Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

…

"I knew this would happen a long time ago. But you have to refine this tidal bead into an immortal weapon for me so that I can reward it to my disciples in the future."

After Xu Junming nodded, he put the Vermilion Bird Flag into his green gourd.

At the same time, a spiritual light flew out.

Soon, a stone mirror with eight trigrams engraved on its back appeared in front of Ao Tian.

With a wave of his hand, the Vermillion Bird Seal fell into his hand.

"This stone mirror is called the 'Bagua Ruyi Mirror'. It is a top-quality celestial artifact that I refined using the spiritual materials obtained from Yuejia Town. It contains twelve celestial beings and is suitable for entrusting the laws of the Emperor's Tao."

"Haha, yes, yes! The immortal weapon you personally practiced is indeed extraordinary."

"Are you going to give them to Li Jinchan and Nangong Ling?"

Ao Tian nodded.

"They are the third-generation first disciples of my sect. Now they are ahead of all my fellow sects and have advanced to the True Immortal Realm. Naturally, they are the most qualified to enjoy these two treasures."

Under his sect, Shang Taizhen inherited the Emperor's Way, and Pan Nao inherited the Earth's Emperor's Way.

Li Jinchan is Shang Taizhen's first disciple, and Nangong Ling is Pan Nao's first disciple.

With a finger, the spiritual light turned into forbidden runes, including the 'Bagua Ruyi Mirror' and the 'Dragon Bird Seal'.

Most of the aura on both of them disappeared in an instant.

"To avoid being coveted by others, I added two layers of seals on it. When they reach their cultivation level, the seal will be released by itself."

Ao Tian nodded.

This is also what it should be.

The two top-grade immortal weapons were too high-grade for Li Jinchan and Nangong Ling, who had just advanced to become true immortals, and were difficult to control.

"How are the people in Emei?"

"With the hope of living, both Changmei and Qi Shuming are very honest. Now they are running cardinals in the Emperor's Tower, contributing to the growth of Chongshan World."

"Where are Li Jingxu, Ku Zhu and the others?"

"At first, I realized that the place I ascended to was not the spiritual realm as expected, and there was a fuss for a while. Later, I saw that the spiritual energy here was rich and I could continue to improve my cultivation, so I accepted it."

After a pause, Ao Tian showed a look of anticipation on his face.

"My dear, I have finished digesting the world of Chiming. You can use the Divine Ball of Heaven to calculate again and see where I should go next?"

"Is this the main purpose of your visit?"

"Haha, I am also considering the growth of Chongshan World."

Xu Junming shook his head.

"You'd better digest the Chiming World. A hundred years is not enough to fully assimilate the hundreds of billions of people. When will the system of Chongshan Academy fully incorporate them. And after completing the complete change from words to thoughts and beliefs , it’s not too late to pursue the next world.”

"Just leave this kind of thing to your disciples. There is no need to waste my time."

Xu Junming shook his head again.

"No. You know how much vitality it consumes for me to make one calculation. Now that the layout of China in Chi County has reached a critical stage, there will be golden immortals interfering at any time and at any time, or even more than one. If I can't take action and only Taiyi is left, It is difficult to support a tree alone, and it may even be dangerous.”

There was a pause.

"Ao Tian, ​​don't forget, Chixian Shenzhou is the place we should pay most attention to. Taking this place is better than dozens of small worlds."

Ao Tian also knew the priorities, and after a brief consideration, he nodded.

"Forget it, just wait a little longer!"

…

Huanglong Mountain is a low mountain about a hundred miles away from Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

Rumor has it that tens of thousands of years ago, this place was also a fertile wilderness. Later, a yellow dragon hundreds of miles away caused trouble, driving the water of the Bian River to flood the surrounding area for thousands of miles.

The people were displaced and wailed everywhere.

At that time, the Song Dynasty had not succeeded the Xia Dynasty, and the Xia Emperor Yuan Qi was furious and sent his general Chen Jiugong to kill the dragon.

One man and one demon fought for three days and three nights. Chen Jiugong fought hard to be seriously injured and killed the rebellious Huang Long with his sword.

The dragon's head fell and turned into a three-hundred-mile Huanglong Mountain.

