I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Venerable Hou Ri was truly surprised.

Seven kings fought for the throne, and the king was half a teacher. That era could be said to be the moment when the great demonic catastrophe at the end of the Middle Ages was truly coming to an end.

There are more than one person who is known as the ancestor of the holy land as "Hongdao Zhenjun", and they have taken action more than once.

The last generation head of Dongzhou Yuandaoling actually had such a tortuous experience, adding fuel to the flames in that turbulent era.

"In that case..."

Reverend Hou Ri thought about it, but couldn't think of a proper way to deal with it. He felt unwilling to just give up, so he had to ask, "Brother, how are you going to deal with this matter?"

"Nine lifetimes of grudges are connected by a thread. This secret technique is not only a method of fighting and sensing, but also a method of devouring."

The eyes of the Yangpan Sect Leader flashed with a sharp light, sometimes red, sometimes white, sometimes hot, sometimes cold. It was obvious that his mind was also working violently, sensing and thinking.

"That Dean White Fox has a deep hatred for our lineage. If his Void Secret Realm falls into our hands, I can use my secret method to arouse the old hatred and gradually make the secret realm go out of control, burn with resentment, and turn it into essence energy, which will be integrated into my secret realm. Maybe, I can use this to successfully break through to the Great Void Secret Realm."

"However, I feel that his secret realm is recovering very quickly and steadily, which means that the successor of Yuandao Ridge is probably not a simple character."

"It's hard to say what the origin of this successor is, whether he has any accomplices, and what his background is..."

The light in the eyes of the Yangpan Sect Leader dimmed. He found a thread among the myriad of threads and made a decision.

"Find someone to help us test it out."

Reverend Hou Ri asked suspiciously, "It needs to be someone strong enough to test, preferably someone at the Heavenly Man Realm, or even at the Lesser Void Realm. Brother, you obviously don't want someone from our sect to personally take action, but outside of the sect, how could a master of this level easily listen to our instructions?"

Sect Leader Yang Pan laughed, and without answering, he flipped his hand and took out a shell from his own secret realm.

As soon as Venerable Huo Ri saw the shell, he knew who this magical instrument was used to contact.

"Deng Gusha?"

Most of the forces in Lingzhou exist in the form of sects and tribes.

Although there is not only one Great Chu like in the Middle Earth that can be called an empire, to establish a country and become an emperor here, one must definitely have a profound foundation.

Currently, there are only four major demon kingdoms, namely "Shiling", "Huodou", "Pansy" and "Baixiang", which are operated in the form of dynasties. They are able to accommodate and unify the masters of other races within their territory.

Two years ago, the demon tribes that attacked the nine counties of the East China Sea in the Middle-earth were the work of the Pansi Demon Kingdom.

Deng Gusha was once the Grand Tutor of the Stone Spirit Demon Kingdom. He was in charge of the national finances and was in charge of all the elixirs, magic weapons, rare treasures, and secret books in the treasury. He held a high position of power and profound cultivation.

However, his corruption was too extreme, and the other demon officials in the same dynasty could not tolerate it, so a hundred years ago, at a grand court meeting, he was deprived of his real power.

Originally, he was going to be held accountable, but unexpectedly, he just happened to break through to the seventh level at that time and cultivated a small void secret realm, which was of extraordinary significance.

The Shiling Demon Kingdom still spared his life and gave him a sinecure. From then on, he was considered one of the dynasty's tributes.

"it's him."

The leader of the Yangpan sect drove the shell, and a shell-shaped light curtain was projected in the air, which was golden and rippled like water.

After a long while, the waves faded away, revealing the scene on the opposite side. It was a sturdy man wearing a golden crown, fine beads in his hair, and many fine and shiny crystals inlaid on his brow bones. He also had a thick beard stained with wine.

"Haha, how come the leader has time to contact me?"

"God of Wealth, where is the banquet going on again?"

Sect Leader Yang Pan exchanged a few pleasantries and said, "My junior brother and I were chatting in the garden, and we talked about going to the Pure Fox Clan soon to celebrate the birthday of the Pure Fox Ancestor."

