The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 172 Someone is coming
On the southwest side of the mountains, lights were on until late at night, and the roar from the ancient city of Muyan continued, illuminating the vast lake for nearly a hundred miles.

Late at night, three more treasure ships came from the clouds, and hundreds of military practitioners landed on the south of the lake. They used golden chains to arrest more than 2,000 ghost, beast, and Gu tribe barbarians, and detained and dragged them to the edge of the lake.

In the early hours of the morning, a mighty Milky Way silently descended from the dark night sky and went straight into the Nightmare City, scaring the barbarian cultivators guarding the camp so much that they could not sleep for a long time.

Such grand occasions, one after another, led to a sleepless night.

Until the next day.

Wu Yong sat high up in a mansion somewhere in Nightmare City, leaning sideways on the main throne.

"Master, Master, please listen to me."

"Old Yin, I am not having any evil intentions, but there is a small secret treasure of the Heshan Dao in the North Mountain. Back then, the Heshan Dao used the Yellow Spring Inkstone to transform the Yellow Spring Abyss in the belly of the North Mountain, raised ghost dragons below, and absorbed the earth's energy above, and controlled it into a treasure of earth turbidity."

"Hehe, I used the old dragon in the abyss to refine the Seven Killings Primordial Spirit again, and I also captured five dragons to refine a Five-Dragon Chariot for the master, retrieved the Yellow Spring Treasure Inkstone, and gathered the cultivators of Heshan."

"This is all for the long-term plan of our Wu family, Master!"

Yin Erlang had a very sad look on his face, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

In front of the hall, there are five black dragons lying on the ground, with their bodies dozens of feet long coiled on the eaves pillars of the outer corridor. The tails of the five dragons are connected with iron chains, dragging a chariot as big as a small boat, with a purple and green canopy and curtains made of flowing pearls on top. Four golden lamps for warding off evil spirits are lit on the side of the chariot, with cloud banners as flags and gold and jade as the base. It is truly magnificent.

Outside, the Five Yin Bags poured out all the sects of Heshan. Hundreds of evil cultivators knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

Yin Erlang in the hall had a flattering look on his face. He held up the Yellow Spring Inkstone with both hands, walked around to Wu Yong in small steps, and presented the treasure with a smile:

"Master, Master, please take a look!"

"This is the Heshan Dao's most precious treasure - the Huangquan Inkstone. It is one of the rare top-notch magic weapons of the Huangquan Dao. It has been buried in the ground for countless times, and it has absorbed all the turbid energy of the earth veins for use. Now, it is already extraordinary."

"Specially presented to the Master..."

Looking at Yin Erlang's treacherous appearance, Wu Yong felt both amused and angry.

"You lazy fellow, I told you to go to the South Region first to pave the way for our army, but you missed the point and tried to get benefits for yourself in private."

"What's your crime?"

"He really deserves to be beaten!"

Wu Yong turned around, pointed at Yin Erlang's nose, and cursed with a smile.

"I don't want the treasure you worked so hard to get, but you have your own plans and have missed the point. This evil trend must not be encouraged."

"I'll take the Five Dragon Chariot. You can go and refine the Yellow Spring Inkstone yourself. Then go down and receive thirty lashes."

"I have to teach you how to correct this evil trend. Man Li, take him to find Zi Zun and teach her how to brew this good stuff."

Hearing that the master was really unhappy, Yin Erlang's face turned bitter, but when he saw that Wu Yong only accepted the Five Dragon Chariot and let him take charge of the Yellow Spring Inkstone, Yin Erlang was instantly overjoyed.

Isn't it just a few whips? That's enough. This wave is not a loss!

"Master is wise. I will go now."

Yin Erlang didn't need to be escorted by Shou Li. He carefully put the Huangquan Inkstone into his sleeve with his right hand as if it were a treasure, and walked out of the palace door cynically. After hesitating for a second, Man Li also followed him with a stern face.

But before he could even hold out for a cup of tea, he heard Yin Erlang's screams. With each wave of whipping, the sound seemed to become more and more miserable...

Who did he think was holding the whip? It was the Purple Scorpion King. He would be lucky if the scorpion demon didn't smear poison on him. How could he go easy on him?

Even the Blood God Son in the field had his mouth twitching slightly. He really couldn't understand this idiot.

Wu Yong stood up from his seat and walked out of the hall side by side with the Blood God Son. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the boundless lake under the Muyan City.

"Now, the Nightmare Barbarians and the Qiongming Lords have reached a consensus. We just need those two to take over the holy temple. Then we will have completed Master Wang's instructions!"

"But, in the final analysis, it is the Dao Court that has issued the summons, and the tribes of Jiaozhou are also watching us. Our mission is only half completed."

"We still need to control the Wuman tribes."

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"I have cultivated the ancient scriptures and obtained complex magical powers and various wonderful methods, but I am not able to use them at all. I seem to have a feeling that I am on the right path, but I am cultivating the wrong method?"

"I won't be at peace unless I remove this obstacle!"

Seeing Wu Yong pondering over his demonic barrier, Blood God Son didn't know how to respond. He hadn't reached that stage yet, and he didn't know what kind of Dao or method could nurture the three flowers and produce everyone's unique Yuanshen Dao fruit...

Before he could say anything, he heard his master say something shocking.

"I think my Dao fruit still needs to be reflected in this lineage of soldiers and generals!"

"I want to use this opportunity to challenge the three barbarian kings to complete the Great Dao. Only by fighting with the Fourth Transformation Dao Lord can I clarify my path forward."

Hearing Wu Yong's firm ambition, Blood God Son had a little desire to dissuade him, but seemed to have no idea where to start.

Then I can only follow Zongzi and venture around...

