The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 207 God Advent
Huaxu Imperial Capital.

Ever since the Young Emperor Feng Qing started practicing Qi and followed the army to pacify the Southern Wilderness, he has spent nearly half of the twelve hours of a day in the Juntian Dao Palace.

He practiced Qi and preserved his spirit, performed magic spells, and then asked the general manager of the Wu family of the fairy country for the essentials of the Taoist scriptures. He also learned that the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was a place where people practiced cultivation and coexisted with the mortal world. There was no shortage of elixirs and precious materials in the imperial palace, and people were sent to provide them with magic tools and robes. At this time, the young emperor was wearing a green ribbon robe, a feather crown on his head, and a white feather fan slanted across his waist, looking like a Taoist child.

However, state affairs were not going well, as the Empress Dowager was in charge of everything.

At this time, Wu Yong had already left Juntian Taoist Palace, rode on a cloud, and climbed to the top of Qingming Mountain, absorbing the energy of heaven to harmonize the elixir and mercury.

The wonderful method of returning the elixir to the original is to first gather cinnabar and gold and mercury, take the eternal and immortal nature of gold, and use it to make the earth's constancy. Then collect the essence of the void, which is the way of heaven. Use the invisible energy to adjust the eternal and solid nature. The two will be transformed into the blessed land of returning the elixir. The way of existence and non-existence is reduced to one, which is called Wuji!
"This loess spiritual vein contains the origin of the great world, which is a bit too huge. My Huandan blessed land cannot smelt it, and I need to return to Jiuzhou..."

This is the superior practice method unique to the Jiuzhou ancestral realm. The blessed land of caves and heavens encompasses all the heavens. The big realm is fine, as its origin is intact. How can an ordinary blessed land transform such a huge spiritual energy?
When the time comes, we will return to Jiuzhou and use the Kunlun Immortal Vein to refine the origin of all worlds. In an instant, the Kunlun Vein will obtain the origin of all worlds, and the cultivator will alone obtain the inspiration of the Tao!

[There are seventy-two mountains and thirty-six rivers in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. I only restrained myself and took forty-eight rivers. I think the Penglai Daochang will be no problem.]

Just at the top of the sky, the natural elixir in Wu Yong's stomach shone brightly, and the essence of the sky was slowly absorbed into it.

The essence of heaven is black, the marrow of earth is yellow. When the great Qingxuan elixir in Wu Yong's body can prove to be black and yellow, and achieve black and yellow, then this elixir will become the fifth stage of Huandan, which is the ultimate pursuit of external alchemy - the supreme Xuanhuang elixir.

But now, his elixir is only at the end of the third stage, which is away from the proof of the natural state of heaven's lead, the form of void shattering and immortality, and it still lacks some heat.

To achieve the great goal of returning to the elixir, one also needs to work hard...

Quite true.

Wu Yong was startled, but suddenly his brows relaxed. He felt that in the Niwan Palace and in the Seven Gods Heaven, the Wuling Divine Talisman was moving without wind, and golden and purple lights were flashing on it. Countless powers and principles surged into his mind.

For those who practice talismans, the first level is equivalent to a Taoist boy who practices Qi; the second level is at the level of Gongcao, who is at the stage of building the foundation; the third level is the Purple Talisman, the position of the Purple Ribbon True Man, who, when activated by Taoist rituals and laws, emits purple light from the sky; the fourth level is called the Golden Talisman, also known as the Three Caves True Man, who is equivalent to the True Lord Yuanshen. When traveling, the golden light of all things can reach three thousand feet.

"Oh? So Cihang Pudu has already reacted?"

It was a pity that the shrines on the ground had not been completely destroyed, and the Wuling Divine Scroll had only just broken into the fourth level at this time, which was only enough to call upon one tenth of the semi-immortal status...

But, enough!
At this time, the imperial capital of Huaxu, Zhili, various prefectures, states and counties were in the midst of a wave of enthusiasm.

The Buddhist monks in the Imperial Master's house made a big fuss. They followed the records of gilding and statue making in various ancestral temples and tracked down the masters of statues and philanthropists one by one. They tortured them to extract confessions and to identify the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, when the young masters of various departments and the Buddhist monks of Cihang Dao found those mansions, the mansions of those participants had already been deserted.

Even the Imperial Master's Mansion was well prepared at this time. The three roads, nine prefectures and twenty-seven states in the north carried out the capture operation simultaneously. These states, prefectures and counties were hundreds of miles apart, but every mansion that might have contained clues was empty, leaving all the cultivators with nothing.

