The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 22 Danyang
"This is Zhu Jiang!"

"Danyang County is located on the south side of Zhujiang River. Every morning, the morning glow is reflected on Zhujiang River. From a distance, the entire Zhujiang River appears red, so it is called Danyang."

A Qigong practitioner who was familiar with Danyang's topography was riding a horse in front. He was originally from Danyang Taoist Temple, and later joined the Wu family.

Now I can be said to have returned home in glory!

Wu Yong took out the communication symbol and contacted his cheap uncle, and started chatting online.

Fortunately, Wu Xuan was already familiar with the dragon horse, and the green-scaled dragon horse no longer hated her scent. Wu Xuan drove the dragon horse while Wu Yong chatted enthusiastically online behind the saddle.
The group went down along the bank of Zhujiang River, raising their heads and riding the ten-foot-tall green-scaled dragon horse stepping into the cold river water, its tail slapping the water surface, looking extremely leisurely.

The fleets passing by on the river all looked sideways. This green-scaled dragon horse, which is very characteristic of the North Sea, appeared in Dongzhou, which borders the Penglai Sea, and it was extremely eye-catching!
When we reached the outskirts of Danyang, there were several Qigong Taoists holding paper talismans and Yin horses waiting at the river bank.

"Mr. Yong, my master is waiting for you in the distance. Please follow me!"

The two Taoists were slightly startled when they saw this huge team, and then they were overjoyed.

The clan has been under tremendous pressure these days!

Because the granddaughter of the clan leader won the first place in the Taoist Academy of Danyang, the in-laws of the He family, the Wu family of Dongjun, gave half of the Danjiang Market, which had been entrusted to the He family father and son, to He Yan as a gift.
There are thirty-six shops in the two streets of Danyang Market. Half of the profits are paid to the county government, and the rest are either sublet or sold...

But the remaining income is enough to support a prestigious spiritual family like the He family of Danyang.

The problem lies here. The He family does not have the ability to completely control this market, which leads to this difficulty!

Two Taoists rode on paper horses and led the way.

The paper-talisman Yin horse is considered a top-grade magical tool among Qigong practitioners, but it seems a bit ridiculous when compared with the Wu family's meter-tall dragon-scale horse.

"Yong'er."

A middle-aged man with a handsome figure was leading several people waiting on the river bank on the outskirts of the city. His excited expression seemed to be mixed with a hint of shame!
A white jade chariot was lying across his body. It was made entirely of white jade, engraved with dragon patterns and decorated with gold and stone. On the top of the chariot, tassels and precious lights hung on three sides, and all kinds of treasures such as necklaces, pearls, and silk were hung on the chariot.

Sixteen spirit puppets carried the white jade chariot. These spirit puppets were exactly the same as cultivators, with noses and eyes, and even the texture of their skin was so real. There were also boys holding incense and girls picking flowers. It was extremely luxurious!

"Uncle, I hope you are okay!"

Seeing this, Wu Yong rolled off the dragon horse and bowed slightly to the man in front of him, his uncle He Miao.

Since Wu Yong's parents and the head of the family all died in the Taoist court's expedition several years ago, the two of them have only met once when they attended the funeral.

Before I knew it, four years have passed!
"Hurry up, Yong'er, come here and let me take a good look!"

He Miao was unwilling to accept his gift, so he took two steps forward and grabbed Wu Yong's left hand.

After his sister passed away, the Wu family encountered many troubles. He was unable to help the Wu family. Instead, Wu Yong first gave him a great gift, the Danjiang Market, and then led the crowd to help him overnight after the trouble.
And what that unworthy woman did.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to mention that stupid thing.
He Miao affectionately held Wu Yong's arm, with a guilty look on his face.

"Yong'er Yan'er, that bastard acted on her own, you must not take it to heart!"

"At this point, I have no face to face you."

It was about the time when He Yan approached Wu Yong alone to propose to cancel the engagement. This incident really made He Miao ashamed to face his dead sister and this humble nephew.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? Sister Yan'er and I really have no such fate. She did a good job."

Wu Yong waved his hand.

He didn't care about the so-called breaking off of the engagement, and they didn't have an engagement, it was just a verbal agreement, and the two of them canceled it privately...

This cousin doesn't fit Wu Yong's style either!
He must either marry a woman with excellent talent, the ability of a magician, or the potential of a true lord!

Or she could be a noble lady from an aristocratic family who could help him in his career.

He really couldn't accept that this cousin of his was not within the fifth degree of mourning. He didn't take this kind of petty quarrel seriously!
"Oh, by the way, I have told my uncle before that if any noble family in a prefecture or county values ​​this market, my uncle should sell it without hesitation and accept the favor and resources."

"How could this happen?"

When Wu Yong transferred the ownership of Danjiang Market to the He family father and son, he warned that if the county government was to remain as it was, the He family could naturally take charge of the market.

If there is someone in a prefecture or county, especially one from a large family who wants to take him over, they should gladly sell him off and earn some good karma at the same time.