The people of Nightmare City, from top to bottom, and even in the marshland and the countryside, all knew that immortal cultivators had come from the north. The immortal cultivators from the north were skilled in magic. Some could burn talismans, make elixirs, cure diseases and save lives, and some could eliminate disasters and eliminate evil. In the past two days, everyone who had something to ask for came to Nightmare City.

At this time, the defense of Nightmare City had been completely taken over by Qiong Ming's three battalion soldiers. They received the pleas of some Nightmare people, who looked pale and thin, with some missing their heads, or lost their souls, or had miasma entering their bodies...

It's just a small favor, and anyone who can help wouldn't mind lending a hand.

The High Priest of the Nightmare Tribe was already in charge of the Water Dividing Pearl and was leading the Qiongming cultivators into the depths of the swamp to take charge of the Nightmare Holy Temple!

This holy temple belonged to a great barbarian king who achieved enlightenment thousands of years ago. He practiced the Yellow Palace Star Dao and also practiced various nightmare techniques.

After achieving the Dao Fruit of the Great Barbarian King, he captured a meteorite from the chaos in the far west and spent 1,800 years to build a star palace using star Dao marks and nightmare runes. The palace formed a world of its own.

"The blessed land of the temple is a hundred miles high and round like an egg. It is a blessed land of stars. It can draw in the power of the stars from above and absorb the charm of the earth spirits and water from below. However, the star power is very violent."

"The Nightmare King of our tribe refused to listen to the advice and insisted on performing the ritual. The star power entered his meridians and he died of a sudden illness. The Supreme Lord may be more advanced, but you must think carefully and don't fall into his trap!"

Under the faint light of the water beads at the bottom of the marsh, the old priest's vague face once again told everyone of the danger.

This kind of true blessed land is not the pseudo-space of the secret spiritual village in each county. Even the mountains and rivers are built with formations.

Like this blessed land of stars, once it is opened by the old priest, entering from the ten-foot-high star gate, it is dark inside, and within the darkness is a thick space barrier, which is the boundary wall.

A blessed land has become the prototype of a small world, with boundary walls and membranes, and a complete natural law inside, forming a permanent internal circulation.

When the cultivators stepped into the star gate, they discovered from the moment they set foot on it that this blessed land was actually a star, a hundred miles high. The entire star was neither big nor small.

There is neither sun nor moon in this world, only huge moon mushrooms that emit silver-blue light planted on the stars. These moonlight mushrooms are several feet to several meters high, covering the entire land and illuminating most areas as bright as day.

"The domain field is different from that of Kyushu. It's such a weak domain field. I only need to jump slightly to jump several feet high!"

"It seems that we need to add a heavy domain barrier."

"Well, this blessed land has not been developed much. In fact, it should be able to plant a large number of spiritual medicines and roots of the Star Path and the Taiyin Path..."

Overall, it is quite in line with the needs of the ancestor.

But the two golden crown Taoists did not stay there to ponder the development of this blessed land, but quickly followed the old priest and went to the core of the astral blessed land.

The distance of dozens of miles was reached in just a cup of tea without any interference from the domain field. In the extreme north, there stood a huge monument hundreds of feet long with the words: Huanggong Blessed Land.

This is the hub of the blessed land.

"The senior cultivators can perform the rituals and refine the dharma on their own. I will be here to protect you. However, I don't know anything about the rituals and refinement, so I can't give you any further instructions."

"please!"

The old priest of the Nightmare Tribe stood aside and said no more...

Many of the senior cultivators in Qiongming suddenly disappeared, and the old priest of the Nightmare Tribe was also nowhere to be seen. Now, there were only Wu Yong and his two companions, along with six Taoist guards, guarding the entire Nightmare City.

It was at this time that dark clouds suddenly appeared above Nightmare City, and a giant bird with white feathers, holding a huge green wooden warship in its claws, circled to the top of Nightmare City.

As soon as the giant bird appeared, Wu Yong felt a chill immediately. He quickly escaped to the upper tower of Nightmare City. At that time, he saw the giant bird casually drop the huge ship under its claws.

One bird and one ship, two dark shadows blocked the sunlight, and the two shadows directly covered the entire Nightmare City.

Fortunately, the giant ship, which was nearly two hundred feet long, disappeared out of thin air as soon as it fell. When it reappeared, it had crashed into the mountains in the west of Nightmare City.

"What a great move! You can move the stars and change the constellations!"

"You are the Dao official of the East China Sea, the current head?"

The giant bird with white feathers twisted in the air, pieces of silver feathers fell, and its true form was revealed in an instant.

This is the White Feather Barbarian King of the Beast Barbarian Tribe, he is the White Crane Beast Barbarian who has achieved the state of unity of soul and body, and the incarnation of heaven.

His body turned and landed in the sky in front of Wu Yong. He looked like an old man, wearing a pale feather robe, with crystal clear hair and beard. His face seemed to be very old, but he was energetic and his body was very healthy!
As soon as he came in front of Wu Yong, he crossed his arms, looked down at him and scolded him.

Wu Yong glanced at the old man, then looked at the guardians who were riding the wind below him, bowed his head and said:

"Yes!"

"I don't know what brother is..."

The old man with white beard sneered.

"You are not qualified to call me Brother Dao!"

"Hand over my White Wolf King, and I will show courtesy to the Dao Court and let you leave in one piece."

"Otherwise, hmph, these Qianshan Mountains are not the mountains of your family..."

He and other barbarian kings can always sit at the same table with the true kings and great true kings in every Taoist ceremony. Their ancestors had a great barbarian king who served by the side of the immortal. They really look down on the local families in Kyushu.

Not to mention being recognized as a fellow Taoist by such a young boy, which was simply an insult to him!
(End of this chapter)