While I was feeling uneasy, Wang Can became angry. Perhaps he was afraid of Lu Zhenyang's seal, so he suppressed his anger and asked, "Lu family?
Are you from the Lu family of Mount Lingshan, one of the 72 Blessed Lands? "
Lu Zhenyang seemed to notice him. He turned his head and glanced at him. "Who are you? How come you know about the Lu family's ancestral court?"
Their conversation surprised me. Taoism had a saying about the Blessed Lands. The Blessed Lands were divided into 10 Great Heavens and 36 Small Heavens, while the Blessed Lands were divided into 72 Blessed Lands.
The Wangwu Grotto-Heaven that Wang Can mentioned was one of the 10 Great Heavens.
I thought it was just a Taoist saying, but I didn't expect that there were not only people from the 10 Great Heavens, but also the Lu family in the capital was one of the 72 Blessed Lands.
If all the Blessed Enclaves had secluded clans, how great of a force would that be?
Hearing Lu Zhenyang's answer, Wang Can's face relaxed a little. He smiled and said, "It turns out that you are a fellow daoist from Mount Lingshan. I am Wang Can from the Heavenly King of Wangwu Grotto-Heaven, the head of the 10 Great Heavens. We are from the same sect. There must have been a misunderstanding … Let's not talk about this. I want to know how you got here.
Do you have such a small cauldron? "
Then, he showed the Yuzhou Cauldron in his hand.
Lu Zhenyang shook his head. Obviously, he didn't take his words to heart. He said disdainfully, "What does it have to do with you how I got here?
Stand aside and don't be noisy! "
Then, he turned his head and stared at me, as if he wanted to say something.
Wang Can was arrogant, so he couldn't stand Lu Zhenyang's attitude. His face turned red and he said coldly, "You are too arrogant. It's just a Blessed Lands. I thought you were one of the Nine Cauldrons because you could enter here. Now, it seems that you are not. Don't blame the Wang family for bullying you!"
Then, he turned his head and said indifferently, "Fu, kill him!"
I turned my head and found that a long-haired old man in linen clothes had quietly appeared behind Wang Can. From the way he addressed me, he should be Heavenly Master Fu, who had reached the Profound Yang Spirit Realm.
Hearing Wang Can's words, the old man bowed and walked toward Lu Zhenyang.
Lu Zhenyang's expression remained indifferent. He calmly covered his chest with his clothes. He wasn't in a hurry to deal with Celestial Master Ah Fu. Instead, he calmly said to me, "Zhou Yi, wait a moment. I'll kill him first, then I'll deal with you."
Then, he didn't wait for my reply. He raised his right hand, and the black seal appeared again. Below the seal were four big, ink-black words that swelled in the wind and flew towards Ah Fu.
The power of his seal was extremely strong. Obviously, his cultivation was only one step away from the Yang God level. Moreover, with the four words on the seal, his strength was even stronger than ordinary Yang God Celestial Master.
However, Fu was also extraordinary. He had the cultivation of the Great Accomplishment of the Yang Spirit. Seeing the four black characters approaching him, he didn't even use the Yang Spirit. He just opened his mouth slightly and spat out a word: "Break!"
The One Word Formula commonly used by the Taoist Master was extraordinarily powerful in the mouth of Ah Fu, who had reached the Profound Yang Spirit Realm. As soon as the word was shouted, the four ink-colored characters that Ah Lu and Ah Xi had to deal with before were directly shattered, turned into several scattered auras, and dissipated in the air.
At this time, Lu Zhenyang's face finally became serious. The seal in his hand moved again, but this time, he threw it directly at Fu. The seal turned into the shape of a small mountain and pressed down on Fu.
Fu was still indifferent. He stretched out his finger and gently touched the seal that was falling down on his head.
On the top was a huge seal in the shape of a small mountain, and below it was only a slender finger. It seemed that there was a great disparity in strength, but in fact, after the two collided, Fu just calmly withdrew his finger, while Lu Zhenyang's seal seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. In an instant, it emitted a strong black gas, shrank, and returned to its original shape. It quickly flew back to Lu Zhenyang's hand.
During this process, Fu didn't stop walking. At this time, he had already walked in front of Lu Zhenyang.
He stopped, shook his head at Lu Zhenyang, and said, "The Lu family of Mount Lingshan hasn't made any progress these years … Who is Lu Ziyang to you?"
