The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 87: Playback
"That old yellow-fanged elephant has a body as hard as bronze. I can't even sense a trace of its blood or energy!"

"I'm afraid the killing array brought by the clan may not be able to break the defense of that old monster!"

The Blood God's face darkened and he spoke in a deep voice.

The feeling of oppression given by that old yellow-tusked elephant was too great. If he were facing the elephant king alone, he would probably have retreated thousands of miles away.

Wu Yong heard this and said in a gentle and soothing voice:

"You were only defeated by the flawless demon body in the sea of ​​blood. No matter how refined the demon body is, it is still flesh and blood. No matter how strong and powerful the old elephant is, if he sets up a trap, you will not be able to escape easily."

"Besides, that old elephant has fallen before, hasn't he?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at the Scorpion Demon, who didn't know how to shirk his responsibility.
Could it be that I am under someone's control and have to fight to the death for him?

The Scorpion Queen rolled her eyes and pretended that she didn't know Wu Yong was pointing a finger at her. She wouldn't do that for no good reason.
The evil spirit in the north had also disappeared long ago, probably having slipped away when the old yellow-fanged elephant retreated.

Wu Yong flicked his finger and put the Green Hairpin away. Apart from attacking the Yin corpse that came ashore, the Green Hairpin had no chance to attack again. He tried to lock onto Lao Peng's aura several times, but each time failed.

Such a magic weapon should be accompanied by the secret method of Yu Dao, but Wu Yong is not good at Yu Dao and cannot fully bring out the power of this magic weapon.

Due to the different levels of Dao Marks cultivated, one can only unleash 80% to 90% of the ability of a magic weapon. Only a magic weapon with a matching Dao Mark can exert its full effect.

This is why the Taoist temple highly recommends that sorcerers practice the great arts separated from the magical powers and Taoism at the stage of sorcerers, and sacrifice and refine the corresponding natal magic tools.

There is nothing special about it, it just fits the purpose.

There are many magical weapons left by the Wu ancestors, but it is extremely difficult to find suitable weapons.

Wu Yong originally specialized in the Dao of Fire and the Dao of Wind, but now he was practicing the Dao of Stars, the Dao of Thunder, and the Dao of Metal and Stone at the same time. The Dao patterns on his body were very different.

"I have to practice how to use a suitable tool to convey the truth!" Wu Yong said secretly.

Ziyun followed the four people and directly entered the barrier, and the hidden gazes from all over the wilderness also retreated.
However, secretly, a huge uproar was brewing in this vast wilderness.

He severely injured the Great Demon King Qintian, cut off the corpse in the Black Abyss, and forced back the Great Demon King Baixiang. The four demon king-level combat forces at the mountain gate are no less powerful than those of the Three Sacred Ridges!

"After the Three Holy Mountains, will there be another Four Kings Mountain in the Southern Continent?"

Let’s not talk about the changes in the wilderness for now.

As soon as Wu Yong and his four companions entered the mountain gate, many sorcerers gathered around them one after another. When they saw Wu Yong, their first feeling was that he was an extremely unfamiliar person.

"Master?"

Wu Changgui, who was the first to follow Wu Yong, also called out to Wu Yong in a low voice with some uncertainty.

"Idiot! I just combined that pill and there were some changes. Can't you recognize it?" Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and pretended to be angry.

"Hahaha, no, no, the master's aura has changed. I'm just a little hesitant whether the master used a spirit puppet." Wu Changgui laughed.

It wasn't just his aura that changed, even his energy had changed greatly. If he hadn't watched Wu Yong grow up, he would have almost not recognized him.

“So, the master is.”

"Have you achieved the status of a true mage?"

Manager Jin took a step forward, stood side by side with Wu Changgui, and looked at Wu Yong expectantly.

His Jin family has been following the Wu family since the revival of the Wu family by its ninth ancestor, and has never been extinct nor declined.