This is why he directly gave this market to the He family, hoping that they could benefit from it and gain the attention of other families!
How could this happen?
"During this period, no noble family has expressed the intention to acquire the store. Some prominent families and independent cultivators on the Penglai Sea have only thought about buying or renting one or two stores!"

He Miao shook his head. He had no idea about this attack!
Nearly 40% of the income from the market will be included in the Danyang County Government. For ordinary cultivation families, after being scraped by the Danyang County Government, it is indeed not very attractive.
So, we still don’t know who did it?
Wu Yong secretly sighed!

Thanks to their efforts in looking after this market town for the Wu family, the He family's father and son were able to rise from a local clan to a prestigious family of practitioners over the past few decades.

With the temper of this father and son, they would never want to sell Wu Yong to their market even if they died. Such a big thing happened, but they didn't even inform Wu Yong.
I don’t know whether this action has harmed them!
Wu Yong raised his eyes and glanced at the monks and followers behind him, and said:

"We have been traveling day and night, so please find a place for us to rest first, uncle!"

"Yes, yes, look at my memory, I was so excited for a moment. Everyone, please follow me. The manor has been arranged for you!" He Miao came back to his senses.

Then, with a slight wave of his sleeves, the He family's servant boy cleared the road in front, and the Qigong practitioners rode on spirit storks to guard them on both sides.

"Please take a seat! Wu Zongzi."

He Miao raised his right hand slightly and invited Wu Yong to get on the chariot with a smile!
The Dao Court suppressed the Nine Provinces for tens of thousands of years, expelling demons, sweeping away ghosts, slaying evil ways, and chasing away side sects, making the entire Nine Provinces clean. Even the side sects and so on were driven to the hometown of the North Sea, the Penglai Group.
Under the rule of the Taoist court where immortals are supreme, the aristocratic families of immortals are becoming increasingly extravagant.

When traveling, one must ride on a chariot, with gold and jade being the lowest and precious materials being the best. There must be boys serving, girls scattering flowers, and Taoist soldiers and spiritual locust trees as guards.
Wu Yong disliked this kind of ostentatious and extravagant style very much. He led 3,000 Taoist soldiers and rode his horses across the six counties and 81 states of Dongzhou. This was the character he pursued!
but.
After all, he came to support the Danyang He family. If he got entangled with a woman - a half-demon - in public and rode on the same horse with her, it would be embarrassing if the news got out.

After thinking it over again and again, Wu Yong finally boarded the white jade chariot.

He really had only a vague understanding of the etiquette and regulations for traveling by a family of cultivators, but he was leaning on the white jade sedan chair with an extremely broad view, and the clear and spiritual air hanging from the canopy separated the inside and the outside.

The boy held incense, making the chariot full of fragrance. The girl served, peeled a green grape and handed it to Wu Yong, trying to please him.
The road was cleared by the coming and going. First, the Qigong practitioner of the Wu family led the way on a spirit stork, and then a qingtan carriage and a white jade sedan chair came, the two went side by side. Wu Yong and his uncle He Miao were chatting through the window.

Behind the chariot was a large team, with several Qigong practitioners from the He family and two sorcerers from the Wu family at the front.
The ten-foot-tall dragon horses moved forward with the clatter of a drum. On top of the dragon horses were strong monks wearing different Taoist robes. These Qigong practitioners who came back from Beiyuan were always three times more fierce than those from Dongzhou!

The only thing they all had in common was that almost everyone was equipped with a token about a foot and a half long, the Wind Path - the Wind Controlling Decree! It was also the signature magic tool of the Wu family of Dongjun!

"What a grand display!"

"Whose family is this? If I'm not mistaken, this is Longma? The spiritual beast mount of the North Sea. How could it appear in our Penglai Sea?" "Isn't this the boss of the He family? The He family's market was robbed a few days ago, causing panic among the people. How could he have the leisure to appear here?"

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"Haha! Who else can support the He family at this time?"

There were many monks and Taoist students from various places among the pedestrians passing by on the road. They were very well-informed and saw the Wind-Controlling Decree inserted on the side of the Dragon Saddle at a glance.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense can guess that Danyang is going to be in turmoil in the near future.
"Uncle, do you know who did this? Looting the market and killing dozens of people! This is no small matter."

Wu Yong leaned against the jade sedan chair and asked sideways.

Now that we have made a name for ourselves, we have to do it well. I just don’t know who is behind this!
"They should be a group of water warriors, and their leader is nicknamed Water Qilin." He Miao hesitated in his words.

"This time I brought four second-level immortal warriors, thirty Qi training experts, and a battalion of soldiers!"

"Uncle, don't hesitate. If it's just an ordinary warrior on the water, just attack and kill him. The world of the Dao Court is not a place for such a filthy person to run wild."

"I remember Sister Yan is close friends with the eldest daughter of the Zhao family. Perhaps we can use this opportunity to get a feel for what's going on!"

Wu Yong waved his hand.

The Dao Court has suppressed the world for tens of thousands of years. If independent cultivators at sea or ordinary sects cross the line, they can just file a lawsuit to the Dao Court!
The aristocratic family and the nine-grade custom crushed the ambitions of all practitioners.

