The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 29 Admission
And the center of the vortex in Dongjun.

Dongjun County Magistrate's Mansion!
At this time, two great magicians from outside, led the dean, teachers and outstanding students of the Taoist academy, and were in court with Ying Ji-Ying Heijiao.

"Ying Ji! You three families first repaired the blessed land without permission and moved in the harpy tribe, and then you let these monsters run wild for decades because of your own selfish desires."

"You have caused a demonic disaster, causing heavy losses to students who have participated in the Taoist Academy trials over the years. Do you admit your guilt?"

"My master has ordered that your two families withdraw immediately and are not allowed to enter the Taoist temple's blessed land again. You must also hand over the key to open the blessed land!"

The noble son of the Yuan family who descended on Shouchun first seized the Shouchun Taoist Temple, then expelled the Shouchun County Magistrate and took over the position of County Magistrate himself.

Now they have finally started to attack Dongjun!
This put the Ying and Zhou families under great pressure. If they couldn't hold on in the first step, Dongjun would probably become a dish sooner or later.

It just so happened that they were the ones who were unreasonable in this matter!
The four great wizards have been engaged in a heated argument for several hours since this morning.

"The incident in the Taoist secret realm is my fault!"

"The first sin is that I was arrogant and spoiled. I led a battalion of Taoist soldiers to clear out the Boneless Forest without authorization, which led to heavy losses. This is all my fault."

"The second sin is that I planned without restraint. The troops were divided during the trip to the blessed land, allowing the monsters to rush out of the forest and disturb the students. This is also my fault."

"Father, I would like to resign from this post as the county magistrate and the title of the county governor, and accept the punishment for my crime!"

"I will resign from the position of Young Master of the Ying Clan to appease the anger of the students of the Taoist Academy."

Ying Qinghe stepped out from the bottom and volunteered to drive out and chase away the enemies three times, thus calming down the disturbance.

He was originally a leader in the Dongzhou Taoist Palace, ranked among the top ten true disciples of that year, and was considered a member of the Taoist Palace. Since he had put down his future and taken on this matter, no matter what the Yuan family member did, he had lost the righteousness and it would be difficult for him to put pressure on the Taoist temple.

After all, we can't force him to death just because of such a trivial matter, right?

However, this made Ying Ji feel mixed emotions. He was very pleased that his eldest son was willing to take responsibility and shut up the gossips at this time.

But at the same time, Ying Ji also felt quite guilty. The source of this matter was that he was angry with Zhou. If Qinghe was held responsible now and the news got out, he would lose face.

I don’t know how to end this!
Is he really going to bow his head and push his own son out to take the blame?

Humph! I'm afraid they won't let it go even if Qing He takes the blame.

Just when the atmosphere reached its freezing point, several people felt an earth-shaking movement, followed by noisy roars and scolding!
"My two Taoist friends, please take a break and let me see what's going on!"

Ying Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was a coward, he would not do such a thing as pushing his own son out to be punished.

Ying Ji waved his hand and gently opened the doors and windows, only to hear the noise outside getting louder.

The friction of iron armor, the clatter of horses' hooves, the shouts of the county guards, and the Wu family flag that was filled with a murderous aura.

How could this be?

What happened to the Wu family that they actually came to the county government?
Seeing that the commotion was getting bigger and bigger, Ying Ji had an idea and turned around and winked at the head of the Zhou family.

The two protagonists in the vortex of war walked out directly from Shouchun’s suppression and questioning meeting.

"Ying Laojiao, did you arrange this?"

"How will this end? I think the people who come here have bad intentions. Don't end up like the governor of Shouchun County, who was driven out like a stray dog!"

The old patriarch of the Zhou family looked a little more haggard than Ying Ji, but at this moment he also teased Ying Ji.

"Humph! Does he dare to try? If it was the Yuan Zhenjun from Yujing, or the eldest son of the Yuan family from Jizhou, then it would be okay. But the second son of the Yuan family? He went to Dongzhou to avoid disaster, haha."

