The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 140 We've Come to Deliver Treasure

Lord of Mount Tai?

The expressions on the faces of the Four Sacred Mountains Gods were all frozen. Even a monster like General Flying Eagle had vaguely heard about the battle in which the Lord of Mount Tai was born. The Four Sacred Mountains Gods, especially those from Mount Hua who were not too far from the battlefield, naturally knew about it as well.

The Mountain God of Mount Tai gripped his weapon and whispered, "...The battlefield is far from here. He arrived even faster than us. Could it really be the Lord of Mount Tai?"

Taishan Fujun, the most ancient mountain god.

If Mount Buzhou is the peak of the mountain gods in the ancient times...

Then the next generation will be a contest between the Lord of Mount Tai and Mount Kunlun.

The four mountain gods were all born with divine nature around a thousand years ago, and even those who were granted titles and elevated to the status of a new generation of mountain gods were only about a hundred years old. Facing these ancient beings, they naturally felt apprehensive. They looked at each other and then rode the earth's veins into their caves.

Upon entering the cave, one sees a demon with a cultivation level of approximately rank five, whose Taoist skills are not shallow, kowtowing repeatedly. One sees the young Taoist on the divine throne and the knife in the latter's hand.

The eye of the Zhongyue Mountain God twitched.

This knife has a style reminiscent of ancient times.

Zhou Yan sat on the altar, looking at the four mountain gods before him. These four mountain gods dared not gamble on whether the young man before them was truly the Lord of Mount Tai, or a being created by the madman Li Longji. Under such circumstances, they had no choice but to step forward and pay their respects.

He revealed his identity and then sized up the "Lord of Mount Tai".

The God of Mount Tai laughed and said, "We were a little disappointed that the Lord of Mount Tai had not returned for so long and that this precious land of Mount Tai had been occupied by these demons and evil spirits. So we came here to clean it up, but we did not expect to meet the Lord of Mount Tai."

Zhou Yan looked at the four figures before him, one hand on the hilt of his sword, the other supporting his chin, and said:

"You've all come for the fragments of the Dao Fruit of Lord Taishan, haven't you?"

One sentence put the matter directly into the open.

!!!

The four mountain gods reacted instinctively. The Western Mountain God held a spear, the Northern Mountain God pressed his palm, the Southern Mountain God's whisk moved slightly, and the Central Mountain God's expression became slightly solemn. They looked at the young Taoist priest in front of them, their hearts filled with extreme surprise and uncertainty.

Zhou Yan also learned the reason why Mount Tai had called him here.

After the Taishan Gongdao Fruit collapsed, the four mountain gods didn't go to deal with the mess at the Wofo Temple, but instead rushed to Taishan. What was their purpose? It's really hard to guess.

However, it was only for the sake of Mount Tai's prestigious title as the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains.

This seemed to shake the very foundation of Mount Tai itself. Mount Tai directly summoned Zhou Yan, who had a strong connection with it, bringing his soul with him. It was just a pity, a pity...

Zhou Yan thought to himself, "What you summoned is not the Lord of Mount Tai, who is above the first-rank Duke of Mount Tai, but an eighth-rank Xuan official Zhen Rong who has lost his Dao Fruit and rank and whose magical power is still weak."

I'm only an eighth-rank official!

Eighth grade!

The Four Mountain Gods seem to be on the same level as the Azure Netherworld Master. It seems that not only are powerful demons eyeing this Dao Fruit, but the so-called righteous path is also envious.

However, now is the time to be bold.

Being timid and hesitant will prevent you from getting anything done.

Zhou Yan, with his characteristic boldness, flipped the table and laid out the problem, leaving the four mountain gods at a loss. They looked at each other, and the Central Mountain God said, "...Lord of Mount Tai, why do you say that?"

Why is that?

Zhou Yan's hand rested calmly on the hilt of the sword. The Earth Soul Heavenly Inclined was now connected to the Mount Tai mountain range. Zhou Yan murmured to himself, "If Mount Tai really wants my help, then please lend me some."

As an eighth-rank official, it already takes a lot of courage for me to sit here.

The earth and sky seemed to tilt and groan softly.

As expected, it was Mount Tai itself that summoned Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan gripped the hilt of his sword, feeling his soul connected to the Mount Tai mountain range and its earth veins. His magical power was briefly replenished, and he exhaled.

With a slight shift of his mind, he activated the jade talisman—

Golden ripples instantly spread from the young Taoist's eyes, converging the divinity of Buddha, the weight of the earth's veins, and the mastery of humanity. Countless chants and hymns seemed to resonate within his heart, transforming into whispers.

【Great Supernatural Powers - The Dharma Image of the Eight-Armed, Seven-Syllable Buddha】.

Faced with the questioning of the Lord of Mount Tai, the Four Mountain Gods felt a slight urge to test their skills. After all, they were beings who had cultivated to the pinnacle of human cultivation and had been granted titles. In their own dojos, they were immortals and gods.

