Carrying the Zhu Rong Order given by Hou Tu, Meng Chang embarked on his return journey.
The position of god in the underworld is dispensable. From a soldier in northern Xinjiang to the present step, if you advance, you will live. If you don't advance, you will die. Just like the Kunyang defenders who followed Liu Xiu in the uprising, they want to Surrender also depends on whether Wang Mang accepts it. After surrender, he will inevitably die. If he fights hard, Liu Xiu can also have spring.
Xuanniao did not lead him back to Youdu City, but took him directly to the other side of the Wangchuan River where he came from, and then turned back to the Immortal Tree.
There was a no-fly spell on the Wangchuan River, so Mengchang was not in a hurry and quietly waited for Liu Ting to row the boat across the bank, and then followed him across the river and out of the cave.
Zhu Rong Ling, this is a fiery red token given to him by Hou Tu. There are five flames of different shapes engraved on it, which looks a bit unclear. Looking at one of the orange flames, Meng Chang can feel , this is the breath of ordinary fire, or the ascended position of the God of Fire, which is related to these five flames.
Of course, this is not the real use of Zhu Rong Ling. Hou Tu gave her the token so that he could use it to recruit the old Gonggong clan of the Xiangshui God Department to assist him in his crusade against the East China Sea next year.
It is difficult to call the Xiangshui divine line, but it is also simple to say. Shun was buried in the southeast corner of the Xiangshui River, and Emperor E and Nv Ying were martyred. Today, the largest divine line of the Xiangshui River is the Xiang that was transformed by Emperor Shun and his two daughters. Jun, Mrs. Xiang, toward Yunmengze, there is Yun Zhongjun, the god of Daze, and there is also the god of Lei Ze in the direction of Leize Central.
Well, in the Jingchu pantheon, they also have a supreme god named Donghuang Taiyi, not the Taiyi of Pesticide. He is the supreme god worshiped by all the Jingchu tribes, similar to the Empress and Queen believed in by the Central Plains pantheon. earth.
Of course, there are many other Jingchu gods, but none of them can be dealt with by the Zhu Rong Order. Many of them even have hostile relations with the Zhu Rong clan. The only ones who are sure to ask for help are probably the Zhu Rong and Gonggong clan of the Xiangshui gods. Descendants and remnants of Emperor Shun.
His thoughts were a little scattered, and the sound of a creaking boat interrupted his contemplation. Looking closely, it was Liu Ting who was rocking the boat to the inner shore.
From a distance, Liu Ting kept waving her hands and asked loudly: "Why did the young master come back so quickly? But he met the great god Houtu?"
Watching the boat docking, Mengchang cupped his hands and said, "I have already met my ancestors. Fortunately, I have lived up to my fate. If you persist for a while, I believe that our ancestors will soon build a stone bridge over the Wangchuan River, so that you will not have to go back." I worked tirelessly to ferry back and forth, returned to Youdu City and worked as a civil servant, and I was free and at ease from now on."
Liu Ting first glanced at Meng Chang's head and saw no horns. Then she smiled happily and thanked him happily.
"Thank you, young master, haha, this is very good, very good!"
"Young Master, you want to cross the river back? Come on, get on the boat and let the old man give you a ride."
After that, Liu Ting opened the lid of the fish basket, released the wandering souls ashore, then enthusiastically took Meng Chang's arm, lit the oil lamp directly, and swung the boat to the other side.
"Old Liutou, you lit the lamp directly before the evil spirit from the bottom of the river came out. Don't you feel sorry for your lamp oil?"
"Hey, as you said, the old man will return to Youdu City soon, and this soul lamp will no longer be needed in the future. You have helped me so much, so what does it mean for the old man to use some lamp oil!"
As he spoke, Old Liutou's tone was much lighter, and the black air on his face was gradually dissolving, returning to his original dark and sallow complexion.
