The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 167 Wu Ling God?
Thousands of mountains in the southern region.

Beside the vast swamp.

A castle that stretches for several miles is located here, connected by a high-rise Great Wall. From a distance, it does not look like it is located on a mountain range, but is built directly on a dead ancient locust tree.

Although the ancient locust tree is dry, it is more than a thousand feet tall, and its main trunks stretch for miles, like a troll that is dead but still alive, guarding this land. Therefore, the Yanman clan uses this ancestral tree as a base, either hollowing out and carving their caves or expanding their city walls.

After the Yanman clan moved in and offered sacrifices day and night, new branches grew on the ancient locust tree, and a new city was built on the branches. This was the Muyan City.

This barbarian tribe is led by a barbarian king and three priests. The barbarian king is responsible for warfare, while the priests are responsible for sacrifices. The barbarian king is cursed by witches to protect the peace of the tribe during the day, and the high priests are cursed to prevent evil spirits from disturbing their sweet dreams!

However, the Barbarian King passed away last year, and this year, his son was assassinated. The new king died before he could pass on the throne, and the precious inheritance was looted by thieves.

Now, the Barbarian King only has one daughter and one son left, and the youngest son is only a little kid. The Nightmare Barbarian lineage is really in a precarious situation...

"The seventh son of the Beast King is visiting our clan. Please change your clothes and come to the front hall to meet the seventh prince!"

In the back hall of the seven-story castle in the center of Nightmare City, a pitiful girl in white clothes was kneeling on the ground with her head bowed. A little child beside her was also putting yellow paper into the brazier with a white cloth dragging on the ground on his head.

Despite the repeated urging from the people outside the door, he did not respond for a long time.

The person outside the door might have been tired of waiting, so he took two steps forward and knocked on the door, making the door of the Qingtong Palace creak.

"My father just passed away, and my brother has also passed away. Are you uncles going to sell the entire Nightmare City for a good price?"

"I am the daughter of the Barbarian King after all. Even if the Barbarian King of his tribe comes to pay his respects, there is no need for me to dress up to welcome him!"

The young girl in the hall was filled with indignation, but the words seemed too forceful.

"Princess, you must know that things are different now. If my brother were still alive, we would still have a way out."

"Now, my eldest brother is gone, the old priest is dying, and Dalang is causing chaos in the tribe. He forced the girl who picked mulberry leaves by the lake to marry him, which not only caused his own death, but also caused the ancestral artifact to be taken away by others."

"What else is there to say now? Let's follow our second uncle and join the Beast King tribe, right?"

Although the bearded man outside the door complained, he was unwilling to take action after all, and sighed and advised.

But the several barbarian leaders behind him were not so easy to talk to.

"Great Commander, why are you talking so much to this girl? Her father and brother are immoral, the old king is angry with the high priest, and the lustful prince has lost the ancestral artifact of the clan, which has brought my Nightmare tribe to this point."

"Humph, it's time for her brother and sister to sacrifice themselves for the Nightmare Tribe!"

Several leaders of the Nightmare Tribe in the rear had strong objections and kicked the door directly, trying to forcibly drag the brother and sister to see the prince of the Shouman Tribe. After a few kicks, they directly cracked the Qingtong door.

This violent act scared the servants in the hall so much that they hid in the corner and dared not move. The Nightmare King's youngest son also began to understand things and started crying in fear. For a while, the whole place was in chaos.

[Purple Talisman, three fingers forming a seal, can summon the power of thunder to kill those who rebel against the master-]
[Flame Talisman, pinch with two fingers, and with a wave, his ashes will be scattered-]
[A princess who is as dignified as a quail, so promising-]
The girl in mourning clothes lowered her head and sobbed. Her body stiffened and the hairs on her back stood up. But at such a critical moment, she could not care about anything else and threw the talisman that suddenly appeared in her arms out of the door.

Suddenly, the six talismans were like thunder from heaven that stirred up fire from the earth. Thunder and fire burst out as the green smoke dissipated, shattering half of the palace wall. The interior of the palace was instantly lit up, and the next moment, the two Gangsha commanders who were smashing the door were all turned into charcoal.

