The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 166 Further Advancement in Daoist Skill, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword

As night deepened, the clouds that had obscured the moonlight were blown away, and the clear moonlight shone down once more. The rampant spirit, which had been unable to be completely cleansed and subdued by generations of Taoist priests of Louguan for hundreds of years, now huddled together, trembling in fear.

Zhou Yan flicked his hand, dispersing the Buddhist fire in his hand.

Looking at the rampant god formed from the battlefield's malevolent energy, and then at the cat in front of him, he swept his fingers together in front of his eyes, fully activating his divine eye. Fine ripples appeared deep within his pupils as he looked ahead.

You can see the flow of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, but that cat is still a cat.

It's a very handsome kitten, all white with long fur on its paws and around its neck, which looks a bit like a lion's mane. But because it's a kitten, it looks very well-behaved and handsome. It has heterochromatic eyes, one with a pale gold tint and the other with a bright green hue.

"Meow~"

"Meow meow meow~"

Zhou Yan dispersed the Buddhist fire in his hand, first pointing his fingers at his waist, and a Taoist jade talisman flew out, stabilizing the rampaging spirit. Then he squatted down, reached out and touched the white jade lion cat. It felt extremely good, like satin.

The lion cat stretched comfortably and rubbed its head against Zhou Yan's hand.

"Oh, why are there cats here?"

"You're so cute, where's your owner?"

Zhou Yan couldn't help but pet the cat like crazy. This cat was just too cuddly. The mad god over there stiffly raised his head, slowly raising it little by little, and looked at the kitten rubbing against Zhou Yan's palm, which had been used to unleash the Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Fire of Buddhism. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

What, what's going on?!

How could this cat be? Just now...

The god of chaos wondered if his senses had been wrong. He tried to sneak out from under the talisman, but then he saw the white jade lion cat being held in the arms of the young Taoist priest, and his eyes happened to be looking over.

Roar! ! ! !

An invisible roar exploded in the heart of the god of chaos.

A sudden gust of wind arose, causing the trees on the back of Zhongnan Mountain to sway violently. The view was bleak, and swirling clouds obscured the moonlight, casting large shadows across the mountains and rivers. The darkness within the night seemed to surge.

It vaguely transformed into a colossal creature as large as a mountain, coldly looking down with clear eyes, one like a brilliant burning gold, the other like a thousand-year-old frosty pool.

Alas!!!!!
The arrogant god shuddered, his mind going completely blank.

Even this memory has disappeared.

Zhou Yan stood up, lifted the white jade lion cat high with both hands, and said, "Good cat, cute little kitten, do you want to come home with me?"

The lion cat licked Zhou Yan's palm, savoring the taste of the Buddhist fire.

It licked it again and rubbed its head against it.

It smells like Manjushri, but it's not him.

Then suddenly it opened its mouth and bit Zhou Yan's palm. Even Zhou Yan felt a pain and subconsciously let go. The cat jumped off his hand, its tail wagging, meowed a few times, and then ran into the night and disappeared.

Zhou Yan looked at the back of his hand; it was bleeding a little.

"...You bit my hand and caused a wound?"

A cat whose teeth can break through the defenses of an eighth-rank Xuan Guan (a high-ranking military officer)?

Zhou Yan glanced at the trembling, arrogant god beside him and a hint of doubt arose in his heart: "Could it be that this arrogant god is not afraid of the Taoist magic and experts, but is actually afraid of such a lion cat?"

"Could it be some kind of mountain spirit?"

Zhou Yan was curious, but he could also sense that the cat didn't seem to have any malice towards him. He clenched his fist and suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt his own magical power flowing, and the speed seemed to be faster than before.

This feeling……

Zhou Yan sensed it for a moment and murmured, "...My cultivation level has increased by five years?"

"What the hell?"

"I only took one bite."

He looked at the deep night and the white lion cat that had disappeared from sight, and said, "One bite increases one's cultivation by five years. If it survives two hundred bites, wouldn't it directly gain a thousand years of cultivation? What an amazing cat!"

Unfortunately, such good things don't happen often.

Zhou Yan made a mental note of the white jade lion cat that roamed the back of Zhongnan Mountain, and then took the mad god back. Wang Zhenwei originally thought that it would take Zhou Yan seven days to subdue the mad god, but she did not expect that Zhou Yan would return with the creature in just one day.

Moreover, the former arrogant gods, when they returned, were only outwardly compliant but inwardly resentful.

On the surface, they seem obedient, but behind the scenes, they harbor countless ulterior motives. If they want to secretly cause trouble, they need to be restrained by precepts, rituals, and magic, and they must be offered sacrifices at all times to ensure the other party's loyalty.

When the arrogant god returned this time, his whole body went limp.

His face was deathly pale, as if his soul had left his body.