Mengchang clicked his tongue in surprise. It seemed that no matter the level of ability, as long as one enjoyed immortality and had some bloodline superpowers, no one could escape the fate of eventual corruption. I am afraid that these black energies would not be what Lao Liutou has been doing for more than a thousand years. The Forgotten River must have been infected by the malice and ferocity of many evil spirits.
In this case, he really should retire and return to Youdu City to live in his old age, otherwise, if he continues, he may eventually turn into a dark ghost.
Well, job rotation is very important. Staying in one position for a long time will certainly enrich your experience, but it can also easily make positions and functions boring.
The ferry was very fast this time, and Mengchang returned to Huangquan Road on the other side in more than half an hour.
After thanking him again, Meng Chang walked slowly in the direction he came from. Behind him, the overjoyed Lao Liuting was still talking happily.
"Hey, go home, you can finally go home, Naihe Bridge, Naihe Bridge, please show up quickly, Lao Liutou has been waiting for a thousand years, Lao Liutou, I want to go home!"
When I left, the eerie feeling in the cave no longer appeared. After seeing Youdu City and knowing the story of reincarnation, all the terrifying atmosphere became very dull.
Mengchang walked out of the cave. The long-lost sunshine hung high in the sky, stinging his eyes. Even a warrior with strong bloodline like him could not avoid basic physiological reactions. From dark to light, he needed someone to adapt. process.
After standing there covering his eyes for a long time, Meng Chang stood up and looked in the direction of Jie Yang Mountain, then released the jade unicorn again and flew forward.
There are four major immortal cultivating families and sects on Jie Yang Mountain. They cannot escape from the world and are not disturbed by others. As soon as they approached the terrace of Jie Yang Mountain, four children were waiting respectfully for a long time.
"Meng Bohou! You are finally here. Please take care of your mount. No, my dear brother, it's too cruel!"
The person who first greeted him showed no signs of immortality at all. Instead, he was like an old dog wagging his tail to show goodwill. Seeing the appearance of his leader, countless young disciples of the immortal sect dared to be angry but dared not speak out, but they Under the pressure of his elders, he dared not speak out.
Although the four sects are sects cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals also involves lives. Those who practice dual cultivation are naturally extremely powerful, but if they have enough energy to be successful in cultivating at both ends, they will not just practice on a hill in Donglu. , I had already gone to Yuxu Palace or Biyou Palace to ask for immortality.
I can't blame the monks of the Four Sects for being too weak. The person who bullied them was a golden-winged roc after all. Even Meng Chang needed to use his little brains, and then cooperated with Kong Xuan to sing the double act, and then let Phoenix come forward to preach. Return to the heart, otherwise, with the speed of the golden-winged roc, no one can keep up.
It's like cavalry bullying infantry, running over to shoot you when nothing happens, rushing in to wreak havoc while you're sleeping, but you can't catch up, and can only look at the enemy's butt and rage in incompetence.
The good leader was covered in bruises and bruises, and his robes were torn into rags, which looked very funny. The group of angry disciples behind him were even worse. Some of them were already on crutches and covered with bandages. .
"You old Taoist priest, you are so rude. As soon as your Grandpa Peng came to rest on the mountain, your disciples took a net bag and wanted to catch me as a spiritual pet. They blinded your dog eyes and beat away the young ones and the old ones. The old ones are getting older, so you still blame me? Grandpa Peng didn’t kill you all, he was very restrained with just small punishments and big warnings!”
Meng Chang looked meaningfully at the four sects who were being held accountable, and ignored them. He just looked at them coldly, making his heart tremble at the sight of them. He then took back the jade unicorn, let the bird turn into wings, and headed north. Fly away.
"Headmaster Li, can we let them go now? That thief bird dug out our spiritual veins alive and killed many disciples."
The leader of the Linxian Sect, who had looked miserable before, had a dark face and angrily scolded everyone: "How are you still waiting? That's the prince of Dashang, and he can't even catch a roc. What else do you want? A few days ago Are you turning a blind eye to the report of the Dongyi war? Where did the man named Meng come from? Are you blind? Do you believe that if we dare to besiege him today and take Pengniao by force, tomorrow the ghost soldiers from Jie Yin Mountain will come to our door. . A bunch of blind things, they don’t even consider how capable they are when they see a mythical beast.”