Because this mountain is transformed from a corpse, miasma often appears in the mountain. Although it is not a barren mountain and bad water, it is not a blessed place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Therefore, there are no monks staying there.

The only mountain temple has long been abandoned because no one worshiped it.

On this day, a team of chariots and horses came out of Tokyo Bianliang, the first city in the world that covers an area of ​​millions of acres, where dragons and tigers are roosting, and the purple air covers tens of thousands of miles.

After traveling for thirty miles, we left the main road and headed towards Huanglong Mountain.

It can be seen that although these people are dressed in ordinary clothes, their aura is rich and gorgeous, which is obviously not ordinary.

Especially the warriors guarding the left and right, all of them are tall and strong, with domineering and abundant energy and blood hidden in their bodies, their eyes are shining, and their aura is full of fierceness and bravery.

Such powerful warriors guarding the left and right are definitely not available to ordinary people.

"General Yang?"

Yang Ye, who had been walking at the front, rode his horse to the carriage frame.

"The officials are summoning the ministers. What's the matter?"

"How far is this place from Huanglong Mountain?"

Yang Ye's consciousness swept away, "We'll be back at Guan's house in about seventy miles."

"Seventy miles? So it's not far."

A soft and charming woman's voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, if you want to play with me again, it will take an hour to ride a horse for seventy miles."

Yang Ye, who was standing outside, frowned for a moment. He wanted to speak several times, but he held it back.

"My beloved, don't be anxious. I'll go out and take a look first, and I'll be with you later."

"Your Majesty, hurry up."

"Haha, I got it."

"Snapped…!"

"Your Majesty is so evil!"

Yang Ye's eyes showed anger, he snorted coldly, turned his horse and ran forward.

After a while, the thick car banner was lifted, and a middle-aged man with fair complexion wearing a purple robe and a jade crown walked out.

Seeing Yang Ye leaving on his own, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"This old thief is so bold, he dares to ignore me!"

An invisible barrier enveloped the carriage, and no sound was heard.

"Officials should be careful. General Yang is the general who ruled the country left by His Majesty Taizu. I, the great pillar of the Song Dynasty, will not be treated lightly."

Next to the carriage, an old man wearing a brown robe, with a thin face and a long beard on his chin said slowly.

Huizong Zhao Ji suddenly turned around and said angrily.

"Does Prime Minister Cai also want to look down on me?"

"I don't dare, old minister."

Seeing his respectful attitude, Zhao Ji's color brightened a little.

"I'm sorry you don't dare either."

Turning his head to look at the majestic figure in front of him, Zhao Ji showed an angry look on his face again.

"It's just that Yang Ye is really hateful. Since he returned from Immortal Court five years ago, he has used Taizu's name to oppress me several times. It's really hateful."

There was a pause.

"Xiang Cai, you have always been known for your resourcefulness. Is there any way to remove this stumbling block for me?"

"General Yang's cultivation has reached the Golden Immortal Realm. There are people in the world who can surpass him, but we may not be able to recruit him."

Zhao Ji frowned and nodded.

Although his cultivation level is sparse, he has only achieved innate perfection so far. But he also knows what the Golden Immortal represents.

It is absolutely no joke that one person controls a country.

"It's a pity that Taizu, the old man, has been in seclusion in the Immortal Court in order to seek a breakthrough. Otherwise, I could have asked him to send Yang Ye back with a handwriting, which would have saved me the trouble."

"Don't worry, officials. Although His Majesty Taizu is in seclusion, you have forgotten that there is a truly powerful man in the Huanglong Mountain in front of you."

Looking at the numerous mountain shadows in the distance, Zhao Ji's eyes lit up.

"I'm really riding a donkey looking for a horse. Since the True Monarch of Chongshan can defeat the three great witch generals of Nanzhao Kingdom, he can naturally also suppress Yang Ye."

Frowning slightly.

"It's just that Lord Chongshan has such a high level of cultivation that it would be troublesome to ask him to take action."

"Guan family, this is easy!"

"How to say?"

"The purpose of this True Monarch of Chongshan opening a forum to teach the Dharma must be to establish a sect. In that case, why doesn't Your Majesty follow the example of Taizu's story?"

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up.

Thousands of years ago, the story of Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, lost three games of chess and lost Mount Huashan, one of the five mountains, to Fuyaozi Chen Chuan's ancestor. This story is widely circulated in the spiritual world.

