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

Chapter 34
On the seventh day of the seventh month of the Taihuang calendar, it was sunny.

Today is the day when the Taiyi Sect Immortal Master welcomes the examiners, and the examiners need to gather in the City Lord's Mansion and wait quietly.

Not long after the sun rose, Yang Xuanzhen finished washing, and was escorted by many Yang family disciples, boarded a gorgeous carriage, and galloped towards the city lord's mansion in the center of Yanbei City.

After he left the family, Yang Manlai, who was driving the carriage at the moment, took over the position of head of the Yang family.

These things, he had held a family meeting last night, and all arrangements were made.

With Yang Man's ability and the assistance of two clan elders, it is not difficult to handle various affairs in the clan.

However, his cultivation base is slightly low, only a mere ninth level psychic realm, which is easy to be underestimated.

But if Yang Xuanzhen succeeds in worshiping the Supreme Unity Sect, I believe that in Yanbei City, there will be no brainless idiots to trouble the Yang family.

As for the whereabouts of Yang Shuilan and Seventh Uncle Yang Zhen, Yang Xuanzhen did not let Yang Man give up investigating.

He has explained that if he finds a clue, he only needs to write a letter and send it to the Taiyi Temple. At that time, someone will naturally send it to Yang Xuanzhen.

As for the wound he had cut with the flying sword of his envoy during the battle with Wuding sect last night, it had completely healed overnight, without even showing the slightest trace.

The sapphire sword that was a trophy was also sacrificed by Yang Xuanzhen's blood, and it was connected with his life, becoming the first magic weapon of attack in his life.

However, the sapphire sword is just a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it is only the lowest-end item in the entire vast cultivation world, so it is not enough to rely on.

Yang Xuanzhen didn't take it to heart either.

If he can get a treasure, or even a Taoist weapon, then it can be called a real magic weapon.

It should be noted that magic weapons are divided into magical weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, Tao weapons, and fairy weapons. The power of each level has earth-shaking changes.

For example, a magic weapon is a monk in a mysterious realm of supernatural powers, who pours his own mana into the inside of the utensil, engraves inscriptions on it, doubles its lethality, or possesses some strange abilities.

Spiritual artifacts require the fifth stage of the Mystical Ability Secret Realm, monks in the realm of heaven and man, to combine all the inscriptions in the artifacts so that they can communicate with the heavens and humans, and thus construct various large formations, so that the artifacts have extraordinary spirituality.

A spiritual weapon is often priceless, and it cannot be exchanged for a city, and it is a magic weapon that warriors in the physical realm dream of.

The spiritual weapon only needs to be refined with a drop of blood, and it can be commanded like an arm with the mind, and it can kill the enemy dozens of miles away.

Those who have spiritual weapons, even in the face of thousands of troops, can kill seven in and seven out without fear.

The treasure weapon is even more extraordinary, its power is much greater than the spirit weapon, it can be called both offensive and defensive.

Treasures can be divided into thousands and changes, crushing mountains, cutting off rivers, and destroying cities, which is enough to be called a treasure.

Of course, refining treasures is also more difficult. Not only does it need decades of hard work by monks in the ninth and tenth levels of the Mystical Ability Secret Realm, but it also requires extremely rare natural materials and earthly treasures to achieve it.

Every time a treasure is born, it will shake all directions, attracting countless monks to flock to it, and hit their brains like dogs.

Most of the cultivators in this world have spent their entire lives and spent countless efforts, but they still can't get a single treasure.

This shows how rare treasures are.

And Taoist artifacts are even more miraculous.

There is a spirit in the magic weapon, and only when the spirituality has obtained the Tao can it be called a Tao weapon.

This kind of treasure is already a rare existence in the world of practice, and it is the king of magic treasures, which is rare in a million years.

According to legend, once the Taoist artifact comes out, the world will lose its color.

According to ancient records, Taoist instruments can travel seamlessly, create heaven and earth, reverse yin and yang, change time and space, reverse heaven and earth, traverse the universe, and mediate good fortune.

The interior of the Taoist vessel is also a self-contained cave, vast and boundless, which can accommodate hundreds of millions of living beings to multiply and survive in it. It is no different from the outside world, and it is the real world.

Not only that, but the spirits of Taoist artifacts can also cultivate by themselves and grow continuously, helping the master to fight, alchemy, talisman making, refining, array formation, shape-changing, governing the country, Anbang, cooking...

As long as you can imagine it, the spirit of Dao Qi can do it for you.

Even some unscrupulous monks who don't have Taoist companions spend all day and night singing songs with the spirits of the Taoist vessels, sleeping and flying together, and doing all kinds of meddling actions, which is not enough for outsiders.

Of course, these are folk rumors and cannot be believed.

But in any case, Dao artifacts belong to the existence of legends. Looking at the entire practice world, there are only a handful of people who own Dao artifacts, and all of them are famous and powerful.

Throughout the ages, once a Taoist artifact comes out, it will definitely spread to the world and drive endless monks crazy.

In order to compete for a Taoist artifact, even if the monks destroy the star field and slaughter hundreds of millions of living beings, they will not hesitate.

