Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 190 Bluffing?

The attack of the Canglongzhu was "planned for a long time" by Lin Xuanzhi before his spirit awakened.

After all, with insufficient cultivation, it is difficult to fully arouse the power of the magic weapon, so we can only choose a stupid method.

The cyan thunder raged past, and even the old ghost of Yinquan had no power to resist at all.

There is still an upright and violent atmosphere in the sky above Mica Mountain, and those who are half a step behind Yinquan Laomo have already fled in all directions, but it is still inevitable that it will be affected.

The residual power of the magic weapon, even if it was just rubbing against the edges, those monks of Xuanguang and Yinshen suffered a bit of trauma.

"It's not Yunmu Fairy Fairy and Hongyu Poniang, there are others in Yunmu Mountain!"

"A masculine magic weapon of thunder and lightning!"

In the panic and fleeing far away, an old man in white riding on a huge black crow communicated with people with a dignified expression.

On the ground, strands of mysterious light with the power of strong incense converged into a majestic tall figure of ghosts and gods, but at this time the spirit body was very illusory.

"You still need to say it?"

"It's a pity, old ghost Yinquan, he still has hope to become a ghost fairy."

The Daoist who reported the death had a gloomy face: "If it weren't for the promise of the Beifu, the old ghost would not be so eager to behave."

"However, it does mean that Immortal Fairy Yunmu and Hongyu have no interest in the affairs of the outside world."

Venerable Wutong followed closely behind the death-reporting Taoist, while observing behind him vigilantly, for fear that there would be a blue glow coming.

"It's useless to say so much. It seems that Immortal Fairy Mica has a countermeasure."

The ghost body of the Daoist who reported death was clear and solid, and he looked like a real person, but he was also a Yinshen venerable in the way of ghosts and immortals, and his strength was not much worse than that of the Yinquan old devil under the falling thunder.

The two fled all the way, and soon came to a black nest in a gloomy dense forest, more than 20 miles away from Yunmu Mountain.

In a simple and quiet Taoist temple in the lair, there is a person standing with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for the two to return.

The man was dressed in official robes of the underworld, although he was simple, he had a majestic attitude, and his face looked a bit mean and cold as he was in his early fifties.

"Master Ghost Messenger, there is an accident."

The Taoist who reported the death had not yet entered his Taoist temple, he had already reported it respectfully.

Yan Wei, the ghost emissary of the Northern Ghost Emperor's Kingdom, nodded indifferently: "It's only because of accidents."

Daoist Baosi and Venerable Wutong lowered their heads and did not dare to question anything.

The system of the ghost kingdom of the five directions follows the Fengdu City of the Great Dao Lord, with the ghost emperor as the main body, the left and right judges, the four generals, and the ghost envoys of the ten directions.

The judges, generals, and ghost envoys in the five ghost kingdoms must all be existences above the primordial spirit, but how their strength comes from is different.

Among them, the ones with the highest status and potential are the orthodox monks who came up through their own practice. The race is not limited, but they all have both body and spirit, and they are expected to advance.

The next one is the achievement of ghosts and immortals in the underworld. Although they have the ability of the primordial spirit, they have no hope of pure yang, so they can only rely on the underworld to live a lifetime.

The lowest status is the ghosts and gods who have made great achievements or are valued by the superiors and accepted the imperial seal.

This kind of existence itself is not at the level of Yuanshen, and only by relying on the existence of divine scriptures can it be comparable to ghost immortals and Yuanshen.

But no matter what, it is not something that can offend Daoist Daoist and Wutong.

The range of immortal consciousness at the Yuanshen level is usually between [-] to [-] li to [-] li. Yan Wei has no understanding of the situation of Mica Mountain, and only feels some fluctuations from a distance.

Hearing what the two said, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "As expected by His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, Immortal Fairy Mica really made an arrangement."

"However, there have been no traces of entry and exit at the level of the primordial spirit in Netherland recently. It is impossible for the mica, the magic weapon of thunder, to be revealed after hiding for so long."

Venerable Wutong seemed to think of something, and said cautiously: "There is a shady road outside Yunmu Mountain that leads to Chiming Daqian several times a month. Will someone come in from there?"

Yan Wei is noncommittal: "It's not impossible."

"It seems that Immortal Fairy Mica has already made arrangements, but I don't know what kind of existence is behind the magic weapon."

The Daoist who reported the death had a heavy face and guessed: "If it is the true Yuanshen, I should not be able to come back. But if you can activate the magic weapon to such a power and destroy the Yinquan with one blow, I am afraid it is not inferior to the two of us." existence."

"The lord of the Yin God in the yang world..."

Venerable Wutong remained silent, never caring about existence, he, a shady incense ghost, dared not go to the front to stand out.

A thoughtful look flashed in Yan Wei's eyes, a yin god added a magic weapon.

Is it strong?

powerful!
But in fact, it's just like that in the Netherland, and it's obviously not enough to protect the mica fairy princess in retreat.

"Could it be that they rushed to the doctor for sudden illness, where did they get a stunned young man?"

"It's very difficult for the female fairies in Yaochi to enter the Underworld. Could it be other forces that are benevolent to Mother Jin?"

Thinking to no avail, Yan Wei thinks that he can only force that person out to see who he is.

He looked at the Taoist who reported the death and Venerable Wutong, and said, "The matter of mica's retreat is basically confirmed. Based on your majesty's observations of her over the years, the possibility of inviting you into the urn is very low."

"However, to be on the safe side, let's see who they have invited."

The two people who reported their death respectfully agreed: "Master Yan's words are reasonable, but this..."

