I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Yuntong Dragon Palace.

main hall.

There are bursts of silk and bamboo, dancing and music.

Ao Xuan sat at the head, shaking his head and tasting the spirit wine, laughing loudly from time to time.

Zen Master Hongyun, who was on the right, asked, "Why is Your Majesty laughing?"

"This king laughs at the Qingyun mountain god, as the ancestor of Yuanying, he is so timid and fearful."

Ao Xuan said: "Three years, not to mention clearing up the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain, even the mountain temple did not dare to take half a step. It is useless to make this king worry."

The wolf demon on the right said enviously: "We once sat with that mountain god, but we never thought that he would become the immediate boss in a blink of an eye."

The other two golden core demon kings in the palace immediately became interested when they heard this, and asked for details.

After the story of the wolf demon, the group of demons were amazed, envious and jealous but couldn't help mocking the cowardly and cowardly God of Qingyun Mountain. Even if they dare not touch the Dragon Palace, they should kill a few wild gods and give the court an explanation.

Ao Xuan said contemptuously: "After all, you are a casual cultivator in the mountains. You have no background to rely on the mountains. If you are lucky enough to become a Taoist, you will be willing to sacrifice your life. How dare you do it lightly?"

"It can't be compared to the Dragon King!"

"The descendants of the real dragon, the court dare not act rashly, let alone a mere sixth-rank mountain god?"

"The mountain god also doesn't know etiquette. Since he knows that the Dragon King is a descendant of the real dragon, he should have come to pay his respects!"

"The gods of Qingyun Mountain are all headed by Yuntonghe. Which mountain god dares to act recklessly? In the future, the court will blame him, so he will come to the Dragon King for rescue!"

"..."

Three or five altars of spiritual wine were poured into the belly, the atmosphere became cheerful, and the words became more and more unscrupulous.

The words after drinking were exaggerated and boastful, but Ao Xuan listened to them in a euphoria, thinking in his heart whether he was using the power of the dragon clan to bully the Qingyun mountain god who had no heels.

Of course, this is just a thought.

No matter how drunk Ao Xuan was, he didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Yuan Ying Patriarch, at most he would say something strange in private.

Zen Master Hongyun drank heavily and ate meat, reminding: "Dragon King still needs to be careful, don't let the mountain god be paralyzed, lest you fall into the trick of showing weakness!"

"Zen Master, don't worry."

Ao Xuan said to the people in the hall: "I asked my father for a talisman seal. If the mountain god really came to the door, I only need to resist for a while, and my father will come from Jishui."

"It's so good."

Zen Master Hongyun heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled again: "Unless the mountain god is crazy, he would not dare to knock on the door himself. He is probably looking for a puppet to provoke trouble, and I will take over as soon as he responds."

"The Zen master is right."

Everyone claimed that it was true, and they were lucky to join the Dragon Palace.

It has been nearly twenty years since the Daheng imperial court has been investigating and planning.

The court has benefited, and the next step must be to deal with the wild gods.

However, wild gods are different from righteous gods, with complex backgrounds and far-reaching implications, and the court dare not act rashly.

Test each other, you come and go.

To this day no state capital has really begun to purge the wild gods.

At this moment.

boom!

A loud noise came from outside, and immediately the Dragon Palace shook, rubble fell, and the tables and chairs were overturned.

"what happened?"

Ao Xuan showed anger, and was ordering left and right to investigate, when General Crab scrambled and rushed into the hall.

"Oh no!"

"Your Majesty, a Taoist priest came outside, claiming to be Yuntong Hebo, who was conferred by the imperial court. General Xia told him that he never thought that he would be wiped out with a few thunderbolts."

General Crab's voice was intermittent, obviously frightened.

Ao Xuan frowned slightly, looked at Zen Master Hongyun and the others, already had some guesses in his heart, and asked in a loud voice.

"Only one Taoist?"

General Crab nodded again and again: "Just one."

"Hmph! How dare a little Taoist priest come to my Dragon Palace to play wild?"

Ao Xuan immediately felt relieved, and as the Zen master expected, he said: "Quickly go and gather the three thousand water demons, the four fellow Taoists, why not come with me to meet the so-called Yuntong Hebo?"

