Yuntong Dragon Palace.
main hall.
There are bursts of silk and bamboo, and dancing and music.
Ao Xuan sat at the top, shaking his head and tasting the spirit wine, laughing loudly from time to time.
Zen Master Hongyun, who was on the right, asked: "Why is the king laughing?"
"I laugh at the Qingyun Mountain God. As the ancestor of Nascent Soul, he is so timid and afraid of getting into trouble."
Ao Xuan said: "In three years, not to mention cleaning up the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain, not even the mountain temple dared to take a step forward, which makes me worry for nothing."
The wolf demon on the right said enviously: "We once dined with that mountain god, but we never thought that in the blink of an eye, he would become our immediate boss."
The other two Jindan Demon Kings in the palace immediately became interested when they heard this and asked for the details.
After the wolf demon told the story, the group of demons marveled. In addition to being envious and jealous, they couldn't help but mock the Qingyun Mountain God for being timid and cowardly. Even if they didn't dare to touch the Dragon Palace, they should kill a few wild gods to explain to the court.
Ao Xuan said disdainfully: "After all, he is a loose cultivator in the mountains. He has no background and support. If he is lucky enough to become a Taoist, he will inevitably lose his life. How can he dare to do it easily?"
"No comparison to the Dragon King!"
"The imperial court would not dare to act rashly on a descendant of a true dragon, let alone a mere sixth-grade mountain god?"
"That mountain god doesn't know etiquette. Since he knows that the Dragon King is the descendant of a true dragon, he should have come to pay him a visit long ago!"
"The gods of Qingyun Mountain are all headed by Yuntonghe. Which mountain god dares to act rashly? In the future, if the court blames him, he will not be frightened, but will come to find the Dragon King for rescue!"
"..."
After three or five jars of spiritual wine were poured into his stomach, the atmosphere became cheerful and his words became more and more unscrupulous.
The drunken words were exaggerated and boastful, but Ao Xuan listened to them in a daze, wondering if he could use the power of the Dragon Clan to bully the incompetent Qingyun Mountain God.
Of course, this is just a thought.
No matter how drunk Ao Xuan was, he would not dare to be arrogant in front of the Yuan Ying Ancestor. At most, he would just say some weird words in private.
Zen Master Hongyun drank heavily and ate meat, and reminded: "The Dragon King needs to be careful not to paralyze the mountain god, lest he be tricked into showing weakness!"
"Don't worry, Zen Master."
Ao Xuan said to everyone in the palace: "I asked my father for the talisman and seal. If the mountain god really comes to knock on my door, I only need to resist for a moment and a half, and my father will come from Jishui."
"That's very good."
Zen Master Hongyun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Unless the mountain god is crazy, he would not dare to knock on the door himself. He is probably looking for a puppet to stir up trouble. I will take over as soon as possible."
"The Zen Master is right."
Everyone claimed that it was true, and they were glad to join the Dragon Palace.
It has been nearly 20 years since the Daheng imperial court conducted inspections and plans. The righteousness of the Kyoto area has been reviewed several times. Compared with the time when the official administration was called the Qingming Dynasty, the taxes and taxes of the imperial court have increased several times.
The court has benefited, and the next step must be to deal with the wild god.
However, the wild god is different from the righteous god, with a complicated background and far-reaching implications, and the court does not dare to act rashly.
Test each other, come and go.
To this day, no state capital has actually begun to purge wild gods.
At this moment.
boom!
A loud noise came from outside, and immediately the Dragon Palace shook, rubble fell, and tables and chairs overturned.
"what happened?"
Ao Xuan had an angry look on his face, and just as he was ordering his left and right to investigate, General Crab rolled and crawled into the palace.
"Oh no!"
"Your Majesty, a Taoist priest came outside, claiming to be Yuntong Hebo who was conferred by the imperial court. General Xia said something to him, but he never thought that a few thunderbolts would destroy him."
General Crab's voice was broken, and he was obviously very frightened.
Ao Xuan frowned slightly and looked at Zen Master Hongyun and others. He already had a guess in his mind and asked in a loud voice.
"Only one Taoist?"
General Crab nodded repeatedly: "Just one."
