Chapter 578: Three Seals Shine Together, Chi You, the Lord of Arms
Yinshan Underground Palace.
The masters of Buddhism and Taoism gathered together, together with Li Daoxuan and Tai Wei, there were a total of eighteen great Yang Gods, and there were nearly a hundred cultivators in the Yin God realm.
This is definitely a terrifying force that is capable of destroying the world. If these people stomp their feet, China will tremble.
However, these big guys, who are usually very arrogant, secretly respect a young Taoist priest.
There is no other reason, only strength.
In terms of seniority, the highest one is Master Ye of Maoshan, and in terms of Taoist orthodoxy, the eighth-generation Heavenly Master Zhang Qianyang is the highest. But if we talk about cultivation, Li Daoxuan is far ahead and surpasses all others.
Not only the Yangshen realm, but also many gods have died at his hands. His current status is definitely earned through real fighting.
"Everyone, the devil is in this coffin."
Everyone looked at the ancient bronze coffin and tried their own methods, but found that they could not see through the coffin no matter what. However, they could feel the amazing demonic energy and terrifying evil spirit in it.
"He is indeed a great demon, he must be killed!"
Xu Qingxuan snorted , opened his mouth and spit out a brilliant sword energy, like a waterfall or a river bursting its banks, its sharpness attracted everyone's attention.
"This sword madman is getting more and more amazing. He deserves the title of the second best swordsman in the world."
Some people commented that the reason why he was ranked second in the world instead of first was naturally because of the young Taoist in the green robe.
Nowadays, everyone knows that Li Daoxuan of Longhu Mountain is the best in the world in swordsmanship, thunder magic, talisman magic, physical body, and talent.
One person is the five mountains of Taoism.
boom!
The long river of sword energy crashed into the ancient bronze coffin, and the sharp sword energy spread out, making the surrounding stone walls riddled with holes and leaving countless sword marks.
Xu Qingxuan's expression changed because the ancient bronze coffin was surprisingly intact.
"Senior Xu, my junior sister and I have already tried it. This bronze coffin is extremely hard and contains infinite demonic energy. It is difficult to destroy."
Xu Qingxuan patted the sword case on his back and recited the sword formula.
With the sound of sword clanging, the Wanren Divine Sword flew out from the box. The starry cloud pattern on it sparkled and danced in the air for a few circles. The sharp sword energy even accidentally cut off a strand of Yangshen monk's beard.
In an instant, the magic swords on the backs of the Wanshou Palace disciples all clanged in their sheaths.
"disease!"
Following Xu Qingxuan's order, the magic sword turned into a brilliant sword light and slashed towards the ancient bronze coffin.
"clang!"
With a loud bang, a black light flashed on the ancient bronze coffin, which actually shook the Wanren Divine Sword away, making a series of wailing sounds.
Xu Qingxuan loved the sword as if it were his life. With a look of pain in his eyes, he quickly reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.
However, he did not expect that the recoil force was so great that it dragged Xu Qingxuan backwards and plowed two deep grooves on the ground.
"Grandmaster!"
The disciples of Wanshou Palace shouted in unison, their voices filled with worry.
"Amitabha!"
The person closest to Xu Qingxuan was Master Liaokong of Shaolin Temple. He took a step sideways and suddenly appeared behind Xu Qingxuan, his hands emitting golden light and pressing against his back.
The next moment, Master Liaokong's calm face became solemn, and he couldn't help but retreat step by step until he hit the stone wall behind him.
boom!
The underground palace trembled slightly, and dust continued to fall.
Cracks appeared on the stone wall, like a spider web.
"Amitabha, what a powerful demon!"
Master Liaokong chanted a Buddhist name, still with full energy and unharmed. However, he looked at the footprints he had just left on the ground, and his voice was very solemn.
Everyone was secretly surprised.
Master Liaokong is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, a powerful Yangshen who has been famous for decades. It was he who made the decision that the thirteen monks with sticks rescued the King of Qin. This decision also allowed Shaolin to prosper in the Tang Dynasty, which valued Taoism over Buddhism.
It is said that he has already cultivated a golden body, but has been hesitant to overcome the calamity.
However, such a powerful Buddhist figure was unable to catch Xu Qingxuan immediately, which shows how tyrannical the demon in the coffin was.
"Amitabha, the demon is so powerful, why don't we attack together!"
Although Liaokong said this, his eyes were looking at Li Daoxuan.
Everyone also looked at Li Daoxuan.
"Excuse me, even if we work together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break this coffin."
Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.
The Grand Elder of the Longmen Sect shook his head and said, "I just don't believe that even with all the power of the Yang Gods in the world, we can't break a small coffin."
Bai Yunzi, the head of Laoshan, also echoed: "We will know whether it works or not after we give it a try!"
"Yes, I used the Qi-gazing technique to observe it and found that the evil spirit in the coffin increases with each passing moment. If this continues, when he comes out, he will be the most difficult to deal with!"
