Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 86

Zhao Yubing looked at Zhao Qian who was trembling and lying motionless on the cold ground.

After a long time, just then faintly said: "En."

Then he just turned around and left.

Zhao Qian, the deposed prince, is very smart.

This saved Zhao Yubing a lot of talking.

Of course, Zhao Yubing knew that Zhao Qian, who had been a prince for more than [-] years and dreamed of being an emperor all his life, would not give up any chance to get back up.

Zhao Qian raised his head and watched Zhao Yubing walk out of the room, his body softened and he sat on the ground slumped.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, Ding Cang will definitely do his best to help you get to that position." Ding Cang bowed to Zhao Qian, and then quietly withdrew.

Zhao Qian raised his head, with a silent smile on his face, that smile was full of madness.

Who would have thought that he, Zhao Qian, would become the final victor!
With the support of Zhao Yubing, a strong master in the Grand Master realm and the great elder of the worship hall, Zhao Qian will definitely become the next emperor of the Zhao Kingdom.

Whoever comes, this ending cannot be changed!
Zhao Cheng will eventually become a clown.

Zhao Yubing left the clan mansion and returned to the enshrinement hall.

In the main hall of the enshrinement hall, a majestic old man with gray hair and a blue robe sat cross-legged.

"Brother Chu." With a smile on Zhao Yubing's face, he cupped his hands and opened his mouth.

"Brother Zhao, I came from the East China Sea. How sure are you that you can make the East China Sea mermaids come out in full force this time?" The majestic old man looked at Zhao Yubing and said calmly.

Zhao Yubing sat opposite the old man, his body was surging with energy and blood, his hands turned into long black claws, and layers of scales appeared on his neck.

The old man on the opposite side was not surprised. He looked at Zhao Yubing for a while, nodded and said: "Your monster clan skills have been cultivated to the point where you are only one step away from self-sustaining blood."

"As long as you can freely switch the power of the bloodline of the demon race and the human race, you can practice my qi refiner skills and become the inheritor of my qi refiner lineage."

"Really?" Zhao Yubing whispered in surprise, the scales and long claws on his body disappeared.

"When did I, Chu Nanhe, tell a lie?" The majestic old man spoke loudly, with an unquestionable majesty in his voice.

"We have worked together for so many years. The three hundred demon cultivators in Zhao Yubing's hands are all my qi refiners who took the blood of the mermaid race as offerings. Why should I lie to you?"

His words made Zhao Yubing chuckle and nod, and then said in a low voice: "I have sent the news that the little demon Qingyue was sent to the Demon Town Tower to the Merman Clan."

"Qinglin, the patriarch of the Yuren Clan, must come to Luojing in person."

"Whether you can snatch the treasure you want from him is up to you."

Hearing Zhao Yubing's words, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Qi refiner named Chu Nanhe.

He sneered, clenched his fist slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Back then I could cut Qinglin's arm, but now I can kill him."

Speaking of this, he showed a smile on his face, and looked at Zhao Yubing: "You martial arts innate realms in the mortal world should be awake now, right?"

"Whether it's Lu Yangzhou's fairy way or the demon clan's demon law, it can't be your way of longevity."

"If you want to live forever and see forever, and break through the shackles of immortals, the right way is to cultivate my lineage of Qi Refiners."

There is detachment and aloofness in his words.

Qi refiners are practitioners who are far beyond the ordinary world.

They stay in this mortal world just for some missions.

In their bones, they are no different from those cultivators in Luyangzhou.

In their eyes, ordinary people are nothing but ants.

Zhao Yubing didn't speak.

As a grand master, he also has his arrogance.

Just as Zhong Yuan and the Taoists looked down on the immortal cultivators in Zhenyao Pagoda, Zhao Yubing is also confident that if he is in the world of cultivation, his cultivation and combat power will never be inferior to that of Chu Nanhe in front of him.

This is the self-confidence of being the top figure in the mundane world.

Seeing his expression, Chu Nanhe laughed and stood up.

"Don't worry, when we take down the treasure of the Merman Clan and break open the Demon Suppressing Tower, it doesn't matter whether you want to stay in this world to practice, or leave with us."

"As for the other great masters, if they can come with us, we welcome them too."

