The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 292 The Ceremony is about to begin
The Kunlun Wonderland has been prepared for a long time, and the land of Kyushu is also undercurrent.

In the land of Dongzhou, something big happened recently, which angered Fuyao, who had been living in the mountains for a long time and kept a low profile, causing huge waves!

Fengling County at this time.

The soldiers of Huang Tiandao were rampant, Feng Daozhengxiu was riding on the clouds, and the puppet master of the East China Sea was holding a hundred-foot-long spirit puppet and stationing it on the ground, as if he was about to set off a terrifying momentum to break through the door.

Fengling County - Qinglian Yang family, has had dealings with Fuyao. However, during this three-day trip, the young man from the Yang family led the elite of the four generations of Fengling family into the Chaos and never came back.

In the past, he helped the East China Sea True Spirit Mermaid Clan, the Purple Spirit Zhao family, and the Four Lords of the Wu family in the Yuanshen Jiazi year, and also got some opportunities. It is a pity and a shame that he ended up like this!
However, not long ago, seeing that the Qinglian Yang family was about to decline, some noble families that benefited from the three-day trip could not help but forcibly annex the Fengling clans and occupy the land before the Immortal Court came to power. This caused fierce resistance from the Fengling clans.

The two sides still refused to give in, until they got really angry and killed each other...

"Well, well, well, you are so bold that the war outside the realm has not even ended, and you are already trying to wipe out the whole family in your own world?"

"Deserve to die, damn it!"

With a "pa" sound, Wu Lie, the chief steward in charge of Fuyao, summoned a gust of wind with his right hand and condensed it into a wind whip, which immediately left a deep bloody mark on the face of Yuanshen Zhenjun who was kneeling under escort.

This Dongzhou Beiling family had made many military achievements in the three-day battle. They had penetrated deep into the enemy territory several times and were the first to break through the enemy's formation. But now they were raising their knives to kill their own people.

The Yang and Li clans were trapped in Fengling and massacred so severely that their direct descendants are only a few.

The Yunmeng Fairy City wanted to take action to calm the situation, but until Fuyao from the East China Sea made such a big fuss, the people of the Jing family stopped outside Fengling County and gave way to Fuyao without saying much.

Wu Lie below could not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. When the Huang Tiandao soldiers arrested tens of thousands of descendants of the Lingbei family, with yellow flags and banners standing in the air, he lashed the two Yuanshen Zhenjun in the face with two whips.

Wu Yong rode the Nine Spirits on the clouds, listening to Wu Lie's punishment from below, and suddenly asked:

"How are the Yang Lian brothers and sisters doing now? Are they still..."

"Are there any descendants left?"

Madam Xu Miaoxi of Xiyuan had often been involved in Fuyao's affairs in her early years, and had a close relationship with the brother and sister. Her expression immediately darkened.

"Sister Yang was unable to form an elixir. She went astray while practicing and never formed an elixir. After sixty years of practicing elixir, she became a Taoist."

"Brother Yang Lian's elixir skills were above average, but... he died in the Three Days Ancient World War a few years ago."

"Neither of them has ever been a Taoist couple, and they have no children."

Looking around at the sea of ​​clouds, Wu Yong suddenly remembered the time when he was a young man leaving Dongjun. The brother and sister knocked on the door of the Beast Ferry Bamboo Tower. The young man was calm and polite, and the girl was pretty. When they mentioned that they were about to leave for the Qingyun Realm, they asked Wu Yong for a Qingyun Monster!

When one reaches this level of practice, whenever he thinks about something, memories of the past will involuntarily come to his mind.

So, has it been so long?

Looking back at the road ahead, Wu Yong thought that he had little to do with karma, and had never had a close relationship with his fellow Taoists and children, which was quite in line with the Supreme Way of forgetting emotions.

But at this moment, he realized that his journey was full of cause and effect.

Every frown and smile is the result of fate!