"This birthday banquet is not ordinary. Not only is it to wake up the ancestor, but I heard that it is also to choose a husband for this generation of the saint. Since we are going to visit, we have to prepare more generous gifts to be polite."

"I counted the treasures of the sect and selected a few treasures. I was hesitant for a moment, and suddenly it occurred to me that I could ask the God of Wealth what kind of gifts you were going to give me, so that I could have some reference."

Deng Gusha was stunned when he heard this, and he stroked his thick beard and said thoughtfully: "Oh, yes, I have also received the invitation from the Pure Fox Clan. When it comes to gifts, you don't necessarily have to give them extra generous gifts. The Pure Fox Clan is rich and has everything they need."

The Yang Pan Sect Leader laughed and said, "Even if the God of Wealth randomly chooses something that is not very generous, it must be a generous gift in our eyes. I heard that you have a set of sword blanks from the Ancient Yue Dynasty that have been unused. Are you going to give it away this time?"

"This... Although I don't practice swordplay, the sword embryo is really good. It exudes the luster of the twelve Yuanchen, and it is shiny and pleasing to the eye."

Deng Gusha muttered a few words, then suddenly realized what was going on and laughed, "It's a pity that this set of sword blanks has already been bought by someone at a high price, otherwise I would definitely be willing to give it away."

The leader of the Yang Pan sect laughed and said, "I see. The God of Wealth is not short of good things. When you left office, I heard that someone gave you a gourd of Chenghuangdan."

"The holy beast Cheng Huang, it is said that in the Middle Ages, a patriarch of a holy land commented that if this beast was in a foreign land outside the realm and was not suppressed, even if an ordinary person rode it, he could live for two thousand years."

“Although there is no such good thing in the human world, if I can obtain the fossilized remains and make a pill out of it, it will also have spiritual power and auspicious energy, and can heal the hidden injuries and alleviate the decay of the old masters in the Void Secret Realm.”

"The God of Wealth is in his prime. If he gives this away, it will be useless. But he can get a lot of useful benefits from the Pure Fox Clan, right?"

Deng Gusha thought for a moment and said, "Unfortunately, I sold this gourd elixir not long ago."

In order to fight for the holy bone fossil, he hinted to his subordinates that they could do whatever they wanted. They destroyed seven major cities, damaged mountains and rivers, and set up a dragnet before they finally succeeded.

It was also during that time that many competitors were dealt a heavy blow, which made those big families too angry and they unanimously held the emperor accountable at the grand court meeting.

How can such a treasure be given away easily?

The Yang Pan Sect Leader pretended to have a complicated expression and hesitated for a while: "Could it be that the God of Wealth... has not yet decided what to give?"

"Ugh!"

Deng Gusha sighed, "To be honest, after I stepped down from the position of Grand Tutor, I have been neglected and have run out of money."

"Now my family doesn't have much money left, and I'm worried about how to give gifts."

The Yangpan Sect Leader was silent for a moment, then laughed and said, "If the God of Wealth really can't make ends meet for the time being, then our two families can go together."

"Just combine the gifts from both sides and make them equal. It will be considered as a gift from us together."

Deng Gusha was delighted: "Master, you are so kind that you are willing to use your family's generous gift to save the face of our two families. Very good, I will repay you in the future."

The Reverend Roaring Sun shouted, "Old Deng, are you really so stingy that you don't plan to contribute anything at all?"

Deng Gusha’s smile froze slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

The Yangpan leader quickly tried to smooth things over, thought for a moment, and said, "God of Wealth, how about this? You should at least show some respect by not giving me something from your own treasury, but grabbing some rare items on the way."

"As you know, we in the Yangpan Sect are good at sensing and are good at collecting intelligence. We often buy and sell information with intelligence leaders of all sizes in Lingzhou, and share what we have with each other."

"Half a year ago, when I was browsing intelligence as usual, I seemed to have seen a piece of news saying that a little flying bear was born near the Yuandaoling ruins."

