The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 211 Penglai Enters Zhou
The Juntian Taoist Palace set up two branches. On the one hand, they set rules in the Huaxu area throughout the Eastern Zhou Dynasty: there are 72 courses for training Qi and building the foundation. On the other hand, they merged with the Eastern Zhou Taoist Palace to directly capture the 48 sacred mountains in this world. The immortal cultivators from the East China Sea pulled the spiritual veins, and the Taoist priests from each branch assisted with the magic of Qimen, but also supervised.

The main thing is to prevent these foreign immortal cultivators from causing irreparable damage!
Naturally, there were also many voices of opposition.

The beautiful mountains and rivers are a gift from heaven. Suddenly, I heard that there was a Taoist sect from the outer sea that wanted to cut off the spiritual veins of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and seize the origin.

He and other alchemists were born, raised and enlightened here. If they keep silent and allow outsiders to seize and control this world, how can they be worthy of this world?

He pointed at the faces of the cultivators in the Eastern Zhou Taoist Temple and started cursing them.

"Your clan of the Taoist priests have entered the secular world. Have you lost your mind because of greed? My Eastern Zhou is as round as an egg. The sky and the earth are round. I gave birth to you and raised you. Yet you want to help the tyrant and cut off its origin? If the veins of this land are cut off, where will the millions of people of Eastern Zhou go? Have you ever thought about it?"

The lineage of alchemists in the mountains is located among the sacred peaks and lives in harmony with the natural way. The Wu family of the Immortal Kingdom wants to seize the fortune of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and cut off the spiritual opportunities of the great world. This is naturally intolerable.

The immortal cultivators of Juntian Dao Palace had no choice but to patiently argue with the alchemists in the mountains. The magicians and demon kings of various tribes used their power and reason to pressure them and forcibly extracted several spiritual veins.

The wandering alchemists in the mountains reacted extremely violently.

The East Sea Immortal Clan, Fuyao, went to the places where the cultivators hid in the mountains. Every time he went to a place, Wu Yong would gather all the cultivators in the mountain, take their spiritual veins, leave behind a gathering spirit barrier, and re-set up the mountain dojo. Although the spiritual energy in each spiritual vein was lost by more than half, the rest was gathered in one place by the barrier, leaving it as a mountain dojo, locking the spiritual energy within a hundred miles. The spiritual energy in the spiritual peak dojo was even stronger than before...

Whenever Wu Yong arrived at Shena Lingshan, he would preach in the local Taoist temple to the various alchemists and even to woodcutters and hunters who accidentally strayed in.

Anyone who is attracted by the strange visions in the mountains and is predestined to learn the method will be able to do so.

What is law?
The Tao is obtained from heaven and earth, and the law is sought in the Tao.

What Wu Yong did was only to discuss various Taoist methods with the practitioners and teach them how to take medicine, so that the Taoists could also learn how to enter the Tao.

By taking elixirs and food, spiritual power will be generated and gathered naturally, which is much easier than ordinary alchemists who only draw energy from the two yin and yang, four images, six combinations and nine palaces.

"All things are born with the power of heaven and earth. You steal the power of heaven and earth for your own use. Isn't that also a kind of usurpation?"

"The great Dao is impartial, while the immortal Dao values ​​privacy. You stopped me today, but then you turned around and continued to guide the Qi as usual. How is your behavior different from this?"

"I will not do anything extreme. I will take six points of the spiritual veins in one place, and use the remaining half to build a spiritual gathering barrier with precious spiritual materials. The forty-eight spiritual veins will leave forty-eight spiritual and beautiful Taoist temples for those who come after me. I will teach you various methods of taking and guiding in the mountains. There will be a way out for you..."

Wu Yong was at the Lingmai Taoist temple, holding his hands together, and between his palms, dozens of Yi Mu Ling Dan flew out.

"The method of taking medicine was popular in ancient times when the Dao of Alchemy had not yet been established. Dao was inherited from the spiritual roots of plants and trees. It transformed Yimu into a spiritual pill, which was to absorb Dao and spirit into the body, so as to better practice. This method is the ancestral method, and all veins can enter Dao through it."

"Goodness is borrowed from the outside world, but it returns to oneself."

