Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 545 Master Jingchun's Meritorious Service
Accompanying Gu Zhao to Shanzhou this time were Zhuo Qingyan and Li Qingshuang.

Although women and children were not taken to war in ancient times, these two women were clearly not weak ladies; they were much braver than Mulan and Liang Hongyu.

In addition, the headquarters of the Daluo Palace is guarded by Daoist Mingchong and three young men including Yunyang, as well as several highly skilled guardian star officials. There is also a Myriad Spirit Dragon King in the neighboring Pingjiang Prefecture, so it can be said to be foolproof.

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Shanzhou, Yuntian Cliff, Daluo Temple.

"Did Uncle Jingchun and Uncle Yanqi meet with that King of Aconite?" Gu Zhao had just arrived when he heard about this.

Daoist Yanqi said in a deep voice, "That King of Aconite is different from the vengeful ghosts of the Central Plains. I don't know how he cultivated that supernatural power. He was able to refine tens of thousands of resentful thoughts into his head, and he didn't go crazy."

After being described by Daoist Yanqi and Daoist Gaoyue, Gu Zhao roughly understood the abilities of this aconite king.

In terms of cultivation level, it wasn't particularly high, probably around two thousand years but less than three thousand years old. It was not as good as the Ink Dragon of Ink Lake back then, and was only comparable to the Netherfire Cult Master of Yongzhou.

However, he possessed an extraordinary supernatural ability: he could refine the remnants of the souls of tens of thousands of people into his own consciousness. Once activated, this would unleash tens of thousands of different emotional memories as a form of mental attack.

In other words, all the old Taoists practiced Taoist techniques, their minds were as still as water, and their spirits were stable. Otherwise, if they were hit by these tens of thousands of thoughts, their spirits would probably suffer severe damage.

Even so, they were not immune to the effects. Even experienced Taoist priests like Master Jingchun and Master Yanqi, who were among the most powerful, were hesitant and restrained when facing the King of Aconite.

“If our spirits are affected, he can retreat with ease,” said Master Gao Yue. “The first time he didn’t know how powerful we were and was injured by us, he didn’t give us a chance to set up an array after that.”

The most powerful Daoist masters of the Great Luo Palace, such as Daoist Yansong and Daoist Mingyu, are either in the north of Wanling River or in the mountains of the southern border. Daoist Gaoyue and others are slightly weaker and cannot trap the opponent in the first place.

But things changed when Gu Zhao arrived.

As the master of the Great Luo Palace, he is now the number one expert in the Great Luo Palace with a cultivation of over five thousand years and heading straight for six thousand years. Moreover, he is a cultivator of Taoist techniques who can fight beyond his level. A mere two or three thousand years old, the Aconite King, is nothing more than someone who can be easily destroyed.
"Snowballing is so satisfying!" Gu Zhao sometimes couldn't help but exclaim.

As more and more old Taoist priests were brought over, he gained more and more evil energy at an increasingly faster rate. Now, even without deliberately breathing in and out, he was cultivating at almost the maximum capacity of his body.

Moreover, the Five Thunder Token in his sea of ​​consciousness was still radiating the true meaning of thunder from beyond the nine heavens, helping him to refine his soul.

Therefore, Gu Zhao still does not intend to personally deal with the King of Aconite this time. Instead, he leaves most of the evil energy to Daoist Gao Yue and others to help them advance further.

But the problem is...

"Where is he now?" Gu Zhao asked. "We can't just wait for him to continue attacking the disciples of the Great Luo Palace, can we?"

Master Jingchun suddenly spoke up, "He is currently in Zhaoyue Mountain."

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at Master Jingchun.

Master Jingchun smiled and said, "I placed a [Fengdu Far-Catching Talisman] on that guy, but he didn't notice it."

There is a kind of magic in this world that allows one to sense things from a distance.

When Gu Zhao first transmigrated, he encountered the Golden Wind God King, who could remotely sense incense and statues.

Taoist scriptures also contain such spells, although they have limitations such as distance and range, but they are basically the same.

However, this type of spell is not omnipotent. For experts, it is easy to sense it and then dispel it.

Take this aconite king, for example. Even though Master Gao Yue, who came from the Qingwei Sect, implanted a lightning mark into his body, it was incompatible with the yin energy in the other party's body and was easily sensed and expelled by the other party.

