The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 153 Penglai Thousand Islands
Wu Yong had just returned to the East China Sea and less than three days had passed when he immediately received an order from Yuxu Palace.

Yuxu Order: Order the four officials of Penglai to go to the central temple of Penglai to stop the war.

Even so, Wu Yong had no room for hesitation. He launched a treasure ship from the north ferry of Changhuan Fairy Island, selected a hundred silver-armored Taoist soldiers, took the Scorpion Spirit and Hun Tian Dapeng, and headed straight for the center of Penglai.

"Aren't you going to take those three Yin Gods with you? Your chief steward who is good at wind is also quite capable in fighting."

The Scorpion Demon leaned against the treasure boat, playing with the Divine Plague Pill that Wu Yong had just refined, then turned around and asked softly.

"It's just following orders. We don't have to do it ourselves." Wu Yong shook his head.

Wu Yong did not even bring the Huang Tiandao Camp, the Gangsha Soldiers, and the Three Evil Yin Gods with him, and only asked them to patrol the East China Sea.

He didn't really want to be involved in it.

"Okay! I'll give it back to you. This divine plague is unpredictable."

The Scorpion Demon threw the plague pill lightly back into Wu Yong's palm, shook his head and chuckled.

The divine plague predestined by heaven is a branch of natural disasters. It is not only completely unrelated to the way of poison, but they are also completely separate and it is impossible to comprehend the principles of each other.

"Wait, that's it?"

The Golden Peng of Chaos transformed into a demon body, and turned into a hundred-foot-long golden roc, with a body like divine steel and covered with golden feathers. It circled over Penglai until it saw a row of huge objects as tall as hills in the distance. Then it transformed into a golden light that spread across the ground and suddenly entered the treasure ship.

Following Dapeng's direction, he saw that on the surface of the sea there were densely packed giant puppets of all kinds, some were tens or even dozens of feet tall. Some were in human form, some were in tiger form, and some even had six arms and a hundred feet, shaped like giant monsters.

And they are all constructed of precious spiritual wood materials, mortise and tenon joints, steel nails, dragon pillars, blades...all kinds of structures crisscross each other, full of power.

Thousands of puppet strings hang down from the dark clouds and mist, connecting to the joints of the giant puppet. The giant monster, hundreds of feet long, is like a puppet. Wherever it passes, dark clouds cover the sky and it steps on the sea and waves as if it were walking on flat ground.

"What is that thing? Why is there no aura at all? It's just... like a corpse!"

Hun Tian Da Peng - Jin Fengzi frowned, but found it a little difficult to understand.

"The Immortal Puppet Sect is good at making mechanical puppets. They often use spiritual wood and precious materials to make human and animal puppets, and control them with the secret method of the soul. They have the hardness of magic weapons and the ingenious craftsmanship of natural creatures."

"There are treasure puppets, Yin puppets, corpse puppets, flesh and blood spirit puppets... but there is no real orthodoxy."

Wu Yong raised his hand to touch his forehead and looked out.

Feeling the ill intentions of the person who came, he just smiled at the other practitioners.

The giant puppet, which looked like it was made of steel, ran wildly on the waves with dark clouds on its head until it came to Wu Yong's treasure ship. Before it was even a mile away, the sleeves of the giant puppet were already filled with mithril flying needle arrows. The mouth, nose and eyes of the puppet were filled with fire, and it seemed that it was about to spit out tongues of fire and wash the treasure ship with blazing flames.

But after Wu Yong took a glance, the next moment, the entire sea surface seemed to be hit hard. The giant steel puppet and the Taoist immortal puppet who was hiding above the dark clouds and controlling the Thousand Machine Silk were all like dumplings in a dumpling, falling powerlessly into the vortex of the void.

The sea surface several miles in front of Wu Yong was grabbed by him, and the world was immediately turned upside down, and the yin and yang were confused. No matter whether it was the giant golden and wooden puppet whose power was comparable to that of the third level, or the Taoist hiding behind the curtain, they were instantly knocked under the sea surface by the huge force.

