Chapter 102: Holy Land Jiuxiao Palace (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket)

In the Qingshan sect.

A group of people surrounded Fang Mengyu, Song Wenqin and You Bifang.

"Little thief, hand over the token of your master quickly and I will spare your life."

"Mr. Song, this matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to get involved."

"Junior Sister You, don't be fooled by this little thief."

The disciples of Qingshan Sect were talking at once, and finally, the new leader Zong Haoran walked out and made them quiet down.

Zong Haoran looked at Fang Mengyu who was surrounded in the middle, with a smug look in his eyes. He said righteously, "This little thief stole my master's token and intended to impersonate the master's disciple. His crime is unforgivable and he must be killed on the spot."

After a pause, he continued, "Mr. Song and Senior Sister You were deceived by this little thief. It's understandable. Don't blame them. Don't hurt their lives."

Fang Mengyu glared at the arrogant Zong Haoran. He had been injured all the way here, and there was blood on his body. "Zong Haoran, you said you are the master's disciple, do you dare to compete with me alone to see who has inherited the master's true teachings!"

You Bifang also said anxiously, "My fellow brothers, uncles and elders, you just saw that he used the most authentic Qingshan swordsmanship. He must be my grandfather's disciple. We can only know who is more authentic after a competition."

Fang Mengyu said loudly, "You keep saying that I stole this token, then how do you explain my sword skills? Did I also learn it by stealing?"

After hearing this, some disciples couldn't help but whisper to each other.

Zong Haoran knew that this was a flaw, but he had already thought of a countermeasure. He shouted, "Don't try to quibble. Your true energy is not from our Qingshan Sect. Who knows where you stole the sword technique from?"

This is Fang Mengyu’s biggest problem. He is not practicing the Qingshan Sect’s martial arts, so naturally he cannot gain the trust of the people in the Qingshan Sect.

This time, each of them has their own reasons.

During the stalemate, Elder Hong appeared and said decisively, "First, capture this little thief and take back the Sect Leader's token."

He had a very high prestige in the sect, and once he spoke, the Qingshan Sect disciples present were ready to take action immediately.

Fang Mengyu was furious when he saw these people were so confused. Since the people of Qingshan Sect didn't know what was good for them, don't blame him.

He was using that extremely lethal move to carve out a bloody path.

"Wait!"

Suddenly a loud shout was heard, followed by a figure falling from the sky.

The disciples of Qingshan Sect who were present immediately stopped and saluted respectfully, "Greetings, Elder Wuxin."

Even Elder Hong had to bow, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The person who came was none other than Taoist nun Wuxin. She was his senior sister, with an extreme personality. Once she made up her mind, even ten oxen could not change her mind.

So, at the beginning, he went to her to flatter her and asked her to take action to capture those who broke into Qingshan Sect.

As long as this senior sister stands on his side, the other party will never have a chance to turn the tables.

However, her sudden appearance at this time might not be a good thing.

Taoist nun Wuxin glanced at Zong Haoran and Fang Mengyu, and had a rough idea in her mind. She said, "His suggestion just now is very good. If you two fight alone, it will be clear who has the true teachings of my Qingshan Sect. Everyone else, step back."

At her command, no one dared to disobey and stepped aside.

Elder Hong stood up and said, "Senior Sister, our nephew is only at the Gang Yuan Realm. It's not fair to let them fight alone."

Taoist Wuxin glanced at him coldly, "Are you questioning me?"

Elder Hong felt a tingling sensation in his head and lowered his head, "I dare not."

"Boy, what I want to see is your swordsmanship. You can't use your skills to suppress others."

Fang Mengyu responded, "No problem."

He walked forward and looked at Zong Haoran with angry eyes.

Ever since he joined Qingshan Sect, the people from Qingshan Sect have been shouting and calling him a little thief. He felt so angry.

And all this was caused by this bastard.

Now, I can finally vent my anger.

He shouted, "Draw your sword."

