The little man transformed by the devil climbed into the back hall and boiled the tea.
In less than a moment, he approached with a teapot and teacup.
"Sir, please." Wu Rong made a gesture of invitation.
Taking advantage of the situation, he picked up the tea bowl next to the table and explained: "I don't have any good tea here, it's not as good as the Xian Lou in Wangcheng. Please bear with me if you are not used to it, sir."
Yu Shen is holding the tea cup, smelling the tea and drinking it.
He praised: "Master Hou is so humble, this is already the best spiritual tea."
He looked carefully and looked back. It seemed that the Marquis was not a lunatic, let alone an idiot. How could he say what Meng Lang said.
I guess he must have been forced too hard by the ghost clan.
I haven't seen the third step of the monks until now, so I became anxious.
That's human nature.
However, the determination in Yu Shen's eyes to walk out of Xianlou was slowly replaced by confusion about the future.
He thought this would be a wise master.
It's a pity that due to internal and external troubles, he is too immature.
Even if it is really a dragon that can fly, it is still sneaking in the abyss and cannot stand up.
Yu Shen put down the tea cup, cupped his hands slightly and said, "The best strategy is: Lord Marquis enters the realm of Tao Lord's great power, and most of the difficulties will be solved immediately."
"Follow the plan step by step and work hard. I think the future is long for Mr. Hou. He should have plenty of time to accumulate strength, just waiting for an opportunity when the world is in chaos."
"The middle strategy: Under the protection of the royal city, unite vertically and horizontally, make friends from far away and attack closely. The ten tribes of Yintian are not the same. There are many people who are willing to support a being who can compete with the ghost tribe."
"This strategy is to survive in the cracks. You have to have both sides, just like walking in the cracks of the road."
"The next step is to rise up."
Yu Shen obviously paused when he came to the next step.
He seemed to know that this was not a good decision.
But it is indeed a strategy that can quickly accumulate strength.
But the disadvantages are even greater and far-reaching.
Wu Rong asked: "Why rise up?"
Yu Shen did not answer quickly, and pondered for a long time before speaking: "How does the Marquis think the world is now?"
Wu Rong thought carefully: "Maybe I'm lucky. I've been okay along the way."
"But there's one thing that's a bit annoying."
"What?"
"There are too many people who don't want to die."
Wu Rong moved his eyes and said calmly: "It's against fate."
As soon as these words came out, Yu Shen immediately felt the ambition of the monk in front of him.
"What do you think we should do now?"
"Choose a fiefdom, find the seedlings with good spiritual roots among the ten thousand tribes, establish a school, unify the writing, pass down the basic method, and slowly map it out."
"As for going one step further...the realm of Dao Lord is easy for me."
The moment the words fell.
Wu Rong's spiritual energy fluctuates and the breath of calamity surrounds him.
His eyes shot out two rays of light: "Zie Tian and cut off the calamity!"
The profound energy of the avenue that was supposed to be more and more abundant slowly stagnated, and completely intertwined with the spiritual power of the great tribulation and disappeared into the endless void of his eyes.
"It's easy to break through, but I can't break through now."
Wu Rong stood up and waved his sleeves. The large dark red Taoist robe floated like a cloak. When he sat down again, he said with a smile: "I still have some cultivation skills that I have not yet perfected. I have to take another look."
Yu Shen's pupils trembled slightly.
Not to mention what this Guanminghou thinks, his Taoist practice is truly amazing.
Listening to his conversation, he seems to be speaking in a clear and logical manner, and he is able to recognize the power of 'unity', which is enough to show that the other party is not a lunatic.
Yu Shen pondered.
If Guan Minghou had said this at first, he might have stayed long ago. However, the initial impression was shocking, but now that I have understood him more carefully, I think he is quite good.
This makes people feel even more confused.
Wu Rong didn't know about Yu Shen's entanglement, and thought that the other party was afraid that he would force him to stay, so he showed his strength and hurriedly said with a smile: "Sir, if you think I can't help you, you can leave as soon as possible. Not only will I not force you to stay,
I will definitely give you enough money."
"Come on."
"Son."
The devil came over respectfully.
"Listen to Mr. Yu's three suggestions. I'm not talking about a thousand pieces of gold, but a thousand top-quality spiritual stones..."
Yu Shen raised his hand, waved it slightly and said, "Master Hou misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
"I just feel that the Marquis is so cultivated and can still treat the virtuous corporal with great demeanor."
"I have no intention of going back since I left Xianlou."
"Actually, I met Mr. Hou when we were in the fighting arena."
"I...still believe in the impression I had at that time, and..."
"Yu Shen, pay homage to the lord!"
Yu Shen cupped his hands and was about to kneel on the ground.
"My dear sir, great things can be expected."
Wu Rong stepped forward to support Mr. Yu, but did not really let Mr. Yu kneel on the ground. He said with a smile: "You and I don't need to do this ceremony, and I don't like anyone kneeling on me."
"It's really gratifying to have two great talents helping me today. Come on, let's go to the Tianfu Tower in the royal city to get together."
Wu Rong waved his hand and said: "Go and call the master. Nothing happens. Now that you are here, it would be a pity not to have a good look at Dongyue King City."
"Young man, let's go right here."
"master?"
Yu Shen looked confused.
Logically speaking, he should be the first to walk through the holy realm blocked by the ghost monks.
When he saw Wu Rong just now, he did see a look of surprise on Wu Rong's face.