The Taoists of Wang Zhenwei's lineage were all stunned.

The younger disciples, in particular, knew from reading the Taoist scriptures how difficult it was to deal with this tyrant, and could not reconcile this with his current state of sitting there, limp as mud.

Wang Zhenwei sighed, "Although there are some problems, it's normal since he's a grandmaster uncle."

The young disciples whispered among themselves, "So that's how it is."

"Because he is my grandmaster uncle."

"As expected of Grandmaster Uncle."

Under the envious gazes of the young Taoists, Zhou Yan successfully completed the ritual to subdue the rampant god. This rampant god had lost the memory of the cat, but was very wary of Zhou Yan, even he himself did not know why he was so wary.

He could only curse inwardly, feeling that he was possessed.

But he himself belongs to the evil category.

Wang Zhenwei, dressed in a purple robe, activated the altar once, then held the decree and chanted the incantation, saying, "I will give you a thousand Wind and Cloud Soldiers, a thousand Thunder Guards, a thousand Fire Seed Essences, and a thousand Frost Riders!"

Zhou Yan could sense that, with the Rampaging God at its core, four forces were faintly gathering in front of him. He could perceive their presence when he raised his hand and said, "This is... the army of the Daoist sect?"

"Why don't I sense any troops?"

Wang Zhen smiled slightly, dressed in a purple robe, and instead of carrying a whisk, he held an eight-sided Han sword.

The unique feature of his lineage is that he uses soldiers and horses to assist in casting spells.

The Taoist himself could free up his hands to fight.

The arrogant god said irritably, "They call them soldiers and horses, but they are just the four forces of wind, thunder, water, and fire. The Daoist school views heaven and earth as a system, and the Heavenly Dao is the Emperor. These four extraordinary forces are also called soldiers and horses."

"In other words, the Louguan Taoist priests throughout the ages tamed the essence of heaven and earth."

“A single fire element condensed from it is called a soldier.”

"It's roughly like this guy gives you the four elements of heaven and earth: water, fire, wind, and thunder, each a thousand parts. Each of these elements requires a high-level Taoist priest to meditate and refine for a day, so a thousand parts would take more than three years."

"This high-level army, which a highly skilled Taoist priest spent twelve years meditating and refining without sleep, was given to you without batting an eye."

“In an ordinary Taoist temple, having a high-ranking priest is enough to make it a famous temple within a radius of hundreds of miles.”

"Damn it, Louguandao."

"They're just rich and powerful."

“Even Laozi, a mad god formed from evil energy and condensed into human form, was given to you!” Wang Zhen smiled slightly: “After all, you are my grandmaster uncle, of very high seniority. How could you not have a body of soldiers by your side? You are unruly and disobedient in the past. I don’t know why you have submitted to me, your grandmaster uncle. From now on, you should cultivate diligently by my side.”

"Once the merits are complete and the evil energy is purified, one can be reincarnated."

"Grandmaster Uncle, I shall take my leave now."

"The ten branches of the Daoist sect were all opened by our grandmaster uncle. If you need anything, just give the order to the other disciples."

Zhou Yan expressed his gratitude.

Watching the many Taoist disciples leave, he knew it was because his slaying of the Giant Spirit General was an accident that broke the deadlock for the Louguan sect and gave these younger generation Taoist disciples a good venting of their anger.

Therefore, the staunchly martial faction within the Louguan Dao, mainly composed of Wang Zhenwei's lineage, is currently extremely fond of him and gives him whatever he wants.

Zhou Yan perused the secret Taoist scriptures of Louguan and communicated with the rampant god, learning of the god's methods. He casually asked, "What abilities do you possess?"

The arrogant god sneered, crossing his arms: "This is your master!"

As Zhou Yan flipped through the book, he held up one finger.

wow-

On his fingertips, the Buddhist fire burned quietly.

For some reason, the arrogant god suddenly became timid. He felt that Zhou Yan was alright in other aspects, but that one hand seemed to be wrapped in some kind of nightmare-like aura. So he said in a cowardly tone, "I can do many transformations."

"Without the constraints of flesh and blood, one can roam the mountains and rivers at night to exorcise evil spirits."

"Exorcism?"

Zhou Yan said, "Aren't you just a manifestation of malevolent energy? According to normal classification, you are also an evil spirit, aren't you? It's just that you were bound by the Taoist sect, received talismans, and became a tyrannical god or general."

The arrogant god roared, "Can't bandits who have been granted amnesty also go and suppress other bandits?!"

"What's wrong with evil spirits?"

"It's because I'm a powerful evil spirit that I can crush those weak evil spirits!"

Zhou Yan understood that using evil spirits to expel evil spirits was in line with the logic of spirits.

He picked up his pen and continued writing on the white paper, saying:
"anything else?"

