Chapter 359: Shocking changes (Part 1)
Looking at the hundreds of monks who were all alert, the kitten's hair stood up. He slowly spit out a tiger's roar from his mouth, held the hilt in his right hand and pulled a knife flower in the air. His mouth clattered a few times, and said vaguely: "Okay, Master Hu looks like he is going to explain here today. Well, little Taoist priest, where are you from? What are you doing when you come here to find the generals in the Ming army? Hehe, even if Master Hu wants to die, I have to make me a wise ghost, right?" Looking at the monks around him, he smiled: "Are you still afraid that I will run away?"
He said this, but he had already made up his mind to escape immediately when he saw the opportunity was wrong. With his speed and the power of the Void Spirit Mirror, these most powerful little Taoist priests who had just become Nascent Soul were not in the eyes of the kitten. You should know that he had become a demon baby long ago and had been poured with countless spiritual medicines by Shui Yuanzi, and his magic power was extremely profound. If he could not beat it, he would run away. What's the shame of running away? The kitten thought with smugness: "If Fengzi was here, he would have run away long ago. If my kitten had a lot of courage and dared to trap them."
The Blood Eagle squinted his eyes and looked at the kitten in the bright moonlight in the sky, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "What the Sect Master of Democratic People said is that the person we are looking for is like a tiger's head, with a six-foot-long purple sword. He always likes to call himself Tiger Master or Laozi. His height is about 100,000 feet. Why do I feel that the person in front of me is him?"
The Taoist Kuangsha looked at the kitten's huge tiger head with a little dumbfounded glance and muttered: "The Sect Master said that his head looked like a tiger's head, but he didn't say that he had a tiger head? This is clearly a tiger demon, but how could he know a tiger demon? However, our Sect Master is weird in his work. There is another tiger in his name. Could it be that person is really a tiger-like spirit?"
Li Xuezi was too lazy to talk too much, and had already stepped forward. A three-foot-long sword light burst out from his hand, covering the kitten's figure in a distance. He asked coldly: "What's your name? Report it to avoid making mistakes! We are the leader of the Sect of the Shuangxian Sect, and under the name of Fairy Fei, under the order of our acting Sect Master Lu, we came to visit a Ming army general named Li Hu and serve his subordinates! Judging from your appearance, it's a bit... Well, the long sword in your hand is called..."
The kitten shook his head, slapped his stomach, shook his body, and had already recovered from his human form. He smirked: "Hehe, are you sent by Fengzi? I am Li Hu, my mother, isn't this knife just a tiger roaring sword? But, are you really the disciples of the Shuangxian Sect? I don't believe it! Hehe!" A trace of extremely deceitful light flashed in his eyes: "Well, if you were really sent by Fengzi, then Hu Master will let you go of your disrespect for me. If it weren't, hehe, even if you know my true form, what if you know? Relying on the Void Spirit Mirror, who can see through my origin? Unless it is the Daluo Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Realm!"
Seeing the tiger demon standing up standing, he turned into a big man covered in black, and his head was as Lu Feng described it, clearly with a tiger head. Blood Eagle and the others believed it 99% of the time. Without further ado, Blood Eagle took out a pure gold token from his hand and threw it to the kitten. The kitten took the token and glanced at it. It was the waist card representing the commander of Lu Feng's Jinyiwei. He nodded in a big way. The kitten swallowed the token into his stomach, spit out a set of armor, and slowly put it on.
"Oh, okay, it's good that you're here. I didn't expect that the pair of sanxian who took advantage of the situation to rob, they actually sorted out the overseas? Well, did Fengzi go to Donghai? OK, it's great!" The kitten smiled with his eyes narrowed, and the strange meaning in his eyes made Blood Eagle and others shudder. "Okay, it's so wonderful. I'm worried about how to deal with the old Taoists in Wuxuan Temple. Now, it seems that there are about four hundred monks with good Taoism, right? If they ambush..."
The kitten roared in a low voice: "Apart from this token, is there anything else that can prove your identity? Well? Did he give you a token?"
Li Xuezi took out a black stone lotus from the Qiankun bag without saying a word. After a few whispers, the black lotus slowly rippled out a layer of purple light, trembling slightly like a real flower. Wire white light shot out from the lotus stamens, and the inexplicable powerful gravity seemed to suck human souls in. "The So-Slaying Lotus is the protective magic weapon given to me by the Sect Master." Li Xuezi explained coldly.
