Daoying

Chapter 493 Rebuilding the Taoist Tradition, Three Days

“Immortal Island is going to force its way into this space!
"What does Shi Mang want to do?"

Xie Huan looked at the vast energy shock and thought to himself.

"Corpse Emperor, what are you doing?!"

A sharp shout came from the sky above Xiwang Island. The sound was like a loud bell, surging in the space, calming down the energy fluctuations and reaching into the distance.

The monks on the island suddenly calmed down, and they all surrounded this man, no longer panicking.

"It's nothing. Come and get some of your things."

From the Immortal Island shrouded in spiritual smoke, Shi Mang's voice came.

"There are only things from Xiwang Island here, where can your things come from?"

The man shouted coldly.

Shi Mang was too lazy to pay attention anymore and sat in the temple on Immortal Island, drinking tea.

Shi Mang's voice came with a smile.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and those things have long become ownerless. They have long belonged to me, Xiwang Island."

"Not yet. It's still on the island, but it's no longer popular."

"What is enshrined in your holy temple?"

Shi Mang also knew very well that since the other party was playing rogue, no matter how he proved it, the other party would not admit it, so he didn't bother to say anything and just started doing it.

"You want the earth soul?"

Zhang Wuhen shouted.

He was wearing a silver-white robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, with a thin face and a beard as thick as white clouds. It was Xiwangdao who advocated Wuhen.

Shi Mang still looked elegant and said calmly.

Many members of the old department were talking about it, and they were all sighing and sighing.

Zhang Wuhen was upset for a while after hearing this. If it was just an invasion by emperor-level powerful men, it would be easier to deal with it. He could just directly resist the foreign enemies. But who were the people who came...

Some time ago, he heard the news from the Wuji Realm, saying that all the old members of the Human King on the Immortal Island were resurrected, and he was a little confused. In this case, what is their Xiwang Island?
Xiwangdao has always boasted of inheriting the Taoist tradition of the King of Humans. Now that all the people from these Taoist traditions have come out, how can they still inherit it?
This matter has always made him worried. Before he could think of a solution, these people appeared directly to steal things.

Zhang Wuhen's silver robe suddenly bulged, and his whole body flashed violently in the air. He passed through the layers of energy fluctuations and came directly to the sky above the Immortal Island. A powerful momentum pressed towards the temple.

"Corpse Emperor, you are going too far!"

His face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Has the Corpse Emperor considered the consequences of doing this? Once a war starts, both sides will suffer. Even if Xiwang Island is defeated, at least 80% of you people will die, or even more. Does this make sense? ?”

"Bah, how can Miss Ling'er have any descendants? She is the descendant of that boy Zhang Lan."

Zhang Wuhen suddenly gained some confidence and said excitedly: "If Xiwangdao and Dipo join forces, what chance does the Corpse Emperor have of winning?"

That's why he said those scoundrel words, you have to prove that you are who you are.

"Oh, those statues are the former members of the Human King. How come they are you? What evidence is there to prove that you are the former members of the Human King?"

"The earth soul is the carrier of Shenyin, and it contains the secret of the black abyss."

Shi Mang asked calmly.

Everyone on the Immortal Island changed their expressions, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

"Although the earth soul is in this space of Xiwang Island, it does not belong to Xiwang Island. If the Corpse Emperor wants to take it away, then I would advise the Corpse Emperor to think twice."

"I have a mouth on you, so you can say whatever you like."

Zhang Wuhen was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Wuhen's face changed drastically, and a horrified look shot out of his eyes. He boasted that he had reached the end of becoming a god and became one of the top powerhouses in this sea area. He was not under the Seven Emperors, but as soon as he came into contact with Shi Mang, he immediately I understand that Shimang is even higher than me.

"What about the descendants of the Human King? They won't be cut off, right?"

"Since you said that, I won't say anything else. Who do you think you are? How qualified are you to ask me to prove myself?"

"Ah, Zhang Lan is Zhang Ling'er's adopted son. He was just an idiot with level D talent at the beginning, but he has become a powerful family."

"Zhang Wuhen, why do you have to deceive yourself? There are statues of us enshrined in your holy temple, and it is clearly written that they belong to us."

"Take out the things in the temple, the fragments of Arcas, and the earth spirit. We will leave immediately."

"That is an item passed down from the Baifa Sect."

"You mean to rob me openly?"

Zhang Wuhen was furious.

"Is this person a descendant of Miss Ling'er?"

Zhang Wuhen also knew very well in his heart that the things in the temple belonged to them and he had no reason to do so. But if the temple was taken away by these people, then Xiwang Island would become a joke.

Zhang Wuhen's face changed slightly.