Each lecture lasted for more than three days. During this time, even ordinary people would not feel hungry or thirsty even if they did not eat or drink. When the lecture was over, all the cultivators were fascinated by Wu Yong's fourth-level knowledge and various immortal stories from his previous life.
When the three days were over, the practitioners who had previously been complaining also declared themselves to be students and banged their heads on the ground.

This is the true method that can be practiced by all living things, and it has actually been bestowed upon us!

Seeing that the alchemists in the mountains were convinced, Wu Yong, who was at the center of the Taoist temple, calmly accepted their greetings and then left quietly.

The method of taking medicine is ranked as one of the 72 Earthly Fiends, and is one of the most advanced ones. If you dig deeper into this method, you will find it extremely mysterious. All the wonderful methods in the ancient scriptures originate from it.

The older these techniques are, the closer they are to the nature of Tao. They are the natural result of saints and immortals' enlightenment of Tao.

Because the older it is, the more powerful it is.

Of course, now Jiuzhou has embarked on a new path. In this world-class fairyland, everyone is like a dragon, so it is different...

Meanwhile, Wu Yong was absorbing spiritual inspiration from the various spiritual mountains.

Today, in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty's Huaxu imperial capital, another shocking change has occurred.

Nine treasure ships shining brightly broke through the sea of ​​clouds and sailed directly in from outside Huaxu. They were not like the day when Wu Yong came here in secret.

The fleet consisting of nine Shenzhou treasure ships immediately activated their magic arrays, bringing with them rolling clouds and winds, and descended on Huaxu.

At this time, the people of Huaxu had become somewhat numb when they saw the sky was as bright as day and the wind and clouds were surging.

First, the Great Dharma Master of Juntian Dao Palace entered the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, then there was the battle between the City God and the former National Master, and now there is another one?
Especially the City God himself, who was originally repairing the God Realm in the underworld of the God God, suddenly felt a fierce and murderous aura coming from above his head. It turned out to be a huge fleet that was quite similar to the Great Dharma Master of the Immortal Kingdom. He immediately frowned and followed out...

"That Taoist official from Fuyao entered the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and seems to be doing pretty well?"

"The whole country marched westward, destroyed the mirage monster in the western wilderness, and took the loess spiritual vein?"

"Ok?"

"The Eastern Zhou Dynasty's Imperial Master was also killed by him?"

The two great magicians captured a soldier officer, used the jade talisman to quickly replicate his memory, and then sent him back to the outskirts of Zhili.

The progress of this Tokaido official in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty seems to be unexpectedly smooth!
"The Wu family is really good at forming private alliances with Taoist officials. I remember that during the Nanman Incident, he also paved the way for Qiong Ming and hit him right in the heart."

Qing Yuandao read it over roughly, then closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before nodding slightly, expressing his approval of Wu Yong's ability to make strategic plans.

He was both courageous and daring enough to march into Eastern Zhou alone; he was also cautious enough to sit and watch for dozens of days before establishing contact with the emperor through a seven-day trance; he was also able to quickly find a foothold in the balance of Eastern Zhou, cut into it, and disintegrate it from within. He could be said to have both regular and extraordinary strategies.

Although he is not a stunning monster, he is still a talented person.

At least, compared to this one in his family...

Alas, it’s hard to describe.

However, Yuan Zhong's face changed a lot, but in the end, he disappeared and nodded to the people around him and asked:

"Have you contacted Wu Yong? Why is there no sign of his presence in this capital?"

Wu Yong practiced both ancient alchemy and Taoist military tactics. His soul was extremely powerful, and the terrifying soul light could overwhelm dozens of miles just by standing there. In the eyes of ghosts and monsters, half the sky was full of fire. How could they dare to approach?

But Yuan Zhong didn't feel any presence from Wu Yong at this moment, and he couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

He also had to save face. It was impossible for him to come directly over and take over a share of the profits after Wu Yong conquered the northern border of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. If this got out, he would be embarrassed even if the East China Sea lineage didn't say anything.

While Yuan Zhong was still asking, several golden lights shot up into the sky from the capital city below.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a guardian deity, wearing a crown, a bright red official robe, a large seal on his waist, and a golden whip in his hand; followed by four assistant gods who could barely be considered magicians, who questioned Penglai Daojun in a majestic voice.

Aboriginal Shinto again?

