I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Yuntong Dragon Palace.

main hall.

Bamboo bursts of silk, dance and music.

Ao Xuan sat on the head, shook his head and tasted the spirit wine, laughing loudly from time to time.

Chan Master Hongyun, who was at the first right, asked, "Why is your Majesty laughing?"

"This king laughs at Qingyun Mountain God, as the ancestor of Yuan Ying, he is so timid and afraid of things."

Ao Xuan said: "In three years, not to mention cleaning up the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain, even the mountain temple did not dare to take half a step, and this king was worried for nothing."

The wolf demon on the right said enviously, "We used to sit at the same table with that mountain god, but in the blink of an eye, he would become the immediate boss."

The other two Golden Core Demon Kings in the hall immediately became interested when they heard this and asked for details.

After the wolf demon told the story, the group of demons were amazed, envious and jealous, but couldn't help but ridicule the **** of Qingyun Mountain for being cowardly and cowardly.

Ao Xuan said contemptuously: "In the end, it's a loose cultivator in the mountains, without a background to back it up. If you get lucky, you will definitely cherish your life. How dare you do it easily?"

"You can't compare to the Dragon King!"

"The descendants of the real dragon, the imperial court does not dare to act rashly, let alone the mere sixth-grade mountain god?"

"That mountain **** is also ignorant of etiquette. Knowing that the Dragon King is the descendant of the real dragon, he should have come to visit!"

"The gods of Qingyun Mountain are all headed by Yuntonghe. Which mountain **** dares to act rashly? In the future, the imperial court will blame it, and I can't say that I am afraid, and I will come to find the Dragon King to rescue!"

"…"

Three or five jars of spirit wine entered the stomach, the atmosphere became cheerful, and the speech became more and more reckless.

After drinking, the words were exaggerated and boastful, but Ao Xuan listened to it, and wondered if he was using the power of the Dragon Clan to bully the unscrupulous Qingyun Mountain God.

Of course, this is just a thought.

No matter how much Ao Xuan drinks, he doesn't dare to be arrogant in front of Yuan Ying's ancestors.

Chan Master Hongyun gulps drinking and eating meat, reminding: "Dragon King still needs to be careful, don't let that mountain **** get paralyzed, so as not to show weakness!"

"Don't worry, Zen master."

Ao Xuan said to the people in the hall: "This king asked the emperor for a talisman, and if the mountain **** came to the door, he only needed to resist for a moment and a half, and the emperor would be able to come from Jishui."

"So good."

Chan Master Hongyun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again: "Unless the mountain **** is crazy, he doesn't dare to call the door in person. He is probably looking for a puppet to stir up trouble. I can take it after I wait."

"The Zen master is right."

Everyone even claimed that it was, and they were fortunate to take refuge under the Dragon Palace.

It has been nearly 20 years since the Daheng imperial court has been inspecting the capital and making plans, and the righteous gods in the capital have been swiped back and forth several times. Compared with the past, it can be called the Qingming of officials, and the court's willingness to force the bead tax has doubled.

The court has benefited, and the next step is to deal with the wild gods.

However, the wild **** is different from the right god, the background is complex and far-reaching, and the court does not dare to act rashly.

Test each other, you come and I go.

To this day, there is no state capital, and the real one has begun to purge the wild gods.

At this moment.

boom!

A loud noise came from outside, and immediately the Dragon Palace shook, rubble fell, tables and chairs overturned.

"what happened?"

Ao Xuan's face showed anger, and he was instructing the left and right to investigate, and General Crab, who listened, rushed into the hall.

"Oh no!"

"Your Majesty, a Taoist priest came from outside, claiming to be Yuntong Hebo, who was canonized by the imperial court. General Shrimp told him that he never thought that a few thunderbolts would be blown away."

General Crab's voice was intermittent, obviously frightened.

Ao Xuan frowned slightly, and looked at Chan Master Hongyun and the others. He already had some guesses in his heart and asked with a loud voice.

"Only one Taoist?"

General Crab nodded again and again: "Just one."

"Humph! Just a little Taoist, dare to come to my Dragon Palace to be wild?"

