Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"interesting!"

Song Xuan smiled, "You don't know until you see it. Now that I see it, there are quite a few great masters hiding in the imperial capital."

There are beggars, storytellers in restaurants, street performers, and business owners... There are even people who are wholeheartedly scumbags. I can only say that this circle of Mahayana monsters is too competitive. If you don't have some special hobbies, you'd be embarrassed to tell others that you have achieved Mahayana cultivation!

Wang Lin glanced at the scumbag boy with a strange expression on his face. He suddenly said, "I know this guy. His name seems to be Young Master Lingxian!"

"Oh?"

Wang Lin lowered his voice a bit and said, "This person is a weasel that has become a spirit. He has been cultivating for eight thousand years. When he achieved success in his cultivation, he came to me to ask for my permission to speak. He asked me if he looked like a human or a god."

"There is such a cause and effect?"

Song Xuan asked curiously, "How did Brother Wang answer?"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth, as if smiling, but the smile looked a little strange.

"I was in a hurry to get on my way and didn't bother to talk to him, but he kept following me and asking questions. Although I've killed countless people, I wouldn't kill someone just to get their mouth shut.

So, I was a little impatient and just said something to evade the question.

Song Xuan blinked and suddenly became interested, "Tell me in detail!"

"Well, I said he doesn't look like a human or a god, with his greasy hair and powdered face, he looks like a pervert!"

"I remember he stood there in a daze for a long time, and he never bothered me again after that."

As he spoke, he looked at the young man hidden in the shadows with a complicated expression and couldn't help but sigh.

"Now that I think about it, the reason why he's so obsessed with women might be related to my answer back then."

Song Xuan smiled, "Don't worry, Brother Wang. This may not be a bad thing for him. This person is lucky enough to come to you to ask for silence. Maybe you can really help him embark on a new and unique path in the world of scum!"

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"The scumbag path... perhaps, it really is a brand new path!"

Chapter 900: Welcome Your Majesty!

Above the capital of Daosong, high-level cultivators were gathering madly.

Some monks who have lived in the imperial capital for many years naturally know that a national war is about to begin.

However, some independent cultivators and some small families and forces from the outer space did not know the specific situation. At this moment, looking at the overwhelming army of cultivators, they gasped and showed fear in their eyes.

"Oh my god, the weakest ones are all at the Spiritual Transformation Stage. There must be tens of billions of them, right?"

"The dynasty's heritage has been fully revealed at this moment. No wonder the status of the seven dynasties has been unshakable for tens of thousands of years!"

"Shake? How to shake? When one reaches the Mahayana stage, everyone's goal is to become an immortal. Unless someone stands in the way, no one will easily start a Mahayana war!

"I've lived for thousands of years and have never heard of such a situation where the dynasty's heritage is fully exposed!"

"Is there anyone with good information? Please tell me why our dynasty is starting a national war, and which dynasty are we going to go to war with?"

"Tianjizi, aren't you known for knowing the past three thousand years and the future three thousand years? Do you know the reason behind such a big thing?"

"Hey, you asked the right person, me!"

An old man with the Taoist name Tianjizi stroked his beard and laughed, "As far as I know, the commander of the Imperial City, Lord Song Xuan, suddenly came out of seclusion this morning!

Then, the bell in the imperial capital rang twelve times, and the national war began! "

"Ah? Is it the national war started by the commander-in-chief?"

Tianjizi nodded and said, "I'm not sure, but it must be related to the commander!

You may not know that in Fo Tang, there are rumors that Mr. Song is the male favorite of Empress Wu Zhao of Fo Tang..."

"Hiss~ Are you looking for death?"

Everyone gasped when they heard this, finding it unbelievable.

You know, anyone who is well-informed in the imperial capital knows that the current commander-in-chief is the number one person in the Daosong Dynasty and the real controller of the dynasty?

Where did the Empress Wu Zetian get the courage to blaspheme Mr. Song's reputation by using the word "male favorite"?

Have you read too many female-oriented novels?

In the imperial capital, countless people were discussing the matter, and all kinds of gossip were spreading wildly from the imperial capital to all parts of the country.

As one Mahayana being after another appeared, the door of the ancestral temple deep in the palace was suddenly pushed open, making a creaking sound.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed like the laws of heaven and earth, more like the door to a world being suddenly opened.

Afterwards, vortex passages began to appear above the imperial capital. Inside the passages, the ancestor of the Song Dynasty walked out slowly, holding a blurry compass in his right hand!

