Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 658: Huangliang Group Fight
Zheng!
The azure energy that emanated from his body made a clanging sound like a sword, and two Zhenwu heroic spirits whose faces could not be seen gathered and appeared, one on the left and one on the right, holding Zou Sijiu's shoulders and sandwiching him tightly in the middle.

"I didn't hear what you just said clearly, how about you say it again?"

Chen Qisheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zou Sijiu with a half-smile.

"Look at you. You are now a legitimate old-school shepherd king. Even if you were in the old Wudang Mountain, you would be an elder. Why are you still so unstable?"

Zou Sijiu slowly put down his crossed legs, put his hands on his thighs, and sat upright.

"What I mean is that Lao Li is the King of Revolution, and you are the King of Shepherd. In terms of title, you are the same as him. He is the source of the independent martial order, and you are also the source of the old Taoist order. In terms of status, you are no different at all. There is no need to belittle yourself!"

"Oh, so that's what you mean. Did I misunderstand you?"

Zou Sijiu glared and said, "Of course!"

"What did you mean by retirement?"

"Retirement, what's the point of retirement? It's more like a funeral!"

Zou Sijiu said solemnly, "You know that Yan Dongqing's grandson went to Mount Longhu, right? After Lao Li has dealt with the affairs of Northern Zhili, we brothers should go and deal with him. If Zhang Xiji, that old man, is ignorant and insists on jumping out to block the way, then you will have to help Daoxu clean up the mess."

"Let me, an old-school Taoist priest, fight against a new-school Taoist, Weiye Tianjun. Zou Sijiu, you really can't bear to see your brother die."

"What are you talking about? We should be very dignified. If we can't win, we can just turn around and run away. Anyway, we have Lao Li to back us up, so what are we afraid of?"

"Then let me thank you on behalf of Lao Li?"

"We are all brothers, why are you being so polite?"

Zou Sijiu smiled awkwardly and took off the two heroic arms on his shoulders: "Let's talk about something serious. Have you figured out the matter about the old-fashioned Daoxuer, Lao Chen?"

Zou Sijiu raised his hand and poked his temple. "With so many fellow apprentices in your mind, you can't have forgotten something so important, right?"

“I haven’t forgotten this.”

Chen Qisheng took back the two Qi spirits and spoke calmly.

Zou Sijiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean? Are you asking me to rebuild Wudang?"

"Wudang has always been there, there is no need to rebuild it. As long as I can regain the title of the Taoist ancestral home, I will naturally be promoted to the second level of Taoism."

"Is this still okay?"

Zou Sijiu was stunned: "What's the difference between this and asking you to destroy Longhu Mountain?"

"Brother Yanlong led me into the mountain gate. I am now a Wudang disciple. Even if there are no ritual requirements, I will have to settle accounts with Zhang Xiji sooner or later. Anyway, we have to fight anyway, so why think so much?"

"Your heart is as solid as a rock. I admire you!"

Zou Sijiu gave a thumbs up, then pondered for a moment and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Now I understand why Wudang Mountain helped the new Taoist sect. It turns out there is such a trick behind it. It seems that Zhang Xiji was really insidious back then. He actually set up such a conspiracy, forcing Wudang Mountain to stand up and help him block the knife."

Zou Sijiu said with a tut-tut sound: "Isn't he worried that Wudang Mountain will really take over? If Zhang Zhenren had successfully been promoted to the second rank, there would be no place for Longhu Mountain in the world of Taoism."

Chen Qisheng nodded: "The elders of Wudang Mountain thought the same as you did, so they decided to take a gamble, and then they lost everything."

"In the final analysis, it's because you old-school people are too honest, which is why you fell into the trap of that old dog Zhang Xiji."

Zou Sijiu snorted coldly: "If you ask me, if you want the Taoist sects in the world to respect Wudang as their ancestral temple, there is no need to go through so much trouble. Can't you just join forces with the Wuxu sect? If anyone dares not to bow his head, I will stare at him and beat him until he surrenders. A little kindness is a debt of gratitude, and a big rice is a debt of resentment. For those ungrateful wolves who can never be satisfied, fists are the best way to satisfy them!"

"As expected of my Master Zou, this unique Huangliang Wuxu in the world is indeed extremely domineering."

Chen Qisheng asked jokingly, "I just wonder when Master Zou will be able to advance to the second level of Yin-Yang sequence and dominate Huangliang?"

"It's almost time. I'll be the first one to notify you."

Zou Sijiu laughed it off, but found that Chen Qisheng was still staring at him with a teasing look. He scratched his head in annoyance and sighed heavily.

