I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 91: 90: Goodbye Linghe, Haozha, Yueru News [Two Chapters in One]

The waiter at Longque Tower was a little confused, but he immediately hired someone to open the wine cellar, and just as he put two large jars of fine wine on the table.

Less than a cup of tea later, a scholar in white clothes with a sword slung over his shoulder turned the corner, walked in, and went straight to the second floor.

"Could this gentleman be able to tell fortunes? How come he says guests will arrive and they will arrive..." the waiter was surprised.

Here Chen Hai met up with Ji Yuan; they sat opposite each other at a table, and Chen Hai drank two large bowls of wine without saying a word.

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and brought the spiritual materials here!" Chen Hai took off the treasure bag from his waist and handed it to Ji Yuan with both hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother. Did you encounter any problems along the way?"

As the two were talking, there was a burst of booing in the bustling Longque Tower, and the two turned to look.

But there was a gust of fragrant wind; at the bottom of the stairs, a tall beauty wearing a red gauze dress, with golden hairpins in her hair, and a gauze scarf covering her face, but unable to conceal her snow-white skin, walked into the building.

"Senior Sister Gu!" Ji Yuan and the other man quickly put down their wine bowls and stood up to salute.

"You're welcome. How is it? Is everything going well?" Gu Lingmiao sat next to Ji Yuan.

Land is very expensive in this area. The table by the window in Longque Tower is against the window on one side, and has curtains and screens on the other side. It is so narrow that only two people can sit on each side.

He felt a warmth around him and a faint fragrance between his nostrils, which made Ji Yuan feel a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly sat a little further inside, as if he was avoiding a plague god.

"Thanks to Senior Sister, everything will go well." Ji Yuan handed the treasure bag containing spiritual objects to Ling Miao.

"Senior sister is alone, why isn't she seeing you fellow brothers?" Chen Hai was puzzled.

Ling Miao's face was gloomy: "We were robbed and killed on the road. Their methods were not good enough and they all died. I just barely escaped..."

The other cultivators at Tenghai Peak all started their practice in the past two years, and the one with the highest magical powers has practiced for no more than fifty years.

Without any magic skills, how can I fight against Ling Che and the others?

When passing the natural ravine, there was suddenly a thick fog covering the area for hundreds of miles. It was pitch dark and difficult to tell north from south or east from west.

Then there were bursts of magic sounds and various illusions. Caught off guard, everyone fell into the magic sound illusion.

Everyone cast spells and finally managed to shatter the illusion, thick fog and devilish sound a little. But before they could rush out, a dense swarm of invisible needles came again.

Among the dozen people from Teng Haifeng, except Ling Miao who ran faster, the rest were all hit by the Tianmang needles. They rolled on the ground and scratched themselves continuously, the scene was horrifying.

It was immediately burned to ashes by Ling Che's Nine Dragons Fire.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Miao quickly released the Wanli Dragon Smoke Arrow. In an instant, a line of divine fire pierced through thousands of miles, and he took the opportunity to escape.

"It's all fate. Senior sister, don't blame yourself." The two sighed and could only say this.

Soon Chen Hai recounted what happened along the way.

When talking about the green-robed old monster, his face was full of relief: "Thanks to my senior brother's protection; that old monster must have heard of my senior brother's great magical powers, so he didn't dare to harm me."

Gu Lingmiao was surprised. She knew Ji Yuan had some skills, but he couldn't scare off the old demon giant with just his reputation. But she didn't say anything.

When the two asked Ji Yuan about his experience, Ji Yuan only said that everything went smoothly along the way and he did not meet any cultivators.

"You wait here. I will go find Patriarch Xiao to exchange for the Red Crow Feather."

Ji Yuan and the other person had no objection and waited quietly in Longque Tower.

After a while, Gu Lingmiao came back with a happy face, holding a purple-red wooden box that was three feet long and five fingers wide.

Even if there are restrictions, they cannot contain the faint burning fire in the box.

……

Half a day later.

State of Chen; Jingzhou.