Two Buddhist monks in plain clothes, each holding a long hook, broke into the residence of the statue sculptor in Zhenbei Road. There was no trace of any living person here.

The middle-aged Buddhist monk in charge saw the teacup on the table. The tea in it was still shaking slightly, and the circular water stain on the table had not yet dried. He raised his hand and immediately took the jade cup into his palm.

Then, the middle-aged Buddhist master frowned and said in a low voice:
"The tea is still warm, so he must not have gone far!"

"Quick, seal the city gates and spread out to investigate."

This scene is happening all over the place at the same time...

The Eastern Zhou Dynasty's Imperial Preceptor's Office launched a massive war, sealed off the city and blocked the roads, making it extremely difficult for local officials to do their jobs. But no matter how powerful the Imperial Preceptor's Office was, there would always be someone who would report it to the Huaxu court.

What's more, several of the largest statues are located inside and outside the imperial capital Huaxu.

Cihang Pudu looked gloomy, standing in the Cihang Temple in the north of the city, looking down. He saw a stone statue lying on the ground, as if it had been split in half by a blow of great magic power. But what was shocking was that the life veins of the stone statue were pierced by three-inch-long black nails. It was unknown what these thirteen black nails were. The black gas in them had actually eaten away the inside of the stone statue, causing tumors to grow in the dantian of the stone statue, which was extremely disgusting.

Seeing the state teacher's grim expression, the young monks around him did not dare to say much and just cursed the audacious man.

At this moment, someone broke in from outside the door, knelt on one knee at the temple entrance, and reported:

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the man from the Ma family in the north of the city who started the conspiracy of the treason has been arrested."

"This time, I was able to spend time with the wandering deity in the City God Temple, and I didn't let it escape..."

The Buddhist guards outside the door kowtowed, and seeing that the Great Master Cihang Pudu remained silent, their hearts trembled. They immediately waved to the back and ordered someone to bring the eldest son of the Ma family to the hall.

From beginning to end, the guard did not dare to stand up.

Until Mr. Ma, the eldest son of the Ma family was brought up by the police with a bruised face and tied up.

Cihang Pudu looked sinister, his eyelids drooped slightly, and asked:
"Who are you? How dare you harm me like this? Who is behind you? Is it the one from the East Ruins Juntian Palace? Or the one in the old capital?"

At this point, he had a rough idea in his mind that the Immortal Kingdom's Dharma Master had all kinds of Taoists, demons, monsters and evil spirits under his command, and this kind of evil magic was most likely created by him.

One hundred and thirty-three miles south of the imperial capital Huaxu, the old Ba in the old capital Zhouxu is also well versed in this art and has been dormant for hundreds of years. Could it be that the imperial family Feng wants to take this opportunity to change?

In fact, after practicing for ten generations with the help of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, he has already mastered the Buddhist way. He could have changed the world a long time ago. Or he could have founded his own country? Or he could have fought with the imperial family Feng for a piece of cake?
Unfortunately, the prosperity of the world has blinded people's eyes. For hundreds of years, he has been admired by thousands of people, respected and worshipped whenever he goes out, and guarded by his disciples. Cihang Pudu really cannot let go of the troubles of this world, and he really does not want to be the first to break this balance.

But the City God was already the number one deity in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Wasn't he still greedy? Wasn't he dissatisfied with the fact that he was ranked after the gods of heaven, mountains, rivers and earth in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven? So he wanted to go one step further from being a god of incense in the human world and the underworld?

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Cihang Pudu's mind, but in the end the man below remained silent.

"Great Master, this man has already hidden his family, and we cannot catch up with him!"

"But this person was once a foreign guest in my palace and the head of my sect. He often discussed scriptures with the Fan family in the palace. Even several people in other states and prefectures have the same status..."

A young Buddhist monk at the side bowed and explained.

Followed by.

With a "pa" sound, the young master was instantly hit on the face by the national master from a distance and flew several feet away.

"Who asked you?"

"Let him speak for himself."

The Imperial Master had a gloomy face and spoke in a low, frightening tone.

At this time, Cihang Pudu was really furious. This evil magic would ruin his path and curse his soul. Even if he cut the stupid mortal into pieces, it would not be an exaggeration.

With a single move of his hand, he instantly captured the eldest son of the Ma family in his palm. The great master of the state held the man's neck, just like he was holding a chicken, and he could easily crush the man in front of him at any time. Seeing the fool's face being strangled in his palm, his hands and feet scratching everywhere, the nameless fire of Cihang Pudu rose even more, and with a pinch of his right hand, there was only a "click" sound, and the object in his palm was instantly twisted to pieces.

