The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 156: Shocked and Angry

Wu Yong stood at the top of the purple cloud platform, with his palms folded in front of him, pressing down on the head of the nine-section staff, and glancing at the Heavenly Puppet with contempt.

"Since I started practicing, I have never been humiliated like this again and again."

"Tian Kuizi, you don't think that if you hide in the back and keep silent, and ask Master Jingxiao to come forward, everything will be over, right?"

With the five Taoist officials gathered and all the cultivators present, Tianguizi ridiculed Fuyao Wu family again and again. This was not something that could be resolved with a simple reconciliation.

The latter stepped onto the cloud and entered the white jade eaves of the Qingyun Palace, completely ignoring Wu Yong's sneer.

The Taoist officials of the three sects also stood on a cloud, watching the changes in the scene.

But under the pressure of the Lord of Heavenly Palace, Tian Kuizi lowered his eyes slightly and had to face Wu Yong.

"I won't argue with you any more. I lost my mind in the previous incident. I apologize here. I hope the Taoist will return my Great Heavenly Demon Puppet to you and put an end to this farce."

Tian Kuizi took two steps forward and looked Wu Yong in the eye. Seeing the disdainful look on his face, he bowed and said.

"That's all?"

Wu Yong twisted his staff tightly with both hands, and laughed in anger:

"What if I don't return it, what will you do?"

Is it really that big of a deal if there is someone behind the scenes?
Wu Yong is no longer the young prince who stood by the bank of Danjiang River, looking around but having no one to rely on.

It can no longer be suppressed so lightly!

"The Great Heavenly Demon Puppet is a treasure inherited from the Immortal Puppet lineage. Wu Yong, even if you really want to take it, you can't."

Tian Kuizi hooked his ten fingers, but did not shake the Xuanhuang Qi at all.

The hand of the great demon had already sunk into the long river of Xuanhuang. The Xuanhuang energy, like colored glaze crystal, was between form and energy. Once it was generated, it was boundless. No matter whether it was a spiritual treasure or a demon puppet, it could not move under the entrenchment of the Xuanhuang dragon vein.

"Humph!"

Wu Yong ignored him, bowed to Master Jingxiao, and left.

He actually detained this demon puppet...

Seeing that Wu Yong was still like this and refused to change his mind, Tianguizi had no choice but to cast his gaze on Master Jingxiao. However, he saw that Master Jingxiao was just looking at Wu Yong with a smile and ignored him at all, which made him feel depressed.

But he could not care about more, this demon puppet was the highest achievement of the immortal puppet lineage. It took tens of thousands of years of hard work to accumulate these hundreds of millions of demon bones. Based on the hand bones of the Demon King, he finally made this powerful puppet that could shake the spiritual treasures.

The Immortal Puppet lineage must not lose the Great Demon Puppet!

Tian Guizi didn't care about his face at all and took the lead. The Nether Flame Skull suddenly grew to a size of a hundred feet, and a breath of dark fire indiscriminately spread towards Wu Yong's back.

At the same time, a dazzling needle spit out from the mouth of the giant spirit puppet, and it attacked secretly under the cover of fire.

He actually used a sneak attack in order to quickly capture Wu Yong.

The dark blue underworld fire covered Wu Yong's back, and before it touched him, a hoarse and noisy sound was heard, followed by the expansion of red light. The human disaster fire in the Ten Thousand Crows Pot exploded, and the vast red clouds turned into thousands of fire crows. In an instant, the momentum of the underworld fire was overwhelmed, and the red flame disaster fire rushed back towards the Sky Puppet.

As soon as the endless treasure needles spit out by the giant spirit puppet hit Wu Yong, they were covered with blue golden energy. The densely packed golden needles hit Wu Yong's slightly raised white robe which was dyed yellow by the yellow sky energy. There was only a tinkling sound, but it was as if they had hit the pillars of heaven and were all broken.

Even if the Xuanhuang robe is gone, Huang Tian's power is no less powerful!