Knowing that the two are afraid of that person's magic weapon, and the power of the Mica Immortal Palace itself, Yan Wei snorted softly: "I am here to tell you to die in vain."

I saw it took out a long nail with five strange ghost heads carved on the top, and the black air filled the body, coming in and out with the ghosts and beasts.

The cold breath that made people feel cold all over the body made the two Taoists who reported death couldn't help but take three steps back.

"This is?!"

Yan Wei introduced casually: "The five ghosts eat the heart nail, which is equivalent to the secret treasure of the first-level supernatural powers. Even the authentic primordial spirit of the Taoist school can't stand it."

Then he took out two black fairy talismans: "The five-party ghost sage true talisman is enough to block three attacks from elementary or intermediate supernatural powers."

The Daoist who reported the death and Venerable Wutong couldn't help but said with great joy: "Thank you, Lord Yan!"

"Well, if you behave well, you might not be able to enter my Beifu." Yan Wei nodded reservedly.

After a while, looking at the direction where Yan Wei disappeared, the death-reporting Taoist couldn't help guessing: "It seems that Lord Yan is going to join forces elsewhere?"

Venerable Wutong smiled without any surprise: "We are just small characters, Mr. Yan may be visiting those ghosts."

"Now that we have the secret treasure in hand, let's discuss how to go to Mica Mountain again."

The Taoist who reported the death said cautiously: "There is no hurry, we have to think about it in the long run."

"No matter how good the secret treasure is, it is not as good as the real magic weapon. There must be some crazy people who are crazy about everything. Wait for them to go first."

Thinking of repaying Taoist death, the old ghost lived long enough, and Venerable Wutong didn't refute.

"I'll go back to recuperate for a while, and let me know if anything happens."

The Taoist who reported the death nodded slightly: "Go."

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Three days later.

Lin Xuanzhi didn't know that a ghost country master had arrived near Yunmu Mountain, and he and Canglongzhu spent three days condensing three Jiamu Yanglei for the two generals to prevent accidents.

Jiutian Yunbanqi kept muttering about Lin Xuanzhi's motivating the general to take the initiative to attack, but he also supported the two of them.

After such three days of hard work, the other people hadn't recovered from the scene of the old demon Yinquan's death on Mica Mountain. The two gods, Xinghen and Rihui, took the jade platform fairy mirror and pointed at a place [-] miles away from Mica Mountain. At Dongfu.

The Yutai Immortal Mirror itself is equivalent to a special spiritual weapon that has been imperially sealed for a unique Dharma protector. The three thousand forbidden Taoist soldiers included in it can be described as elite, which cannot be compared with Lin Xuanzhi's Dharma protector.

Under the leadership of the two generals, Xingri and Xingri, they were able to sweep away all the existences under the primordial spirit, and they could even integrate into the formation when the fairy formation was opened.

There is no strong existence in the [-] li radius of Mica Mountain, but nine out of ten of the hilltops and caves a little farther away are looking at Mica Mountain, and the remaining one or two are confused and just go in without knowing it.

When many people didn't realize it, the miraculous generals and Taoist soldiers of Yunca Mountain had swept away two caves and three hills in one day, and they all went around the Yunca Mountain three days ago.

In the Yunmu Immortal Palace, Lin Xuanzhi could not help but nod repeatedly when he heard the results of the battle between the two of Xinghen with the help of the real Yuan Junzi.

"The momentum is like a rainbow, that's right!"

Yuan Junzi muttered slightly: "Pindao sensed that there is a powerful existence in the distance."

Lin Xuanzhi was taken aback when he heard the words: "The strength is not bad, is it the real Yuanshen?"

"It should be a ghost fairy, but it looks like it has only survived the second disaster."

"But if you can hide from the perception of the poor, it is no accident that you are a ghost in the underworld."

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help taking a look at Yunmu's bedroom, and said with a helpless smile: "These people are really impatient, and I only hope that Empress Yunmu will succeed as soon as possible."

Yuan Junzi said with a chuckle: "If the level of the second calamity is high, it should be just a ghost envoy, and his strength can be regarded as the middle class."

"If the judge of the ghost country comes directly, the poor Taoist should persuade the little friend to retreat."

The magistrate of a ghost country, regardless of his real cultivation level, has pure yang ability after taking office.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled lightly: "They also don't want to underestimate Empress Yunmu, for fear that there may be some conspiracy in it."

Yuan Junzi was noncommittal, and then smiled and said: "The person here is at the level of the second disaster, but his strength is solid. It should be his own merits, and he is also worthy of cultivation in the ghost country."

"But my friend's actions can indeed confuse people."

As they expected, Xingri Er will lead people to pacify the hilltops and caves outside the Mica Mountain, directly ignoring many people.

Yan Wei, who was having a drink with a ghost fairy, couldn't help thinking in surprise after learning about the situation.

"Being so aggressive and domineering is not the usual style of Mica Asgard!"

"Could it be that the Taoist priests from the Guangcheng and Yuchen sects came here?"

Jin Yuance, the ghost fairy at the side, was also very surprised: "The mica fairy palace is empty right now, could it be that the person who came here is so confident?"

"According to your conjecture, my lord, the owner of the magic weapon is not at the level of Yuanshen, right?"

Yan Weize's eyes flickered strangely, and he couldn't figure out the situation of Mica Immortal Palace for a while.

Immortal Fairy Mica invited a helper who was not a soul.

The helper turned around and dispatched the main defense force of Asgard.

"A bluff? Or invite you into the urn?"

They are all existences who have practiced for many years. Although Yan Wei has not met each other, he will not naively treat people as fools.

But this time he really didn't understand.

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