But Master Jingchun is different. He practices the Northern Yin Fengdu Method, and in terms of Yin energy alone, his method is even more sinister than that of the King of Aconite.

That day, he and Daoist Yanqi returned to Shanzhou and met with the King of Aconite.

Although the King of Aconite's cultivation was indeed higher than theirs, Daoist Jingchun and Daoist Yanqi were not weak either. Their Daoist Divine Prison Soul Suppression and Five Elements Great Escape techniques were enough to hold off the King of Aconite.

So the King of Aconite used the same trick again, unleashing a Soul Searching Technique. The two old Taoist priests were unable to withstand it and he managed to escape.

However, Master Jingchun took the opportunity to place a Fengdu Far-Away Talisman on him.

This talisman, mixed among the resentment of countless ghosts, was unknowingly and silently placed deep within the consciousness of the Aconite King.

"That King of Aconite didn't notice my talisman," Master Jingchun sneered. "It's clear that either he didn't master this spell, or he went astray." Thus, it's evident that this very power was both his strength and his weakness.

Master Xu Xing chuckled and shook his head. "Refining the remnants of ten thousand ghosts into one's soul neither purifies nor liberates them, nor straightens or organizes them. Instead, it makes the ten thousand ghosts chaotic and bloated. The power is indeed greater, but once it backfires, the result will be death and the annihilation of one's soul."

Gu Zhao chuckled and said, "So, in other words, you could have taken him down even if I hadn't come."

Shanzhou already had Daoist Gaoyue and Daoist Xuxing from Zhenwu Mountain, Daoist Xuning, Daoist Huaiyi, Daoist Taixian, and Daoist Xuanyong from Laoshan Mountain. With the addition of Daoist Jingchun and Daoist Yanqi who came to provide support, they could easily form a Bagua formation to seal off the heavens and the earth.

Although the aconite king is powerful, it absolutely cannot break this formation.

“That’s hard to say. After all, that ghost has nearly three thousand years of cultivation and is very sensitive. If it discovers us and runs away, we may not be able to trap it.” Master Jingchun shook his head.

"In that case, let's set off!"

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Moon Mountain, Crescent Moon Valley.

The King of Aconite is confronting the Lord of the Hidden Moon.

"I have no grudge against you, why have you come to my door?"

“I remember you had a relationship with Madam Huanhua.”

"so what?"

"She was killed by the Great Luo Temple, and you remained indifferent?"

"You're quite the romantic."

"She promised to bring the Wutou Cult to the Central Plains. Since the Daluo Temple destroyed the Huanhua Palace, it must take responsibility for this."

"Then go find them, why are you looking for me?"

"Although Da Luo Temple doesn't have many experts, it has quite a few people. I need you to help me hold off a few of them."

"You're dreaming!"

King Wutou was unaware of the inner workings of the Daluo Palace and thought that the Daluo Temple on Yuntian Cliff in Shanzhou was the only force on the other side. However, Lord Cangyue knew very well that there was an even more terrifying Daluo Palace in the neighboring prefecture.

Although he and Madam Huanhua had some acquaintance, it was definitely not enough for him to die for her.

"That's not up to you," King Wutou sneered. "You're just a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost. Once I subdue your soul, let's see what you can do."

Cangyue Jun's eyes flickered, and before he could speak, auras rose from all eight directions of the valley. The auras were pure, powerful, and upright, as if they were the nemesis of evil spirits.

The King of Aconite's expression changed, and without saying a word, he flew away.

But before he could fly more than three zhang, a giant hand formed in the sky and crashed down.

This giant hand, seemingly small, gathered clouds and energy, but it locked onto the King of Aconite, keeping him within its grasp no matter how he changed position.

"boom!"

The aconite king was blasted down.

The next moment, a young man dressed in green appeared on the cliff top next to Crescent Moon Valley.

At the same time, the eight old Taoist priests quickly took their positions, each wielding their own magic weapons, and set up the Bagua Formation, trapping the aconite king who had already been injured by the giant palm strike.

"Activate the formation!" the old Taoists shouted in unison. The Bagua Formation sealed off the heavens and earth, and then bolts of lightning, clouds and smoke, sword energy, divine prison, and divine light suddenly arrived.

Immediately afterwards, Cangyuejun's pleading voice came from within the formation, "Wait! I'm innocent!"

(End of this chapter)