The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 96: The Final Battle at the Top of Huangshan Mountain (V)

After Zhang Tianshi's defeat, the entire Huangshan Mountain, with tens of thousands of troops, was in chaos.

The various troops attacking the mountain were in chaos, unable to decide whether to continue fighting or retreat.

The defending White Lotus sect was also in disarray. It wasn't right to continue defending, nor was it right to watch them retreat...

Most people were confused and had no idea what was happening on the top of the mountain.

Only a few people knew something about the situation on the top of the mountain, but they didn't know why such a change had occurred in the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation.

On the side of the Three Talisman Sects, the Taoist priests of the three sects who led the attack on various mountains, the first thing they said when they met was, "You can't figure it out either?"

On the other hand, a group of fake underworld gods from the White Lotus Sect angrily killed most of the formation masters who participated in the design of the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation, but they were unable to find out the cause.

The only two people who have some clarity in their minds are probably Master Hunkun and Taoist Jiliang.

Although they didn't know what changes had happened to the White Lotus Sect's Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Formation, as soon as they found that the Qi Men Dun Jia could not deduce any information, they concluded that this matter must be related to their cheap junior brother (uncle).

But even though they were clear about it, they couldn't tell the whole world that it was probably done by their cheap junior brother (uncle)?

So, the two old men asked everyone they met, "You can't figure it out?" "Yes, I can't figure it out either!"

On Wang Wen's side, he was hiding in the belly of the mountain, exploring the various ways to use the power of the God of Huangshan with great interest, and trying to figure out the general situation of Huangshan.

I can only say that Huangshan is worthy of being the first of the three mountains in China.
Its vast area, rich species and abundant spiritual energy far exceeded his fixed understanding of Huangshan. Perhaps even in the era of technological and material explosion in his previous life, human development of Huangshan was less than one thousandth.

His divine consciousness traversed the vast Huangshan Mountains like a mountain breeze, and he saw rare natural treasures, exotic flowers and plants scattered across the land. Ancient trees that had already acquired a vague consciousness were everywhere, and even hundreds of mountain spirits and demonic beasts that had awakened to intelligence...

Wherever his divine consciousness passed, those ancient trees that only had a vague consciousness would show him joy and admiration. It was a very simple and pure emotion, just like a domesticated puppy seeing its owner, without any other reason, just to feel joy and excitement just to see you. It was very moving.

On the contrary, most of the mountain spirits and monsters that had already gained wisdom with the help of Huangshan's abundant spiritual energy immediately showed panic and anxiety when they sensed his divine thoughts. Some birds and beasts even fled their nests and ran around restlessly in the mountains and forests.

Wang Wen didn't know where this distinction came from, but he knew that these mountain spirits and monsters, which had already awakened before he took over Huangshan, could probably not be fed and could only be cooked...

Owning such a blessed land and fairy mountain, you can become rich enough to rival a country with ease, and ascend to heaven in broad daylight is just around the corner!
And the God of Huangshan is worthy of being a deity worth three thousand points of Yinde!
At first he was puzzled as to why his government office was not a mountain temple but a shrine.

In the process of developing the authority of Huangshan God, he gradually realized that the full name of Huangshan God is not the God of Huangshan, but the Lord of the Huangshan Pantheon!

Yes, as the God of Huangshan, he has the authority to confer titles on subordinate gods, including but not limited to the mountain gods of the 72 peaks of Huangshan, as well as all the personnel rights of the land gods and river gods within Huangshan. All are in his hands.

In terms of authority, the official title of the God of Huangshan should be Huangshan Fujun, but perhaps because of the existence of Taishan Fujun, an ancient god whose status is comparable to the Six Heavenly Kings but still called Fujun, no mountain god in the world can bear the title of Fujun.

From this point of view, the back door that Lord Tiandao opened for him this time was indeed a bit too big. A god position of this level should not be obtained by a small fry at his current level. At least he had to be a real ghost immortal to have the aspirations for this god position.

This must be due to the times. As long as the Heaven and the Underworld still existed, and as long as the leaders of the three talisman sects had the courage to directly submit to the Lord of Heaven, this position would never have fallen into the hands of Wang Wen.

