Chapter 301: Slashing the Dragon Qi, Overlord Enlightenment

Regarding Lu Fan, the royal family and nobles of the Peacock Kingdom did not know much. Perhaps, they had heard of a young master Lu in the Great Zhou.

However, no one has ever seen this mysterious being in person.

Therefore, they cursed Lu Fan angrily. Relying on their inner devotion to Buddha and the courage that Buddha gave them, they cursed and vented their inner emotions.

The young man in white didn't refute or say anything.

Just watch them quietly.

As they kept cursing, everyone fell silent.

The royal family and nobles of the Peacock Kingdom inexplicably felt a chill, as if an iceberg had descended and thrown them into the mountain, freezing them completely.

Under Lu Fan's gaze, these people felt as if a big hand had grasped their throats, making it extremely difficult for them to even speak.

"Am I a sinner? Are you qualified to say?"

Lu Fan said calmly.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the wheelchair armrests, and the "click" sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Mo Liuqi, Yi Yue and others looked on indifferently.

Xu Chu clenched his fists, his eyes full of excitement and admiration! This is Young Master Lu!

The world's number one cultivator! "The Buddha said... you will bring terrible disasters to this world! The world will be destroyed because of you!"

The king of the Maurya Kingdom is unyielding.

This middle-aged man with a shaved head seemed to be given great courage by the Buddha in his heart, or perhaps he roared to defend his inner beliefs.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, placed a finger on the wheelchair armrest, and gently pushed it.

The silver blade swept past.

Return in an instant.

The king of the Peacock Kingdom fell to his knees on the ground with a "click", the light in his pupils faded, and he lowered his head.

Blood trickled down from the neck.

In an instant, terrifying pressure enveloped the bodies and minds of everyone in the Peacock Kingdom.

Their inner faith in Buddha collapsed in an instant.

The sound of kneeling was endless.

Lu Fan was bored, so he turned his wheelchair and slowly walked towards the Peacock Country.

"Your name is Xu Chu, right?"

"Can you handle what happens next?"

Lu Fan asked.

Xu Chu's eyes narrowed, he clenched his fists and punched his bulging chest, "No problem!"

Lu Fan smiled.

The Thousand Blade Chair slowly passed by. Lu Fan raised his hand and patted Xu Chu's belly. Then, his figure disappeared in the yellow sand.

Mo Liuqi looked at Lu Fan's disappearing figure and took a deep breath.

Yi Yue had mixed emotions.

She clenched her fists. Next, she was going to try harder.

Ding Jiudeng's eyes narrowed and his whole body was shaking slightly.

He wanted to say...all the faults were his, he was the sinner.

But……

The royal family and nobles of the Peacock Kingdom ignored him and continued to curse Lu Fan.

Can these people scold Young Master Lu?

Ding Jiudeng's eyes were dazed.

Xu Chu walked over. He recognized Ding Jiudeng and had admired him quite a lot. But at this moment, Xu Chu was a little disappointed with Ding Jiudeng.

For whatever reason.

Ding Jiudeng was involved with the Hu people from the Peacock Kingdom, which made him very unhappy.

"No matter what your reasons are... getting involved with foreign races is a shame for Xiliang!"

Xu Chudao raised his hand, pointed at the people of Peacock Country, and said, "Are you sympathizing with them?"

"When these people attacked Xiliang, captured cities, looted land, burned, killed, and plundered... who sympathized with the civilians who were caught in the fire and water?"

"Why did those little monks in your temple become orphans and be sold to the Peacock Kingdom as slaves? It's because their parents died on the battlefield fighting against the Peacock Kingdom's soldiers!"

Xu Chu spoke louder and louder, and became more and more angry.

Xu Chu was also full of resentment towards the Peacock Kingdom, because his relatives also died on the battlefield and their enemies were the Hu people from the Peacock Kingdom.

Ding Jiudeng fell to the ground, not knowing what to say.

"Practice... you are practicing on a dog."

Xu Chu had a straightforward temper and cursed angrily.

After that, he no longer paid attention to Ding Jiudeng.

Step by step, he walked towards the royal family and nobles of the Maurya Kingdom.

He took off the two large iron balls with thorns on their backs.

Whoosh.

The big iron ball was swung by the chain and began to rotate like a windmill.

Xu Chu had a sturdy body and surging spiritual energy, and he moved forward step by step, just like that.

The blood dyed the yellow sand red.

