How I Became the Emperor - Chapter 533

[533. Chapter 533 There is a ghost in Daluo Holy Land]

“Is this?”

Yun Luo stared at the emperor’s seal and couldn’t help but be slightly surprised.

She sensed the thunderous power of the martial arts origin in the Emperor’s Seal, which was astonishing.

Lu Qian said mysteriously: “The legendary origin of martial arts seems to contain a supreme magical skill, which I snatched from Du Bai, the descendant of the Palace of Eternal Life.”

“Then you should practice it.”

Yun Luo Qianqian A smile.

Lu Gan shook his head: “I have already condensed the Dharma, and I am not suitable for practicing this magical skill. You can practice it. If you don’t refine it, I’m afraid it will dissipate between heaven and earth and be wasted.”

“Thank you…”

Yun Luo .

The eyes looking at Lu Qian were shining with a strange soft light.

“Between you and me, life and death are intertwined, and we have long been inseparable from each other.”

Lu Gan smiled, and gently placed the hot Emperor Seal on Yun Luo’s eyebrows.

With a swipe, the ball of martial arts origin slipped out of the imperial seal like an egg yolk, seeped into Yun Luo’s eyebrows, and disappeared.

boom.

There was a muffled sound of thunder, Yun Luo’s blood energy washed away like waves, and traces of black thunder and lightning shot out from the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, lightning arcs flashed and flickered, lingering around him.

As if he had transformed into a thunder god, the powerful electric current immediately spread out.

The next moment, Yun Luo suddenly opened his eyes, and the thunder and lightning around him disappeared.

“How do you feel?”

Lu Qianxiao asked.

“The Yuan Power contained in the origin of martial arts is very strong, and it will take a while to be refined, but I have already felt that the thunder technique in the origin of martial arts is far superior to the heaven-level magical skills I practice.”

Yun Luo nodded, with a look in his eyes. A bit happy.

“That’s good.”

Lu Qian also had a smile on his face.

In this way, Yun Luo should stay in his dynasty, and one of the ninety-nine martial saints who was promoted to the dynasty was finally found.

But, what official position is more suitable for Feng Yunluo?

At this time, Yun Luo smiled lightly and said: “Then I will go back to Xianqing Palace first to refine this martial arts source.”

“Hey, aren’t you going to refine it here?”

Lu Qian was a little surprised.

Yun Luo glanced at the simple wooden house and said with half a smile: “You only have one wooden house in Daluo Peak. If I stay, where will you sleep?”

“I can’t sleep.”

Lu Qian looked solemn and whispered: “Actually… this Daluo Peak is haunted!”

“Huh?”

Yun Luo rolled his eyes at him, charmingly saying: “Your blood is strong and masculine, and it is no less impressive than the Half-Step Martial Saint. You Are you still afraid of ghosts?”

“No, this ghost is very fierce! It seems to be the old master from the Daluo Holy Land who has a lot of grievances! He comes out to eat people at night! But that ghost is a little scared, so sister Yun Luo, you should stay and help me protect the law!”

Lu Gan looked serious and dignified.

“Oh?”

Yun Luo smiled charmingly: “Okay, I want to hear how you make it up.”

Then, the two of them sat by the lake.

In the swaying firelight, under the stars and moonlight, Lu Gan reached out to touch the fireflies around him, and began to tell the ghost story of Daluo Peak.

The strange thing is that he used to tell ghost stories alone and was not afraid at all.

But now, the two of them were actually talking, and they felt a little hairy in their hearts.

In desperation, Lu Gan could only get close to Yun Luo and rely on her masculine and fierce martial arts fist to calm the chill in his heart.

At this moment, the saint’s manuscript in his arms wisely restrained all its awe-inspiring righteousness.

…

Qingsong Peak, inside a palace.

Zhou Yuansong was sitting in a jade chair, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand.

On his lower left hand, the big man in gold, Wei Yuan, sat solemnly, his brows furrowed, his expression a bit solemn.

Opposite this person was Ning Tianduan, who was dressed in black. He seemed to be in a state of wandering, his eyes unfocused.

“Senior Brother Zhou, that Lu Changshou is the son of a human immortal. I’m afraid he has taken countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and he also has all kinds of mysterious weapons. If we meet him tomorrow, the chance of winning is really not high.”

Wei Yuan said with a solemn face.

Zhou Yuansong snorted lightly and said disdainfully: “It’s just a Dharma Realm. He doesn’t even have a Dharma Appearance. With your electric python Dharma Appearance, you can easily defeat him. However, it is difficult to defend against divine weapons. You may still be defeated. I will give Give me a magic weapon!”

He said, taking out a jade talisman from his sleeve, with six cinnabar and blood characters engraved on it, which were very scrawled.

It can be vaguely recognized as the words ‘Escape from Heaven and Hidden Earth Formation Talisman’.

“This is… the Jade Talisman of Escape from Heaven?”

Wei Yuan looked happy.

Hearing the voice, Ning Tianduan focused his eyes, came back to his senses, frowned and said: “Challenging the Dharma Realm in the external scene and using the Escape Jade Talisman, I’m afraid people will underestimate my Tianyu lineage. Senior Brother Zhou, you might as well try again Consider it?”

“No need to think about it.”

Zhou Yuansong waved his hand, his eyes shining sharply: “This is an opportunity! I don’t know how many people are eyeing the position of the eldest senior brother, I must not miss it! There can be no mistakes! As long as you become the eldest senior brother, host the Nine Clans Martial Arts Competition well, and show your style at the Great Dao Immortal Meeting, then you will have fame, wealth, magical skills, elixirs, everything! I must not let it go!”

