The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 163 Not to kill the mountain god, but to deal with a mountain spirit and stone ghost (Two extra chapters, please vote for monthly tickets)
Zhou Yan and Ao Xuantao both watched as the image of Yuntai Peak in the sky collapsed.

Both the man and the dragon sensed the gravity of the situation.

That represents the sorrow of the Western Mountain's earth veins, and it represents the fall of a pivotal deity in the Western Mountain True Lord pantheon. The Western Mountain pantheon will inevitably react in some way.

The first to be affected was the noble weighing official who was currently on Louguan Road.

That peacock with extraordinary origins.

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand, and the Mountain God's Edict, which had transformed into purple energy and had golden patterns on it, flew into Zhou Yan's hand. The Mountain God's Edict had a physical form and could be considered a treasure, representing the bestowal of the authority over the earth's veins.

The treasures and time required to forge a Mountain God's Edict from scratch are astonishing, a testament to profound knowledge and resources.

Now, this treasure, passed down through generations of the Xiyue Zhenjun lineage, has become Zhou Yan's. The patterns and names on it have disappeared and vanished, turning into blank space. It is entirely purple with hidden gold patterns, in the style of the Taishan lineage.

Zhou Yan seemed to understand why the Four Sacred Mountains True Lords valued the title of Supreme of the Five Sacred Mountains so much.

"Directly confer imperial decrees and remove the gods of the Five Sacred Mountains from their positions."

"How domineering!"

"Is this the change that occurred after absorbing the [Taishan Fairness Fruit] held by the Giant Spirit? It's not an increase in cultivation or Dao level, but a direct evolution of authority."

The original six Dao Fruits had been shattered by Zhou Yan.

The other mountain gods obtained fragments of the Mount Tai Fair Fruit, which they could most likely only use as spiritual objects to improve their cultivation, increase their magical power and Taoist cultivation. Zhou Yan directly derived authority, while the others had their values ​​increased. Zhou Yan directly added a new mechanism to his side.

Ao Xuantao was somewhat shaken and asked, "My lord, what should we do?"

"With such a commotion, the noble official in charge of weighing scales on the side of True Lord Xiyue will surely not have seen it and will have to hide. I can use the power of water and clouds to conceal my aura."

Zhou Yan cupped his hand and collected the blank Mountain God Edict. With this, if they returned to the area covered by the Taishan ley lines, they only needed a blank spiritual being to directly confer the title of Mountain God, and it wouldn't be just an empty title.

It is a mountain god with real authority, able to connect with the earth's veins, and possessing supernatural powers!

The deity associated with Mount Tai.

He looked up at the sky, where the first light of dawn was about to appear, and said, "It can't be hidden... No matter what the reason, the giant spirit will die in the mountain stream near Zhongnan Mountain, where Louguan Dao is located, and recently, only we and this giant spirit will have a conflict and fight."

Ao Xuantao was aware of this as well.

After a moment of silence, the Lord of the Jing River said, "However, without evidence, even the Noble Scale Officer cannot take action by force."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "I've already dealt with him once."

"It was transformed from one of the nine heads of the Kaiming Beast, the guardian deity of Kunlun Mountain, and is also the left and right assistants of the Western Peak. Do you think that arrogant peacock bird would be someone who values ​​evidence?"

"It can't be hidden."

"The Louguan Dao is already caught in a whirlpool of storms because of the Kunlun Jade Disc. If we hide, will this noble official take this opportunity to make a big fuss? At that time, the various mountain gods who are pursuing the lost treasure and the four Daoist sects who are thirsting for the Tao Te Ching will certainly not sit idly by and watch the show."

"Whether it's Uncle Shen or Bihen, they both need a stable environment to recover. If they hide, they will be discovered sooner or later, which will also destabilize the Louguan Sect and implicate the sect."

There is another reason.

Zhou Yan thought to himself that he had too many secrets, and there was more than one secret that could attract a storm. Compared to that, killing the Giant Spirit General because of personal grudges was the least serious one.

The other two are the Kunlun Jade Disc and the Imperial Seal, and the identity of the Lord of Mount Tai.

These are things that absolutely must not be known to anyone.

Various thoughts swirled in Zhou Yan's mind. Ao Xuantao said:

"What does my lord intend to do?"

Zhou Yan said slowly:
"Does Elder Ao know where, amidst the storm, there is actually a safe place?"

"It's right in the center of the storm."

Zhou Yan looked at the fallen giant spirit general, his eyes flashing, which finally turned into a sharp and heroic expression. His whole demeanor became more relaxed. In the eyes of Ao Xuantao, an observer, the temperament of this young Taoist was faintly the same as that of Li Sanlang who had returned to his original intention.

That is the heroic spirit and ambition to turn the world into waves with one's own body.

No matter how much these two people don't get along, or how much they fight each other.

However, in Ao Xuantao's eyes, the person who had the greatest influence on Zhou Yan was Li Longji.

Zhou Yan's youthful vigor transformed Li Longji back into Li Sanlang, and Li Sanlang's teachings and example gave Zhou Yan a broad perspective and a grand vision.