Behind him, several ancestors of the royal family also walked out one after another. Each of them had a solemn expression and a murderous intent as they looked around the nine heavens and eight wildernesses at the endless army of cultivators.

At this moment, countless people went completely crazy!

That was the ancestor of Dao Song, who held the national treasure and was the first person to establish the Dao Song Dynasty. Since he went into seclusion in the secret realm of the ancestral temple, he has never left the ancestral land.

And now, his true self has come out!

This news spread like a storm, and all the forces that heard the news were shocked without exception.

The Taoist Song Patriarch has come out of seclusion. This means the fight will not stop until one of the two countries dies. One of the two countries must be destroyed!

The royal families of Wuming and Yaoqing, two countries bordering the Daosong Dynasty, directly issued orders to block the border, close the border transmission channels, and prohibit any contact with the Daosong Dynasty.

Obviously, they had received accurate news that Dao Song was going to go to war with Fo Tang.

The two countries are unwilling to participate in this bloody and brutal war!

Even if they want to participate, they will definitely not participate now, unless Dao Song and Fo Tang fight each other to a draw so that they can reap the benefits!

...

After Dao Song Patriarch came out of retreat, he stood at the edge of the void passage, standing there quietly without saying a word, as if waiting for something.

The terrifying army of over 10 billion, millions of powerful warriors, and dozens of Mahayana monks were all waiting quietly at this moment. No one dared to show a trace of impatience.

At this moment, in the distant sky, the space suddenly began to twist uncontrollably. Then, large areas of space cracks began to be torn apart by unknown forces. At the same time, the national defense formation above the imperial capital was instantly activated.

Behind Patriarch Dao Song, the expressions of the Mahayana beings changed, and one of them whispered, "Ancestor, a large number of powerful people from the Demon Yuan Dynasty are breaking through the realm!"

Dao Song Patriarch looked calm and said, "Don't worry about it, let them in!"

As he spoke, the national defense formation that had just been activated in the sky gradually dimmed. As the formation closed, countless space passages began to appear in the territory of Dao Song.

Then, earth-shaking roars and roars resounded throughout most of the Dao Song territory.

Then, as the Dao Song monk army and countless civilians watched, countless ferocious and terrifying beasts appeared between heaven and earth.

These ferocious beasts have different shapes, but each one is huge in size, exuding a ferocious and cruel aura. The murderous light in their eyes makes people feel palpitations at the sight of them.

On the backs of countless ferocious beasts, various demonic cultivators were densely seated, and the monstrous demonic energy emanated, causing the starry sky to tremble violently.

Patriarch Dao Song looked at the scene calmly. At first glance, the army of the Mo Yuan Dynasty was much smaller than that of Dao Song. In terms of number, it was only about half of that.

But even with this half of the number, the terrifying aura they exuded was able to maintain a tendency to compete with the Dao Song army. Dao Song Patriarch knew very well what this meant.

In terms of individual cultivator strength, the Demon Yuan side, which adheres to the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, is obviously stronger than Dao Song.

Since the appearance of the demon army, there has been silence. No cultivator spoke, but just sat quietly on various ferocious beasts, waiting quietly.

At this moment, on the side of the Demon Yuan army, several peak Mahayana demon cultivators who were leading the group suddenly opened their eyes, quickly stood up, looked respectful and fearful, and slowly bowed.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure that seemed to come from ancient time and space, as if stepping on the waves of fragments of time and space, walked step by step from ancient times to the real world!

This is a woman, dressed in a black dragon robe, with a calm expression, and a majestic aura without anger. As she walks, a terrifying demonic aura emanates from her, and that aura is comparable to that of a peak Mahayana cultivator!

Dao Song Patriarch's eyes sparkled with brilliance. He waved his sleeves, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile, "Greetings, Daoist Fellow Yao Yue!"

Yao Yue looked calm, nodded slightly, and after a brief response, he raised his head and looked up towards the sky.

Then, she waved her sleeves and a mighty and majestic voice spread out.

"Welcome, the Daoist Ancestor Luo Tian is coming!"

Chapter 901 Target: The Buddhist Tang Dynasty, fight to the death!

Yao Yue had no obsession with showing off in front of others, but she also knew that her sister-in-law had a special habit of showing off in front of others.

Therefore, Emperor Yaoyue, who has already ascended the throne, does not mind giving Victoria Song a grand appearance in this occasion that is watched by hundreds of millions of people!

As soon as she finished speaking, the billions of demonic cultivators behind her were all shocked at this moment, and they all bowed in worship, and their voices spread at the same time.

"Welcome, the Daoist Ancestor Luo Tian has arrived!"