But the Great Venerable Cihang Pudu was not proud at all, and his expression became more solemn.

He dropped the broken pieces of wooden beam in his palm and looked towards the front of the temple.

I saw a handsome man standing on the side of the door. He had an upright figure and was wearing a colorful robe. The robe was like clouds, with colorful and uncertain colors. On his right arm was wrapped a magical dragon spirit. The dragon had scales in reverse and were colorful, and its horns were forked. There was a magical light flickering on it. Its owner's peach-like eyes were fixed on Cihang Pudu, and he smiled brightly.

"Ma Jia Dalang, the Japanese god has made a deal with you. You are doing this for me. If you fail, none of your family will survive."

"If this succeeds, no one can take away the lives of your entire family."

This venerable man, whom he had never met before, was extremely arrogant. He glanced at the eldest son of the Ma family who was lying on the ground and snorted.

The latter supported himself on the ground with his right palm and covered his throat, which was in severe pain, with his left hand, not knowing whether he should be grateful or afraid.

The wizard in the temple may be a good god, but this great wizard god will really do things for you!
But to Cihang Pudu's ears, these words were extremely harsh.

What's more, that guy stole his luck and cast a killing spell on him, but today, he is still so violent?
Isn't this a bit too much?

In the shrine of the great Venerable Cihang, two terrifying auras were released instantly. One of them was shining with golden light, carrying an unstoppable force that easily blew away the entire roof of the temple, along with golden clouds in the sky and thousands of feet of falling lotus. The other aura was a little weaker, like a colorful phantom light, ever-changing, with uncertain colors, indescribable, unfathomable, and difficult to describe in words, but it did not affect its horror at all.

As soon as the rampant golden light came into contact with the myriad phantom divine light, although the Brahma golden light covered the sky and occupied most of the space, it was completely annihilated by the colorful light as soon as it got within ten feet of the colorful light. The two collided for more than ten rounds, and the colorful light turned, a dragon spirit flicked its head, and a myriad of phantom light pillars spewed out from the dragon's mouth, which repelled the golden light and immediately distanced itself from Cihang Pudu.

At least, he can be called a great master!

Cihang Pudu suddenly turned his head and glanced to the side, then snorted coldly at the front:
"No wonder you, such a sinister character, dared to plot against me. It was just a stroke of luck that I gained some of the skills of a venerable."

Such a character has some strength, but is not difficult to deal with. He may be a little stronger than the alchemist half-master in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but he is only the minimum threshold for the fourth-level master!
But at this moment, the Grand Master of Brahma Dao glanced at the City God who was stepping out of the shadows, stared at the mysterious man and said coldly:
"But you don't know that among the venerables, there are also upper and lower ones!"

"You are like this, stealing my luck and becoming a master. Humph! Even if there are two more of you, you will die today."

After he finished speaking, the Great Venerable Cihang Pudu and Ducheng Huang unleashed their magical powers, and golden light transformed into a thousand-armed phantom behind Cihang Pudu. These thousand arms were either pinching their fingers or picking up flowers, showing their beauty and compassion under the layers of dizziness. Ducheng Huang waved his right hand, and he was wearing a black dragon robe, a crown on his head, a big seal on his waist, and a golden whip in his hand, with an angry look of divine punishment. In terms of power, he was more than four points higher than Cihang Pudu.

If two statues stand side by side, it will be impossible for the creature to fly away even if it has wings.

How could no one know about such a big commotion in Huaxu?

General Huo Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, like a kite, turned over twice and moved a few times, crossing a road of seven or eight miles in a moment and entering the north of the city; in the Taoist mansion, two immortals traveled underground and arrived in a cup of tea. In addition, all the great civil and military masters of the court who had cultivated Taoism and martial arts came together...

As soon as everyone arrived, they heard the National Master's cold shout from a distance, and then saw the National Master joining hands with the City God.

[These two old guys really have a close relationship in private, but they must not confront the Great Dharma Master of the Immortal Country! ]

[If they dare to join forces to attack the Dharma Master, I'm afraid that the one in Zhouxu Old Capital will also take action? ]

The hearts of the monks from various tribes who arrived were pounding wildly, but the balance of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty should be extremely stable at this time. The Great Dharma Master Wu and the Imperial Clan Feng were in a honeymoon period, and the State Master and Du Chenghuang had been friends for many years. If a fight broke out like this, no one would be in trouble!
Just when the cultivators were surprised.

