Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 180 Great God Conferring Art, The Peeping Three
"I surrender."

Zhao Xuanyi's face was cloudy and uncertain, he let out a low growl of unwillingness, and fell back on the Starlight spacecraft.

Just after he failed in one move, he lost the courage to fight Yang Xuanzhen again.

In fact, Zhao Xuanyi's Six-Eyed God-Conferred Stele is far more powerful than this, and he also has a natal golden elixir as his trump card, so he may not be able to support Yang Xuanzhen's tricks.

But it's completely unnecessary.

Zhao Xuan knew that he was no match for Yang Xuanzhen at all, which was why even if he wanted to deal with the opponent, he still needed to play some tricks and return to the sect to take advantage of the situation.

And the scene of the rabbit rising and falling, also made the entire flying boat silent.

Zhao Xuanyi, a true disciple of Taiyi Sect, sacrificed the rare and invincible treasure such as the six-eyed god-conferring stele. At first, everyone was shocked, thinking that there was destined to be an epic battle between him and Yang Xuanzhen, but the final result was unexpected.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the flying boat became extremely weird. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke, and it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

"Since that's the case, why don't you quickly hand over all the treasures on your body, as a thank you for my instruction on your cultivation just now."

Yang Xuanzhen was suspended in mid-air, looked down at Zhao Xuanyi, and broke the silence in the field with one word.

While speaking, he reached out and grabbed out of thin air, and before Zhao Xuanyi had time to put away the six-eyed god-conferring stele, he was engulfed by the gangster energy, and brought it to Yang Xuanzhen.

At the same time, a silk thread of Gang Qi came out from Yang Xuanzhen's body, pulled Zhao Xuanyi's waist, and the other party's treasure bag was also taken away.

"My magic weapon, hundreds of years of hard work."

Watching his talisman go away, Zhao Xuanyi's face became depressed, his eyes were bloodshot, his fists loosened and then tightened, tightened and loosened again.

In order to refine these six God-conferring Tablets and sacrifice them all into unrivaled treasures, it can be said that he spent all his wealth and treasures, even delaying his own practice for nearly a hundred years.

If not, he has already been promoted to the eighth level of supernatural powers, the realm of the wind and fire catastrophe, and he can sit on an equal footing with Zhu Yangyi, Wang Tianyi, Zhou Chuyi... and other true disciples in the sect.

It can be said that apart from a natal golden elixir, the Six-Eyed God Conferring Stele is the most important thing for Zhao Xuanyi. Once he loses this treasure, his combat power will definitely be greatly reduced.

But so what, Zhao Xuanyi didn't dare to stop Yang Xuanzhen after all, he could only let the other party do what he wanted and take away all his belongings.

Even if it is stopped, it is of no use at all, and it may anger Yang Xuanzhen, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Well, the six-eyed god-conferring stele, six pieces of unrivaled treasures are combined into a large formation, a very good set of magic weapons."

Yang Xuanzhen touched the six sapphire steles floating in front of him, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and then with a big wave of his hand, he collected all the six-eyed god-conferring steles and the treasure bag into the Taoist space.

This complete set of treasures is much more precious than the magic treasures such as the Mountain and River Fan, Demon God Canopy, Soul Sword, Phoenix Luan Cloud Bed, and Tyrant Halberd that he had obtained before. Its value is definitely ten times that of a treasure. A set can sell at least one billion Baiyang pills for a sky-high price.

From this point of view, Zhao Xuanyi is much more powerful than Song Weiyi with this six-eyed god-conferring stele alone, and his wealth is far beyond, almost comparable to that of Mo Shuai Ying Tianqing.

Yang Xuanzhen still remembered that the six-eyed god-conferring stele had a matching supernatural power, called the Dafa of conferring the gods, and only those who understood this great method could exert the greatest power of the six-eyed god-confusing stele, and could continue to sacrifice the six green jade steles with this method, making it slowly transform into a Taoist instrument.

He also knew that this method of Conferring Gods was a magical power to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth in the mysterious void and use it to cultivate the large and small intestines, gallbladder, triple burner, bladder, and stomach inside the human body, these six prefectures.

In these three thousand great worlds, there are many kinds of vitality, at least hundreds of millions of types, including the vitality of the five elements, the essence of the sun and the moon, the vitality of the stars, the vitality of all kinds of magnetism... and even the inexplicable vitality leaked from various mysterious voids.

A monk's cultivation of supernatural powers is a process of collecting these vitality, extracting the crude and preserving the essence, filtering out the harmful, and refining it for the beneficial.

And different vitality, each has its own collection method, or swallow, or use spiritual meditation, or pray for induction, or gather mana
This method of conferring the gods is a special method of collection, collecting six kinds of vitality out of billions of kinds, and cultivating one's own body in the six palaces.

If this is the case alone, this method is not enough to attract Yang Xuanzhen's heart. How powerful his Idol Suppressing Prison Strength is, how comprehensive his cultivation is, there is almost no shortcoming, and there is no need for body training methods such as Conferred God Dafa to strengthen his body.