This is also the question that all sorcerers want to know. Even if there is a arrogant god in the mansion who is comparable to a Dandao wizard, he is still just a arrogant god after all. He is just a foundation!

"Look at me, don't I look like you?"

Wu Yong curled his lips slightly, and an illusory image immediately appeared on the cliff. Above it were clouds hanging from the sky, and below was lead, mercury, silver and soil. In the middle was a towering red tree with no end in sight. This image covered an area of ​​several miles and did not dissipate for a long time.

As the vision appeared, everyone felt a speechless suffocation. Such power was comparable to that of a top-grade elixir. It was the Heavenly Lead Vision!

Plop.

Wu Changgui and Jin Fugui knelt down in front of Wu Yong and said sincerely:
"The old lady treated all the cultivators in the mansion as her own children. Although she left with a smile, she could not help but feel a little regretful about the scene in the mansion!"

"Within two years, the master has already achieved the state of returning to the elixir. His Dao is natural. He achieved the state of elixir at the age of twenty and turned the tide in times of crisis. With such talent, he is comparable to the genius of the upper clans of Yujing!"

"We would like to thank you on behalf of the old lady."

The contracted Taoist priests of the Wu family never needed such a ceremony of worship; a mere bow would suffice. However, these sorcerers of the Wu family were more or less brought up by the old lady, and their gratitude for protecting the Tao and their respect for her were beyond words, so they could not help but speak without thinking out of excitement.

This made it difficult for the sorcerers behind them. They couldn't stand or sit well.
"Alright, alright, I don't know how you guys feel, but please don't make fun of us anymore."

Wu Yong approached and helped them up, saying jokingly, "It seems like you are the legitimate sons of the ancestor, while I am an outsider. Shouldn't we work together?"

After saying this, he led the group of cultivators back to the palace.

There are two peaks on the cliff, one high and one low. The high peak was once the mountain where the Scorpion Demon lived. After driving out all the demons, the Wu family followed the original foundation on the peak and expanded it a little bit to make it a spiritual village that can accommodate hundreds of Taoists.

"We have established our reputation through this battle. All five thousand miles of spiritual land will belong to our Wu family!"

"In the future, a spiritual village will be built in Qingmei Mountain, and the hundreds of miles along the river in the northern part of Hyena Plain will be allocated to the villages in the southern wilderness for mulberry harvesting, bathing and fishing."

"Have you found anything useful in the twenty-seven demon mountains between Dafengling and this Cape Cliff?"

Wu Yong was walking quickly ahead, asking about the latest situation.

"My Lord, there are three veins of spiritual mines and seven spiritual medicines on those twenty-odd hills, which is equivalent to a spiritual manor in the Baili Qingmei Mountain. If we take over all of them, we should have nearly ten million Daozhu of resources."

"It's just that the foundation of this barrier is not yet complete, and there is no time to collect bait and medicine."

Yan Yunyue walked quickly forward and lagged slightly behind Wu Yong, reporting the difficulties she encountered.

The formation base of this Tiangang barrier was originally planned to be too large. The cultivators have been working together for several months, but the progress is only halfway through, and there is no time to deal with other important matters.

But this progress cannot be stopped. After all, the array plate is just a substitute for the barrier array base, which is just a consumable. Just like this time when King Peng attacked the mountain, two array plates were damaged due to the load. The shocked Manager Jin immediately took people to repair it!
For now, we have no choice but to let the Taoist camp return to Dafengling to take charge and patrol this 5,000-mile spiritual land.

"It's okay now. I've already achieved the status of Huanxu Master, and I also have Huangtian Technique and spiritual treasures to protect me. I don't think there will be any demon mountain that will come to pluck our beards at this time, right? The formation base can be put off for a while, and it doesn't matter if it takes another half a year."

"You and Chang Gui, lead twenty Taoists to collect the spiritual herbs from the mountains. Dry and fry them properly. One tenth of them will go to the Jing family, one tenth will go to the Immortal City, and twenty tenth will be given to you as a reward when we return to Jiuzhou!"

