Chapter 110 Epilogue The Wu family of Fuyao in Dongjun led the remaining four counties to first pacify the thirty-six demon mountains of various sizes in the southern continent, then led the three rivers and four canals to destroy the Yangu in the south, and then used five treasure ships and the upper altar to crush a fourth-level evil god! It was rumored that the Wu kid cut the evil god into pieces on the spot, peeled off his skin and tendons, and ground away every inch of the monster's flesh and blood. Finally, he pulled out a rare treasure from under the top of its skull. "Greedy, cruel, and lucky enough!" He skinned people, pulled out their tendons, cracked their bones and sucked their marrow, all for the sake of finding a treasure. No matter how you look at him, he seems to be a ruthless person. "Not only that, that strange treasure is not an ordinary magic weapon. According to rumors, it seems to be a supreme spiritual treasure!" In the Yunhai Fleet, all the Taoist masters who have truly cultivated cultivation gathered together, some standing on the steps of the Qingyun Palace, some sitting on the Yuntai, with Taoist children serving them, holding flowers and whisks. One of them, a Taoist wearing a tall hat, smiled and spoke in a low voice. "Lingbao?" "How could it be a spiritual treasure? There is not even a single Gangsha vein to be found on this cloud land, how could a spiritual treasure appear there?" "Master Jing Huai, are you kidding me? Whose spiritual treasure could be obtained by Gangsha who has just completed the third level of cultivation?" The supreme spiritual treasures, each one is a rare treasure left over from the last era. Ever since the avenue collapsed in the last era and turned into countless principles, each spiritual treasure is a miracle equivalent to a principle. In this chaotic world, even an ordinary True Lord may not be able to possess a spiritual treasure! "Hey, what if I tell you that the kid from the Wu family got a protective magic treasure bestowed by Xiangzu before coming to Qingyun Realm?" Taoist Gao Guan curled the corners of his mouth.
"Xiang Zu? Which Xiang?" The latter suddenly shut his mouth, remembering the relationship between Fuyao Wu and Yujing, and said nothing more, but just glanced at the Taoist coldly. Gathered in the Qingyun Heavenly Palace were several families that had just divided the land in Xihe Niuzhou, including the Ying, Zhou, Ma and several other magicians and evil spirits headed by the Zhao family of Danyang. They all had some speculations about the purpose of the Taoist with a high crown. "Why, Jing wants to get that magic treasure back?" "In my opinion, it's probably not that easy! Rumor has it that the five families in Nanzhou are now in collusion with each other and have just slaughtered a fourth-level evil spirit, with Yujing backing them." "Moreover, I remember that Master Jingxiao revealed ten years ago that the ten-year stay in Nanzhanbu Continent was requested by Tianxiang Xun for the boy from the Wu family, right?" Zhao Zhen, the ancestor of the Ziling Zhao family, took the Taiyi Qingling Liquid and gained sixty years of life. At this time, he had transformed into a middle-aged man with a strong figure. He was wearing a gorgeous purple robe with cloud patterns and a jade ruyi on his waist. He smiled. The wizard in front of him from Dongsheng Shenzhou is here to collect world taxes! Each tribe must pay 10% tax on its output in Qingyun Realm to the Supervisory Tribe - Yunmeng Jing Clan, 10% tax to Yunmeng Fairy City in Dongzhou, and another 10% tax to Dao Court when returning to Jiuzhou. Moreover, this Taoist just added 10% of the boundary sea escort tax on behalf of the Jing family, which is equivalent to 40% of the output of the Qingyun Realm being taxed as miscellaneous taxes. The tax increased from 30% to 40%, and the cultivators were already very dissatisfied. However, they did not know that the Taoist was pretending to accidentally reveal this disturbing news, as if he wanted to instigate the cultivators to stir up trouble. "We agreed that everyone would divide the land and territory based on their own abilities, so why is it that the Wu family kid is not counting the results after he got the magic treasure?" "The tax rate for expeditions to various realms has always been 30%, and many immortal cities have reduced or exempted it, so the actual tax rate is only 20%. Now Dongzhou has increased it to 40%, hehe." "Jing Huai, you'd better stop causing trouble, otherwise, you will suffer the consequences!" The Black Dragon Great Wizard of the Ying family looked unhappy. When Xihe Niuzhou was enclosing land and racing horses, he, Ying Hai, was always at the forefront in the fight against the demon country. As a result, the richest sacred mountains and lakes south of Xizhou were given to the Zhao family, and the rest were shared with other families. Even though he received the most severe beating, he still shared the spoils with other families. Then didn’t I get beaten for nothing? Ying Hai was filled with rage, but he didn't dare to show his anger to Master Jing Xiao. So he just pointed at Master Jing Huai and started cursing. Which of the mages of each clan is not a shrewd person? Which clan is willing to be a stepping stone? Such instigation is probably just to bring harm to all clans in vain. That's all. In the tenth year of the Qingyun expedition, Xihe Niuzhou was pacified and the land was divided to establish a state! And at this time in the southern continent. The cliffs of Haijiao are decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. In the past few years, more than 200,000 villagers from Nanhuang have moved to the two major checkpoints of Haijiao and Dafeng. Everything is full of vitality. But only those Taoist practitioners who have embarked on the path of Taoism know that this five thousand mile spiritual vein is about to change.