Then, a ray of golden light fell from the sky. It was the leader of ten thousand crows - the Golden Crow Taoist soldier turning into a rainbow. The Golden Crow Seal with one leg hit the Heavenly Puppet, and kicked one claw of the puppet's outer armor off the Qingyun Heavenly Palace. The Taoist officials on the cloud platform and the guardian Taoist children in the Heavenly Palace were all disturbed by the strong wind.

These two people are a bit disrespectful to the Lord of the Heavenly Palace...

Ten thousand crows were silent, and their noisy voices echoed throughout the blessed land. Disaster fire fell all over the place. In the center of the red clouds, an oil lamp shone brilliantly. Wu Yong then pointed his right sword straight up to the sky, and a celestial fire brought down by the strong wind.

The human disaster fire, the earth lung evil fire, and the Zhurong heavenly fire accumulated the power of the three elements and transformed into three different thousand-foot flaming lotuses that fell down and exploded directly in the blessed land.

Taoist Xuanqing saw that the situation was not good, so he secretly took back the map of mountains and seas. The immortal puppet cultivators suddenly lost the suppression and protection of the five mountains and eight seas, and were instantly faced with the overwhelming magical power of the fire way.

Even with the hasty protection of the nine giant magician puppets, the immortal puppet cultivators were also severely injured. A charred abyss exploded in the center of the blessed land with the fallen heavenly puppet as the center. Every time it reached the edge of the rock, there was a fluid lava flowing slowly...

He played with the underworld flame in front of Wu Yong, who possessed the sacred Fusang tree and specialized in the way of fire among the three disasters of wind, fire and thunder.

Isn't it ridiculous?

Seeing this, another giant spirit puppet in the blessed land also began to move.

This Tōkaidō official, Wu Yong, son of Fuyao, truly has the power to lead a region.

He possesses two spiritual treasures, one for protection and the other for killing. In terms of changes, ingenuity, and Taoism, he is certainly not as good as Tian Kuizi and Yuan Zhong.

But if we only talk about the fighting power, and the traces of the Dao of Fire that are so strong that they even surpass those of ordinary mages, it is really amazing. Who would have thought that this person has not even started to cultivate the spirit?
However, when the Earth Lung Oil Lamp in Wu Yong's palm was shining brightly, a giant palm wrapped in Hunyuan Pure Energy stretched out from the Cloud Top Palace.

This palm seemed to be a hundred miles away, but it penetrated the endless space. It suddenly slapped towards Wu Yong, and the space in the palm was distorted by the tremendous magic power. With this slap, the ground lung oil lamp was suddenly knocked away, and the entire space where Wu Yong was standing was taken away.

It is said in ancient times: The universe is as big as the sleeves, and the sun and moon are as long as the pot.

This attack was almost as powerful as that of a god, and he actually suppressed the villain with just one hand!

Faced with the ownerless spiritual treasure that fell to the ground, the people behind the scenes were all startled. That oil lamp, with its great killing power, could at least be ranked in the top 20 among the many spiritual treasures in Jiuzhou.

Who can miss such a good opportunity?
The action of the True Lord in the depths of the Heavenly Palace caused True Lord Jingxiao, who was standing silently beside him, to feel quite conflicted. He had only been practicing for a short time and had not yet developed such a ruthless and dark mind.

Besides, he is the only prince who will stand on the top of Yunmeng and overlook Dongzhou in the future.

How could he allow others to ruin his reputation? How could he convince others in the future? How could he explain to the Qiongming and Tianxiang families?
Harming the whole clan for his own benefit? Even if it is the ancestor of the clan, it is not allowed!

Master Jingxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and clapped his right hand to stop him.

But the changes in the field were even more drastic than what he was seeing!

Before the black hands of those behind the scenes could be stretched out, a thousand-foot-long ray of light suddenly appeared in the center of the blessed land. The old True Lord Jing's Hutian Technique was directly broken free, and the oil lamp magic treasure that fell to the ground glowed red and instantly fell onto the ray of light.

Looking more closely, it is not some magical weapon.

It was a virtual world that stretched out the twisted space. In this world, auspicious clouds were the sky and gold and mercury were the earth. Between heaven and earth, there was only endless essence of the void, solid energy of gold and stone, and misty silver air flowing slowly.