Ying Ji denied it verbally, and frowned slightly as he looked at the Taoist Wu who was trying to force his way out of the county government office.

"I don't know why Wu Shi is so unruly today."

"Did you come here on purpose to interrupt and save the situation?"

If that's the case, that would be good.

"County Magistrate Ying, please deal with it quickly. Later we need to go back to Shouchun Taoist Temple and Dongzhou Taoist Palace to report the actual situation of these blessed lands in the counties!" Two great alchemy masters followed together and did not let the two of them escape with any excuse.

Ying Ji glanced at him and the corners of his mouth drooped.

Then he flew straight to the gate of the county government from the platform of the single-building carved-beam hall.

"Jin Rong, you old thing, are you still alive?"

"What medicine did you take? Why don't you stay at Fuyao Mountain and come here to seek death?"

"Eh, you haven't broken through the Gangsha Ningdan yet? How come you're still alive at such an old age?"

When he saw this old guy, Ying Ji raised his eyebrows and asked three questions in surprise.

This old fellow is only a hundred years younger than Ying Ji, and was one of Ying Ji's defeated generals in that era. But no one would have thought that he would have the guts to run to the county government and break in today!

"Prefect Ying!"

"I am not here for official business, but my Wu family wants to borrow the Ying family's spiritual boat - the Sea Nation's large dragon boat."

"The other day, my clan leader received help from someone and went to Danyang to help my mother clan out of trouble. Who knew that there would be some evil scum and riot, surrounding and killing my clan leader in the street. I beg the governor of Ying to pity our past friendship with the Wu family and lend us the spirit boat."

Jin Rong-General Manager Jin had a bitter look on his face.

And the Taoist Wu in the back rushed to the front one by one, and with a light shake of the mustard seed bag, box after box of precious materials and medicines were piled up in front of the county government gate. The number reached more than twenty boxes, nearly one million Daozhu.

Not to mention those Taoist priests, even a few magicians would be moved after seeing it!

I thought that the Wu family was indeed the oldest family in Dongjun. Although they had not fallen to this state, their family assets were indeed considerable.

Ying Ji was slightly stunned, and after a moment he felt secretly happy. After looking at the head of Zhou family, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"You Danyang and Heishan, the tyrants in these two counties are the most hateful. The Wu family is still a noble family after all, how dare they commit murder in the street?"

Before the end of the year's evaluation, the Wu family was still known as a sixth-rank family. How could they assassinate the eldest son of a noble family in the street? I dare to ask which true lord or immortal was behind him?

Ying Ji's face darkened and he became furious!
With this roar, his magic power condensed and almost turned into a hundred-foot-long black dragon. However, just this roar had completely affected the weather of the entire county. Dark clouds gathered, thunder roared out of nowhere, and it suddenly began to rain in the area around the county seat.

"My Dongjun is different from those powerful and inferior counties. The three families of Ying, Wu and Zhou have always been of the same blood. Don't panic, old man!"

"Come here! Go and start the big dragon boat of the Sea Nation, and bring three hundred Taoist soldiers and a team of Taoists. I will personally support the Wu family today. I want to see what kind of evil creature dares to surround and kill the eldest son of my Dongjun family in the street."

Ying Ji's dragon roar that caused clouds and rain really caught all the cultivators off guard, especially the two mages from Shouchun.

You can't just use your magic tools or Taoist magic when someone accidentally reveals their anger? Or hide from the rain?

This makes me feel inferior to others!

He could only use his magic power to barely block those tiny drops of energy on his body surface.

Who knew that Ying Lao Jiao was also a rogue, adding traces of heavy water to the clouds and rain that he had intentionally or unintentionally created, and the raindrops hit several mages with the clanking sound, causing the two of them to suffer a great loss!
After Ying Ji took advantage of the situation, he immediately turned around and had a different expression. "I'm afraid we can't discuss this anymore today. The eldest son of my Dongjun family was hunted by thieves. This is a great shame and humiliation!"

