Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 687 The Romance of the Conferred God
At night, the world is dark and there is no light for thousands of miles.

The underworld shrouded in Yin Qi can even be described as not seeing your fingers.

In the dead silence, in the depths of the underworld where even the undead dare not approach, a dilapidated Taoist temple stands abruptly.

On the rusty plaque, the words "Yuxuguan" can be vaguely seen.

Although he looks poor, no one dares to underestimate him.

Because there lived a Taoist priest who had buried the powerful emperors of several epochs.

In the Yuxu Guanshentang, which is full of dust.

Cao Yi sat cross-legged on a light yellow shriveled futon, his forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, and his veins were protruding.

Opposite sat Emperor Zun who had been suppressed by the Mieshi Heilian.Eyes closed, motionless, like a dead wood that has gone through endless years.

It has been several years since the last war.

Hei Lian still hasn't wiped out Emperor Zun's primordial spirit.

Cao Yi frowned.

Suddenly, a slight fluctuation appeared in the dead black lotus.

If Cao Yi hadn't been staring at him, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

At the same time, Emperor Zun groaned in pain, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

"I am Wutian...no...I am Regal"

Wutian is still alive!

Cao Yi's eyes brightened.

The fluctuations in the black lotus suddenly became stronger, and spread towards other places in Emperor Zun's Sendai.

Cao Yi was about to make a move to stop it, when suddenly a vast force revived from Emperor Zun Xiantai.

"Di Zun also kept a hand, and things are getting more and more exciting."

A smile appeared on Cao Yi's face.

Boom!

Wutian Yuanshen and Emperor Zun Yuanshen had a peak collision.

The earth-shattering fluctuations instantly spread throughout the underworld, and even the entire Shrouding World.

I don't know how many strong men looked over, with doubts and worries on their faces.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
A row of more than a dozen figures.

The strong men of the underworld have come, there are quasi-emperors and slaves, and there are emperors who beheaded themselves.

Seeing that it wasn't Cao Yi fighting against others, they all chose to wait and see.

"Fellow Wutian, do you need help?"

Cao Yi asked.

Although Wutian's cultivation base is higher than that of Emperor Zun, after all, he has just recovered, and Cao Yi is not optimistic about him.

"No...need...need, I...can...can deal with him"

A vague fluctuation came from Wutian.

His state at this moment is somewhat similar to Ye Qingying before, his soul is not complete.

"All right"

Cao Yi didn't insist anymore.

"Get out"

Regal roared.

Due to the partial loss of autonomy of the Yuanshen, his strength cannot be fully exerted.

Under Wutian's attack, they retreated steadily.

But he is Emperor Zun after all, and the damage caused by resistance to Wutian is not small at all.

This battle of primordial spirits that surpassed the Great Emperor lasted for three full days.

Wutian, who had a higher level of cultivation, won the victory, and Emperor Zun's primordial spirit was like a flickering candle, drifting away with the wind.

Wutian also paid a heavy price and fell silent again.

Cao Yi raised his hand and took Hei Lian back.

His eyes fell on the body left by Emperor Zun.

This body is much stronger than Yelv Zhigu's.

Should it be used as a weapon or as a doppelganger?
Cao Yi suffered from difficulty in choosing again.

"Ding! Leave tomorrow night"

The cold system sound sounded.

Cao Yi's thoughts were interrupted.

Cao Yi nodded slightly.

That night, Cao Yi went to see Ye Qingying and his wife and explained some things. The next day, he met Ye Fan again and entrusted the underworld to him.

On the willow branches on the moon, the breeze blows.

Cao Yi, who had changed into a clean Taoist robe, sat beside the spotless stone table, drinking tea leisurely.

Quietly waiting for a new time travel.

Suddenly the space distorted, as if it was split.

Shen Wang and others came out.

Without any nonsense, I sat down beside Cao Yi and waited honestly.

At exactly 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, the Taoist temple suddenly trembled, and the bricks and tiles continued to rustle, making people worry that the Taoist temple would collapse accidentally.

After a while, a hazy mist rose inside and outside the Taoist temple, like blue smoke and tulle. As time went by, the fog was layered on top of each other, so thick that it drowned the entire Taoist temple.

"Ding! Select the world as follows"

In the world of Fengshen Romance, the mission: to help cut education, help the Shang Dynasty, change the outcome of the Fengshen War, and gain the luck of heaven and earth.

Immortal world, task: develop Taoism, gain the power of luck...

Perfect World, Mission:...

Immortals against the world, task: ...

……

Quest worlds are much smaller than before, only six.

It seems that my journey through the myriad worlds is coming to an end.

Cao Yi thought for a while and said, "Go to the world of Feng Shen Yan Yi"

"Ding! The host has selected the world"

A mechanical cold voice sounded.

Immediately, multiple lines of golden text exuding brilliance emerged.

[Crossing the World: The World of Feng Shen Yan Yi]

[Time Travel: The Eve of the Conferred God War]

[Crossover location: Chaoge, the capital of the Shang Dynasty]

[Mission arrangements: help cut education, help the Shang Dynasty, change the outcome of the Conferred God War, and obtain the luck of heaven and earth]

[Status Arrangement: Overseas Casual Cultivator]

[How to enter the plot: None]

[Mission success: Obtain [-] Taoist luck points]

[Hint: There is no penalty for mission failure, it can be completed in two parts]

【Enter! 】

………………

An autumn day, early in the morning.

It is near Chaoge area, in the mountains and forests.

The cries of various small animals and birds filled the lush forest, breaking the tranquility.

A gust of mountain wind blows, the leaves rustle, the air with the natural flavor of grass and earth in the mountains, and the blue sky complement each other, forming a beautiful picture that does not need any modification.

In the depths of the mountain forest, a Taoist temple fell from the sky, startling a group of small animals that were looking for food to scatter away.

Cao Yi opened his eyes, walked out of the room, out of the Taoist temple, and found himself in a primeval forest.

All kinds of spirit beasts can be seen everywhere.

It can be seen that the aura of heaven and earth is sufficient.

The divine thoughts are released.

In just a few breaths, Cao Yi had a general understanding of the world.

The universality of creatures in this world is stronger than any world I have been to before.

The Shang Dynasty was actually a fairy dynasty composed of monks.

"free time"

Cao Yi left a word and disappeared.

reappear.

It was near a yellow field.

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound in the sky.

Cao Yi raised his head.

A chariot pulled by eight strange beasts passed by.

Sitting on it was an old man with white beard and hair and an extraordinary bearing.

The cultivation base is not high, only Xuan Xian's cultivation base.

The red luck above his head shows that he is a member of the officialdom and holds great power.

Cao Yi knew the identity of this person with a single thought.

Wen Zhong, the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty, existed under one man and above ten thousand people.

Soon, the chariot pulled by the strange beast rushed into Chaoge City not far away.

Cao Yi turned his gaze to Chaoge City.

A particularly obvious phenomenon caught Cao Yi's attention.

Chaoge City is full of Jiejiao believers, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the only one.

It was almost noon, Cao Yi turned and went back to the Taoist temple.

Before participating in this battle of gods, he had to make some preparations.

(End of this chapter)