Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 204 Ragdoll General
More than 300 years ago, the Linghuang disappeared. Wei Shaojun and several confidants called the courtiers to discuss.

At that moment, the drums sounded.Massive resentment erupted, and three martial saints were demonized on the spot, attacking other companions indiscriminately.

……

Liyang Marquis clay figurine led the two of them slowly down the corridor, telling about the past: "Because of our status, I and several other Marquis Wu did not participate in the court meeting, so we narrowly escaped the catastrophe."

"Later Senior Brother Wei and others' spirit gods came from next door and joined forces to suppress the grievances. But because we couldn't find His Majesty, we could barely maintain the operation of the Imperial Palace."

"For more than 300 years, the impact of the demonic energy has become stronger and stronger. The spirits of Brother Wei and others have fallen into a deep sleep, and the clay figurines have been distracted and can no longer resist the power of the demon drum. Therefore, we must find the prince's clay figurines."

Looking for clay figurines of King Gaoyang?
Peng Yu's expression was very strange.The Emperor Ling hated King Gaoyang so deeply, and moved out his clay figurines in the Palace of the Linghuang. Was this to slap His Majesty the Linghuang in the face?
Zhuan Yun also thought the same way.

Even if he favored his ancestors again and again and again explored the Linghuang Palace with the help of his ancestors, he would not dare to move out the clay figurines of King Gaoyang.

God knows if the appearance of the clay figurines will anger the Linghuang Cannian, and the demonization will intensify by then, and everyone will die together.

"I know what you are worried about, but if you want to solve that magic drum, the prince must come forward. That drum..." The clay figurine showed taboo and fear on its face.

"That is a magic treasure."

Speaking of this, the Marquis of Liyang looked at the boy and the young man.

The youth is the descendant of the old boss, Zhilan Yushu, extraordinary.As for the other boy, the glory of the Holy King and His Majesty's black ring appeared in the back of his head, and he was obviously the heir to the Taoism of Qiankun.

In a daze, Liyang Hou saw His Majesty and Prince in their youth.

Naturally, he placed his hope of solving the troubles of the Linghuang Palace on them.

As long as they find the statue of the prince and invite the god of the prince to suppress the drum, everything will calm down.

……

At the end of the corridor, Liyang Hou led the two of them through the wall.

The jade disc was rippling, and when the two walked out of it, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

White clouds and green dogs, green water and green mountains.

In front of you is a vast and vast world of China.

"Welcome to the Taixuan Law Realm. This is the center of the operation of the underground palace, and it is also the world of incense that supports us."

The majestic immortal energy poured into his body, and Peng Yu regained his composure.

That's right, since Emperor Li's tomb is a world of its own, why can't Emperor Ling's tomb hide a big world?

It is also the practice of the Kunwu clan to support the emperor's mausoleum with the world.Doesn't my cheap father also have the two realms of Liemen and Huadeng?

"Senior, is this world created by His Majesty the Linghuang?"

"Yes, this is the world opened up by His Majesty. Back then, when His Majesty lost his martial arts, the world of the universe was destroyed. But later he rebuilt it with Kunwu's supernatural powers and became the world of offerings in the underground palace. In terms of levels, this is a world of heaven. .”

Yes, this is a real fairy world, which is more perfect than Peng Yu's promoted Taiwei Cave.

The clay figurines turned into giants, and they walked in the sky with the palms of their hands.

"Your Majesty's Emperor Spirit enters this world and establishes a divine court. Order us clay figurines to enjoy incense in this world and become a deity. Until the great change 3000 years ago, His Majesty disappeared—oh, yes, here The time with the outside world is ten to one."

Therefore, 300 years ago in the underground palace is equivalent to 3000 years ago in the Taixuan Law Realm.

"Since then, the Divine Court lost its master and hid from the sky. Practitioners in the world lost the guidance of the Divine Court and gradually embarked on heresy."

Zhuan Yun and Peng Yu looked down from the clouds.

At the foot of a green mountain, two sects of cultivating immortals fought for a piece of immortal grass.Relying on the ancestral magic weapon, one sect wiped out the other sect without leaving any behind.

Zhuan Yun frowned secretly, he noticed that the bloody killing air slowly floated up, fell into the dark and disappeared.

Peng Yu watched as that sect went to another sect's mountain gate, digging three feet to sweep away all the family wealth.

Not far away, a mountain collapsed.It was a certain practitioner who took away the spiritual veins in the mountain, causing the mountain to collapse.The violent earthquake caused disasters for hundreds of miles of people.

Looking further into the distance, a Taoist monarch in the realm of primordial spirit is arresting a pure yin daughter to make a furnace.

……

"This world..." Peng Yu was a bit speechless: "Do you bother?"