The Nine Spirit Lion Saint, who was sitting down, heard Wu Lie's torture and whipping below. He was about to cheer and mock, but when he saw Wu Yong frowning, he choked back his words.

"Everyone has his own destiny, and I am just a bystander to others."

"Fate is unpredictable!"

Jiu Ling shook his nine heads and actually tried to comfort Wu Yong.

Most Taoists forget about emotions and work hard to cultivate themselves, cutting off cause and effect. I think that's how it is.

"Indeed, he deserves to be killed."

"The direct descendants of Lingbei will be killed without mercy, and all three clans and nine generations will be punished according to the law!"

"Since you are a three-day hero, you must not place a blood curse on your soul after nine generations..."

"If there are still such beastly behaviors in the Nine Provinces and Three Regions, you can complain to the Dao Court, the upper clans, and my East Sea. I will make the decision for all the clans!"

Wu Yong sat on the top of the cloud and shouted coldly, issuing an order for thousands of miles of land. Once his words were spoken, they spread across the nine states. This made many Dao Court families who had long forgotten the Dao Court’s laws and regulations suddenly remember them.
Today, the Lord did it.

However, Wu Yong remained silent in response to Jiu Ling's words.

When they were returning to the mountain, Wu Yong suddenly approached Xu Miaoxi and called softly:

"Do the Yang Lian brothers and sisters have a Dao transformation?"

"I remember that I had a good impression of these two people in the past. Now that the great road to the underworld has been completed, why not let me help them through their lives?"

Xu Miaoxi was standing on the cloud head together. When she saw Wu Yong suddenly approaching her, she was so frightened that her heart started beating wildly. However, when she heard his words, her eyes lit up.

"Yes, some time ago, I talked to Qinglian Yang about writing for you..."

In this case, could it be that the Yang brothers and sisters can also gather the bodies of the Yin spirits and practice the great way of the Yin world?

Xu Miaoxi thought of the return of her old lady and immediately became interested.

Then he bowed his head and listened to Wu Yong, whispered to her what to do, and sent the two of them into Fengdu Youyou...

Everyone says that being a god is good, but it is difficult to resolve past karma.

If all living beings seek the method of forgetting emotions, I alone am seeking the Taiyi Dao.

The best way is to forget about emotions and not be disturbed, then you can achieve the great way.

Bestow blessings, prolong life, extend life, respond spiritually, ward off disasters, relieve misfortunes, carry out the Taiyi Qinghua Order, ascend the Changle Platform for Rescue, on the road I came, every blade of grass and every tree have been blessed!

What is the great way? Isn’t it the one that Wu Yong chose?
Every sip and every bite is determined by God.

The nine-headed lion lay on the golden cloud, glanced at the whispering man and woman in front of it, and snorted in disdain. However, the next moment, the eighteen pupils of the nine-headed lion trembled together, like an earthquake.

Three feet above Wu Yong's head, there was the endless essence of Qinghua Changle, and the immortal was riding on infinite auspicious light. The Qinghua Changle imperial crown was tied with twelve tassels, and the nine-color divine light shone infinitely. The sound of Changle lingered around Wu Yong from the source of time.

If there are gods, immortals and shadow emperors from the deep illusory world here at this moment, they will be able to see the shadow of the emperor that spans the reincarnations of all worlds!
This is called:

Taiyi Jiuxuanke, Qinghua's current body. A person of great compassion is also a person of great greed, greed is the cause and effect, the way of heaven is orderly, the world is impermanent, isn't it determined by man?

But if the way of heaven is orderly and the affairs of the world are impermanent, how can there be the so-called Taiyi Qinghua Lingxian and Dongji Wuliang Changle?
Is it the Supreme Dao? Is it the Taiyi Dao?
Is it evil to leave the world? Is it evil to enter the world?
Wu Yong felt his head sink as if he had hit something. Puzzled, he looked up, but the strange image had already disappeared.