A magic weapon of the Witch Clan appeared in the hands of the Blood Eagle, the Crazy Killing Taoist, as well as the Nine-Nine Blood Eagle and the 300 elite disciples. The spiritual power fluctuations of varying strength were released from those magic weapons and spread gently towards the surroundings. The blue, blue and purple lights unique to the Witch Clan's magic techniques enveloped the forest.
The kitten finally smiled with satisfaction and said with confidence: "Okay, there are a few magic weapons here that I have seen. Well, now I can rest assured. Hehe, even if Fengzi is caught by you, you can get these treasures, but it is difficult to know their formulas. Moreover, judging from your Taoist practice, it is impossible to get benefits from the old monster of Water. Hahaha, okay, okay, um, follow me into the camp, you can do invisibility? Well? The most basic invisibility technique should be able to do it? What?"
Almost a little furious, the kitten looked at the Blood Eagle viciously: "You are still the leader of the Jiujiu Blood Eagle, but you don't know the invisibility technique? You... forget it! I'll take you in!" The kitten muttered a few words in a vague way, just saying: "It turns out that some people are stupider than me. The spells I can use, but some people don't know!"
Blood Eagle's face turned red with rare redness. He was used to confronting people head-on, so where did he take these small spells seriously? Seeing the little cat's a little stupid smile on his face, Blood Eagle was so nervous that he had to learn these spells he had looked down upon as soon as possible. He didn't want to be despised by a tiger spirit who looked unwise. No matter what he did, he must be the strongest and best.
A gentle wind flew over the Ming army camp, and the kitten sneaked into the camp with 399 disciples of the Shuangxian Sect. In the breeze, the voices of the Blood Eagle and others could be heard: "We originally wanted to go directly to the camp to find you, General, but this camp occupies a large area and we can't find the place where the commander's tent is, so we were forced to stay in the wild."
Early the next morning, no one noticed that there were hundreds of faces in the Kitten's five thousand personal guards. After all, no one could recognize all five thousand people. Several tents that suddenly appeared, a standard Ming army armor, and the Kitty's hastily ordered the siege to siege, let the Blood Eagle and the others silently integrate into this chaotic camp. A mysterious wildfire burned the roster of the Central Army's tent to ashes, and no one could find out whether the number of soldiers in this camp was normal.
The only strange thing is that the kitten's personal guards are, why are there a few brothers who don't look familiar? They are standing in the queue wearing armor, trembling all over? Could it be that the armor is really so heavy? Or, what physically exhausting activities they did last night? The soldiers of the broken camp who were not willing to make a private guess: "This group of bastards can't be taken out by Tiger Master to go out for wild food, right? Tsk tsk, these girls from southern Xinjiang are all thin and short and dark in skin. How can they take a fancy to them? But maybe they are anxious? Didn't you see their legs trembling? I guess they have had at least thirty times."
In the queue, the blood eagle was complaining secretly: "God, why is this armor so heavy? If I had known this, I would have trained my body well! It would have been awesome!" If it weren't for the thick mouth of true energy, I guess the disciples of the Double Immortal Sect who were obsessed with alchemy and qi refining would have fallen to the ground.
Fiercely, the kitten who looked at the Blood Eagle and the others laughed in surprise and let out a crazy roar: "Brothers, follow grandpa, I'll rush! Kill!" Wearing armor weighing hundreds of pounds and waving the tiger's roaring knife, the kitten was like a chariot, roaring with five thousand personal guards to join the siege brigade. His malicious sneer came into the ears of Blood Eagle and the others: "From today, Master Hu will use the discipline of the army to train you, and you must become the most elite soldier for me! In the military camp, Master Hu's words are the king's law! Hahaha!"
Among the disciples of the Shuangxian Sect, several people immediately fell to the ground and were mercilessly trampled by countless big feet. The miserable howling sounded across the entire battlefield and drifted away with the wind. The battlefield where the sound of killing was shrouded in the sky was covered with a hazy blood light.
To the east of the East China Sea, more than ten thousand miles from the Hanging Island to the east, the same miserable howling sounds were heard in the dense forest on the nameless land. Hundreds of tall and armored men holding various heavy weapons were chasing the short natives. Those who dared to resist were all killed on the spot, and their blood slowly moistened the fertile soil. Women and children were kicked away mercilessly, like garbage. Only those strong men, who were slightly taller than their fellow tribes, were picked up by the big men and threw them into a huge four-wheeled carriage.