Ding Jiudeng stared in a daze.

Mo Liuqi and Yi Yue looked calm and indifferent, with no fluctuations in their hearts.

The royal family and nobles of the Maurya Kingdom died tragically.

Three days later.

Xu Chu, who returned to Xiliang, led the Xiliang cavalry and came in droves.

The Peacock Kingdom, where all the royal family and nobles were killed, was unable to form any barrier to resist the Xiliang army.

The Peacock Kingdom was destroyed.

…

Lu Fan didn't pay much attention to these things.

With the entire Xiliang standing behind Xu Chu, there should be no problem in solving this problem.

Lu Fan returned to Beiluo City.

Exit from the Dragon Gate and return to the island in the middle of the lake.

The island in the middle of the lake is as quiet as ever.

Lu Fan returned to the second floor of the Baiyujing Pavilion, sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, and immersed his mind in the preaching platform.

He began to study the formation that was replicated on the pagoda.

Because, after a preliminary observation, Lu Fan discovered that this formation actually involved space.

The Eight Dragon Gates do have some spatial factors that can shorten the distance between places, but they are not quite the same as the space in this formation.

Lu Fan constructed one strange rune after another. The runes stacked and floated, and soon, a formation was formed in the void.

The formation is in the shape of a huge roulette wheel, with runes stacked continuously inside.

Lu Fan floated, watching the roulette wheel, squinted his eyes, and stepped into it.

Boom! A huge suction force suddenly pulled Lu Fan.

The next moment, the scene in front of him changed, and Lu Fan felt as if he was lost in endless space.

When the formation lost enough energy and stopped rotating.

Lu Fan was thrown out by the formation and returned.

"Some of the spatial elements of this pagoda are missing, and it is impossible to form a teleportation array. Once activated, it will be pulled into the endless void... I don't know the destination, I don't know where."

Lu Fan sat cross-legged on the Bagua formation platform, thinking.

However, Lu Fan was not discouraged, and he spent the following days studying this space formation.

In addition to studying the space formation, Lu Fan would also leave the preaching platform on time to bring out the Demon Lord's clone and play chess together.

During the game, speed up the conversion of the generated spiritual energy.

My cultivation is improving steadily.

…

The Overlord sat in front of the Taoist stele for a month.

The spiritual energy in the body's hidden state circulates, tapping into the secrets of the human body. One has become able to survive without food or drink. The energy brought by the spiritual energy alone is enough to maintain normal life functioning.

The fasting mentioned in the cultivation of immortals is exactly based on this principle.

However, the situation in the Nine Hells Secret Realm has undergone tremendous changes.

As the geniuses of the Tianyuan Domain stepped into the Nine Hells Secret Realm, the practitioners from the major families who were originally outside felt an inexplicable pressure.

The feeling is most obvious for practitioners in the secret realm.

Because they found a lot of unfamiliar names on the tombstones of the Village of the Dead.

The owners of these names progressed so quickly that it shocked many people.

At the beginning, Kong Nanfei and Nie Zhangqing were still able to occupy the top two.

However, as time goes by.

The rankings of Wuhuang's local practitioners began to be surpassed continuously.

Ning Zhao, who was originally ranked third, seemed to have his name pulled and kept falling down.

Even fell to eighth.

"Wind First Floor (Tianyuan), progress: one hundred and ninety."

"Xiao Yue'er (Tianyuan), progress: one hundred and ninety."

"Zhong Nan (Tian Yuan), progress: one hundred and ninety."

Ning Zhao, bathing in the Rebirth Pool in the Village of the Dead, looked at the names on the stone tablet that surpassed her rank one by one, and her long eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"The Nine Hells Secret Realm is extremely difficult for those at the Ti Zang level. Even Jing Yue, who is at the peak of Ti Zang, can only reach 180. To reach 190, one must be at the Jindan Tiansuo level. Are these people... all at the Jindan Tiansuo level?"

Ning Zhao whispered.

The energy of the blue spirit crystals was exhausted and they began to shatter.

Crash.

The water in the Pond of Rebirth was churning.

Ning Zhao wrapped herself in a white dress and walked out slowly.

She took out a red spirit crystal.

After hesitating for a long time, he crushed it.

This was not the first time Ning Zhao had crushed the red spirit crystal. He had tried it many times before. However, except for opening a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill, all the other times he got were blue spirit crystals.

"Um?"