"It must be handled well."

Suddenly he thought of something and turned to Manager Jin and said:
"After building the foundation for 100 days, all the Taoists in the Great Wilderness who can be used, regardless of their aptitude, whether they are stuck in refining essence or advancing to refining qi, will be given a magic tool each, but they must be entered into my Wu family's Taoist books."

"There is also the Dao Camp. This time it needs to be expanded to a hundred people. Let You Xue select the people and bring them to the cliff."

"Don't feel bad. You have cleared the Twenty-Seven Demon Mountains and obtained countless animal bones and precious materials. You can let Yin Erlang lead the twenty-four skeleton monsters to refine a foreign magic weapon for each of you sorcerers, such as the Hun Tian Banner and the Five Horses Pagoda. The materials should be enough, right?"

"How about refining a Xuanyin Ghost Slaying Talisman for each of the Wu clan's Taoists?"

Wu Yong stopped and turned to look at Yin Erlang.

The Hun Tian Banner was made from the souls of 666 male and female monsters. The banner was made of black silk and painted with the stars. As soon as the banner moved, a black gas that looked like fog rolled and entangled on the surface. When it was raised, black gas hung down from the banner, whipping and entangled. No matter how powerful the flying sword or magic needle was, it could not break the Hun Tian Qi.

This is a top-grade magical weapon that has seventy-two prohibitions!

In this battle, more than tens of thousands of monster spirits were taken, which were worthy of being refined into several long banners.

The Xuanyin Ghost-Slaying Talisman requires the blending of the spiritual blood of twelve kinds of people, including jackals, tigers, leopards, lions, bears, elephants, cows, eagles, eagles, cranes and falcons. The Yin energy from the moon is taken and sacrificed to form sand. The blood sand is then repeatedly refined to condense into blood gold, which is then cast with a blood sword as a protective amulet. Once sacrificed, it becomes a ghost-slaying blood evil that can be as short as a foot or as long as several feet. It can be considered one of the quick-made magic weapons.

It is also time to equip each Taoist with a decent magical weapon. Although the Wind Control Order is good, it mostly only serves as a formation weapon.

Now, it’s not like we don’t have the ability to do so!

However, Yin Erlang will have to suffer a lot. At first glance, Yin Erlang's face is full of bitterness.

If I had known earlier, I would not have shown the Heshan Sutra to Wu Yong. Wouldn’t it have become his weapon refining tool now?

"Zongzi, those dozens of Xuanyin Ghost Slaying Talismans are fine, but if you practice them together, you will only have to suffer for a few months for those skeleton monsters."

"But the Hun Tian Banner is a top-grade magical weapon. Six or seven of them? Are you serious?"

"It will take me several years to finish practicing!"

Yin Erlang's face was filled with worry, he really didn't want to take on this tough job!

Orthodox magic tools are difficult to practice, so who taught him that the unorthodox magic tools of Heshan Dao are famous for being quick to master and powerful?

Looking at the expectant eyes of the sorcerers, Wu Yong had no choice but to comfort Yin Erlang and tempt him with words.

"The most important affairs of the country are war and sacrifice. Soon, all the cultivators will collect rare incense and exotic objects for the evil camp, and offer them to the altar, so that they can have a good sacrifice for you. If you accept this task, it will help them raise the standard of the sacrifice!"

"Really?" Yin Erlang immediately perked up.

The Blood God Son beside him also had a slight change of expression, but what he cared about more was that the Taoist Master had achieved the status of a true master, and the imperial decree temporarily suppressed the Taoist law of the Taoist court.
He had long wanted to go to the wilderness to collect the essence of all living things and practice the magical power of the sea of ​​blood.

As a result, all cultivators received Wu Yong's imperial edict to establish spiritual manors, collect spiritual medicines, expand Taoist camps, distribute Taoist books, and practice magical instruments. This was the ceremony of enfeoffment after the war!

(End of this chapter)