Of course, if it is a world where humans and gods coexist, even if the Lord of Heaven favors Wang Wen and promotes him to the position of Huangshan God, he will not be able to sit on this position firmly. Any young and ignorant demon who comes along can easily defeat him.

In short... Wang Wen made a lot of money this time!

However, the benefits and risks are always proportional. Wang Wen himself knows that this time, Lord Tiandao has opened such a big back door for him. If he cannot produce results that can satisfy Lord Tiandao, let alone further promotion, it is still unclear whether he can keep the position of Huangshan God.

But this is only a long-term concern. The real immediate worry is the decisive battle at hand.

If they lose this time, there will be no need to bother the Lord of Heaven to take action personally, the White Lotus Sect will be able to cut Wang Wen into pieces!

In the final analysis, all the great power of a practitioner belongs to himself. If his virtue does not match his position, disaster will surely occur!
Thinking of this, Wang Wen struggled to restrain his playful urge, thought of a good excuse, and prepared to go find his cheap senior brother to inform him.

With a sweep of his mind, he quickly found Master Hunkun on the flat winding mountain road at the foot of Aoyu Peak. Xu Ergou and others were also there. They seemed to have just retreated from the top of the mountain and were resting.

He stood up and straddled Hei Erniu's back, patting his thick back and saying, "Hold on tight!"

Hei Erniu turned his head to look at him.

Wang Wen said nothing, but just waved his hand, and the soil under their feet rose automatically, carrying them out of the ground, and the thick soil and gravel in front of them also separated in front of them layer by layer like lotus leaves blown by the wind. A man and a cow rose from the ground like taking an elevator, and in a few blinks of an eye, they appeared around the flat winding mountain road.

By the time they emerged from the ground, Hei Erniu's jaw seemed dislocated and couldn't be retracted.

Wang Wen turned his head and said, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go."

Black Ox woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly carried him out of the dense forest. With every step it took, the dense bushes and vines in front of it automatically parted to the sides, leaving a flat path for a man and an ox to pass. After the man and the ox passed, the path automatically closed again, as if the flat path had never appeared.

This magical and strange scene made Hei Erniu almost numb.

It felt that compared to itself, its master was more like a monster...

"Don't talk nonsense when you go back."

Wang Wen looked at the shadowy figures outside the dense forest and warned, "Don't pay attention to anyone who asks you."

Hei Erniu finally came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Where's Brother Gou?"

Wang Wen: "You can talk nonsense, but don't talk about anything else."

Hei Erniu: "I understand."

As they were talking, a man and a cow emerged from the dense forest. The Sitianwei on guard outside saw the armor on him and let him into the camp without asking any more questions.

"Big brother..."

After being reminded by his brothers, Xu Ergou saw Wang Wen returning on his black ox. Overjoyed, he led a group of Cao Gang disciples to quickly meet him. He took the reins from Wang Wen and whispered, "Where have you been? The brothers have been looking for you for a long time!"

"Yeah, yeah, big brother, can you please not rush so hard next time?"

"...Isn't there an old saying that two fists can't beat four hands?"

“…You have a bull to ride on, but you brothers only have two legs!”

A group of Cao Gang disciples also whispered in agreement.

It’s not so much that I blame him, but rather that I’m worried about him.

"speak nicely!"

Wang Wen interrupted their chattering in a bad mood, but his tense nerves gradually relaxed amidst their chattering. "If I hadn't risked my life to clear the way for you, would you bastards still be able to stand here and chat with me?"

To be honest, if the world didn't change, he would still be willing to continue being a small-time gangster hated by everyone, and continue to live a life of drunkenness and debauchery in his small piece of land in Yangzhou.

He couldn't even remember the last time he listened to those considerate young ladies singing a little song...

A group of Cao Gang disciples laughed and said vulgar words like "awesome", "more than awesome, he's like a dragon", and echoed him in unison.

Hearing Hei Erniu rolling his eyes at them, if Wang Wen hadn't told him not to speak carelessly, he would have started talking passionately again... Wang Wen, surrounded by a group of younger brothers, swaggered towards Master Hun Kun.

