One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 162: God's Descent

The four people surrounded a corpse in silence, shrouded in fog, which seemed particularly strange.

Zhao Fuyun broke the silence and asked, "What language is that Jialan ancient language?"

Wen Yun had just recalled the background of 'Jia Lan' and was waiting for someone to ask him questions.

"The ancient language of Jialan comes from the Jialan Divine Kingdom. In ancient times, the Lord of the Jialan Divine Kingdom was one of the Lords of the Heavens. However, after the war that affected the entire world, Lord Jialan encountered a powerful enemy and had to cut off his connection with this world and disappear in the sky. Therefore, there are almost no legends of the Jialan Divine Kingdom on this land."

Zhao Fuyun had never heard of it. Although there were many books in Tiandu Mountain, they might not be as many as in Lishan Mountain. Tiandu Mountain was actually a young sect after all. Compared with this world, it rose later.

The founder of the sect disappeared after he became a god, and the sect leader in the Nascent Soul stage has rarely been seen either.

In fact, many people don’t even know that there is a deity in Tiandu Mountain. Some people also think that the deity in Tiandu Mountain and the Nascent Soul are all self-boasting and fake.

At this time, people from the other two peaks also came over. Wen Qi brought Li Shiping, and Wen Yi brought Zhong Dingfeng. None of them encountered any enemies.

When the four of them saw the Taoist soldiers on the ground, they all had different expressions.

After seeing this, Zhong Dingfeng didn't care much and said, "A demon beast or a Taoist soldier?"

"They are the Taoist soldiers of the Jialan Divine Kingdom." Wen Yun said.

"What is the Jialan Divine Kingdom? They are just Taoist soldiers, but you all treat them as a powerful enemy?" Zhong Dingfeng said with a somewhat inexplicable smile.

In his opinion, they were just Taoist soldiers, how powerful could they be? There was no need to make everyone feel like they were facing a great enemy.

The Scale Fuzi next to him was annoyed by his indifference and sneered, "Haha, stupid, this is a sign of the start of the Realm War. Once the Realm War begins, all lives will be destroyed."

"Moreover, these Taoist soldiers all have the ability to hunt down and kill Foundation Establishment cultivators." Lin Fuzi said loudly. At this moment, it seemed that the more powerful these Taoist soldiers were, the more he could cover up his previous mistakes.

"Senior Brother Lin Fuzi is right. These Taoist soldiers are indeed extraordinary. You can tell by just looking at this copper stick." Wenxi said.

Zhong Dingfeng took a look at the copper stick on the ground and felt that it was extremely heavy. There were densely packed runes on it. He wanted to pick it up and keep it for himself.

"Even so, you are all true practitioners from high-ranking sects, not unknown casual practitioners. How could you be afraid?" Zhong Dingfeng said.

Among those who were afraid, only Lin Fuzi was afraid. He felt that the other party's words were extremely harsh, and every word was piercing his lungs.

"Humph!"

Seeing that no one said anything, Lin Fuzi could only snort coldly.

At this moment, there seemed to be wind surging in the fog. The light held in Zhao Fuyun's hand flashed, and the light penetrated the fog. The fog opened up, and a man ran out. It was Zhang Tong.

"Zhang Tong, where is your cousin?" Wenxi asked quickly.

"My cousin, he, he was attacked and killed by the winged people who suddenly appeared." Zhang Tong was still in shock, his eyes filled with dazed fear.

"Everyone be careful." Zhao Fuyun said suddenly.

Both Wenxi and Wenyun took Zhao Fuyun's words seriously.

Lin Fuzi also stared into the fog, although he did not sense anything in the fog.

Zhong Dingfeng did not feel any danger. He thought he had a keen sense of perception. He once meditated in the mountains for three years, sensing the beasts, birds, snakes and ants in the mountains in order to train his own sense of perception.

He didn't feel it, but frowned. After a while, he felt a slight fluctuation in the fog, as if a wild beast was approaching step by step in a hunting posture.

Moreover, there was not just one, but more than ten. As for whether there were more beyond the fog, he could not be sure.

Zhang Tong was frightened in his heart, because he knew how powerful these Taoist soldiers were. The runes on their bodies gave them abilities that were no worse than those of foundation-building cultivators.

He couldn't help but move closer to Zhao Fuyun. He felt that the light could give him a greater sense of security.

Seeing that everyone seemed to regard Zhao Fuyun as the backbone, Zhong Dingfeng snorted coldly and said, "He is just a Taoist soldier. I, Zhong Dingfeng, want to see what he is capable of."

He held a lamp in his hand and rushed into the fog. The light emitted from the lamp dispelled the fog in front of him.