But this Dafa of Conferring Gods is actually one of the Three Thousand Ways, the incomplete version of the Great Conferred God Technique, which ranks in the top [-] of the Three Thousand Ways, much more powerful than the supreme supernatural power, which makes Yang Xuanzhen a little concerned.

In fact, these supreme supernatural powers, even the three thousand great ways, even the most powerful catastrophe technique and the great five elements technique, judging from the current situation, it seems that they are not of much use to Yang Xuanzhen, and they are not as powerful and magical as the various abilities in the God Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength, and they look like chicken ribs among chicken ribs.

But it is not.

First, he has not cultivated these avenues to a certain level, and their power is not strong.

Second, when Yang Xuanzhen cultivated to the peak of the fifth stage of supernatural powers, when he condensed his natal talismans and even natal golden elixirs, these supernatural powers and avenues would show their true usefulness, which would greatly increase the amount and quality of his mana, the firmness of his natal talismans, the strength of his natal golden elixirs, and the degree of cohesion.

In other words, with these three thousand ways and supreme supernatural powers, once he condenses his natal talisman, his cultivation will reach an unimaginable level.

At that time, Yang Xuanzhen, relying on his extremely strong mana, physical power, a natal talisman, and several abilities of the god-like prison-suppressing power, will not need to rely on any magic weapons to fight against the enemy. It is no exaggeration to say that the giant of the first level of longevity in the secret realm of longevity can be destroyed with his backhand, and the existence of the second level of immortality will not be able to do anything to him.

Yang Xuanzhen's thoughts are long, but in fact, less than a moment passed. He looked at Zhao Xuanyi again, and said:

"Zhao Xuanyi, hand over the Conferred God Dafa, I can temporarily spare you this time, but if you let me know that you dare to be a monster after returning to the sect, even if you have a backer, even if the Supreme Elder comes forward, I will kill you."

His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something as common as eating and drinking, but when everyone on the flying boat heard it, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

Everyone knows the determination contained in these words.

"I...I...Okay, thank you...Thank you Senior Brother Yang for not killing me, I know what to do."

Zhao Xuan's lips squirmed for a while, with a look of reluctance, it can be seen that Yang Xuanzhen's expression has become more and more impatient, as if he would strike at any time, he did not dare to refute a word, and obediently handed over the Conferred God Dafa.

At this moment, everything about justice, conscience, face, hatred... Zhao Xuan was thrown out of the blue, and the only priority was to save his own life, otherwise his life would be gone, and everything would be worthless.

"Well, you wait and do it yourself."

Seeing that Zhao Xuan handed over the Dafa of Fengshen tactfully, Yang Xuanzhen nodded, then smiled at Zhou Tongtian, Jia Zhanyong, Fan Zifeng and many other fellow disciples, then flicked his sleeves, took Fang Han and Long Xuan, and flew towards Wangui Haishi.

It wasn't until the three of them left for a long time that the person who was intimidated by Yang Xuanzhen's aura got up from the deck of the flying boat.

Soon, the flying boat resumed its excitement, and there were all kinds of discussions, exclamations, fears, admiration, jealousy, and envy about Yang Xuanzhen... for a long time.

Venerable Gu Meng, who hadn't shown up all this time, also came out of the room, comforted the passengers on the airship, arranged a luxurious first-class cabin for Zhao Xuanyi and the others, and then ordered to set off again.

.........

On the other side, Yang Xuanzhen, Fang Han, and Long Xuan were flying over the sea, shooting through the clouds.

"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Fang, Wangui Haishi is a maritime trading market organized by Wangui Xiandao, one of the ten gates of Immortal Dao, in the last Jiazi. Many casual cultivators have collected medicinal materials at sea, found spiritual weapons, magic weapons, rare treasures, various materials, precious monsters... They will be traded in this market. Overseas countries will also come to Haishi to buy treasures, and even the emperors of secular dynasties come here to buy panacea."

Long Xuan seemed to know Wangui Hai City quite well, and introduced them well.

"I see."

Fang Han suddenly said: "When I was in the Dali Dynasty, I often heard that some emperors would build ships and go overseas to buy immortal medicines. At that time, I thought it was an absurd thing, but I didn't expect it to happen. I just don't know how the Wanguihai City compares with the Daxuan Dynasty's trading market?"

"Although I have never been to the Daxuan Dynasty and other celestial kingdoms, the Wanguihai Market is definitely far behind the Daxuan Dynasty's trade market."

Long Xuan's tone seemed to have a hint of disdain, but also a coldness that was not easy to detect: "With this trading market in Wangui Immortal Island, it has developed extremely fast in the past six days. I'm afraid it will shine in the Immortals Conference a few years later, but with your Taiyi Sect, its fate is worrying."

"You have enmity with Wangui Xiandao?" Fang Han heard something wrong in Long Xuan's words.