The screaming native men collided in fear in the carriage, but at the edge of the carriage, white light belts bounced them back without mercy. More than a dozen strong men in armor, wearing armor, laughed and looked at the natives who were trembling in fear in the carriage. A strong man laughed loudly: "Don't they know that if they follow us back, they may become noble warriors like us?"
Soon, a tribe was destroyed. The wounded women and children stared at the corpses of the elderly around them, the corpses of the adult men who dared to resist, and then looked at the tribesmen who were caught in the carriage, making heart-wrenching screams. But the strong men didn't care about so much. With a roar, several big men held the shafts protruding from the carriage, flew up, and a large group of people flew far into the depths of the dense forest.
Four suspended temples surrounded the huge pyramid, with nearly 10,000 strong men wearing various gorgeous armors floating in the sky of the pyramid. Seeing those companions who captured the natives flew back, they immediately made way out and greeted them with a smile. On the steps of the four suspended small pyramids, thousands of strong men were watching the fun kept laughing.
Hundreds of people wearing wide black robes, with reddish-brown skin, with extremely thick hair and simple faces, but with a flashing green light in their eyes flew out from a portal at the bottom of the pyramid in the middle and suspended high in the air. They didn't say anything, pinched the various spiritual techniques with their hands, and various lights swept towards the carriage far away. The natives on the carriage made a harsh cry, and most of the people's bodies suddenly exploded, and the plasma of the decayed spilled down. The remaining native men were frightened to death when they saw such a shrill scene.
A man in black in the team shouted loudly and waved his arms a few times. The strong men in armor who went out to capture the natives suddenly looked gloomy and looked at the few native men left on the carriage without any worries. Several strong men with even faces shrouded in armor came up from afar, took the carriage, and sent it into a temple in the air on the right.
The men in black nodded and scolded the strong men who caught people again, and then flew back to the temple when they came out.
The corridor in the temple is extremely deep, and the corridor is only two meters wide, but it is ten meters high, which makes people feel almost suffocating. Every fifty meters away, a dark fluorescent light floats in the air, barely bringing a little light to the dark corridor, so that it will not hit the walls with one head. The floor under your feet is smooth, while the walls on both sides are carved with countless strange, almost ferocious patterns, and are filled with various bright pigments.
On both sides of the corridor, dark portals continued to appear, and I didn’t know where they led. Except for the man in black who led several subordinates to continue walking along the main corridor, the other man in black slowly scattered into the branch corridors, and I don’t know where they were going.
After walking along the corridor for about a quarter of an hour, the corridor continued to go down, down, and down. After about two miles underground, the winding corridor finally came to an end, revealing a bronze-cast door. Outside the gate was actually a huge dragon head, with dazzling blue light flashing on the bodies of the men in black who were walking in. The bronze portal, which was twenty feet high and ten feet wide, added a majestic and gloomy atmosphere to the surroundings.
Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Xuanwu stood by the door almost idle. The armor on their bodies disappeared, and they only wrapped a few pieces of cloth around their lower bodies, barely blocking their underworld. Seeing the men in black coming in, Baihu asked carelessly: "Hehe, they caught a few more unlucky guys today? I have told you a long time ago, don't catch too many people. If they catch too many, in the end, these natives will be extinct. Where can they choose people?"
Zhuque smiled meanly: "Baihu, why are you anxious? These guys caught their compatriots. They don't feel sorry for themselves. Why are we anxious for them?"
Qinglong let out a heavy cold snorkeling. The white tiger and Zhuque immediately closed their mouths and took a step back honestly. Qinglong looked at the men in black, nodded, and slowly pushed open the heavy door. The door was half a meter thick, and it was twenty feet high and ten feet wide. This weight was extremely amazing. But Qinglong just pushed open the door easily and slowly.
After thanking Qinglong, several men in black slowed down and walked into the door gently. Qinglong curled his mouth, grabbed a beard on the dragon's head, and slowly closed the door again. It was not until the door made a dull sound of "boom" and completely covered it up that Qinglong scolded: "You two, do you have to beat me up before you can remember what I said clearly? No matter how they say it is our own people. If they are hurt, will they plot against us in the future? Is it easy to bear?"