However, this time when he crushed the red spirit crystal, Ning Zhao's eyes couldn't help but light up.

She discovered...

This time it shipped.

There was no longer the aura of blue spirit crystal in the ball of light.

What is it? Ning Zhao suddenly became curious and took out the object in the ball of light. It was a scroll of bamboo slips.

This made Ning Zhao feel a little disappointed.

I thought it was the qualification to comprehend the Dao Monument, but now it seems that that thing is difficult to obtain.

When he unfolded the bamboo slips, he found that they recorded an attacking technique.

"Xuan-level low-grade attacking skill: Ice Heart Moon Slash."

Ning Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw this.

She had heard from the young master that both cultivation methods and offensive skills were divided into grades, according to the divisions of heaven, earth and darkness.

To sum up, Ning Zhao's previous fighting skills were only at the yellow level.

And this time, a mysterious level attacking skill was revealed!

In the following time, Ning Zhao began to practice this offensive skill wholeheartedly.

The undead city at the first prison gate, Qinguang City.

Kong Nanfei tried the soul shock again but failed, and withdrew in sweat.

He looked at the stone tablet in the city, only to find that there were many more names chasing after him.

"Who are these people...?"

Kong Nanfei stared.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Those who can reach this step are at least at the Jindan realm. In other words, why are there so many Jindan realm practitioners in the secret realm?

However, when Nie Zhangqing looked at those familiar names, he felt a sense of fighting.

"They...are here as expected."

Nie Zhangqing's eyes flickered.

He saw Feng Yilou. This extremely powerful genius from Wudi City made him feel extremely pressured.

When Du Longyang and others appeared, Nie Zhangqing guessed that these geniuses might also appear. However, the fact was not beyond his expectations.

Nie Zhangqing took a deep breath and attacked Qin Guangcheng's soul again.

…

The Overlord stared at the stele.

As time passed, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat and his eyes were filled with blood.

He looked a little creepy.

Many people looked at the figure of Overlord sitting under the Taoist stele, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

Liu Yuanhao was very satisfied. It was just right that the Overlord could not comprehend the meaning of Tao.

Although Liu Yuanhao had only comprehended the sixth level of Taoism, he also discovered that Taoism could greatly enhance his strength.

At least, his fighting ability is much stronger now than before, and he is confident of defeating the Overlord.

Liu Yuanhao hoped that the Overlord would never be able to comprehend the meaning of Taoism.

The news that Overlord could not understand the meaning of Tao spread.

Imperial capital.

After hearing the news, Luo Mingsang's pretty face showed a hint of worry.

She paced in the palace, looking at the clouds rolling by outside. After a long time, she let out a long sigh.

He ordered people to prepare a carriage, and Luo Mingsang got on it and headed for Wolong Ridge.

Luo Mingsang has a very deep memory of Wolong Ridge.

She still remembered the scene of that man facing off against a vast army and killing people until the blood flowed like a river.

He used to be full of vigor and vitality.

But now, he is blocked. He should have become the brightest star in the era of practitioners, but now his light is dim and seems to be falling.

Looking at the scenes passing by outside the car, Luo Mingsang was filled with mixed emotions.

She knew that Overlord had a knot in his heart.

That knot in the heart is both a promise and a shackle.

The secret place of Wolong Ridge.

When Luo Mingsang's carriage appeared, it attracted a lot of people's attention.

Many family heads knew Luo Mingsang, and his face looked a little strange.

They all knew the relationship between Luo Mingsang and Overlord, and they also understood that Luo Mingsang was just a hidden pawn planted by Master Kong Xiu next to Overlord.

No one laughed at the Overlord.

After all, even a hero can be tempted by beautiful women.

However, it is a real fact that Overlord’s cultivation level is blocking the way.

Just like now, the Overlord has been sitting in front of the Taoist monument for a month, but there is still no movement.

Everyone else had realized the meaning of the Dao, and even Mo Tianyu, who didn't have the qualifications to bid for the Dao Monument, had realized the fourth level of the Dao! Many people felt that the Overlord had gradually become like everyone else during his time as a cultivator.

Luo Mingsang walked down from the carriage, lifting her skirt.

She ignored the looks from people around her.

Standing and looking.

Looking at the Overlord sitting under the Taoist stele.

That lonely and powerless figure.

"Your Majesty."

Luo Mingsang spoke.

The sound is not loud.

