Chapter 481 "Congratulations to Your Majesty, for turning bad times into good times and advancing to the Heavenly Realm!" (Double monthly votes requested)
Under the gloomy sky, Taizu's magic weapon, covered with brilliant light, seemed to have a spirit. It circled around Zhao Duan excitedly and delivered itself into his hands.
"Tai'a Sword!"
Outside the barrier, everyone who worked together to open the passage had a solemn expression.
He became more and more convinced that the empress in the courtyard was most likely in a critical stage, otherwise she would not have lent the sword to Zhao Duan for the second time.
The young monk Tianhai narrowed his three eyes, but he was not afraid. He just stared at the magic weapon and said mockingly:
"You're just seeking fame and reputation. I heard you once defeated a Qingshan disciple, and I thought you'd made some progress. But now it seems you still don't dare to fight me openly."
No... Are you okay? You guys are besieging me, so it's wrong for me to use a powerful weapon. Besides, isn't the Six Paths Stick in your hand of extraordinary origin? Zhao Duan rolled his eyes, his eyes contemptuous:
"childish."
When it comes to life and death, if you don't use your magic weapon, you have a problem with your brain.
The young monk Tianhai shook his head and said:
"Do you think you can defeat me with weapons this time?"
When everyone learned that the Empress and Zhao Duan were together, they knew of the existence of the Taia Sword. However, Tianhai still dared to charge forward because he had the confidence.
In the arena in the past, Zhao Duan, who had just entered the divine realm, severely damaged Tianhai. This was due to the magic power contained in the divine sword, and also because Tianhai was not strong enough at that time.
But now, it’s very different.
After the empress was enthroned, she fled all the way. The Taia Sword had been used too many times and the magic power inside had long been exhausted. In other words, if Zhao Duan wanted to drive the sword, he could only consume his own internal strength.
This is one difference.
In addition, after Tianhai entered the world, his defense increased greatly. Although the magic weapon is powerful, if only Zhao Duan uses it, the threat to him will be greatly reduced.
These are the two differences.
Moreover, he had fought hard with Jin Jian and underestimated Zhao Duan, so he was careless; now his magic power is full and he is extremely vigilant.
These are the three differences.
"Today, I will make you understand that practicing cultivation is like understanding the universe, while relying on external things is ultimately inferior." The young monk Tianhai took a step forward calmly.
"Buzz!"
Needle-like Buddha light emanated from every pore of his body, illuminating behind him.
The Buddhist scriptures say that the great venerable can illuminate the heavens with the Buddha's light and present all phenomena in the world.
Suddenly, there was a Buddha's light like a peacock spreading its tail.
A completely black statue with golden ornaments hanging on its head, neck, and wrists. The angry and ferocious "god's image" is lifelike, "walking" out of the Buddhist Pure Land, sitting cross-legged in a correct posture of meditation.
In his left and right hands, he held a sword and a whip respectively, both of which were red copper in color, ancient and mysterious.
"Acala." Information related to the inheritance of Shenlong Temple emerged in Zhao Duan's mind.
Under the seat of the World Honored One, there are many Buddhas, and the Buddha has all kinds of appearances. This is one of them.
"After reaching the World Realm, all major lineages can summon their main deity to bless them... Is this the biggest change..."
"The Martial God inheritance created by Old Xu also follows this line of thought. Because there are no Martial Gods in the world, the murals of the Six Chapters Sutra depict the martial arts masters of the world, which is the path of becoming a god."
Zhao Duan suddenly understood.
At this time, you will see the Dark King walk out, stand in the air, and then slowly sink, and the huge image of the god will merge into the body of the young monk Tianhai.
In an instant, illusory flames spewed out of Tianhai's body. The blue-green flames quickly spread throughout his body, and his skin turned into an indigo-black color.
The golden bell shield around the body also shrank inside the body.
The so-called immovable as a mountain, whose mind and body have greatly enhanced defense, can withstand the Taia sword energy.
What is even more magical is that the two arms of the Dharma image have never disappeared, as if they were grafted onto the back of Tianhai Ridge.