Zhou Yan then said, "Elder Ao, take these two treasures with you first."

"Then, bring your water elemental power and prepare beside me."

Ao Xuantao accepted the order.

First, he took away the stone lotus magic weapon of the Giant Spirit General, then transformed into a dragon and dived into the water to retrieve the three-pointed double-edged sword transformed from the golden soul of Mount Hua. Zhou Yan looked at the dead Giant Spirit General, his eyes filled with fear of the storm, but also with a fierce sense of heroism.

He made a fist.

Come on!

………………

Taoist morning prayers actually start very early.

The ceremony would begin before dawn, a routine most of the Louguan Taoists were already accustomed to. Jing'an and Jingxu, being young, were the Taoists who received visitors from outside the Louguan sect.

Louguan Taoism contains the lineages of almost all Taoist schools in the world.

There is also the Tao Te Ching, which was passed down from the founder of the Taoist school.

Therefore, visitors to this mountain gate come in an endless stream, all year round. On the surface, they say they want to trace their roots and explore the Tao, but in reality, aren't they all after that one top-tier treasure in the Taoist sect?

Most of these Taoist disciples would find fault with Louguan Taoism.

This morning, I quietly performed my morning prayers. After washing up, I went to greet the visiting Taoist priests, but I overheard a lot of gossip, such as how the founder of Louguan Taoism was beaten to a pulp, or how a certain master of Louguan Taoism was dealt with by the Giant Spirit General, which showed that Louguan Taoism was nothing special.

At first, I was quiet and calm, and I could endure it.

Faced with provocation, he smiled but did not answer, refute, or retaliate.

However, they were still young and in the early stages of their Taoist practice. Their anger gradually built up, and no matter how much they chanted the Heart-Clearing Mantra, it was useless. Many of their words were spoken with a smile by those old Taoists, but they were sarcastic and unsettling.

Jing'an was so angry that she secretly shed tears, while Jingxu was extremely annoyed, the veins on her palms bulging as she gripped the broom, wishing she could sweep those guys out the door.

"Eat our food, wear our clothes, use our products!"

"They also want our ancestral heirlooms!"

"They're still slandering us. I don't care anymore. Even if I have to kneel and burn incense at the ancestral hall tonight, I'm going to demand an explanation!"

Jingxu, with a clear and bright face, angrily rolled up her sleeves. Jing'an, on the other hand, grabbed Jingxu's sleeve with two large tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't go, they're guests."

Jingxu said, "What kind of guest! Louguan Dao has no such guest! He's clearly a thief, but he's been dragged down by that title of the leader of all Daoist sects! He's obviously using us as a shield and a sucker!"

Jingxu's cultivation level was higher, and he followed the Taoist lineage that absorbed part of the Heavenly Human Lineage. He was not a Xuantan (mysterious altar) but a protector of the path. Jing'an, on the other hand, followed the traditional Taoist Xuantan lineage and was no match for his angry senior brother.

They were pulled outside to seek justice from those so-called guests.

Before long, a commotion broke out. Those so-called guests, who originally came for the original copy of the Tao Te Ching in Louguan Temple, had malicious intentions. Naturally, they were not polite when they spoke, and they even planned to deliberately create conflict and muddy the waters so that they could make their move.

Jingxu still retained some composure and restrained himself, saying, "Esteemed seniors and fellow Daoists, we respect you as guests and have treated you with great hospitality. However, what you just said insulted our Louguan Patriarch and denigrated our Daoist lineage. What is the meaning of this?"

The Taoist priests were enjoying the scenery in the courtyard. The white-haired old Taoist stroked his beard and said slowly:
"Oh dear, young friend, don't be impatient, don't be impatient."

“We are not trying to insult you, but are genuinely concerned! We have heard that your sect’s founder had some misunderstanding with that giant spirit general. We are also worried that your sect’s younger disciples may not understand the situation and follow his example, taking a wrong turn and going astray on their path.”

The middle-aged Taoist priest in a dark robe said, "That's right, young friend, you're mistaken! We were just chatting about Taoist matters, how could it be considered disparaging? Does your sect not even tolerate such a fact?"

"Or is it that even your own disciples are reluctant to discuss matters concerning your sect's founder?"

"Heh, after all, he is the leader of the Taoist sect."

"You can only praise, not criticize, right?"

A young man next to him laughed: "That's right, that's right. Senior Brother Jingxu, the most important thing for a cultivator is a peaceful state of mind. Look at you, you get red-faced and roll up your sleeves and clench your fists over a few idle words. Where is the demeanor of a disciple who protects the Dao? You're more like a brute from the marketplace."

"No wonder... um..."

He looked around the building, his smile clearly implying, "You are still the leaders?"

Jingxu's anger surged, and Jing'an pulled him back. The group of cultivators were happy to see the reputation of Louguan Dao tarnished. This kind of thing had happened to some extent in Louguan Dao before, but today it was particularly intense. Looking at the smug faces on these people's faces, Jingxu wished he could pick up a broom and sweep them out the door.

But at this moment, Jing'an froze, and suddenly said:
"Why, why has it suddenly become so quiet?"