Li Shiping gently waved the golden bone fan in his hand and said, "I want to see it too."

As he spoke he also rushed into the fog.

Wenxi wanted to call out to them, but she didn't say a word in the end, because she knew that there were some things and some people that could only be known after seeing them in person.

"Let's go over too." Wenxi said.

Zhao Fuyun didn't say anything, but his actions made his opinion clear.

He just stretched out his hand and picked up the light. A ray of flame was picked up by his fingers and floated in the air, flickering. In a trance, it turned into a firebird and flew into the sky, dispersing the fog.

He raised four flames in succession, which turned into four firebirds and rushed towards the direction where Zhong Dingfeng and Li Shiping were.

Zhao Fuyun and the others followed. The firebird dispersed the fog, and they saw that Zhong Dingfeng and Li Shiping were surrounded by more than a dozen tall Taoist soldiers who looked like orcs.

Moreover, those Taoist soldiers were different from the ones they killed before. Among them, four were holding round shields and swords. They looked shorter, but their bodies seemed more agile and nimble.

Between every two sword and shield soldiers, there is a tall Taoist soldier holding a spear.

Further away, there were two slender Taoist soldiers with golden eyes and a large bow in their hands.

There were ten people in total, seemingly a small team.

To everyone's surprise, Zhong Dingfeng and Li Shiping rushed over but were unable to kill any of them.

This team of ten people has excellent cooperation. The shields in their hands can actually block spells. Their bodies are tough and strong, and ordinary spells cannot cause them fatal damage.

Zhao Fuyun saw that Zhong Dingfeng held a pearl cup in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. From time to time, dazzling light burst out from the pearl cup. Every time this happened, one or two Taoist soldiers would stop in their tracks, as if their bodies were fixed in place by the light, or their souls were fixed.

If it is a one-on-one fight at this time, they can naturally be killed. However, these Taoist soldiers will cooperate with each other. Every time this happens, other Taoist soldiers who have not been immobilized will attack fiercely.

No matter whether Zhong Dingfeng wanted to kill him or Li Shiping used the golden fan to blow out a strong wind, they were unable to kill him effectively.

Zhao Fuyun discovered that the shields on these Taoist soldiers seemed to have the mysterious ability to stabilize the wind, and he was sure that they must be the elite Taoist soldiers on the battlefield.

Legend has it that in the past, when conquering caves, Taoist soldiers were needed, and there were inevitably many large-scale magic spells, such as reversing yin and yang, spreading fog all over the sky to make the Taoist soldiers lose their direction and trap them, or blowing up magic wind to blow the Taoist soldiers away. Therefore, some Taoist soldiers' weapons were fixed with spells that could stabilize the wind, and some Taoist soldiers' eyes could see through illusions.

Or they could be talismans to ward off water, fire, etc.

Suddenly, a golden arrow shot from a distance, and the target was Li Shiping.

The fan in Li Shiping's hand created a strong gust of wind, trying to blow away the arrow. However, the arrow actually had the ability to break the wind, and it went straight through the wind, causing it to dissipate under the arrow.

"Ah!" Wen Qi exclaimed.

At the critical moment, Li Shiping opened his mouth and spit out a golden wind. The arrow instantly turned into dust in the golden wind.

The golden light blew away the arrow light and blew onto a Taoist soldier holding a spear. The Taoist soldier wanted to take the opportunity to rush in and assassinate Li Shiping, but the oncoming golden wind swept across his neck, and the Taoist soldier's head fell off his head in an instant, with blood gushing out.

"Good, Senior Brother Li is awesome." Wen Qi praised.

Lin Fuzi felt uncomfortable after listening to this, and he once again took out the dragon-headed Divine Dispersing Whip. Because the whip had just been hit hard, the magic power attached to it collapsed, thus injuring him.

Now holding it, the spiritual light was a little dim, so he took it back and took out a talisman.

This talisman is his masterpiece, called the Mountain God-Suppressing Talisman.

Get a little understanding of the mountain god's intention, write it on pen, ink, and talisman paper, write the god's name, and increase his Dharma nature and divine power.

This talisman was covered with a layer of ochre-yellow light. When it was taken out, the void seemed to become a little condensed.

He concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, and casually attached his magical thoughts to the talisman paper. He infused his magical thoughts into it and swung it out. The moment the talisman was swung out, it actually dissipated into ten points of ochre light.

Each point fell on a Taoist soldier.

In just a moment, every Taoist soldier was shrouded in an ochre-colored light, and then they all stopped, as if they were suppressed.