When Master Hun Kun heard that Wang Wen had returned, he excitedly led a large group of Maoshan disciples to greet him.

As soon as he saw Wang Wen, he pointed at him and shouted in front of the crowd, "Why don't you all go and meet your uncle and great-uncle?"

In an instant, a large group of Maoshan disciples, young and old, bowed and kowtowed in front of hundreds of Sitian Guards: "Disciples... greet Uncle Master (Grand Uncle Master)."

Wang Wen looked at the several old Taoist priests in the crowd whose beards were almost dragging on the ground. His scalp tingled, and he quickly jumped off the ox's back and walked over to them, bending down with both hands. "Hurry up, hurry up, we're family, why are we so polite... Brother, why are you doing this? You're shortening my life!"

Master Hun Kun held his beard and laughed heartily. "Because we are family, we must not lose our manners... Junior brother, please stand firm. Let us, the disciples, pay our respects to you and thank you for your support along the way!"

Wang Wen rolled his eyes: "That's enough, you disrespectful old man, don't you all have any dignity? Get up, don't listen to this old man, he's just teasing you!"

Hearing him calling him "old fellow" all the time, Master Hun Kun laughed even louder, and inexplicably felt a sense of relief and nostalgia in his heart.

Ever since his fellow apprentices of the "Hun" generation gradually died out, no one had spoken to him like this for a long, long time.

When you get old, sometimes you feel old yourself, and sometimes everyone else feels old too...

But which white-haired old man was not once a young man in the prime of his life?
A group of Maoshan disciples glanced at this uncle (great uncle) who seemed to have burst out of a stone with shocked and scrutinizing eyes. Everyone was wondering what was so extraordinary about him that could move the master to make an exception and accept him as a disciple!

Wang Wen had neither the time nor the mood to greet these Maoshan disciples one by one. After greeting them briefly, he grabbed Master Hunkun's sleeve and pulled him to a deserted place.

Master Hun Kun: "Junior brother, was it you who did what happened on Aoyu Peak?"

Wang Wen: "Brother, I was the one who did what happened on Aoyu Peak!"

The two brothers, who had a big age gap, spoke at the same time without hiding anything.

Master Hun Kun's brows flashed with surprise and joy, and he said in shock, "You really did it?"

Wang Wen pretended to think for a few breaths, then said, "Actually, it can't be considered mine. It was made by the God of Huangshan Mountain through my hands."

Master Hun Kun was stunned for a moment, and instead of being happy, he was worried. "The God of Huangshan? Where did the God of Huangshan come from? Could it be that Junior Brother has been tricked by some ghostly mountain spirit?"

The group that knows the current situation of this world best are these orthodox Xuanmen people.

And the human group that was once closest to the gods was also these orthodox Xuanmen people.

Don’t they know whether there are still gods in this world?
"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Wang Wen didn't dare say anything definitive, fearing a flaw. "Anyway, after I attacked Aoyu Peak and killed all the White Lotus demons guarding the formation's core, I was about to remove that core when the deity who called himself Huangshan God appeared. He claimed to be one of the mortal gods who had stayed behind to guard this world. Later, as the vitality of heaven and earth plummeted, his divine authority also collapsed, forcing him to fall into a long slumber. Not long ago, he awakened with the help of the White Lotus Sect's 72 Earthly Fiends Formation, drawing on the vast earth veins from the four directions of Jianghuai. He rebuilt his divine authority and recovered some of his magic power..."

After a pause, he turned and pointed to the dark yellow energy on Aoyu Peak that was so strong it could surge like a bull. He said, "Do you see that dark yellow energy? That's the earth energy that the Yellow Mountain God used his divine authority to forcibly intercept from the White Lotus Sect's homeland of Zhenkong after I destroyed the center of the formation!"

Master Hunkun listened to his narration quietly, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

Judging from the information he knew, there were indeed no obvious flaws in Wang Wen's statement.

But if the Heavenly Court really left a group of gods to guard this world back then, and these gods can still wake up in the new era, why have these orthodox Xuanmen sects heard any news of it?

