Chapter 111: Oath and Departure As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yong turned around and looked at the three evil kings again. "However, rebirth from the dead can only happen once and not twice. You are all born to be dead, and if you seal the Yin God again, your Yin life span will be cut in half. I am afraid that the Yin life span will have a limit!" The dead have no lifespan, but the ghosts do. The dead people like him use the great food sacrifice as an opportunity to transform into wandering gods, and what they overdraw is the legendary ghost lifespan. If one fails to make any achievements in the way of the Yin Spirit, after hundreds of years, the Yin life span will be exhausted and the soul will be scattered. But, that's enough! "Master, what are you talking about?" "We died and were defeated by the great master Wu Zong. I don't know how many days and nights have passed. Since I awakened my life consciousness, my body has become like a human pig. I can't see clearly, hear clearly, and my senses of touch, taste, and smell are gone. All I have is the obsession of death and the laws of Taoism to restrain me all day long." "Haha, it's enough to be able to regain the body of a Yin God in this life. Who cares about the life span of Yang or Yin?" Yin Erlang smiled brightly, but suddenly he thought of something and his smile stopped abruptly. "It's just that the princes of all generations have offered sacrifices to the Demon Camp only to train a battalion of rampant soldiers for future generations to command. You..."
After transforming into wandering gods, the Chang Juns are no longer simple mindless tools. They will be independent divine individuals. At the same time, they will naturally die after their lifespan is exhausted. This goes against the original intention of the Shaying! But Wu Yong just shook his head. "The law of the rampant god is much more cruel than the five rampant soldiers, heavenly soldiers and generals, and the underworld soldiers and horses of the ancient times." "We have all fought on the same battlefield, but you only regard us as tools? This is not Yong's style." "Besides, I am now in my prime, why should I consider the future inheritance of my family?" “If nothing goes wrong in the future, I think it won’t be difficult to win a position as a Taoist general with a lifespan of thousands of years with this ancient inheritance.” "In the future, I will just leave more bloodlines for the family. Why should I make you suffer?" Wu Yong curled the corner of his mouth slightly, patted Yin Erlang on the shoulder, and turned to look at the two people behind him. But the man with a wolf-hair shawl, who was over eleven feet tall, took a step forward, knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed. "Wuxi White Wolf-Li, meet Zongzi!" Although he had just awakened his spiritual consciousness and his three souls had just settled, unlike Xue and Yin who had been with Wu Yong for a long time, the edict that regarded the Wu family as the master and the mark engraved by the Dao Court in his sea of soul always reminded him that the person in front of him was his Dao Master. "You are Xiongsha-Li? Well, that's really good. With such a strong body, you can tell at a glance that you are a good candidate for killing." Wu Yong lifted his right finger, and Li felt an invisible force lifting him up, and he could no longer kneel down. Li was not good at speaking, so he grinned when he heard Wu Yong's praise, and then stood aside. Wu Yong, Xue Shen Zi and Yin Erlang looked at each other and smiled. Bai Lang Li Jun immediately followed the three of them and walked to the edge of the platform. Wu Yong walked to the front, and the three gentlemen stood behind him. He was seen holding a staff in his right hand and waving his arm to shout! A strange wind suddenly blew up on the cliff of the cape, and dark clouds covered the dome. With Wuyong as the center, thunder shadows rose up on the dry land, and the strange wind rolled up faint hot breaths, and strange phenomena were seen within a hundred miles around. "My Wu clan sons!" "The Qingyun expedition has come to an end. At this time, there are two more happy events."