"The best method is to break the coffin and kill the demon before it recovers!"
Most people nodded in approval.
Li Daoxuan sighed inwardly upon seeing this. Although he had gathered these people together, each of the Yangshen powerhouses was proud and had their own opinions. For some things, they would not turn back until they hit a wall.
"In that case, let's attack together."
As Li Daoxuan finished speaking, everyone immediately used their own methods. The Grand Elder of Longmen Sect spit out Samadhi True Fire, the head of Laoshan Sect Bai Yunzi sacrificed the magic weapon Liuli Yu Ruyi, Yuan Tiangang opened the Bagua map, and Xuan Cheng cast beans to make soldiers...
For a moment, the violent fluctuations of magic power were like rolling waves, various colors of light surged, and the magical powers and spells were like a rainstorm pouring down on the ancient bronze coffin, making the disciples who were watching on the sidelines dizzy and dazzled.
Li Daoxuan also symbolically sent out a bolt of lightning.
Boom!
The Yinshan Mountain was shaking, and waves of energy were rolling. The disciples at the Yinshen Realm and the Bigu Realm quickly retreated to avoid being hurt by the remaining power.
However, when the dust settled, it was truly breathtaking.
The bronze coffin was still intact. Not only was there no damage at all, but it was shaking constantly. Streams of demonic energy rushed out from the cracks, and thunderous roars could be heard from them.
It was as if a sleeping devil was suddenly awakened and became extremely furious.
Boom! Boom!
Under the gazes of the crowd, the vibration of the coffin became more and more intense, and in the end it was as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. The terrifying demonic power made all the Yangshen strongmen change color.
"Oh no, is he going to come out?"
"Quick, cast a spell to hold down the coffin!"
Sect Leader Ye of Maoshan reacted the fastest. With a wave of his hand, a magnificent white jade seal fell down, and the shadow of Xiandu appeared, with cranes flying in the clouds and unicorns riding on the mist.
The most precious treasure of Maoshan, the Seal of the Nine-Elder Immortal Lord!
Zhang Qianyang also followed suit and sacrificed the Longhu Mountain's most precious treasure, the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal. The two seals emitted infinite immortal light and pressed on the coffin, like the Five Mountains above, suppressing the unusual movement.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After the test just now, they already knew how terrifying that demon was. He was definitely a terrifying existence above the Yang God Realm, far beyond the reach of ordinary evil gods.
If he recovered his full strength and broke out of the coffin, I'm afraid at least half of the people here would die.
"Master, may I ask what the origin of the demon in this coffin is?"
Li Daoxuan's eyes moved, and he said, "I guess he should be... the Lord of Arms Chi You."
"Chiyou?"
Master Ye tried to calculate, but found that the heavenly secrets were in chaos and he could not see clearly, so he continued to ask: "But is it the demon god Chi You who once fought with Emperor Xuanyuan?"
Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "That's right."
"During the Tang army's northern expedition, I have killed the spirits of Xingtian, Kuafu, Xiangliu, Kuiniu, Fengbo, Yushi and other gods along the way. They were all once Chiyou's subordinates. Therefore, I can conclude that the person in the coffin is most likely Chiyou!"
Upon hearing this, even though all those present were Yangshen masters, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts and a chill.
The demon god Chi You once fought against the Yellow Emperor thousands of years ago and even had the upper hand at one point. He had countless ghosts and gods under his command and was a rare hero among the witch clan in a thousand years.
It is said that after Chiyou was defeated, Huangdi wanted to dismember him with five dragon horses, but Chiyou's body was so strong that he did not move at all and was even able to pull the dragon horses backwards.
In addition, it is indestructible by lightning, rotten by water, melted by fire, and remains unscathed by swords and knives. It can be said to be an indestructible body!
Even Chi You was still recovering his strength, trying to break free from the chains made of Nine Heavens Black Iron and continue fighting.
Huangdi was helpless for a while.
At this time, the Queen Mother of the West sent a group of immortals down to earth. They collected copper from Shou Mountain and cast the Xuanyuan Sword, which was specifically used to destroy the physical bodies of the witch clan, so it was also called the Witch-Slaying Sword.
Huangdi held the Xuanyuan Sword and finally killed Chiyou. He divided his body into five parts, put them into a box mixed with copper from Shoushan, and scattered them all over the world to suppress him forever.
Even the Yellow Emperor had respect for this old enemy and honored him as the Lord of Soldiers, or the God of War. He painted Chi You's image on his battle flag, so that all enemies fled in fear.
Later, when Qin Shihuang unified the world, he also offered sacrifices to Chiyou and named him the god of war, one of the eight gods.
"What a great man Huangdi Xuanyuan is. We are no match for him, fireflies and bright moons. But even so, Huangdi still lost nine battles in the Battle of Zhuolu and failed to capture the city for three years!"
"The devil Chi You is an existence that only the gods and Buddhas can rival. Now that Emperor Xuanyuan and Lady Jiu Tian are gone, what can we use to fight him?"