This sudden change immediately startled all the nightmare-mongering creatures outside the hall.

Could it be that the Nightmare King had left a way to protect these unwelcome children? The two Gangsha leaders were gone in an instant, it was truly horrifying!
The commander-in-chief of the Nightmare Barbarian Tribe had an uncertain expression on his face at this time, and when he saw how cruel the princess was, he snorted coldly.

"Since Princess would rather slaughter the leader of my Nightmare Tribe than deal with it, I will not bother you any more. Princess, please handle it yourself!"

This elder from the same clan as him also walked away angrily.

In the broken palace still filled with smoke, there were only sobbing girls, wailing children and trembling servants.

"You all, get out."

After a long time, the girl shouted in a deep voice.

"You can't even be called upon! Get out!"

The princess picked up the mat on the ground and threw it at the servant in the corner. This hysterical scolding really scared many servants so much that they crawled and rolled, fearing that they would suffer the same fate as those two.

"It's noisy."

Suddenly, an impatient voice was heard from above the coffin, and the little child who was holding the paper money and crying loudly fell down with a bang, as if something had hit him between the eyebrows.

The girl quickly raised her head and looked to the side. The white hat on her head fell down, revealing her neck-length black hair.

Her pupils shrank and she looked suddenly at the coffin.

"who are you?"

"Who could it be? A passerby attracted by the strong incense burning here."

With a sneer, a strange three-inch doll began to take shape on the coffin. It had white hair, rosy cheeks, a strange smile on its face, and its hands were crossed over its chest. It sat high on the coffin, looking down at the two of them.

"Of course, you can also call me - Wulingshen!"

After hearing that, the girl was immediately excited, she smiled, stood up, took two steps back, and bowed.

"Are you my father's friend? An elder in the clan? The nightmare spirit of the ancestor?"

The princess Tan Qing of the Nightmare Barbarian lineage had an expectant look on her face, but she placed all her hopes on this witch spirit puppet.

but!
"Don't just claim your ancestors randomly. Don't you know what your ancestors have? If you had such an ancestor, you wouldn't have almost let your servants kidnap you and give you away, right?"

The witch spirit sitting on the coffin just sneered.

This little girl knows how to recognize her ancestors and she is almost ready to bow down in worship.

"But I, I am just a concubine's daughter, how can I know about the affairs of the clan?" The princess nodded timidly, but retorted.

Ok?
"Are you stupid? How can there be a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children in a clan? What did your etiquette master teach you?"

"Which big clan doesn't have its sons fighting each other to the death? What about the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children? You don't understand the rules of a small clan..."

"Tsk tsk, no wonder you are as weak as a quail. You are being ridden on the head by others!" The witch spirit on the coffin was almost laughing out of anger.

It seems that all her brothers and father in front of her have died, but she is still struggling with the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, and is bullied by others. If she were in any other aristocratic family in Kyushu, she would have been eager to ascend to the position of the eldest son!
“But, if it’s our turn…” The princess looked at her younger brother beside her and shook her head.

"If you strangle him to death now, you won't have no younger brother anymore?" The white-haired puppet in the coffin was too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

As soon as these words came out, the girl's heart immediately fell to the bottom. As expected, the strange doll in front of her was not the ancestral spirit of the tribe, but an evil spirit that broke in from the mountains.

We must first calm him down and call the high priest in secret, otherwise, who knows what kind of disaster will be caused!

The princess thought for a moment and immediately made a plan. She was not angry, but just shook her head slightly to reject the witch god's suggestion.

But before they could take any further action, a guard quickly walked into the back hall, saw a huge gap in the wall, and immediately drew the weapons at their waists and rushed into the hall.

"Princess, are you alright?"

The leading armored warrior rushed into the mourning hall, glanced at the delicate princess, and at the same time saw the child who had fainted on the ground, and asked in shock:
"What is this, little master?"

"I was so sad that I fainted from crying."