"I am the governor of a county in public, and a close friend of the Wu family in private. I cannot just sit back and do nothing."

"After we kill the thieves and rescue the Wu family's nephew, we will discuss this with you two Taoist brothers."

Ying Ji took advantage of the situation and ran away.

The old patriarch of the Zhou family also responded:

"The three families of Dongjun have always been united. This matter must not be tolerated. Old Jiao, I will go with you."

The two of them took advantage of the situation and directly interrupted this round of confrontation. Even if the two mages were unwilling, they could not stop others from rescuing people at this time!
The hateful old loach was so slippery that he made another million baht just by lying at home.

The two mages looked at each other, both with unwilling expressions.
On the banks of Danyang River.

At this time, Wu Yong still didn't know the butterfly effect caused by the guard member's self-willed and unclear distress signal.

As they were both at the second level, Wu Yong was at a disadvantage when fighting one against three.

A pseudo swordsman and two water sorcerers attacked Wu Yong together, but they were unable to defeat him after a long attack. This made the three respected sorcerers more and more uneasy.

"How can there be such a strong warrior? Where on earth does he get such tremendous spiritual power?"

"No matter what, we must get rid of him as soon as possible."

The attack of these three warlocks became more fierce, and He Yan and his companions were unable to pull the team from the market town out.

Well, Wu Yong didn’t count on them. He just hoped that they would stay away and not be killed!
The fox-masked warlock is best at hard vortex water blade. The spell is extremely fast and the attack is particularly fierce.

The sorcerer with the Tengu mask was good at large-scale waterway secrets. The water dragon's chant rushed down and directly extinguished the sea of ​​fire created by Wu Yong's flame-breathing technique. There was also a powerful and heavy magical weapon, the Mysterious Water Pearl.

However, the fake swordsman, who used the art of controlling objects to control the magic sword, seemed a little less able to do so.

Wu Yong was thinking quickly about a breakthrough in his mind. He turned the purple-green magic spear lightly and slashed with a crescent-shaped strike to break the water blade that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Facing the magic sword that was thrusting at him from a sharp angle, Wu Yong no longer dodged and waved his left sleeve, which instantly turned into a blue golden iron sleeve and firmly strangled the magic sword.

While the swordsman was using the art of controlling objects, the magic spear thrust forward, instantly turning into a stream of light and piercing through the swordsman. The magic spear suddenly broke the swordsman's spine and nailed him to the ground!

"If you can't wield a sword, don't play with it. If you do it for the sake of showing off, then I can only congratulate you!" Wu Yong curled his lips.

The reason why the Magic Spear is called the Magic Spear is because of its usage. It is as swift as a stream of light, indestructible, and like a spear, it can specifically break through protective magic weapons. With one strike, it can directly penetrate the protective robe of the sword cultivator!

In an instant, one person was killed.

But Wu Yong did not take it lightly.

Faced with the magic bead that was shooting at him like a cannonball, Wu Yong had no way to avoid it. He swung the bound magic sword with his left sleeve, and his entire right arm was wrapped in rich yellow sky energy, as if he was wearing a layer of flowing armor.

Wu Yong turned around and slapped his palm, pressing it directly against the heavy water bead that was like a cannonball. The Huang Tian Qi seemed to be substantial, and the five fingers of his Xuan Huang hand formed claws, while the rapidly rotating Xuan Water Bead was fixed in his palm, spinning slowly.

It's completely a game of power between the two!
This is the top-grade Sea-Covering Warrior, who can shake magical instruments with his palms and has the strength to cover the sea. He is a warrior who fights and protects the Dharma.

However, Wu Yong suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head, and he exerted force with his right hand, knocking the black water bead back to its original path with one blow.

