The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 76: Thorn Ridge

"Hoo! Hoo!"

When the Third Battalion of the Southern Wasteland approached the Hyena Plain, all they could see was scorched earth everywhere and the entire sky was filled with black smoke, as if it were the end of the world.

From time to time in the distance, Yin horses could be seen dragging strange black chains dozens of feet long across the scorched earth, regardless of what they encountered on the way.

Regardless of the charred wood that still had the embers of the fire burning.

Or the towering blackened earth and stone,

Or some wild beasts or monsters that have managed to survive by hiding under the soil or in mud pits.

The Five Horses Pagoda Lock swept past and crushed everything into ashes!
The scorched earth was filled with ghostly paper figures searching everywhere. When they encountered a monster that was still alive, they would twitch their noses and suck the soul into their stomachs. It was really scary!
Cui Yaer led the scout camp, rode on the auspicious cloud, and released the spiritual birds to explore everywhere.

"Just spare the lives of the ordinary little beasts and just get rid of the big and fierce monsters!"

Looking at the young deer digging beside a piece of scorched earth, the cultivators felt a little sorry for it. They glanced at it and then drove to the north.
Just a moment.

shhhhh!

Two wooden arrows fell in succession and pierced the deer's throat. The noisy sound of horse hooves was heard, and just as the deer struggled, a giant hand picked it up.

Several soldiers and militiamen shouted loudly that the spiritual meal for the evening could be a pot of deer soup at home.
"There's no food to be found in this scorched wilderness, but there's no need to kill the orphaned cub, right?"

A Taoist soldier in yellow clothes led the Yellow Turban Army and walked out slowly from the rear with a frown on his face.

"Heh, heh, pretending!"

"The fawn lost its mother, and the hyena field was burned to the point where the black soil was cracked and there was not a single blade of grass. How do you think the fawn could survive?"

"I know you, Wu Dao, the first disciple of Huang Tian Dao. Wasn't it you who came up with the plan of burning Yuan Qianli to wipe out the whole family?"

"The Immortal may be merciful, but it is different for us barbarians who were born and died in the wilderness. Wolves eat sheep, and sheep eat grass. It is only natural."

The soldiers remained calm, picked up the deer and mounted their horses, and passed by these Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers.

"Stop being so hypocritical~"

"You, Wu Dao, were able to become a Yellow Turban official by using the strategy of destroying the whole family, but we can also strengthen our bodies, analyze the five elements and yin and yang, and practice Dantian Qi training."

"No one can suppress anyone else!"

He was very rude while speaking, and was almost pointing at the noses of several Taoist soldiers and starting to curse.

Only after the militia had gone far away did Wu Dao's pupils tremble as he looked at the scorched earth and trembled.
After a long time.

An old man with white hair and beard among the Taoist soldiers punched Wu Dao lightly on the back and said soothingly:

"Before you make a choice, don't just look at the benefits it will bring, you should also look at the consequences and whether you can afford them!"

"Obviously, you don't realize that you just want to show off your strategy in front of the Immortal Lord."

"Do you think the immortals haven't thought about it? I am just a cultivator who doesn't want to be tainted with such a bad reputation, so I used you to do this."

"Don't blame yourself too much."

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Above these Taoist soldiers, Wu Yong and several sorcerers were riding on clouds above the scorched earth with billowing black smoke, looking around at Jiang Ding.

However, he took in all the conversations below.

"Master! This old man is talking nonsense. Look at me."

"Where is the nonsense?" Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"You can't stand it? You feel guilty, which is good. This is the normal reaction of a monk."

"But you should know that there are many immortal kingdoms in the heavens who go on expeditions, and they often use a realm to refine star cores and magic tools. How many people have been killed?"

"There is a wizard world that uses other worlds as food and billions of creatures as materials to forge various life weapons. One person has sea beast tentacles, a body like a swollen elephant, a head like a worm, and compound eyes. It is a miserable sight that cannot be described in words."

"They are not far from the Kyushu world!"

Wu Yong waved his right sleeve to drive away the billowing black smoke from the scorched earth, and looked at the scorched earth calmly.

"There is a win-win method, but you and I don't have that ability. We are just an ordinary county family now, so we can only unilaterally choose the Great Wilderness Human Race, that's all."

"We are the Dao Court, the Dao Kingdom on Earth!"

After patiently giving a small lesson to all the cultivators in the clan, Wu Yong raised his eyes and looked at the wood elf that was peeking at the bushes outside the edge of the scorched earth, with its head arched.

"After clearing this scorched earth, we will station the whole army at the foot of Thorn Ridge. The two lords of the Shaying camp and I will go to explore the Thorn Ridge first."

Leaving the task of gathering and reorganizing the army to the other cultivators, Wu Yong rode on the purple cloud and flew straight towards the lush mountains in the west.

A flash of purple light flashed by, and when it reached mid-air it split into a ray of blood light and a ray of black light. The three were arranged side by side, forming a three-colored stream of light that fell straight towards the green ridge.

When Wu Yong and his companions approached, the shadowy figure that had been watching furtively on the mountain had already disappeared, and the traces of the fire in the wilderness also abruptly ended in front of the lush mountain. "Zongzi, this place may seem dangerous and shady, but in fact, the plants on the peaks are symmetrically distributed, and the scary thorns on the top of the mountain are all artificially grown."

"The one occupying the mountain is either a wood spirit or a ghost, or one of those stubborn types who gets uncomfortable if the two sides are not symmetrical!"

