The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 97: The Final Battle at the Top of Huangshan Mountain (VI)

"Huangshan God? Where did the Huangshan God come from?"

"Could it be that Brother Liu, in his eagerness to win, was dazzled by those pretentious mountain spirits and wild monsters?"

After listening to Master Hunkun's narration, Master Zhang Tianshi of Mount Longhu and Master Jinping of Mount Gezhao reacted in the same way as Master Hunkun did when he heard Wang Wen's narration.

And Master Hun Kun's response was exactly the same as Wang Wen's earlier reply: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Zhang Tianshi and Jinping Zhenren couldn't help but frown, thinking urgently in their hearts, at this critical moment, the sudden appearance of such an unheard-of "Huangshan God" out of nowhere, is it a good thing or a bad thing?

Master Hun Kun guessed what the two were thinking and said cautiously, "Let me first share my humble opinion. If there are any mistakes or omissions, please correct me."

The two masters nodded in unison, saying that Master Hunkun was too polite.

Master Hun Kun organized his words and spoke slowly, "On the way here just now, I also thought about this matter carefully. As the saying goes, a gentleman judges deeds, not hearts. Let's not discuss whether the Huangshan God's appearance at this critical juncture is a good thing or a bad thing. Let's just say that his current actions do not hinder the deployment of our three sects, right?"

"We can completely pretend he doesn't exist for now and focus on carrying out our planned plan. If we succeed immediately, it will be a great thing. But if we fail at the last minute... If the God of Huangshan can really support us, wouldn't that be a happy thing too?"

"If that's the case, why should we rush to verify whether He is truly the backup plan left by Heaven?"

Zhang Tianshi still frowned and remained silent.

Master Jinping stole a glance at him from the corner of his eye and hesitantly whispered, "I'm afraid this is a delaying tactic by Old Demon Wang to prevent us from being completely destroyed by him!"

Zhang Tianshi nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with Jinping Taoist's opinion.

According to the plan they had discussed before, if the battle was obstructed and the attack could not be continued, then the three of them would join forces to attack Zhenkong's hometown before midnight, fight to the death, and perish together!
Never doubt the determination of these orthodox Taoists to uphold justice and ward off evil.

For them, death is never the end of life and spiritual practice, but betraying one's teachers and ancestors and going against the teachings are.

"That's why I said, let's just pretend He doesn't exist!"

True Man Hun Kun replied calmly, "Even if he really is a mountain spirit released by Old Demon Wang to disrupt the morale of our army, as long as we pretend he doesn't exist and fight him as we should, all his schemes and tricks will fall apart!"

Master Jinping pondered for a moment with a flickering look in his eyes, then nodded and said, "Brother Liu is absolutely right!"

At that moment, Zhang Tianshi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up and said leisurely, "Brother Liu, where did you meet the 'Huangshan God'? Do you know his name and the rituals for praying to him? Could you please invite him over for a chat?"

He spoke very magnanimously.

After all, his ancestor was Zhang Daoling, and the fruit of face works even in heaven.

After hearing what he said, Taoist Jinping also thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly... Whether it is true or not, please come over and have a chat to find out!
Master Hun Kun pretended to hesitate for a few breaths before shaking his head and saying, "To be honest with you, I met him near Guangmingding. He said his surname was Wu and his name was Yanzu. As for the prayer rituals, he never gave us any..."

"Daniel Wu?"

Zhang Tianshi muttered the name in a low voice, thinking hard about the genealogy of the gods and immortals that he had read since childhood...

At this moment, a gentle breeze brought a low, indifferent voice between the three masters: "What are you talking about?"

Hearing this voice suddenly, the three masters were all shocked and subconsciously released their spiritual thoughts to scan all the space within a radius of a hundred feet inch by inch.

But just when they found nothing, a large amount of heaven and earth energy rushed in, and in the shocked eyes of the three people, it quickly condensed into a masculine and handsome male face.

This handsome face was floating above Master Hunkun's head, looking down at the three people with a smile on his face.

But Wang Wen, who was far away on the winding mountain road at the west foot of the mountain, was very satisfied with his cheap senior brother's initiative to take the blame for him. He used the authority of the Yellow Mountain God to support his cheap senior brother from a distance...

The three masters looked up at the human face in silence, their spiritual thoughts still frantically scanning everything within a hundred feet radius without stopping for a moment.

The good news is that their divine sense did not scan any abnormal people or objects.

Bad news, their naked eyes saw...

"Aren't you looking for me to chat?"

The smile on the human face became more and more obvious: "I am here, you can speak freely."

Zhang Tianshi frowned, stepped forward, and bowed with dignity, saying, "I, the humble disciple Zhang Jizu, pay my respects to the Venerable God. May I ask, in which immortal mountain did you cultivate? And what rank of immortality was bestowed upon you?"