After this incident, Wu Yong returned to Fuyao and felt as if he had touched a layer of window paper to the fairyland, but it seemed to be true and false.

So he simply handed over everything to the mountains, and practiced spiritual mulberry by himself. On the one hand, he used the heavenly lead to create, the divine water of the universe to return the acquired nature to the innate nature, and re-conceived the Fusang child. On the other hand, he began to plant spiritual roots and replenish spiritual charm in the Xuanhuang Cave Heaven, and opened the furnace to refine the elixir, the mysterious way of creation...

Until.

Above Yujing, the imperial bell rang nine times.

Just like when the group of Immortals met the Six Immortals, the group of Immortals in Jiuzhou and everyone knew what to do next without much explanation. They followed the Tianxin Finger to lead them into the sea of ​​clouds, across the sky abyss, and straight into the top of Yujing.

The top of Yujing.

At this moment, the clouds had opened up, and the Kunlun fairyland was like the legendary heavenly palace, with palaces and towers stretching one after another, covering more than thousands of miles. There were two heavenly rivers flowing from the east to the west in the palace, one was Jiangshui and the other was Jishui.

The immortal palace is about to rise, and all the immortals will go straight into the fairyland and heavenly palace.

Above, the semi-immortals from various tribes in Yujing are welcoming them at the entrance of the fairyland. The fairy palace is huge, and all the immortals who want to meet the emperor must enter from the fairy gate, cross the nine palaces and twelve halls, and then enter the final imperial palace.

There are a total of 21 rituals in the nine palaces and twelve halls, from entering the court, watching the ceremony, enfeoffment, taking seats, offering incense, and raising the imperial flag...

When Wu Yong and the other immortals of Fuyao had just entered the Immortal Gate, they immediately began to guide the immortal boy, without having to go through the ceremony of the Nine Palaces and Twelve Halls, and they rode a cloud directly into the Imperial Palace.

"This is?"

This imperial palace? Wu Yong suddenly remembered, the dragons coiled around the pillars, extremely high and far away, this was clearly the imperial palace in the deepest part of Yujing.

Wu Yong stood in front of the imperial palace, stopped the Nine Spirit Lion there, then turned his head and looked upward. Sure enough, the imperial throne at the top was empty. The two immortal kings on the left and right wore crowns, dressed in rosy robes, with immortal flowers and auspicious appearances, each holding a Ruyi or an immortal branch, ruling over all living beings.

In the front are nine immortals surrounding, each standing on one side. The Dharma body looks majestic, the flowers are solemn, and the light of heaven is protecting them. It is truly the wonderful way of immortals.

In this hall, there is more than just Wu Yong. There are also Qiong Ming, Tian Qing, the Great Demon King, the First Ancestor of the True Spirit, the Emperor's daughter Fuling, many semi-immortals, and those who transcend tribulation...

The grand ceremony of the Immortal Court will first be held internally to confer the title. If there are any objections, they can be discussed again.

Only after it was finally decided did he ascend the throne in public.

First, the governors of Jizhou, Huangzhou, Nanzhou and Jiaozhou were re-appointed, and then the governors of Beihai, Xikong, Nanyu and Penglai were re-established.

The North Sea is where the ghost saint lives, the South Region occupies the Jiang River, the West Sky ascends to the sky with all the demons, and the Penglai Immortal returns to Penglai.

The governor of Jizhou is from the Zhenlong clan; the governor of Huangzhou belongs to the Shenyouguan clan; the governor of Jiaozhou belongs to the Qiongming Wang clan; the governor of Nanzhou belongs to the Jishui clan...

Fuyao Wu pointed out that Xuanling official was ordered to disperse the immortal rank and take the post of patrolling the sea in Kunwu territory.

The Taoist Taihua of the Taisu Taoist sect was ordered to be granted the rank of immortal and remotely rule over the three heavenly cloud realms.

The Golden Crow Clan's Emperor's Disaster...