In the temple, a more powerful momentum spread out, pushing back Zhang Wuhen's pressure. A space storm rumbled in the void, and the island was lifted away, forming a vacuum zone. The two of them Opposite each other from a distance.

"That's it, we are disciples of the Bai Dharma Sect."

Shi Mang's words were full of sarcasm. The Immortal Island was like a sharp ax, constantly cutting through the space structure.

"Not to mention whether Di Po will join forces with you, even if they do join forces, will you completely destroy Xiwang Island for a holy temple?"

Shi Mang chuckled and said: "Zhang Wuhen, a biting dog doesn't bark. The more threatening you are, the more guilty you feel. Now that I'm here, I won't come back empty-handed. Just be mentally prepared."

Zhang Wuhen's white beard fluttered in anger, and he said angrily: "What is your purpose?"

Shi Mang condensed slightly, looked at the clear green tea on the tea table, and said lightly: "Rebuild the Taoist tradition of Bai Dharma Sect and complete what was not completed back then."

"What's unfinished?"

Zhang Wuhen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Shi Mang's purpose was actually this, which would be even more incompatible with their Xiwang Island.

And he felt a huge crisis. The other party was better than Xiwangdao in terms of moral integrity and strength.

Shi Mang did not answer, but said: "The Immortal Island will stop for these three days. Island Master Zhang should think about it."

After saying that, he waved to see the guests off.

Zhang Wuhen said angrily: "Zombie Emperor, you have been roaming the Yuanyang Sea and you are one of the seven emperors. I have never heard of your request to rebuild the Baifa Sect orthodoxy. Why are you going crazy now when your brain gets hot? "

"Oh, we used to be dead people, but now we are living people. Dead people and living people think differently."

Shi Mang said leisurely.

Suddenly, there was a sound transmission in his ears, his pupils fluctuated slightly, he looked at Zhang Wuhen in surprise, and said: "It's really surprising, Island Master Zhang, in addition to the things from the holy temple and the earth soul, I also have a third The three requirements are to hand over Xie Huan."

"Xie Huan? What Xie Huan?"

Zhang Wuhen was a little confused, but he immediately knew who Shi Mang was talking about Xie Huan. There is no one at the top of Yuan Yanghai today. Even Seven Emperors and Pan's traffic is not as high as this person.

"The Corpse Emperor is telling a joke. Why do you want to thank Xie Huan for coming to my island?"

Zhang Wuhen snorted with a cold face.

"Tianhun said that he met Xie Huan in the holy temple. I believe it is impossible for my Zhenyuan Division to admit his mistake to even one person."

Shi Mang said calmly.

"Hehe, it's definitely Xie Huan. If not, I'll cut off the head and put it in the Zhenyuan Temple of the Holy Temple for people to visit."

Tianhun said in a voice not far away, crossing his arms with his chest, and a huge knife shadow appeared behind him.

Zhang Wuhen was slightly startled, and he immediately sent a message to call the owner of the business, Shang Qiu. Shang Qiu was an ordinary man, with an unremarkable appearance, simple clothes, a dark blue robe without any decoration, a clean face, and his hair was not messy.

As a descendant of the Human King, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the Immortal Island.

"Why does it feel nothing like the Human King? You can't be mistaken, right?"

"How many generations have it been? It doesn't look like it at all and it's normal."

"You think, which confidante did the King have this child from?"

"There are too many beauties, it's hard to guess."

Shang Qiu listened to everyone's discussion without any emotion on his face. It was only when he heard Zhang Wuhen questioning Xie Huan that he called the merchant to take charge of the temple.

The steward was trembling in his heart and naturally denied it.

Qing Ming, Shang Wen, and Shang Jin, who were watching the situation from a distance, were soaked in cold sweat and glanced at each other.

"Lord Qingming, why are there beads of sweat on the tip of your nose?"

A caring subordinate next to Qing Ming asked with concern.

"I've been practicing too hard these past few days, and my breath is a little sluggish."

"My lord, you must take care of your health. I will select a few pure yin beauties for you to let me relax."

The subordinate smiled flatteringly.

"What time has it been? Shut up! Get lost!"

Qing Ming couldn't relax now, so he glared at his subordinate and told him to get out.

At this time, a merchant disciple flew forward, bowed down, and said something in front of Shang Qiu and Zhang Wuhen.

Both Shang Qiu and Zhang Wuhen's expressions changed.

Shang Qiu angrily shouted: "You bunch of trash, get out of here!"

The two merchant disciples hurriedly retreated.

Zhang Wuhen said to Shi Mang with a gloomy face: "It is unknown whether Xie Huan is on the island, but the Human King Hall of the Holy Temple was just ransacked, and all the most important sacred objects were lost, including you. Want the pieces of Arkasi."