"Right now we can't protect ourselves, and the court has been hidden for 3000 years, so what else can we do?"

Liyang Hou took the two of them to the depths of the sky.

There is a sea of ​​golden clouds there.But a phantom of a mysterious drum appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, firmly suppressing the majestic palace in the sea of ​​clouds.Many gods and men are running around the palace.From time to time, there are gods and people who are demonized, and then they are pulled into the depths of the golden palace by chains and sealed.

Seeing the golden sea of ​​clouds shrinking even more than before, Liyang Hou was worried: "Time is running out, we must find the prince's clay figurine as soon as possible."

Suddenly, thunder and thunder rumbled in the sky, and a thousand-foot-thousand-foot silver light struck at the three of them.

Liyang Hou smashed Yinmang with a knife, and shouted: "Wang Chen, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph!" In the clouds and mist, the golden armored god man loomed.He withdrew his golden sword and said with a sneer, "Don't make any wrong decisions, it's not up to you, an outsider, to worry about our court affairs! Stay away from the court!"

outsider?

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun looked at the Marquis of Liyang.

The face made of clay was very ugly, Liyang Hou scolded angrily: "Is this Marquis an outsider? Well, then you have been tossing for 300 years, but you still haven't found your Majesty!"

"Dislike this Marquis for being troublesome? If you have the ability, you can find His Majesty back!"

"What do you, an outsider, know?" The golden-armored god-man was furious and came to kill him with his sword.

The Marquis of Liyang was not afraid, and went forward with a knife: "Yes, I don't know. But what do you know? What happened in the core palace back then, and you found out?"

"You can't even deal with the magic drum, and you still refuse to let the prince take action. Are you looking for death by yourself?"

Wang Chen is also a clay figurine shaped by Emperor Ling.But compared to a martial saint like Liyang Hou, he is just a clay figurine with supernatural powers.

However, he has one advantage over Liyang Hou.

The spirit of the Marquis of Liyang sleeps in the ancestral land of the Sun family, and the clay figurines are just divided spirits, unable to communicate with the main body.But after Wang Chen died, he was buried with the Linghuang Palace, and his soul was pulled into the clay figurines by the Linghuang, enjoying the incense of the Taixuan world, and becoming a god.The Jinjia Shenren at this moment is not only a clay figurine, but also an existence with a complete soul.

Relying on the advantage of the integrity of the soul, it was evenly divided with the Wusheng clay figurines.

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun looked at each other, and hurried forward to dissuade them.

At first aware of Peng Yu's existence, Wang Chen took a few steps back, wanting to salute the God King, the descendant of the Kunwu clan.But looking at Zhuan Yun next to him in a blink of an eye, his expression changed drastically.

"A member of the Zhuansun clan?"

Without hesitation, the giant sword triggered the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the dense thunder light blasted towards Zhuanyun.

The oncoming thunder turned into hundreds of god-killing thunders, Zhuan Yun hurriedly shook off his sleeves, and the vast purple air engulfed the sky, taking away the thunder light.

"What a boy, is he a fellow cultivator of Immortal Martial Arts?" Wang Chen said with a contemptuous smile, "I thought that if your Zhuansun clan dared to come to the underground palace, there would be another 'King Gaoyang'!"

The sword style reappeared, the sky changed color, and a more powerful thunder was drawn down from the sky above the Taixuan Sea of ​​Clouds.There is already a hint of purple on the surface of the giant sword.

Seeing this scene, Liyang Hou turned pale and said, "Wang Chen, are you crazy? He's just a child of the younger generation, why did you even take out the Zixiao Shenlei?"

He didn't dare to be negligent, and urged all his strength to control the sword light.

At the same time, he said to Zhuan Yun and the two: "Go quickly! The clay figurines of the prince are at the bottom of the Taixuan Realm."

Peng Yu grabbed Zhuan Yun's wrist and cast a teleportation technique to leave.

Although the Taixuan Dharma Realm is its own system, and it is difficult for Peng Yu to teleport to the outside world, but within the Taixuan Dharma Realm, he can still perform short-distance spatial movement.

The two came to a barren mountain thousands of miles away.

Looking at the battle vision thousands of miles away, Peng Yu pointed out something: "It seems that there are factions fighting in the Linghuang Palace."

"Where there are people, there are fights. Even if you die, you can't live in peace. What's more, there is a demon drum behind you." Zhuan Yun said in a deep voice, "Did you find it? This Taixuan Realm has been demonized."

"I feel it. People in the lower world have changed their minds and stopped offering sacrifices to the gods. Practitioners are intriguing and have no morals. Even these gods and men change their moods at every turn and fight violently."

The two walked around the world for a while.