Tian Hai, who had four arms, opened his eyes vertically on his forehead, holding a six-way stick in one hand, looking down from above:
“Take action!”
Idiot... The group of people outside the barrier cursed in their hearts. How could they remind the other party to take action?
We should take action first!
Zhao Duan pondered for a moment and was inspired.
His advancement was too short, and all his energy in the past few days was devoted to Zhenbao. He had no time to grasp the changes in the new realm, let alone learn new techniques and martial arts.
"I remember that Tang Jinzhong also integrated the visualized gods into himself..." Zhao Duan's mind moved.
Behind him, illusory silk threads appeared out of thin air, stretching upwards. As the air twisted, Pei Niannu's figure appeared as if being painted bit by bit by a court painter.
A bright red wedding dress, a dark gold mask, embroidered shoes, and a golden scale!
"This is……"
Outside the barrier, the besiegers were stunned. Those with shallow cultivation could only vaguely see a few threads and could not see the sorceress's appearance clearly.
But people like the head monk of the Discipline Hall could see through it and their face changed:
"Pei... the greatest sorceress of six hundred years ago... she actually entered the Martial God Diagram. Shouldn't she be..."
The great monk seemed to know some forgotten secret and was stunned.
At this time, Pei Niannu glanced at Zhao Duan, sighed softly, and under the guidance of the latter's thoughts, walked into his body step by step.
The two are combined into one.
In an instant, a shocking scene occurred:
The blue shirt on Zhao Duan's body suddenly turned into a deep red, as if stained with blood.
His hair crown fell off, and his black hair was scattered messily behind his head. On his cheeks, dark golden flame patterns suddenly appeared on the left and right sides. His left eye turned into a strange pure silver color, and was replaced by Pei Niannu's "Dharma Eye", while his right eye was still clear.
"Senior...you're coming in?"
Zhao Duan was surprised to find that some strange changes had occurred in his left eye.
It seemed as if there was another will in his body, but it was subject to his own will.
If you look closely, you will find that deep in the silver pupil of his left eye, there is a tiny shadow of Pei Niannu floating.
"Stop... talking nonsense... kill... these... monks..."
Pei Niannu's intermittent voice sounded in his heart.
At this moment, Zhao Duan clearly realized that the former had a strong hatred for the monk in front of him.
"Tianhai, hurry up! Don't delay any longer!"
At this time, seeing the change in Zhao Duan, the head of the discipline shouted loudly!
"Shut up! Shut up!" Tianhai turned his head and cursed the chief fiercely. It seemed that the violence in his heart was magnified. He turned back and took another step forward.
Without hesitation, the six sticks in his hands rushed straight towards Zhao Duan!
It seemed like it was going to poke a hole in him!
Zhao Duan, with black hair, red clothes and silver eyes, came back to his senses. Without dodging, he handed over the Taia sword in his hand in the same way.
The tip of the sword accurately touched the front end of the six-path stick.
"boom!!!!"
The table between the two of them cracked, shattered into pieces, and turned into powder.
With the collision of the two weapons as the center, a circle of smoke and dust visible to the naked eye spread out from under their feet, followed by a second circle, a third circle... The ground was like a quagmire, with ripples spreading out.
The violent energy and magic power collided, almost annihilating the air in the surrounding area.
Everyone only felt a brief ringing in their ears. Those with weaker cultivation subconsciously stepped back, covered their ears with their hands, and their faces turned pale.
Tianhai's face changed slightly. With his profound accumulation, although he was at the beginner level in the world, his magic power was as strong as that of the middle level.
As expected, suppressing Zhao Duan, who had just broken through a few days ago, should have been a piece of cake.
But in this power confrontation, not only did he not gain any advantage, the energy fed back from the six sticks even caused a string of sparks to fly off his body!
If he hadn't been possessed by the Mingwang, his physical body would have been injured with just this one blow!
"Middle-grade in the world? How is that possible?!"
Tianhai's three pupils narrowed at the same time, and he had an incomprehensible guess.
However, there was no time to think. Almost as if in response to stress, he opened the vertical eye on his forehead, and a beam of Buddha's light shot out from the "Compassionate Eye".