"Hehe, that's a good argument. Why don't you just say that the earth's soul has also been looted? Wouldn't that mean it's all wiped out?"

Qiuniang, the director of the Hundred Flowers Department, sneered.

"Believe it or not!"

Zhang Wuhen said angrily.

"Island Master Zhang, please be patient. I am not asking you to hand over people or goods now. I have given you three days. If you don't have it after three days, I will take it myself."

Shi Mang waved his hand.

The spiritual light on the Immortal Island was like smoke, spreading rapidly in the sky, overwhelming the sky, and almost covering the entire space.

At this time, a slight, strange sound came from within the void, like a giant beast roaring in a deep voice. Waves of sound waves came, making everyone who heard it feel numb.

Xie Huan mingled among the people eating melons, feeling the power and feeling like darkness was coming, making him feel like he was facing an abyss.

"Black Split, this power..."

Black Split is the Core Formation Realm Black Abyss creature that Xie Huan begged from the Wings of the Black Abyss. He has been branded as a God Slave and lives forever in the Treasure Flower.

Xie Huan transmitted his spiritual thoughts into Baohua, making the black crack feel the low roar.

"God! It's a god!"

Black Crane was horrified, crawling on the ground, trembling all over. The black body became like fluid, and like a shadow, and was about to burst.

"What is a god?"

Xie Huan asked.

"I don't know, I don't know. God is as great as the master, no, even greater than the master. He is the king of the entire black abyss, and is still above the king. He is an existence that we dare not touch."

Black Splitting said in fear, his whole body began to twitch, and he was so scared that he did not dare to cover his ears with his hands.

Seeing him like this, Xie Huan cut off his sense of sound.

I guessed that the voice was probably from that earth spirit, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Zhang Wuhen was overjoyed and shocked the whole world. His confidence suddenly increased a bit.

The sound quickly died down.

"What a familiar voice, Shenyin, is it you?"

Shi Mang said to the vast void.

But no reply.

Shi Mang waited for a while and then ignored it. At this moment, the island's spiritual smoke almost completely obscured the space. He said to Zhang Wuhen: "Although the top-secret space of Xiwang Island is hidden, Xie Huan cannot use common sense to infer it. I will The island owner will seal this top-secret space for another level, thank you.”

"Corpse Emperor! You will pay the price for your actions!"

Zhang Wuhen was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Shi Mang was too lazy to say anything else. The spiritual smoke on the Immortal Island became thicker, and all the scenery and people were obscured and could no longer be seen clearly.

Zhang Wuhen was so depressed that he had no choice but to return in anger.

The melon-eating monks were frightened and frightened when they saw that the usually aloof and god-like island owner was deflated. They were afraid that Zhang Wuhen would do something in anger, which would affect the fish in the pond like themselves, and they would all disperse in a rush.

Xie Huan also dispersed among the crowd.

He heard all the conversations between Shi Mang and Zhang Wuhen clearly, and immediately realized that his opportunity had come. As long as Shi Mang and Zhang Wuhen started a war, he could fish in troubled waters and leave the island.

Three days, as long as you can survive three days without being caught by Zhang Wuhen, you will win.

He smiled softly, let alone three days, if he wanted to hide, Zhang Wuhen wouldn't be able to find him even for three years.

He swaggered back to Qingming Mansion.

First, I believe that Qing Ming and the others will never sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Second, some of the core members of the Qing Ming Mansion are also their own slaves. They are safer here than anywhere else.

As Nascent Soul cultivators, Qing Ming and the others were called directly to the meeting and did not return until midnight.

The Qing family is responsible for the security of Xiwang Island, and the merchants are responsible for the security of the temple. Both families were scolded by Zhang Wuhen. Everyone in the entire venue hall had a sinister look on their faces, and no one dared to say a word.

This made the three of Qing Ming even more trembling and uneasy. Once their collusion with Xie Huan was discovered, they would definitely be dead.

When Qing Ming returned to the mansion, he was exhausted. He had spent half the day in worry and fear. He was more tired than even Yu Shunu, and he felt as if he was exhausted.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Xie Huan doing something in the hall. He was so frightened that he was trembling all over. He pointed at Xie Huan and did not even dare to say a word, for fear of alarming everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Qingming, don't be nervous."

Xie Huan smiled and said generously: "Sit down and drink some tea to calm down."

Qing Ming took a deep breath, stepped forward and drank the tea in one gulp, and said with a pale face: "Why haven't you left yet? What are you doing here?"

"Let's go? Where can I go? I've been living in fellow Taoist's house, so naturally I'm here to live."

"Fellow Taoist, just be okay. Don't stay here with me. Find another place. Just because I treat you respectfully and never neglect you, Taoist friend let me live."

Qing Ming was so sad that he almost knelt down.

(End of this chapter)