Chapter 38: Feathering the Immortal Dynasty, Qinglian transforming into soldiers
"What are you mumbling about, little junior brother?" Wanyanqing said with a smile.
Seeing that she didn't seem to hear anything, Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, it's nothing."
Looking at Wanyanqing's pretty face, Bai Ye was inexplicably a little disappointed.
"Then let's go!" Wanyanqing said.
The journey was unknown, so the four of them rented two carriages. Taichu and Hundan rode together, while Bai Ye sat with Wanyanqing.
In the small space, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Wanyanqing closed her eyes to concentrate, and Bai Ye was at a loss. Neither of them were good at talking.
For a long time, Bai Ye had been thinking wildly and couldn't calm down. Wanyanqing's body, which was less than three feet away from him, exuded a faint fragrance, which made Bai Ye's heart burn.
"Are you familiar with Senior Brother Gongshu?" Wanyanqing said suddenly.
Shaking his head subconsciously and seeing the senior sister's eyes closed, Bai Ye said, "I'm not familiar with her, I've only met her once."
Originally he wanted to say it was just a side trip, but after thinking about it he decided not to do it.
I don't know why Bai Ye is a little irritable, I don't know why the senior sister is so concerned about Gongshu.
We took the official road, which was smooth and smooth, and nothing unexpected happened. Originally, the Han Emperor's secret guards wanted to escort him, but Wanyan Qing refused.
Going all the way east, passing through Qingzhou, Youzhou, and arriving in Xuzhou, we stopped at a post station near the East China Sea, holding the highest-level secret order from the Han Dynasty.
The Generalissimo of the Xuzhou Army arrived overnight. At the level of Generalissimo, he already knew a thing or two about Taoism, so he had to pay attention to it.
Losing your head is a small matter, but annoying the saint is a big deal.
Amid the shocked onlookers, the Grand Marshal personally kept him company with a smile. Fortunately, the four saints were amiable and had no airs. They only asked him to prepare a fast boat to Penglai Island, and he quickly left.
One of his lieutenants asked in a low voice the identity of several people. His expression changed and he kicked him over, telling him not to ask questions that he shouldn't have.
The clipper was quickly prepared, and it was not until he saw the four saints going out to sea that the marshal breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his back was already soaked.
After going out to sea, the three of them each took a corner of the cabin and sat quietly, while Hun Dan paddled with difficulty. They walked out of the cabin at night and saw the boundless blue sky and clear water, which made them feel relaxed and happy.
Suddenly, Hundi yelled: "Get down!"
He shook the oar suddenly and forced the boat to turn in a circle. Bai Ye, who lay down for the first time, had no idea what was happening. At this time, there was a loud explosion on the sea near the boat, and the boat shook violently, and there was a faint sound.
The boat's oars were heavily stirred into the water before it regained stability.
Taichu stepped out and said coldly: "I haven't been active for a long time, so I'm going to start a killing spree today."
"Don't come in yet!" A cold snort came from the cabin, and Bai Ye hurriedly hid in.
Taichu glanced at Hundan, took the boat oar, and said calmly: "You come in too."
His dull eyes were a little uncomfortable, was he really the evil star?
He walked into the cabin silently and stuck his head out to look at Brother Taichu.
On the sea not far away, a small boat approached slowly. Standing on the deck were two figures in brocade clothes, a man and a woman, with handsome looks.
Taichu smiled and said: "It turns out that they are the two great saints of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty. They are not very good at practicing sneak attacks from behind."
There are seventy-two saint sons in the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, all of whom are expected to ascend to the imperial realm and be called saints and ancestors.
These two people had met several times in the early days. The man was called Duan Wudao and the woman was called Duan Qingyue. They were both direct descendants of a powerful person from the Immortal Dynasty.
Duan Wudao, with his feather fan and silk scarf, was arrogant and snorted coldly: "You devils, everyone can kill them. Every year, the mortal world will ask me for help to kill the devils. There are always many who can't be killed."
magic."
