The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 249: Calling people!

Zhou Yan had previously been dragged into the War Intent Space by the War God Chi You, where he experienced almost endless battles. Afterward, he devoted most of his attention to his Shuchuan avatar, enduring a long and arduous journey. Now, returning to Louguan Dao, he felt a long-lost sense of peace.

Standing atop Zhongnan Mountain, overlooking the surging sea of ​​clouds, one's heart and soul are filled with joy.

Zhou Yan stretched and let out a long breath.

Cool!
Okay, let's start calling for reinforcements.

Zhou Yan quickly began his plan to recruit others, as his true body could not be moved easily—his true body currently possessed a drop of Chi You's essence blood, and his Shu Chuan avatar had another drop. Now that they were separated, they would resonate and pull him into the battle intent space.

If these two drops of blood were to merge, Chi You's fighting spirit, killing intent, and will would intertwine, inevitably creating an even stronger resonance and transformation.

At that time, Zhou Yan will probably be dragged to the Battle Intent Space for special training again. Zhou Yan will have nowhere to cry. It can only be said that young people sleep well and can fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.

Zhou Yan, with his hands tucked inside his wide sleeves, strode off to find the True Man Xiweizi.

When they arrived, Xiweizi was reading a scroll of Taoist scriptures. On Xiweizi's shoulder, a white jade lion cat was breathing rapidly, its claws gripping the old Taoist's shoulder tightly. The lion cat's eyes were wide open, and its eyes were bloodshot.

When the white lion cat was heartbroken, Xiweizi generously displayed part of her collection, or rather, the lost lion cat wanted to find a box to put itself in, but accidentally found Xiweizi's treasures.

Then, the white jade lion cat was rescued.

The things written in this book are so exciting, so incredibly exciting!
Who cares about being heartbroken in love!

"Turn it quickly, turn it quickly—"

"Wow! Good, good, this is good, this is powerful!"

The two, a man and a cat, became close friends despite their age difference. Just as they were engrossed in reading this special edition of a banned book, they suddenly heard a strange voice ask, "What are you looking at?"

"Alas!!!"

"Meow!!!"

Both the old Taoist priest and the lion cat were startled. The lion cat immediately jumped up and took off, its fur standing on end. However, the old Taoist priest was, after all, a great Taoist master with a firm Taoist heart.

After being taken aback, he remained calm and composed, naturally closing the Taoist scripture in his hand and saying indifferently, "It's just reading a Taoist scripture. But Grandmaster Uncle, you've woken up."

He turned around and saw the young Taoist behind him, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

He didn't notice Zhou Yan getting close—

Clearly, this grandmaster uncle's realm was extremely high before.

He also possessed various incredible abilities, but his aura was so powerful that it surged and surged like a mighty river, flowing endlessly. His formidable presence was impossible to ignore, and the old Taoist could feel his magical power even from eight hundred miles away.

But now, not long after all, the young Taoist has already suppressed his aura.

There wasn't even the slightest sound or ripple, as if he had completely mastered this power and could use it at will without any problems.

But how could it be so fast?!
This kind of transformation usually occurs after a long period of fierce fighting, under intense pressure, constantly using one's own strength and supernatural abilities, and under the endless pressure of desperate situations and fighting spirit, squeezing out every bit of potential and every strand of magical power from the body.

Ultimately, one reaches the state of a battle-hardened body, achieving complete mastery and self-control.

But how is that possible in such a short time?
Could it be...

A glint of light flashed in Xiweizi's eyes.

The true identity and background of this grandmaster were indeed far from simple.

The old Taoist priest's mind was racing, but his smile remained unchanged. He simply cupped his hands and smiled as he stuffed the scroll into his robes. Zhou Yan saw that it was a copy of "Jin Ping Mei," but after flipping through it, he realized that the forbidden book he had given the old Taoist priest had been altered.

The old Taoist priest and the lion cat were filled with righteous indignation.

After reading further, I decided to rewrite it myself. In this final version, Wu Song rose up again, killed the adulterous couple, reversed the storyline of the Jin Ping Mei version, and became the Heavenly Star of Sorrow.

The old Taoist priest and the cat-headed man were ultimately righteous people and cat-lovers, their blood boiling with passion.