"The first great joy is that the three kings of the Three Evils Chang Camp of my clan have gathered together and their merits and deeds have been completed. The second great joy is that I want to change Chang into a god and bring the three kings' life tablets to my Huandan blessed land and hang them on the dome of the blue sky to correct their honor." "Blood God Son, Yin Wu, Li! I hereby order you three to join my shogunate, help me protect the Dao, and become the chief generals under my command?" "Although I cannot give you the dharma scrolls, I will provide you with all the honorable positions and offerings. Are you willing?" Wu Yong raised his staff high and questioned the three leaders of the evil camp. He wants to transform the three evil soldiers into grass-roots gods, who will be his own subordinates and his guardian gods! How could Zhu Chang not be willing to do this? How could he dare not be willing to do this? The three gentlemen understood and immediately knelt on one knee, clasped their hands and said: "That's all I wish for!" The three kings responded immediately, and thunder and fire suddenly burst out from the raised staffs. The whole cliff was covered with dark clouds. Then, the clouds suddenly lit up, and a burst of golden light penetrated the clouds and shone on the whole cliff. Strands of golden light were cast down from the cracks in the clouds, like pieces of golden scales! As thunder and fire connected, three golden talismans fell from the clouds. These golden talismans were not created by heaven and earth. They were refined by Wu Yong using the heart of the sacred mulberry tree with great effort. One talisman and one command represented a dharma position. The three golden talismans floated in the air for several weeks, and then turned into golden light and fell into the brows of the three kings. The next moment, the three kings opened their eyes. The Blood King frowned, and a blood magic image stood up behind him. There were countless blood scars on his body under his blood robe. The blood scars opened again, and the terrifying blood pupils opened together, making the cultivators who were watching the ceremony feel creepy. Yin Jun smiled coldly, and the black skeleton behind him twisted slightly, with corpse qi and smoke rolling. A strange hooded black robe was draped behind the black skeleton body, just like the Skeleton King. The evil king clenched his fists and there was a roar. The space behind him seemed to split open. First, a pair of claws stretched out from the black gap. The claws were ferocious with bulging veins. He tore down with all his strength, and the space seemed to be torn open. Then, a white wolf's head emerged from it, followed by a more muscular body. Each of its white hairs was like a steel needle. It turned out to be a werewolf that was a hundred feet tall! Although the cultivators had never come into contact with the blood demon and the skeleton demon, the werewolf's form was the purest form of cruelty and evil. Its eyes glanced around cruelly, making the mountain demon kings' hair stand on end. "Yes, this is the way of the gods!" "It is also a gift I give to the three of you." Wu Yong waved his staff and easily dispersed the images of the three people. In his current view, the fighting method of the Changshen sect was too weak, so Wu Yong used the Disha magic power - the art of driving gods, to recreate the Dharma bodies for the three people, and granted them the magic power of driving gods and the true spirit form. At the same time, he also initially established a fairy palace in the blessed land. There is only one master and three generals in the palace. The master is Huang Tian Zhang Lei Che Huo Fa Zun, and the three generals are the blood general who bestows blessings, the evil general who relieves disasters in the south, and the sin-pardoning general. The energy of the Yellow Sky fell, and the rhyme of thunder and fire suppressed the area within a hundred miles. Wu Yong was reluctant to take it back. This was his last time to swear military force in the Southern Continent. From now on, he would only send people to stay there permanently and take a batch of income from the spiritual veins of the spiritual manor every five years! After looking around at all the cultivators, Wu Yong withdrew his magic power, ordered people to set up a reward, and then supported his palms on the top of the scepter, staring at the white cloud in the blue sky with a majestic look. "Fuyao Wu family, Wu Yong!" "You really have good luck, good talent, and great ambition!" Above the clouds, the sound was like thunder. It was the first time that the Lord of the Cloud Top Palace treated the event with such sternness, and there was a hint of approval in his admiration. When Jing Xiao was twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, he seemed to be still honing his Taoist rhyme. He only mastered the Gangsha at the age of thirty, and achieved the Golden Elixir at the age of thirty-seven! Compared to this little guy, he is quite inferior? Meanwhile, on the Cloud Top Palace, the magicians of various races who were overlooking the entire sacrifice remained silent, unable to bear the grudge for a long time. "The Earthly Demonic Power ranks second, the Art of Exorcising Spirits." "The Dao Court has never included it! It is said that there is a lineage in the infinite heavens of the Eastern World that is particularly good at this method. If this method is practiced to the extreme, it can open a divine system, which is comparable to the ancient scriptures of a lineage of talismans. "Wu Yong has transformed himself into a god, and has gained the combat power of three Yin gods." After saying this, the old man's face darkened. But my clan is already in a period of transition. It would be great if my descendants had such... no... even if they had the same ability as him. This display of force not only shocked the various mountain tribes in the Southern Continent, but also shocked the cultivators in the Nine Continents. Troubled times are the greatest opportunities and the best stepping stones for ambitious people. They can make a family extinct and beyond repair, but they can also make an ordinary young man with thousands of horses and thousands of troops waiting for his orders when he returns from the war. The Qingyun Palace slowly descended, and by the time it reached the highest cliff of the cape, the Wu clan cultivators had almost evacuated all the elite troops from various armies. Every independent cultivator who had taken the bait, strong country folk, and Huangtian believer looked back every few steps. They kept looking back at Wu Yong, even though he was too far away and they could no longer see Wu Yong's face clearly, they just wanted to engrave that pale yellow color in their hearts. After all, it was Huang Tian Fa Zun who made the human race in the Great Wilderness the masters of the clouds and land, and brought them from the tribal rural era into the first stage of spiritual practice civilization of taking bait to cultivate qi and taming beasts. Perhaps, given their lifespans, by the time the Dharma Master returns to the Cloud Land, they will have already died of old age and passed away. "You guys really are not that reluctant to leave!"
