The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 51 Send troops
"Hurry up!"

"The blue ox from Heluo, the fragrant pig from Lingnan, and the cloud sheep from southern Xinjiang, the three animals of Tailao should be tied with red silk and flowers, and then taken to the ancestral temple for offering."

"Hemp, millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans must be placed in a four-legged bronze tripod, and carried to the eaves by a team of four."

"Also, wine, dew, jade, silk, and sea pearls are all ready to be offered to the ancestral temple!"

"The Master's oath-taking ceremony for the battle is about to begin. Be smart and don't lose your mind and become a sacrifice for the flag."

Fuyao Mountain - Wu's Mansion was in full swing, with the contract roads inside and outside the mansion and hundreds of servants busy preparing for the oath-taking ceremony.

More than twenty sorcerers and their chief managers from two manors outside the county, the Wu family animal garden in the north of the county, and the four gardens in the mansion gathered in the mansion.

In the central garden of the Wu family's mansion, a row of flags were erected on both sides of the ancestral temple, and servants holding sticks and spears were staggered on both sides.

The red gate of the ancestral temple was wide open, with a cowhide drum on each side, and four armored Taoists holding drumsticks. The drum beats were steady, just in time for the troops offering sacrifices to slowly move forward, bypass the Qingyan steps, and enter the Temple of Heaven in an orderly manner.
The drum beats were dense and rapid. They were waiting to slaughter cattle, sheep and pigs, and offer the blood of the three animals to the ancestral temple, hoping that this battle would bring a rich harvest and a great victory.
The drum beats were high and soothing, and the music of metal and iron began to sound, which meant that the sacrifice was reaching its climax.

The son of the patriarch entered the ancestral temple, offered incense, bowed once, laid down jade and silk, bowed again, offered the sacrificial offering, bowed three times! After bowing three times, he also offered wine, burned incense, and forgot to burn incense.
Wu Yong ordered the deletion of various procedures and added the Jiuzhou Immortal Way, which did not require offering sacrifices to gods or worshipping immortals, but only the rites to welcome ancestors in ancestral temples.

Offering sacrifices to gods? I'm afraid that what we are offering sacrifices to are the remnant spirits that are still alive. After several epochs, these remnant spirits of ancient gods have long since turned into evil spirits, and the Dao Court has expressly prohibited offering sacrifices to them.
Offering sacrifices to the immortals? The real immortals are high above the abyss of heaven and the top of Yujing. They do not need anyone to offer sacrifices to them, nor will they bless anyone.

The rise and fall of your family depends solely on your own clan, and the path you take depends solely on your own practice.

There is no way to pray to God, no door to worship immortals, the road to immortality is vast, and one is alone searching up and down. This is the real path of cultivation!
The three sacrificial animals were appointed as chief ministers, and millet, sorghum and other grains were offered as sacrifices, as well as cloth, beautiful jade, and wine. The ceremony was performed early in the morning.

He glanced at the gray spirit tablets and soul lamps standing in the ancestral temple. At this time, only four spirit tablets were glowing with spiritual light, and the soul fire on the soul lamps was still burning, and it was very strong. Wu Yong nodded slightly and signaled the Taoist servants to close the red door again.

At this time, Wu Yong was wearing a Huangtian robe. The wide sleeves and the sides of the front were outlined with two kinds of runes, Yin Yao and Yang Yao. The lining was another plain brocade robe, which was a protective magic weapon passed down from the Wu family's ancestors.

Her hair was not tied up in a crown, but gently coiled with a green wooden hairpin, with only a few strands of black hair hanging down at her temples. She wore green cloud clogs on her feet and had a thunder wood magic sword on her waist.

Wu Yong placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword and walked out of the temple quickly. He held his head high and strode with an imposing manner. He walked to the 33rd step outside the temple and looked down at the 96 armies of the three camps below.
"The Dao Court has been established for more than 48,000 years, and has gone through countless generations. In Dongjun alone, 27 aristocratic families have changed during the ups and downs."

"The path of seeking is nothing more than the four words of wealth, companion, Dharma and land!"

"Fa, my Wu family's ancient wind path scripture can also directly reach the third level, so you guys don't have to worry about it."

"Lover, once you enter the Wu clan and sign a Dao contract, we will be companions on the Dao path. With Fuyao Mountain as a bond, from generation to generation, we will all be family members."