After finishing speaking, Chu Nanhe moved his body and stepped forward. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the enshrining hall.

"The 500-year plan, I don't believe you are only for the Demon Suppressing Tower." Zhao Yubing whispered in the hall.

Instead, a smile appeared on his face: "But that has nothing to do with me."

"I just want the blood of the demon clan in the demon town tower to fuse and become a real demon clan, with a longer lifespan."

"Do you really think that I can practice the exercises of a qi refiner and become a qi refiner?"

"I just want to live..."

In the main hall, Senhan's whispers, under the faintly flickering candlelight, seemed to be whispering from a demon.

……

Zhang Li spent two days in the quiet room to become proficient in the practice of breaking the stele.

This brute cultivation combat technique is combined with body training techniques, each move can be called domineering, far surpassing ordinary martial arts combat techniques, and is especially suitable for close combat.

Zhang Li's practice now has a taste of both internal and external cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged, he began to explore his own cultivation and Dao protection skills and means.

Only by knowing himself well enough can he know what to do next.

The foundation of his immortal practice is the most solid, the Yuntao Art is for the muscles and bones, the Condensation Art is for the blood and skin, and the seven-level cultivation base of Qi training is the purification over and over again.

Based on his self-perception, his Qi training level seven is at least five times thicker than others.

That is to say, the degree of solidification of his own cultivation base and the total amount of true energy are far beyond the level of strength that should be possessed by the seventh level of ordinary Qi training.

In the future, he only needs to step by step, slowly raise the immortal cultivation base to the eighth or ninth level of Qi training, and then seek the way to build the foundation.

Immortal cultivation is the foundation, and his physical training has reached the level equivalent to the sixth level of Qi training. Behind him is a war elephant with the power of an elephant.

It's just that this war elephant is still a little vain, and it hasn't reached the point of cohesive solidity, and one blow is extremely powerful.

Practicing Qi and body, Immortal Kungfu and the practice of swordsmanship in Qinglian Sword Code.

From the way of swords to the innate martial arts, Qinglian Jiandian seems to be suddenly enlightened.

The practice tricks on it were directly seen through, and a cyan sword energy circulated on the sword edge.

Even if the practice of swordsmanship is not as profound as Qi training and body training, it is only equivalent to the fifth level of Qi training, but the invincible sword Qi is not inferior to Qi training and body training.

As for the Grand Master of Martial Arts, this is a surprise.

Accomplishing a martial arts grand master made his five senses sharper, and he could better feel the changes in the power of this world.

It also made him more curious about martial arts practice.

What is the end of the great martial arts master?
This is practice, one step at a time.

Zhang Li felt that the scenery he saw now was extremely beautiful.

To practice, but also to protect the way, he has not left behind in all kinds of ways to protect the way.

The vitality shield, the treasure of defense, turns into a faint palm-shaped round shield at any time and hides behind it.

Three defensive forms, which raised his defensive ability to the extreme.

With his current soul and strong true energy, he can easily control this defensive magic weapon, and under the foundation, almost no one can break it.

The Duan Yuan Dao with great killing power, even if it is used with the martial arts sword method, it can sweep below the seventh level of the refining equipment.

With this knife alone, Zhang Li was able to kill Huang Xianyu, a master swordsman, without a temper.

There are offensive and defensive tools to be invincible, and Zhang Li has his own unique skills in protecting the way.

In Qinglian Sword Art, the immortal way of controlling the sword, two inches of sword energy is cold, and in Qingyang swordsmanship, the peak of ordinary swordsmanship, one inch of sword light is condensed and turned into sword energy.

It is said that the way of swordsmanship requires comprehension, and it is said that he is an invincible swordsman at the same level. Zhang Li feels that he is indeed talented in the way of swordsmanship.

In the way of thunder other than the way of swordsmanship, the power of the thunderball in the palm of the hand is that the great masters must avoid it.

Against other evil spirits, this thunder bead is even more invincible.

Zhang Li believed that with the deepening of his cultivation in the way of thunder, the power of this thunderbolt would become even greater.

Qingwei's gathering of Yuanlei is only the beginning of his cultivation in the way of thunder.