"Hmph! How dare a little Taoist priest come to my Dragon Palace to run wild?"
Ao Xuan immediately felt relieved. As expected by the Zen master, he said, "Quickly go and order the three thousand water demons. The four fellow Taoists might as well accompany me to meet the so-called Yuntong Hebo?"
"promise!"
Everyone agreed and followed Ao Xuan out of the palace.
After a while.
The water on the Yuntong River surged, and whirlpools suddenly appeared, and then thousands of water monsters came out to kill them.
The drums and horns sounded together, and the shouts were loud.
hold head high--
The roar of the dragon came, and nine black dragons were seen pulling the chariot, and finally flew out from the bottom of the water.
Wind, tiger, dragon and cloud.
The moment the black dragon appeared, dark clouds floated in the sky, thunder rolled, and in an instant it rained heavily.
Ao Xuan stood at the head of the dragon chariot, wearing a purple robe, with his hands behind his back, his face stern, he raised his eyes and looked ahead. In the mist and mist, he stood in the sky wearing a navy blue Taoist robe and scolded.
"How dare you, this junior, come to my King's Dragon Palace to act wild?"
"It's just a wild god, but the pomp is not small!"
The Taoist priest was Wang Hong. A yellow book appeared in his hand and he said: "I am the God of Qingyun Mountain who conferred the title of Yuntong Hebo. I came to take office today. All the spirits in the river have become under my command!"
"Hahaha!"
Ao Xuan seemed to have heard the joke, he laughed a few times and said mockingly: "I am also a spirit of the Yuntong River. If you have the guts to give orders, see if I will listen?"
Wang Hong was righteous and concentrated, and said loudly: "Ao Xuan, you are just a snake demon. Why don't you kneel down when you see this god?"
Ao Xuan was slightly startled, then became angry and said: "How brave! I will definitely take away your soul..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Wang Hong say again.
"Ao Xuan, the snake demon of Yuntong River, disobeyed the orders of He Bo and threatened to kill the righteous god of the court. According to the law of the Great Constant, he should be punished!"
While talking.
Before Ao Xuan and others could react, they saw the seal magic weapon flying out of Wang Hong's sleeves, spinning around and turning into the size of a hill, and smashed towards it with immeasurable black and yellow divine light.
"This magic weapon..."
Ao Xuan looked horrified. The power of this treasure was definitely not that of the golden elixir. He opened his mouth and spit out a pair of dragon horns to resist, and at the same time, his body exploded back hundreds of feet.
Rumble…
As the seal fell, the black dragon screamed and exploded into nine blood flowers in the air.
The black and yellow divine light overflowed like ripples. The bodies of all the water monsters it touched were instantly twisted and broken into several pieces, and five hundred of them were killed in just one blow.
"Damn! Lingbao!"
Ao Xuan looked up to the sky and roared, turned into a hundred-foot black dragon, and roared: "Four fellow Taoists attack together, this guy is in the early stage of the golden elixir, and it can't be activated a few times."
"Let's take action together."
Zen Master Hongyun and others either cast magic weapons or manifested the true form of the Demon King, forming a formation to surround Wang Hong.
"A lot against a few?"
Wang Hong had a golden bell hanging above his head to protect himself. He raised his hands to the surroundings and said, "Please help me, brothers and sisters, to kill the rebels!"
"Junior brother, don't be polite."
"You can kill just a few monsters at will!"
"This black dragon is pretty good. The poor Taoist is refining the Thundering Drum, but he is just short of a good animal skin!"
Seven or eight voices were heard in succession, and ten figures appeared, surrounding Ao Xuan and others in the center.
Wang Hong took out the black flag from his cuffs and waved it a few times. Thousands of black-armored monks flew out from it. They were all stepping on black clouds, and there were gusts of wind. They were all Foundation-Building Ghost Cultivators.
"This is……"
Zen Master Hongyun was well-informed. He saw clearly the seal characters on the flag and said in shock: "The Yongning City God's underworld soldiers!"
The City God's Temple is in charge of the order of the underworld, and is responsible for catching the ghosts who do not want to enter reincarnation, so as not to cause trouble to ordinary people. It would be too wasteful to kill them directly. Most of them had their memories erased and turned into Yin soldiers, who were dispatched by the officials and Yin soldiers of the City God's Temple.
