The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 73 Five Dangers and Six Challenges
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.

Each village gathered its militia and entered the great city of Southern Wilderness, forming an army of a thousand men. They all rode on inferior horses, carried bows on their waists, and their scabbards were filled with bulging Three Yang Talisman arrows.

Without mentioning how the half-demon lived before, just looking at Pei Qinhu, who was wearing linen clothes and tattered clothes, using a bone blade, and wearing straw sandals, you can know the environment of the half-demon village.

There are more than two hundred monsters, including tigers, deer, snakes, eagles, jackals, lions, dogs, crows and so on. They are really dazzling and varied!
The people in the city gathered together various kinds of armor for them, and a blacksmith spent several days to piece together a set of suitable weapons for them.

Before the two of them, this battalion of soldiers did not whisper to each other like them, but stared at the city wall without saying a word.

They were the Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers selected by the Taoist camp. There were not many of them, only dozens of them. They were all young and strong men with vigor and ambition. Everyone had a yellow turban tied around their arm. They also wore cold bows and armor, but they had no horses. Instead, each of them had a pair of magical armor and horse talismans pasted on their feet!

"From here, we will reach the Great Wilderness, which is five thousand miles long. It will include the Green Eyebrow Ridge, Hyena Plain, Thorn Ridge, and finally the Scorpion Tail and Green Bamboo Peaks on the Cliff Mountain Range."

"After going through five dangers, after obtaining the scorpion tail and green bamboo, you can use this natural barrier as a defense, deploy beasts to tame spirits, and ordinary demons and ghosts will not be able to cross the cliff."

"Then, f**k!!"

If the Southern Wilderness could take over these five thousand miles while the Danyang Chen Mansion in the Central Wilderness and the two families in Li County had not reacted, then even if there were no other results in the subsequent battles, with the cliff mountain range as a pass, the Wu family would have the spiritual land in these five thousand miles of the wilderness as their private property. Even if they withdrew from the Southern Continent and returned to the Eastern Continent, they only needed to leave a battalion to manage it, and they could obtain millions of Taoist plants every year.

This is what Jing promised!

Of course, the cost of this cross-border transfer has to be subsidized by the Jing family, and the various inside stories are not known to outsiders.

The lower class militiamen and half-demons really didn't understand this. They only knew to follow the orders of the immortal leader. If this battle was successful, all the villages would have fertile fields for farming and orchards all over the mountains.

The half-demon village will also have a whole mountain without any demons or ghosts, and no hunters guarding the mountains with spears and arrows to provide them with food!

As soon as the order was given, thousands of militiamen mounted their horses, whipped their horses, and rushed towards the vast wilderness in the west.

The Yellow Turban Taoist soldier's magical armor and horse talisman was activated. He saluted slightly to the yellow-clothed guardian of the camp, turned around and took a step nearly a meter away, and took a few steps to cover a long distance, chasing the militia in front.

“It’s a pity that I still haven’t seen the true appearance of Tiangong Fazun.” A Taoist soldier with a yellow scarf strode forward and shook his head regretfully.

"As long as you gain great merit in this battle, you can enter the Dao Camp and be on par with the other Dharma protectors. You will eventually meet Master Fuyao Dharmazun Tiangong."

"As for you, Huang family boy, you have to work hard. Don't let yourself be the only one preaching to kids in the countryside. Hahaha!"

The Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers holding armor and horse tokens followed closely behind the thousand-riding militiamen. They even had enough energy to joke with each other while running so fast.

Among the three armies of the Southern Wasteland, only the half-demon was left behind. There were not enough horses, and there was no organized deployment. More than 200 people were either riding horses, flapping their wings, or running wildly.
In short, the half-demons were left far behind, and no one paid any attention to them.

In the city tower, Jin Fugui and General Jin had just given the order, and then they followed Wu Xuan, Daoying and more than ten other cultivators, and hurriedly drove the Xiaoqingyun straight to the Western Wilderness.

at this time.