Ao Xuan suddenly felt relieved, and as expected by the Zen master, he said, "Quickly go and order the three thousand water demons. The four fellow Daoists might as well accompany this king to meet the so-called Yuntong Hebo?"

"promise!"

Everyone agreed with a bang, and followed Ao Xuan out of the palace.

After a while.

The water on the Yuntong River was turbulent, and vortices suddenly appeared one after another, and then thousands of water demons were about to come out.

The drum horns rang in unison, and the shouting was loud.

hold head high-

The sound of dragon whistling came, and I saw nine black flood dragons pulling the chariot, and finally flew out from the bottom of the water,

Wind Tiger Dragon Cloud.

At the moment when the black flood dragon appeared, the sky was filled with dark clouds, thunderous thunder rolled, and a torrential rain fell in an instant.

Ao Xuan stood in the first place of the dragon carriage, wearing a purple robe, with his hands behind his back, his face was stern, he raised his eyes and looked forward.

"Where did the junior come from, An dare to come to this king's dragon palace to be wild?"

"The mere wild god, the pomp is not small!"

The Taoist priest was Wang Hong, and there was a yellow book in his hand, saying: "I am the Qingyun Mountain God canonized Yuntong Hebo, and I came to take office today, and all the monsters in the river are under the command of this god!"

"Hahaha!"

Ao Xuan seemed to have heard the joke, so he laughed a few times and laughed: "This king is also a ghost of Yuntong River. You have the guts to issue orders. Try whether this king will listen?"

Wang Hong was attentive, and said loudly: "Ao Xuan, the mere snake demon, don't you kneel when you see this god?"

Ao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and angrily said, "How courageous! This king will definitely take you out of your soul..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Wang Hong speak again.

"Ao Xuan, the snake demon of the Yuntong River, disobeyed He Bo's order, and threatened to kill the righteous **** of the court. According to the law of Daheng, he should be executed!"

talking room.

Before Ao Xuan and the others could react, they saw Wang Hong's cuffs fly out of the seal magic weapon, and it spun and turned into the size of a hill, smashing it with an immeasurable amount of black and yellow divine light.

"This magic weapon..."

Ao Xuan looked horrified. The power of this treasure is definitely not possessed by Jin Dan. He opened his mouth and spat out a pair of dragon horns to resist, and at the same time, his figure burst back hundreds of feet away.

rumbling...

The seal fell, the black flood dragon screamed, and it exploded into nine blood flowers in the air.

The Xuanhuang divine light overflowed like ripples, and any water demon that touched it was twisted and broken into several pieces in an instant, and five hundred of them died in just one blow.

"Damn! Lingbao!"

Ao Xuan screamed in the sky, turned into a black dragon of hundreds of feet, and roared: "Four fellow Daoists shot together, this guy is only in the early stage of Jindan, and he won't be able to move it a few times."

"Let's start together."

Chan Master Hongyun and others either cast magic treasures or manifested the true body of the demon king, forming a formation to besiege Wang Hong.

"More to fight less?"

Wang Hong hung a golden bell magic weapon to protect himself, and said to the surrounding: "I also ask you brothers and sisters to help them and kill the rebels!"

"Young junior brother, don't be polite."

"Just a few monsters can be killed at will!"

"This black dragon is not bad. Pindao refines the shocking drum, and is missing a good animal skin!"

Seven or eight voices came in a row, and I saw ten figures manifest, surrounding Ao Xuan and others in the center.

Wang Hong took out the black flag from his cuff again, shook it a few times, and thousands of black armored cultivators flew out of it, all of them stepping on the black cloud, and the gloomy wind was blowing, all of them were foundation-building ghost cultivators.

"This is…"

Chan Master Hongyun is well-informed and knowledgeable. He saw the seal characters on the flag clearly, and said in awe: "Yongning City God is under the command of Yin soldiers!"

The City God Temple is in charge of the Yin Si order, and is responsible for catching the ghosts and ghosts who do not want to enter the reincarnation, so as not to disturb the common people. Killing them directly is too wasteful. Most of them erase their memories and become Yin soldiers.