Gu Lingmiao waited in the city while Chen Hai went back to the Chen family.

Ji Yuan walked around the city twice and was planning to visit Yin Kaishan, but as expected, the former Grand Marshal Yin's Mansion was already deserted.

“This old Commandant Yin is really like a mysterious dragon that is hard to find.” Ji Yuan shook his head and left the city.

Fly across the Lancang River and arrive at Yuntaishan.

In the Yuntai Temple, Linghe Zhenren had a high level of cultivation and had sensed the situation long ago. He ordered the disciples, Taoists, and boys of the Taoist temple to sweep the streets and courtyards, spread the ground with incense and flowers, open the gates of the temple wide, and go out ten miles outside the temple to welcome him.

"Welcome, Uncle Master!" A group of disciples and Taoist children had already been waiting in front of the temple.

“No need to be so polite!” Ji Yuan waved his hand and walked straight into the temple. The other disciples and Taoists looked at each other and did not dare to stop him.

Go all the way into the servants' room, Room B, Room 16; this is where Ji Yuan lived back then.

But the people are no longer the same.

However, the person in charge of the miscellaneous affairs room is still the Taoist priest surnamed Wang. After a few years, Taoist Wang's hair has turned gray and he has entered middle age.

"Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?" Ji Yuan still remembered that it was Brother Wang who told everyone about the three disasters and the secret of immortality.

"I dare not! Master uncle still remembers me. I'm fine. Master uncle, you can stay in the courtyard for a longer time." Manager Wang rubbed his eyes and replied in a daze.

It seems that he doesn't remember Ji Yuan.

After all, Manager Wang has trained countless new talents over the years.

"Where is Tang Jiwen now?"

Returning home in glory, Ji Yuan naturally wanted to see his old friends.

"Two years ago, the Immortal taught Junior Brother Tang a martial art and sent him down the mountain. Now he has probably returned to Jiangyuan and inherited the family business of Marshal Tang." Senior Brother Wang replied.

Most of the disciples in the Taoist temple come from a family, and Tang Jiwen is one of them.

His family was the Jiangyuan Tang clan; his ancestors were disciples of the Xuanwei Dao; his grandfather was known as the "magic spear sweeping the eight directions" and was appointed by the court of Dachen as the "Crown Brave Township Marquis" and ruled Jiangyuan for generations; he commanded the local troops and prefectures and counties, and served in the same dynasty as Taiwei Yin.

Chen Hai's Chen family was also ordinary. His father was the governor of Jingzhou and held the rank of Fangbo. His grandfather Chen Jiao was the prime minister in Bojing. He was appointed as the Grand Tutor and, together with the Grand Marshal Yin Kaishan, one civil and one military, they were both veteran ministers of the State of Chen and pillars of the country.

These small families cannot gain a foothold in the immortal world; naturally they are given humble posts in the mortal world and become generals or ministers.

The middle and upper class families would establish their own country and become emperors or monarchs.

The top families of immortal studies control the immortal gates and caves.

Only the Yin family, one of the top families, is an exception.

It seems that Tang Jiwen failed to cultivate magical powers after all.

Ji Yuan nodded, turned and walked towards Ziqi Pavilion; he didn't plan to stay in this Taoist temple for long.

I just wanted to come and see an old friend.

In the Ziqi Pavilion, Linghe Zhenren, with his white beard and sage-like demeanor, was still sitting on the altar waiting for him as before.

Ji Yuan had never seen him move.

"You came…"

Master Linghe opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little cloudy; compared to before, his snow-white eyebrows were longer, almost covering his eyes.

"In the blink of an eye, five years have passed." Linghe Zhenren sighed.

He looked at the much taller young man who walked into the hall and was very surprised: "You are handsome and elegant, with an ethereal aura; in just five years, you are almost able to cultivate 500 years of magic power, you are truly a natural talent!"

Ji Yuan finally spoke: "Brother, you are still as charming as ever. I feel much more relieved."

After being accepted into the ancestral temple, Ji Yuan had the rank of immortal learning, and he was also of the Ling generation.