Wu Yong and the Three Evils Camp, together with the Wu family's cultivators, have surrounded Qingmei Ridge, the most dangerous place.

There are half monkey monsters and half ape monsters on Qingmei Ridge. Monsters are not grouped together. Generally speaking, as long as they are not born from the same litter, they will attack each other. But these two genera of ape and monkey are different. This race that became monsters with their clans has developed into two major monster clans.

The two tribes fought each other endlessly just to completely occupy the spiritual fruit on the top of Qingmei Peak, but after hundreds of years of fighting, they were still unable to separate the two.

To this day, the area within a hundred miles has been surrounded by the Wu clan’s group of cultivators.

"They are ape monsters, similar to humans, but with human desires but no humanity. They are extremely stubborn and cruel, and they deserve to be killed!"

Wu Changgui looked at the monkey monsters howling incessantly on the mountaintops on both sides with an unchanging expression.

This monkey demon is quite intelligent, but extremely cruel. It steals babies and even breaks into mountain strongholds. A lost hunter encountered it and was tortured to death by it.
It is notorious in the Southern Wilderness Sect!

"When it comes to beating monkeys, Yunyue has experience. You can ask Yunyue for advice later."

When Wu Yong heard his hateful words, he smiled lightly and turned the topic to Yan Yunyue.

Previously, when Yan Yunyue went to steal the Monkey Wine, he set fire to Peach Mountain, turning the surrounding area within hundreds of miles into scorched earth. Wu Yong then sent people to flog Yan Yunyue severely.

He appreciated the kindness, but the consequences were too horrific. The fire spread for hundreds of miles and approached Qingmei Township in the south before it was put out by the villagers. Many villages were also affected.
He is simply an arsonist!

"But don't set a fire this time. The strong winds on Qingmei Mountain are hard to stop, and there are many spiritual fruits. It is a natural medicine garden, so we need to tidy it up."

Hearing Wu Yong's ridicule, Yan Yunyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "I'm afraid that we, the Feng Dao, will spread the fruits on the mountain, and when the Dao Ying arrives, we can use paper to capture the spirits of the monsters?"

I don't know if this statement offended Yin Erlang or what, I only heard him snort coldly:
"What's the use of paper? Just send those twelve armored beasts and twenty-four skeleton monsters up there."

"The demon mountain, which doesn't even have the alchemy path, can be completely wiped out in less than half a day."

After saying that, he turned into black smoke, carrying the armored orcs and the skeleton monsters into the mountain. Everyone was unable to stop him, so they could only look at Wu Yong who was standing at the end of the purple cloud.

“Yin Erlang, the body of the skeleton monster has merged with the Seven Killings’ Primordial Spirit. Now he can be called the Taoist Master of Heshan. Even though he’s a dead wizard, hahahaha, it’s a foregone conclusion that we’ll take over Qingmei Mountain!” “All the Taoists, please guard the checkpoints. Don’t let that monster get out.”

Wu Yong waved his hand, telling everyone not to worry, and then rode the purple cloud straight into the cliff.

All the cultivators could hear was shouting and screaming coming from the mountains and fields. They felt very uncomfortable but could not leave their posts without permission.

"Manager Yan, you have worked hard to guard the various passes. I have to go and capture some monsters to serve as the mountain attack ant army, so that the Black Evil Leader won't take them all to sacrifice to the Five Yin Bag."

"The old Taoist is leaving!"

The old Taoist in a black robe, Chief Steward Xu, is the soul-binding chief steward appointed by Wu Yong. He has more than two thousand soul-binding talismans in his possession, but he is still an empty commander now. He has to hurry and capture a batch of demon spirits.

Seeing the old Taoist priest go into the mountain, other nosy managers also found excuses to go in, as they wanted to participate!