Bai Yunzi of Laoshan sighed.
Some people began to show hesitation.
Chi You's reputation was so great that some people began to back off.
At this moment, the bronze coffin shook violently and trembled again. The Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal and Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal on it also trembled, as if they would fall at any time.
"Oh no, we can't suppress it anymore, Chi You is coming out!"
"Without the Xuanyuan Sword and the help of gods and Buddhas, we would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
"Master, do you have any solution?"
Li Daoxuan remained calm and walked to the side of the coffin in full view of everyone. He gently pressed his slender jade-like hands on the coffin, and a flawless fairy light flowed across his skin.
Eighteen thousand acupuncture points blossomed like stars, infinite divine power gathered between the palms, and the blood and energy rushing into the sky even dispersed the terrifying demonic energy.
The precious body of a human immortal!
"Xian... is Xian..."
"You, you became an immortal?"
"I feel the breath of an immortal. God has eyes. It seems that the thunder tribulation is not impossible to overcome!"
Bai Yunzi of the Laoshan School was very excited and even shed tears.
He had been stuck in the late Yangshen stage for decades, making no progress at all. He thought that the path to becoming an immortal was over and that he would die of old age in another ten years or so.
I never thought that I would see hope.
It turns out that thunder tribulations can be survived!
Li Daoxuan knew that they had misunderstood him, but he did not point it out. The stronger he performed at this moment, the more people would obey him.
Under the gaze of everyone, the coffin regained its calm again, as if it was not a hand, but a pillar supporting the sky or a mountain thousands of feet high.
The treasures of the two major sects, Maoshan and Longhushan, were all eclipsed by that hand.
"Everyone, although Chi You is strong, he has been suppressed for thousands of years and is no longer as brave as he used to be. Otherwise, how could he be suppressed by me with one hand?"
"Also, I have communicated with Chi You's spirit. He is determined to destroy the world and there is no way to communicate with him. If we all retreat today, when the world becomes a demonic land, how can the eggs in the nest be safe?"
Sect Leader Ye nodded and said, "Master Li's words are far-sighted. We have no choice but to work together to overcome this disaster. Otherwise, the mountains and rivers will be shattered, and I'm afraid your sects will also be difficult to preserve."
Zhang Qianyang only said one sentence.
"When have we, the Taoist sect, ever been afraid of demons?"
Xu Qingxuan chuckled and said loudly: "Right, that's what a man should say. If you can't enforce justice on behalf of heaven, what kind of Taoist priest are you? What kind of Taoist priest are you practicing?"
"Amitabha, all of us in the White Horse Temple obey the orders of the Imperial Master. Even if I pass away here, I will never take a step back!"
The one-armed Huichan spoke in a firm voice and his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
He had originally cultivated the golden body of an arhat, and also obtained the essence of the relics of the holy monk Kumarajiva. He should have had a deep cultivation base and even a hope of surviving the heavenly calamity.
But in the battle of Luoyang, he stepped forward to fight against Mara and lost one of his arms forever. He then transferred most of his magical powers to Xuanzang and almost died of exhaustion.
It was Li Daoxuan who put aside their past grudges, took out the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill and nectar for him to take, and did not hesitate to use up his magic power to heal his wounds, thus saving his life.
However, his cultivation level has forever fallen to the early stage of Yang Shen, and it is difficult to make any further progress.
Although his cultivation was the weakest here now, Hui Chan never flinched from beginning to end, and even seemed quite calm.
Seeing this, everyone expressed their opinions.
In fact, after seeing the power of Li Daoxuan suppressing the magic coffin with one hand, and coupled with their awe of the immortals, they did not dare to leave.
There is only one person in the world who might be an immortal. Who dares to make enemies with him?
What's more, many people want to ask Li Daoxuan for advice on how to survive the thunder tribulation.
"Thank you very much, I am very grateful. I only have one thought, do you still remember the head of the Dengzhou Locust God?"
Everyone looked reminiscing, and it was obvious that the scene that night was very profound.
Li Daoxuan seemed to have great ambitions in his heart, and said clearly: "Evil gods in the world, please do not enter the Tang Dynasty!"
"Now that the Turks have been defeated, Yinshan has long been the land of our Great Tang. No matter which evil god it is, as long as it enters the Great Tang, it must abide by the rules of our Great Tang, otherwise..."
Li Daoxuan smiled and said word by word: "I will kill him."
When everyone heard this, their expressions varied.
Some people showed admiration, some were wary and thought Li Daoxuan was too overbearing, and some looked calm and unperturbed.
Bang!
Li Daoxuan placed the Fantian Seal on the coffin. The small black seal exuded a heavy, desolate and wild aura. Just one glance at it made people feel a little breathless.
The three seals shone together, like the three legs of a tripod, pressing down the bronze coffin tightly.
Li Daoxuan freed his hands and said with a smile: "I do have a way to kill this demon. I hope you can lend me a hand."