He leaned lazily on the door and whispered: "I also hate these guys who forget their roots when they get the benefits, especially most of them are subordinates of the Right Saint, and I wish I could kill them. But, in the future, I would have to act with them. If I can offend them, don't take advantage of those verbal advantages. Humph, if you have the ability, do you go and kill the Right Saint?" Baihu, Zhuque closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything. At this time, Xuanwu, who had been leaning against the wall, slowly snored.
The portal was a huge hall, and I don’t know how tall it was, nor how long it was, so I saw three people holding huge stone pillars of thickness in the distance, standing there like a sky and a ground. The place where my eyesight was reaching was just a part of those pillars, and there was an unknown length on it, drowned in the darkness. The only light source in the entire hall was a small purple fluorescent light in the center. The dim light could not dispel the darkness in the hall, but instead made the surroundings look even darker.
Wearing a black robe and standing under the purple light with impatient face, it was Yuan Sheng who had a gray-faced face in Kunlun Mountain. He complained to someone in the darkness directly in front of him: "Blame me in everything, blame me in everything! If you think I have sacrificed too many subordinates, give me more masters! Look at what bastards you give me, only a few people who have reached the divine stage among the twenty-eight constellations? Then how many people have become Nascent Soul in the Zhoutian Star?"
The muscles on his face were almost twitching, and he shouted with anger: "The old Taoists in Kunlun Mountain, although only a few of them are close to the Void Realm, are still hanging out in the Dispersing Stage, but there are many of them! There are hundreds of disciples in the Nascent Soul Stage, and I was attacked by Queen Mother of the West, so I lost so badly! If there were more masters under my jurisdiction, I would have flattened the entire Kunlun Mountain long ago, how could I get hurt myself back?"
Before the person in the dark said, Yuan Sheng continued to complain: "Look, you guy is too partial. You are not allowed to touch the important Taoist sect in the Central Plains. But the guy who Right Saint destroyed the Yiyuan Sect, you are so happy. You gave the Right Saint all the treasures you just refined to fool around, but you couldn't bear to give me a few real masters. Oh my, the bastard of Right Saint, last time he sent someone to deal with the daffodil, but he ended up destroying a heavy treasure, and you didn't scold him! But I'm just dead, dead, um, 360 plus twenty-eight subordinates, are you just blaming me like this?"
A very strange voice finally sounded in the darkness. As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole hall seemed to be slightly distorted, as if his voice had the power to distort this space. "Yuan Sheng! You are becoming more and more distorted. Is this the attitude you should talk to me? I trust you extremely, but you like to cause trouble, so I gave you such a ban... Well, destroying the Yiyuan Sect and destroying the Kunlun Sect are different."
"Yiyuan Sect, whether it is good for him to keep himself clean or pretend to be noble, he doesn't interact with the Taoist sect in the Central Plains and destroy him. Hasn't the Taoist sect in the Central Plains never heard of the rumors? We have obtained so many ancient treasures for nothing, so I am happy! But if you give you enough personnel, you destroy the Kunlun Sect, and the Taoist sect in the Central Plains are shocked. The strength of their joint forces is something we can't compete with. Maybe we can severely damage them, but the strength we have accumulated over the years will be destroyed, so we cannot attack Kunlun, Zhongnan, Wutai and others!"
"Although the Right Saint wasted a magic weapon that he had finally refined after he had finally made us understand the true strength of Shui Yuanzi, and he had made up for his merits, but he had also been seriously injured. As a punishment, it was also appropriate... But what about you? In addition to bringing back a few colorful lotus, you lost 388 people at one time! I can ignore people, but is the effort spent on refining the 388 sets of armor easier than the magic weapon that the Right Saint wasted?"
Yuan Sheng stammered for a few words and couldn't speak. The voice continued: "If you want to say that you brought back the colorful lotus, this is a great achievement, but how many things did the Right Saint bring back? All the classics of the Yiyuan Sect, countless magic medicines, and dozens of extremely powerful magic weapons! And only a few people he lost?... Well, are you here? Is there any news?"
The men in black reported stammeringly: "Master, then, then, today they have captured ninety-seven people. After we choose, only thirty-five people survive. According to the previous ratio, they can probably create thirteen warriors. According to your instructions, they will be added to the twenty-eight warriors! But there are still fifteen people left, look..."