The immortals stayed in the Great Wilderness for ten years. During these ten years, they brought the belief in Huang Tian, the dignity of the human race in the Great Wilderness, the practice method of taking bait and guiding, and an environment for fair competition between humans and monsters. But they are leaving again! "Gao Jiezi, Qing Baizi, you and I have been practicing the Soul Binding Talisman for more than a year. Over the years, I have exhausted all the skills I have figured out." "You are the spirits of plants and trees, so it should be easier for you to empathize with birds and beasts. In this soul-binding talisman, there are 3,700 birds, 120 giant feathered insects, and 830 ground-walking beasts. This is officially handed over to you two." "You should recruit many Taoist servants and maintain the four ferry routes in the 5,000-li territory. This is the Wu family's extraterritorial territory. Every five years, someone from the clan will come as a governor!" Manager Xu compiled the thousands of soul-binding talismans into a book, and added various methods of controlling beasts with talismans. Now, he has officially handed them over to the Muxian Temple on Dafeng Ridge. The militiamen from various villages, independent cultivators who had also mastered the art of taking bait, followers of Huang Tian Dao, and so on, tens of thousands of elite soldiers gathered at the foot of the cliff, watching the immortals hand over the important tasks. Afterwards, the Daoying Camp and the Zhengxiu Camp each bestowed instruments of Dharma and Yimu Lingdan on the independent cultivators in the Great Wilderness. The local militiamen were divided into three mountains and sixteen areas, and Wu Xuan handed over the patrolling staff to them. The hometown of half-demons guards the Cape Cliff. The newly admitted Taoists of the Wu family, the Taoists of the Great Wilderness, stay at the twin peaks of the Cape Cliff, and only a few with outstanding talents will return to the Kyushu world with the Wu family's regular practitioners. When all tasks were handed over, the most shocking and magnificent sacrifice began! On the cliff of the cape, Taoist priests, Taoist soldiers, half-demons, and little demons. The demon kings of various mountains, elves from various places, Danyang County Government, and the Black Mountain Zhu family, nearly 100,000 people began to enter the Cape Cliff. There is a thirty-three-story high altar on the cliff, and on top of the altar is the newly refined Sansha Magic Camp, which is the foundation of the Sansha Camp. As soon as you enter the place, the wind blows from the flat ground, and the wild atmosphere from ancient times sweeps across the entire cliff. At the top of the platform, Wu Yong invested a huge amount of money to use the sacred wood body of the fourth-level Fire Mulberry God to erect these thirty-eight red and purple statues. The first one is the statue of Shajun, which is eighty-one feet tall, with three statues of ninety-nine in total. The Blood Lord's Dharma image is a gloomy young man wearing a Taoist robe, with his hands hidden in his sleeves. He has a murderous aura but does not release it. He is the leader of a camp. The face of the Black King Dharma Image is quite weird, with many calculations hidden in his eyes. He wears a black robe with right-side lapel and wide sleeves. He also has a black bag and an iron chain in his hands, looking very much like a soul-stealing messenger from the underworld. He has a servant on his right. The Evil King appears as a muscular man wearing a wolf-head hood, with his clothes half exposed and his body covered with animal skins. Veins bulge out on his arms, and he looks murderous, just like a savage from ancient times. He has a servant on his left. Behind the three kings were twenty-four black-bone skull statues and eleven armored beast statues, each seventy-seven hundred and forty-nine feet tall. "Well, the ten-year period has come!" "Ten years ago, the Wu family died, and we came to the Qingyun Wilderness, where we managed the villages, captured the cloud monster, practiced Taoism, and developed magical powers." "And with the outsiders, he obtained the Five Horse Pagoda, felled mountains and destroyed temples, cleared barren mountains, and destroyed demon nests!" "The first merit of Qingmei Mountain is to be the evil camp, which searched the mountain and killed the monsters, and obtained this spiritual manor without damage. The second merit is to be the local braves and Taoist soldiers, who chased the remnants of the evil ape and captured everything in one fell swoop!" "In