The Yin soldiers under the command of the Yongning City God can be regarded as an extremely famous army of evil ghosts in Daheng.
It is difficult to maintain regulations based on the resources of the City God's Temple alone. It is only made with Danxia Zi allocated spiritual objects.
Because of this, Wang Hongfang was able to borrow the Yin Bing command flag!
"Yongning City God? Butian Sect!"
When Ao Xuan thought about this, the dragon's tail swung, turned its head and fled into the distance.
Gu Xiaoke was different from Zhou Yi. He was in charge of the power of the government and was a disciple of Butian Sect who had been famous for hundreds of years.
Strong and powerful, with a profound background.
Not to mention the Dragon Emperor of Jishui, even the superior Shang Min Shuijun did not want to provoke him. Ao Xuan did not even dare to return to the Dragon Palace, so he abandoned the Yuntong River Goddess position and fled.
"Where can I go, my poor drum head?"
The old Taoist who spoke had a kind face, but his attacks were extremely ruthless. He waved his hand and threw the magic weapon in his net bag to block the road, and secretly stabbed several invisible flying swords to kill him in a sneak attack.
hold head high!
Ao Xuan crashed into the net bag. He originally wanted to use the black dragon's body to tear it apart, but he never thought that another golden elixir monk would take action and activate the pagoda magic weapon to suppress it.
Zen Master Hongyun and others also had a hard time, one against two.
Not to mention escaping, even saving your life is difficult!
…
Thousands of miles away.
There were bursts of thunder in the sky, sudden divine lights, sudden wind and rain, and from time to time there were shouts and curses.
A ray of divine light fell on the ground, rumbled and shattered dozens of miles of mountains.
After a long time.
The roaring stopped, and two figures stood in the sky.
The old man in black cupped his hands and said, "Please Mr. Long return to Jishui."
The other man with the body of a dragon was none other than Jishui Dragon Lord Ao Lie. He said in a deep voice: "I just want to take Xuan'er away and ignore everything else. Isn't this also okay?"
The old man's expression remained unchanged: "Master has an order, please ask Mr. Long to return to Jishui!"
Ao Lie's eyes were red: "What a god-turned-celestial king, so domineering? How dare you bully my dragon clan!"
"Please Longjun return to Jishui!"
The old man's eyes were slightly focused, his fingertips were shining brightly, and his magical powers were being unleashed at any time.
"Okay, okay! I will remember this emperor's revenge for losing his son."
Ao Lie had a bad temper, and now he was so angry that he knew he had no choice but to stop the old man and raised his head to look in the direction of Kyoto.
"The son of Yuanding led the wolf into the house, and I watched as Da Heng changed his name. At that time, the three houses of Jishui will be flooded to sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven!"
After saying that, he turned into light and left.
…
The next day.
Yuntong Hebo changed his position.
Ao Xuan died on the spot, and the dragon skin was made into a magic weapon, which was hung in Hebo Mansion to intimidate everyone.
Many wild gods in Qingyun Mountain were frightened three times a day after hearing the news. They all took strict precautions and stepped up their training of demon soldiers.
…
Half a month later.
Qingyun Mountain Temple.
Zhou Yi was meditating and refining his qi, and was on duty to report to the general in golden armor.
"The mountain god of Yishan asks to see you!"
"Bring it up."
Zhou Yi's eyes sparkled, and he knew the purpose of this mountain god without thinking deeply.
The Battle of Yuntong River revealed too much information. Now everyone knows that Qingyun Mountain God's background is the Butian Sect. In the face of such a powerful force, a mere wild god is not even an ant.
Since you are unstoppable, try joining!
Even if the losses are huge, as long as they can join the Butian Sect, there will be countless benefits in the future.
After a while.
The mountain god of Yishan came to Yongning Hall. He looked like a middle-aged Taoist priest. He was in the late stage of the golden elixir of magical power and was considered the top among the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain.
Plop!
The middle-aged Taoist priest knelt down and banged his head three more times before speaking.
"Jingxu, please pay homage to God!"
Zhou Yi raised his brows and said: "You have done a very detailed investigation, so you should know about Pindao's preferences?"