He looked back again, but was a little too slow. The fox-faced monk changed his tactics and whipped Wu Yong on the forehead with his sea-driving whip. Wu Yong saw stars and his wolf-tail hair fell down, turning into a shoulder-length black waterfall.

The powerful blow hit him right on the forehead, but it only made him stagger slightly?

"What a monster this is!"

The sorcerer wearing the Tengu mask quickly dodged the recoil of the Black Water Pearl, and watched with his own eyes as the magic pearl he had been practicing day and night blasted the huge rock under his feet into pieces.

This magic circle, coupled with the waterway technique, had a force of over 100,000 kilograms, but Wu Yong resisted it with one hand and threw it back with the backhand!
Wu Yong was hit on the forehead by the fox-faced sorcerer's whip, and his head was in a mess. Then he was hit on the chest by a water cannon, which blew him away for more than ten meters and rolled for several times.

But this was not the end yet, the fox-faced sorcerer immediately swung his whip at Wu Yong's ankle, and the black water bead also shot at his head again.

Every move is a fatal one!

"Whip me? Are you very strong?"

Wu Yong Hun Dun saw this and grabbed the Taoist's sea-driving whip with his backhand. Even though the fox-faced Taoist was blessed with the tremendous force of the surging sea water, he was still no match for Wu Yong's Huang Tian Taoist power, and was smashed to the ground with his whip.

Wu Yong pulled out his long whip and smashed it at the magic bead behind him. The whip and the bead collided with each other in an instant.

Kacha!

The texture of the precious whip seemed to be inferior to that of the magic bead. After the two collided, although the magic bead was knocked off course, the sea-chasing whip was broken on the spot.

When the whip beads collided, the face of the Tengu masked sorcerer whose consciousness was attached to the beads suddenly turned pale, and his consciousness was also injured by the collision.

Wu Yong was standing crouching with his hair disheveled. There was a small cut the size of a fingernail on his forehead, leaving a slight scar. His clothes and armor were half torn, and he looked very disheveled.

However, to the Taoist warriors, this minor injury is not a serious wound!
But the sorcerer who was pierced by the magic spear, in his last moments, was still desperately controlling his flying sword to attack Wu Yong, but his strength was too weak and Wu Yong dodged it easily!
The next moment, a figure fell from the sky and pressed the handle of the spear hard with both hands.

bass!
The magic spear penetrated deeper, almost one-third of the spear went directly into the sword cultivator's body and completely pierced through his spine.

Wu Yong stepped on his chest and pulled the spear outwards in an arc shape, splitting the swordsman in two on the spot.

"Humph!"

"I was wondering what kind of people you are. You surrounded and killed me in the street. That's it. Are you looking down on me, Wu Yong, too much? "

"Hahahaha! Go on, let's fight!"

Wu Yong held the magic spear in his right hand and swung it lightly, causing the blood on the spear to splash onto the grass beside the road.

His left ankle was hit by the sea-driving whip, which slightly affected his gait, but it was not enough to prevent Wu Yong from releasing his anger. He approached the fox-faced sorcerer who had just stood up step by step without haste!

The two people opposite also turned pale. They looked at each other hurriedly and saw the same horror in each other's pupils.

This Wu Yong was simply too strong. He didn't even use magic. His body was covered with golden light and he fought hard against the two sea-driving whips that were blessed with great power. He caught the heavy water beads with his palm.
Just like, just like. At this moment, the two couldn't find the right adjective and could only smile bitterly.

He Yan and his companions, who had just dealt with a riot in the market town and gathered nearly twenty to thirty Qigong Taoists, were also feeling their hearts pounding.

It was because they happened to see the warlock being pierced through the spine by Wu Yong's spear, and then Wu Yong pulled out the spear and tore it into two, making a ferocious scene.

Just then, they saw Wu Yong laughing wildly, which gradually created a sense of oppression that made the two warlocks afraid to look at each other.

"How cruel!"

"Does this really need our rescue?"

(End of this chapter)