Zong Haoran on the opposite side felt as if a disaster was about to happen. He knew that he was no match for Fang Mengyu. He looked to Elder Hong for help, but got no response. He could only bite the bullet and draw his sword.

"Look at the sword."

Fang Mengyu attacked first, and his sword was so powerful that he could only barely defend himself.

As soon as the two started fighting, the winner was immediately apparent.

After more than ten moves, Fang Mengyu changed the momentum of his sword and used his last few killing moves, which made Zong Haoran flustered and unable to resist at all.

At this moment, everyone realized that what Fang Mengyu was using was the secret sword technique that only the leader of the Qingshan Sect could learn, the Wanhe Sword Technique.

Taoist nun Wuxin shouted, "No need to compete. This person pretended to be the leader of our Qingshan Sect. He deserves death."

Zong Haoran was so frightened that his heart and courage broke, "Elder Hong, save me——"

Before he could finish his words, he saw Elder Hong raising his hand and a sword intent shot out at him. He felt a chill in his throat and died with his eyes open.

Elder Hong said with a look of self-blame, "I didn't know how to judge people, and was deceived by this villain. I almost made a big mistake. I hope Senior Sister will punish me."

Nun Wuxin said, "Never mind, it was an unintentional mistake. However, you don't have to worry about the affairs of this sect anymore, just focus on practicing. From now on, these chores will be left to Junior Brother Wu."

"Yes."

Elder Hong responded, feeling bitter.

Nun Wuxin pointed at Fang Mengyu and the others and said, "You guys, follow me."

……

Deep in the cave.

Gu Mingchuan looked at the sword and the body nailed to the wall, then turned to ask Wang Xining, "Do you know the origins of this sword and the body?"

Among the three, she is the only one who knows the world of martial arts best.

Wang Xining said, "This corpse should be the Wanyu Demon Lord of the Xuanming Sect. Five hundred years ago, Wanyu Demon Lord was seriously injured by Emperor Shang and was eventually killed by the Golden Spear God in Qingshan. As for the origin of this sword, I don't know." Ruan Qingqing finally calmed down a little at this time, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know, the Taoist just said that this is the Shenxiao Sword. It is the sword left by the founder of the Qingshan Sect."

Wang Xining was surprised and asked, "It's the Divine Sword?"

"Do you know the origin of this sword?"

"Legend has it that there are five holy places in the world, one of which is the Jiuxiao Palace. Every once in a while, they send disciples to travel around the world. The magic weapon used by the Jiuxiao Palace's swordsman is the Shenxiao Sword. However, five hundred years ago, Emperor Shang conquered the five holy places, and since then, for a full five hundred years, no descendants of the holy places have traveled around the world."

After hearing this, Gu Mingchuan finally couldn't help but ask a question, "Is this Emperor Shang so powerful?"

He had heard so many stories about the last emperor of the previous dynasty that his ears were almost callused.

He was the one who destroyed the evil cults such as Changsheng Sect, Xuanming Sect, and Tiansha Palace.

He also suppressed all the major aristocratic families and sects.

As a result, even the five major holy places disappeared after he conquered them.

Isn't this too strong?
Wang Xining said, "My grandfather once said that this Emperor Shang is the person who is closest to the realm of immortality in the past thousand years."

Gu Mingchuan said, "I read in history books that Emperor Shang committed many evil deeds and was eventually punished by heaven and died suddenly. How did he die?"

Wang Xining shook his head and said, "This is a mystery. Some people say that he angered the heavens, and some banished immortals came down to earth and killed him. Others say that the strong men from the five major holy places and the seven major clans came out together to surround and kill him. Some also say that it was the Demon Emperor believed in by the Changsheng Sect and the Xuanming Sect who took action. In short, in that battle, the land of Yingzhou sank, the Emperor Shang died, and the vision of heaven and earth mourning together appeared more than a dozen times, which means that more than a dozen land immortals died."