The magic tools, talismans, array disks and other protective treasures brought from the practice world are basically useless.

On the contrary, the Dao of Talismans has improved rapidly with the help of the power of the soul.

Thinking of the power of the soul, he thought of his fairy sealing talisman.

A great meritorious wish that came suddenly a while ago was guided by him into the Immortal Sealing Talisman, which quickly gave birth to the spirit fostered in it.

At this moment, the Immortal Sealing Talisman was overflowing with soul power.

When collecting the soul before, it caused turmoil in the Town Demon Tower. After returning, Zhang Li looked through the books carefully, and only found the answer in a rare Shinto practice book.

The power in the Immortal Sealing Talisman is too strong, it will arouse the power of heaven and earth to shine.

Fortunately, the spirit was collected in the Demon Suppressing Tower, which was covered by formations and suppressed by the power of the Demon Suppressing Tower. If he took out the Immortal Sealing Talisman to collect the foster spirit in other places, there would definitely be a phenomenon.

Zhang Li decided that as long as he was still practicing in Jingyuan Temple, he would go to the Demon Suppressing Pagoda to collect his soul, so as not to reveal any abnormal phenomena.

Put away the array and walk out of the quiet room.

On the long table in the side hall, there are several sealed bamboo tubes.

Yu Mengmeng, who was drawing a talisman with a talisman pen in her hand, raised her head, and the talisman paper at the tip of the pen turned into fly ash.

She got up in a panic, a little at a loss: "Mr. Zhang, I, I'm just curious about Fu Dao..."

Zhang Li approached and looked at the long case where there were two drawn talismans.

The very simple Qingshui talisman is even simpler than the Qingfeng talisman Zhang Li drew for the first time.

But this is also a successful talisman.

What's more, Yu Mengmeng is not a cultivator of immortality, and he doesn't have aura and true energy.

She has a lot of evil spirit.

With a gesture, a talisman fell into the palm.

Yu Mengmeng looked up nervously.

In Zhang Li's eyes, this talisman is worse than the one he successfully drew for the first time.

It's just that the lines are neat, and the strength of the brush and ink is even.

The power of the true essence at the fingertips was stimulated, and the talisman was shaken, and it instantly turned into a ball of water the size of a fist.

The water polo spun a few times before collapsing and turning into a cloud of silk rain.

Not to mention, the rain is cool and cool, and there seems to be a faint aura in it.

Reiki?

Zhang Li narrowed his eyes.

Draw talismans with demonic energy, and the obtained clear water talismans contain aura?
He looked up and looked around, his expression unchanged, but he had some guesses in his heart.

Is this the power of heaven in the mortal world?
It is rumored that the world of practice has collapsed, and the rules of the world of practice are made by the strong.

The so-called Dao practice in the world of practice is to comprehend the rules of operation of all kinds of forces between heaven and earth.

After arriving in the mundane world, Zhang Liben also thought that the same was true in this world, where the strong are respected and the rules are fists.

But since the last time he wished to strengthen his body, condensed his merits and virtues, and cultivated the divine art, he felt more and more that the mortal world seemed to have the power of heaven.

"You have some talent in talismans. If you are interested, you can learn to draw a few talismans every day." Zhang Li finally said.

These words made Yu Mengmeng stunned for a moment, and then her face was full of surprise.

"I, do I want to worship Mr. Zhang as my teacher?" She looked at Zhang Li.

Zhang Li shook his head, raised his hand to pick up those bamboo tubes.

"Fulu is not my specialty. If Brother Zhu returns, you can ask him for advice. If—"

After a pause, he didn't say anything more.

He also didn't know what was going on with Zhu Yunshan.

Yu Mengmeng was slightly disappointed and lowered her head.

Zhang Li opened the bamboo tube and unfolded the scroll inside.

The Yongzhou anti-insurgency army lasted until the first batch of food and grass arrived, and the army was greatly boosted.

The court's disposition on Chen Jin and other officials was also sent, and the people in the city shouted long live, and the morale of the army and the people were stable.

It's just that Xuzhou Mansion seems to be unsafe. Zheng Wei, the prefect of Xuzhou Mansion, has not made any moves recently.

This is very abnormal.