As for the final fairy artifact, it already belongs to the legendary legend, it is a sacred artifact of the fairy family, it only exists in historical myths, and it cannot be peeped by ordinary people.

And the power of a fairy weapon is a hundred times, ten thousand times, billions of times more powerful than a Taoist weapon... It is not enough to describe.

A fairy weapon with a weaker power can generate and destroy the universe with a single thought, surpassing all living beings.

And the most powerful fairy weapon can break away from the shackles of all heaven and earth rules and rewrite the past, present, and future of all time and space in the heavens...

This fairy weapon can be called omnipotent.

It is recorded in the ancient Daoist scriptures that the Taiyi Sect owns a legendary fairy weapon.

If Yang Xuanzhen can take power in Taiyi Sect and control this fairy weapon in the future, then it will be called true invincibility and sweep the world.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage has arrived outside the city lord's mansion.

There is already an old man waiting here, it is Zhao Shanhe, the chief steward of the city lord's mansion.

"Patriarch Yang, please follow me."

As soon as Yang Xuanzhen was about to get off the carriage, Zhao Shanhe rushed to meet him, and stretched out his hands to help him up, as if he was afraid that he would fall, his attitude can be described as extremely humble.

"Well, thank you, Housekeeper Zhao."

Yang Xuanzhen nodded casually, then gave some instructions to Yang Man, and followed Zhao Shanhe into the City Lord's Mansion.

After a while, the two walked through a winding corridor and finally came to a large hall.

This hall is the center of the city lord's mansion. The city lord Ye Nanfei handles official business and discusses important matters. Normally, outsiders are not allowed to get close at all.

Yang Xuanzhen glanced around and saw that this place was heavily guarded, every few tens of feet there was a guard in heavy armor with a sharp weapon hanging from his waist.

And these guards are not low in cultivation level, none of them is lower than the eighth level of the physical body.

Roughly, he encountered at least a hundred of these guards wherever he went.

No wonder others say that the City Lord's Mansion is the number one force in Yanbei City. Leaving aside its imperial background, the number of masters in it is far from comparable to other forces.

At this time, a burst of hearty laughter sounded from inside the hall: "Haha, but Patriarch Yang has arrived? Patriarch Yang's arrival has made the hut flourish, please come inside!"

Yang Xuanzhen followed the sound and saw a man in brocade robe walking out of the hall walking like a tiger.

The man is about 40 years old, with thick eyebrows and square face, high nose bridge, calm and introverted temperament, giving people a sense of virtue and knowledge.

Yang Xuanzhen knew without guessing that this person must be the city lord Ye Nanfei.

And behind Ye Nanfei, there were three men and two women, all young people, who were also the examiners who went to the Taiyi Sect this time, and they were looking at Yang Xuanzhen with awe.

There are more than ten or twenty big and small forces in Yanbei City. Among them, there are always some geniuses who can cultivate bravery before the age of 20 and have the qualifications to register for the examination. It is not surprising.

For example, Wang Hengyang, the young master of the Wang family, is a genius born once in a hundred years in the Wang family. Unfortunately, he offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and his whole family ended up dead.

Yang Xuanzhen had heard of these five people, they were Jin Mingyue from the Jinyu Martial Arts House, Ma Wencai from the Ma Family Martial Arts House, Zhou Ze from the Zhou Family, and Jiang Kun from the Jiang Family.

As for the young woman next to Ye Nanfei, it should be his daughter Ye Suling.

Yang Xuanzhen took a second look at this woman.

She is not tall, but her proportions are excellent. She is wearing a light blue dress with a green silk sash around her waist, which sets off her slender willow waist unbearably.

The most eye-catching thing is her two majestic peaks, which are full and powerful. When walking, they sway with light steps, which is really eye-catching.

In the words of Yang Xuanzhen's previous life, this woman is... a loli.

When the two looked at each other, Ye Suling's pretty face turned crimson in an instant, and she quickly dodged to hide behind Ye Nanfei, but she was still blinking her big watery eyes, secretly looking at Yang Xuanzhen, as if she was very curious about him.

Yang Xuanzhen withdrew his gaze, calmly and calmly, without any psychological fluctuations, slightly cupped his hands at Ye Nanfei and said, "My servant, Yang Xuanzhen, has met City Lord Ye."

"Patriarch Yang is being polite."

Ye Nanfei waved his hand, and said with a smile, "I've heard about Patriarch Yang's name for a long time, but because of the busy schedule, I didn't have the chance to meet him. When I saw him today, he really looks very handsome!"

"Patriarch Yang is about the same age as the little girl. In the future, you young people should communicate more in Taiyi Sect. Su Ling, don't hesitate to greet Patriarch Yang."

"Huh? Oh."

Ye Suling stepped forward lightly after being called out by her father, with a blushing face like a ripe apple, she saluted Yang Xuanzhen, "Suling...has seen Patriarch Yang."

Her voice was like a yellow warbler, but for some reason, her tone was slightly trembling, as if she was nervous or shy.

"Don't be too polite."

With a gentle smile on the corner of Yang Xuanzhen's mouth, he nodded slightly at Ye Suling, "I'll wait..."