The arrogant god, with a strange sense of wonder, said, "I also know some healing techniques, mainly [spirit possession], which can cut off the perception of pain and maintain combat ability at critical moments."

Zhou Yan pondered: "Is this the orthodox version of 'possessed by evil spirits'?"

For some reason, Chang Shen felt very uncomfortable with the boy's tone. He was furious, and his body swelled up. Just then, the door was pushed open, and Shen Cangming entered with quiet footsteps.

A malevolent aura, which only the malevolent spirit could sense, almost materialized, slapped towards them.

The god of chaos suddenly went black.

It felt like being slapped and thrown three miles away.

It stared blankly at the man before it, who exuded a murderous aura that was almost black in the eyes of the evil spirit, yet he was also surrounded by a strong aura of humanity. Where did this killing star come from?!

Do you know that your evil aura is even stronger than that of evil spirits?

Walking on the street, you could scare evil spirits to death!

Why do evil spirits avoid provoke those with strong malevolent energy?

Of course, after these guys die, they will turn into even more powerful and terrifying killing stars. Zhou Yanwen told Shen Cangming about his research on the Daoist military lineage in an attempt to combine the Daoist and military lineages.

Shen Cangming raised his eyes and scanned the area in front of him.

Theoretically speaking, those who follow the military lineage do not possess the "Dharma Eye" and cannot see spiritual entities.

However, being stared at like that still made Changshen feel a little uncomfortable, so he quietly moved away. But he soon realized that the man's gaze was following him.

After a moment of silence, the rampant god quietly changed direction again.

Shen Cangming stared at him.

Rampaging God: "…………"

He realized it.

Although this guy doesn't have the divine eye and can't see spirits, as a top-notch military general, his battlefield instincts are maxed out. He can actually sense the presence of malevolent energy through his instincts.

Zhou Yan said, "This is the 'Crazy God' that Master Wang Zhenwei gave to me."

The god nodded repeatedly.

Shen Cangming said, "I see."

Outside the window, Li Zhenyue put down the crossbow bolts that were imbued with spirits behind the shield, Pei Xuanniao put the talisman he had bought back, Yuan Danqiu yawned, the primordial spirit beside Li Zhiwei returned, and the old man who had faintly transformed into a dragon smiled kindly.

"Let's go."

"It's gone."

Rampaging God: "…………"

He looked at the kind-looking young Taoist priest in front of him, trembling.

Wasn't it agreed that it would be the founder of the Taoist school?

Where did this group of guys, each one of them seemingly exuding a menacing aura, come from?
wrong!

Who exactly is the jinx?!
After the brief incident, Changshen smoothly told Zhou Yan everything he could do. Changshen's core role was to control the Taoist army as a general, using the four elemental forces of water, fire, wind, and thunder to assist Taoists in casting spells.

For Taoists who are already skilled in martial arts, this can help open the altar.

After the altar is opened, the military guardians will preside over the altar's rituals. As an auxiliary position, they can cast spells on two fronts, activate formations, and turn any location into the Taoist cultivator's home ground. In theory, as long as the Taoist masteres enough altar rituals, they can deal with any situation.

It is a versatile auxiliary tool for Taoist sects.

Even Taoists who do not follow the Xuantan lineage will have guardian deities by their side when they reach the sixth rank and have sufficient magical power and energy.

Zhou Yan tamed the rampaging gods' army and, following Shen Cangming's guidance, successfully used the power of [Beacon Tower Suppressing the Barbarians] to link the rampaging gods with the elemental essences of the four directions. Among them, the compatibility with the fire element, thunder element, and wind element was relatively high, while the water element was useless.

When Zhou Yan activated his military lineage, even the moves of the Rampaging God carried fire energy. The scattered essence of heaven and earth and the Rampaging God, like the earth's veins, provided Zhou Yan with sufficient feedback, allowing him to 'build an army' on his own.

Once the conditions are met, the battle formation transformation technique used by Gao Shi and Shen Cangming during the calamity at Wofo Temple can be unleashed.

Zhou Yan vaguely sensed that both the military and Taoist lineages had made significant strides forward, indicating that they had found the right direction. With continued familiarization, they could eventually reach the realm granted by the Imperial Seal.

The turmoil surrounding Zhou Yan's slaying of the Giant Spirit General gradually subsided under the pacification of the Daoist sect. On this day, Ao Xuantao guided the water veins and delivered the Giant Spirit General's two treasures to Zhou Yan.

A stone lotus pendant.

A three-pointed, double-edged sword with a golden and jade-like appearance.

Besides that, there was something else that Zhou Yan hadn't expected: it was sent by Ao Xuantao on behalf of the True Man Xiweizi.

It was a peacock feather.

(End of this chapter)