The enormous force of heaven and earth caused the waves to crest, and a water prison with a diameter of about a mile took shape in an instant, trapping the six giant puppets inside. No matter how the monks on them struggled, it was all in vain.

Until finally, in the prison with turbulent water, the several immortal puppet monks were exhausted and had to surrender.

Such means are simply not something that the six inner disciples - the Gangsha sorcerers - can handle.

"Are you from the Immortal Puppet Sect so overbearing? Do you want to kill any treasure ship you see?"

Wu Yong snapped his fingers, and the six Taoist immortal puppets trapped in the water prison in mid-air were instantly brought to the deck of the treasure ship. Wu Yong then looked down at the six people on the floor and assessed them.

There were six Taoists, four men and two women, each wearing a different plain green Taoist robe. There was a sturdy monk who had replaced half of his body with a black Taoist metal and iron mechanical puppet, like a human puppet; there was a spiritual Taoist with a green robe covering his face and a soul like a ghost; there was a female Taoist with a face like a peach blossom, a body like a startling wild goose, and a myriad of changes; there was also a Taoist with flesh and blood spirit puppets whose face, body, bones, and magic power were all shaped in perfect proportions from top to bottom, almost perfect to the point of being inhuman...

Seeing all these evil spirits gathered together made Wu Yong frown slightly, as if he recalled some bad memories.

As for Wu Yong's questioning, no one among the cultivators responded. They were like puppets, with no change in their expressions.

"On the sea nowadays, those who can act so brazenly are mostly from the Central Penglai Dojo. Now that we have met on a narrow road, we have no choice but to fight!"

"Otherwise, we will be the ones to die. The monks of the Central Penglai Dojo will not show mercy to us."

"The wizard doesn't need to stare at them and interrogate them anymore."

"The big guy with half of his body transformed into a puppet is a twin puppet. It's not a big deal if he loses half of his body. He can always replace the other half."

"This shameless fellow in a black robe, and this transformed Taoist of Jiaohua...the two guys standing in front of the mage are just two puppets."

"Ask them, I guess the mage won't get the answer he wants!"

The perfect woman of flesh and blood smiled softly, her eyebrows were like fine feathers, her skin was like sheep fat, her face was like peach blossoms, and her waist was graceful. Her smile showed her enchanting appearance, and her lotus steps moved lightly, showing her charming figure.

As she tapped her jade fingers, the secrets of the other three people were revealed.

Wu Yong looked in the direction she said, and sure enough, there was a body with a soul but no spirit, and the other two were dead puppets and wooden puppets. Only the other two Taoists in plain clothes lagged behind the woman by half a step, standing vigilantly behind her.

"I am Zhong Ling'er from Zhili Peak of the Xiankui Sect, nice to meet the Taoist priest of the Wu family." The woman bowed lightly.

From the shadow where she was leaning over, something took another step forward, with a sinister and resentful aura blowing towards her. It turned out to be a ghost that had suffered hundreds of disasters!

The third level of Yin spirit?
bell?
The noble clan of Qingzhou, the ghost-controlling Zhong family?
In an instant, Wu Yong suddenly thought of the Qiongming Wang family's plan to occupy the Taixuan Sect. Could it be that Qingzhou had also been eyeing the Xiankui lineage for a long time?

However, just as the evil spirit appeared, there was a sudden sound of breaking air.

The Golden Phoenix flapped its wings, its eyes were like cold knives, and a golden light flashed across the ground. The golden wind and evil spirit followed its body, and in the blink of an eye it had captured the old evil spirit.

The sharp claws hooked deeply, and the murderous aura was as sharp as a knife, directly piercing the old ghost's scapula and lifting it up.

The Hundred Tribulations Yin Spirit, under the hands of the Great Wilderness Demon King, was as fragile as white paper, it was too thin!

"I was born in Yongdu, Qingzhou. I never thought I would touch the carriage of the Taoist priest. I hope the Taoist priest will show mercy."

Zhong Ling'er put away her teasing look at this moment, and immediately looked at the nose and the heart, with an expression of holiness and inviolability, and bowed again.