Is it that the founders of the three sects do not hold high enough positions in the Heavenly Court and are not qualified to find out these secrets?

Or are you afraid that after these mortal monks learn of this secret, they will have some inappropriate thoughts?
In an instant, Master Hunkun brainstormed and thought of many possibilities.

But in the end, he still remained skeptical about the unheard-of "God of Huangshan".

He calmly asked, "What does that deity want right now? What does it need from us, the Xuanmen disciples?"

Wang Wen paused for a moment, feigning contemplation before shaking his head. "That person didn't seem to have any real requests. He just told me to come and talk to you. He said that after he took over the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Formation, he could use the power of his authority to destroy Zhenkong Homeland, but he couldn't do anything about the demon in Zhenkong Homeland for the time being. He was worried that if he destroyed Zhenkong Homeland, the demon would come out and go on a killing spree, costing us our lives."

"So let me ask you, brothers, do you have any arrangements to deal with the demon's backlash? If so, he will ignore us and directly destroy Zhenkong's hometown. If not, we must quickly find a way to save our lives. He can wait until midnight at most, and he will definitely take action before midnight, and then he won't be able to take care of us..."

After hearing this, Master Hunkun finally became 50% convinced of the existence of the unheard-of Huangshan God!

After all, they don't want money, so he still trusts them a little.

Master Hun Kun pondered for a moment, then hurriedly asked, "Has the Yellow Mountain Lord God given us the rituals for obeying His command? If we have a decision, how should we report it to the Yellow Mountain Lord God?"

Wang Wen bared his teeth and laughed, "Brothers, we really think alike. I actually asked him about this matter, and he said there's no need to pray. He is the God of Huangshan. Everything in Huangshan is his eyes and ears. As long as we discuss this matter within Huangshan, he will know the result..."

"As for the gods of the venerable gods..."

Wang Wen paused and said, "He seems to claim his surname is Wu and his name is Yanzu!"

"I see!"

When Master Hunkun heard that the Huangshan God possessed such great power, he immediately believed it and said quickly, "This is a serious matter. I will go and consult Master Zhang Tianshi and Master Jinping. If this battle is successful, you will take the lead!"

He had no doubt as to why the God of Huangshan chose to look for his cheap junior brother instead of anyone else.

On the contrary, he would be suspicious if the Huangshan God ignored his own cheap junior brother and looked for someone else instead.

After all, this cheap junior brother of his was a child of destiny, capable of summoning the protection of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder. He might even be the reincarnation of that Heavenly Court leader who was destined to face the calamity. The Yellow Mountain God must have seen through his background to reveal himself before him, treating him with courtesy and sharing everything he knew...

After Master Hunkun finished speaking, he flew away in a hurry.

Wang Wen watched him leave, and his heart finally settled down slowly... What he said just now was pieced together based on his many speculations. He himself didn't know if there were any loopholes in it.

But judging from the expression on my cheap senior brother's face, I should be able to get through this hurdle.

This is a risky move!
If he took a wrong turn, once these orthodox Taoists started to have some thoughts that they shouldn't have, he, the paper tiger Huangshan God, might have to learn from the rat and dig holes everywhere before he could even grow up.

If he takes the right path, he will be able to obtain the title from the imperial court through the Three Sects of Fulu, and he, the paper tiger Huangshan God, will be able to wear the vest of "Daniel Wu" and show his power in front of people with full legitimacy.

Although he is not planning to follow the path of Shintoism, incense is hard currency. Whether it is used to refine magic weapons or train subordinates, it is a first-class resource!
His temple is now so empty that even a mouse would have to throw him two copper coins with tears in its eyes. This is exactly when he needs incense and offerings to build a team.

If he doesn't even want incense, then the seat of the Huangshan God is like chicken ribs to Wang Wen, which is tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

After Wang Wen reviewed what he had just said, he looked up at the sun in the western sky and secretly directed his thoughts to the place where the three masters were.

It's getting late.

There is not much time left for the three talisman sects.

Whether they live or die depends entirely on their own abilities...

(End of this chapter)