The great wizard with the golden elixir in his belly, the true god who can move mountains and fill the sea, will be like window paper in the Taoist court and will be easily crushed by this trend!
If it was just a group of vicious people, or if it could only be a group of vicious people, I'm afraid their end wouldn't be much better.

"On that day, a thick fog rose along the coast of Zhujiang River. Only that group of sea warriors roamed freely. The leader, Shui Qilin, was known as the Dinghai General of Penglai Sea. He was extremely powerful!"

"He has dozens of warships and no less than eight immortal sorcerers, and he himself has already begun to condense his evil spirit and refine his energy."

He Jin then explained the various situations one by one.

That is what mortals often call pirates. These immortal pirates shamelessly call themselves General Dividing Water and Captain Dinghai. They run rampant on the Penglai Sea, mainly collecting "tolls" between Dongzhou, Jiaozhou and the various sects in Penglai!
However, for some reason, this time they targeted the market on the shore and threatened to target the He family.
"Well, if there are only eight warlocks, we can still handle it!"

“Just need to know more.”

Wu Yong frowned slightly.

It's been so long and we still don't understand the details?
But I can understand it!

He Miao and his son were the only ones in the family who had achieved sorcery. Even among the prominent families in Kyushu, the He family was one of the most low-end ones, and was rated as the ninth rank. How could they think of taking revenge on such a powerful person?
It seems that if we want to do it, we have to do it thoroughly. Otherwise, not only will the Wu family lose face, but the He family will also be hurt.
Soon, this huge team entered Danyang and stayed in the He family's villa!

This villa is not luxurious, it is just a mortal courtyard with five courtyards. Although it is kept very clean, there is nothing special about it, and it does not have any formations or barriers.

"Wait, is Officer Boyu here? Why are you youngsters the only ones here today? You must take out the best grass-fed soybeans and take good care of the dragon colts of the upper tribe!"

A Qigong practitioner from the He family rode a spiritual stork and took the cultivators from the Wu family to the side yard to place the dragon horse!

A martial arts monk whipped his horse whip and stood in front of the horse servants, not allowing them to make contact.

"No need, we have our own food and fodder, you guys can go and do your own things, we have people on duty at night, there's no need to come again!"

After sending the grooms away with a cold look, the monks of the Wu family began to assign tasks.

Dragon horses are spiritual beasts, and their behavior is more like that of Jiao, and they are carnivorous. You can't let these horsemen feed them carelessly, or they will turn into horse food when you wake up in the morning.
What's more, they didn't dare to hand over their mounts to others casually!

A few monks were left behind to take turns on duty, and then everyone followed the He family's servants to go downstairs to rest.

At this time, Wu Yong, Wu Xuan and He Miao also entered the main hall and sat opposite each other.

"Wu Xuan has a very high talent for True Spirit blood. I want to establish a Blood Origin Contract to absorb her into the Wu family as a branch of the family!"

Wu Yong extended his left hand towards Wu Xuan.

It doesn't sound good to call her a half-demon, so they embellished it a little and said that she had awakened her true spirit bloodline, which made her seem outstanding!
"Then congratulations to both of you." He Miao chuckled.

The Wu family has had too few people in recent years, so this method could be useful to recruit a few side branches!
"We have been traveling all day and all night from Dongjun. Let us rest for a day and discuss other matters tomorrow, okay?"

Wu Yong saw his slightly dull uncle and asked.

"Oh! Okay, I'll come back tomorrow. You guys can have a good rest."

He Miao nodded suddenly, and after showing concern for the two of them, he turned around and left the villa.

At the same time, several ordinary guards were transferred from the He family mansion!

After watching He Jin leave, Wu Yong sat quietly in the lobby, squinting his eyes and not saying a word. Suddenly the whole scene seemed bleak.

Wu Xuan was a little confused. She sat there not knowing what to do. She kept rubbing the teacup with her right hand.
After a long time.

"master!"

"Zongzi!"

The two sorcerers stepped into the hall at the same time, bowed slightly to Wu Yong, and then stood in front waiting for orders!
"I'm here in Danyang this time, so I have to follow the necessary etiquette."

"Tonight, you two will deliver a visiting card to Danyang Prefecture and Ziling Zhao Clan respectively!"

"Also, find the captain that Chief Steward Lie mentioned and ask him to come to the other courtyard for a gathering in the evening."

"Thank you for your hard work, both managers."

Wu Yong handed over two exquisite mustard seed bags with blessing patterns and gold and jade beads to the two men, and patted them gently on the shoulders.

Let the two of them test the attitudes of the two families, and the captain recommended by Chief Steward Lie really came in handy!
The He family is small and weak, and there are many things they don’t want to do, dare not do, and cannot do.

Wasn't the attack they suffered this time a slap in the face of the Wu family?
Now that you are here, you have to do it well and use enough heads as a foothold!

Wu Yong tightened the paper figure Danqing in his sleeve.

A quasi-mage who is concentrating his energy and refining his evil spirit?
If he wants to cause trouble, I'm afraid he is not qualified enough!
(End of this chapter)