“But he is the son of Elder Zhu after all, you are too impatient, senior brother.”

Ning Tianduan frowned and advised.

“Hmph! According to the sect rules, this eldest brother belongs to the strong!”

Zhou Yuansong’s eyes flashed with golden light: “That Lu Changshou is only in the Dharma Realm, and he is not worthy of being the eldest brother! With his strength and cultivation, he will definitely lose face for our Daluo Holy Land at the Daoxian Conference! In this case, it is better to kick him down as soon as possible! That guy has also moved into Daluo Peak. He must have had enough of being the eldest brother for a day!”

“Okay! Please rest assured, Senior Zhou, I will do my best to defeat Lu Changshou tomorrow!”

Wei Yuan took the Escape Jade Talisman with a bow and said confidently.

“Well!”

Zhou Yuansong nodded, narrowed his eyes, and revealed a cold light: “If you win, I will come to challenge you on the second day. At that time, you just need to fight with all your strength, and there is no need to hold back.”

“Senior brother’s strength, I know it very well, I am afraid that he can’t last more than ten rounds under your hands. Junior brother is here to congratulate you in advance on becoming the eldest brother and moving into Daluo Peak!”

Wei Yuan had thick eyebrows and rough eyes, but he also had some scheming, and he started to flatter directly.

This sentence made Zhou Yuansong smile uncontrollably, as if the position of the eldest senior brother was within his grasp.

In his opinion, no matter how strong a Dharma Realm master was, how strong could he be? Wei Yuan, holding the Heaven-Escape Jade Talisman, was already invincible.

In addition, Wei Yuan’s Electric Python Dharma Realm was incredibly powerful, and it was easy to defeat Lu Changshou, who was arrogant and arrogant because he was the son of a human immortal.

Now he just had to wait to move into Daluo Peak with his bag.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuansong waved his hand: “Go, go back and practice the Heaven-Escape Jade Talisman to recuperate.”

“Yes!”

Wei Yuan held the Heaven-Escape Jade Talisman and bowed to leave. After

everyone left, Ning Tianduan frowned and said: “Brother Zhou, are you so sure that there is a treasure left by the eldest senior brother ten thousand years ago in Daluo Peak?”

“This is the evidence.”

Zhou Yuansong threw the ancient book in his hand.

“Vajra Power Fist, this is just an ordinary earth-level boxing method.” Ning Tianduan grabbed the ancient book and flipped it open to take a few glances.

“Try to spray a mouthful of blood up there and see.”

Zhou Yuansong said coldly.

Hearing this, Ning Tianduan frowned slightly, and his blood flowed, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the secret book.

A magical scene appeared.

Just like water meeting cotton, the ancient book absorbed the blood, and golden powder words flew out from the pages, floating in the air, and arranged in several lines:

Do you want my treasure?

If you want, I’ll give it to you, go find it!

I put all the treasures of the Immortal Realm there.

Zhou Yuansong looked at the golden words, his eyes flashing with fiery light: “This Vajra Power Fist is the fist technique that the senior brother used most in Feitian Realm ten thousand years ago. I searched hard in the Sutra Library and finally found this ancient book. After many twists and turns, I discovered the secret inside! In Daluo Peak, there is a peerless treasure left by the senior brother!”

“Peerless treasure!”

Ning Tianduan couldn’t help but show his interest, and said in a concentrated voice: “Senior Brother, what do you need me to do for you?”

“Block Fu Jian! The strange fire on this person restrains me!”

Zhou Yuansong narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

“Okay!”

Ning Tianduan agreed without hesitation.

…

Jinguang Peak, in the bamboo building.

Fu Jian was in the secret room, with his eyes slightly closed, sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, with dark green flames swirling around him like a dragon, emitting a cold and terrifying aura.

Suddenly, in the corner, a shadow squirmed like water, rose up, and condensed into a ghostly figure.

“Who?”

Fu Jian opened his eyes suddenly.

When he saw the figure in the corner, his expression became serious, he jumped off the jade bed, and bowed deeply to the figure.

At this time, a hoarse and harsh voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female came from the figure: “Tomorrow, you will take action and become the master of Daluo Peak.”

“This…”

Fu Jian hesitated a little: “May I ask the Holy Lord, is it for the Great Dao Immortal Conference?”

“Stop talking.”

The voice of the figure suddenly became cold.

Crack.

With a muffled sound of bone fracture, Fu Jian seemed to be hit by a palm, and flew backwards directly, hitting the wall, falling to the ground, and spitting out several kilograms of blood.

However, Fu Jian did not dare to get angry at all, and quickly got up, knelt on the ground, with a fearful look on his face: “Please forgive me, Holy Lord!”

“Humph! I let you, a waste, become the chief disciple of the Tianyu lineage of the Daluo Holy Land, not to let you ask things you shouldn’t ask!”

The figure’s voice was filled with anger: “Remember, you must become the senior brother of Daluo Holy Land!”

“Yes!”

Fu Jian responded quickly, muttering as if he wanted to say something.

“Say.”

The figure spat out one word coldly.

Fu Jian pursed his lips and said something cautiously: “Disciple, I want that Yun Luo.”

“Okay.”

The figure responded, and with a splash, it spread to the ground like water splashes, turning into a shadow again. It was as if it had never appeared.

Only the strange light flashed in Fu Jian’s eyes.

The moonlight is like water.

The starry sky is peaceful.

Under the quiet night of Daluo Holy Land, undercurrents began to surge.

Thanks to ‘Chen Dongmin’ for the reward^_^

(End of this chapter)