Just when he was about to continue speaking, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and immediately, long chants resounded.

"Feng Xu Yuqi is born."

"Like a dragon or a tiger, you are as powerful as a tiger."

"Other people ask me where the fairy trail is?"

"Naturally, it is the only peak of the Taoist sect!"

The voice was melodious and ethereal, as if floating from beyond the clouds, and it seemed to be whispering softly in people's ears, making it hard to figure out where it came from.

But as the sound fell, the originally clear and blue sky suddenly became majestic.

Yes, it is majesty.

It seems that there is a vast force descending on the whole world in an instant, eclipsing the scorching sun hanging above the sky.

"Look, there are auspicious clouds gathering in the sky."

On Shenghua Road, a young man looked up at the sky, pointed at the sky and shouted loudly.

"What is that, is it a dragon?"

A young man in white opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"The old man knows, today is the auspicious day for the Taiyi Sect to recruit disciples. This is to welcome the Great Immortal to appear in the world!"

"What are you all doing in a daze? Quickly follow the old man to pay homage to the Great Immortal, and pray that the Great Immortal will bless us and everything will go smoothly, and there will be no disasters or calamities in this life."

Suddenly, an old man raised his arms high, knelt down and kowtowed to the sky, his voice extremely pious.

Only then did everyone suddenly wake up, and immediately followed suit, bowing to the sky and praying loudly at the same time.

All of a sudden, all the people in Yanbei City shouted in unison, and the sound shook for nine days, and it lasted for a long time.

In the City Lord's Mansion, in front of the central hall, Yang Xuanzhen, Ye Nanfei, Ye Suling... and others were also startled by the vision in the sky and stopped talking.

On the vast sky, there are rays of light twinkling, auspicious clouds gathering, and birds flying... In short, all kinds of visions emerge one after another, as if they are welcoming the presence of a powerful being.

hold head high…

In the next moment, a loud and high-pitched long howl sounded from the sky, like thunder from the nine heavens.

Immediately afterwards, all the visions disappeared, replaced by a huge creature, straddling the sky.

This huge creature has a head like a big mountain, with six claws on its belly, and its torso stretches for fifty or sixty miles from south to north. Pieces of dark gold scales are distributed on the surface of its body, and the whole body is like pouring fairy gold.

Compared with the scales, the golden scale battle armor that Bai Rujing was wearing was not even as good as the garbage among the garbage.

And on the top of this behemoth's head, there are two huge horns, towering into the clouds, shining with the brilliant sun.

This is actually a divine dragon, it soars above the nine heavens, exhales auspiciousness all over the sky, and looks down on all living beings below.

The dragon represents the supreme authority between heaven and earth, controlling the life and death of all spirits in the world.

The emperors of many dynasties in the Xuanhuang Great World are called the emperors of the real dragon, and even some emperors have the blood of the real dragon, and they have the body of a human dragon.

But at this moment, a real dragon actually manifested in the sky above Yanbei City, which made everyone freeze on the spot.

Even Yang Xuanzhen couldn't help being a little surprised, but only a little surprised.

He has even seen the body of an idol with his own eyes, so the little divine dragon is naturally nothing to worry about.

However, he noticed that there was a middle-aged Taoist standing on the huge dragon head.

This Taoist has an ancient face, dressed in a gossip purple gold Taoist robe, a crown of crane feathers on his head, and seven-star shoes on his feet.

Under the strong wind, his robes dance wildly, making him more elegant and free, like a real immortal.

And the middle-aged Taoist is standing proudly on the dragon's head with his hands behind his back at this moment. Such a picture is really breathtaking.

Even Yang Xuanzhen couldn't help being fascinated, and secretly praised this person's magnificence, which is not much better than Song Weiyi, the little giant of Jindan in the Taiyi Sect.

"The villain Ye Nanfei, the lord of Yanbei City, pays homage to Master Lu Ming!"

At this moment, Ye Nanfei finally came to his senses, hurriedly bowed and cupped his fists, and saluted the middle-aged Taoist on the dragon's head.

His voice was so loud that it brought everyone around him back to reality.

"Ye Suling, Zhou Ze, Ma Wencai, Jin Mingyue, Jiang Kun, Yang Xuanzhen, Zhao Shanhe... have met Daoist Luming."

In an instant, everyone present saluted one after another.

Yang Xuanzhen followed suit, lowering his head, bowing to the middle-aged Taoist on the dragon's head.

Daoist Luming, Yang Xuanzhen has seen this name in his previous life. He is a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect.

Such characters not only have a lifespan of [-] years, but also can communicate with heaven and man, comprehend the changes of the sun, moon and stars, arrange various large formations, refine spiritual weapons, and even have precious materials. Refining treasures.

And there is an unwritten rule in the world of practice. When a monk reaches the realm of heaven and man, he can be called a real person, respected by thousands of monks, given preferential treatment and protection by the sect, and sitting on an equal footing with ordinary elders.

It can be said that monks who have cultivated to this level can only be regarded as half a foot into the core circle of the sect, and the degree of importance that sects attach to such figures is also very different.

　Thanks: Boss Mutancang for the reward and monthly pass, the big boss loves the younger brother, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)