"Although your Dao Er ritual requires you to take on the entire new Dao order, you are still fighting against others in the real world. With our brothers' help, there is still some hope. I am different, Master Zou. You and Lao Li cannot enter the Huangliang Dreamland. How can I, a lonely man, compete with others?"

Zou Sijiu had a worried look on his face. "It's said that after becoming the dream master, you are Huang Liang's beloved son. But no matter how close you are, there must be order of seniority. I am at best a weak and helpless second son now. How can I compete with others for the position of the eldest son? Not to mention that the position is already occupied by someone else. If I try to compete, won't my brain be beaten into a dog's brain?"

"Look at it more positively. At least we are better than Lao Li."

Chen Qisheng looked at Zou Sijiu's twisted face and said with a smile, "He is still crossing the river by feeling the stones, and he may not even have a direction."

"What is he afraid of? Apart from those old monsters in the second rank, who can do anything to him?"

"Actually, Master Zou, I have a way to solve your problem."

Chen Qisheng's expression suddenly turned serious, which made Zou Sijiu overjoyed.

"I know that you carry so many heroic souls on Mount Wudang, so you must know a lot of secrets! What do you mean, is there a way for you and Lao Li to go to Huangliang to help me?"

"The solution is very simple. You don't even need Lao Li. I can do it."

Chen Qisheng met the other party's hopeful gaze and said in a serious tone: "I will suffer a little loss, and if you call me dad now, I will let you be the legitimate son of the old-fashioned Taoist order. And like Zhang Siyuan, you are the only son. How about it?"

"piss off!"

Zou Sijiu, whose hopes were dashed, angrily cursed: "I find that you, Stinky Ox Nose, are not a good person now. Master Zou, I am here to be frank with you, but you are gloating over other people's misfortunes. Are you still a human being?"

Making jokes, laughing, and cursing.

Such rare peace was interrupted by a burst of urgent ringing.

The smile on Chen Qisheng's lips froze, and he suddenly looked up at a corner of the bronze wind chime hanging under the eaves of the Dream Catcher Pavilion.

Jingle Bell.
The copper bells rang automatically without wind, making bursts of clear sounds that echoed among the foothills.

Chen Qisheng stood up suddenly, his expression became extremely solemn, and he looked towards the east courtyard.

The entire East Courtyard is divided into two floors, and the various buildings constructed on the surface form a small mountain town, where mainly some low-level Mo Xu practice and live.

But at this moment, there was no one standing on the street.

Instead, the East Court members were lying on the ground in a mess, with their eyes closed and breathing slowly, looking like they were in a deep sleep.

hold head high!
A huge whale leaped out from the patio in the center of the town, shaking its head and tail, and roaring towards the sky.

There was a hint of helplessness and frustration in the roar, giving people the feeling that they knew they had been attacked, but could not find any trace of the enemy at all. They had all the strength but nowhere to fight back.

"Finally, the work has begun." Zou Sijiu stood up lazily, raised his hands and stretched.

"If you ask me, this should have been done a long time ago. What's the point of playing those bullshit conspiracies? It's better for everyone to set up their positions and have a real fight. If you win, you will be immortal, and if you lose, you will be buried in the mountains. How simple is that?"

"What time is it? You are still talking nonsense."

Chen Qisheng warned in a deep voice: "Be careful not to capsize in the ditch."

"Don't worry, Master Zou can only use one word to describe me now, and that is terrifyingly strong!"

Zou Sijiu grinned, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!
The moment the finger sounded, an endless dark ocean unfolded before Zou Sijiu's eyes.

Zou Sijiu stood on the sea with his hands in his trouser pockets. The area within a radius of ten feet was calm, as if not a single wave dared to cause trouble in his presence.

But if you look closely, you can see a yellow-tiled sea monster shaped like a giant turtle floating not far from Zou Sijiu's feet.

"You two have come from afar, why don't you introduce your names first? Otherwise, you will die in confusion and your life will be lived in vain."

Zou Sijiu smiled at the two people standing in the distance and raised his chin: "Tell me, what kind of monarch are you in the East Palace?"

"Zou Sijiu, we are not here for you today. If you know what's best for you, you'd better get out of the way."

The man who spoke was over ten feet tall, but extremely thin. At first glance, he looked like a thin bamboo pole. He wore a black robe with large cloud patterns embroidered on it that flowed continuously on the robe.

The person standing next to him was surrounded by a thick layer of khaki fog, which made him particularly eye-catching in the dark sea.

"I can see that, otherwise you wouldn't have dragged so many irrelevant people into the dream. What, did the little emperor ask you to come here? Do you want to use this method to force Old Li to leave Northern Zhili?"