[When? The indigenous Shinto dared to question me, the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivator, like this? ]

Many of the monks in the Penglai Taoist temple are disciples of the Taiyin lineage and are naturally arrogant. What's more, these guys are elite soldiers who have truly faced the two primordial spirits of Canglong and Heishan.

Even though the layout of the Wanli Canglong Lake was wrong, and the Black Mountain Ghost Judge was unintentional, the Penglai Dojo experienced one setback after another and still returned safely. These soldiers are really powerful!
Yuan Zhong was even more arrogant. He stood at the bow of the boat, with nine red suns prostrating at his feet and a cold moon hanging above his head. He crossed his arms and asked condescendingly, "Where is the Taoist official of the Wu family?"

"Go and report immediately!"

Even though the City God was ranked among the primordial gods, Yuan Zhong and others simply skipped him and called on the auxiliary gods behind him to report.

But the City God didn't say anything, so the Four Gods of Arrest and Judgement would never listen to him. They just stood behind the City God in silence.

The City God's expression was even uglier than before. No one knew what the relationship between him and the one from Juntian Dao Palace was, but his words and actions were not polite at all. Behind him was another venerable with terrifying strength, especially his soul pressure, which was so strong that even the gods in the underworld like him felt palpitations.

The two sides confronted each other for a long time on the Huaxu City. Finally, the Penglai Taoist army lost their patience and interest. Taoist General Qingyuan slapped the four city gods away with a wave of his hand, and the entire treasure ship fleet hurriedly landed on the imperial palace in Huaxu.

"Old Lord, we..."

The four captains of the auxiliary gods looked tense and tried to stop them with their weapons in hand.

But before he could move, he was stopped by the City God with his divine power. The City God clenched the golden whip in his palm several times, his expression changed several times, and finally he chose to let go.

After someone from the Juntian Dao Palace arrived, the City God snorted coldly and left in a huff.

His divine domain was destroyed by Wu Yong, who caused a great disturbance, and it is still a mess today. The royal family and the Taoist family just let him wait for them to make trouble.

The City God and others left in a huff, and the soldiers and horses of the Penglai Daochang entered the outer court of the imperial palace. Seeing that there were only some ordinary soldiers here, the cultivators immediately cleared the field. The Taoist Lords displayed their magical powers and dismissed the palace servants in an instant, and escorted Yuan Zhong into the outer court...

"Isn't Wu Yong in this palace?"

Yuan Zhong saw the golden dragons coiled on the pillars, the carved unicorns and painted phoenixes, which exuded an indescribable majesty. He gently stroked the grand and luxurious dragon throne and was attracted by the noble aesthetic.

"I didn't expect this temple to be so gorgeous. It suits my taste. Yuan Ji, when we return, we need to decorate the Penglai Dojo in the same style."

"The eight dragon-shaped pillars must be carved with gold crystals and covered with cloud patterns. The real dragon throne is too monotonous. It must be supported by the Nine Palaces..."

He sat on the dragon throne, looking at the structure of the imperial court, feeling an indescribable impulse. When he sat on the throne, suddenly traces of inspiration came to his mind.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhong felt his soul lighten and fall into some unspeakable place.

He saw a young man who was born into a noble family. He had an older brother and many brothers in the clan. His brothers either served in the court or were well-known in the noble families, but he was not valued. So he traveled across the states and counties, and rode his horse across the rivers and seas, just seeking to have some freedom for a while.

Eventually, the boy experienced a reckless youth; a middle age after he ascended the throne of the dragon with his sturdy legs; an old age when he was deserted by his friends and relatives, and only after he vomited blood and died did Wu Yong's face flash across his sea of ​​consciousness again...

[The most luxurious palace in the capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty should be where Wu Yong lived, right?]

But why is he not here? And why are his soldiers not seen?
Taoist General Qingyuan arranged the troops from various factions and searched everywhere, but he still couldn't find any trace of the Tunghai Dao official, and he was very surprised.

But as soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Yuan Zhong sitting upright on the dragon throne, with endless Taoist charm emerging out of thin air around him!

"Is this...an enlightenment?"

Will this kid ever see this day?
Taoist General Qingyuan was still lamenting the bad luck of the unruly people.

Suddenly, a Taoist priest rushed into the hall to report from outside the door. Fortunately, Taoist General Qingyuan was quick-witted and immediately stopped the messenger and walked out quietly to prevent him from disturbing Yuan Zhong's enlightenment.