"We will be back in five years. The three immortals of the Wood Immortal Temple, the sincere Taoists of the Taiping Dao, and the Taoists who have performed well enough will follow us to the Jiuzhou Ancestral Realm today." "Hehe, just wait, five years later, when they have learned a higher level of civilization, system, Taoism, and arts, they will all come back!" “I will come back to see you guys” The young man named Wu Dao forced a smile and teased the elites from various factions whom he had been thinking about. In fact, he was also very reluctant to leave. After all, this was his hometown! The Taoist soldiers and Taoists appeased and evacuated the elites from all parties. This time, Wu Yong did not leave any cultivators from his own clan behind to stay in Yuntu. All of them were governed by the monsters and humans who came from the wilderness of Yuntu. Perhaps in five years, Wu will establish the post of the Governor of the Outer Realm, but for now, he has no plans to do so. Watching the evacuation below, and gradually the cultivators starting to perform their respective duties, Wu Yong nodded slightly and looked towards the Heavenly Palace again. At this time, Jin Peng, Lao Xiang, and Shi Wang were also standing nervously behind Wu Yong. "Oh! Is this the one you mentioned, the one that cleared out tens of thousands of miles to the west of the Southern Continent and presented it to me as a gift to the Great Master White Elephant?" Master Jingxiao raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile. In a one-on-one communication with Master Jingxiao, Wu Yong described the origins, strengths, and tendencies of these three demon kings. But only the White Elephant Demon King can catch the eye of Master Jingxiao. "That's right!" Wu Yong bowed in reply. But before he could finish, he felt the laws of the universe shake, the space behind him twisted, and the old yellow-fanged elephant disappeared without a trace. Seeing Jin Peng's expression change slightly, Wu Yong immediately used his magic power to subdue him and warned: "That is Master Jingxiao, the future master of this world." "He is a supreme being who is on par with the gods among the demons. He is just testing whether your second brother is worthy of his favor. Don't ruin your second brother's plans!" After repeated warnings and waiting for nearly two incense sticks, the old yellow-fanged elephant finally reappeared at the same place. But he was already sweating all over, exhausted, and could no longer stand. The sea of clouds dissipated, and suddenly a gorgeous cultivator appeared above the Qingyun Heavenly Palace. He wore a crown and gorgeous clothes, with a lingering spiritual aura surrounding him. People crowded around him, like a minister paying homage to a king. He appeared and disappeared from view above and below, and his mighty power was simply unmatched! "The blood of the Earth-shaking Divine Elephant, a good practice of physical training, you can serve as a guardian of Qingyun Heavenly Palace in the future." The protagonist can actually subdue these demon kings, after all, he has the background. But not very good. The main meridian is not strong, because the king is restrained, and the fatal point is pinched by Wu Yong's hand. If the stall is too big, it will easily fall apart and the cohesion will easily decrease. The Stone King and the Peng King stayed in the Southern Continent. They had some incense relationship with each other and could look after the Wu family's spiritual farm. They also had some friendship with the Elephant King. It is better than taking it home and not knowing how to use it, and it is less troublesome. (End of this chapter)