Seeing some gods and men dominating the lower realms, they acted more cruelly than those practitioners.A man of god directly opened a harem to accommodate three thousand beauties.There is also a god-man who occupies the Great Lake and forces mortals to worship him every day.

Even gods and men have battles and have their own factions.

Peng Yu and Peng Yu were clever and quick-witted, and they quickly figured out the Taixuan Dharma Realm.

Since the disappearance of the Linghuang, the court of gods has been hidden, and the gods have descended to the earth, gradually forming five factions.

Wei Shaojun, as the celestial master of the Linghuang, led some confidants to maintain the operation of the divine court, and Wang Chen was one of them.

Another celestial master Jin Guang joined forces with the generals to re-establish a new divine court in the lower realm.

The Liyang Hou clay figurines, and several other Wuhous were marginalized by the two factions because they were loyal to King Gaoyang.These years, even collecting incense is difficult.

The fourth force is related to the son of King Gaoyang.Those criminals couldn't enjoy the incense, and without clay figurines, it was difficult to move freely in the Taixuan Law Realm.

And the last faction is not so much a group of people as it is a god.That is a mysterious existence, and no information about him can be found in the world.Even some gods don't know about his existence.I only know that the god-man can come and go between the Taixuan Law Realm and the underground palace.Even when everyone was jointly exploring the core underground palace, the man of God suddenly shot away the four major forces.He also warned the four people not to enter the Linghuang's core bedroom without authorization.

After learning about the five major forces, the two of Peng Yu and Peng Yu got together to make up their minds.

"What does Your Highness think of these forces?"

"They are all traitors and traitors!" Peng Yu said solemnly, "I will report to the emperor in the future, and I will clean it up on behalf of my great-grandfather."

The disappearance of the Linghuang, if it is related to the magic drum.Then the most simple and direct way is to send a letter out and ask someone to come and investigate.

Which of the current god emperors and emperor spirits of past dynasties doesn't care about the safety of the spirit emperor?

But in the name of loyal ministers, these courtiers refused to spread the news.Is this really for the good of Emperor Ling?
"The thoughts of Tianshi Wei and Tianshi Jinguang are hard to fathom. But Liyang Hou, as a family of Jiuyang gods and a close friend of King Gaoyang, was suppressed in Linghuang Palace. Are they really trying to save the emperor, or are they just trying to save the clay figurines of King Gaoyang?" ?”

Peng Yu looked straight at Zhuan Yun.

The eldest son turned his head aside and continued to ask: "What do you think about the son of Gao Yang?"

"Your ancestor, what does Gu Neng think?" Peng Yu sneered, "God knows if he plans to betray Grandpa Gao again. Anyway, betrayal is commonplace for your family, isn't it?"

Zhuan Yun remained silent.

Except for the last four forces, he also responded with vigilance.He even had some speculations about the thoughts of these four people.

"His Majesty Linghuang is missing, but Linghuang Palace has countless opportunities. If a spirit god gets the opportunity, maybe he can be resurrected? The two celestial masters each lead a team, maybe they have this plan."

"As for senior clay figurines..."

Regarding the clay figurines of Marquis of Liyang, Zhuan Yun was not so stupid that he really regarded him as the first Marquis of Liyang.

It's just a clay figurine with the thinking of Liyang Hou.

He wholeheartedly wanted to find the clay figurines of his ancestors, and perhaps he had the idea of ​​quelling the Demon Drum Rebellion.But also for the betterment of their own situation.If the clay figurine of King Gaoyang appeared, who would be his opponent in Linghuang Palace?
Peng Yu: "If we help him find the clay figurine of King Gaoyang, it will directly break the balance of the Taixuan Realm, and the two celestial masters will not let us go."

In the eyes of Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun, these dead people's fights have nothing to do with them.

The purpose of their teaming up to break into the underground palace was to find the medicine to save Zhuan Yang.

Neither of them cared much about the drum.

When the sky fell, the God Emperor supported him.

When they find the elixir, they will tell the emperor the news after they go out.

At that time, the God Emperor will come to solve it.

"So, let's leave for now?"

"It's useless to stay in the Taixuan Realm. Anyway, I won't touch the clay figurines of King Gaoyang." Peng Yu knew very well that even if the clay figurines of Gaoyang King retained only one-tenth of their strength in life, it would be enough to knock Taixuan away. Everyone in the world is overwhelmed.

At that time, the two of them could only be obedient.

"So, let's leave here? But after we go out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to walk in the atrium of the underground palace. There are too many clay figurines here, and each one is stronger than the other."

"About this, I thought of one thing." Peng Yu took out a rag doll: "Gaozu used clay figurines to restore his former subjects. These clay puppets have their own class and their own consciousness."