In the end, the big head successfully controlled the small head.

However, that cat head is... Amitabha.

A chivalrous hero who fought for justice, and a monk who eventually became a monk—that character perfectly captured the tastes of Xiweizi and the cat-headed girl.

Zhou Yan captured the lion cat and concealed part of the truth, only saying that he had discovered the resurrected An Lushan in Sichuan, and incidentally revealed that An Lushan was one of the masterminds behind the downfall of the Duke of Taishan. Xiweizi looked solemn and stroked his beard, saying, "What does Grandmaster Uncle mean?"

Zhou Yan stroked the lion cat's head: "I need some support."

Xiweizi immediately turned around, raised the sword in his hand, and said:
"Alright, then I'll go with you, my grandmaster."

Zhou Yan's lips twitched. Ever since the old Taoist priest discovered that Zhou Yan had a way to lock in his life force, allowing him to unleash the Taoist Azure Thunder at the cost of not losing his life force, he had been showing signs of turning into a battle maniac.

When this divine thunder technique is unleashed, the pores of the body open wide, the breath flows and interacts with the outside world. However, the Taoist Xuan Guan does not focus on tempering the physical body, which causes the body's vitality to leak out during this process, hence it is listed as a forbidden technique.

Now that forbidden techniques can be used freely, the old Taoist priest was quite inclined to practice his skills by killing something.

This feeling of eagerness is almost instinctive.

There are toddlers sweeping grass with twigs, and there are also Taoist priests who have cultivated themselves for hundreds of years.

Zhou Yan politely declined, saying, "I will send you a message another day, and you can come over then. But for now, it's not necessary. After all, Zhongnan Mountain has just survived a great calamity and hasn't had a chance to fully recover. It's not advisable for you to make any rash moves."

"However, I want to borrow the power of Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan."

"I would be grateful if you could give me a letter and a token."

Although Xiweizi had no chance to test his skills by striking demons with the divine lightning of the Daoist sect, upon hearing Zhou Yan's request, he perked up, quickly wrote a letter to Zhou Yan, and handed him a talisman.

"This is the token of the head of the Supreme Pavilion of Taoism."

“Holding this jade talisman represents the will of the Supreme Louguan Dao. When Emperor Wu destroyed Buddhism, the Daoist scriptures were all gathered in the hands of the Ten Elders of Tiangu. After that incident, the inheritances of various Daoist sects in the world were returned by our Louguan Dao, and these sects are all grateful.”

"By holding this token, I dare not claim to command all Taoist sects under heaven."

"But if you need assistance, that's of course no problem!"

“We can use the karmic connection between my Louguan Sect and Qingcheng Mountain that day to have Qingcheng Mountain mobilize the entire sect to do something for you, Grandmaster Uncle.”

Zhou Yan seemed to be thinking for a moment, then asked, "Is a grand ritual acceptable?"

"This, this..."

Xiweizi's lips twitched, realizing that this grandmaster uncle wanted to go all out, and he said helplessly, "Theoretically, it's possible, but the premise is that you need to gather two thousand four hundred Xuan officials and start preparing forty-nine days in advance."

Theoretically, there's no problem, but the conditions are difficult to meet.

Zhou Yan was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't activate the Taishan Fujun (Lord of Mount Tai) title.

But they were also quite content.

After chatting with Xiweizi for a while and promising to get him some more powerful secret manuals next time, the young Taoist took a cup of tea from Xiweizi and drank it as he walked. The lion cat perched on his shoulder lazily yawned.

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, then casually asked:
"Mount Emei is the legendary sacred site of Bodhisattva Samantabhadra."

What is your relationship with Samantabhadra Bodhisattva?

The lion cat pointed to itself: "Me?"

It rolled its eyes and said, "I'm not that great monk, how could I possibly have a good relationship with Bodhisattva Samantabhadra? Besides, Bodhisattva Samantabhadra should have already disappeared from this world. I mean, disappeared, or worse, might already be..."

"At most, only that giant elephant is still sleeping there."

White Elephant?

Lions, white elephants, so where does the whole roc come from?
Zhou Yan's mind wandered, and he seemed to be deep in thought: "If that's the case..."

"So what's your relationship with his mount, that six-tusked white elephant?"

(End of this chapter)