The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 234: The Big Prize
As soon as Wu Yong's gaze turned to the figure in the west, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

The next moment, Wu Yong's entire soul seemed to be severely damaged, and his consciousness instantly became a little fuzzy. He could only faintly hear the immortal sounds from the outside world, the immortals on the top of Yujing Sky preaching, the true immortals performing the Tao, and the group of immortals celebrating.

The Kunlun Immortal Mirror has thousands of illusions and changes, and the history of Jiuzhou for tens of thousands of years is fully displayed on it, from the first immortal to the establishment of the Dao Court, from the freeze of Jiuzhou, stepping into the Chaos Sea, fighting with the outer demons, building the Great Wall of the Sea, and the Dao Tower to conquer the worlds, subjugating the seventy-two great worlds, and threatening the chaos. After fighting for three generations, he took the second-grade great world "You"...

The Nine Provinces were upgraded and named "Ling", and what they excel in are called Tao, Da, Xuan and Xian!
Actions carry virtue, and virtue carries the Tao. Heaven and earth are eternal, and since they do not produce themselves, they can live forever.

……

Ji and Jiang are the two supreme immortals. Their mysterious and mysterious immortal sounds carry the great way, and all the immortals listen to their principles.

Only Wu Yong felt a mist in his soul sea and cold sweat on his forehead, as if his soul was being suppressed by the ghost sky. Only the seven gods in his head were roaring angrily, and the ever-changing divine talisman shone brightly. The divine patterns on it transformed into unfamiliar ones like ghost paintings. Weird whispers surrounded his ears, barely bringing Wu Yong back to consciousness.

【He is looking at me! 】

The ghosts who have survived ten thousand calamities are already worthy of becoming immortals. Even if they were watched, it would be beyond the ability of ordinary people to bear.

The arrogant behavior of the North Sea Yin Spirit also made Yuhuaxian uneasy. The old cow under his seat mooed loudly, like the call of an ancient god, and the sound went up to the sky, immediately breaking the captivating gaze.

The immortal Yuhua swung the green bamboo pole in his hand at the sea of ​​clouds, and in an instant, a three-foot-three-thirds-long bright jade yellow croaker was hung up.

He sang:
"The Tao was born outside the heaven and earth, and man is between heaven and earth. Even though he was a gnat, he could not be a criterion-holder before he could become a Tao by speaking lies!"

Hearing the words of the immortal, Tianxiang Xun Zu led a pair of Tianxiang Taoist boys and four golden and jade boys to the stone bank on the top of the capital. With the grace of heaven, they lit nine wisps of incense, held an incense burner, held musk leaves, and scattered hundreds of flowers.

The divine Ji Zu rode on the clouds and controlled the wind, and personally struck the golden drums at the edge of the sky, making the clear sounds resound.

The immortal Yuhua got up riding on the yellow ox under his seat, nodded to the two immortals Shangzhen Gao, circled the clouds three times, held the fishing rod in his hand, picked up the yellow croaker, and walked straight towards Wanxiu.

With every step he took, his body became a little bigger, and the distance between him and the other cultivators in Jiuzhou was shortened a little.

When it walked thirteen steps, the Emperor's bell rang three times and the Immortal Drum was beaten in the sky. When Wan Xiu looked in the direction, he could only see the four celestial pillars of the old ox.

The Tao is great, the Dharma is great, and the Immortals are also great!

"The Dao Court has been established for 28,000 years. It uses laws as a guide to ensure the prosperity of the Nine Provinces. It uses contracts as an agreement to ensure the peace of tens of thousands of families. It puts people first, and in the great world of the Nine Provinces, everyone is like a dragon."

“However, all things cannot be separated from the law, and all things cannot be separated from the law. Only when the law and the law are in order can we have the practice today.”

The sound of the immortal Yuhua resounded through thousands of miles, spreading from the top of Yujing to the nine provinces. Its power was so great and its words so powerful that they awakened all spirits to life.

But when someone who was close to being an immortal heard it, it was a completely different story.

They all looked at the North Sea Yin Spirit who was on par with other immortals and was comparable to a true immortal.

He only looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and didn't care at all about what Yuhuaxian said.

The Beihai clan has always been lawless. After seeing such a scene today, Wan Zhen dared to become greedy. I am afraid that he will threaten others before going to the battlefield tomorrow.

The immortal Yuhua stood high above the immortal bull, pointing to the sky with his left hand to command the other immortals.