"promise!"

The crowd suddenly agreed and followed Ao Xuan out of the palace.

After a while.

The water on the surface of the Yuntong River was turbulent, and eddies were suddenly born, and then thousands of water monsters came out.

The drums and horns sounded together, and the shouts were loud.

hold head high--

The roar of the dragon came, and I saw nine black flood dragons pulling the chariot, and finally flew out from the bottom of the water.

Wind tiger dragon cloud.

The moment the black dragon appeared, dark clouds floated in the sky, thunder rolled, and it rained cats and dogs in an instant.

Ao Xuan stood at the head of the dragon chariot, wearing a purple robe, with his hands behind his back, his face was stern, he raised his eyes to look forward, in the midst of the misty rain, he stood in the sky in a navy blue Taoist robe, and scolded.

"Where did you come from, junior, how dare you come to my Dragon Palace to play wild?"

"It's just a wild god, it's not a small show!"

The Taoist was Wang Hong, and a yellow book appeared in his hand, saying: "I am the God of Qingyun Mountain, and I canonize Yuntong Hebo. I am here to take up the post today, and a ghost in the river belongs to my god!"

"Hahaha!"

Ao Xuan seemed to have heard the joke, laughed a few times, and said mockingly: "This king is also a Yuntonghe spirit monster, you can give orders if you have the guts, see if this king will listen?"

Wang Hong focused his attention righteously, and said loudly: "Ao Xuan, a mere snake demon, why don't you kneel down when you see this god?"

Ao Xuan was slightly taken aback, and turned into anger from embarrassment: "How courageous! This king will definitely take your soul away..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Wang Hong say again.

"Ao Xuan, the snake monster of the Yuntong River, defied He Bo's order, and threatened to attack and kill the righteous God of the court. According to the law of the Great Heng, he should be punished!"

During the conversation.

Before Ao Xuan and the others could react, they saw Wang Hong flying out of the seal magic weapon from his cuff, spinning around and turning into the size of a hill, and smashing it with immeasurable black and yellow divine light.

"This magic weapon..."

Ao Xuan's expression was horrified, the power of this treasure was definitely not possessed by the golden core, he opened his mouth and spat out a pair of dragon horns to block it, and at the same time his body retreated hundreds of feet away.

rumbling...

When the seal fell, the black dragon let out a scream, and burst into nine bloody flowers in the air.

The mysterious and yellow divine light overflowed like ripples, and any water demon that touched it would be distorted and broken into several pieces in an instant, and five hundred of them would die with just one blow.

"Damn it! Lingbao!"

Ao Xuan looked up to the sky and screamed, turned into a hundred-foot black dragon, and roared angrily: "Four fellow Taoists attack together, this guy is only at the early stage of the golden core, and he can't move it a few times."

"Let's do it together."

Zen Master Hongyun and others either cast magic weapons, or manifested the real body of the demon king, and formed a formation to besiege Wang Hong.

"Will you fight with more?"

Wang Hong hung a golden bell to protect his body, and he cupped his hands and said to the surroundings: "I also ask all the brothers and sisters to help the brothers and kill the rebels!"

"Little brother, don't be polite."

"A few monsters in the area can be killed easily!"

"This black dragon is not bad. Pindao refines the Shocking Drum and needs a good animal skin!"

A series of seven or eight voices came, and only ten figures manifested, surrounding Ao Xuan and others in the center.

Wang Hong took out the black flag from his cuff again, waved it lightly a few times, and thousands of black-armored monks flew out of it, all of them were stepping on black clouds, and the wind was blowing, all of them were foundation-establishing ghost cultivators.

"This is……"

Zen Master Hongyun was well-informed, saw the seal characters on the flag, and said in shock: "Yongning City God's Yin soldiers!"

Town God's Temple is in charge of the order of the underworld, and is responsible for capturing ghosts and ghosts who do not want to enter reincarnation, so as not to cause trouble for ordinary people. It would be too wasteful to kill them directly, most of them erased their memories and turned into yin soldiers, which belonged to the officials of Chenghuang Temple and dispatched by shady messengers.