The old Taoist priest was about to say something, but he noticed the change in Qi even later than Jing'an.

Yes, it's quiet now.

From the entrance of Louguandao, everything fell silent. It was not just quiet, but deathly still. A sense of terror spread like an invisible monster. The sounds of arguments, conversations, and chanting that had been there vanished.

There were footsteps, neither hurried nor slow.

There was a dragging sound accompanying it.

The disciples at the mountain gate were pale with fear. Jing'an and the others walked out of the courtyard and saw a scene in the distance: the Louguan Taoist mountain gate stood majestically, with couplets on both sides, exuding a very powerful aura.

【Auspicious purple clouds rise from the east for thirty thousand miles, and five thousand words are spoken upon first crossing the Hangu Pass】.

[The green ox travels west through countless eons, while Louguan forever hangs as a grotto-heaven.]

Above the central plaque are the four large characters: 【太上楼观】!
And beneath the plaque of Taishanglouguan.

A young Taoist priest walked slowly, wearing a dark blue Taoist cloak embroidered with the Big Dipper in silver thread, adorned with a gold ring and wooden hairpin. His sleeves were rolled up, and his temples were slightly gray. He strolled leisurely, holding a burly man in his right hand.

The giant man was tall and had a faint aura, as if he had disappeared. However, everyone who knew about the commotion last night recognized him as the Giant Spirit General, the chief mountain god of Yuntai Peak, one of the three divisions and nine camps under the command of the True Lord of the Western Peak.

Arrogant and domineering, he has been showing off his power in Louguandao for some time now.

He's as if he's dead right now?!

No, they have been wiped out!
Zhou Yan has come this far step by step.

The gazes of the three Taoist priests, old, middle-aged, and young, standing beside Jingxu froze.

Jingxu and Jing'an looked at the young Taoist priest whose robe was stained with blood and whose aura was stern and fierce. The previous rumors that their sect had been humiliated, the founder of Louguan Taoism had been oppressed, and the reputation of Louguan Taoism as the leader of the sect had been ruined were swept away in an instant.

In its place came the fierce spirit of Taoism, clear and bright in the void.

As Zhou Yan passed by, the young Taoists instinctively cupped their hands in greeting and said, "Grandmaster Uncle."

"Greetings, Grandmaster Uncle..."

Zhou Yan calmly walked across the avenue, followed by the younger generation of disciples from the number one Taoist sect in the world. Jing An and Jing Xu also bowed and greeted him, their voices gradually becoming louder. The three Taoists, the old, the middle-aged, and the young, turned pale.

Zhou Yan stopped in his tracks.

His eyes fixed on the three Taoist priests: "What do you say about the Louguan Taoism?"

The old Taoist priest, Ku Rongzi, smiled with difficulty: "Old Taoist, I didn't say anything, I just said that the Louguan Taoist sect is indeed majestic and awe-inspiring, truly the number one Taoist sect in the world." Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, swept his sleeves, and activated his Wind Control Divine Power, stirring up a storm.

The three Taoist priests turned pale and retreated repeatedly.

Zhou Yan said, "Get lost!"

A stronger gale surged and churned, a heavy, menacing aura rising from the air. Above, dark clouds hung down, forming the shape of a pair of magnificent, splendid peacocks, larger than a Taoist temple, gazing down at the scene below.

Looking at the Taoist priest in the front hall, dragging the giant spirit general who looked like a dead dog.

The noble weighing official paid no attention to the giant spirit general.

However, due to his arrogance, he felt that this young Taoist priest was provoking him. An invisible, enormous storm, carrying an incomparably powerful oppressive force, crashed down on Zhou Yan below, stirring up the surrounding area.

The giant peacock's voice was hollow and ethereal.

"How dare a lowly mortal kill a god?!"

Murder?

They really killed him!?

The visiting Taoist priests, including Ku Rongzi, stared blankly at the young Taoist with white hair at his temples. According to what they knew, it was the giant spirit who had provoked them and then been pulled away.

As a result, in the middle of the night, this young Taoist patriarch went and killed this mountain god who had a name and surname.
Revenge shouldn't be delayed overnight?
Supreme Lord!

So bloodthirsty!
The Louguan School of Taoism, following the teachings of Laozi and Yin Xi, emphasizes tranquility and detachment, advocating non-action. Zhuangzi, on the other hand, advocates carefree and unrestrained living.

How could such a bloodthirsty grandmaster have emerged?!
Facing the peacocks that were demonstrating, Ao Xuantao was already guarding the water system nearby. Zhou Yan held the Earth Soul Heavenly Tilt in his hand against the ground. The Earth Soul Heavenly Tilt divine weapon was unleashed, directly connecting to the Zhongnan Mountain's earth veins, which was equivalent to being rooted to the ground, and his body was like a mountain rock.

So the Taoist remained calm and composed amidst the raging wind.

Seeing the young Taoist's sleeves billow and his white hair rise at his temples, exuding the air of a Taoist, everyone calmly said:
“Not to kill the mountain god.”

"Just kill one mountain spirit and stone demon."

(End of this chapter)