"This Fuyao Mountain is a hundred miles long and wide. There are spiritual gardens and cold springs. There are also hundreds of acres of medicinal fields in the spiritual manor outside the mountain. The animal garden on the outskirts of the city also has its own characteristics."

"It is only this word wealth that we must fight for. This wealth is the nourishment for cultivation, the opportunity to become an immortal, the inheritance of our predecessors, and the great opportunity between life and death!"

"Having embarked on this path of cultivation, what choice do you and I have? Stay at home and pick mulberry leaves, herd herd livestock and fish, sit on the top of a mountain and meditate all day to cultivate qi, pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence in your spare time, and visit mountains and ask about mountains when you go out?"

“Hehe! Those Penglai casual cultivators love this the most, so they were driven out of Jiuzhou by the Dao Court, the richest Jiuzhou!”

Wu Yong smiled softly.

If a student who has just come into contact with the immortal way comes to the Taoist Academy, he may think that the immortal way is just like the ancient Qigong practitioners, who travel to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, ride the wind in the sky, travel across the sky, and when they have nothing to do, they travel to the three mountains and five peaks, understand the great way of nature, enter the mortal world, and feel the poison of the seven emotions and six desires.
But what is the reality? What kind of sect or family can afford such a practice? Behind this, perhaps there must be tens of thousands of Taoist servants carrying the burden for them?

Using countless low-level monks to create the ethereal elegance of their small group of people?

This was the case with the sects in Penglai Sea back then. The final result was that they occupied the most prosperous spiritual land in the four continents and practiced the so-called immortal spirit in a rampant and romantic manner!

After the Dao Court was established, it led an army to the south, destroying sects and killing people wherever it went.
This road has never been free and easy, it’s all about fighting!
If you have no desires or requests, and waste your resources to satisfy the so-called character, stronger cultivators will come to compete with you. You travel around the mountains and rivers, and when you come back, your sect is destroyed, your fellow disciples are killed or injured, and your spiritual veins belong to others.

By then it will be too late to regret!

There were immortals in Penglai, but they were still unable to keep the rich land and were driven to a corner of the Penglai Sea.

Is it because they follow the path of the Supreme Immortal, focus on self-cultivation rather than resources, and do not love this precious land of Kyushu?

Just because I couldn't fight.
Today, Dongzhou and Penglai are still closely connected, and their romantic habits still linger for a long time. Each family picks mulberry leaves, raises livestock, and fishes, and is only concerned with clearing the snow in front of their doors, fighting for the small piece of land in the county.

The northern continents have conquered countless great realms, and many fourth-grade noble families have emerged.
In Dongzhou, the four families in the four Fengling counties only have six or seven mages in total. There are only two alchemists left in Heishan County. The various families in Dongzhou are even worse than when the continent was founded.

If the situation changes, I am afraid that more than half of the prefectures and counties in Dongzhou will be taken over by the ambitious people in other continents, and the outcome will probably not be much better than that of the independent cultivators in Penglai.
As an outsider, Wu Yong immediately understood the crisis.

"Dongzhou is peaceful. Every day, the chief stewards, elders, and stewards of each family talk about the path to immortality. But what is the reality? It takes decades for a great master of Gangsha to emerge. Even the sorcerers of each family are almost all students of the Taoist Academy who have signed contracts with the outside world."

"If you don't fight, you will always be stuck at the most important step. Without money and resources, how can you make a breakthrough?"

"Today, I, the Wu clan, will order the five armies to lead the Three Evils Camp, respond to the call of Yunmeng Fairy City, conquer the outer world, and also accumulate some resources for our road!"

"Gentlemen, are you willing?"

Wu Yong shouted loudly, drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, and his words of inquiry went straight into the ears of all the cultivators. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on the flat ground all around them, and dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. Thunderbolt flashed under the clouds, and the loud noise went straight into the ears of all the cultivators, giving them an epiphany!
The words of the oath are to set the name, express determination, boost morale, and are the final oath.

The main theme of this oath is just one word: fight!
In a time of great contention, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will perish. The future of the Wu family can only be determined by contention, and the future of all Taoists can only be determined by contention.
"war!"

"war!"

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The five Taoist armies below were staring closely at the heroic Taoist on the heavenly steps. His sincere words infected them and lifted their hearts.

"very good!"