"Hey, you came right up and checked the household registration?"

Wang Wen, who appeared in the form of a pseudonym, spoke more and more unscrupulously, and didn't care at all whether they could understand him or not.

Or perhaps he hoped that these people could not understand his "divine language".

He smiled faintly and said, "Young man of the Zhang family, don't be so presumptuous. I have no friendship with Mr. Zhang. You can give him face or not. If you offend me, there will be no benefit for you in Longhu Mountain."

Master Tiandao is my witness, every word he said is true!
After hearing this, Zhang Tianshi showed no sign of displeasure. He simply bowed his head again with a blank expression and said, "The venerable god has warned me that I will not enter Menglang."

It seems a bit indifferent and disapproving.

He was not brought up to be scared. Although his ancestor was not considered a top immortal or god in heaven, he dared to guarantee with his life that among those immortals or gods with higher status than his ancestor, there was definitely no immortal or god named Daniel Wu!
Wang Wen had no intention of delving into the matter. After all, when it came to his understanding of the Heavenly Court, he was not as good as the three orthodox Xuanmen masters in front of him.

As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, while keeping silent is the best way to prove his identity as the God of Huangshan. The best way is not to make up lies and argue with them, but to cut the Gordian knot directly...

So, he got straight to the point and said, "I can't understand why I, your Excellency, am trying to give you this advice with good intentions, but I'm actually causing you to be mean-spirited."

"But the world is like this, and I won't blame you... Well, aren't you just doubting my identity?"

"According to you, is this possible to confirm my identity?"

The handsome man looked up at the azure sky and spoke clearly and forcefully, "Heaven above, the Yellow Mountain God is here to see you. Please send down the Purple Sky Divine Thunder to determine the authenticity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large, thick, low, black thundercloud suddenly appeared in the clear sky. Under everyone's terrified gaze, it surged violently for a few seconds before quickly dissipating as if it had never appeared.

The smiling face lowered its gaze, looking down at the three stunned masters below, and said jokingly, "Look, you don't recognize me, but the Great Master of Heaven does..."

Having said this, he paused deliberately, then turned his gaze towards Master Hun Kun and said with a pleasant expression, "I have a deep connection with your Shangqing Sect. If you don't mind the desolation and loneliness of my Thousand Miles Huangshan, you might as well come and visit more often. It will be of benefit to you."

After he finished speaking, the human face formed by the rich Yuan Qi of heaven and earth turned into smoke and slowly dissipated under the stunned gaze of the three masters.

Far away on the winding mountain road, Wang Wen looked at the three masters who remained speechless for a long time, and couldn't help but give himself a hundred and eight thumbs up in his heart: "As expected of you!" Apart from the basic trick of using the tiger skin of the Lord of Heaven to support himself.

The more I think back on those last few words he came up with, the more I feel they were a stroke of genius!
Those few words not only supported his cheap senior brother, but also indirectly divided the unified attitude of the three talisman sects towards him!

With this stroke of genius, no matter how Longhu Mountain and Gezhao Mountain view him, the God of Huangshan, Maoshan will put him on the altar!

Moreover, with the guarantee from Lord Tiandao, even if Longhu Mountain and Gezhao Mountain were unhappy with him, the Yellow Mountain God, at most they would just stop having anything to do with him and would never dare to cause trouble for him... At least when it came to obtaining the title from the Great Zhou court, Longhu Mountain and Gezhao Mountain would never dare to interfere.

As long as these two families don't interfere, the matter is already half done.

what?
What should we do if Maoshan doesn’t know what’s good for us?
Even if Master Hunkun has become old and confused and no longer understands the ways of the world, doesn't he still have his good junior brother Wang Wen?

Wang Wen will definitely remind his senior brother in time so that he won’t let down the friendship of the God of Huangshan.

for a long time……

The True Man Hun Kun then said solemnly, "It seems that Wu Zunshen is indeed the backup plan left by Heaven in this world."

He had tried his best to keep a straight face and appear serious, but the upturned corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

Zhang Tianshi and Jinping Daoist looked at him speechlessly, with an expression of "What nonsense are you talking about?"

With the Heavenly Dao personally endorsing it, there is naturally no doubt about the identity of the Lord God of Mount Huang!

"Congratulations, Brother Liu Dao, congratulations, Brother Liu Dao..."

Jin Ping Zhenren quickly smiled and bowed to Hun Kun Zhenren, congratulating him: "With the support of Wu Zunshen, your sect will soar to great heights in no time!"