King Wu's army is temporarily stationed in Yongzhou, but the imperial envoy Su Ming has already gone to the southeast to inspect the sixteen prefectures.

Liu Yue escorted Zhu Yunshan, and the ship that escorted several leaders of the rebel army to Beijing also arrived at Daming Mansion.

Outside of Xuzhou, the border of Chu State has changed.

Fishermen on the Yuncang River once saw Chu's warship rushing into Zhao's waters going backwards.

The two countries of Chu and Zhao were originally allies and fought against Qin and Wei together, but now Zhao Guoyou is marrying Wei Guo, which coincides with Zhao Guo's upcoming throne change.

It's strange that Chu Guohui sits idly by.

Maybe Chu State will not seriously attack, but the posture must be sufficient, and the benefits must be taken.

Sure enough, in the following messages, there was a sign that the food merchants in Chu State tightened their supply, and that Luojing's side was short of food.

"There is not one Qi refiner in Luojing, the imperial capital, there are at least ten."

"Among them, the strong ones seem to have connections with the royal family and settled in the royal family's manor outside the city."

"Someone saw a suspected qi refiner stepping on the Jinyu boat."

In the last two messages, Chu Yuanding and Qing Xun both targeted the Qi Refiner.

People in Yuanwutang were killed by Qi refiners, and some disciples in Jingyuanguan also died and were directly provoked.

The two of them set their targets on the Qi refiners, because they meant to make use of their strength.

Zhang Li read all the scrolls and then burned them up.

He turned and walked outside.

"Mr. Zhang, are you going to the Demon Town Tower?" Yu Mengmeng suddenly said.

Zhang Li turned to look at her.

Yu Mengmeng lowered her head, holding a piece of pastry on the small case beside her.

"I beg Mr. Zhang to help me bring this pastry to Qingyue and Auntie."

"This is Qingyue's favorite Yongzhou sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Zhang Li glanced at the pastry.

Yu Mengmeng blushed, and said in a low voice: "I used to eat my aunt's cooking when I was young, but Qingyue made it for me in the past. I'm not very good at cooking..."

This is not very good?
This is absolutely not right?
With a wave of Zhang Li's hand, those pastries were stored in a storage bag.

Seeing him go straight away, Yu Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Li went to the Zhenyao Pagoda, but he didn't see Yuanhe Taoist.

He stepped into the basement floor of the Town Demon Tower, and his eyes fell on the figure sitting upright in the thatched pavilion.

Yuanhe Taoist.

At this time, Yuanhe Daoist's body was surging with energy and blood, condensing into a series of illusory phantoms of Zhang Xu.

On his body, the green light of true energy intertwined with the gangsha caused by the true energy.

"What am I asking for..."

Whispering in his mouth, a faint blood color appeared on Yuanhe Taoist's forehead.

There was blood in his eyes.

Among the seven orifices, there is blood.

The body trembled slightly.

After two days in the basement of the Demon Town Tower, he had reached his limit.

If he doesn't break through, his body will collapse and die.

"Longevity?"

"It's too far away, there has never been a real immortal in the mortal world."

"Protect Jingyuan View?"

"Jingyuan Temple has its own inheritance, and it does not rely on the efforts and sacrifices of a certain person."

……

Asking themselves one by one made Yuanhe Taoist's expression change.

Only then did he realize that he did not know why he practiced.

In my mind, the process of practicing for more than a hundred years is constantly unfolding and going back.

It seemed that this was the last time he saw these scenes.

If he can't break through, these are his last memories.

When everything was frozen in a certain scene, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Look, Qingyang is the real seed of cultivation."

"You are practicing at the same time. He has reached the late stage of form training, and none of you are half as powerful as him."

"In the future, Qingyang will definitely be the master of Jingyuan Temple and inherit the mantle of this master."

An old man with a white beard held a bamboo branch in his hand and waved it around. Dozens of children aged seven or eight were practicing with all their strength.

The child standing beside the old man seemed to be emitting light.

"My Yuan He's obsession has always been, to become an existence that surpasses senior brother." Dao Yuan He whispered in his mouth, and the breath on his body suddenly changed.

In the underground space of the Town Demon Tower, a gust of wind turned into a vortex.

(End of this chapter)