The Yin soldiers under the Yongning City God's command are considered to be the most famous army of ghosts in Daheng.

Only relying on the resources of the City God Temple, it is difficult to maintain the regulation, but it was only made after Danxiazi allocated the spirit.

Because of this, Wang Hongfang was able to borrow the flag of the Yin Soldier!

"Yongning City God? Heaven Mending Sect!"

Ao Xuan thought to this point, the dragon's tail swayed and turned to escape into the distance.

Gu Xiaoke is different from Zhou Yi in that he is in charge of a government, and he is a disciple of the Heaven-Mending Sect who has been famous for hundreds of years.

Strong and strong background.

Not to mention Jishui Dragon Emperor, Shangmin Shuijun, who was going up further, didn't want to provoke him, and Ao Xuan didn't even dare to go back to the Dragon Palace, so he just gave up Yuntong Hebo and fled.

"Pindao's drum skin, where to go?"

The old man who spoke had a kind face, but his hands were extremely ruthless.

hold head high!

Ao Xuan slammed into the net pocket, he wanted to tear it apart with the body of the black dragon, but he never thought that another Jindan cultivator would take action, urging the pagoda magic weapon to suppress it.

Chan Master Hongyun and the others are also not easy to deal with, all of them are one against two.

Not to mention running away, it is difficult to save one's life!

…

Thousands of miles away.

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, and suddenly there were all kinds of divine light, and suddenly the wind and rain were dark, and from time to time there were shouts of scolding.

A ray of divine light fell on the ground, rumbled and shattered dozens of miles of mountains.

After a long time.

The roar ceased, and two figures stood in the air.

The black-clothed old man cupped his hands and said, "Please return to Jishui, Lord Long."

The other man with the head of a dragon is Ao Lie, Jishui Longjun, and said solemnly: "This emperor only wants to take Xuan'er away, and I don't care about the rest. Is this not possible?"

The old man's expression did not change: "Master has an order, please return to Jishui!"

Ao Lie's eyes were red: "What a god-turning emperor, so domineering? How dare you deceive my dragon family!"

"Please return to Jishui, Lord Long!"

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, his fingertips shone with aura, and his magical powers could be swayed at any time.

"Good good! This emperor's revenge for losing his son, this is written down."

Ao Lie was originally irritable, but at this time, he was furious.

"Yuan Ding's child led the wolf into the room, and the emperor watched. This Daheng changed his name. By then, the three houses of Jishui will be flooded in order to sacrifice my son's spirit in the sky!"

After saying that, it turned into an escape light and left.

…

the next day.

Yuntong Hebo translocation.

Ao Xuan died on the spot, and the dragon skin was refined into a magic weapon, which was hung in the Hebo Mansion to intimidate the Quartet.

Many wild gods in Qingyun Mountain heard the news and were shocked three times a day.

…

half a month later.

Qingyunshan Temple.

Zhou Yi was meditating and refining his qi, and was guarding General Jin Jia.

"Yishan Mountain God asks to see you!"

"Bring it up."

Zhou Yi's eyes shone with aura, and he knew the purpose of this mountain **** without deep thought.

The battle of Yuntonghe revealed too much news. Now, no one knows that the background of the Qingyun Mountain God is the Heaven-Mending Religion. In front of such a large force, the mere wild gods are not even ants.

Unstoppable, try to join!

Even if the loss is huge, as long as you can invest in the Heaven Mending Sect, you will have countless benefits in the future.

After a while.

The Yishan Mountain God came to the Yongning Palace, looking like a middle-aged Taoist priest, with a mana breath in the late stage, he was considered the top among the wild gods in Qingyun Mountain.

Pfft!

The middle-aged Taoist knelt down directly, and there were three more bangs, and then he spoke.

"Jingxu, the younger generation, pay homage to God!"

Zhou Yi raised his brows and said, "You have investigated quite a bit, so you should know what the poor man likes?"