If we talk about noble people, then Linghe Zhenren is definitely one of them. Not to mention anything else, the [True Talisman for Summoning Clouds and Praying for Rain] is worth a fortune in the sect.

Compared to before.

Ji Yuan is no longer the same as before.

Looking at Linghe Zhenren again at this time, one can see wisps of mysterious energy lingering around his body. His cultivation must have been over two thousand years. His magical powers are extraordinary, and he has indeed reached the realm of Tongxuan.

Deep in Ji Yuan's eyes, there were layers of golden light and faint traces of divine flame flickered, illuminating the illusion.

One can clearly see that Linghe Zhenren's energy and blood are declining, and deathly aura is gradually forming. This is a master of profound knowledge who is entering his twilight years.

“Haha, don’t worry; if you can’t survive the three disasters, I’m afraid you will die before me.” Linghe Zhenren said with a smile.

The Immortal was highly accomplished in Taoism, so he naturally knew that Ji Yuan was extraordinary. He also knew that Ji Yuan was using some kind of magical power to observe his cultivation and physical condition, but he didn't care.

If you cannot survive the three disasters, your life span will be only five hundred years.

Being able to survive a disaster for another five hundred years is a one in a million chance.

After overcoming the three disasters, the primordial spirit is trained and the profound energy is cultivated. The three flowers and five qi celebrate the clouds and mist, and all kinds of wonderful appearances appear in their embryonic form. One has become a fairy.

The spiritual crane is indeed not far from the end of its life; however, this short period of time is still more than a thousand years.

Ji Yuan didn't care, but asked: "Why aren't Senior Brothers Lingxuan and Lingzhi here?"

"Lingxuan went down the mountain to purchase yesterday; Lingzhi was in trouble." Linghe sighed.

The transition from one calamity to another is the privilege of the powerful; that is, death.

Only those who have attained the highest level of Taoism and have cultivated a true spiritual state can be said to have turned the catastrophe around.

The little bit of spiritual wisdom he has achieved can certainly not be called "reincarnation", he is just a Qigong practitioner who cultivates immortality and loves life and hates death.

"How did he die?" Ji Yuan did not shy away from the question.

"A few months ago, I failed in my attempt to cross a fire and was burned to ashes." Linghe Zhenren expressed some sorrow.

The Three Disasters are like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of Qi Refiners.

Just imagine; how easy it is to achieve immortality for hundreds of years by practicing Taoism in this life.

If a mortal is gifted and has obtained the true code of immortality from the supreme teaching, it will take him ten years to purify the body, ten years to build the foundation and set up the furnace, and twenty years to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, a total of forty years of effort.

Once you enter the Tao, your life span will immediately increase by 500 years.

If there were no three disasters, all living beings between heaven and earth would be able to live forever.

Even so, there are billions of Qi cultivators in this world, and each of them can live for hundreds of years.

The three disasters are like mowing the grass, a harvest occurs every five hundred years, and ninety-nine percent of the grass is sifted out.

Among ten thousand Qi Refiners, only one can survive a disaster; most of them are only one in ten thousand, and all of them suffer from the disaster.

Even the so-called supreme geniuses of the major sects are no exception.

"How did the Master survive the three disasters?" Ji Yuan was curious.

This is also the real purpose of Ji Yuan's coming here this time.

Ji Yuan is not sure at all that he can survive the three disasters now.

"To overcome the three disasters, luck and treasures are both indispensable."

"How do you say that?"

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the inner disciples of the sect lived and managed in a unified manner. But after the previous catastrophe, they were divided into separate peaks. Do you know why?" Ling He asked.

"It is said that it is to gather luck."

"That's right. Because the predecessors who have survived the three disasters in the scriptures have discovered that overcoming the three disasters really has a lot to do with luck."

"Often, a supreme genius like you is invincible and can easily cross borders to fight; but once a disaster occurs, he will die like an ordinary cultivator."

"On the contrary, some people who are ordinary do eventually survive the three disasters. Like me." Ling He smiled bitterly.