In the very center of that virtual world, there is a tree that supports the sky. Its top is invisible above the clouds, and below it is the silver-mercury earth stained with gold. In the middle, there are rays of red precious light and misty spiritual energy slowly descending. There are more than thousands of flame marks on it.

The natural elixir opens this world, and the heaven-connecting sacred tree also makes sense. "The Fusang sacred tree? It has already entered the grade, how come it's so fast?"

The old True Lord in the depths of the Heavenly Palace cried out in shock.

The Fusang wood of Jinyu Jiashi is thousands or even tens of thousands of years old before it can be used. How can it be so convenient...

Could it be the way of earthly immortals?
On the branch of the sacred Fusang tree, there was a purple-blue silver-plated Wan'crow pot on the left, and a red rock colored glaze ground lung lamp on the right. Under the earth veins, the great demon's hand was suppressing the north of Fusang, and the dark yellow Taoist robe turned into a yellow dragon, winding around the southern crown of Fusang. All kinds of wonderful energy gathered into one, shaped like the wonderful Bodhi tree!
Wu Yong was like the Lord Wu Qu who had descended to the earth. With a single hand, the Fusang World Tree was lifted up in his palm. The blessed land of Huandan turned into a natural form of heavenly lead, entwining around his body.

No matter how angry he was, as the Lord of Fuyao and the official of Tōkaidō, Wu Yong did not lose his mind and would not show off. He just glanced coldly at the Qingyun Palace.

He picked up the Fusang World Tree of All Wonderful Dharmas with his right hand, and threw the shadow of the sacred tree straight towards the Heavenly Puppet.

With one strike, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the immortal puppet cultivators, along with the many third-level giant puppets and magician giants, fell into the scorched earth;

After two strikes, the fourth-level giant spirit giant puppet was no match for the other methods, and its arms were broken and its underworld fire skull suddenly cracked;
Until the third strike, which hit Tian Kuizi himself, the substitute spirit puppets fell one after another like scarecrows, and the giant puppet broke into four pieces, like a corpse.

"A blessed land? A blessed land?"

"Do you understand what a blessed land and cave heaven are, and what the path to earthly immortality is? With my blessed land of returning to the elixir and the power of returning to the void, one more blow from me can kill you right here, Heavenly Puppet!"

"For Master Jingxiao's sake, I will let you live."

"But you have to remember that your Xiankui Sect was not the only one that was once glorious. There are also many aristocratic families in Jiuzhou and aristocratic families that have existed for thousands of years. Now that you have returned to Yunmeng, I will take care of your wild game."

"The Great Demon Puppet now belongs to my East Sea. If you are dissatisfied, hmph, you can come find me again!"

Wu Yong had a murderous look on his face at this moment, and he was holding the World Tree in his right hand in a very conspicuous way. He stepped on the head of the Heavenly Puppet and pressed it into the ground. While his words were cold and harsh, his eyes were looking at the Heavenly Palace with extreme violence.

Both sides were silent for a long time.

Wu Yong then put away the shadow of Huandan Fudi, dispersed the Dharma image of Fusang World Wood, landed on the treasure ship in a flash, and drove the boat away in a green light...

At this time, Yuan Zhong, who had just rushed back, stood outside the gap in the blessed land, looking at the flowing light with a complicated expression.

The cultivators inside the blessed land let out a deep breath and looked at Tianguizi lying motionless on the ground and could only sigh.

Above the Heavenly Palace, True Lord Jingxiao and True Lord Jingxuan stood facing each other, but before True Lord Jingxiao could ask any questions, the old True Lord took the initiative to criticize.

"It was me who ordered Tianguizi to investigate Wu Yong's true strength."

"Look, Wu Yong has already obtained the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit. Within a hundred years, he will condense the three flowers on his head and obtain the fruit of the spirit."

"The great way of earthly immortals, returning to the void and returning to the elixir, the great way of divine immortals, the divine soul fetal light can be seen from dozens of miles away, the Taoist soldiers and talismans have transformed into the three disasters. He has not yet become a great magician, but he already has the appearance of a true lord."

"Using the Qi-gazing technique, the golden light in the blue cloud canopy is shining brightly, and its luck is no worse than your purple cloud canopy."