That further proves that he guessed correctly.
Why now, I heard from my lord that there is a ‘master’.
"You may not know Mr. Yu..."
When Wu Rong was about to introduce him, the devil had already ushered the master into the palace.
"he!"
"Fellow Daoist Yu?"
Master Ruzang looked in surprise at Yu Shen, who was wearing a long gown that looked like a loose Taoist robe.
"Do you know each other?"
Yu Shen hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "We had a chance encounter."
As he spoke, he raised his hands and continued: "Master Ruzang is a popular eminent monk in the Paradise Land of the West. He once gave lectures on the stage at the Ullambana Conference. I met the master at that time. At that time, the master also allowed me to stay temporarily to discuss Taoism.
"It's a pity that I have only read some Buddhist teachings."
"oh?"
A strange color flashed in Wu Rong's eyes, and he looked at Master Ruzang who was holding a Buddhist ritual in one hand.
Ru Zang said: "Mr. Yu's understanding of Buddhist scriptures is not superficial. If Mr. Yu had stayed at that time, he might have attained Vajra Bodhisattva earlier."
"I can't stand the rules and regulations." Yu Shen sneered.
Having said this, Yu Shen's eyes changed, he moved back from Ru Zang's body, and frowned slightly.
He checked Wu Rong's background, and there should be no Xitian background behind him. How could he see Ruzang from the West here? Moreover, it seemed that Ruzang was not just passing by.
"It's good that you two know each other."
Wu Rong smiled and smoothed things over and said, "Master and I hit it off right away, and Master is willing to help me."
"Let's go, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk about it in Sendai."
Wu Rong pulled Master Ruzang, held Yu Shen with his right hand, and walked to the palace door arm in arm: "Both of you are the best among men, and both think highly of me. We can get close to each other in the future."
Imperial City Sendai.
Tianchi scenery.
Wu Rong raised his glass and said with a smile: "Come on! Drink up."
Master Ruzang raised the tea cup, and Yu Shen raised the wine bottle.
The three of them drank together.
"I plan to..."
Before Wu Rong could say anything, the devil here quietly approached, lowered his voice and whispered: "Young Master..."
"Speak louder. Is there anything we can't say to sir and master?!"
The devil quickly stood at attention and said loudly: "Master, someone outside sent a gift and said they wanted to meet the master."
Wu Rong asked in surprise: "Which one?"
"Asura clan."
"Shura?" Wu Rong frowned and thought.
He doesn't seem to have any friendship with the Shura clan.
The strength of the Shura Clan is nothing in the cloudy sky. It is only thanks to the release of the old Taoist Lord that the Shura Clan can be ranked among the hundreds of tribes. This has calmed down the turmoil within the Shura Clan.
"Okay, I understand. Let them put down their congratulations. I will personally visit the Shura clan in the future."
The devil looked troubled.
"What else?"
"He said he must meet the young master. That man's cultivation level is not low, I guess... he is more than a great sage."
Wu Rong looked at Yu Shen and Ru Zang standing aside.
Yu Shen cupped his hands and said, "My lord, I don't know. The Shura clan went through a rebellion that year. The leader Luo Tianfeng was besieged and killed. The envoys on the left and the right fought for power. Later, when Lord Dao left the seclusion, everything fell into place, but he also suffered heavy losses.
His vitality is severely damaged, and he probably wants to come and see the fiefdom that the lord wants to choose."
"What does this mean?"
Yu Shen smiled and explained: "Strong people don't want to be next to others, so they will naturally move around. It is normal to be polite first and then attack."
"They can really pick a good time."
Wu Rong smiled lightly, waved his hand and said, "Please."
Not long after.
A monk who was a foot tall, with a single horn on his head, a face with ferocious patterns, and a long robe stepped through the clouds and mist, walked into the Tianchi Yatai, cupped his hands and said: "Asura leader, Luo Manping, I have seen Guanminghou!"
"Master Luo."
Wu Rong stood up and saluted in surprise.
The person in front of me is indeed the leader of the Asura clan, and he is also a top cultivator.
He thought that the other party would just send an elder, but he didn't expect that the leader of the church would come in person.
"I heard that the Marquis used a magic weapon called the Soul Flag."
Wu Rong narrowed his eyes.
Bada.
A generous palm fell on his shoulder.
The palms are blue and white, and the nails are black and purple.
Wearing a hell disguised robe, sword-like horns soaring into the sky, wild red hair, gods and demons intertwined, lips moving slightly, you can see the rows of fangs in his mouth: "Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Luo."
"It's really you."
Luo Manping laughed loudly, and after noticing Tu Shanjun's cultivation level, his expression became stunned again: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist!"
Tu Shanjun sighed: "How about Martingale Wu?"
"Not bad."
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
It seems that his improved Taoism is not bad.
Although it is not as powerful as the Yuan Shengming Demon, which can resurrect a monk out of thin air, at least it can save Martingale Wu's life after so many years, so that the opponent will not be like Ding Xie who cannot survive for too long and has to be eliminated.
In fact, it can be regarded as a kind of comfort.
"he……"
"That's it..."
Yu Shen was only observing from a distance in the arena that day, but how could he be so close now.
It was shocking enough at that time, but looking at it now, I feel even more terrifying about the other party.
The perfect fusion of gods and demons.
Like a reincarnated devil.
When Yu Shen saw the other party for the first time, he couldn't help but think in his heart: 'This is where the Marquis really lives and settles down.'