The Yin soldiers under Yongning City God's command can be regarded as a very famous army of ghosts in Daheng.

It is difficult to maintain regulations based on the resources of the Town God's Temple alone, but it was only after getting Danxiazi's allocation of spiritual objects that it was refined.

Because of this, Wang Hongfang was able to borrow the Yin Bing Lingqi!

"City God of Yongning? Butian Sect!"

Ao Xuan thought so far, the dragon's tail swung, and he turned his head to escape into the distance.

Gu Xiaoke is different from Zhouyi, he is in charge of the power of a government, but he is a famous Butian sect who has been famous for hundreds of years.

Powerful, strong background.

Not to mention the Dragon Emperor of Jishui, Lord Shang Minshui, who was more advanced, did not want to provoke him, and Ao Xuan didn't even dare to return to the Dragon Palace, so he directly abandoned the position of Yuntong Hebo and fled.

"Poverty drum skin, where are you going?"

The old Taoist who spoke had a kind face, but his strikes were extremely ruthless. He waved his hand to throw a magic weapon in the net to block the way, and secretly stabbed several invisible flying swords to attack and kill him.

hold head high!

Ao Xuan slammed into the net pocket, originally wanted to use the body of the black dragon to tear it apart, but he never thought that another golden core monk would make a move, urging the pagoda magic weapon to suppress it.

Zen Master Hongyun and others are also having a hard time, and they all fight against two with one.

Don't talk about escaping, it's hard to save your life!

...

Thousands of miles away.

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, sudden divine light, sudden wind and rain, and shouts and curses from time to time.

A ray of divine light fell on the ground, rumbling and shattering the mountains for dozens of miles.

after a long time.

The roar stopped, and two figures stood in the air.

The old man in black clasped his hands and said, "Please return to Jishui, Lord Long."

Another man with the head of a dragon is Ao Lie, the Dragon Lord of Jishui, and he said in a deep voice, "I only want to take Xuan'er away, and don't care about anything else. Isn't that okay?"

The old man's face remained unchanged: "Master has an order, please return to Jishui, Lord Long!"

Ao Lie's eyes were red: "What a Huashen Tianjun, so domineering? How dare you bully my Dragon Clan!"

"Please return to Jishui, Mr. Long!"

The old man's gaze was slightly fixed, his fingertips were shining with aura, and his magical powers could be released at any time.

"Okay, okay! I will write down the revenge of the emperor for losing his son."

Ao Lie was originally irritable, but at this time he was raging with anger, but he knew what to do, the old man raised his head and looked in the direction of Kyoto.

"Yuan Ding's child led the wolf into the house, and the Emperor watched. This Daheng changed his name and surname. At that time, the three residences of Jishui will be flooded to sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven!"

After all, he turned into a light and left.

...

the next day.

Yuntong and Hebo changed positions.

Ao Xuan died on the spot, and the dragon skin was refined into a magic weapon, which was hung in the Hebo Mansion to frighten all directions.

When the wild gods in Qingyun Mountain heard the news, they were startled three times a day, and all of them took strict precautions and stepped up their training of demon soldiers.

...

Half a month later.

Qingyun Mountain Temple.

Zhou Yi is meditating and refining Qi, and he is on duty to report to General Jinjia.

"The mountain god of Yishan, please see me!"

"Bring it up."

Zhou Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and he knew the purpose of this mountain god without thinking deeply.

The battle of Yuntong River revealed too much information, and now no one knows that Qingyun Mountain God’s background is from the Butian Sect. In the face of such a powerful force, a mere wild god can’t even be counted as an ant.

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Even if the loss is huge, as long as you can invest in Butianjiao, the benefits in the future will be endless.

After a while.

The mountain god of Yishan came to the Yongning Palace, he looked like a middle-aged Taoist priest, with mana and aura at the late stage of Jindan, he was considered the top among the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain.

Plop!

The middle-aged Taoist fell to his knees and made three more beeps before speaking.

"Junior Jingxu, pay homage to God!"

