to find that the surface of the golden dragon pillar three meters away was covered with hair-like sword marks.

"Sword Qi... It's the sword energy of the ninth realm!"

Guo Lang roared loudly, and the star plate in his hand broke into two pieces with a "crack".

The 3,600 bronze lamps surrounding the observatory went out at the same time, leaving only the blood plasma in the urn still boiling.

When Dugu Jiu's figure appeared above the clouds, the entire Yujing City was filled with the sound of thousands of swords.

The seventy-six famous swords secretly hidden in the Six Gates broke out of the warehouse, the ordinary iron swords in the teahouse and tavern trembled and were inserted into the beams and pillars, and even the wooden swords in the hands of young children pointed in the same direction.

(End of this chapter)