"So, what will happen if they encounter a puppet of a higher class than themselves?"

Zhuan Yun looked at the doll in Peng Yu's hand.

The doll made of five-color rags looked at him quietly with big eyes flashing.

"Is this also produced by Linghuang?"

"Yes, and it's very memorable."

Peng Yu drove the rag doll to a nearby temple first.

This temple is inhabited by a deity who was the eunuch next to the Linghuang in the past.

When he came to the gate of the temple, Peng Yu pointed at the gate with a grin, and said arrogantly: "Zhuan Yun, go and smash the door."

Zhuan Yun glanced at him, and smashed the gate of the temple with his backhand.

"Who?" Kamito rushed out immediately.

He was about to get angry, but he immediately saw the doll floating in front of the boy.

The moment he saw the doll, Kamito's expression froze, and he quickly returned to the state of a clay figurine.

This is a clay figurine as tall as a man, with his hands drooping, as if waiting for orders.

Even an eunuch has supernatural powers!

Zhuan Yun secretly marveled at Linghuang's accomplishments in clay figurines.

At this time, Peng Yu controlled the doll to fly over.

The rag doll patted the top of the figurine's head, and the figurine obediently led the two out of the Taixuan Realm.

Back in the underground palace, the clay figurine slid back to its original position, not daring to move any more.

"It seems that there is a way. Using high-ranking puppets can indeed suppress them." Peng Yu pondered: So, the Marquis of Liyang wanted to find the clay figurines of King Gaoyang not only to deal with the demon drum, but also to seize power?
According to the hierarchy of the clay figurines, King Gaoyang's clay figurines are undoubtedly the top of all the ministers, with one person under ten thousand.In the absence of the Linghuang himself, he could forcibly suppress other clay figurines by virtue of his own level.

Holding the doll in his arms, Peng Yu strode toward another passage.

On both sides of the passage, two figurines of swordsmen had just shown their bronze swords, and immediately put them away.Seeing the rag doll, they also retreated silently, standing on both sides obediently.

The doll proudly led Peng Yu and the two of them through passages one after another, and finally came to the core bedroom.

Behind the gate of this palace is the coffin of Emperor Ling.There lay the corpse of an emperor who was unwilling to die.

Coming here, Zhuan Yun couldn't help but look to the left.

Seeing the blood on the side of the passage on the left, his pupils shrank, and he asked quickly, "Your Highness, what is the origin of your rag doll?" Secretly, he wiped away the blood.

"This is the original puppet of the Spirit Emperor, and it has great symbolic meaning. According to the puppet art system, this is the soul emperor's puppet hub and the leader of the puppet army."

This is the "friend" that Linghuang made for himself when he was a lonely child.

Later, Emperor Ling hoped that this doll would protect Emperor Li instead of him, so he poured his heart and soul into it.

This doll is the incarnation of Linghuang himself.

Putting away the doll, Peng Yu looked at the door in front of him: "Zhuan Yun, can you open this door?"

"You can try it." Zhuan Yun stepped forward and looked at the huge golden door carefully.

Meow--

A small voice sounded, and the two were startled at the same time.

Peng Yu drew out his dagger, and Zhuan Yun had an extra folding fan in his hand.

At the same time, it was a black cat.

It licked its hands and was looking at the two with amber pupils.

But it seemed to sense the killing intent and vigilance on the two of them, so it ran back in fright.

Seeing the black cat jump up and land in someone's arms, Peng Yu and Peng Yu became more vigilant.

They couldn't detect that person's breath at all!

Footsteps sounded slowly, getting closer.

The two saw the man's face.

Subconsciously, Peng Yu took out the doll again.

But the rag doll has no feeling for this person.

It was a young man who was about the same height as Peng Yu. He hugged the black cat and looked at the two of them while comforting him.

First it was Peng Yu, and then his eyes fell on Zhuan Yun. The young man said softly, "This door cannot be opened."

Zhuan Yun backed away silently, walking back to Peng Yu's side.

Seeing Peng Yu's terrified expression, he smiled wryly in his heart.

Yes, he panicked too.

What are you most afraid of when you break into a tomb?
I am most afraid of meeting the righteous master and running out by himself.

The young man in front of him is almost exactly the same as the portrait of the Linghuang that Zhuan Yun saw in the family secret room!
Peng Yu absorbed the memory of the Linghuang many times, and obviously recognized this young man.

Isn't this the Linghuang!
Isn't he missing?
The two felt guilty, but facing the Lord of the "Spirit Emperor", they couldn't even think of running away.

At this moment, the two of them were in the same mind, and they desperately hoped that King Gaoyang would come and fight with Emperor Ling again, so as to create a chance for them to escape.

(End of this chapter)