If one's heart were not as lofty as a mountain, or as sharp as metal, how could one have reached this point?

The most ancient mountain god, a supreme figure who controls the earth's veins and the balance of Yin and Yang.

Lord of Mount Tai.

Ultimately, we have to try our methods!

Just as such a thought crossed their minds, they suddenly sensed something was wrong. The spear in Xiyue's hand hummed slightly, and Zhongyue's pupils contracted violently. As one of the Five Sacred Mountains Gods, they also sensed the earth's anger and the surging of the earth's veins.

Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak, does not welcome them.

This kind of anger is normally imperceptible, but based on the connection between the Earth Spirit and the Taishan Earth Vein, it is clearly manifested. In this anger that comes from the instinct of the earth and mountains, the Earth Spirit roars fiercely, turning into the sound of a blade.

The roaring sound transformed into tides and ripples, suddenly expanding outwards.

The wrath of Mount Tai!
The four mountain gods were pushed back half a step by the ripples.

With just this one move, his momentum was completely dissipated.

They looked up abruptly and saw the young Taoist priest sitting on the altar with his sideburns slightly raised.

His pupils shimmered with a faint golden hue.

At the same time, wisps of golden light emanated from the young Taoist, like the reversed radiance of celestial stars, and began to rise into the sky. The original Buddhist aura of this light was mixed with the earth's energy, and in the end, the earth energy of Mount Tai prevailed.

Behind Zhou Yan, wisps of golden light converged.

It transformed into a gigantic figure, dressed in black robes, with a jade belt around its waist, black hair hanging down its back, and its eyes rippling with fine waves, like a mountain. The characteristics of the eight-armed, seven-headed Buddha Dharma form were diluted and mixed by the earth's energy of Mount Tai.

The Buddha-nature is in harmony with the earth's veins.

What remains is only the most fundamental existence of this great supernatural power.

The highest grade, the methods of immortals and gods!

An extraordinary pressure calmly dissipated, forcing the Four Mountain Gods to circulate their magic to resist. Before even drawing their swords, a single glance was enough to reveal their unparalleled divine abilities.

The intelligence was incorrect; the rank of the Lord of Mount Tai is true!

The Mountain God of Zhongyue heard the clear, melodious sound of a sword ringing in his ears and watched as the Earth and Sky seemed to grow larger. He then saw the 'true form' behind the young Taoist and stretched out his arm.

They seized the essence of the earth and the collapse of the heavens.

As they watched, the drought demon fire slowly ignited on the horizontal blade formed by the mountain.

Having witnessed a devastating drought before, Zhongyue's expression changed. He finally realized the gravity of the situation. Even if the Dao Fruit of Mount Tai collapsed, they wouldn't dare to fight the Lord of Mount Tai within its walls. So, his tone quickened slightly as he said:
"We are not here for the Dao Fruit, but because we heard of the return of Lord Taishan and know that he possesses a sword forged from an entire mountain. We have come here to present him with a gift!"

The Heavenly King of Mount Heng said, "That's absolutely right, that's absolutely right."

Zhou Yan's magical power was exhausted. Even with the support of the earth's veins, the pressure of using immortal techniques was immense. The Dharma image behind him slowly dissipated into streams of light. He was so tired that his soul was about to fall apart, and his smile naturally carried a hint of languor.

"Oh? What is it?"

The mountain god of Mount Song, Zhongyue, let out a slight breath. With a flash of light, the old man produced a set of breastplates. He had not come to deliver treasures at all; what he carried with him were undoubtedly his own most precious treasures.

It hurts!

My hands were trembling as I held the baby.

But now, there's no other way. Either he breaks ties with the Lord of Mount Tai at Mount Tai, or he temporarily bleeds and endures it. He vaguely sensed something was wrong with the Lord of Mount Tai, guessing he wasn't in good condition, but he wasn't sure. He could only manage a weak reply:

"We four have heard that the Lord's weapon is powerful, but we are not wearing any armor to see him off."

"Your Excellency is the head of the Five Sacred Mountains. It is not appropriate for you to have weapons but not armor. Look at this armor. It is formed from the earth veins of the Central Plains of Mount Song and has been fused with a corner of the Shennong Cauldron. Please take a look, Your Excellency."

But on the armor, one could see faint mountain patterns, flickering intermittently.

Across ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, the spirit of a thousand peaks converges in the middle stream.

A white deer carrying a lingzhi mushroom protects the Purple Palace; the battle continues as long as the earth's veins remain intact.

The Mountain God of Nanyue presented a battle robe, woven from the heavenly fire threads from the summit of Zhurong Peak, and with the true form of the Vermilion Bird depicted by Wen Heng's brush. The robe was dark red all over, but it did not have a sinister feel. Instead, it was protected by surging and magnificent flames.

Crimson ink swirls and burns away the miasma, while starlight and flowing fire illuminate the dark river.

The light of wisdom protects the true spirit, and all illusions are scattered like dust by the wind.