His generation produced many geniuses, but he was the least outstanding among them. He had no magic, no supernatural powers, and no magic weapon. He was able to achieve enlightenment entirely because of luck.

As a result, those geniuses died one after another, but he did survive the three disasters.

“Luck is illusory; it definitely exists; this is the most important thing.”

"In addition, treasures are also indispensable."

"When I was young, I was exorcising monsters in the sea. It happened that there was a riot in the Dragon Palace. The sea storm sucked me into the sea eye. In the end, not only did I not die, but I also survived the fire with the help of the true water energy."

"Later, the six sects wanted to open up the wilderness and recruit disciples to join the war. I went too, but was caught by an old demon named Dao Miao. I thought I was doomed."

"As a result, the old demon imprisoned all of us captured disciples in the wind tunnel; the other disciples were torn to pieces by the divine wind, and I fell into the strange abyss, just when the wind disaster struck."

"I didn't expect that where the poisonous snakes were born, there must be an antidote. The abyss of the wind cave, after being washed by the divine wind for ten thousand years, condensed into the wind-stopping spiritual bead. I and several disciples who fell into it swallowed the spiritual bead."

"The last five people in the group all survived the storm."

A look of reminiscence flashed across Linghe Zhenren's eyes.

"What about the lightning disaster?" Ji Yuan listened very carefully.

"Thunderstorms are the strongest disasters, but we were really lucky at that time. It happened that the founder of Xuanming Sect developed a rare treasure, the Heavenly Thunder Pillar. At that time, more than 10,000 people who were about to suffer from thunderstorms went to the Xuanming Sect's cave to try out this rare treasure to overcome the disaster."

"The results are indeed useful. There are still only a hundred people who survived the disaster successfully, and I am one of them."

"Senior Brother is so lucky!!" Ji Yuan exclaimed.

Many times, the founder of a religion, an immortal saint, is elusive, and is actually trying to find a way for his disciples.

Just like a parent, who wants his own child to die? Let alone a disciple who he has worked hard to cultivate and teach and relies on as his successor?
It is said that immortals are one with Tao, immortal, and forget about emotions; but true love is ruthlessness; and great love is the absence of small love.

Like the treasures for overcoming the three disasters; the leaders have tried many times to collect rare treasures from the universe to develop them, but the results were not very good.

In the end, only some treasures were summarized that could increase the probability by 10% or 50%, and that was all.

Like the Tianlei Pillar, which was once held in high hopes by the six religions and cost countless rare treasures, and was personally refined by the founder of the Xuanming Shenxiao sect.

The final increased probability of a lightning disaster is only 10%.

Just like the Xuanming Cold Mist, this treasure is extremely cold and was born in the abyss of heaven; it is a top-notch treasure that the founders of the religions concluded could increase the chance of surviving a fire by 10%.

Once it comes out, it will surely attract scramble from Qi Refiners.

Ji Yuan's Xuanming Cold Mist Bead was formed from the remains of the God and Demon Xuanming, and also contained Xuanming Qi, which was much better than the simple Xuanming Cold Mist. It could increase the chance of surviving a fire by 20%, and could be reused. "Unfortunately, I am not a true disciple of the sect. I have not laid a good foundation, so even if I have cultivated to Tongxuan, I cannot go any further." Linghe Zhenren sighed.

The reason why the true teachings are passed down to the geniuses is that they have inherited magical powers or laid the foundation for longevity.

Only those who have realized the true seeds of supernatural powers are supreme geniuses, just like Qi Lingxu, the Tai Chi Master of the Xuanjun Sect.

As long as one can overcome the three disasters and achieve Tongxuan, the true seeds of supernatural powers will be completely transformed into supernatural powers. There is a chance to practice them into magic weapons and treasures, and truly transcend the mundane world.

Ji Yuan's heart was filled with joy. If he could refine the Samadhi True Fire completely, he would gain another magical power.

By then, you will have mastered [Moving Mountains and Filling Seas], [Calling Wind and Rain], and [Samadhi Fire], and these will be the true seeds of the three magical powers.