When Zhao Duan heard "Pei Niannu" snort coldly, his free left hand raised on its own, and in his palm was actually holding a slowly rotating ancient seal.
The Water God's talisman, the Black Turtle Seal!
This ancient talisman, which was accidentally obtained from Hu Ting, has been in Zhao Duan's hands for a long time, but because he is ultimately a warrior, he has always been unable to bring out the true power of the magic weapon.
At this moment, when the Black Turtle Seal fell into Pei Niannu's hands, a torrent of water rolled out of the seal and condensed into a water mirror in front of him!
The Buddha's light emitted by the "Compassionate Eye" hit the surface of the water mirror, and melted away with a hissing sound, as if it was swallowed up.
"Is this even possible? I'm certainly not good at using magical instruments. Compared to a true sorcerer, there's a world of difference."
Zhao Duan was at ease and marveled at it.
At the same time, the Taia sword in his right hand did not stop, but he used the Peach Blossom Sword Technique to clash, entangle and collide with Tianhai's six sticks.
The collision of two weapons of extraordinary origins caused the entire barrier to flicker wildly.
At this time, the Buddha's light gradually dimmed, and Tianhai's magical attack came to a temporary end, but the water mirror did not spread. It was suspended in the air, the mirror surface was shimmering, and it became brighter in a breath.
Then, Tianhai's face changed drastically, and a beam of Buddha's light shot out from the water mirror and returned to the original path!
The vertical eye on his forehead closed almost instinctively, and he used his dark blue skin to resist.
"snort……"
The little monk groaned and plowed the ground with his feet. He was actually knocked back several feet by the beam of Buddha's light, and his feet plowed two deep grooves in the ground.
Tianhai was both fearful and angry. Suddenly, the other two arms behind him moved!
The god turned his wrist, and the copper-colored whip called Vajra suddenly extended and lashed towards Zhao Duan.
"Bang!"
The water mirror was violently shattered, and water splashed all over the sky like falling rain.
In the void, a golden scale bar wrapped with a red rope came forward. The whip suddenly wrapped around the scale bar uncontrollably, trying to snatch it away, but failed, and a stalemate occurred for a moment.
At this moment, the other arm suddenly swung out the tri-cobalt sword, and the long sword surrounded by flames and condensed by magic power rushed towards Zhao Duan's face.
Zhao Duan's mind moved, and a dark flying knife flew out from his lower back!
After entering the human world, the potential of the Golden Crow Flying Knife was fully stimulated. As if it had intelligence, it began to fight with the Tri-Cobalt Sword in mid-air.
At the same time, the Taia sword in Zhao Duan's hand flew, and pieces of illusory peach blossoms condensed and dissipated.
The two have similar martial arts skills, Tianhai may be stronger, but Zhao Duan gradually gains the upper hand by relying on his magic weapon and "middle-grade" realm.
The little monk was defeated step by step. Although he tried his best to hold on, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Zhao Duan said disappointedly:
"It seems that you have no more tricks up your sleeve. I thought you had made some progress despite your aggressive approach, but now it seems that you are nothing more than that."
At the same time, he suddenly felt the brilliance of the Taia Sword brighten on its own, and the dragon soul in his body also awakened on its own.
It seems to be stimulated by some celestial phenomenon.
Was it successful?
His face remained expressionless, he sighed softly, and his expression became cold:
"In that case, let's end it."
As soon as he finished speaking, scarlet threads suddenly dropped from the air. These threads came from all directions and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped around the god's arms, Tianhai's limbs, and even his torso...
"What are you going to do..."
Tianhai felt a strong sense of crisis, and the six sticks in his hands swept across the sky, creating shadows and forcing Zhao Duan to retreat.
He struggled hard, but was bound tightly by the illusory red line, like a fly that strayed into a spider web. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
Zhao Duan retreated lightly, reached the gate of the residential courtyard, and calmly slashed out with his sword.
At the same time, the shadow of Ming Wang that possessed Tianhai was forced out of his body, and the red ropes were actually wrapped around the body of the god.
"Open the sky."
The three eyes of the little monk reflected a rapidly enlarging rainbow sword energy at the same time, and the "Acalanatha" behind him had been cut into pieces by the red silk thread and collapsed and annihilated.