"Only when the Nine Provinces are elevated can there be a chance to achieve enlightenment and the source of understanding the truth. From today on, the four-year-old era has begun."

"The first sixty years is the great age of alchemy. The golden fruit and immortal sprouts are the essence of the sun and the moon. The furnace is set up and the tripod is set up to enter the realm of truth."

"The second Jiazi is the era of the primordial spirit. The dragon, gold, tiger and mercury merge into a mysterious fetus, and the fetus transforms into a mysterious and stable primordial spirit."

"The third Jiazi is the time to overcome the great tribulation. The Yin Fire, Wind and Thunder Tribulation will bring you the bitterness of a beautiful and incorruptible body."

"The fourth Jiazi is the era of the near immortals. The high virtues and auspiciousness are perfected, and they are free from the dust and stay in the world without being bound by form."

……

"Just when I was in a good mood, I caught a black and yellow fish. I'll take it as a prize for the opening of the great world!"

Yuhuaxian flicked his fingertips and flicked the yellow croaker on the fishing rod, throwing it out from under him in an instant. As soon as he finished speaking, in just a moment, the group of immortals on the top of Yujing disappeared into thin air.

There were only six huge black holes in the void that were slowly healing, which made people feel cold at the sight of them.

After the yellow croaker escaped, it immediately transformed into a yellow dragon with nine horns on its head and five scales on its feet, totaling exactly four hundred and eighty feet. There was only a wound in the dragon's mouth, but it did not affect its spirit and energy.

Combining the destiny of heaven and earth, it was born in the sea of ​​clouds in the Nine Provinces, and it is called the "Yellow Dragon"!
Is this the first 'lucky event' of the four-generation era in the Jiuzhou spiritual world?
At this moment, all the immortals and cultivators looked at the yellow dragon circling above their heads with excitement, and all those who had some Taoist skills were rubbing their hands in an attempt to win the first prize.

As the atmosphere in the field was boiling, True Lords took action one after another, leaping into the air together, using various methods...

Wu Yong stood there with his eyes lowered, his mind still comprehending the ghost just now and the deep meaning in Yuhuaxian's look before he left.

[What does he mean? Fengdu Tiancheng is just a spiritual treasure. If such an existence wants to open up the underworld, it can easily open up a large area.]

[Why did the Yellow Ox Immortal of the Yuhua Dong Clan take a look at him? Or was it that the Immortal simply disliked the old ghost? ]

Wu Yong didn't think there was anything in his family worth coveting.

Is the only possibility that it is the innate immortal spiritual light? Or... the semi-immortal talisman?

After thinking it over again and again, Wu Yong felt more and more depressed.

Until Wang Qingxian took two steps towards him, smiled softly, and called out:
"Yuan Zhong has already gone up, don't you want to try your luck?"

Wang Qingxian pointed his finger and looked in the direction where he looked. There were no less than hundreds of cultivators chasing the yellow dragon in the field. The dozens of cultivators in the lead were all at the first stage of Yuanshen. On the contrary, the governors and great Zhenjun of each upper clan were standing still without moving.

"The spiritual beast of heaven, the Central Yellow Dragon, if you want to seize it, you'll have to fight hard." "Yong has some important matters to attend to, so I'll come and bother you again in a few days!"

Wu Yong forced a smile, glanced at the yellow dragon fleeing in the sea of ​​clouds, bowed to Wang Qingxian, turned his head and cast his gaze on Xiang Zu, who was standing beside the Hundred Flowers Fairy Furnace in the distance, stroking his beard and watching the group of immortals welcoming the event with a smile.

Being targeted by that old ghost, I couldn't help but feel anxious.

But Wu Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, with his back to the practitioners, and a trace of evil thoughts inadvertently flashed through his eyes.

But before he could have any further thoughts, the yellow dragon on the sea of ​​clouds twisted its body in panic and jumped straight towards Wu Yong.

Wu Yong, who was having mixed thoughts, felt that he was locked by dozens of qi in an instant. He turned around and pushed with his left palm. The power of Huang Tiandao immediately manifested as a huge hand of a hundred feet long, which easily restrained the yellow dragon in his palm and subdued it to the ground.

However, the yellow dragon in the center did not resist at all after being captured by Wu Yong. The dragon head approached the dark yellow Taoist robe, smelled the dark yellow aura from it, and rubbed its head affectionately against the sleeve of the robe.