The person before him, I’m afraid, is definitely not just the ordinary third-level guardian as rumored?

At least, that charming woman with a sneer on her face and the demon king's guardian with a disdainful look on his face don't seem to be easy to deal with.

"Oh, then where is your chief sect leader?"

Wu Yong, however, did not want to get involved in this mess. No matter what the situation was with Qingzhou, the Immortal Puppet, and the Penglai Taoist Official, he went straight to the point.

"The clan leader is currently confronting the Daoist official in the east of the Thousand Islands. The Daoist official of the Wu family can go directly to the east of the Thousand Islands."

"only."

This woman was also a smart person. Seeing that Wu Yong had no interest in her, she said something else.

"I think the Taoist priest can go directly to the Penglai Taoist temple. The Immortal Puppet has a good relationship with the Taoist priests of the three sects. I'm afraid the Taoist priests will have to persuade the Taoist priest of the Yuan family to stop."

Hearing this, Wu Yong raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded gently, looked deeply at the woman, and waved his hand to order Dapeng to release the old ghost. "Let's go!"

A flash of light appeared on the treasure ship, and in an instant it turned into a green light and fled far to the east.

Only the three inner sect disciples of the Xiankui Sect were standing on the sea. The Thousand Machine Puppet Lines instantly connected to the giant puppets, and the three of them jumped and sat on the shoulders of the war puppets.

"Master Sister, then, what should we do next?"

"Don't do anything, just hide for a while!"

"Then, the other war puppets, and..."

"Humph, they run away faster than anyone else when something happens. Don't worry about it. Let them go to Haidilao on their own!"

Zhong Ling'er glanced coldly into the distance and saw those giant puppets and someone's twin puppets sinking to the bottom of the sea. She turned around and took the two supporters and left, controlling the giant war puppets.

The four great Taoist officials have come one after another, and this farce of a great war is probably coming to an end.

She was really unlucky. She heard the old guys in the clan talking nonsense, saying that they would protect her to become the true disciple of the Immortal Puppet, the master of a peak, and then they would covet the Mo Yan blessed land.

Before they could get anything, they encountered that Yuan family member who was trying to establish his power. He went crazy and killed the Xiankui clan. The gate of Xiankui Mountain was almost destroyed. They hid in the Western Sea and were nearly caught by the Taoist official from the East China Sea.

When the guardian ghost was handed over to her, she always said how powerful it was. But just when she was about to rely on it, it was pierced through the collarbone as soon as it appeared and was left hanging. Is it really so unreliable?
What a loss! I shouldn't have listened to the old guy in the clan. If I had joined the Taoist Palace lineage earlier, I would have achieved the third level long ago!

Zhong Ling'er was filled with sorrow. She was only planning to return these war puppets to the sect and then go to Qingzhou to hide...

And far away.

Wu Yong and others drove the treasure ship into the sky.

The further east you go, the more corpses there are on the sea. There are Taoists, puppet beasts stitched together from various spirit beasts, mortals, and sea beasts...

Fresh blood dyed the Thousand Islands waters red, with corpses floating everywhere. After being blistered by water, they looked like giants, which was extremely terrifying. In addition, the epidemic was rampant, which was beyond description.

"This...Immortal Puppet Sect and Central Dojo, are they really crazy?"

Looking at this tragic scene, Wu Yong frowned, not knowing what to say.

The Thousand Islands Region at the center of Penglai has twenty-four large countries, more than one hundred and seventy small countries, and tens of millions of mortals. Because of the confrontation between the two sides, even the small countries and mortals have to take sides. In just a few years, countless killings have been committed.

What I saw along the way was shocking.

Until the sea area was under martial law, the troops from the Central Penglai Dojo in the northern part of the Thousand Islands had already penetrated into the blessed land of the Xiankui lineage.

At this time, the Taoist officials of the Sanshang Sect happened to show up. The three True Lords, each on one side, locked the soldiers and horses of the Central Taoist Temple in the Yanmo Blessed Land.

I don't know how long the two sides confronted each other, but suddenly a joking voice was heard amid the panic.

