Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 72 Xuanwu magical power, Zhenwu who breaks the defense again!
The unlucky former City God Li Wuyuan looked at the note in front of him in a daze and hasn't recovered yet.

Those four words "exiled to Lingnan".

It's really too dazzling.

The land of Lingnan.

It was the place where the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, with the support of Heaven, wielding the Xuan-Yuan Sword, the divine weapon of mankind, conquered the demon race and established the four divine continents. The defeated remaining demon generals retreated to.

It is a wild and sparsely populated area.

As for a City God, since he has lost his physical body, his spirit needs to rely on incense and burning candles for worship. The stronger the power of the incense and burning candles, the stronger the City God can be, and the more things he can do, thus attracting the attention of the Heavenly Court and being promoted.

But now.

Everything is ruined!
Li Wuyuan was puzzled. He couldn't understand why and where he had gone wrong, even though he had been so careful.

It was not until the judge came quietly and told the whole story of Zhang Tian and the words of the new City God that the other party suddenly realized what was going on, but he was also disheartened.

Although there are not many gods with the surname Zhang in the Heavenly Palace, all of them have names and surnames.

Such as the Eight Immortals in the Fairy Cave.

Such as Zhang Tianshi, a close minister of the Jade Emperor.

Or the Jade Emperor...

Li Wuyuan then remembered the sigh and helplessness in his master's eyes when he gave him the order, and he felt even more dizzy. After all, his master could still deal with the first two, but it was probably only the last one that would make his master so helpless.

"Why am I so unlucky..."

Li Wuyuan felt that his life was a tragedy. He was successful at a young age and had a chance to become an immortal. He was a young prodigy and had a hope of becoming an immortal. However, before he became an immortal, he met Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun.

After death, the soul is gone, and under the care of his master, he becomes the City God of the underworld. He only thinks that he can get promoted and have the hope of becoming an immortal in the future.

As a result, he met Zhang Tian again, suffered an inexplicable disaster, and had no hope of promotion.

Li Wuyuan was furious, but he had no place to vent his anger. However, he did not dare to provoke Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, nor did he dare to provoke Zhang Tian. He could only rage helplessly and constantly comfort himself, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm still alive. I'm still the City God. There will be opportunities in the future. Being alive is an opportunity..."

The judge at the side suddenly spoke.

"Sir, I found out something for you before I came here. The monkey who beat up Li Tailang seems to be heading towards Xi Niu Hezhou."

What about that wild monkey with no background, no cultivation, and a grudge against him?
Li Wuyuan's eyes lit up.

He laughed cruelly, "Haha, jerk, you stupid monkey, we are destined to be together!"

……

Zhang Tian felt that the Yellow Spring Water was quite useful. He swallowed it, and the cold, piercing feeling rushed directly into his head. The taste was a little bit tickling, but once he took even a little bit, he would never forget it.

He continuously wrapped it with the Seven Treasures Magic Fire, removing the coldness from it, absorbing the essence, and wrapping it around the Yin God. The originally thin layer of mist was becoming thicker and thicker, visible to the naked eye, and had already made the Yin God blurry.

"It's not far from turning into clouds and mist, and carrying the Yin God into flight..."

"There is still a lot of Yellow Spring water. Half a month at most is enough for me to jump up!"

"Two and a half years of practice."

"Set foot in the realm of Yangshen!!"

Zhang Tian was extremely excited. Even though he had a strong character, he couldn't suppress his joy. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to becoming an immortal.

Zhenwu came as promised, ready to continue teaching him how to practice Hunyuan Sword. He noticed his changes at a glance, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

Then he turned his head and looked again.

Looking for the monkey.

But he found nothing, and frowned slightly. Zhang Tian saw it, and told him about the incident a few nights ago when the Black and White Impermanence came to the house to take the soul, scared the monkey away, and went to Xiniu Hezhou to look for Bodhi Patriarch.

And Zhenwu didn't say anything.

His expression was very normal, except that he said in his heart that it was not destined.

He knew in his heart the magical powers of his friend. Although the other party was called Patriarch Bodhi, he was actually a much more extraordinary person, rare in the Three Realms.

Without his help, not to mention a monkey, even the gods in the three realms would not be able to find the way there.

A monkey...

The vast Xiniuhezhou...

Unless you are blessed by destiny!
But how is that possible?

Zhenwu didn't think that the other party had such luck. He just laughed in his heart and thought that the monkey had no chance. Then he taught Zhang Tian how to practice Hunyuan Sword. When he realized that the other party didn't make much progress, although he was a little confused, he also felt it was reasonable.

Then he mentioned another matter, "I asked Lao Niu for a favor. He is kind-hearted and agreed to lend you to me."

Zhang Tian looked strange.

He didn't mind helping Zhenwu do something, because the other person was really a very nice person and took a lot of care of him as a junior. As long as he didn't let him rebel against the Heavenly Court, he would agree to everything else. He was just repaying a favor.

But what the hell is that old cow being kind-hearted?

Is it the kind of kindness that big landlords have, who are so kind-hearted that they can't stand the poor, so they drive away beggars from miles around?
Facing Zhang Tian's suspicious look, Zhenwu coughed and said, "I added a little bit of money."

Add money.

Zhang Tian: Reasonable!
So he looked at Zhenwu seriously, wondering what kind of difficulties the other party had that required a small fry like him to take action.

Then he heard Zhenwu mention that he had found the trace of the bone spirit he had lost. He had mentioned it to him a few days ago, and now he had found more details.

"That guy stole the body of a genius from Mount Longhu, and I heard he rebelled against Mount Longhu, took in a bunch of monsters as his disciples, and created a Little Maoshan, and started to bully the real Maoshan."

"I originally wanted to go down to the mortal world and get rid of that evildoer, but I didn't expect him to be very cautious. He hid and evaded the public, and I couldn't see his whereabouts at all."

"I want you to attract the other party's three useless disciples when you open the secret realm of Longhu Mountain, and use my Taoism. Then they will know that I am reincarnated and will come to find my whereabouts."

This is to lure the snake out of its hole.

It is because it is not easy for gods to descend to the mortal world. If they can kill Zhenwu's reincarnated body, they can rest easy for a few more decades. With his talent, he might really become a god, and then it will be even more difficult to deal with him.

Zhang Tian felt that the plan was good, but he heard the problem, which was that the current Zhang Shanfeng was a reincarnated body and might not be able to defeat others. Then he saw the Vajra bracelet in Zhenwu's hand.

Uh……

Lao Niu, actually I am quite rich!
I can add more money!

Zhang Tian said no more and accepted the Xuanwu method taught by Zhenwu. He saw that the other party was proud and said, "This is the magical power I have studied. It is a small achievement. If you want to succeed in your practice, it will take at least half a year, uh... four or five months."

This is racial talent.

It’s not something you can catch up with just by your understanding!

Just like the magical power of the golden-winged Roc, how many gods can learn it besides feathered insects? You can't make people grow wings, right?
Zhenwu was very proud and confident. Then he saw Zhang Tian sitting cross-legged with a look of enlightenment. After a while, the turtle pendant on his waist stretched its head out in fear, and made a lot of terrified tortoise cries.

Then Zhenwu’s face turned dark.

He...is broken!!
ps: I moved today.

I will update more chapters starting tomorrow to pay off my monthly ticket debt.

(End of this chapter)