The Lord Saint said in a low voice: "Forget it, the indigenous people on this continent are too poor, and there is no way to do it. Well, go to a little north to find it. Among the people who claim to be Indians, there are many people with good qualifications. You can go there, secretly destroy their tribes, and catch a group of people back... Or, well, on the Western continent, there were a few people who claimed to be the Dark Cathedral who came here because of a shipwreck and talked about their situation? It is okay to catch a few people on their side, but don't attract the attention of the so-called Viagra... No matter what, the lost personnel must be replenished as soon as possible, and it must be expanded ten times or even a hundred times. Go and act quickly!"
Several men in black knelt respectfully on the ground, stretched their hands to the front of their bodies as hard as possible, and then they crawled back with their knees for more than ten feet, stood up and walked away slowly.
Yuan Sheng was bored and yawned up to the sky, saying lazily: "Okay, you are already replenishing the twenty-eight generals who have no combat power. Well, Lord Saint, please, please, give me some really powerful masters! Just like Qinglong and White Tiger and the others!" His eyes suddenly turned, and a blue light shot out from afar. He shouted in anger: "I heard from the long-tongued man of Zhuque that you ordered them not to exert ten percent of their power in the Central Plains, so they have been using 50% of their magic power to help me do things, right?"
The Lord Saint was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Yes! They are practicing magic skills. Although they are from Central Plains and will not be attacked by the Jiuzhou barrier, the too powerful demonic energy will attract the attention of the Central Plains Taoist Sect, so I cannot let them take action with all their strength."
Yuan Sheng stepped forward a few steps and smiled in a stern face, "Oh, look, how can you do this? Isn't this putting me in danger? Why are Qinglong and the others my bodyguards, but where are the bodyguards who don't fight with all their strength? You can lift the ban! I'm not going to worry about it anymore. I'll take them to Yangzhou to visit the kilns. Oh, I was wrong, I went to Yangzhou to appease the beautiful women with both talent in the brothels."
He said with a smile: "Oh, a romantic and elegant man, a beautiful woman, and my wealthy and handsomeness are all in my pocket. It will definitely make those beauties feel happy. I will not marry me!" He squinted his eyes and smiled. The lewd smile was actually so similar to Lu Feng's smile at some point.
The Lord Saint thought for a long time before then asked in a very cautious tone: "Are you sure you can? You no longer compete for power and profit with the Right Saint? Will you stay in the Central Plains honestly, not cause trouble, or provoke those people from the Central Plains Taoist Sect?... You won't run to become an official in the Ming Dynasty like Lu Feng? I'm really worried."
Yuan Sheng scolded angrily: "Master Saint, what the hell are you saying? In a word, you either agree, or I will stay here and never finish with you all day, and you will tell yourself what to do! The two lackeys of Right Saint and Left Saint are afraid of you, and I, Yuan Sheng, don't take you to heart. If you make me angry, I will let you go without you!" With a 'sharp clanging', a long blue sword appeared in Yuan Sheng's hand. He put the sword across his neck and said viciously: "I don't do anything, I just wipe my neck every day and cut it ten times a day. I see how you can go in seclusion and practice!"
The Lord Saint didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, Yuan Saint felt his hands a little sore, he sighed helplessly: "You, okay... I heard from Qinglong that those Lu Feng, who were most cared for by you, seem to be the virtue you just showed? I finally understood why a little monk who had not even practiced the Yuanying was favored by you... Yuan Saint, you are a bastard, you are just the same as him. You are so angry." The Lord Saint didn't know where he spoke, and suddenly let out a series of angry curses.
Yuan Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled a little, "Don't say so much nonsense, in short, do you agree or not? I really cut my neck? Well? I cut my neck, won't you feel good? You always feel a little guilty and regret? I'm serious, I will never go to fight for this and that with the Right Saint. As long as he doesn't provoke monk Daoyan and does not destroy the plan I made, he will do whatever he wants! Hehe, I really stayed in Yangzhou or Suzhou and Hangzhou. In short, I will live in the brothel and not come out, okay?"
In the darkness, the two black eyes emitted extremely bright black light. Although there was darkness, the black light emitted by the two eyes was so strange that it made people feel that the two black light flashing eyes were projected directly into their hearts. Circles of strange airflows surged towards the two eyes, as if there were black holes, two black holes that could devour everything.
"Who do you want except Qinglong and the others? I know that your conditions will not be so simple." The Lord Saint seemed to surrender to the scoundrel of Yuan Sheng.
Chapter completed!