Jingxu suddenly beamed with joy, took out the storage bag from his sleeves, held it up with both hands and said, "This is what I have accumulated over hundreds of years. I ask the gods to accept it, and the people under my command have selected three hundred beauties and will send them to you soon."
"Haha, it seems that the poor man's reputation for being a sycophant, greedy for money and lust has spread widely."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of the storage bag, and his spiritual consciousness swept through thousands of wish beads, and the other spiritual stones and spiritual objects piled up into a mountain.
Yishan stretches for three thousand miles, and there is a gold ore vein in the mountain, which is a necessary material for refining magic weapons and magic weapons. Jingxu has been in charge of the mine for hundreds of years, which is enough to accumulate such wealth.
"The God has true nature. The younger generation respects him very much and will behave like this in the future!"
Jingxu flattered Zhou Yi repeatedly and forcefully explained Zhou Yi's behavior as a true god who was at ease.
Zhou Yi put the storage bag into his cuffs. The cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage consumes a lot of money. The more spiritual objects and spiritual stones the better, but his voice changed and he said.
"I am the God of Qingyun Mountain, and all the mineral veins in the mountain are under my jurisdiction! You have occupied the Mountain God's number for hundreds of years and have repeatedly violated the imperial laws. I have the right to beat you to pieces."
"When you die, this spiritual creature will still belong to Pindao!"
"God, have mercy on me..."
Jingxu was so frightened that he kowtowed and cursed the old thief in his heart for being shameless, which was even worse than the rumors outside. Fortunately, he was prepared when he came.
"Sir, you have not long since joined the Butian Sect, but you have no foundation in the sect. If all the subordinate divine positions are occupied by fellow sects, it will be like inviting a wolf into the house. Who will listen to your will in the future?"
"Well, what about that?"
Zhou Yi was very interested. Jingxu's mind was quite sharp, but he just misjudged the situation.
Zhou Yi doesn't care about the so-called power of Qingyun Mountain. As long as the wishing power beads and spiritual objects are handed over enough, he would rather hide in the mountain temple and cultivate quietly than bother to fight for power with others.
Jingxu said: "This junior is willing to be the forerunner of the Supreme God and confront the other mountain gods, Hebo. The Supreme God only needs to balance the situation and then he can have great power."
"Well said."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity..."
Jingxu asked in confusion: "I wonder why God sighs?"
In his opinion, Zhou Yi had no reason to refuse, and no one could bear to lose power. Qingyun Mountain spans the land of the Three Prefectures, and there are countless mineral veins in the mountain. The authority directly represents the resources for cultivation!
"It's a pity that you do all kinds of evil in daily life, and you often use evil methods to harvest people's incense and power."
Zhou Yi said with a righteous look: "Firstly, I am a disciple of Butian. I follow the teachings of the sect and take it as my duty to quell the disasters of the common people. Secondly, I am the sixth-grade righteous god of Daheng. I must be loyal to the court and eradicate the evil gods for your majesty!"
"???"
Jingxu looked confused and couldn't understand why Pama Daojun had such a righteous and majestic side.
As everyone knows, these words are also flattering!
"The evil god must be punished!"
Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spit out thousands of sword lights, and circled around Jingxu. Only half of the soul was left in the same place, and he put it into his sleeves after casting a spell to seal it.
"How could a poor Taoist man get into trouble with his great patron because of some spiritual creature?"
"Uncle Danxiazi sent someone to summon you yesterday. The imperial court is very satisfied with the progress of Pindao's elimination of wild gods. It won't be long before another batch of bandit suppression materials will be sent!"
After thousands of years, Zhouyi saw the future situation of Daheng far more clearly than Jingxu.
Now withholding the previously promised divine throne will inevitably create a gap with his fellow disciples. When the mountains and rivers are peaceful and the court finds excuses to punish Zhou Yi, who will speak for him in the court?
"Your Majesty is definitely not a fool. It is impossible to see clearly that the wild god of Qingyun Mountain has been handed over to the Butian Sect, which has left huge hidden dangers!"
"The wild gods occupy the mountains and are kings. After all, they are disorganized bandits, but the Butian Sect is an organized warlord..."
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