"Didn't Yuxu Palace order the Five Senses of Penglai to handle the truce internally?"

"Why, it seems to me that you all don't want to stop the internal fighting, but want to have a hearty civil war first?"

At the entrance to the blessed land, which had been split open in the void, a green treasure ship was floating there. At the head of the ship, a heroic Taoist in a yellow robe with wide sleeves stood at the bow, holding a staff lightly with both hands.

"Good! Wu Yong, you're here just in time."

"These Penglai natives are really unkind. Get off these wild ways!"

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows when he suddenly heard the call, not knowing how to respond.

In the blessed land with a big gap opened, nine treasure ships were connected to form a huge war army. The misty magic circle was shining continuously, and the murderous cold light was faintly locking the qi in various places in the void.

This battle formation alone is the best in the entire Dongzhou. Which family can have dozens of top-grade magic ships and can drive nine third-level treasure ships to form a battle formation at will?
Below the battle formation was a Taoist general in green armor and robe, holding a bronze spear in his right hand. With one strike, he smashed a puppet mechanical beast that was a hundred feet tall. Then he swung the spear lightly and slashed horizontally, breaking the Hunyuan Gangqi of a Taoist official in the void.

The vanguard camp behind him, each holding a flag and a spear, tore open the battlefields of each spiritual puppet lineage one by one and attacked them separately.

The most eye-catching is the young man in a golden robe and crown, with majestic tiger eyes. He sits on a gilded ancient chariot, with a huge flag covering the sky standing horizontally in his right hand. The pure air on the Taiyin Xuanyi flag is swaying, like a long silk covering the sky. No matter whether it is a mechanism, arrow, Taoism or other magical power, anything that moves will be knocked down by the Taiyin pure air.

Yuan Zhong!

The second son of the Taiyin Yuan family, a first-class upper-class family.

But this bastard, as soon as he opened his mouth, he called them natives of Penglai and wild monks, and he also wanted to drag Wu Yong to overturn them.

Look, is this what should come out of the mouth of the Central Avenue Official of Penglai's Five Senses?

"Yuxu Palace issued an order to cease fire, so it means a ceasefire."

"No matter which side is right or which side is at a disadvantage, the situation must be stopped at the moment the order arrives."

"Everyone must know that only Yuxu Palace has the right to judge right and wrong!"

Wu Yong was silent for a moment, then he considered.

He doesn't want to end up like that.

But the same thing still applies: the moment the order from Yuxu Palace arrives, the action here must stop.

"The sea area is tens of thousands of miles in radius. I made a rough estimate when I came here. The number of casualties, including mortals from the Thousand Islands, sea beasts, and monks who participated in the battle, is in the hundreds of millions."

"This big change is no less than the evil god rebellion in Qingzhou back then. Back then, even the third-rank upper clan in Qingzhou was replaced by another one. Shouldn't you think about how to make up for it?"

The green boat landed, and Wu Yong stepped on the top of the treasure boat and gave advice to the cultivators in the field.

From the battle situation in their eyes, it seems that the Yuan family has probably already seized the ownership of this blessed land. The other three sects are unable to bear it and are ready to take action.

But he hasn't taken any action in several years, so it doesn't seem like he is upset about the Xiankui Sect.

"Hahahaha!"

"That makes sense. That makes sense."

"The wars in the past few years have indeed caused my Penglai Thousand Islands to suffer heavy losses. I am guilty. Later, I will use billions of Taoist money to eliminate the epidemic, manage all industries, and help all people."

"I will issue an edict of self-blame for the sake of the people..."

"But this blessed land is now included in our Central Penglai. I wonder what the officials think?"

Yuan Zhong stepped one foot on the top of the gilded chariot, tightly grasped the ten-foot-high sky-covering flag in his right hand, and laughed wildly.

What Wu Yong said was not wrong. The arrival of Yuxu Order means that the will of Dao Court has arrived, and the cultivators have no choice but to cease fighting.

Moreover, as of now, he has already taken over the entire Mechanical Island, and the core of the blessed land has been refined. At this moment, he is also the big winner!
(End of this chapter)