It seemed that he had taken control of the situation at this time, but Lu Zhenyang's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "How dare you mention my grandfather's name?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed his chest. From the big hole in his chest, he took out a huge and exaggerated battle-ax!
When I saw this battle-ax, I felt a shock all over my body, and an inexplicable fear filled my whole body.
This battle-ax gave me the same feeling as when I first touched the Xuanyuan Sword Box.
And what was even more incredible was that when I first came here, there was a headless giant carved on the outermost bronze gate, and the battle-ax in the giant's hand seemed to be exactly the same as the one in Lu Zhenyang's hand!
It was said that the weapon of the God of War, Chiyou, was a battle-ax. Could it be that the battle-ax in Lu Zhenyang's hand was Chiyou's Axe?
If this was really Chiyou's Tomb, then it was normal for Lu Zhenyang to come here with the Chiyou Axe.
While my heart was palpitating, the fatty not far from me suddenly groaned in pain. I quickly turned my head and saw that he was covering his eyes and turning around, as if he didn't dare to look at the battle-ax again.
Not only the two of us, but Fu, who was standing in front of Lu Zhenyang, also had an unusually solemn look on his face. He was no longer as carefree as before, and his hands immediately formed a seal. Above his head, a completely solidified Yang Spirit jumped out and sat upright. Its small eyes carried a dangerous aura as it stared at Lu Zhenyang without blinking.
After taking out the battle-ax, Lu Zhenyang became even more arrogant. He looked at Fu with disdain and said coldly, "I heard my grandfather talk about some Heavenly Abodes and hidden families.
But it's just the Ten Heavenly Abodes, is it really that amazing? "
After saying that, he held the battle-ax with both hands like a boorish man in front of a military formation. With a shout, he swung the battle-ax at Fu's head.
Suddenly, there was a whimper in the air. Lu Zhenyang's body was surrounded by a strong wind, blowing away the red blood mist around him. The red battle-ax carried an extremely fierce momentum, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the Yang Spirit above Fu's head!
Fu's body remained motionless, but the Yang Spirit, which looked like a baby sitting on top of his head, moved. It did not dodge. Instead, it stretched out its hands and clasped its palms together. With a "bang", it caught the battle axe!
Lu Zhenyang snorted and pulled the battle-ax out of the Yang Spirit's hand. After spinning half a circle around his body, the battle-ax swung toward his head for the second time.
This time, Fu took a step back and reached out his hand to gently press on the Yang Spirit's head. Then, the Yang Spirit jumped down from his head. An illusory Taoist sword suddenly appeared in its hand, and it raised its hand to block the battle-ax.
After the two collided, there was another loud noise. This time, the Yang Spirit's Taoist sword was even more difficult to block. The illusory Taoist sword in its hand shook violently and almost dissipated.
At the same time, Lu Zhenyang, who was maintaining his attacking posture, didn't feel good either. After only two strikes, he seemed to have lost all his strength. His chest heaved up and down violently, and the battle-ax in his hand fell to the ground. His body was half-paralyzed, leaning against it.
It was obvious that the battle-ax seemed to be a simple swing, but it consumed a lot of energy. It reminded me of the Xuanyuan Sword Box.
At the same time, I was even more certain that the battle-ax in Lu Zhenyang's hand was most likely the legendary Chiyou Axe!
Combined with what he had said before, it was very likely that he had seen the Xuanyuan Sword in the Shang Dynasty's mausoleum, and that he had obtained the Chiyou Axe.
When he said 'that man took that thing', he was referring to Nangong, who had taken the Xuanyuan Sword!
The Chiyou Axe was only Chiyou's weapon, while the Xuanyuan Sword was one of the best treasures among the ten great ancient divine weapons. The two couldn't be compared.
Even so, judging from Lu Zhenyang's cultivation and the power of the Chiyou Axe, he had gained more power than I had.
If it weren't for Officer Wang and Fu, I wouldn't have been able to resist Lu Zhenyang with my current power. Not to mention keeping the Xuanyuan Sword, I would have lost my life here.
In the current situation, I could only hope that Fu could stop the violent Lu Zhenyang.
I lifted my head and saw that the situation wasn't bad. Although the Taoist sword in Fu's hand had almost dissipated, it hadn't dissipated yet. It seemed that it still had some fighting power. Lu Zhenyang, on the other hand, hadn't moved the Chiyou Axe for a long time. It was obvious that he was exhausted.
It seemed that we had passed this hurdle safely, but I still didn't feel good.