Isn't this equivalent to three "prodigies" combined into one?

No wonder he could easily defeat the Tai Chi master of Xuanjun Sect.

However, Tai Chi Zhenren is only a true seed of supernatural powers, and has only a few rudiments of supernatural power.

Once he achieves Tongxuan, the power of his supernatural powers will increase by a hundred or a thousand times, and he will be able to fight against ordinary Taoist masters.

"Before you achieve mastery of the profound arts, you must first receive the true teachings and cultivate the true seeds of supernatural powers. Only then can you truly surpass your peers and soar to the sky."

“If you cannot cultivate supernatural powers, you must at least cultivate the foundation for immortality. Remember, remember.” Ling He was serious.

Ji Yuan nodded, this made sense.

Supernatural powers are the proof of the Tao: like calling the wind and rain, one can prove the Tao of wind, water, etc. This is the fundamental factor that determines one's combat power after achieving the profound understanding of the Tao.

Especially above the mysteries of Taoism, such as Taiyi Immortal and Daluo Immortal, which are eternal enlightenment.

You have no supernatural powers or magic weapons; although you both possess the same Tao, others abuse you like a dog; the difference is as huge as an inconceivable chasm.

Even if one cannot obtain supernatural powers, one must become a true disciple and learn the methods of practicing and building the foundation for longevity.

Each of these six teachings is different; some can cultivate into a golden lamp, some can cultivate into a golden lotus, some can cultivate into a auspicious color, some can cultivate into a thunder cloud, or some can cultivate into a halo behind the head.

Even the ten major lineages within the Xuanwei Sect, which are named for the practice of Ten Thousand Golden Lanterns, have subtle differences; within the auspicious clouds, there are manifested garlands, umbrellas, flower pots, fish drums, precious flags, axes, banners, lotus flowers, conches, pure bottles, golden files, and so on.

Like the founder of the religion, the saint, who had a purple cloud of thirty thousand feet and cultivated ten thousand golden lanterns. One lantern represents the eternal life that cannot be harmed by any Dharma and can last for all eternity.

That is the Dharma image of Qingyun.

Like Linghe Zhenren, although he is well-versed in the mysteries, he does not have the appearance of the immortal Qingyun.

Gods, gods, if you don’t have any appearances, how can you be called an immortal?
"You are good at controlling the wind and have great magical powers. Once you cultivate the Tao, you will be invincible sooner or later. There is no need to seek magical powers anymore. I suggest that if you can advance to the true teachings, you should become a disciple of the Great Evolution Patriarch."

"What do you mean?" Ji Yuan was curious.

"To be honest, I have known the Grandmaster Dayan for a long time. You know that he has great magical powers. The main reason I recommend you to become his disciple is that Dayan does not have that many powerful families."

"You have a clear mind, but you hate evil. If you get together with those rich and powerful people, you will get into trouble sooner or later. As for whether you are willing or not, it depends on you."

Ling He looked at Ji Yuan. He did have a past relationship with Patriarch Dayan, which was why he recommended Ji Yuan to become Patriarch Dayan's disciple in the future.

There is no doubt whether Ji Yuan can be promoted to the true disciple.

After all, he thought that Ji Yuan would be an invincible person sooner or later.

But he also told a little lie.

The ancestor of Dayan is indeed a man of great cultivation; among the ten great lineages, there are many great ancestors of the Yin-Yang lineage, but they are only proficient in numerology and not good at fighting.

Among the Taoist masters, he is in the middle and lower levels in terms of combat power, which is a thousand times lower than the first-rate Taoist masters like Yin Kaishan.

However, Patriarch Dayan is a rare person among the powerful who values ​​feelings. In the cultivation world, he is famous for his openness. He is a humble person and very trustworthy.

Dayan was born in a poor family; he has no family power, so he can only rely on his disciples. He will definitely devote all his efforts to teach them all kinds of tricks and protect them to achieve the profound knowledge of Taoism.

However, precisely because of this, very few large families would send their core children to Dayan Peak.