In the cabin, Bai Ye said: "We didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and we're not evil people. Why should they kill us?"
Wanyan Qing said coldly: "They don't care so much. In their eyes, demonic cultivators have a murderous nature."
He sighed lightly: "It is too difficult to practice the demonic way. Many demonic cultivators have gone astray and brought harm to the world. It is our fault for not living up to expectations."
Bai Ye was speechless. Is this the real reason why the demonic path was attacked by a group of people? What's more, the current situation of the demonic path is not optimistic. Too many demonic cultivators are on the road of killing innocent people indiscriminately.
Taichu did not defend himself. He looked up at the two of them and grinned: "Today I will show you what the real devil is!"
Yellow light bloomed under his feet, dragging him up like a floating cloud, slowly rising into the sky, and then he stepped out and walked in the void.
There was always a faint smile on his rough face, walking towards the opposite side like a leisurely stroll.
"The number one among the seven sects, it's just a false name. You are so arrogant because of other people's trash!" Duan Wudao rose into the sky and faced Taichu directly. He shook his feather fan and suddenly a huge wave surged into the sky.
No nonsense, Duan Wudao raised his feather fan, and dozens of waterspouts rose from the sea, rolling towards Taichu, and then two of them merged into one, the power was shocking!
"Hmph! Flashy!"
Taichu snorted and punched out, causing dozens of waterspouts to scatter and fall back to the sea.
Duan Wudao's face condensed, and he waved his feather fan quickly, and hundreds of waterspouts rose into the air, surrounding Taichu. Then the feather fan pressed down hard, and hundreds of waterspouts turned upside down and fell sharply!
This move was called Water Dragon Yin Mie, and it was already the strongest Taoist technique he could perform in the middle stage of the Sea of Bitterness. He never believed that only Taichu, who was in the early stage of the Sea of Bitterness, could handle it.
"No matter how many ways you have, I will defeat them all on my own!" Taichu disdainfully said.
The Tao of Taichu is the Tao of Taichu that can defeat all laws with one force. Even though the Tao method he cultivates is not a physical cultivation method, he is born with spiritual stone and his body is stronger than immortal gold and divine iron, and nothing can destroy it.
With three heavy punches, he scattered hundreds of waterspouts. Taichu was calm and still had some strength left. He laughed wildly: "Is this the extent of the Holy Son of the Immortal Dynasty?!"
Duan Qingyue, who was watching the battle, jumped up and said, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you!"
Duan Qingyue and Duan Wudao stood side by side. Duan Wudao was greatly relieved and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, we must kill this devil!"
In the cabin, Bai Ye was curious: "How strong is Senior Brother Taichu?"
Hundi was extremely proud and said proudly: "No one has ever forced senior brother to use all his strength. Senior brother has not used any magic weapon in the battle."
When he talks about Taichu, Hundan gets very excited. It is so tyrannical and terrifying to overwhelm the seven sects!
Wanyan Qing nodded: "There will be no more than ten people who can compete with him. Hongfen and Dugu are slightly weaker. They are closely followed. If he doesn't try his best or has some trump cards, he deserves to be the first among the seven sects."
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"However, other Taoist sects have recruited a group of very strong disciples. If the sect's background is used, I don't know if they can suppress them." Wanyanqing was a little worried.
The Heart Demon Sect has been in decline for nine thousand years. How can its foundation be compared with other Taoist sects? No matter how strong Taichu is, can it be better than the foundation passed down by the Taoist ancestors?
After all, the Sea of Suffering is only the first state of cultivation, and it can only be regarded as the state where the foundation is laid. The higher the level of cultivation in the future, the more unpredictable it is.
"Hehe, let me tell you a secret. Three months ago, I followed my senior brother to the Demon Suppressing Tower for a trial. Guess what I saw... The green lotus carving on my senior brother's chest actually came to life and came out. It was filled with green light and transformed into thousands of things.
into a spear."
"The powerful puppet that penetrated the pinnacle of the sea of suffering with one shot!"