"No--"
The dark blue color on his body quickly faded away, returning to its original skin color.
Under the sweep of sword energy, blood oozed out of his pores and in the blink of an eye he became a bloody man. He flew backwards like a cannonball, crashed out of the barrier and fell to the ground.
The sword light disappeared, the red rope disappeared, and there was only a charred mark on the ground, and at the end, Zhao Duan was standing at the gate of the courtyard with a sword.
His clothes returned to their blue color, and his silver pupils returned to normal, but his black hair was still disheveled.
quiet.
Silence.
The seriously injured Tianhai lay on his back in a daze, his eyes dull, as if his spirit and faith had been crushed.
"Do you really think I need a magic weapon to fight you? Without the Taia Sword, you're still a loser." Zhao Duan said lightly.
The head of the Discipline Hall, the magician of the Law God Sect, the retainers of Prince Mu's Mansion and others were silent for a moment, their hearts in turmoil.
At this time, the purple-gold bowl suspended in the air finally couldn't withstand the repeated bombardments. With a "crack", it cracked and fell from the air.
The barrier that enveloped the entire house also disappeared without a trace.
"Let's do it together!"
The Mu Palace's retainer's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.
With all of them working together, Zhao Duan would not be their match.
However, the monks of Shenlong Temple and the sorcerers of Fashen Sect did not move. They just looked up at the sky in a daze. A stream of clear air rose from the ground and soared into the sky.
At the same time, all living beings within a radius of dozens of miles, regardless of their status, looked up in surprise.
Looking high in the sky, the clouds condensed into a vortex of black and white air, and a majestic and vast column of air penetrated the sky and the earth.
…
Yuxiu and the White Sect sorcerers retreated at the same time and turned to look towards Baihua Village.
The beautiful and graceful second senior sister had jade flying swords circling around her, but she was stunned and had a strange look in her eyes.
…
"clang--"
The giant red tide sword and the iron Zen staff separated at the moment of contact. Zhong Pan and Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, who were fighting in the wilderness, kept their distance. They turned their heads to look at Baihua Village, one in surprise and the other in fear.
…
"What is that!?"
Gongshu Tianyuan was fully armed, hiding himself in a humanoid puppet covered with talismans, playing the role of a mecha sorcerer. At this moment, he slowly retracted the "muzzle" on his chest, his fat face full of astonishment.
In mid-air, Jin Jian, who had dark circles under his eyes, held a magic wand in his hand, and a waning moon was floating behind him, was also stunned and subconsciously supported his eye sockets.
Across from them, the slovenly Taoist priest who led the Fa Shen faction to hold them back was trembling with fear. The talisman paper in his robe had almost been used up. He looked towards Baihua Village, his face covered with dejection.
"It's over."
…
The giant pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth only lasted for a few breaths before it disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"Walk!"
The head of the Discipline Hall reacted the fastest. He roared and ran away.
The body refiner Xiongba and the fat boy carrying the ghost flag followed closely behind.
As warlocks, they have a keener sense of danger.
"Do I allow you to leave?"
Suddenly, an indifferent female voice echoed in everyone's ears.
The knees of several warlocks who were fleeing outside almost weakened at the same time, and they fell to the ground with horror in their eyes!
It wasn't that they wanted to do so, but that voice seemed to contain the power of "law".
Just like the king’s golden words, no one under heaven dares to disobey!
This is an ability that the Empress has never possessed before.
Not only them, but the rest of the people who didn't even have time to escape were also suppressed by the mysterious power and fell to their knees.
Only Zhao Duan was not affected at all, but the Taia sword in his hand broke away on its own and flew towards the closed gate.
"Squeak."
In the silence, the courtyard door was opened from the inside, and the empress in a white dress and with black hair like a waterfall walked out calmly.
There is no so-called grand vision, just an ordinary person.
Back to basics!
This word suddenly came to Zhao Duan's mind, and he thought that the realm of heaven and man was probably to imprison all the power in the body and not waste a single bit.