But I saw that the Great Venerable Wanhuan had Long Ling wrapped around his left arm, and lifted up the eldest brother of the Ma family to his chest with his right hand. Then he flashed and jumped onto the top of the eaves of the opposite street.

"Cihang Pudu, you stole the fate of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to practice Brahma skills, causing the fate of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to be shaken and disasters to spread all over the land. You have committed a great sin, which is against the Great Dao."

"Even if I curse you to death and take your luck and incense to help you achieve enlightenment, I am just a petty thief, but I am also acting on behalf of heaven, right?"

"Also, you are the City God. Are you going to help such a thief who has stolen the country? You must think it over carefully. By then, you will be despised by the people. The City God's golden body will crack and his magic power will be greatly reduced. Please don't blame me for not warning you, okay?"

The Great Master Wanhuan was not afraid at all, and did his best to expose the shortcomings of the State Master and the City God.

First, this national teacher was originally stealing the country's destiny. No wonder the soldiers and alchemists of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty could no longer send out saints and half-saints, and they were suffering from disasters everywhere. This official really deserved to die!

Second, the City God's weakness is so simple? It's just a belief?

The real soldiers around looked at each other with subtle expressions, and seemed to have some plans in mind.

The two great masters in the field could not sit still and wanted to kill this nonsense villain.

Cihang Pudu and Duchenghuang attacked together, with countless arms of Brahma light raised high, and then pressed down together like a tidal wave, as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth was about to split; and the City God just threw the big seal on his waist, and the seal turned into a hundred feet in an instant. The vast divine power wrapped around the seal and suppressed it all at once, crushing the thief into ashes.

At this critical moment, suddenly a misty gem was thrown out from somewhere, with a misty plague light. When the gem hit the Thousand-handed Dharma Image, the gem was immediately knocked down from the clouds. However, the Thousand-handed Dharma Image of Cihang Pudu suddenly stopped moving. The Brahma light arm, which was originally as graceful as a fairy, was now entangled in bad luck. Swelling, atrophy, decay, ulceration, pus and other signs of decline appeared on the Brahma light thousand hands at the same time.

Before Cihang Pudu could cut off the Thousand-armed Brahma arm and completely eliminate the epidemic that was lingering on it like a bone-attaching cancer, thunder, fire rain, and wind blades came down from the sky, instantly submerging the Thousand-armed Brahma arm and Cihang Pudu together; and a silver fishhook fell from the sky about the mountain-like Dharma Seal, and the silver thread was like a banished celestial being, which easily hooked the Dharma Seal, and was then slapped away by a Hunyuan giant hand.

All the cultivators were filled with fear at this moment, the situation was completely out of control.

One, two, three... a total of seven venerable beings who had never been seen before appeared in that scene!
The first god is Tianchong, the second god is Linghui, the third god is Shanqi, the fourth god is Li, the fifth god is Zhongshu, the sixth god is Jing, and the seventh god is Ying.

Tianchong God is the most ruthless. He stands on the top of the eaves, holding a plague pill, spreading plague, turning his body into bones, looking down on all living things, and judging the life and death of the Buddha.

The spirit is gentle and affectionate, with the spirit of the mirage dragon wrapped around his left arm. The light of the mirage dragon flickers unpredictably, lingering around his fingers and gnawing at his bones.

The spirit of Qi is free, holding a wind talisman and a three-inch jade talisman, which can push mountains and seas, and level the earth and abyss, like a knight-errant.

The god of strength is fierce and powerful. He holds the Jade Talisman of Fire and can carry a blazing fire from the sky, covering a thousand miles of scorched earth.

The Central God is decisive and resolute. He wears a divine ring on the middle finger of his right hand. All the primordial energy is in his palm. He is the leader of the seven gods.

The spirit of Jing is brave and resolute, holding a three-inch jade talisman of thunder. Wherever he points, thousands of thunders strike, clearing the universe, and he protects the Seven Gods.

The God of Ying is cold and aloof, holding a four-foot star fishing rod. A wisp of stars hangs down for thousands of feet. The star thread carries the power of the Big Dipper, and the silver hook contains the sharp edge of Taibai. He is the most murderous of the Seven Gods.

The seven gods were either standing on the eaves and looking down, or directly approaching the side of the two gods. There were seven gods in total. Even if they had just attained enlightenment and their spiritual power was limited, there were seven gods in total!

[Cihang, what on earth have you gotten into trouble with? ]

The setting of the Seven Gods was added to the last paragraph. It would be bad if it was separated by one chapter.

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