Wu Yong glanced at the Taoist soldiers below the steps and nodded with satisfaction. He gently pinched the index and middle fingers of his left palm and immediately picked up a cloud-shaped red talisman. With a flick of his fingers, he lightly attached the red talisman to the sword blade held high in his right hand.

When the red talisman made slight contact with the magic sword, a ray of silver light shone through the dark clouds and reflected directly on the tip of the sword, causing the flame pattern on the red talisman to flow endlessly.

"The Yellow Heavenly Dao Camp, with twelve men, one strongman, eleven Dao soldiers, and the three treasures of the Yellow Turbans, will serve as the vanguard camp in this battle!"

With a pointed sword, he launched the red talisman into the hands of the Taoist camp's chief priest. Flame patterns flowed on the talisman, leaving only the two words "Cloud Seal - Vanguard" on it.

"Jinfan Camp, a total of 19 people, including one sorcerer, 18th Qi training, good at rushing, this time, they will be the scout camp!" Wu Yong raised his magic sword, and the same red talisman floated into the hands of Jinfan leader Cui Yaer. The word "scout" on the talisman was extremely eye-catching.

In the end, it was the Wu family's direct descendants, the inner-contract Taoists, and a small number of outer-contract monks. The three groups combined into one camp, forming the Wu family's main force.

"The Wind Controlling Camp, with sixty-four Taoists, six sorcerers, and fifty-eight Qi practitioners, holds the Wind Controlling Decree, the Gangfeng Fire Cloud Formation Banner, and the Heavenly Net Formation Force to set up the battle camp!"

He flicked the magic sword lightly, sending the talisman to Wu Changgui's hand, then slowly put the sword into the scabbard and walked slowly down the thirty-three-story steps of the ancestral temple.

With every step, the world turned upside down. With every step, everyone felt a shock in their hearts. When they had taken thirty-three steps, everyone realized that something seemed to be wrong around them.

It’s the field!
"Is order reversed?"

The boxes placed beside the people suddenly floated in the air. In this whole area, the world was turned upside down and the scene was in chaos. The boxes on the ground floated in the air as high as a person, swaying gently when the breeze blew.
"For this trip, I have prepared 500 Qi training tools, 20 magic weapons, and several sets of battle flags. The sorcerers in charge of each camp can choose a magic weapon that suits them best, and each Taoist soldier can take two magic tools. The rest are for backup."

The treasure chest that was floating in the air suddenly opened its lid, and various magical tools and instruments in the box floated in the air.

Although the magic weapons such as the command, whip and sword are different from each other, they generally belong to the wind and fire paths, which is very consistent with the Taoist Wu family who practiced the ancient wind path scripture.

The magic tools mainly include magic crossbow, wind-controlling order, feather fan and several other standard magic tools.

After everyone had chosen their own magical weapons and armed themselves, Wu Yong waved his sleeves and put all the weapons in the sky into his mustard seed bag.

"Assemble the troops and set off!"

Wu Yong immediately threw out the dozens of feet long wind-controlling boat. Although the boat was quite small, when the ninety or so people stepped into the boat one by one and found a place to sit cross-legged, it did not seem crowded.

"During my absence, Madam Xi is in charge of the mansion. The authority of the two battalions of divine soldiers in the clan has been handed over to Madam Xi and Miss Lingxiu. Everyone, please abide by the rules."

"Chief Steward Lie and other senior stewards, please take good care of the mansion for me. I will drink with you when I return with a full load!"

Wu Yong stood at the bow of the boat. After the magic boat was raised, strong winds blew violently around it, blowing so hard that people on the field could not open their eyes. By the time a few people suppressed the strong winds and said goodbye to Wu Yong, the magic boat had already turned into green light and headed towards Tianmu Mountain!
The wind-controlling magic boat turned into a stream of light and pierced through the clouds like an arrow, splitting the cloud layer that covered several counties into two halves.

From the bottom up, one can see that the sea of ​​clouds that has been accumulated all year round in Dongzhou has now been split by a green light, revealing the azure deep sky!
Although the Wind-Breaking Magic Boat is only in shape of a small boat, its speed is incredibly fast. It is one of the rare top-level magic boats that focuses on high-speed flying.

If you exert your full strength, you can even compete with the True Lord at certain moments!
It only took an hour or so to cross three counties and enter Tianmu Mountain.

"Wow! Our clan has such a treasure boat? The day before yesterday, the Ying family's sea country dragon boat took several hours to travel from Danyang to Dongjun. How come we can reach the legendary Tianmu Mountain so quickly after crossing three counties?"