Hyena Plain, the greatest merit is to lead the Taoist camp and the righteous cultivators together, to burn the plain for thousands of miles, to destroy the evil spirits, and to drive away thousands of demons. The second greatest merit is to be a local warrior and a Taoist soldier." "In Dafengling, the first credit should go to Muxian Temple." "Twenty-seven Demon Mountains" Cape Cliff "We went west to conquer the Great Wilderness, and south to conquer the Flame Valley. It has been ten years. Just ten years!" "My lords, the number of demon kings that have fallen in our hands is more than one palm, and there is also a fourth-level evil god that we killed together and refined with lightning and fire." "Let me ask you one thing: have these ten years with me been wonderful? "Are you bold enough?" "Are the spiritual food offerings to your liking?" "Are you satisfied with the magic tools and instruments in your hands, and the magical skills you have practiced?" "Is your cultivation improving as you wish?"
Wu Yong asked as he walked. When he reached the 33rd floor, the people on and off the cliff were furious. The voices were like a tide. The crazy and scorching eyes made the monster kings of the mountains sweat. The sorcerers of the two families felt cold in their hearts. "In the future, are you willing to follow me, Wu Yong?" Wait until Wu Yong's last question: Are you willing to follow him again? "I am willing to die for you, Master!" "Die!" "Die!" "." All the Wu family cultivators were subdued, knelt on one knee, and swore an oath. How could they not be impressed by Wu Yong and how could they not admire him? Although Wu Yong was a bit stubborn and arbitrary. But it was this young prince who succeeded to the throne, who was always at the forefront during the ten-year period of development. Whenever there were demon kings and ghost kings, he was almost always at the forefront. He was the bravest, most arrogant, most ambitious and youngest wizard that all the cultivators had ever seen! Zhu Xiu was just the most ordinary and low-level contracted Taoist priests in the prefecture. In the past ten years, Wu Yong never asked about the spiritual food he provided day and night. He also provided Qingyun magical power and external Taoist magic tools to each of them. Wu Yong was well-paid and well-treated, so they were naturally loyal. Wu Yong was sincere, so they became closer to him. Wu Yong was victorious in every battle, so they bowed down to him. But Wu Yong spent money and put his heart into teaching them not only what cultivation meant, but also what it meant to defeat all enemies. If you can’t win, then dispatch troops and fight again! The Yan Valley is scorching hot, so let's collect the three rivers and four canals and flood it! If the giant monster threatens to kill him, then we will build a high altar, gather together all the cultivators, and mobilize five huge treasure ships to destroy it together! After Wu Yong subdued the Three Saints and the Great Demon Kings and trained Thunder and Fire to become the fourth-level evil spirits, they only wished, and only wished, to die for him! "Okay, okay, I knew I wasn't wrong about you." "The most important affairs of a country are war and sacrifice!" "Since I took over the Wu family, I have been lamenting the rise and fall of my family. It was at a time when my family was in need of restoration, and when the mediocre took over and was at a loss, it was harmed by the treacherous people." "It was the evil camp that dragged us out of the abyss, and it was the rampant gods who propped up the Wu family's door again!" "Today, the Three Evils Camp has made five great contributions, and we have been preparing for their sacrificial ceremony for more than seven years." "I have no moral integrity, but if anyone treats me well, I will give him my heart in return!" "I used half of a fourth-level sacred tree to reshape the domain of the God of Chaos. I used the method of talismans and the art of wandering gods to reshape the soul of heaven and earth for Lord Chaos." "At this moment, let us present the most delicious spoils of war and the most rare treasures of Yuntu." Wu Yong put his palms together, then gently pulled them to the left and right. The nine-section bamboo stick seemed to emerge from his palms. He held the stick in his right hand and gently knocked it against the stage. Suddenly, red clouds rose in the sky, and purple smoke turned into a nine-petal lotus, which was a perfect scene of flowers falling from the sky. At the foot of the cliff, the Wu family Taoist priests were solemn. The first row