The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 423
The orthodox conference ended again with Mount Qingcheng winning the first prize.

This grand gathering of Taoist sects in the world was originally just a small fight within the Taoist sect.

Powers in the Jianghu such as Tianxia Wushuangcheng, Tangmen, Leijiabao, Wenjia, a time-honored Lingnan brand, did not send anyone to watch the ceremony at all.

But this time the orthodox conference is different, because Qingcheng Mountain actually produced a 12-year-old Xiaoyaotianjing!

This makes Qingcheng Mountain's status in the martial arts world no longer limited to the Taoist sect, but extends to the whole world!

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Apocalypse City, Qin Tianjian

Although Qi Tianchen, the national teacher, has gray hair, but because he practiced Taoism since childhood, his demeanor is restrained, and he does not appear old at all.

At this moment, he was looking at the stars all over the sky with a serious face, only to see that when Yinghuoxing reached the heart of the 28 constellations, it stayed in the middle, not moving, and his expression became deep.

Behind him, Huang Kunlun, who is also one of the celestial masters of the Qin Tianjian, said worriedly: "Senior brother, be careful and guard your heart, this is a bad omen! We must tell His Majesty about this as soon as possible."

"More than that, we also need to find out who triggered the celestial phenomena in Yinghuo Shouxin." Another older Tianshi Tanze said.

There are thousands of astrology in this world, and even a celestial master can hardly exhaust them, but there is a kind of astrology that the emperor fears the most, and that is "Yinghuo Shouxin", which is known as the vision that accompanies the death of the emperor.

Those born in response to this destiny will surely be jealous of the emperor and be considered to have the terrible power to bring trouble to the world.

"The matter has come to this, the old Taoist can only go there in person." Qi Tianchen turned slowly and said.

"If His Majesty calls, how should we respond?" Huang Kunlun asked.

"I'll talk about it when the old man comes back." Qi Tianchen said lightly.

At this moment, a Taoist priest walked into the Qintian Prison and said: "Master of the State, Master Zhuoxin, the Master of the Palm Seal, is asking for an audience. He said that your Majesty has summoned the Master to enter the palace immediately!"

"Forget it, it seems that the old man must make this trip." Qi Tianchen shook his head and said.

……

On the night when Zhao Yuzhen won the Daotong Conference, he saw a vision in the sky and kept his heart.

Emperor Tai'an in Tianqi City couldn't sit still, and urgently recruited the national teacher Qi Tianchen into the palace to investigate the matter thoroughly.

In Tianqi City, the situation is surging.

Inside the Mingjian Villa, it was also very lively.

After tossing and tossing in the deep mountains for several days, Wang and his party finally arrived at Mingjian Villa, just in time for the Sword Trial Conference of Mingjian Villa, but when he reported himself, the disciple of Mingjian Villa who was in charge of welcoming guests looked at him with a strange expression. glanced at him.

Wang and his party entered directly without doubting his presence.As expected, he did not come to this sword trial meeting in vain.

Luo Cheng, the descendant of the Tianshan School's half-step sword, the young master of the Tianjian Sect, Song Chen, the descendant of the Shadow Sword Sect, and Song Yanhui, the natural sword embryo from Tianxia Wushuang City...

He even saw the most feared descendant of the Wen family, "poison you" warm pot of wine,

This master of poison use, who ranked among the top four on the list, did not come alone. He was accompanied by a handsome and unruly young man, but it seemed that he didn't know martial arts?
"Baili Dongjun in Gandong City, it's a pleasure to meet you!" the young man in Tsing Yi said.

"The eldest disciple of Lu Suzhen in Qingcheng Mountain, Wang and his party." Wang and his party returned the courtesy.

The two sat at the table next to each other and began to talk politely.

On the other hand, after hearing the name of Wang and his party, Warm Pot Jiu let out a little surprise, "You are a disciple of Mount Qingcheng, do you know Zhao Yuzhen?"

"Yuzhen is my junior brother, but he has never been down the mountain. How does Senior Wen know about him?" Wang Yixin asked curiously.