But Ling He felt that Ji Yuan was an extremely mysterious person and would become a great sage sooner or later, so he did not need any magical powers.

Moreover, Ji Yuan has many secrets; it would not be a good idea for him to become a disciple of powerful people from the great immortal schools such as Yin Kaishan and Zhao Luanyang.

"Will Patriarch Dayan accept me?" Ji Yuan didn't know what Ling He was thinking.

Ji Yuan, the ancestor of Dayan, had seen it before.

His demeanor can still be seen today; Ji Yuan felt that Dayan was an extremely powerful person with great magical powers.

And we know each other; it would be best if I could become his disciple.

"Ancestor Dayan is a great power from the ancient times. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. I heard that he was assigned by the founder of the sect and is also in Zhongzhou. He should be in the mortal world now. I wonder which street or downtown he is in."

"He probably won't live long. He said before that he would attend this Zhenchuan Conference and hoped to accept two more disciples to inherit his Dayan Peak."

"If you can defeat all the geniuses at the True Transmission Conference and rank high, then many ancestors will want to recruit you. You have the right to choose."

"Okay, I'll try my best. Thank you for your guidance, senior brother." Ji Yuan was very grateful.

This also points in a direction.

The True Transmission Conference is approaching; it is said that based on past experience.

There will be activities such as questioning one's conscience in a fantasy world, explaining the meaning of scriptures, competing in martial arts and magic, and counting with sticks to solve several levels.

They test one's character, knowledge reserves, strength, and understanding respectively.

Sometimes one or two levels will be added temporarily.

For example, sitting in meditation on a high platform or lying in a snowy cave tests one's patience and perseverance.

Those who pass all the tests and obtain good rankings will be promoted to the status of true disciples, listed in the Yujing Dharma Canon, and become the true core of the Xuanwei Sect, a seed player in the realm of Tongxuan and Daomiao.

The outer disciples of the Taoist temple are considered minions; the inner disciples are considered cattle and horses, and the elders are in charge of managing the cattle and horses.

All spiritual materials, rare treasures, magical birds, and precious medicines have to be collected by using cattle and horses to complete tasks, and then some merit points are given in exchange for some spells and secret techniques.

But all of the above are in the service of the true teachings.

Once you become a true disciple, you can really do whatever you want in the religion, and you will have a high status in the world.

Spent half a day in the Taoist temple.

Ji Yuan bid farewell to Linghe Zhenren, flew back to Jingzhou, and reunited with Ling Miao and Chen Hai, who was visiting his father. The three of them headed southwest without stopping.

The road was full of flying clouds and mist, and we left the Jingzhou Plain and entered the Xiazhou area with its large rivers and steep mountains.

"Xiazhou is located in the lower reaches of the Lancang River. There are many rivers that flow into the Lancang River, which is hundreds of miles wide. It flows into the East China Sea from Haimen." Lingmiao pointed to the magnificent rivers below and explained to the two.

"There is a Dragon King in the East Sea, whose power far exceeds that of the top Taoist masters. He is almost second only to the founder of the sect. He has cultivated a body that is indestructible and controls all the aquatic creatures in the sea."

"The Lanjiang River also has a Dragon King. He is the Lanjiang Dragon King. He has also achieved a level of cultivation higher than Dao Miao, but he has nothing to do with us."

"Does the dragon clan belong to the demon clan?" Chen Hai asked.

"Not really. After all, the Dragon Clan only has one True Saint. But he is very powerful, a top-notch supreme expert. In terms of power, he is about the same as our Xuanwei Sect, and is far less powerful than the human race."

A true saint is at the level of a religious founder.

There is only one immortal in the dragon clan.

There are six of them in the human race.

The dragon clan follows the path of cultivating to become true dragons; in ancient times, they were the gods and demons that ruled over all races, so they are naturally powerful.

The strongest of the dragon clan is the true dragon in the endless weak water; he is the leader of the scaled and armored water clan among the three ancient clans, the younger brother of the Supreme Zhulong, one of the four generals under Zhulong, and Yinglong who is in charge of the Water Yuan Avenue.