Everyone was speechless and did not dare to speak. After being scolded by the old leader, they all remembered the cruelty of the young prince, and cold sweat broke out behind them. The older generation was well-informed and naturally knew the pros and cons. Only that group The young man seemed a little unconvinced, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Meng Chang said before that he wanted to rectify the immortal and demon sects in the world, and he was not lying.
There are too many monks in the world. Since ancient times, there have been living beings who have successfully cultivated and become demons and immortal beasts. There are also many people in the human race who have entered the three religions to practice. Some people have stayed in the three religions, and many people have left and committed suicide. Open the mountain gate, occupy the blessed land of the immortal family all over the world, and plunder the spiritual power of heaven and earth for your own use.
The deeper the cultivation, the longer the lifespan, and the branches continue to spread, and it has the potential to be overwhelming. Sometimes there is only one alliance leader missing, and it is impossible to condense into a huge force.
It's just that Meng Di is still too young to make enemies on all sides. He has reason to suspect that the list of gods in heaven was originally set up to restrain these beings, especially the members of the three sects at the head.
After a long and dusty journey, we finally returned to Mengcheng before winter was over.
Watching the Peng bird landing in the yard, Meng Chang liked it more and more. Apart from the shortcomings of his hair always getting messed up and his cheeks getting sore from scratches, the speed of the Peng bird was a good thing.
It would be even better if there could be a collective teleportation similar to the one used by the Archmage in Warcraft. Wherever there is rebellion or disobedience in the future, the Peng bird would clear the way and tear up a teleportation scroll to teleport the army there.
Haha, you can study it, but the principle of space movement may need to be consulted by Master Zhulong.
Mengchang, who returned to Mengcheng, was the supreme prince in Northern Xinjiang. As soon as he landed, countless ministers and nobles rushed to visit him. There were countless flatterers and countless people asking for help. It was precisely because people were poor in the busy city that no one asked, and rich in the mountains. Distant relative.
After dealing with many matters, Meng Chang walked alone in the yard, looking at the Peng bird that kept combing its brown and yellow feathers, and said with a smile.
"Brother Peng, your speed is unparalleled in the world, no one can match it. Brother, I still need your help with something!"
"Haha, if something happens, I will be Brother Peng. If nothing happens, I will be Brother Peng. Meng Chang, Meng Chang, I have only been with you for a few days, but I, the Invincible Golden Winged Dapeng King, have already seen your face clearly."
"When it's done, I'll give Phoenix a letter of thanks!"
"What's the matter? I'm happy to help you."
"Hahaha!" Mengchang found that Pengniao was also quite interesting. As long as the phoenix was mentioned, he would definitely obey him. Of course, he couldn't just play tricks on him. Mengchang would do whatever he promised. He really wanted to be with Peng. Birds are brothers.
This bird is capable of getting along, he is really capable of getting things done, and he also means what he says.
"Help me deliver a letter to Chao Ge and the Grand Master, and then take this Zhurong Order and the letter to the southern Xinjiang, ask for an audience with Emperor Shun of Xiangshui River, and invite Emperor Shun to send Shui tribe warriors to aid our northern Xinjiang."
"Well, when going to Southern Xinjiang, you have to pass by Chaoge. It's relatively easy. Is going to Chaoge just to deliver a letter to your Grand Master?"
"Oh, no, Chaoge is sending a message to the king, and the Grand Master is not at Chaoge."
"Then where is he?"
"Liaodong!"
Pengniao thought about it for a while, and realized that Southern Xinjiang is the southernmost point, and Liaodong is the northernmost point of Northern Xinjiang.
"Meng, come out for a duel. Grandpa Peng will beat you to death today!!!"
(End of chapter)
