Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 267 Wudang Wang Ye, met the bad commander! (Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please recommend!)
"Ziwei hunts in the north, two dragons meet!"

Yuan Tiangang looked at the faint starlight in the sky and couldn't help muttering to himself, "Maybe there will be changes!"

At the same time, Yuan Tiangang was secretly regretting in his heart that if he had not been so impatient, he would have forgotten the saying that blindly following the will of heaven would actually bring about the sign of heaven.

Otherwise, how could something unexpected happen to the Longquan Sword!
Moreover, he had just set up a trap for Li Xingyu, which could be said to have broken the original agreement in a sense. Now that the two dragons were meeting, no one could predict what would happen.

There is no guarantee that Li Xingyu’s mind will change.

By then, something might happen to Li Xingyun!

Yuan Tiangang raised his head and looked to the north, thinking to himself: "It seems that I have to go to Youzhou!"

Yuan Tiangang took a step forward and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters away.

One day later, somewhere in the mountains.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the scene around him and couldn't help but stop. If he remembered correctly, he had been to this place once before.

"Is it a clever device?"

"Or... a formation?"

Yuan Tiangang glanced around. In his perception, this world seemed like an invisible cage that seemed to trap him inside.

What surprised him was that he could not figure out what method had caused this.

Yuan Tiangang looked at everything around him and closed his eyes. He could only hear the silence of all things and the faint sound of air flowing.

Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang opened his eyes, aimed in one direction, and rushed forward with all his might. He was moving so fast that his figure looked like a ghost.

But after a moment, he returned to the same point. He stopped, but there was no panic in his deep eyes. Instead, he said in a low voice:
"Interesting, are you going to treat me like a bird in a cage?"

Yuan Tiangang stood with his hands behind his back, then snorted coldly and said, "But if you want to trap me with this, you're still far from it!"

He mobilized the Tiangang Jue internal force as deep as the abyss of the ocean in his hands, and then slammed it to the ground suddenly. Since he couldn't see what kind of method it was, he simply ignored it and broke all the methods with one force!

The vast internal force of the Tiangang Jue, mixed with dirt, sand and gravel, formed air waves that spread dozens of feet around, constantly impacting the surrounding scenery.

However, those scenes became illusory and disappeared at the moment they collided with the internal force of Tiangang Jue. Only a young Taoist priest who was making hand gestures was left standing not far from Yuan Tiangang.

"Humph, are you teasing me?"

Wang Ye stopped the magic he was performing, scratched his messy hair, sighed lazily and said, "Well, okay, I knew I couldn't trap you, and we still have to fight in the end!"

"It is said that you are good at predicting the weather, that is, you can tell good or bad luck by the sound and direction of the wind, and it has been proven time and again. You almost got rushed out before, and you managed to stay on the path with a narrow escape."

"I didn't expect that in the end you would just..."

"Hey, don't tell me!"

Wang Ye sighed dejectedly, facing such an old monster with profound internal strength, no matter how exquisite and mysterious the mirage Wang Ye had just created with a variety of strange techniques was, what could he do if the other party was so powerful that bricks could fly away?
In the original world, this was how I faced the old Heavenly Master, and it is still the same now that I have come to this world.

Wasn't I just a little too bold before and wanted to stop the old Taoist priest, but that black-hearted Tiangong ended up sending me to stop Yuan Tiangang.

what's going on?

It seems that my salary is too expensive, and the people I fight with are all top-notch people.

Yuan Tiangang looked at Wang Ye's dark blue Taoist robe. Although it was a bit out of place, he could still tell that he was a Taoist priest. So, he asked in a surprised tone, "A Taoist priest?"

You know, Yuan Tiangang himself is also a Taoist. As a Taoist ancestor who has lived for three hundred years, he naturally knows the strength of various Taoist sects in the Central Plains today.

Although it is far inferior to the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, it should not be underestimated. After all, Taoism, as a local sect, has been rooted in the land of China for thousands of years. Only by understanding it more deeply can we know how profound its foundation is.

Apart from anything else, the recipe for Yuan Tiangang's elixir of immortality also came from Taoist classics.

"What about the method just now...?"

"The method of Qimen, the art of Dunjia!" Wang Ye shrugged and said frankly: "It's just that it should be different from the Qimen Dunjia you know."

Then, Yuan Tiangang suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. It's just that you don't practice in the mountains, but instead interfere in worldly affairs. Little Taoist, where do you come from? Who is your master?"

"Master...?"

Wang hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but think of Taoist Master Yunlong, who urged him to practice martial arts every day and scolded him for being lazy. The corners of his mouth twitched immediately.

Wang Ye sighed, bowed and said, "Wang Ye of Wudang, I greet Commander Buliang, my master... er, Yunlong!"

"Wudang?"

Yuan Tiangang frowned, as if thinking of something: "The ninth of the seventy-two blessed places, if I remember correctly, during the reign of Emperor Taizong, Yao Jian, the governor of Wudang, was summoned to Wudang Mountain to pray for rain and the Five Dragons Temple was built."

"You said your master is Yunlong, could it be from this lineage?"

"But, Yunlong?"

Yuan Tiangang shook his head: "I haven't heard of him, I think he should be a junior!"

Yuan Tiangang is indeed a top-level figure. The Bad Leader has been in control of all kinds of information for three hundred years, and even knows everything about the Taizong period.

Then, he looked at Wang Ye, with a hint of appreciation and joy in his eyes.

Wang Ye couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this. Although he wanted to explain, he thought it was better to keep silent. He secretly apologized in his heart: "My ancestors and Master, I didn't change my sect. It was he who said that. It has nothing to do with me!"

Just when Wang Ye was lost in thought, he heard Yuan Tiangang say, "Since we are both from the same sect, I will not hold you responsible for blocking the way. However, haha!"

"Since you have the power of magic, why don't you work for me?"

Wang Ye shook his head and said, "Please forgive my rudeness, bad commander, this road is blocked!"

"Oh, so you are determined to stop me?"

Wang nodded, looking helpless: "Little Taoist priest, I also have orders to obey, I dare not disobey!"

"So, please stay here and play with me!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Ye's lazy expression suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became sharp and focused. He took a deep breath, took the initiative to attack, stepped on the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "Kun word - Tuheche!"

In an instant, the surrounding land seemed to turn into a river, with mud, sand and gravel rolling continuously as if they had life, gathering into the shape of an earth-yellow dragon.

Wang Ye stepped on the dragon head and rushed towards Yuan Tiangang with great momentum, as if he wanted to swallow Yuan Tiangang.

(End of this chapter)