Zhou Yi raised his brows and said, "You have investigated in detail, so you should know the preferences of the poor?"

Jingxu immediately showed joy, took out the storage bag from his cuffs, offered it with both hands and said: "This is accumulated by the younger generation for hundreds of years, please accept it with a smile, and also selected three hundred beauties from the people under his command, and will send them in a few days."

"Hehe, it seems that the reputation of being poor, sycophant, greedy and lustful has been widely spread."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take pictures of the storage bag, his spiritual consciousness swept across thousands of wishing beads, and the rest of the spirit stones and spiritual objects piled up into mountains.

Yishan stretches for three thousand miles, and there is a vein of gold concentrate in the mountain, which is a necessary material for refining magical instruments and magic weapons. Jingxu has been in charge of the vein for hundreds of years, enough to accumulate such wealth.

"Shangshen has a true temperament, this junior respects him very much, and he will behave like this in the future!"

Jingxu flattered repeatedly, abruptly interpreting Zhouyi's behavior as a real god's self-care.

Zhou Yi put the storage bag in his cuffs. The cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage was very expensive, and the more spiritual objects and stones the better, but the voice changed.

"This seat is Qingyun Mountain God, and all the mines in the mountain are under my jurisdiction! You have stolen the number of mountain gods for hundreds of years and violated the court's laws repeatedly. This god has the right to beat you to death."

"When you die, this spiritual creature will still belong to the poor!"

"God forgive me..."

Jingxu was so frightened that he kowtowed like garlic, and secretly scolded the old thief for being shameless, which was worse than the rumors outside, but fortunately he had other preparations when he came.

"God, you have joined the Butian Sect not long ago, and there is no foundation in the sect. If all the subordinate gods are occupied by the same sect, it is tantamount to attracting wolves into the house. Who will listen to your will in the future?"

"Well, what should I do?"

Zhou Yi was very interested, this Jingxu was quite active, but he just misjudged the situation.

Zhou Yi didn't care about the so-called power of Qingyun Mountain. As long as the wishing beads and spiritual objects were handed over enough, he would rather hide in the mountain temple and cultivate quietly than to fight for power with others.

Jingxu said: "The younger generation would like to be the forerunner of Shangshen, and confront the rest of the mountain gods, Hebo. The Shangshen only needs to reconcile and balance it, and then he can hold great power."

"Well said."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Jingxu wondered, "I don't know why God sighed?"

In his opinion, Zhouyi has no reason to refuse, and no one can bear to lose power. Qingyun Mountain straddles the land of three prefectures, and there are countless mine veins in the mountain, and the authority directly represents the cultivation resources!

"It's a pity that you do all kinds of evil in your daily life. You have repeatedly used evil methods to harvest people's incense and vows."

Zhou Yi said with a righteous face: "The first god is a disciple of Butian, who follows the teachings of the sect and takes it as his duty to quell the disasters of the common people. The second is the Daheng sixth-rank righteous god. He must be loyal to the court and eradicate evil gods for His Majesty!"

"???"

Jingxu looked at a loss, and couldn't understand why there was such a dignified side in patting Ma Daojun.

As everyone knows, these words are also flattering!

"Evil God, be punished!"

Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spat out thousands of sword lights, and circled Jingxu for a while, only half of the remnant soul was left in place, and put it into his cuff after casting a spell to seal it.

"How could Pindao get into trouble with his big backer because of some spiritual things?"

"Uncle Danxiazi sent someone to send a message yesterday. The court is very satisfied with the process of eliminating the wild gods in the poor way. It won't be long before another batch of bandit suppression materials will be sent!"

After thousands of years, Zhou Yi has a much clearer view of the future situation of Daheng than Jingxu.

Withholding the god position promised earlier will inevitably create a gap with his disciples. When the mountains and rivers are at peace, the court will find an excuse to punish Zhou Yi, who will speak for him in the court?

"Your Majesty is by no means a fool. It is impossible to see clearly. The wild gods of Qingyun Mountain have been handed over to Butian Sect, which has left a huge hidden danger!"

"Wild gods occupying mountains as kings are unsystematic bandits after all, but Butian Sect is an established warlord..."

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