Chapter 23 Undercurrent In the evening, the Wu family's Qigong practitioners had gone to rest after finishing their spiritual meals. Only two people took turns every few hours to look after the spiritual beast dragon horse in the animal pen! In fact, there is no need to be so cautious. The Green Scaled Dragon Horse is ranked 29th on the Spiritual Beast List as a mid-grade spiritual beast. It is quite intelligent. Why does it need them to hold it like a child all day long? This batch of dragon horses was originally obtained by Wu Yong from Jizhou at a great cost. Together with the logistics of nearly eighty stallions, grooms, horse servants, and breeders, as well as more than one hundred green-scaled dragon horses of all sizes, all for the purpose of establishing a Hundred Cavalry Taoist Army. However, General Lie, who was in charge of the Wu family's guards, said that the Taoist soldiers would not be effective for long and there was no point in keeping them idle, so he incorporated these thirty-odd cavalrymen into the Wu family's guards. Now, this is the private property of their guards, and they cherish it even more! In the back hall of the villa, Wu Yong was sitting cross-legged on the Arhat bed, moving spiritual energy and opening up acupoints. Next to him was Wu Xuan, who was practicing Qigong with him and fell asleep on the Luohan bed. "The 216th acupoint has been completed!" Wu Yong let out a long sigh! The second level warrior of the Taoist military method needs to open up the major orifices of the human body. The number of orifices that can be opened varies according to different Taoist military methods, generally ranging from 72, 108, 196, to 365. When the acupoints are perfected, one can condense the evil and refine the energy, and the dragon and the tiger will merge, so as to refine all the spiritual energy in the Zhoutian acupoints into high-quality magic power. Only then can one reach the third level of Dao Court Guardian!
Wu Yong must open up all 365 major acupoints. Although the Taoist military tactics lack the ability of the immortals to condense their innate great skills and refine their innate magical instruments, if they can open up all the acupoints in the body, the magic power will be no weaker than that of ordinary immortal practitioners! Compared with the Taoist warrior, the second-level sorcerer has the ability to condense the talisman of his innate magic in his dantian, as well as the process of refining his innate magic weapon into a magic weapon when refining the Gangsha. Therefore, most sorcerers with a bit of ambition devote themselves to practicing their innate skills and refining magical instruments during this stage. When it comes to the Gangsha period, a sorcerer who has refined both the magic weapon embryo and the Taoist talisman can even possess the third-level combat power in a short period of time. Thinking of this, Wu Yong also sighed? The speed of opening up the acupoints has been getting slower and slower in recent days. This military method is really too tiring. You must be patient and open up the 365 major acupoints one by one. Then each major acupoint will be a small dantian, and also a fountain of essence and energy. They will circulate throughout the body, becoming one and leak-free! After refining his spiritual power for several hours, Wu Yong looked at Wu Xuan who was sleeping soundly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. I clearly taught her how to refine the spiritual power in her sea of energy more efficiently, but she could fall asleep while refining the spiritual power. At this moment, Wu Yong even began to doubt whether he had made a mistake. Ugh! Forget it, I’m too lazy to bother her! Wu Yong took out the scroll of paper spirit. The Wu family had already refined half of this thing, but they had been suffering from the lack of corresponding laws and were unable to drive it accurately. However, in the Lingguan Baogao, there is the thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang, which include the technique of turning beans into soldiers, and the technique of turning paper into spirits! However, the techniques of paper cutting to create spirits, such as summoning spirits, dispatching generals, and greedy spirits, are all useful. That’s the trick! After quickly reviewing the Lingguan Treasure Edict in his mind, Wu Yong put away the scroll of strange painting and took out the red blood, cinnabar, talisman paper, talisman pen, incense burner, etc. from the mustard seed bag. "It's a soul-binding talisman, but this talisman is very complicated. It doesn't follow the path of the talisman school, but rather looks like the ghost painting talisman of the witch faith." What a headache! He drew four or five in a row, but all failed. The magic method of restraining spirits can be used as the core talisman of the straw spirit with seven arrows on it, and it can also be used as the paper spirit technique. But it’s difficult!! Wu Yong let out a light breath, smoothed out the waste talisman again, and folded it aside carefully. Waste talismans like this one with strange inscriptions should not be handled by Taoist children, in order to avoid encountering evil spirits. Not even one! Wu Yong will not feel at ease until he sees them destroyed with his own eyes! Tuk-tuk-tuk! "Please come in!" Wu Yong picked up the brush and drew the foot of the talisman, then he exhaled a deep breath. He saw that the whole talisman was like a ghost's drawing, with every stroke falling where it shouldn't have. The whole body is filled with an inhuman pattern of talismans that makes people angry when they see it. It doesn't look like a regular talisman at first glance.