On the Qingmei Mountain, a several-meter-tall black-bone skeleton was chasing the old monkey monster all over the mountain. As soon as the skeleton exhaled a breath of corpse smoke from its mouth and rolled it onto the monkey monster, in a short while, the monkey monster turned into a pile of dry bones, and its flesh and blood disappeared into the black smoke and returned to the body of the black-bone skeleton.

The armored beasts were even more powerful, competing with the old ape monster in strength, chasing each other repeatedly in the several-foot mountain stream, especially the leading beasts wearing white tiger skins, the beasts wearing white ape skins, and the white wolf beast with a head that was almost turning into a wolf's head.

This is a true bloody product of the Jiuzhou Wuman, which is more powerful than all the monsters. Its jumping ability, agility and reaction are the best among all the spirits.

He waved his hand and grabbed a monkey demon with bared teeth, clamped it under his ribs, and twisted its head off on the spot.

"You good beasts, which mountain are you old ghosts from? Do you know that my Qingmei Mountain is a disciple of the Scorpion Tail Peak and was rewarded by the Empress Zi Ling?"

"You dare to attack this thousand-mile wasteland? Don't you want to live?"

A two-meter-tall old ape fell from the cliff. It was covered in fine steel armor and had thick arm armor on its hands. The workmanship was far superior to that of the people in the Great Wilderness. The old ape kicked a dog-headed beast back several steps and threatened.

But these rampant beasts had no idea how to respond to him. Three white-haired old barbarians surrounded the old ape on the left and right.

"Bastard thing!"

"Let me give you a taste of Master Yuan's iron fist."

The old ape clasped his fists in front of him and turned his head to ask the men beside him to step back. He wanted to tear this old monster who came from an unknown peak to pieces with his own hands.

With the golden and stone arm armor bestowed by King Zi Ling on the Scorpion Tail Peak four thousand miles away, ordinary second-level demon generals and great demons cannot withstand a single punch from him.

It's time to let these little brats know what an iron fist is.

The old ape with long arms sent the white-haired tiger barbarian flying several feet away. The white-haired wolf barbarian and the ape barbarian next to him rushed forward, one of them holding one of his thighs, blocking his random punches, and they were actually trying to tear it in half alive!

"what?"

"What's the trick of these white-haired old demons? Three against one, this is not a martial ethics."

Although the old ape, with his arms and arm armor still on, was thrown to the ground by the two white barbarians and his arms were waving around with a force of tens of thousands of pounds, the hits on the two white-haired old barbarians were like hitting corpses. He didn't care at all and didn't even make a sound.

A sting.

In the old ape's terror, red light splashed several feet high and tore him in half.

The wolf-headed beast lifted up the left half of the old ape's body, quickly turned over the remains, took out the old ape's heart and swallowed it in one gulp.

The Tiger Barbarian and the Ape Barbarian, who had just climbed up, looked at each other in bewilderment and realized that they were too slow again!

"I thought this old ape was a monster that could kill enemies above its level, but it turned out to be a joke. I had to hide on the treetops and peek for a long time."

"Which peak did you worship? Which sect did you receive the reward from? Is this Southern Continent the same as the one where I, Heshan Dao, was in Southern Xinjiang?"

Yin Erlang turned into a black mist and fell to the ground. With a look of contempt on his face, he glanced at the half-body.

Looking around, the skeleton monsters and the armored beasts had almost killed the two groups of monsters, and finally his eyes fell on the wolf-headed beast.

His expression became slightly gentler, and he said:

"The White Wolf of Jiuli is making good progress and is about to become a spirit! We must find a way to get the Demon Camp to take more actions. Soon, the Demon Camp's fierce master will be in place, and only then will it be qualified to be called the Three Demon Camps."

"Those masters of his Wu family are not as straightforward as this Master Ren. Otherwise, the three evil spirits of my evil camp would have been trained long ago. Who dares to bully us like this? Anyway, even if a great wizard comes, he will leave in disgrace."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

However, the white wolf's eyes were dull and he did not respond at all.

(End of this chapter)