However, the Overlord who was sitting under the Taoist stele trembled and slowly opened his eyes.

There was reluctance and fatigue in his bloodshot eyes.

He turned around and saw a pretty face, a pretty face that he had not dared to face for a long time.

"Ming Sang."

The Overlord's eyes looked a little dazed.

Luo Mingsang smiled: "Your Majesty, you are finally willing to face Mingsang."

The Overlord fell silent.

suddenly.

Luo Mingsang took a step forward.

She stepped into the coercive area of ​​the first prison gate, and a huge amount of pressure suddenly fell on Luo Mingsang.

Luo Mingsang groaned and his face turned pale.

After all, she is not a powerful practitioner.

"What are you doing?! Get out!"

The Overlord suddenly shouted angrily.

Luo Mingsang smiled and continued walking: "Your Majesty, do you still remember this place..."

"At that time, I felt an unprecedented sense of security when I saw you fighting against thousands of troops alone. In fact, Ming Sang has always understood that the king hopes to pursue cultivation, not to dominate the world."

Luo Mingsang continued to move forward. The enormous pressure caused blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.

If she keeps going, she might suffer from internal organ dislocation...

She didn't continue talking, and many images appeared in her eyes.

The Overlord in the picture is carrying a halberd on his back, looking down upon the world.

Under the Taoist stele, the Overlord had bloodshot eyes and an anxious look on his face.

"Your Majesty, follow your heart..."

Luo Mingsang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up shakily, and said seriously.

The voice was very low.

However, it was like thunder exploding in the Overlord's ears.

Follow your heart? In an instant, the Overlord's entire life began to emerge before his eyes.

In the warrior era, he was gifted with extraordinary talents, the youngest grandmaster in the world, and had unrivaled combat power.

When he was a cultivator, he walked on the waves, entered Beiluo, and asked for the way to Baiyujing.

He chased after the Qi Dan, he rushed into the body with anger...

He is constantly seeking on the path of cultivation.

Although, every breakthrough he made was extremely difficult, he suffered countless beatings, and was covered in bruises every time he pursued cultivation.

However, he enjoys it very much.

Perhaps, that was his true intention.

The dragon energy is surging.

The Overlord laughed.

This dragon energy is a symbol of power, but to him, it is a shackle and constraint.

His concern is not only about facing Luo Mingsang, but also about the choice of dragon energy.

The dragon energy was like a thick fog, covering his heart that was pursuing spiritual practice.

Luo Mingsang's words were like a knife, splitting the thick fog that shrouded his heart and breaking the shackles brought by his heart knot.

The corners of the Overlord's bearded mouth turned up slightly.

His eyes gradually became firm.

Luo Mingsang did not move forward. She could not walk any further...

Two soldiers from the Xiang family rushed into the pressure range of the first prison gate and took Luo Mingsang out.

Overlord looked at Luo Mingsang deeply.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Roar! Golden dragon energy rose from behind him.

The Overlord, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, had bright eyes and laughed loudly, with black demonic energy rising and surging.

The golden dragon roared, as if it was roaring at the Overlord.

"The imperial dragon energy..."

But the Overlord laughed.

Ever since he obtained the imperial dragon energy, the Overlord has felt tremendous pressure, because the dragon energy symbolizes power, but also symbolizes responsibility.

At first, the imperial dragon energy helped his fighting ability a little, but as time passed, the Overlord found that the imperial dragon energy made it easy for him to rule the world, but... in terms of cultivation, the dragon energy was like a thick fog that covered his way forward.

It makes him confused and unable to find direction.

The Overlord raised his hand, and the demonic energy condensed and turned into a black axe.

Today, he is no longer struggling, he wants to make a decision.

Cut down fiercely.

Cut off the dragon energy with one axe!

Open to outsiders.

The golden dragon energy of the Overlord who was sitting cross-legged on the futon began to escape from his body...

Finally, it disappeared completely.

The dragon energy rose into the sky and transformed into a golden dragon that spanned the sky and earth before disappearing.

Before the monument.

Overlord sat cross-legged, his body and mind becoming extremely relaxed.

The majestic demonic energy continued to surge, and his aura continued to grow stronger and stronger...

The spine rumbles and the qi and blood surge.

Boom! Overlord's eyes suddenly became sharp as he stared at the Dao Monument. His heart was like thunder and surging waves.

The soul seemed to tremble slightly.

His Dao...I have realized it! (End of this chapter)