Jing Xu immediately showed a happy expression, took out the storage bag from the cuff, and offered it with both hands: "This is the accumulation of the younger generation for hundreds of years, please accept it with a smile, and the people under his command have selected three hundred beauties, and they will be delivered in a few days."

"Hehe, it seems that the reputation of the poor road, greedy for money and lust, has been widely circulated."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take a picture of the storage bag, his divine sense swept through the thousands of wishing power beads, and the rest of the spiritual stones piled up into mountains.

Yishan stretches for 3,000 miles. There is a vein of gold concentrate in the mountain, which is a necessary material for refining magic tools and magic weapons. Jingxu has been in charge of the vein for hundreds of years, which is enough to accumulate such wealth.

"God is a true temperament, and the younger generation respects it very much, and will act like this in the future!"

Jing Xu repeatedly flattered, and abruptly explained Zhou Yi's behavior as a true immortal.

Zhou Yi put the storage bag into his cuff. The cultivation in the Nascent Soul period consumes a lot of money, and the more spiritual things and spiritual stones, the better, but the voice changed.

"This seat is the **** of Qingyun Mountain, and the mines in the mountain are under my jurisdiction! You have stolen the number of mountain gods for hundreds of years, and you have repeatedly violated the laws of the court. This **** has the right to blow your soul away."

"When you die, this spiritual thing is still owned by the poor!"

"God forgive me..."

Jing Xu was so frightened that he kowtowed like smashing garlic, and he secretly scolded the old thief for being shameless, even worse than the rumors outside. Fortunately, he was prepared when he came.

"God, it's not long before you worshipped the Heaven-Mending Sect. There is no foundation in the sect. If all the subordinates' positions are occupied by the same sect, it is equivalent to bringing wolves into the room. Who will listen to your will in the future?"

"Well, how about that?"

Zhou Yi was very interested, this Jingxu's mind was quite active, but he miscalculated the situation.

Zhou Yi didn't care about the so-called authority of Qingyun Mountain. As long as he was willing to hand over enough power beads and spiritual things, he would rather hide in the temple and cultivate in the mountain temple than bother to fight for power with others.

Jing Xu said: "The younger generation is willing to be the forerunner of the gods and confront the other mountain gods, Hebo. The gods only need to reconcile and balance them, and then they will be in control."

"Well said."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Jing Xu wondered: "I don't know why God is sighing?"

In his opinion, Zhou Yi had no reason to refuse, and no one could bear to lose power. Qingyun Mountain straddles the land of the three prefectures. There are countless mineral veins in the mountain, and the authority directly represents the cultivation resources!

"It's a pity that you do all kinds of evil in your daily life, and you have repeatedly performed evil methods to harvest the people's incense and willpower."

Zhou Yi said with a righteous face: "The first **** is a disciple of mending the sky. He follows the teachings in the door and takes it as his responsibility to calm the disasters of the common people. The second is the righteous **** of the sixth rank of Daheng. He must be loyal to the court and eradicate the evil gods for His Majesty!"

"???"

Jing Xu looked at a loss, and could not understand how Paima Daojun had such a righteous side.

As everyone knows, this is also a horse!

"Evil God, be punished!"

Zhou Yi opened his mouth to spit out thousands of sword lights, and circled Jingxu for a while. Only half of the remnant remained in place.

"How could a poor man be unhappy with a big backer because of some spiritual things?"

"Yesterday, Master Danxiazi sent someone to send a message. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com The imperial court is very satisfied with the process of purging the wild gods. It won't be long before they can send a batch of supplies to suppress the bandits!"

After thousands of years, Zhou Yi had a far clearer view of the future situation of Daheng than Jing Xu.

Now withholding the previously promised divine position will inevitably create a gap with the same disciple. When the mountains and rivers are in Jingping, the court finds an excuse to punish Zhou Yi, who will speak for him in the court?

"Your Majesty is by no means a fool, it is impossible to see clearly, the wild gods of Qingyun Mountain have been handed over to the Heaven Repairing Church, which has already left a huge hidden danger!"

"The wild gods occupy the mountains as kings, after all, they are unorganized bandits, but the Heaven Patching Sect is an organized warlord..."

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