was eight magicians, offering wine and liquor, followed by spiritual fruits, five grains, cloud essence, Yimu elixir, rare treasures, eight beads, cloth and silk. The last ones to come on stage were Wu Xuan, the Scorpion Spirit, Manager Xu, and the Yellow-tusked Elephant King escorted by his guards. What followed were six huge iron cages made of fine gold. The old elephant with yellow teeth turned his head and glanced at them, then carried the iron cages covered with red cloth to the thirty-third floor of the platform, one in each hand. After going back and forth three times, his opponent Wu Yong bowed slightly and retreated. A strong wind blew, and the red cloths on the six gold iron cages were immediately blown away by the wind, causing the onlookers to gasp. What are the animals and beasts in those six cages that are dozens of feet high? They are six demon kings! The earth-shaking black bull, the giant leopard tiger, the gray wolf, the golden-haired fierce lion, the black-horned goat, and the copper-skinned wild boar. Six living demon kings.
Wu Yong stretched out his right hand and opened the first fine gold iron cage. The tremendous power of Qiankun was circulated and the fine gold iron cage was broken in an instant. The giant monster was lifted out of the cage, and the mysterious yellow aura around his body descended, suppressing it to the ground. He lightly picked up a hairpin with his right index finger and with a light stroke, the terrified black bull monster's head and body were immediately separated. His blood, energy, and soul instantly turned into wisps of green smoke, floating around the altar. The Taoists everywhere were so angry that their blood boiled. They cheered and wavered as they watched Wu Yong step by step, effortlessly performing a blood sacrifice on the six demon kings. The latter's hundreds of years of practice went to waste in one night. "I offer six animals to you three gentlemen!" "Blood Lord - Blood Godson, Black Lord - Yin Wu, Evil Lord - Li. The Demon Camp has served with merit, and I am grateful for your kindness. I don't want you to suffer like these demon slaves, neither alive nor dead, with two of your three souls missing and your spiritual consciousness in chaos." "Yong used the body of the sacred tree to reshape the body of the wandering god for the three gentlemen, and then reshape the three souls." "If I become a venerable, I will take the name of Dao General and the title of True Lord, establish Huandan Cave Heaven, and open a mansion for the gods and immortals." "Would you three be willing to bow down before me, serve me, and become my gods of the Yellow Heaven and my wandering scholars of the Cave Heaven?" Wu Yong pointed his staff, and all the delicacies, rare treasures, and the spirits of the six kinds of animals turned into a wisp of green smoke and were absorbed into the mouths and noses of the three kings and the group of demons. The next moment, spiritual light bloomed on the cliff of the cape, and the rhythm of Taoism rose. The group of demons who were sleeping in the evil camp enjoyed the incense, and the bamboo purple statue immediately changed its shape. The wood grain turned into flesh grain, and the statues of the arrogant gods turned into real bodies, especially the three arrogant kings, whose 81-zhang bodies radiated golden light. The spirit statues became more and more vivid and smaller. When the three woke up and opened their eyes again, they were no different from ordinary people. "smell good!" “What a refreshing breeze, what an interesting perspective.” Yin Erlang twisted his neck and said with secret joy. After being transformed into a arrogant king for hundreds of years, he had almost forgotten what the five senses and six consciousnesses were. The first moment he turned back into a wandering spirit, he bit his arm hard, leaving two rows of deep teeth marks on his right elbow, with blood oozing out. "Hahahaha, my lord! I, Old Yin, am finally alive." Yin Erlang laughed loudly and strode up to Wu Yong. The Blood God Son and the beastman named Li also looked at Wu Yong with complicated expressions. "Shaying has protected me until now. I have given you the best things I can give you. This is also a way to repay your kindness in protecting me for the past ten years!" "But why are you looking at me like this?" Wu Yong raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile! "Alas, during the time of the rampant gods, we were blind and could not see what kind of person you were. You are really handsome, my lord!" Yin Erlang smiled and avoided the topic (End of this chapter)