Zou Sijiu shook his head and laughed: "To be honest, you guys in the East Palace are really idle. You haven't even cleaned up your own butts, and now you still have the mind to help others out?"

"Since you understand, there's no need to waste words. Go tell Li Jun that as long as he stops hunting down the people from the Spring and Autumn Society, these East Court Mo Xu will not die."

"No, it's not right. Nine out of ten things are wrong."

Zou Sijiu suddenly shook his head and rubbed his chin with the base of his right hand.

"What do you mean?" the bamboo man asked coldly.

"When I mentioned the little emperor, you followed my words and said, when did you people in the East Palace become so honest?"

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with his hands, revealing a few red hairs in his slicked-back hair. He squinted his eyes and smiled, "We are all in the Yin-Yang order. Although I have always been inaccurate in fortune-telling, you don't have to treat me like a fool, right?"

"Zou Sijiu, what do you want to say?"

"The Zhu family has already suffered once before, so they should know that even if they attack the East Courtyard, they will never be able to force Old Li to surrender, and they will only be beaten worse. On the contrary, Yan Dongqing is eager for Li Jun and the Zhu family to fight to the death, right?"

Zou Sijiu asked curiously, "What benefits did Yan Dongqing give you to make you help him like this?"

"Whether you understand it or not, you can't save these people today."

A deep voice was heard from the thick khaki fog.

"That's right, this is what you, the Nine Lords of the East Palace, should say. You have to be so domineering."

Zou Sijiu folded his arms in front of him and said, "But I'm going to make this clear today. Unless you step on my body, Master Zou, you won't be able to take anyone away. If you still have some dignity as a dream master, then disperse this dream and let these low-ranking Mo Xu leave. No matter what you want to do next, Master Zou will accompany you to the end!"

As soon as the words fell, something sudden happened in the distance.

Black clouds flew out from the bamboo man's robe and expanded into heavy clouds in an instant, covering the sea area.

Zou Sijiu's feet on the sea suddenly sank down to his calves, and his arms were wrapped in wisps of black clouds, like a layer of shackles.

"You guys are really despicable. You didn't even let Master Zou pretend to be satisfied before you attacked me. "

Zou Sijiu cursed and looked up at the dark clouds hanging above his head.

"The Dream Lord's Rule [Long Night Sealed Legacy]. So you are the Hu'e known as 'Lord of the East'?"

Zou Sijiu revealed the bamboo man's name and title, and asked with interest: "But I have two dream master rules. Which one are you going to lock me? Is it [Live as Long as Heaven and Earth], or [Boundless Dream]?"

The chattering voice echoed in the dark sea, but the only response to Zou Sijiu was the gradually roaring sound of the waves.

Wow!

A ferocious beast head suddenly broke through the surface of the sea. It was the giant sea beast that Zou Sijiu was stepping on!

It opened its mouth wide and swallowed him whole.

The vision went from bright to dark for only a moment, and the boundless ocean was replaced by cracked earth.

The wind was blowing, the sand was flying, the yellow earth was flying, and a scorching sun was hanging high in the sky.

The hot and scorching air seemed to ignite one's lungs, and every breath was a burning pain.

Zou Sijiu stomped his feet a few times, then looked around curiously, without any fear or worry of being trapped in the enemy's dream.

"This is [Eternal Yellow Earth]. So you are 'Shuo Jun' Mou An?"

Zou Sijiu said cheerfully, "You used the [Long Night Sealed Legacy] to lock up my [Boundless Dream], and then used the [Eternal Stasis of the Loess] to lock me up here. I have to say that your design is pretty good and quite interesting. But I still have a [Longevity of the Same as Heaven and Earth], what are you going to do?"

“Zou Sijiu, no matter you set the upper limit of strength here as Sequence Three, or whether you are a mortal, this is my Yellow Earth Jedi.”

The thick khaki fog that enveloped Mou An had dissipated, revealing a dark yellow and rough face.

"Here, your technical method of constructing Li Jun and others is just a trivial skill."

As soon as the words fell, hands suddenly stretched out from the cracks and gullies all over the ground, and many figures slowly crawled out from them.

Zou Sijiu could see clearly that these people were Mo Xu from the East Courtyard who was pulled into the dream.

Their bodies were covered with dust, their eyes were lifeless, and it was clear that they had lost control of their bodies.

Like a group of clay soldiers, they gathered towards Zou Sijiu!

"Zou Sijiu, let's see whether you have more people this time, or I have more people!"

(End of this chapter)