"Jing Xiao, do you still want to use him? You always think that you are the master of Zixiao Baogao and the prince of Tianding, and you can make clouds and rain with a flip of your hand? You always think that you can control everything."

"This Wu Yong already has the Tianxiang Xun family behind him. Once the Xun family fell, he immediately turned around and climbed up to the Qiongming Wang family. Do you think you can control such a wolfish ambition?"

"Heishan, Danyang, and Dongjun, these three counties now call themselves the East Sea Family. Stupid, are you waiting for him to split the three counties and call himself the Lord of the East Sea before you feel threatened?"

The old True Lord was lifted up by Wu Yong's giant palm, and in shock and anger he turned around and shouted at True Lord Jing Xiao.

But he suddenly sighed and his tone softened.

"Jing Xiao, you are the only young man in my Yunmeng clan who has the hope of making further progress and becoming a semi-immortal. You must know that in today's upper clan competition, the Great True Lord can no longer sit at the table. Only those who make further progress and become a semi-immortal are eligible to enter."

"Compared to you, Wu Yong also has a master of the Immortal Scriptures and Treasures, which is even higher than yours. The two great clans use him as the axis to play the game of Jiuzhou. How dare you be so confident that you can control him?"

"After returning, we must cut off the connection between the three counties and the East China Sea. The nine counties of Dongzhou cannot tolerate another upper-class family. Do you understand?"

"..."

After receiving a lecture from the old True Lord of a very senior generation, Jing Xiao was speechless.

Of course, he was not as stupid as the old master said. What's more, the old guy said it so seriously, it was just that he misjudged Wu Yong's strength and was just looking for a way out.

But now that things have come to this, the opportunity to win over Wu Yong can only be turned into a break with Wu Yong. Originally, he wanted to use Wu Yong as a springboard to reach Penglai.

However, it seems that there are quite a lot of eyes staring at Penglai, including the Qiongming Wang family, the Yugui Zhong family, the Taiyin Yuan family, and the Tianxiang Xun family.

Looking at the Taoist children and guardians kneeling in various corners of the Heavenly Palace, Master Jingxiao felt annoyed for no reason. This old guy always liked to act superior and humiliate his subordinates in front of them by acting like a guardian of the Dao.

It’s really difficult…

After a long time, the Yuan family practitioners whispered angrily as they looked at the entire Mechanical Island being moved away by the Yunding Palace.

Another staff member offered a suggestion:
"Master, Wu Yong somehow got a blessed land. Since we are here for the blessed land, why don't we..."

However, before he could finish his words, this dog-headed military advisor was slapped in the face by Yuan Zhong.

"Are you stupid? He is also practicing the Dao of Earthly Immortals, the inner world of the Dao of Earthly Immortals."

"You want me to fight him to the death again?"

Yuan Zhong just wanted to slap this guy to death.

You must know that in order to seize the blessed land in the inner world of the Earthly Immortals, the first thing is to kill the opponent, and the second is to find the scriptures for his practice.

This is more than ten times more difficult than suppressing those declining clans.

There are two superior clans behind Wu Yong!
"I'm so annoyed. This Jing is really not a good son."

"By the way, didn't Wu Yong collect a fourth-level demon puppet? Send the Taoist priests and the miscellaneous puppets we controlled to the East Sea Dojo, and give him the puppet army we had planned to build earlier!"

"I'm so annoyed. I get annoyed just by seeing those puppeteers."

"Let Wu Yong help me keep an eye on Dongzhou. We will definitely have the chance to take over Yunmeng in the future."

"I must make the Yunmeng Jing Clan become like the Jizhou Hai Clan and become stray dogs."

Yuan Zhong sat high on the top of a treasure ship, with an impatient look on his face, but he still clearly understood the laws.

In this battle, Yuan Zhong was completely reduced to a laughing stock, but Yun Meng couldn't try to please him. He had offended five Taoist officials one after another by instigating the Xiankui Sect. From now on, Jing's hand would never reach into Penglai!
He had to think about whether he should make trouble for Dongzhou with Wu Yong...

(End of this chapter)