"Since then, no True Immortal of the Feathered Realm has appeared in the world. My grandfather said that because of that battle, the laws of heaven and earth were incomplete, and strong people above the Fate Palace Realm dared not appear in the world at will."

Gu Mingchuan felt a little yearning after hearing this. This was like fighting the whole world on one's own. He was definitely the protagonist of the last era.

Unfortunately, he was killed in the end.

Therefore, you cannot make too many enemies at the same time, otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, you may be drowned by the human wave tactics.

This Emperor Shang is a role model.

After Wang Xining finished speaking, he returned to the main topic, "The divine sword has a spirit. The Divine Sword follows the will of its previous owner and is here to suppress the evil thoughts of the Wanyu Demon Lord. If the evil thoughts are not completely eliminated, it will never stop. It may not be easy to save Sister Qing'er."

Gu Mingchuan looked at the Shenxiao Sword and could clearly feel the resonance between it and the sword intent in his spiritual consciousness.

He said, "I do have a way, but it requires some risk."

Wang Xining asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Wait for me to recover."

Gu Mingchuan flew back to the ground, sat cross-legged, and used his internal energy to recover the energy he had consumed.

Wang Xining and Ruan Qingqing didn't dare to disturb him. One watched from the air while the other ran to the door to stand guard and protect him.

……

Half an hour later.

Gu Mingchuan opened his eyes and had recovered to his best condition. As soon as he stood up, he heard Ruan Qingqing say, "Brother Abin, look, I found something."

He looked up and saw a drop of golden liquid on her palm. He blurted out, "Golden Marrow Jade Liquid? Where did you get it?"

Ruan Qingqing pointed at the Shenxiao Sword and said, "Just now, it dripped from the hilt. I guess this should be the Golden Marrow Jade Liquid."

Gu Mingchuan flew over and took the drop of golden liquid. He suddenly realized, "So, this is how the golden liquid is made."

The so-called golden marrow might actually be the bone marrow of a strong man.

He said happily, "That's great. I'll upgrade first, so I'll be more confident."

One drop of golden marrow and jade liquid is enough to open the divine treasure.

Gu Mingchuan suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Wang Xining, "It is said that a spiritual object is needed to open the divine treasure. Is there any way to open the spiritual object without using the spiritual object?"

Wang Xining said, "Of course there are. If there is a strong person above the Fate Palace Realm who is willing to give up a part of the origin and leave it to his successor, then the person who inherits this origin will not need to use spiritual objects, but can directly inherit the power in the origin and open the divine treasure."

"So, those forces that have strong people above the Fate Palace Realm in charge, such as holy places, royal families, aristocratic families, and famous sects, have endless geniuses. This is because of this."

Gu Mingchuan finally solved a mystery.

The demonic shadow that entered his consciousness turned out to be an original inheritance.

However, this way of inheritance is mostly problematic.

That demonic shadow had been trying to occupy his consciousness. It didn't seem like an inheritance, but more like a possession of his body.

It was not until the divine sword intent destroyed the demonic consciousness contained in the demonic shadow that the original power became his.

Gu Mingchuan said to her, "Stay away. There might be some minor problems later. Be careful."

"I see."

Wang Xining was not the kind of person who would fuss. She took the Shishui Sword handed to her and retreated to the stone cave they had been in.

……

Gu Mingchuan directly added 200 million points to the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art", maxed out the progress, and then took the drop of golden marrow jade liquid.

For a moment, he felt like his internal organs were burning.

This kind of pain was nothing to him. After opening the divine storage of his heart and lungs, his endurance became stronger and stronger.

This burning lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Finally, all the internal organs completed their evolution.

Gu Mingchuan also successfully entered the fourth level of Shenzang realm.

Next, he came in front of Ruan Qingqing, grasped the hilt of the Shenxiao Sword, and shouted, "Get up!"

This frightened Ruan Qingqing so much that she turned pale.

The method he mentioned was to just draw the sword?

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