It is a pity that although Patriarch Chen Chuan has a high level of cultivation and has ascended thousands of years ago, few of his disciples have become successful.

So over the years, although the Huashan Sect is still the backbone of the Taoist sect, because there is no Golden Immortal in charge, its prestige has always been lower than that of the Tianshi Tao, Chunyang Sect, Kongtong Sect and Shenxiao Tao.

"Sure enough, Prime Minister Cai is worthy of being an old man in planning for the country!" Zhao Ji said happily.

"Your Majesty, thank you."

Cai Jing smiled calmly, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

He holds great power and does not want Yang Ye to hold him back.

As for whether the Song Dynasty would fall without him, the general who ruled the country?

Cai Jing was not worried at all. As long as Song Taizu, who lived in the Immortal Court and was in charge of tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers in the Yellow Emperor's Immortal Domain, was there, the rule of the Song Dynasty would be as stable as a rock.

"This time I came to Huanglong Mountain, I was just to get back the Dragon Bird Seal from the Chongshan Taoist, but now it seems that there are more things." Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"The officials worked hard for our Song Dynasty and took care of everything every day. They really set an example for all the people in the world. Even if the humble ministers are afraid of being ruined, they will never be as good as your Majesty."

These flattering words made Zhao Ji burst out laughing.

Judging from his complacent look, he obviously approves of it.

The carriages and horses moved forward and soon arrived at the foot of Huanglong Mountain.

Zhao Ji, who had finished discussing with Cai Jing, stood on the carriage and looked at the lush and vibrant mountains in front of him.

"Is this Huanglong Mountain?"

Although Yang Ye looked down upon the greedy, lustful, fatuous and incompetent Daojun Emperor of the Song Dynasty, he still maintained the basic courtesy of a courtier.

"Back to the official's house, exactly."

"Isn't it rumored that Huanglong Mountain is filled with miasma and is a barren mountain? It doesn't look like it when you look at it."

"As the saying goes: Mountains are not high, they are famous if they have immortals. The True Lord Chongshan has a Taoist Golden Immortal. As his Taoist temple, Huanglong Mountain will naturally gather spiritual energy and make the sea and rivers clear. The land filled with miasma will turn into pure A Taoist holy land full of energy." Yang Ye said.

"So this Lord Chongshan is indeed a Taoist master!"

"What the officials say is absolutely true. True Monarch Chongshan can defeat the three witch generals of Nanzhao in one go. He is extremely powerful. I ask the officials and family members to show their respect and do not neglect him."

"Don't worry, general, I'm awake."

There was a pause.

"General Yang? I heard what you said just now. It seems that you have great respect for Mr. Xu?"

"Exactly."

"Then compared with your strength, which one is stronger or weaker?"

"I feel ashamed to say it. I have been practicing hard for nearly ten thousand years, and now I am only in the early stage of Golden Immortal. My strength is no more than that of Zhong Weng, the sorcerer general of Nanzhao. The true king of Chongshan is stronger than Si Zhan, Zhong Weng and Lie She." My three witches are naturally far more powerful than me."

Yang Ye said in a respectful tone.

"I see!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly and turned to look at Huanglong Mountain ahead.

"General Yang, where is True Monarch Chongshan? How can we pay our respects?"

Feeling the overwhelming aura on the main peak of Huanglong Mountain, Yang Yedao had experienced it once a long time ago.

"The true king will be doing his cultivation at the main peak of Huanglong Mountain, and the ministers will be escorted there by the officials."

"It's not necessary for General to take action."

He glanced at Cai Jing, who was accompanying the carriage. The latter waved his sleeves and lifted up the carriage with a powerful force.

"General Yang, please lead the way."

Looking at Cai Jing who was smiling, Yang Ye frowned.

Although the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty was very respectful to him, Yang Ye always felt that he was wearing a mask that was difficult to see through.

Hard to truly trust.

After nodding slightly, Yang Ye urged the yellow gelding under his crotch, accompanied by a long neigh.

This fairy beast kept in captivity in the Fairy Garden spread its hooves, white clouds rose under its feet, and it flew towards the mountain.

Cai Jing held the carriage, and the imperial guards guarding him followed closely behind.