Suddenly an order came from the rear.

"No need, tell me, what's the matter?"

Yuan Zhong opened his eyes instantly at this moment, and his pupils seemed to turn into golden vertical pupils at that moment. A look of vicissitudes of life, majesty and a hint of arrogance flashed between his brows. He casually raised his right hand and asked the Taoist to speak.

The Taoist below felt that the master was particularly majestic today. Perhaps it was because he was defeated and was in a bad mood? The Taoist felt nervous and lowered his eyes to report:
"A great master of the Blood Dao came to the East Sea Dojo and stopped us. He led the princes and ministers of this world to pay a visit to the master."

"The Taoist official of the Yanwu family has accepted the young emperor of this world as his student. This palace is the residence of the emperor and should not be disturbed. The Taoists live in the Juntian Taoist Palace. Maybe they want to lead us to move to the Taoist Palace..."

With the superior mentality of the Kyushu upper clans, they naturally believed that immortal cultivators like him should be different from the natives and should live in the most luxurious places. Wu Yong should have lived in the imperial palace, so he went straight into the palace and made this trip.

But since this is the case, will the Penglai Taoist army admit their mistakes?

If we lose face and fall into a passive position now, what will happen to our future cooperation with the East China Sea?
Everyone's heart sank, but they didn't know whether his master could swallow this.

However, Yuan Zhong seemed to touch the throne with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, then turned around and gave a firm order:

"Since you are Wu Yong's people, I will not bother you anymore. Set up camp and follow the Blood Dao Master into Juntian Dao Palace!"

Yuan Zhong swung his sleeves, and every step he took after leaving the throne was like taking off a shackle. When he took the ninth step and stepped out of the main hall of the imperial palace, it seemed as if all the shackles on his body were removed.

The energy in his body has completely transformed from that of a stubborn, domineering and conceited son of a wealthy family into that of a powerful hero.

In a few breaths, I suddenly realized the truth, like a big dream of Zhongshi, and the way forward was clear.

"Arrogance weakens his heroic spirit, and violence leads to his desertion by his friends and relatives. What a pity. He is so arrogant but has no strength to continue. He is so arrogant but cannot last forever. The Emperor Dazhong in the dream may be a warning to you!"

"My path is to be a hero with a sense of propriety. One should act recklessly but not overstep the line. This is to practice the Taiyin form, so that one can be born with the bones of an emperor."

Not dissolving bones? Interesting.

[Wu Yong, I accidentally borrowed a portion of your luck to achieve enlightenment this time. I will definitely repay you handsomely in the future!]

Yuan Zhong laughed loudly towards the sky and walked out of the door, his dejected mood swept away. He saw a ray of cold Taiyin light projected down and shone on Yuan Zhong's head. His Taiyin body refining skills had almost become apparent. His skin was like white jade and his bones were like silver steel. If he could refine a little more spiritual energy into it, he would be able to transform his bones into ones with unchangeable imperial patterns and become a rampant emperor.

Outside the palace gate, the Blood Dao Mage had a thoughtful look on his face. There was a blood-colored halo behind his head, and the image of a blood dragon with nine heads and eighteen blood eyes was illusory. It seemed that he had just broken through.

There are quite a few talented people in the Tokai Dojo!
Once he understood the truth, Yuan Zhong was free from the cage. He felt light and everything was beautiful. So he followed the Blood God Son and moved to the Juntian Palace.

Several real generals from the outer court were then released from the magic weapons by the Penglai Taoist army. General Huowu was thrown to the ground from a birdcage-shaped magic weapon with a look of fear on his face. He endured the severe pain and took out the magic nails that were nailed into his seven orifices.

This Taoist army is so domineering...

Wu Yong had just walked through the mountains and absorbed the essence of the spiritual veins when he felt his heart skip a beat, as if someone had touched his mind.

In the Seven Gods Heaven, Lord Wanhuan spoke, using the Wanhuan Divine Light to predict the changes in Huaxu, which made Wu Yong couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

"This is totally reasonable. Yuan Zhong has always acted like this!"

But he actually found his own way?
Wu Yong didn't know at this time that Yuan Zhongzhong had accidentally come into contact with him, and his "self" had seen the "other self" in another world.

Since then, Yuan Zhong owed Wu Yong a debt, but he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing...

(End of this chapter)