The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 369: Immortals and Gods of the First Week
"Ahem, I came from the north and will stay in this world for a few days."

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

The old man in the straw raincoat slowly turned around, and saw a Taoist in plain clothes holding a pestle and staff behind him, with silver threads hanging down from his waist like precious tassels, his white hands rolled up in sleeves holding a jade bamboo, a five-inch green gourd hanging from his waist, and...

When the old man saw the Taoist's handsome face and the familiar little hammer tied around his waist, his pupils first trembled, and then a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Recalling the days when there were thousands of tourists on the green road, I no longer see the phoenix tail crow."

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the Ten Thousand Immortal Guests in the Biyou Palace?"

The Taoist in plain clothes lightly swung the bamboo stick in his hand and glanced at the old man with a smile.

"Oh! I haven't heard of that."

"But in the past seventy-two generations, from the lowest level of Purple Palace Foundation Building to the Golden Elixir, there is no plan, and the highest level is a semi-immortal, a total of more than eight hundred Taoists, whose souls have disappeared and died. Can the old immortal give me an answer?"

With such shocking figures, he couldn't even count on his backer, let alone a reputation.

Seeing that Wu Yong ignored him, the old man changed his mind and pointed at the Hunyuan Hammer on Wu Yong's waist, saying with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know that the magic treasure on your waist is the weapon of one of my senior brothers?"

"It doesn't matter. I got this precious hammer by beating the original owner to death with one punch. The original owner died very cleanly, so there should be no cause and effect left."

Wu Yong smiled contemptuously. The old man avoided the important issues and tried to be on equal footing with him, or even to be superior to him. This made Wu Yong lose his patience.

"Besides, old immortal! If we meet in the chaos, it would be okay for you to call me Taoist friend."

"At this moment you should at least bow down and call me Your Majesty, right?"

The nine-section bamboo staff tapped the ground lightly, and the entire world suddenly became upside down, and yin and yang were in disorder. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from this world and fell into the vast empty sky.

This is a deeper application of the art of moving stars and changing constellations, and of controlling the heavens and the earth. It can easily separate the target from the dimension of the world, and face the boundless sky. It is an ability that has penetrated the essence of the world, and is more terrifying than the simple avenue of space.

This sudden change made the old immortal straighten his body unconsciously. Light was flowing on his raincoat and the fishing rod in his hand was full of spiritual charm. But in the end, his hands tightened and loosened, and he did not dare to take action directly.

"What the Taoist said is true! This is considered as a curse on the old Taoist."

"But I am not without a master. My Three Pure Ones Daluo Daoist lineage has always been..."

The old man's expression was uncertain, and there was a hint of self-pity and humiliation in his mouth.

"so what?"

"Ancient history is gone, this world has its own rules, who can you expect to protect you?"

Wu Yong raised the staff and took two steps closer, shaking his head and laughing.

It seems like he is another guy with a confused mind. Not to mention that he is just a lucky guy who crawled out of the dust of ancient history, even if he is an emperor or Buddha in ancient history, what can he do?

The old immortal's expression changed again. He originally thought that there were only two supreme immortals in the immortal court of this world, and the supreme immortals of this world were just Taiyi Immortals in ancient history. After all, he was an "immortal" who had attained the Daluo realm in the past. It should be no problem for him to collect some consumables!
But this sudden appearance of the immortal was really unpredictable. He ignored him and drove him out of reality with a wave of his hand. In this empty place...

"Well, as a fellow Taoist from the Immortal Sect, can you give me a way out? I am also concerned about the Heavenly Court, so I came here specially to the Immortal Court!"

This old fisherman was obviously lying with his eyes open. Even Wu Yong had never seen such a shameless person.

"Then let me see what aspect of you that is worthy of a way out!"

Wu Yong pointed a mysterious light at his fingertips, and immediately a ray of divine light of the Three Disasters pierced through the void, instantly erasing the endless distance and passing right by the old immortal who was so close that the world was within reach. After he pointed his finger out, another ray of mysterious light of creation slashed across the sky and struck away.

If this guy were really allowed to enter the Immortal Palace, who knows how much trouble he would cause.

The magic treasures on the old man's body were also not bad. The straw raincoat and cloak were like slippery ice and could distort the power of heaven and earth. The fishing rod was also not an ordinary object.

The Shangqing Daoist tradition begins with the cultivation of the spirit, especially the Yang God, who flies and travels through the heavens. The previous method of the fairy fish in the outer scene is a typical method of cultivating the spirit.

At this moment, the old immortal's face was also livid. He had just dodged a finger of divine light, and the next moment another beam of mysterious light appeared across the sky. He was left with no way out, so he could no longer endure it.

Infinite light emanated from the straw raincoat cloak, and he grabbed the empty sky with his backhand. The world was twisted, and the hundred-mile sky where the Taoist in plain clothes stood was twisted into a whirlpool. He swung the fishing rod with his right hand, and a spear of light that was thousands of miles long extended endlessly, piercing through the whirlpool in the empty sky.

If he didn't move, it would be fine. Once he moved, he would use killing moves one after another, and he used three magical skills in a row. The old man looked around the next moment, thinking about how to leave this empty sky. But the next moment, the old immortal's face suddenly changed. Before he could put away the fishing rod, he saw a hand with a mysterious light stretched out from the vortex. It was so fast that he didn't even have the chance to resist or even turn his yang spirit into light. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and instantly turned into a meteor, looking at the deepest part of the boundless empty sky and flying backwards.

With just one punch, all laws were broken. The vortex of the sky that twisted the universe was instantly shattered, and even the fishing rod fell into nothingness. Wu Yong took two steps forward and picked up the fishing rod magic treasure with his bamboo stick in his left palm.