Xu Zhenguan's face was as cold as ice, and his phoenix eyes were majestic and indifferent. Although he was standing on the mortal world, it seemed as if he would soar into the heavens in the next breath.
It seems that an ordinary sentence is the will of the whole world.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for turning bad times into good times and advancing to the realm of heaven and man." Zhao Duan bowed in congratulations.
Heavenly being!
The killers were terrified and unwilling to believe it, but the invisible force that suppressed all of them effortlessly seemed to prove this fact.
“Your Majesty… Your Majesty… This poor monk…” The head of the Discipline Hall tried his best to turn his head and beg for mercy.
A thin sword light flashed across Xu Zhenguan's eyes.
The sky and the earth are bright.
In just a moment, the heads of hundreds of killers from different forces who were kneeling outside the door were neatly cut off, as easy as a sickle harvesting wheat ears in autumn.
A field of corpses, this is the mighty power of the Heavenly Martial God.
Hiss… Zhao Duan took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, you…"
Xu Zhenguan turned back and looked at him. In an instant, the frost on her face melted away. The empress's eyes were full of affection, and her smile was as gentle as the spring breeze.
"If they dare to hurt you, they shall die."
Hiss… What’s with the tone of this female boss about supporting a spoiled little husband… It’s different after getting promoted, huh? She was so majestic and noble just now, as if you weren’t the one who couldn’t get out of bed these past few days and kept shouting “stop”…
Zhao Duan breathed a sigh of relief silently, winking and raising his eyebrows: "Then what's next..."
Xu Zhenguan restrained his smile and looked beyond the sea of flowers, his majestic spiritual sense sweeping across the surrounding area:
"I'm going to kill a few people. You just stand here and don't move."
No, I feel like you’re taking advantage of me, but I have no evidence… Zhao Duan opened his mouth and watched the empress soar into the sky with a sword in hand.
…
…
"They're leaving! What should we do? Stop them or not?"
Jin Jian witnessed the air column dissipating in the distance of the sea of flowers. He turned around, his eyes widening behind his glasses.
The sorcerers of the God of Law, led by the sloppy old Taoist priest, turned around and ran away at an incredible speed.
Gongshu Tianyuan, who had transformed himself into a mecha warrior using his magical tools, looked at the group of sorcerers running all over the mountain with a headache:
"With so many people, how can we stop them with just the two of us? Forget it. Besides, our goal isn't to capture this group of people... Eh."
As he was speaking, Gongshu Tianyuan suddenly saw a figure in white clothes, like a fairy in a painting, suddenly appear.
"His Majesty?!"
The little fat priest shuddered with fear. He had a shadow over the empress and subconsciously took two steps back.
The golden tablet floated to the ground, and she looked curiously at the Empress of Yu, who was dressed in a plain dress. She seemed unchanged, yet she seemed like a completely different person.
"Golden Tablets pay homage to His Majesty."
Although she is a little dull, she is not stupid and understands basic etiquette.
"Why are you here?" Xu Zhenguan asked curiously.
Gongshu Tianyuan hurriedly said, "We are here to save the emperor..."
Jin Jian speaks frankly:
"Master wrote to us, asking us to rescue Zhao Duan to prevent him from being killed. The two of us came here with our eldest brother and second sister."
Gongshu Tianyuan was furious, thinking that his junior sister was indeed a bad person who couldn't even speak.
Zhang Tianshi issued a decree to rescue Zhao Duan?
Xu Zhenguan's eyes flickered, and he secretly made up his mind to go back and ask Zhao Duan later. This guy really had something dirty with Zhang Yanyi...
In the past, she was the monarch and he was the minister. Because it involved Zhang Yanyi, she did not ask in detail.
Now it is necessary to ask clearly.
"I understand. Zhao Qing is my royal husband. Protecting him is not much different from saving the emperor. I will thank Master Zhang after returning to the capital. As for Zhao Qing's safety, I will protect him, so I won't bother Master Zhang."
Xu Zhenguan said this indifferently.
Then he gently swung the Taia sword in his hand.
"puff!"
In the distance, the sorcerers of the God of Law sect who had already fled frantically for a distance fell down at the same time. The sloppy old Taoist threw himself on the ground, blood gradually flowing out from under his body, and there was still fear on his face.