Deng Gusha asked curiously, "A four-eared white bear with wings?"

The Yangpan Sect Leader said, "That's right. Although this kind of bear is not very useful, it is rare. I heard that the pure fox tribe also has a flying bear. I will give it another one to make a pair. It can be regarded as a token of my appreciation."

"You should come over and join us first. You should be passing by there. You can catch the bear. We can stay here for a while and then set off together to celebrate the birthday of the Pure Fox Clan."

Deng Gusha said happily: "This is good."

Anyway, it was a useless bear and he just caught it easily, so he didn't feel bad about it.

"It's been a while since I've been out visiting relatives and friends."

Deng Gusha said, "Okay, I'll set off now and meet you guys." The light curtain in the sky dimmed and retracted into the shell.

The Reverend Houri snorted coldly: "This miser!"

"It is precisely his personality that is needed for our use."

The Yang Pan Sect Leader collected the shell and said leisurely, "I did take a glimpse of the information about Fei Xiong at the beginning. He should have reached the fourth level of cultivation."

"The one who restored the Taoist tradition in Yuan Daoling must be a master of Confucianism and Legalism, who taught people widely and especially liked to teach people with strange appearances to be no different from ordinary people. How could he let go of a rare creature like a flying bear?"

"There's a 99% chance that Old Deng will be able to find something when he goes there. Send a message immediately to inform the intelligence organization we bribed and have them observe the movements near Yuandao Ridge."

Reverend Huo Ri added: "What if that person is not strong enough and gets killed by Old Deng after a conflict..."

"That's even better. The secret realm is half revived. I can use the Nine Lifetimes Grudges Method to find it myself."

The Yang Pan leader laughed and said, "If anyone seeks revenge in the future, they will seek out Old Deng, and we will have nothing to worry about."

………………

On the original ridge.

The little white bear sneezed for no reason.

"Damn it, Master Long is in such good health, how could he sneeze for no reason? It must be because that charcoal-headed guy sealed my power and spanked my butt so hard that the evil wind had a chance to take advantage of it."

The little white bear rubbed his butt and continued to wash the stone tablet by the lake, muttering to himself and complaining all the time, but he dared only keep it in his heart and not show it out loud.

Bao Zheng assigned homework to all students, and Little White Bear's homework was the most difficult.

It is necessary to use the remaining building stones from seven hundred years ago to carve the recently taught articles in order to dissolve the evil spirits deposited in these things.

The material of these stones is originally extraordinary. After being mixed with the evil spirit of the Qin Dynasty army, they are extremely cold and hard. Even a second-level warrior may be injured by the aura in the stone if he is not careful.

After the little white bear's bloodline was sealed, he was left with only his natural physical strength, which was about the same as a second-level warrior. Only by reading some of the true meaning of the article could he rely on a little bit of rich and righteous spirit to resist the evil spirit and leave traces of the words.

"Long Batian, have you finished your homework?"

A macaque with a green face, golden hair and big round ears, carrying several jars on its back, ran down the mountain quickly and arrived at the lake.

"I have finished my homework. Today we learned how to process three kinds of poisonous grasses and ferment them to remove the poison as raw materials. This is the finished product of my homework. Try it. Is it non-toxic?"

The little white bear smelled a fresh fragrance and quickly took it. Just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly thought, "That's not right. What do you mean by whether it's poisonous or not? You're not sure whether it's poisonous or not, and you're giving it to me to drink?"

"It's okay. You still have your foundation. Even if all the poison is preserved, this poisonous weed will be useless to you."

The big-eared monkey was very open-minded. "I heard that you were an expert in finding magical herbs. Try it and see if you can tell which three kinds of herbs these are."

The little white bear hummed twice, drank it in one gulp, and smacked his lips. "Nine-eared Paris polyphylla, red-footed snow lily, white-velvet sedum, how about that? That's right, I'm not exaggerating, when I was a kid I didn't even know how many kinds of poisonous and non-toxic grasses I ate."