With another glance from his immortal eyes, he saw that the old immortal who had been blasted to an unknown place in the sky was now moved to the void ten feet in front of him by the art of moving stars and changing constellations.

At this moment, the spiritual light on the old immortal's straw raincoat and cloak dimmed visibly. He also stood at attention and lost some of his arrogance.

"Your independent sky of the void has some flavor of the chaotic world beyond the heaven. How did you get it?"

Wu Yong entered Taoism through the art of war and became an immortal, so he was much taller than ordinary people. At this moment, he was standing opposite the old immortal and looking at him as if he was looking down at him, asking questions out of boredom.

The Xuanyuan Taoist sect and the Fuyao sect now have many subordinates. If they can use this kind of Xuming Heavenly World in reverse, it will be a real foundation.

This kind of antique from ancient history can produce a lot of good things!

"Cough cough cough..."

"This thing was created by the sky on the day I became enlightened. It is neither a blessed land nor a fairyland in the sky. It is a heavenly realm between reality and illusion!"

"Ahem, except for myself, no one else can do this."

The old immortal's body was slightly twisted, and blood unconsciously dripped from the corner of his mouth. That punch shook the sky and the earth, and no one could stop it. It directly broke his body.

Which immortal can shatter the void with one punch and sweep across the world? He almost broke him with one punch, but seeing that Wu Yong was interested in that heavenly realm, he immediately grasped the key point and spoke in a deep voice.

"Oh? A treasure that fell from the sky."

"If I send you to nirvana right now, will this heavenly realm recognize me as its master?"

Wu Yong asked tentatively with a smile, and this question almost made the old man's hair stand on end.

This guy, is he really serious?
Seeing Wu Yong's breathtaking power that was like the Kunlun Mountains, the old immortal was so frightened that he summoned his magic power again.

Wu Yong chuckled and tapped the air with his nine-section bamboo staff. It turned into a mysterious light that covered the empty space and suddenly trapped the old immortal in this empty sky.

Just like the Yin and Yang spirits of many Taoists who were controlled by him, at this moment he was like a turtle in a jar and a mayfly in the palm of his hand in front of this unknown Taoist immortal!
This is a deity who is not inferior to any of the Daluo Taoist sects or the Tianzun disciples. The fine line between a true immortal and a supreme immortal is enough to make Gu Yunsou defenseless in the hands of this immortal.

"You have harmed too many people, some of whom are independent cultivators from various realms, and some are Taoist officials in the Immortal Court. That half-immortal is an independent immortal who has opened up the immortal path for these seventy-two realms and spread the Taoist temple."

"But you should also know that the eras keep changing, and no one can stay in the sky forever, but there will always be people who reach the top."

"In the Mountain and Sea Era, Emperor Dijun ascended the steps to heaven, and all the gods in the wilderness bowed their heads; in the Natural Era, Emperor Taiyi of the East was called the Supreme, and he commanded the Lord of the East, Lord of the Clouds, Lord of the Xiang, and Lady of the Xiang... In the Ancient Era, the fairy tales of West Kunlun were passed down; and in the Kaihuang Era, hundreds of schools of thought contended, and the way of the immortal was the first."

"Until now, you are nothing more than relics of the old times!"

Wu Yong used his staff to pin the Solitary Cloud Old Man down on the spot. Mysterious light flowed from his right hand, and the mysterious light lingered up like plasma, transforming into a divine hand that looked like it was carved from white jade. It slapped directly on the immortal spirit of the immortal old man and forcibly pulled out the Xu Mingtian from his sea of ​​consciousness.

This blow that went straight to the root aroused a fierce resistance from the immortal. After returning from the end of the world, all his past glory was gone. The only thing he could rely on was the mysterious sky that was both real and unreal.

Even if they return from the cycle of reincarnation, they still have to walk the immortal path again. They have no body and only a fragment of their true spirit. It may not be possible for them to recover to their peak, let alone other things.
However, with a "click" sound, the immortal who was still about to resist saw a universe, the creation of the world, the vast universe, from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the boundless Jianmu Fusang tree, and its leaves for three thousand generations. Just by gently shaking the crown of the tree, the idea of ​​life and death and extinction flashed in his pupils, and all his thoughts were ground into nothingness.

"You..." The lonely old man finally escaped from the suppression of the mysterious light, and retreated a few steps with a pale face, looking at Wu Yong in shock. He had never seen such a magical power, transcending the avenue and practicing magic, almost like a god!

"This void and dark sky, I will take it, and I will completely put an end to your harmful external scenery and the way of seducing gods."

"You? Come with me to meet the Supreme Lord of the Universe and confess your sins..."

Wu Yong lowered his eyes, and the mouth of the gourd on his waist opened. The Xuanyuan light flowed like silver threads. In just a moment, the Xuanyuan light wrapped around Gu Yunsou, circling for several inches, and was sealed into the Xuanyuan green gourd on his head.

The empty sky returned to peace at this moment, only Wu Yong appeared in the sky, holding up a magical fishing rod with his bamboo stick, and looking down in thought.

There are fifty avenues of the Way and forty-nine of the Ways of Heaven. There is always a glimmer of hope in everything.

There will probably be more and more immortals and gods like Gu Yunsou who have returned from ancient history as this era progresses. In the past years, many talented people have emerged like a swarm of fish. If we regard the four directions of the world and the immortals and gods in various realms in this era as a hundred boats competing in the current, then these people who have returned from ancient history are the beta players of the previous round.

There are probably many guys like this Gu Yunsou who cannot distinguish between the big and small kings. This chaos is about to get out of control!
(End of this chapter)