This scene made all the cultivators on top of Yujing drop their jaws in shock.

Who is this?
But which of the contemporary souls is not arrogant and proud?

Since it is a game of vying for the prize, the important thing is the word 'grabbing'. The Taoist in yellow robe neither participated nor cheered, so it is clear that he is still in the game.

Immediately, all kinds of magic appeared in the sky and were directed towards Wu Yong.

There are great capture techniques; there are teleportation techniques; there are magical powers of suppression; there are forbidden techniques of the universe...

Faced with this prize that was delivered to his doorstep, no matter whether it was intentional by the Immortal Yuhua or just a coincidence, Wu Yong still had his own pride.

She came with the Taoist magic from all directions and with her left hand, she caught the yellow dragon in the sky under her body, and with her red lips, she looked towards the land in front of her and called out.

In an instant, the sky on the top of Yujing Mountain suddenly darkened. The wind rose from the ground, and suddenly swept across the sky and the earth, making it thick and cold. The top of Yujing Mountain was swept by this divine wind, and immediately the rocks were cracked and the mountains collapsed, and the blue sky was shaking. All kinds of wonderful methods were scattered or knocked down by this Samadhi divine wind, and some even turned around and attacked their master.

This wind has brought evil to the world, and it makes the mountains and rivers tremble.

A 'Samadhi Divine Wind' blew directly on the heads of all the rulers of Kyushu, chilling them to the core.

However, Wu Yong did not stop. He pointed his right hand towards the sky, and a phantom of a ten-thousand-foot-tall divine tree appeared behind him. The divine tree had countless branches, and its crown was like a cloud platform. On it, rays of light were constantly emitted. With a light shout from Wu Yong, the divine tree cried like a golden crow, and the golden light dispersed. The dazzling divine light and scorching hot breath instantly drove everyone in the field back several miles. Several souls were unable to retreat in time, and they were covered in dust and put out the imperial fire that was stained on their robes.

The second natural disaster was so severe that it pushed back all the cultivators by several miles.

Wu Yong stretched his right hand behind him, and a soft hand held a golden talisman and placed it in Wu Yong's palm.

But after sticking the talisman on the yellow dragon, the huge dragon body suddenly became a few feet long, and Wu Yong raised it with one hand, saying with high spirits:
"I'll take the first prize today!"

Ten thousand people on the top of Yujing witnessed that the heroic man with silver hair and no crown was in high spirits. He subdued the Yellow Dragon with one hand, exhaled from his red lips, and his fingers turned into fire, winning the first prize in one fell swoop.

"it is good!"

"What a beautiful wind method, what a hot sun."

"So young, which family are you from?"

"..."

"The great era of Jiazi has begun. Which family will win the first prize?" a wizard who was far away asked with joy.

"It's very unfamiliar. Wind and fire magic, it seems that there is no such person in Yujing."

"The sacred Fusang tree is the Jinyu Jia family, right?"

"No!"

"It's the Tōkaidō official, the son of the Fuyao Wu family - Wu Yong!"

The Yuanshen Zhenjun standing on the white jade steps above the clouds and on the top of Yujing all looked sideways.

"Oh? Is there anyone in Jiuzhou practicing the Sun Golden Crow Method?"

On the highest point of the jade stone, several golden-robed True Lords stood with their hands behind their backs. A majestic and arrogant look naturally emanated from their brows, and golden feather sun patterns were painted on their robes as their clan crest.

The new nobles of Liangzhou, a second-rank true spiritual family - the Jinwu Emperor Clan.

This clan has a semi-immortal following the side of the supreme immortal. If it weren't for the fact that they have been attached to Jiuzhou for too short a time, they would have been able to receive orders from Yujing and become a first-class official.

"Since there is the Taiyin Yuan clan, there must also be the Taiyang Taoist clan. What is this person's name?"

"It seems to be called, Fuyao-Wuyong!"

"interesting……"

The great True Lords and even the Semi-Immortals on the Cloud Platform rarely smiled, and were delighted with the young people in Kyushu.

Xiang Zu stroked his beard with his right hand, his face relaxed, and his thin face could not hide his admiration and love for Wu Yong.

During this time, he only made eye contact with the Qiongming Lords, and then calmed down...

The great era is about to begin, and the four generations have been opened.

Just see, how many people can be called true, how many people can be called saints!

(End of this chapter)