"Hehe! Did you just know this? Back then, the ancestor had a Seven Birds Treasure Ship. Whenever he traveled, seven firebirds would circle around and escort him. That was really intimidating to Dongjun."

"But, isn't it lost along with the ancestors?"

"I just feel that our clan should have more than just one magic boat!"

"That's because Zongzi is capable of controlling it, otherwise..."

On the Wind-Controlling Treasure Boat, the Taoists were whispering to each other, marveling at the unexpected background that always seemed to be present in their clan.

Listening to the noisy arguments behind him, Wu Yong shook his head. The Three Evils Stele in his arms shook slightly, and a black gas rushed out of the stele, transforming into a gloomy man standing shoulder to shoulder with Wu Yong.

Jie Jie Jie!

"Yin Erlang? It seems that you gained a lot from the last sacrifice? You even developed a human form."

If it weren't for the strange laugh, Wu Yong really wouldn't have recognized it. Isn't it too different from the taller black-bone skeleton monster?

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"I have to thank Zongzi for this grand sacrifice. It was a great pleasure. The brothers in the camp gave me all the sacrifices, which allowed me to combine the Seven Killings Spirit with the Skeleton Monster. I am finally no longer so clumsy."

"Hehe, in this battle, I, Old Yin, will fight to the end for my son. Please come and have a few more grand sacrifices like this afterwards!"

Yin Erlang laughed strangely and heroically, shocking all the cultivators in the boat and making them all look over here, but he himself seemed unaware. After tasting the sweetness of the grand sacrifice, he now volunteered more and more.

His Heshan Dao is a side sect in the Nanyu wilderness, and all the sixty-seven methods in the sect belong to heterodox ways!

This heretic only cares about the method of fighting, and has no secret of immortality. Although he has practiced some evil methods, he is still a mortal with flesh and blood. The methods he practices are like magic tools, and once they are destroyed, all his previous efforts will be wasted!
For example, the Seven Killings Yuanshen, the number one method in Heshan Dao, sounds like the true method of the Southern Dipper Seven Killings, but it is actually an evil method that fuses one's own soul with that of an alien beast and transforms the soul. Although it is quite evil, its power is not that strong!

The second one on the list is the skeleton monster that devours souls and eats spirits. It was also chosen by the Demon Camp to be used as a great technique for the Black Demon lineage to rampage through their weapons, but its effect is actually greater than that of the Seven Killing Spirits.

Although this kind of heterodox methods have limited potential and are like tools for refining, after entering the third level, they are gradually left far behind by the true methods of other sects.

But this kind of outsider who practices like a weapon can also be practiced by the rampant evil spirits like him. Yin Erlang refined the Seven Killings Spirit and the Skeleton Monster into one, and protected himself with the Five Horses Pagoda Lock. In a short period of time, he can fight on equal terms with the entry-level alchemy masters.

After practicing this Dharma body through the last great ceremony, Yin Erlang immediately became stronger. What he wanted to do most at this moment was to sacrifice the Five Horses Pagoda Lock to fight fiercely in the sky, use the Wu family sacrifice to practice the sixty-seven methods of Qihe Mountain Dao, and then go to Danyang County to get back at the place.
The slap in the face from the third ancestor of the Zhao family made him unable to calm down for a long time. He still couldn't get over it. The more he endured, the angrier he got. The more he took a step back, the more he felt at a loss!
This situation must be recovered.

"Well, that's natural. The Qingyun Realm is not a large realm with a round sky and a square earth, nor is it a star realm that is constantly in motion. It is a rare cloud realm floating in the sea of ​​​​chaos. There must be many precious materials that are not produced in the Nine Provinces. It should be able to withstand a few grand sacrifices with remarkable results."

Wu Yong and Yin Erlang stood side by side, their yellow robes fluttering, their black hair flying, their right hands gently supporting the magic sword at their waists, and they chuckled.

They're already painting big pictures for Yin Erlang before it even starts!
This made Yin Erlang's eyes light up.

"Okay, okay! Don't worry, my son. I will definitely clear the obstacles for you and search the ground thoroughly even if I dig three feet deep."

The second chapter may be added later or tomorrow morning.

I'm a bit busy today.

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Friends, please try not to wait so as not to get tired. You can watch it before breakfast tomorrow morning.

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