Killing is like mowing grass.
Jin Jian and Gongshu Tianyuan stared blankly at the empress flying away.
"Are they all dead now?"
Jin Jian looked at him with envy, thinking that His Majesty was truly powerful.
"Royal husband... His Majesty said Brother Zhao is the Emperor's husband? Is this a formal title? Brother Zhao is truly a role model for our generation. If I could acquire even 30% or 40% of Brother Zhao's abilities in this lifetime, I would have no regrets in my life!"
Gongshu Tianyuan was full of longing and admiration, turning into a little fanboy.
…
"Yuxiu greets His Majesty. Congratulations on your advancement to the Celestial Realm."
Next to the stone tablet on the official road, the second disciple of the Tianshi Mansion bowed respectfully and saluted the white-robed empress who descended from the sky.
"I have learned your purpose from Jin Jian. Go back. I will protect Zhao Qing's safety." Xu Zhenguan looked down at the elegant jade sleeve with a green jade sword hanging from her waist.
"...But..." Yuxiu hesitated, wanting to protest: "The Heavenly Master's decree..."
"No buts." Xu Zhenguan interrupted rudely, and rushed towards the White-robed Sect sorcerer who was riding away in the distance:
"It's not a discussion, it's a notification."
Yuxiu took a deep breath: "...Yes."
She looked up and saw a bloody scene in the distance. The sorcerers were quite powerful and it was difficult for her to deal with them. However, facing the stranglehold of a newly promoted celestial being, she would have no chance of survival.
"Zhao Duan...what kind of a man is this who could make Master and His Majesty fight for him?"
Yuxiu pursed her lips, a little curious.
…
…
In the wild mountains and forests.
Zhong Pan sat cross-legged beside his carriage, his crimson sword piercing the soil beside him. He was holding a porcelain bottle and pouring healing powder on the wound on his chest.
Seeing the arrival of the White-robed Empress, Zhong Pan's eyes flickered slightly. He put down the porcelain bottle, stood up and bowed:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty..."
Xu Zhenguan didn't like looking at ugly men, so he frowned and interrupted the little Taoist priest:
"The one you fought was Nagarjuna?"
"……yes."
"Where did he go?"
"Longshu just tried to escape. I tried to stop him, but failed." Zhong Pan shook his head and said.
Longshu was of similar strength to him and was determined to escape. Zhong Pan would not be able to stop him unless he fought desperately.
"Which direction?" Xu Zhenguan asked calmly.
Zhong Pan raised his hand and pointed westward: "He didn't run for long. Your Majesty should be able to catch up soon."
Xu Zhenguan nodded and said "OK", then her skirt fluttered, and she flew into the air to chase towards the west, running at full speed, as fast as lightning.
She looked down and saw the dense forest receding beneath her like a dark green ocean.
Suddenly, her beautiful eyes reflected Nagarjuna who was madly fleeing in the mountains and forests.
The tall and burly old monk carried a Zen staff on his back and strode with big strides, each step covering more than ten feet.
"The bald donkey deserves to be killed!"
Xu Zhenguan's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he slashed with his sword.
The old monk Nagarjuna, who was running wildly, looked back in horror, raised his Zen staff with all his strength to fight back, and opened the huge golden bell.
However, he only lasted less than half a breath before the golden bell shattered. The old monk vomited blood and rolled into the dense forest. He barely stood up and looked at the sky with despair. The empress floated down.
He once thought that he was very powerful, already standing at the pinnacle of the worldly realm, and not far from becoming a half-step celestial being.
However, when he really faced the "God of War" in the realm of heaven and man, he was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.
"Your Majesty, spare my life..."
Xu Zhenguan's face turned cold and he raised his sword to strike.
However, at this moment, suddenly, a sigh emerged from the forest:
"Your Majesty, how about you just stop?"
Xu Zhenguan suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on the figure that suddenly appeared within the coverage of her spiritual sense.
She gritted her teeth, shocked and angry:
"Xuan Yin?!"
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ps: Trying to slowly update the time earlier.
(End of this chapter)
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