It’s a pity that it’s just a little bit short! "Master, Captain Cui is here!" The guard on duty outside the hall did not enter the house, but stood outside the threshold to report. So fast? Wu Yong was shocked. He thought that the captain would have to wait until the two warlock leaders came back before he could get any news. He didn't expect that he would come here on his own initiative in advance. "We are all brothers. Please let Captain Cui come in!" Wu Yong turned slightly and nodded gently to the guard, signaling him to go and invite the captain! Then he spread out a new piece of talisman paper and repeatedly studied the angle of writing. At this moment, a rhythmic and crisp sound was heard, and a middle-aged man in green armor walked quickly into the hall. clatter! clatter! clatter! When he reached the threshold, he was startled when he saw the young man inside. But he quickly turned around and knelt on one knee. He said loudly: "East Sea Fleet, Cui Yaer, greetings to Zongzi!" Cui Yaer? The name seems familiar. But in the original owner's memory and my own memory over the past few years, I don't seem to have any impression of it!! "Please come in!" Wu Yong put down the talisman pen and invited the captain to come into the hall for a chat! However, when Captain Cui entered the hall, Wu Xuan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly woke up. The flames on the wings behind him soared up, and his right hand tightly grasped the corner of the table. He stared cruelly at the soldier outside the door who was walking towards the hall! These eyes instantly made Cui Yaer feel cold all over, as if she was being stared at by something. "Are you awake?" Wu Yong glanced at her unhappily, picked up the tea set, sat on the Arhat bed, and pushed her to the side. Then he waved to Cui Yaer, motioning him to sit in the passenger seat opposite the tea table. "You're exhausted after such a long journey today. Do you want to go down and have a rest?" He turned around and asked Wu Xuan. "I'm here!" Wu Xuan shook her head. As soon as Wu Yong arrived at the villa, he began to make arrangements. He first sent people to visit the two leaders of Danyang County, and then as soon as he landed, he began to look for the captain of the fleet who was Wu's disciple and former official. She is not a fool, so how could she not understand what Wu Yong wants to do? How could she not get involved in such a big thing? Seeing that Wu Xuan had no intention of leaving, Wu Yong poured a cup of tea for Cui Yaer and then another cup for Wu Xuan. "Chief Steward Lie had been thinking about you all the time, and when he came here, he specially asked a few of us to come and see you. I had planned to come and see you after I dealt with the He family!" As he spoke, Wu Yong gave Cui Yaer an apologetic smile. "I'm really sorry to bother you. I just arrived in Danyang and I have something to ask of you." "This time we came to Danyang mainly for the Danjiang Market. I heard that a water-dividing general named Shui Qilin attacked the market here and killed many people!" "Fellow Daoist Cui has been stationed on the Penglai Sea Route for a long time. I wonder if he knows anything about this Water Qilin? What kind of person is he? Why would he want to go ashore and rob the market?" Seeing that Cui Ya'er seemed to be concerned about the Wu family and was quite humble, Wu Yong did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point, asking directly about the details of General Fenshui. "Zongzi! Our fleet was also in the harbor during the time of the accident, so we saw it clearly." "It was the water-dividing thief who did it, but it is unknown what role he played in it."
"They call themselves General Dividing Water and Captain Dinghai. To put it bluntly, they are pirates of all sizes." Logically speaking, pirates should not bypass the coast to enter Danjiang and attack people on the shore! The pirates need supplies, and their activities are limited to the shipping routes. They even have a certain tacit understanding with various aristocratic families. Naturally, they did not dare to offend the noble families on the shore easily. "The Water-Dividing Kirin, whose real name is Lu Yuan, is from Dai County, Dongzhou. He has an only daughter. He is a water sorcerer who has condensed his evil spirit and refined his energy. He has cultivated his life-defining art - turning the river. He holds a water-dividing fork and has been rampant in the Penglai Sea for decades. He has more than 30 large and small ships. There are eight sorcerers in the fleet, as well as Taoist soldiers and warriors of varying sizes. The scale is very large." "They set up camp on Changhuan Island in the Penglai Sea, plundering and dumping goods all year round, but they have never encountered a top-notch family!" "A few days ago, six large ships and three successful warlocks were dispatched to plunder Danjiang Market." Cui Yaer, a captain of an empty camp that had been idle for half a year, knew their troop deployment and movement trajectory very clearly. It seemed like a trap with its pocket open, waiting for Wu Yong to fall into it. He had to get in! Otherwise, the He family, which had supported him for decades, would be gone. "It seems that there is indeed a lot of money to be made on the Penglai Sea, which has nurtured a fleet like this one. No wonder they dare to call themselves generals and captains!" Wu Yong's expression gradually hardened after hearing this, and he continued to ask. "Fellow Daoist Cui, do you think it would be difficult to destroy such a team?" This question stumped Cui Yaer. Is now the time to think about this? "Zongzi, listen to me. Don't compare yourself to that filthy fellow. You should strike a balance and divide us!" "I have made many friends in Penglai Sea, some of whom hunt sea beasts, some do no-cost business, and some are water bosses. How about you?" Cui Yaer is mature and wants to fight a proxy war from a different angle! However, this is not just a conflict between the pirates and the He family. Judging from their swaggering attitude, there must be bigger fish behind them! Wu Yong thought about it again and again and nodded. "Do you have a map of the location of Changhuan Island? Can Fellow Daoist Cui recruit some ships for me? I want to go directly to the island to negotiate with the other party!" "The location of Changhuan Island is not a big secret. If necessary, I have two ships under my command that can help Zongzi! But they have scouts in the sea with their speedboats, so I'm afraid we have to send a visiting card first." Cui Yaer looked hesitant, but finally told the truth. He didn't think Changhuan Island would be open to the Wu family. "That'll be troublesome!" "If things are impossible, we can dispatch some soldiers and gods to conquer Changhuan Island." "It's just that I'm afraid of that guy, so he ran away!" Wu Yong sighed. Then he became interested in the wife and daughter of Lu Yuan, the water-dividing Qilin.