The Seven Wonderful Taoists of Xihua Realm...

It seems quite pertinent, but!

"and many more."

Wu Yong was confused and spoke suddenly. At this moment, he didn't know the other inside stories. The Coast Guard of Kunwu Territory was also a high-ranking position, not inferior to the governors of other states, so he didn't think much about it.

But he just felt that the title bestowed upon Taihua of Taisu Sect and the only half-immortal among the subordinate realms - Qi Miao Taoist of Xihua Realm was too much of a joke!
"If I remember correctly, the Shenyou Ji clan has never even been to the Three Heavens Ancient Realm, right? How can the Shenyou clan be qualified to be the governor of the Desolate State?"

"Just talking about Penglai Taihua, they fought on the front line with the Great Scarlet Heaven Sect from beginning to end. When they left, there were 97,000 Taoists, and when they returned, there were less than 20,000 Taoists in the Penglai Taoist army."

"The governor of Huangzhou, at least, Taoist Taihua should be more qualified to sit in this position than the Shenyou clan!"

It was too outrageous that Qi Miao Taoist remotely ruled a cloud world, but Wu Yong still felt that he should not say too much. He just reminded him of the matter of Huangzhou. The Shenyou Ji family was too obviously biased.

At least Wu Yong believed that his family, Taihua, and Phoenix Spirit were more qualified than the Shenyou lineage.

As for Qiongming, Jiangshui, and Jishui, Qiongming has such a share in the ancestral vein Yujing Mountain, why should it go down to take it? Jiangshui and Jishui clans are sitting on the fairyland, why should they compete with the people for benefits?
Wu Yong suddenly felt that this fairyland seemed different from what he had imagined.

I originally thought that you were following the path of the ancient heaven, but I didn't expect that what you wanted to do was to establish the Taoist fairyland ruled by aristocratic families!
As soon as these words came out, the ancestor of the Shenyou Ji clan immediately became furious:
"Wu Yong, I am from the Shenyou lineage and have no grudges against you. Why are you trying to harm me in public?"

"Could it be that I can't be the governor of Huangzhou, but you can?"

Wu Yong shook his head and said.

"If the three-day battle of the Lixian Court is taken as the beginning, I am naturally more qualified than you, the Shenyou Ji clan, to sit on the position of the governor of the Desolate State. Even any semi-immortal sect that participated in the war is more qualified than you, the Shenyou Ji clan, who have never even left the Nine Provinces. Is it because the front is tight and the back is tight?"

"If we don't use the three-day battle as a reference, the upper clans such as Tianxiang are also qualified."

"I shed my blood and risked my life in this battle, and I survived the near-death experience. I really need a reason!"

He was not targeting the Shenyou Ji family. If the Dao Court from top to bottom continued to behave in this way when it entered the chaotic world, it would not take ten thousand years, but only a thousand years, for there to be rebellion like in the desolate land.

That would be very disappointing to him.

As soon as these words came out, the ancestor of the Shenyou Ji family stood up with an angry look, looking around, wanting to ask Zhu Yonglei and the half-immortals of Ji Shui for help.

"Don't look at it."

"Since you have pointed out that the Great Spiritual Officer Xuan has spoken, I second the proposal."

"Rewards should be based on merit. If we use recommendation, there must be a limit. Now we are establishing an immortal court. It is no longer the same as before when the aristocratic families invited each other to conquer the various realms."

"What the Xuanling official said is exactly what I think. If the Immortal Court is to be established, laws and rules must be established first!"

"How many years has Jiuzhou not been in charge of the Dao Law? It was not a coincidence that the Great Spiritual Officer Xuan made the judgment in Fengling County."

"Kunwu made a remonstrance today, so our Dao Court should make some changes!"

The leader of the Seven Kunwu Monarchs, Yuanzun Kunwu, suddenly stood up from his cushion, his voice like a bell. His words were more extreme than Wu Yong's, and more direct to the point.

(End of this chapter)