Long Xuan gritted her teeth and said, "That's right, I do have a deep blood feud with Wangui Xiandao. Sooner or later, I will have this sect be expelled from the ten sects of immortality, so that they will never enter reincarnation."

Fang Han asked curiously: "Long Xuan, what kind of grievances do you have with Wangui Xiandao? Why don't you come and listen, if I can help, I will definitely be obliged to do so."

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Fang."

Long Xuan hurriedly bowed down in gratitude, her eyes were slightly red, and she said sadly: "Actually, I am originally a native of the Great Northern Ocean..."

From then on, Long Xuan began to talk about her tragic experience, and Fang Han also interjected from time to time to ask.

Although Yang Xuanzhen on the side didn't say anything, he still knew very clearly about Long Xuan's origin.

Long Xuan is not a pure human race, but a human dragon with the blood of a real dragon in her body.

What is a human dragon?In fact, they are the offspring born after the combination of the ancient dragon clan and the human race.

In the secular world of Xuanhuang, the emperors of many dynasties and small countries are also human and dragons, and the title of true dragon emperor comes from this.

And the grievance between Long Xuan and Wan Gui Xiandao is not small, it is the hatred of destroying the family.

Because on the surface Wangui Xiandao is an upright sect of immortality, but in fact it is a "magic sect" that does evil everywhere on the sea and eliminates dissidents in the name of slaying demons and demons.

There are much more monks on the sea than on land, and there are also various demon cultivators. Wangui Immortal Island often captures these demon cultivators and imprisons them as slaves of the sect.

Long Xuan's human-dragon family on Xilong Island naturally couldn't escape this catastrophe. One day, she was suddenly ordered to surrender by Wangui Immortal Island, but her family refused to agree, so they were all killed by powerful monks sent by Wangui Immortal Island, and the human-dragon blood in her body was drained.

As for Long Xuan, she was a survivor who escaped by chance, and finally entered the Yuhua Gate.

However, whether it is good or evil, it is the same for Yang Xuanzhen, and he himself is not a good person, so it is difficult to judge.

He only has strengths and weaknesses in his heart.

Yang Xuan's heart turned on the telegram, while Fang Han and Long Xuan were talking, the three of them had already flown to the sky above Wanguihai City.

"arrive."

Yang Xuanzhen looked down and saw the whole picture of Wanguihai City clearly.

Below is a huge island floating on the sea, with a radius of at least one hundred thousand li.

There are attics, palaces, shops, and buildings on it, row upon row, densely covering the entire coastline, a scene of prosperity.

Moreover, there are a lot of monks in Wanguihai City, people come and go, densely packed, monks flying around in the sky are like dumplings, just for a short time when Yang Xuanzhen stayed in the air, hundreds of monks passed by, but most of them were casual cultivators.

It is not without disciples from the Immortal Dao Sect. Yang Xuanzhen saw very few Tongtian Sword Sect disciples, Unity Sect disciples, Sun Moon Sword Sect disciples, and Danding Sword Sect disciples wearing sect uniforms.

This is not the imperial palace, because on the huge plaque at the gate, there are three gilt characters of "Xuangui Pavilion" written in dragons and phoenixes.

On the top of the palace, there is also a giant black turtle cast, which is lifelike and seems to be flying into the sky.

"Presumably this is the largest store in Wanguihai City, the property opened by Wangui Xiandao. Come on, let's go down."

Yang Xuanzhen pointed to the main hall below, greeted Fang Han and Long Xuan, and landed first.

"Three distinguished guests, are you here to sell or buy in Xuangui Pavilion?"

As soon as the three of them landed on the square in front of Xuangui Pavilion, five gatekeepers greeted them immediately.

These five people are wearing cassocks, holding whisks in their hands, their eyes are shining brightly, and their bodies are powerful. They are all masters of the ninth level of psychic psychic and the tenth level of divine transformation.

The fly whisks in their hands still exude traces of mana. They are spiritual weapons, and there are many places with faint mana on their bodies. It is obvious that there are powerful spiritual weapons or magic weapons hidden. They are disciples of Wangui Immortal Island.

But Yang Xuanzhen ignored these disciples of Wangui Immortal Island, but turned his head and cast his gaze to the street in the distance, where there were three slender figures in black clothes wearing bamboo hats, who stopped in front of a booth selling elixir, as if they were picking out elixir.

This kind of dressing like a secular killer is very common among casual cultivators, but Yang Xuanzhen feels that the three of them seem to be paying attention to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ever since he cultivated the seal of gods and demons, he has become more sensitive to other people's eyes, divine sense, and various magical powers such as prying eyes.

"Two men and one woman, who are they?"

Yang Xuanzhen directly glimpsed the faces of the three people under the bamboo hats with his pupils of stellar energy, and penetrated the camouflage on the faces of the three people, seeing the real faces, but did not recognize them.

(End of this chapter)