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Cui knows where his wife and daughter are and what they look like?" "Is it also on the long island?" If we can make him afraid to act rashly and take action, our chances of winning will be great! Hearing Wu Yong's question, Cui Yaer shook her head. Lu Yuan hid his wife and daughter very well, and they were not from Danyang County, so it would be difficult to use his family to control him. It seemed that Cui Ya'er didn't know much either, so Wu Yong changed the subject and talked to him about their past friendship with Wu Lie. Before leaving, Wu Yong took out two mustard seed sacs and pressed them on Cui Yaer's palm. "These two, the red mustard capsules contain some Hedong spiritual medicines and Beiyuan treasures. You have worked in the Wu family's East China Sea Fleet for hundreds of years, which is almost a mortal's life!" "The transfer of the East China Sea route was a very hasty decision. I discussed it with Chief Steward Lie when I came here. This is a gift of compensation to you!" "This white mustard seed capsule is for Daoist Cui, I want him to help me go around for the next two days and deliver a visiting card to Changhuan Island!" Wu Yong patted his arm sincerely, indicating that he should accept the two gifts. Cui Yaer was stunned and wanted to refuse the food, but the dozens of people on his boat had been resting for a long time and really needed this supply. "Then I will accept it with audacity. I will never forget the kindness of Zongzi!" Then he walked out of the yard with hurried steps. Only Wu Yong and Wu Xuan were left sitting in the main hall, staring at each other. "So, how do you fight?" Wu Xuan looked at Wu Yong steadily. "First take a look at this invitation and see if he dares to accept it. If he dares to accept it, the day he lands on the island will be the day his entire family will be wiped out!" "It would be difficult if he avoided us. We don't have time to waste time with him. The sea is their home turf." Wu Yong's face darkened. That water unicorn, Lu Yuan, is most likely a pawn of some noble family. Now it seems that we may not be able to take him down with just these men! After thinking for a moment, Wu Yong took out a scroll of painting from his sleeve, threw it on the table, and silently chanted a prayer. "Is Yin Jilang here?" "Yes, here!" A muffled voice sounded. There were bursts of strange cries, and large clouds of black smoke condensed, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a skeleton monster nearly a meter tall. "Only Yin Erlang knows that we are in a difficult situation. Can you please build a magic altar to welcome the bloody evil, fierce evil, and black evil to protect us and break the situation?" "Is it possible?" Wu Yong scolded again. The skeleton demon, who was full of sinister black energy, had no problem with it and said with a sinister smile: "It is possible, but you must know that my Three Evil Camps are all from the Heshan Dao, the Xuehai Dao, and the Beast Barbarians. They are all trained from the broken remains of the evil spirits killed by Wu Zhenjun!" "If you set up an altar and command them, I'm afraid you won't be able to control this group of lawless people."
Mao Shen, the rampant soldier of the Three Evils Camp, was the ninth ancestor of the Wu family. It took a lifetime of hard work for a quasi-true monarch at the peak of the third transformation to subdue him one by one, and train him into a rampant creature that was neither alive nor dead, half ghost and half god. Even ordinary magicians may not be able to intimidate these vicious people! "All I know is that it's just a pirate island. I don't think there will be any innocent people there!" "After the battle, I will allow you to plunder the island for two days and reward you. Is that okay?" "You should do it nicely for me, right?" Wu Yong frowned slightly, thought about it and still promised him two days of freedom! The Three Evils Camp may not be the strongest among the three Mao Gods, but it is definitely the most brutal, enough to teach those with evil intentions a lesson! "Hehehe! I knew you were different from the others. You have guts!" "Your father and son are not like this. I told him to take us with him when he went to war, but he insisted on leaving us behind to suppress the family. What happened? The whole family was wiped out." "Whatever powerful weapon of the gods should not be moved lightly, you should move it, move it more often, and kill all those who covet you!" This damn thing is getting more and more arrogant! "As long as Boss Xue makes a move himself, you can rest assured. Anyone below the third-level Grand Mage will be transformed into a Blood Dropper by him in an instant." The Skeleton Demon laughed loudly, raising a large cloud of filthy black smoke, then he grabbed the Paper Spirit Scroll and began to arrange the altar for the Three Evils to descend upon! After seven hundred years, it is finally time for them to take action. The offerings provided by the Wu family over the years are certainly very adequate and delicious, but we also need to go out and exercise! I, Old Yin, think that Ren Zongzi is a good guy. If we follow him, we will never lack fights in the future! Jie Jie Jie! (End of this chapter)