The mountain god of Mount Hua stared at the Lord of Mount Tai, estimating that he couldn't defeat him at the Lord of Mount Tai's sacred site, and took out something as well.

He cleaved open the Sky-Piercing Peak, took the core stone marrow as the embryo, and tempered the Taihua Divine Edge nine thousand times to forge the Beast-Swallowing Shoulder Armor. The two shoulders are covered with ferocious beast heads swallowing the shoulders, and the beast mouth holds a golden-patterned black chain, the end of the chain disappearing into the void.

It swallows a blue dragon on the left and devours a tiger on the right; a golden chain pierces the sky and tears open the heavens.

Locked in chains by countless calamities, the souls of gods and demons wither and decay.

The Northern Mountain God's cheek twitched. His family had the least resources, but seeing the calm gaze of the Lord of Mount Tai and the stares of the other three mountain gods, he still stingily took out a set of greaves and boots.

It was a treasure he forged by carving through the icy abyss, extracting the essence of the mysterious ice, and combining it with the scales of the mysterious tortoise.

The only one of its kind.

Frosty traces freeze the nine netherworlds with every step; the tortoise and snake coil their shadows, locking the void.

One step freezes the weak water waves, and one's body departs into the void.

The four treasures shimmered with light, and Zhou Yan could see that the four mountain gods were gripping them tightly, their fingers turning white, unwilling to relinquish them. However, the Central Peak Mountain God still transmitted his voice to the other three, saying:

"Fellow Daoists, please bear with us for now..."

“This Lord of Mount Tai has divine powers, but I feel that his true form seems rather weak. It seems that he is not the real legend, but a newly born god, just like us, a new generation of the Five Sacred Mountains Gods.”

"After all, this is Mount Tai. When we come here, the spiritual energy of Mount Tai itself repels us."

"It wouldn't be good to have a conflict with him here."

The four mountain gods, with patience, sealed the treasure and said, "It is offered to the venerable god."

The current generation of the Zhongyue Mountain God said, "What a treasure! What a treasure! Why don't you wear them all and try them out, Lord Zhou?" With a flick of his sleeve, the four treasures transformed into balls of light and rushed towards Zhou Yan.

Such treasures possess an impactful energy.

The souls of mortals dissipate with a single surge.

Zhou Yan felt the pressure on his own body, and his brow throbbed with pain. Looking at the seemingly kind old man, his mind stirred slightly. Even with the [Tai] character jade talisman, he could hardly resist the stream of light formed by these four treasures. If he were to activate the Buddha form, he would inevitably reveal his weakness.

Those who are highly accomplished in their spiritual practice also have many thoughts.

The young Taoist closed his eyes.

Grasping the Earth's Essence and Heaven's Collapse, the Earth's Vein Energy surges forth, and the Earth Vein Energy of Mount Tai actively protects it.

With a loud boom, the four treasures scattered within three feet of Zhou Yan, creating a shockwave that swept across the entire cave. The young lord opened his eyes, and the treasures transformed into streams of light, landing on Zhou Yan.

He immediately sensed that his current soul was not strong enough to support these four treasures. Only by holding the Earth Soul Heaven-Shattering Sword in his right hand, which was connected to the earth veins of Mount Tai, could his soul not be directly crushed by these four treasures.

The earth's veins within the Mount Tai mountain range were fully supporting him at this moment.

Zhou Yan pressed his right hand on the Earth Soul Heaven's Collapse and his left hand calmly on the armrest of the divine throne, finally stabilizing himself. He felt the pressure of the Four Mountain Gods' struggle for the Great Dao, and the pressure of being crushed to death if he had no means. A hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

But outsiders didn't know that they only saw the young lord sitting there calmly.

His sideburns were slightly tossed, and his armor was both simple and imposing. His breastplate was decorated with the Five Sacred Mountains and a thousand peaks, his left shoulder had a dragon's head roaring, and his right shoulder had a tiger's claws. He had a jade belt around his waist, black war boots, and a brocade red fire-patterned battle robe.

The power of Mount Tai transformed into a jade crown, binding up the loose black hair.

His right hand rested on a knife, exuding an air of noble grandeur and murderous intent.

He is the Lord of Mount Tai, the symbol of war and conquest.

The old land and the mountain-bearing king were stunned.

The four mountain gods, though wary, had no choice but to pay their respects.

Zhou Yan understood that the purpose of these four beings was to exploit the extinct descendants of Mount Tai. Therefore, Mount Tai asked him for help, which was clearly a robbery, yet they still tested, attacked, and plotted against him several times.

Although he felt the armor was incredibly heavy, a sense of arrogance rose in his chest. Instead of showing weakness, he exuded a fierce and contemptuous aura. His right hand was on the sword, using the Earth Soul and Heavenly Inclination to connect with the earth's veins to support himself, while his left hand was outstretched.

The Lord of Mount Tai, one of the four mountain gods, gazes at each other.

The prefect's lips curled into a smile, and he said:
"Gentlemen, please dispense with the formalities."

(End of this chapter)