The girl's eyes were red and swollen, and she shook her head.

A black-robed barbarian soldier at the back leaned close to the barbarian's ear and whispered a few words.

"what!"

"These old thieves deserve to be killed!"

When the barbarian heard the news, his eyes were bloodshot and he actually picked up the messenger with one hand.

Although he was furious, he did not forget the purpose of his trip and bowed to the princess.

"A team of patrol soldiers from our tribe died suddenly outside the city. After examination, it was found that their souls were taken away. I hope the princess will cheer up. Your subordinates... your subordinates will go and drive out that old thief and the beasts from the barbarian tribe."

The brave barbarian came and went quickly, leaving four people waiting outside the hall, and immediately went out with his followers in anger to cause trouble for the commanders.

From beginning to end, the Wu Yong doll sat high on the coffin covered with white cloth and laughed eerily, but no one could see or hear it.

"Okay! I extracted the soul. After all, your Nightmare City is a little hard to find."

The white-haired puppet spread his hands, but his nonchalant words were truly frightening.

Nearly twenty lives were wiped out by it simply because it was trying to find its way. This is an evil spirit!
The girl in white clothes could no longer hold back, and immediately crushed the tribe's exorcism bell in her right hand.

"No need to inform him. The old priest may also be in the same situation..."

really.

On top of the sixteen-story tower in Nightmare City, an old Taoist who was so weak that he seemed somewhat decayed was sitting on a couch. He gathered all his magical powers and locked tightly onto the puppet incarnation opposite him.

"I don't know where you come from and where you are going. My Nightmare Tribe is not hospitable enough to you now!"

The old Taoist sat cross-legged on the couch and bowed slightly.

"I came from the north, specifically to look for you."

The witch spirit's face did not move, but a heroic and confident voice came out of its body. One could recognize the person by the voice, and it must be that there was a high-spirited cultivator behind it.

north?

The old Taoist was shocked. Although he was old and feeble, he still knew what had happened in the north in the past few days. He asked hoarsely:

"Shang Xiu, do you have any advice?"

"Of course, I was entrusted by a nobleman to make a deal with your Nightmare Tribe, a deal that will allow your Nightmare Tribe to regain its sight."

The puppet nodded slightly, hinting at something.

But the old Taoist didn't buy it at all, frowned and roared:
"The foundation of our ancestors cannot be abandoned. The Nightmare Tribe has nothing left now. Do you want to take away the last of our ancestral foundation?"

"Since you are all so good at planning, why not start playing chess!"

Ghost barbarians, beast barbarians, poison barbarians, Yue people... Now, do the people of Jiuzhou also want to eat the extinct members of his Nightmare tribe?

As soon as these words came out, the old Taoist felt a chill all over his body. Looking back, he saw that five witch puppets that looked exactly like the one opposite him had already sat on the couch. Moreover, there seemed to be mouths opening and closing on the faces of these puppets, uttering some characters that he could not understand at all.

Extremely weird!

"That's not the case at all."

"It's just that a noble is in need of a dojo, and the Nightmare Department happens to have one."

"Perhaps the Nightmare Tribe is still in need of a new Barbarian King? Perhaps the Barbarian Tribe needs to find its ancestral weapon? Perhaps the Nightmare Tribe needs a little protection?"

"This can all be part of the deal, and the Nightmare Tribe will never suffer any loss. Today is our first meeting, so you can consider it carefully."

"After all, Brother Dao, you should know that many aristocratic families in Jiuzhou have fallen into decline, but they can be revived in a short period of time, right?"

"Just the promised price!"

The puppets jumped up and down on the couch, and then pulled out a rosewood box from thin air.

"Now, Brother Dao, please consider everything carefully. Hmm... This time, it seems that Brother Dao has injured his internal organs and lost the five qi in his chest."

"Today is our first meeting, so I would like to offer you a bottle of top-grade Yimu Lingdan, which may be of some benefit to you. I hope you will accept it for now."

"I'll come back again in the future!"

(End of this chapter)