Later, Zhulong was exiled.

The Four Saints of the Water Areas compete for the authority of the Supreme Saint of Water; Yinglong successively defeats Xuanming, who controls the fog; Kuiniu, who controls the thunder; and Tianwu, who controls the wind.

Not only did he seize the four seas, he also seized their authority; he gathered the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning; and gradually gained some of the abilities of big brother Zhulong.

Later, he became a True Saint, also known as [True Dragon] [Dragon Ancestor]. However, many years ago, the eye of the sea erupted and flooded the universe. In order to avoid another flood, the True Dragon moved to the Endless Weak Water to guard the eye of the sea.

Now the four seas are ruled by the four dragon kings, and the four brothers of the Ao family are in charge of the four seas and the rivers, lakes and seas in the sky.

After the true dragon fled to the Endless Weak Water to guard the eye of the sea, the Ao family stole the power and fortune of the four seas for many years; they gradually gained magical powers that were no less than the gods and demons Xuanming and Tianwu in the past, and became the lord of the water clan and the leader of the scaled armor in the universe.

Ao Run, a powerful dragon clan member who used his power to bully the weak and embarrass Ji Yuan during the drought relief in Yunzhou, was a subordinate of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

That little white dragon is naturally also from the Dragon Palace.

After flying across the Lancang River a short distance, they arrived at Wuyang County.

Wuyang County is mostly mountainous, with a vast territory of nearly ten thousand miles; it has more than forty counties, with poor land, sparse population, and many barbarians.

Just as we flew over Wuyang County, the seat of Wuyang Prefecture, we could sense the aura of several cultivators rising from the city.

"I am the governor of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory in Wuyang County. I would like to thank several immortals for visiting Wuyang, which really brings glory to our county. I wonder where you, the seniors, are going?" An old voice was heard in the wind.

There are many demons and strange people in the world.

If the imperial court did not have something, it would not be able to rule the world; the Imperial Observatory was the department of Qigong practitioners; every county and state had an observatory and a department, and the capital had an Imperial Observatory.

Among them are Qi Refiners.

"I wonder if General Hao Zha of Linbo is still alive?" Gu Lingmiao used his magic power to transmit the message from the clouds.

"The old general is still alive; his home is in Linbo. Do you need guidance?"

"That's great." Ji Yuan was delighted to hear that. It would be great if Hao Zha was still alive.

"No need."

Gu Lingmiao knew where Linbo was; she took Ji Yuan and flew around the clouds, and soon they flew thousands of miles and arrived at a small town at the foot of Linbo Mountain.

Before entering the city, a faint aura rose into the sky, which was also the magical power of Xuanwei Sect.

"Is it the senior brother from the sect who has arrived?" The city gate was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. A white-haired old man with a stern and dignified look, wearing brocade clothes, was leading the way to greet people at the city gate.

Qigong practitioners have magical sensitivity, especially those from the same sect. Therefore, even though they were far away, Hao Zha had already sensed Ji Yuan and the others before they arrived.

"Is this Senior Brother Hao? I, Lingmiao (Lingbao) (Lingkun), bow to you." The three of them saluted.

"You're welcome, I'm Hao Zha, and my Buddhist name is Ling Wu. Brothers, please come in." Hao Zha hobbled forward.

"We are all family, why is Senior Brother Hao making such a fuss?"

As they were talking, they arrived at Hao's house.

There were burly soldiers in helmets and armor guarding the door. It was indeed the residence of an old general; it was magnificent and golden, needless to say.

Hao Zha led a few people into the main hall for receiving guests; he also sent people to call his children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, as well as various descendants and relatives, a crowd of thousands of people, to the training ground in front of the hall to pay homage to the immortal master.

"Senior Brother Hao, we are not here to recruit disciples; we just want to come and sit down and ask you some questions. Please don't call me your grandson anymore..." The three of them smiled bitterly.

It would probably take ten days or half a month for all of Hao Zha's children and grandchildren to come and pay their respects.