Almost in an instant, Li Shiping exhaled sword energy again, and it instantly wrapped around the necks of three people again.

At this moment, Zhong Dingfeng suddenly appeared as three people in the light of his pearl lamp. Each of them held a sword. The figures shuttled back and forth, and every Taoist soldier was separated from his head and body wherever the sword light passed.

In the blink of an eye, all the Taoist soldiers who had surrounded them fell down, leaving only two Taoist soldiers with bows in the distance.

When he looked again, he found that among the two Taoist soldiers holding bows, one had flames burning on his body, and the other was bound by a circular magic weapon.

Zhong Dingfeng's face did not show any joy, but his face flushed, and he said: "Why do I need your help? They are just Taoist soldiers. I can kill them as long as I can see their strengths and weaknesses."

Lin Fuzi said, "By the time you figure out the truth, I'm afraid the other party has already seen through your magic."

Zhao Fuyun ignored him and said to Wenyun: "Ask about this again and see how many people came in and how they came in."

Everyone immediately stopped talking and went with Wen Yun to the bow-wielding Taoist who was practicing physical training. Wen Yun started to ask questions, but the other party did not utter a word.

Not only did he not answer, but his eyes were strangely calm. Although he was lying on the ground, he did not show any fear. Instead, it was as if he was examining everyone.

Suddenly, the light in his eyes became strange, rising like a whirlpool, and Zhao Fuyun felt a strong sense of danger in his heart.

He shook the light in his hand, and a ball of light rose from the lamp and fell towards the soldier, especially on his head.

Zhang Tong saw this scene and became anxious. He asked, "Why did it burn? Aren't you going to take it back for questioning?"

Just as he finished speaking, Wenxi interrupted him and said, "Tao soldiers can all be used as vessels for the gods to descend. The Taoist soldier just now had a cold look in his eyes, so he might have been descended by the god behind him. If we rashly bring him back, we might just lead him there. If we're not careful, someone here might fall under his spell, and that would be a big problem."

Zhang Tong opened his mouth but didn't say anything, but his expression became a little more sad. He thought of his cousin, who was also very loved in the family, but never expected to die in this secret realm of Tianfu.

"The Winged Taoist soldier who killed my cousin before has not appeared, and I don't know where he is hiding." Zhang Tong thought of this and said loudly.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the fog, feeling that there was danger everywhere in the fog.

"What's so scary? I, Zhong Dingfeng, am about to meet him. He can kill Zhang He, but he can't kill me, Zhong Dingfeng." Zhong Dingfeng said loudly: "You guys continue to collect here. There are still a few days before Tianfu opens. I'm going to look for that bird man."

After Zhong Dingfeng finished speaking, he actually walked into the fog holding the precious lamp.

Wen Yi shouted, but when Zhong Dingfeng didn't answer, she immediately followed him.

According to the tradition of Mount Li, when you hire people to protect you while you collect the various resources in the land of abundance, you cannot let others die there. You would rather die there yourself than let the hired people die there.

Seeing this scene, Wenxi became very anxious. There was still danger in the fog, so it would be best for everyone to get together.

"I'll go find them. You guys be careful here, or we'll get defeated one by one." After saying this, Zhao Fuyun chased into the fog with a lantern in hand.

The remaining people looked at each other. They had all felt the power of the soldiers just now, and for a moment, no one wanted to disperse.

"Why don't we just collect here and wait for them?" Wen Yun said.

"That's good. With Junior Brother Zhao here, they should be fine." Wenxi said.

Li Shiping next to him asked, "I wonder where this Brother Zhao comes from."

Li Shiping actually did not see Zhao Fuyun take action. He just saw him take down two Taoist soldiers with bows in a flash, but he could not make out much because it was a matter of timing. After the Taoist soldiers were immobilized, he killed three of them in an instant.

Wenxi looked at Wenyun, who hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, it's not convenient to reveal Junior Brother Zhao's identity right now. If you want to know, you can ask him directly. If he's willing to tell, he'll answer."

"Is it so mysterious?" Zhang Tong said in surprise.

Lin Fuzi was somewhat amazed by Zhao Fuyun's magic. He saw Zhao Fuyun kill the Taoist soldier who had beaten him and forced him to flee.

Those spells were so powerful that they seemed to lift nothing at all, and the treasure-controlling techniques were equally mysterious. Although they were both at the foundation-building stage, the way the other party cast the spells made him feel that he was unfathomable.

Zhao Fuyun chased after him, but not very closely.

He had to give the other party a chance, otherwise, how could a person who could fly find him in this foggy sky?

Sometimes, the prey is mutual.

(End of this chapter)