The roar was earth-shaking and echoed between heaven and earth for a long time. The sound waves came one after another, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping.

The worship of the strong and the veneration of the strong have almost penetrated into the bones of every demon cultivator.

They are in awe of His Majesty Yao Yue, but for the ancestor Luo Tian who destroyed the Mo Yuan royal family, held up the national treasure with one hand, and was the only one in heaven and on earth, countless demon cultivators have deep-seated worship and faith in him!

Amidst the endless echoes, a breathtakingly huge figure deep in the starry sky seemed to tear apart time and space. Then, in the turbulence of the void, a huge and ferocious purple-gold dragon head slowly emerged.

This horrifying scene caused an uproar among the army of tens of billions, and many people even cried out in disbelief.

Even Patriarch Dao Song trembled and suddenly opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Purple Gold Divine Lord, are you the Purple Gold Divine Lord?!"

"Oh?"

The huge dragon head suddenly changed direction, and its eyes, shining like stars, stared at Dao Song Patriarch and looked him over.

"Do you recognize this god?"

Patriarch Dao Song took a deep breath, clasped his fists respectfully, and said, "My Lord, among those immortal and god-level beings who descended to the mortal world back then, you were also an extremely dazzling one.

Back then, I was just entering the Mahayana stage and could only watch from afar. But even so, I have never forgotten the grace and grace of the Divine Lord!

"Ahhahaha~~"

The purple-gold dragon laughed heartily, and its head was subconsciously about to raise high, but the next moment, he felt his scalp tighten, and Song Qian's low voice came in his mind.

"You're showing off in front of others, be more reserved!"

The purple-gold dragon's expression changed, and its wild laughter immediately subsided. It nodded slightly with an indifferent expression, and then the huge dragon body slowly emerged from the turbulent space.

The boss said that he had to maintain his status. If he kept yelling at every turn, it would ruin his image.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon was somewhat unconvinced. This dragon didn't even care about his dignity, so what was the point of wanting to be so cool?

But since the boss said he wanted it, then he had to take it, no matter what he wanted. At least in front of these juniors, he had to take it to show off his lofty status as a dragon!

After the divine dragon's true form completely descended into the world, the purple-gold divine dragon glanced at Patriarch Song and said calmly, "We can talk about the past later. Now, everyone, please follow me and respectfully welcome: The Daluo Heavens, the Supreme Sky, the Dao Ancestor Luo Tian has arrived!"

"Welcome Daozu Luo Tian!"

Billions of demon cultivators did not hesitate at all, and all bowed towards the sky and kowtowed again, their voices shaking the nine heavens and roaring throughout the world.

On the Dao Song army side, countless cultivators looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment. Many Mahayana cultivators subconsciously looked at the Dao Song Patriarch.

Patriarch Dao Song hesitated for a moment and turned his head to look at Song Xuan's residence. He did not sense any refusal from Patriarch Xuantian, so he made a decision immediately.

How could he neglect someone whom even the Purple Gold God had to welcome respectfully?

Under the gazes of countless cultivators, Patriarch Dao Song also clasped his fists and bowed.

"Welcome Daozu Luo Tian!"

When he bowed, the Mahayana monsters standing behind him also bowed in unison. Then, hundreds of millions of people bowed and spoke at the same time. Mighty sound waves roared into the sky, like a raging storm, resounding throughout the vast heaven and earth, and echoing for a long time.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be shocked. Endless power of faith gathered like a tide and merged into the hazy figure above the head of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure slowly turned around, revealing a cold yet extremely beautiful face.

Her eyes swept over the living beings below, revealing endless compassion and wisdom. She exuded an indescribable aura that made people feel both awe and intimacy.

She just stood there, but every look and every movement was filled with endless mystery and profound meaning, which made people fall in love with her.

With the appearance of Luo Tian Daozu Song Qian, the whole world seemed to become quiet, only her majestic and wise eyes were slowly scanning the eight directions.

Song Qian saw the respectful and awed Dao Song Patriarch, saw her sister-in-law Yao Yue who was suppressing a smile on her face, saw the surprised and excited eyes of the Hunyuan Sect disciples, saw Ye Gucheng's envious and thoughtful expression...

Time passed by little by little, and Song Qian just stood there quietly, accepting the worship of the crowd and feeling the awe and fanatical gazes of countless people. Until she felt she had had enough, she waved her sleeves, slowly turned around, and looked towards the direction of her brother Song Xuan's mansion.

"Welcome, Hunyuan Wuji, Xuantian Daozun!"