Yin Erlang crossed his arms and commented to Gao Ling.

"I'll go find out!"

However, the usually taciturn Blood God interrupted Yin Erlang's chatter, left a word, and turned into a river of blood that flowed into the ridge.

"That's how Boss Xue is. He really comes forward when something happens. That's good." Yin Erlang spread his hands.

The thorny vines and towering old trees on the ridge formed a formation, and only the Blood God Son, carrying thousands of drops of blood, could force his way through the formation.

If Yin Erlang went to explore the formation, I'm afraid that the big skeleton would be trapped in it more or less and would not be able to get out for a while!
really.

As soon as the Lord of Blood Evil entered the formation, the entire Thorn Ridge seemed to come alive. Not only the blood river, but also the little demons sent out to scout out the fire on the other peaks were affected.

In an instant, all the little demons and wild beasts that had set foot into the ridge were hung up by the wild thorny vines over there.

There was only a river of blood, and the vines could do nothing to it. Instead, they were eroded by the blood river with a sizzling sound after a slight contact. However, the blood river wandered on the ridge for a long time before heading straight to the top of Thorn Ridge.

There is a Taoist temple on the ridge, with a sign in front of the door reading "Muxian Temple" in three big characters.

There are three old Taoists, two young men and two girls in the temple, gathered around a stone table. A closer look will reveal that these seven people have human form but are also strange.

The three old Taoists wore green, white and black robes respectively, but their hair was a strange green color, and there were small branches growing on their earlobes, which looked like pine, cypress and bamboo.

The two were dressed in plain clothes and had handsome faces. The young Taoist had a small branch of plum and peach on his ear, and the two girls had a small branch of maple and apricot.
This is actually a group of wood spirits!
A piece of wood can become a monster. After hundreds of years of baptism by the sun and the moon, the tree trunk finally escapes from the cage. A piece of the tree trunk is taken and transformed into the monster body. It grows hands and feet, and has seven orifices for eyes and nose, which is almost the same as a living thing.

It can become a demon or a spirit. When an old tree dies or is struck by lightning, it survives from decay. The tree's heart gets the essence of the sun and the moon, and it gets great fortune, becoming a spirit.
In this view, seven great creations are gathered together at the same time.

"Brothers and sisters, please listen to me."

"There came a bunch of evil people from outside the mountain. They were able to ride on clouds and mist, and they led a large group of ghost horses. They burned all the land outside the mountain."

"Just now I saw the leader, a man riding a purple cloud, glanced at me and was about to attack the mountain."

The Fengling girl was like a lark, chirping and dancing as she described the great changes outside the mountain.

"Little sister, no need to say more!"

"They've found us." The old Taoist priest with a pine branch stuck in his hair stopped the lark-like girl from speaking.

He gently bowed to the shadowy young man who had landed inside the courtyard wall. This was a gesture he learned from the hunters and warriors outside the mountain. It was a gesture of respect.

"I am Cang Songzi from Muxian Temple. I am honored to meet you, Immortal Master."

The Blood God Son ignored him, only turned his head to look at the six people behind him, and said expressionlessly:
"This Thorn Ridge is for my Wu family."

Regardless of the reactions of the few people, the blood river behind him reappeared, and a blood shadow jumped out from the blood river and attacked the wood spirits directly.

This blood shadow is called the Blood Droplet. It only needs to pounce on a person or a monster and immediately steal all the flesh and blood from them. It is extremely vicious.

This was originally a blood-killing soldier of the same type as the armored beasts and skeleton monsters, but this evil master refined it together with the blood river and became a part of the Blood God Son. This was also his trump card to compete with the mage.

But at this moment, these blood shadows pounced directly towards the wood spirit, but they missed and could not move him at all.

"Spirit? Or some other reason?"

At this time, the seven people also came to their senses, and were extremely shocked and angry, and they also attacked the Blood God Son.

Cangsongzi, Qingbaizi, Gaojiezi, Meijun, Taojun, Fengji and Xingji. The seven of them mobilized their magic power, and the rhythm of wood Taoism flowed. In an instant, the courtyard turned into a place of flying flowers and falling leaves, which contained a hint of murderous intent. Under the lightest leaf of flying flowers was a blade that could cut through iron like mud.

A number of hard spikes emerged from the ground and rushed straight towards the Blood God Son.

The Blood God Son seemed to have heard something and thought for a moment. The next moment, his body turned into a hundred-foot-long blood river, which crashed into the courtyard, making the seven people dizzy.

Just as the seven people straightened their bodies, ready to meet the next attack from the gloomy Taoist, they found that the Taoist had stopped moving.

Instead, there was a sound of leisurely strolling footsteps coming from outside the temple. The locked door from the inside suddenly opened spontaneously for some reason, and it opened with a creaking sound.

Fengji and Xingji looked as if they had seen a ghost, with their mouths wide open.

This...this door, this lock, why did it move by itself?

"Muxian Temple?"

A handsome young man in a yellow robe with wide sleeves and a ceremonial robe with yin-yang patterns on the edges smiled as he savored the name of the temple.

Perhaps because he was too tall, the young man had to slightly turn sideways after pushing open the gate before he could cross the gate and enter the front yard. He glanced at the eight people in the yard, pointed at the gate and chuckled, saying:

"This gate needs to be slightly modified, otherwise you will have to lower your head when entering!"

(End of this chapter)