"Hey~"

Master Hun Kun's face flushed red as he waved his hand, feigning displeasure as he said, "Brother Zhou, what are you talking about? My three talisman sects are all of the same blood. If Wu Zunshen supports my Shangqing Sect, it's the same as supporting my three talisman sects. Why differentiate between you and me?"

Zhang Tianshi also forced a smile and nodded, saying, "Brother Liu is quite right. Brother Zhou's words are a bit off-key... Since Wu Zunshen is indeed a Xuanmen deity left by the Heavenly Court to guard this world, it means that the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Formation has indeed been destroyed."

Previously, Master Hunkun relayed to Master Zhang and Master Jinping what Wang Wen had said, that the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation had been controlled by the God of Huangshan.

However, the identity of the previous Huangshan God is in doubt, and whether the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation is really no longer used by the White Lotus Sect is also in doubt.

Now that the identity of the Huangshan God has been confirmed, the ownership of the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation has naturally been confirmed as well.

This has already been a huge help to the three talisman sects!

Both Master Hun Kun and Master Jinping nodded heavily, unable to conceal their delight, and said in unison, "The only remaining home is the empty home on Lotus Peak!"

Zhang Tianshi took a deep breath and said solemnly, "There is no time to lose. We will immediately summon all the high-level mages from the three sects and form a formation to attack Zhenkong's hometown... As for Fang La, I'll trouble you two Taoist brothers to deal with him. As for Old Demon Wang, I'll still take care of him!"

Master Jinping said with concern, "Brother Zhang, you are injured. You must not force yourself. How about I leave Fang La to you and let Brother Liu lend a hand?"

"I have already taken the secret recipe of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Seven-Turn Resurrection Pill, and my injuries are no longer serious."

Zhang Tianshi shook his head slightly. "Just now, Fang La tied my hands and feet, and I was unable to guard against Wang Lao Mo's sneak attack, so I was attacked by that devil. As long as you two Taoist brothers can lead Fang La away, even if I can't defeat Wang Lao Mo, I will definitely make him have no time to worry about other things!"

Seeing that he insisted, Master Hunkun and Master Jinping stopped talking and nodded in agreement.

The three real people organized their men separately, and the high-level mages from the three sects were sharpening their knives.

the other side.

Zhenkong's hometown, which was once as vast as a provincial capital, is now only the size of an ordinary town.

Of the countless ghosts of monks who once sat cross-legged around the lotus platform and chanted sutras devoutly, only a few thousand remain.

Old Demon Wang, who was sitting high on the lotus platform, listened to his subordinates below the lotus seat reporting tremblingly that they had found nothing in their investigation of the abnormalities of the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation. He suddenly felt restless for no reason.

He wanted to kill these rubbish with a single blow, but he was forced to suppress the rage within him due to the lack of resources. His chubby cheeks, smooth and plump like a baby's, turned blue and red...

He looked at the red sun setting in the western sky, and felt that the dream that was within reach last night was now so far away that it seemed to be on the horizon.

He couldn't understand it. He had clearly taken all the variables into account, and the White Lotus Sect clearly had the advantage... why did things suddenly turn out like this?

'No, I haven't taken all the variables into account!'

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he gritted his teeth secretly: "Bad 'Mother', I didn't expect that little thief in the Nine Nether Blood Sea Refining Array. Even if the unusual movement of the Seventy-two Earthly Evils Array was not caused by that little thief himself, he must be related to it!"

"Find him out, skin him, pull out his tendons, torture him to death, remove his bones, and put his soul into a shark lantern to be tortured day and night!"

"I will definitely refine him for a thousand years!"

With the experience of being struck by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder last time, he really didn't dare to count on his fingers to figure out the source of the changes in the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends Formation this time.

But he didn't dare to calculate it himself, but he could force his subordinates who knew the Eight Trigrams and Plum Blossom Divination to calculate it.

The result, of course, is no result.

But no result is also a result!

Just as he was secretly making himself angry, a thick golden thunderbolt struck fiercely on the protective formation of the Vacuum Hometown, causing the broken Vacuum Hometown to shake violently. Several ghosts of monks also silently turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

Wang Lao Mo was extremely furious, but he maintained a calm expression on his face. He glanced at Fang La who was holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji upside down not far away, and signaled him to go out and fight Zhang Jizu.

Fang La sensed his gaze, lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Although Old Demon Wang is impeccable, how could a shrewd man like him not see the current predicament of the White Lotus Sect?
But his Ming Cult has already invested too many resources in this deal, and has also indirectly brought harm to the Great Zhou court and the Great Zhou Xuanmen.

If he withdraws from the shares at this time, the sunk cost will be too high, enough to make his decades of hard work go down the drain...

Soon, Fang La bent his knees and jumped up with determination, his body soaring into the sky like a cannonball.

(End of this chapter)