The big-eared monkey looked at his mouth, nodded in relief, took out another can, and shouted to the back: "Hey, it's really not poisonous, come and drink it."

A large group of calves including Niu Shiyilang ran over, thanked the monkey, and happily held the jar to taste the food.

The little white bear glanced at them and didn't see the cutest cub he had ever seen. Hesitantly, he nudged the big-eared monkey with his elbow.

The big-eared monkey was knocked off balance by him, and then he did a somersault, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Um, is her name Nineteenth Sister?"

Little White Bear asked, "Why didn't their nineteenth sister come?"

When Niu Qiqilang heard someone asking about his sister, he looked up and said, "My sister doesn't like sweet things."

Little White Bear's face suddenly fell, staring at the big-eared monkey: "Monkey, you didn't even give Nineteenth Sister a drink. Don't even think about me giving you something new to try. You won't have a chance to improve your homework, and you won't get an A when you hand it in."

The big-eared monkey opened his eyes wide, and his watery eyes were full of questions.

Doesn't this bear understand human language? My sister Nineteen doesn't like sweets, so why did I refuse to give her any?

The little white bear was about to speak when he suddenly saw that all the clouds in the distance had a layer of golden edges.

The mountains were also covered with golden gauze, and huge golden light swept over from the horizon, like a silent and pressureless golden tsunami.

The big-eared monkey and others didn't notice anything.

The little white bear was shocked, knowing that this was a detection wave released by an extremely powerful person, an invisible means. It was only because of his special talent that he could see the golden light.

He didn't know who had unleashed this method, but he was already feeling extremely uneasy. He suddenly grabbed the hemp ropes that tied the jars and shouted, "Hurry up and get on the mountain."

Niu Shiyilang and others didn't know what was going on, but when they saw him snatch the jar away, they hurriedly chased after him up the mountain.

"Hahahaha, what a chubby little bear!"

Thousands and countless golden coins flew out of the sky. All of them were round on the outside and square on the inside, with unclear words engraved on them. They combined into a giant palm and grabbed everything.

“Come with me!!!”

His grab was not aimed at the polar bear alone, but to dig up the entire mountain, including two or three hilltops, and make it into a bonsai, which would be used as a gift later.

After all, sending just a polar bear as a gift is certainly not as good as sending the polar bear's habitat as a gift, which looks more stylish.

Deng Gusha has always been generous with such ingenious ideas that don't require any spending of his own money.

Su Hanshan, who was standing on the top of the mountain, looked at the big hand that even included him and couldn't help but touch his chin.

"Jiu Gong, are we too low-key?"

Speaking of which, among the three great masters currently in Yuandaoling, Ma Jiugong is good at divination and is afraid of being calculated by others, so no matter what realm he is in, he will add layers of encryption to himself and be extremely hidden.

Su Hanshan's spirit merged with the spiritual aura of all living beings, and his breath was connected with the energy of the earth's veins. It seemed that he had been integrated with this land since time immemorial.

Bao Zheng recently felt a mysterious resonance, and the aura was flowing towards an unknown place in the void.

All three of them were just maintaining their normal habits or it was just coincidence.

But the result was that Deng Gusha's previous wave of investigation had missed all three of them.

"Or maybe it's because this person is too arrogant."

The brown branch in Su Hanshan's hand was originally stirring the spring water, but he suddenly pulled it out and swept it into the air.

A terrible bloodstain suddenly appeared on the big hand of money. The next moment, the bloodstain quickly faded, the big hand collapsed, and the clear water luster wrapped around every coin.

The dream bubble, the money wrapped in the bubbles, floated to the earth and burst in mid-air.

A surprised and painful groan was heard in the air, and Deng Gusha's figure appeared. He saw a faint bloodstain on his right hand, and his face immediately became solemn.

"I am the Deng Ancient Temple of the Stone Spirit Dynasty. Who is attacking me for no reason?"

Su Hanshan stared at the man, his eyes emitting a green glow and his aura became cold.

"There is no one in my sight, but there is someone in the secret realm..."

(End of this chapter)