"It seems that you haven't shown your face in Jianghu for a while." Warming the pot of wine, "It's not just me who knows Zhao Yu's true self."

Wang and his entourage were a little curious, and were about to ask, but saw the swordsmith at Famous Sword Villa take out that one, which was refined from the most warm sword in the world of the Kunlun Sword Immortal in the past - Jiujiu Xuanyang Sword Vulcan sword.

Thinking of the younger brother who likes to eat peaches, Wang Xingxing turned around, jumped onto the stage, and at the same time broke the swords of more than ten people in a row with Taoist swordsmanship.

Then he said calmly: "The eldest disciple Wang and his party under the seat of Lu Suzhen in Xiaqingcheng Mountain, I want this sword!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone started talking.

"Is he also a disciple of Mount Qingcheng?"

"Then Zhao Yu is really his junior brother?"

"Zhao Yuzhen is so powerful, a 12-year-old Xiaoyaotianjing, his senior brother must be good."

……

Afterwards, Luo Cheng from the Tianshan School, Song Chen from the Shadow Sword Sect and several other young masters who had been famous for a long time jumped onto the stage one after another, saying that they wanted to learn the best tricks from Wang and his party.

Wang Xingzhang and the second monk couldn't figure it out, Shi Shi smiled wryly in his heart: "Junior Brother, what did you do?"

……

"Ah!"

On the Qingcheng Mountain not far away, Zhao Yuzhen meditated under the Baizhang Waterfall to enlighten himself.

But he sneezed inexplicably, and he wondered in his heart: "Strange? Could it be that Senior Brother Wang missed me."

Putting aside the strange thoughts in his heart, Zhao Yuzhen shook his head and began to study the seal formula in his hand.

Whenever the handprints are drawn, there will be bursts of lion roars.This is Zhao Yuzhen's spoils after winning the orthodox convention.

The supreme Taoist secret method passed down by Lu Suzhen, the Taiyi Lion Jue!

Seeing that Lu Yuan is just a beginner, the first time he performed it, there was the sound of a lion's roar, and at the tenth time, there was a phantom of a lion looming.

Zhao Yu really knew that he had entered the sect, and as long as he followed the steps in his practice, it would be a matter of course.

According to legend, Taoists have a god named Dongji Qinghua Emperor, and folks call it Taiyi Tianzun.There is a lion with nine heads under the seat of Tianzun, named Jiuling Yuansheng.

It is said that Taiyi Tianzun can turn the blood lake, the symbol of karma and hell karma, into a lotus pond, and the roar of the nine lions under his seat can open the gate of Jiuyou Hell, which is the deepest layer of hell.

The Taiyi Nine Lions Technique is the supreme Taoist secret method derived from this. It can summon the power of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng. If you succeed in learning in the future, you can summon the giant lion to come to the world. The Taoist method has almost reached the way of heaven.

If someone has been watching from the sidelines, they will find that Zhao Yuzhen's cultivation talent is really strong and outrageous.

It only took an hour to go from only being able to summon the sound of a lion's roar to manifesting a vague phantom of a lion.

"That's it, eat the peach!" Zhao Yuzhen waved his hand, and in the peach forest not far away, a large, round and plump peach fell from a branch and flew slowly towards his direction.

During this period, Daxiantao was still changing the flight trajectory, sometimes circled, and sometimes stopped suddenly. Obviously, this was also his exercise of the dragon's elephant power.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.

In the peach grove, thousands of white silk threads whizzed out like horses, sweeping towards Zhao Yuzhen's position.

"end!"

Zhao Yuzhen shouted loudly, and an invisible barrier manifested in front of him, protecting him.

It has to be said that the dragon's elephant power is indeed a panacea-like Taoism.

"Huh! Wow!"

Thousands of silk threads were blocked by Zhao Yuzhen's great dragon elephant force, so they didn't give up, but kept entwining around Zhao Yuzhen.

Among them, the soft and powerful force can be said to be old and strong, trying to surround Zhao Yuzhen.

(End of this chapter)