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‘Is it the Donghua lineage, the Zhenwu lineage, or the princes in the court?’

Several people flashed through the heart of Zhenjun Miaotong’s heart with him, and he might be able to plot against his power.

Among them, the Donghua lineage targeted him in order to integrate Lu Dongbin's personality into his own system, and to upgrade his existing unique third-grade immortal god personality, Zifu Emperor, Shaoyang Shangzhen, Donghuazi, Wang Xuanfu to the unique second-grade immortal god personality, Donghua Emperor, Fusang Emperor, the leader of male immortals, and the position of Dongwanggong.

The Zhenwu lineage is more direct, in order to seize the title of the ancestor of the Sword Immortal. For this title, the Zhenwu and Chunyang lineage have fought against each other in the past few hundred years. This time, Zhenwu Zhenjun got this title, half by relying on strength and half by chance, and the Zhenwu lineage is naturally unwilling to accept it.

Not to mention the last princes, the King Miaotong was able to sit in a major node in the battlefields of the Western and Middle-earth, so he knew that his relationship with the court was not simple.

To be clearer, Miaotong Zhenjun is a member of the Emperor.

After going back, before the True Lord Miaotong became enlightened, he received a little help from the late emperor. After he achieved the third rank, he also helped the emperor suppress those princes who were in charge.

The relationship between the two sides is definitely not good. If you have the opportunity to pull down Master Miaotong, these high-powered royal family members will definitely be willing to unite.

‘If it’s just the first two, it’s a little trouble if it’s the latter.’

True Lord Miaotong muttered in his heart, wondering if he should find an opportunity to leave himself clean.

It was also at this moment that a ray of dark light slid past the eyes of Master Miaotong.

The True Lord's expression remained unchanged. After a few words from the old monk, he left on his own.

After the appearance of Master Miaotong, Yu Chen, who was hiding in the dark, nodded, retracted the little hidden light remaining at his fingertips, and continued to look after the purple gold furnace in front of him.

Among them are mysterious energy flying up and down, and a treasure banner is floating in it.

Another sword weapon with a thousand changes was suspended on the banner, constantly extracting wisps of subtle but exuding the aura of death from the banner, enhancing the lethality of the sword weapon.

Yu Chen looked at a hidden sword light inside the treasure banner, constantly extracting the fear of the Fusang people about the Night Country and some rumored aura from the Night Country, and condensed them into corresponding concepts.

After continuous purification, it turns into wisps of subtle light, blessed on the sword light.

This sword light was originally a magic weapon he collected from the elite hardware, refining it with the brilliance of the sun and moon, transforming it away from the golden energy, leaving only a little sharpness.

Unfortunately, the performance of this treasure overlaps with the Sword of Wind, so it was abandoned by Yuchen and placed in the snake curse banner. With the aura it condensed with was transformed into a blade of defeat.

In the copy world of the white snake and the blue fish, Yu Chen became a heavenly emperor and placed the snake curse banner in the dark world of that world to suppress the underworld of the underworld.

During this period, the flying knife also absorbed a large amount of turbid air from the Yin world, completed three transformations, and had the power to guide death and decay.

Now some of the sharpness and death inside Yuchen's flying knife are guided out and integrated into the sword weapon, allowing its simple guidance to decline as the core, turning into a curse sword inside the snake curse banner.

‘It just so happens that the conceptual use of the nine-grade system of this world is quite mysterious. After the curse sword is formed, I can use the authority of the night to bring bad luck to all things based on the snake curse banner and curse sword. It strengthens the characteristics of the curse sword bit by bit until it turns into a curse sword that can make everything trapped in it, difficult to break free, and passively accept fate.’

‘When the curse sword is completed, perhaps it is not as fierce and direct as the Jue Sword and the Rufeng Sword in terms of killing power. But in terms of threat, I am afraid that it will be better than the threat. In silence, it will lead all things into mistakes, and miss opportunities again and again by chance. If I hadn’t known in advance, I wouldn’t know how I died.’

‘And Jue Jian, after obtaining the death and sharp aura that the curse sword originally possesses, will also improve in terms of killing. Combined with the position of Yueye Jianzun and the position of Huang Ting, the person of Shangqing, can also be ranked first among the third-grade killing weapons. With its infinite changes, it is enough to threaten the existence of most third-grade immortal gods.’

‘Lastly, and most important.’

Yu Chen looked at the snake curse banner in the purple gold furnace. This was the original body of the magic weapon brought from the main world. After years of sacrifice and refining by Yu Chen, this magic weapon absorbed power in one copy world after another and sublimated itself. Even if it was placed in the main world, it was a rare treasure of the best curse.

At that time, Yuchen made a copy based on the snake curse banner, all of which had about the fourth grade. After the body came down, it was definitely the top curse artifact located in the third grade.

According to the ranking of persons, it is still ahead of Yuchen's existing Yueye Seizu.

When Yu Chen had just sent him to this world, if he had not concealed the power of the moonlight night, all the third-grade monks in the world would have known that this world had another third-grade artifact with its essence and its origin.

Looking at the snake curse banner, Yu Chen gently hooked his fingertips, and a wisp of curse power appeared, and a pure yang aura appeared on it, and with the voice of the Lord Miaotong Zhenjun, it was heard.

"Interesting, Curse can still play like this. Is it a way to connect with both parties?"

"The worldly Dharma is just the evolution and transformation of Yuan Qi. Curse is also a kind of Yuan Qi. Why can't it be used as a communication method?"

Yu Chen responded with a smile, and then joked: "However, the courage of the True Lord is above my guess. He actually has the courage to curse the Jiangsu and Zhejiang curse into his body. Are you not afraid that I will attack you through the void?"

"If it were anything else, I might be afraid of three points, but don't forget that the person I condensed is pure yangzi. From a certain perspective, it corresponds to the pure yang origin of this world. If your curse can pass through this origin and play a role in me, I will admit defeat."

Master Miaotong responded with a smile, and then asked: "Speaking of this, what is the origin of fellow Taoists? In my impression, you do not exist in the unique third-grade immortal god in this world."

"Also, what is your corresponding origin? It looks hidden, cursed, and some darkness. But the sword weapon you used at the beginning has many changes and infinite evolution."
Chapter completed!