"Hahaha, well, they're useless anyway. I'm going to die too, so why should I care about what they do?" Hao Zha laughed.

Perhaps because he has been in the army for a long time, his speech is rough, but he is very generous and does not beat around the bush.

Hao Zha governed the Wanshen Crossbow Army in Linbo for a long time, and also suppressed rebellions, the Shanyue Barbarians' insurgency, etc., so he was also very strict in managing his family. In a large family, the children, both male and female, were like a military camp.

All the family members joined the army, so the Shennu Army was also called the Hao Family Generals or the Hao Family Army.

"I heard that ten years ago, the old general took action and killed many evil sorcerers in Xiazhou who were trafficking people and using their magic to control animals. Do you still remember?"

Upon hearing this, Hao Zha twirled his beard and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he recalled, "It was true. The leader of the bandits was a little girl named Tai Ming Xian Niang. She wanted to fight with me at that time."

"How could a mere evil demon know that my military skills are world-renowned? I was armed with a golden hammer weighing hundreds of pounds, and I used a single blow to break her two swords in two."

"Another move of Snowflake Covering the Top. If this girl hadn't been smart, I would have cut her head right off. Even though she dodged quickly, I still smashed her shoulder blade into pieces and made her spit out several mouthfuls of blood. Hahaha..."

Hao Zha probably thought that it was someone sent by the sect to praise his achievements and martial arts, so his face was full of pride when he spoke of it.

Suddenly, the blood and energy in his body became like wolf smoke, rising several feet high.

The young men serving outside the house felt as if they had seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and they all collapsed to the ground in fear.

Even Gu Lingmiao and other Qigong practitioners felt a tightness in their chests and were very uncomfortable.

Such veterans have rich practical experience in battles and killings, and are especially powerful in martial arts and weapons. Ordinary Taoists or ordinary people cannot fight with them at all.

Not to mention that Hao Zha also has magical powers and is well versed in unusual arts.

Knowing that the senior brother wanted to talk about his past glory and brag about his youth, the others did not interrupt him.

"That little Tai Ming girl was injured and wanted to fly away. Before she could fly, I rode the wind and thunder horse given by the late emperor to catch up with her, grabbed her by the shoulder with one hand, and pulled her down."

"This guy still wanted to escape, but the three thousand divine crossbow soldiers under my command mounted their crossbows and pointed their spears at her neck. Hahaha, I captured this guy alive." Hao Zha shook his head, feeling very proud of this.

"The old general is mighty!" Ji Yuan and others quickly praised him.

"What then?"

"Unfortunately, I was too careless at the time and didn't take this guy seriously. I led the army away and let five soldiers suppress her."

"On the way, she pretended to urinate and asked the five of us soldiers to turn around. When they turned around and walked far away and the evil spirit suppressed us, she used the flying stick technique and flew away on her crutch." Hao Zha sighed.

"Does the old general know where she is?"

"How could I not know? This guy has been hiding for a few years and has started to stir up trouble again. Every time I lead the army to rush over, she would cut off the tail of the gecko, and let the remaining bandits who were bewitched by her to leave behind her, so that she could escape."

"I have been chasing her like this for more than ten years. She has wreaked havoc in Xiazhou, Fengzhou, and Jingzhou successively. I have been chasing her for more than ten years. I am really tired of dealing with her."

"You have come at the right time. I am sending the Black Fir Cavalry and the Night Cavalry to hunt down this fellow in Lingdong County, Jingzhou. Once the encirclement is tightened, I will lead the Divine Crossbow Army and the soldiers from the fifty-eight counties to kill him."

"You guys don't leave yet, I'm in need of good men! This time I will definitely wipe out this gang of bandits in one fell swoop, and eliminate all future troubles for Your Majesty before I die!!" Hao Zha's eyes were wide open with anger, and his aura soared into the sky, causing the birds and beasts within dozens of miles to panic.

"Great! It's great that the old general actually has news about this beast. I have another question to ask you, general." Ji Yuan was already overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)