Chapter 467 The Dangerous Immortal

Chapter 467: The Dangerous Immortal (The third update is here!)

The sound of civilians closing doors and windows could be heard everywhere in He'an City.

Miao Yihu smiled coldly and turned to look at Master Sanle who was walking slowly along the street. He took out a round bone mirror and shook it at Master Sanle. The round mirror polished with unknown blue bones flashed with a faint light, and a simple talisman flashed on it. Master Sanle's body suddenly shook, and a piece of green cloud exploded from his body, and a faint ghost whistle came from the green cloud.

Shaking his head, Miao Yihu put away the bone mirror and said solemnly: "A mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul dares to speak to me like this?"

Looking around mockingly, Miao Yihu stretched out his hands and slowly made a circle around the monks: "A group of chickens and dogs, the strongest of which is not as strong as the Nascent Soul, dare to besiege Dayu Si Xing" Palace execution army? I’ll give you ten seconds to get out of here.”

Master Sanle snorted coldly, separated from the crowd and came to Miao Yihu's side. He lowered his voice and said: "My lord, this and Ancheng are now the territory of our Great Lotte Palace. The founder of our Great Lotte Palace is Lao Jiji Ancestor, behind him is the ancestor Xuanyi of Xuanxuan Palace in Huimingtian Realm."

Miao Yihu put down his hands that were provoking the monks around him and pressed heavily on the shoulders of Master Sanle. He came close to Master Sanle, stared into Master Sanle's eyes and sneered: "This is the land of Dayu. The heaven governs the immortals, and the human emperor governs the people. This is the heavenly commandment recognized by Zhou Tian."

Master Sanle took a deep breath, looked at Miao Yihu's hands on his shoulders, and sighed softly: "But now, He'an City is the territory of our Immortal Sect. If the Lord of the Divine Seal Throne is not willing to lead If there is a war between humans and immortals, please don’t act recklessly in He’an City.”

Miao Yihu's eyelids drooped, and a strange smile appeared on his thin and slightly sinister face. He released his hands, ignored Master Sanle, turned around and smiled at Wuqi: "Taoist Tanlang, let me see your Nascent Soul. If you are a demon cultivator in the Divine Seal Throne, come with me. If If the Divine Seal Throne is not a demon cultivator, don’t use the Taoist name Greedy Wolf in the future, and I’ll let you go for now.”

Wu Qi pondered for a moment, then a white cloud rushed out from above his head, and the fake baby practicing the Guiyuan Wuwei Dao Sutra rushed out with a large cloud of smoke and water vapor. There is a crescent scimitar floating above the fake baby's head. It looks hazy like a scimitar made of water vapor. When it occasionally spins, a trace of light will shoot out. This crescent scimitar was also a spiritual weapon given by the Green Staff Immortal when Wu Qi left Qingya Star. It was forged from the smoke mica stone and the five elements of fine gold. The blade's hazy light was like a dream, and it was used in conjunction with the Guiyuan Wuwei Dao Sutra.

The Guiyuan Wuwei Dao Jing is an orthodox Taoist practice, and it places great emphasis on cultivating one's nature and cultivating one's mind, which is in line with the original essence of Taoism. When Wuqi Nascent Soul flew out of his body, the fresh air naturally wrapped around him, and pieces of clouds circled and danced around him in the shape of Ganoderma lucidum, dragons and tigers. Wuqi's long silk threads are fluttering, and his whole body is refreshed. He is a righteous Quanzhen.

An orthodox moral man.

Miao Yihu's face suddenly darkened. He stared at Wuqi's Nascent Soul who was sitting cross-legged in the clouds above his head. He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Listen to your orders, and the whole team will leave He'an City."

The armored soldiers all around sheathed their swords, loosened the grips of their strong bows and crossbows, put their weapons into the leather bags on their backs, and marched in formation on the street towards the city gate. The criminal army of Si Xing Palace was well-trained, and all of them were selected elites. It only took a few breaths of time for nearly two thousand soldiers to organize the team and leave through the east gate. Miao Yihu put the scroll back on his belt, smiled and nodded to Wu Qi, and then led a few lieutenants and soldiers around him to follow the team out of the city.

On the horizon in the distance, three flying boats were rushing towards He'an City. They were here to meet the army commanded by Miao Yihu. Miao Yihu led the large group of people out of the city with a smile, but the moment he left the city, he turned back and laughed at the city: "Master Sanle, Taoist Tanlang, remember, this is my territory, Dayu, you are just staying here temporarily. , sooner or later, Dayu will take back this place."

The three flying boats landed, and Miao Yihu led many soldiers onto the flying boats. With a subtle sound of breaking through the sky, the three flying boats quickly broke through the clouds and flew high into the sky, and then slowly flew towards the south.

Footsteps sounded, and Zhu Linggong, who was left behind in Ancheng, hurried over with his soldiers. Seeing Wu Qi, Zhu Linggong hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior, were you the executioner of the Prefecture's Sixing Hall just now? You must pay attention to the fact that the reputation of the people in the Sixing Dian is not very good. Once you are entangled with them, you will be punished." Like a tarsal maggot, things don't end that easily."

Wu Qi was stunned, and he smiled and said, "But I think that Miao Yihu is still very reasonable. Pindao is not a demon cultivator, so he simply left?"

Zhu Linggong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He said in a low voice: "When have the people in the Si Xing Palace ever been reasonable?"

Seeing Zhu Linggong's bitter smile, Wu Qi suddenly paused in his heart. Because the Zhu Linggong family lost control of He'an City, the entire family was exiled except for Zhu Linggong's branch who served as the guard in He'an City. Zhu Linggong should have a deep understanding of Si Xingdian's methods. From this point of view, Miao Yihu really would not let Wu Qi go so easily.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Qi smiled and patted Zhu Linggong on the shoulder: "Bajie is very good, and he is well raised in the city lord's mansion now. Don't worry, I will raise him well, and he will be successful in the future."

Smiling, Wu Qi glanced at Master Sanle. Master Sanle whistled, and many monks dispersed around. Wu Qi and Master Sanle rode on the clouds and quickly flew towards the city lord's palace. But on the way, Wu Qi summoned a demon puppet to transform into his own image and followed Master Sanle back to the city lord's palace. Wu Qi himself transformed into a breeze and chased the three flying boats in the direction they were flying away.

After receiving the inheritance of Da Feng Song, Wu Qi transformed into a breeze and flew extremely fast. He chased towards the south for less than half an hour and had already flown more than 10,000 miles. Far ahead, he saw three flying boats descending into a valley. There were several smoke rising from the valley, and Wu Qi could smell the aroma of barbecue and cooking rice brought by the wind from a distance.

This is an inconspicuous valley in the vast mountains. There is a spring in the valley that is three to five miles long. Nearly a hundred soldiers are barbecuing and cooking by the spring. Hundreds of tents are set up in the small woods on the side. Some soldiers are holding swords and guns. Patrolling around.

The three flying boats descended, and Miao Yihu walked down from the flying boat with a gloomy face, and walked into a tent with several adjutants and soldiers. Wu Qi followed Miao Yihu closely and followed him into the tent using his innate earth escape technique. He hid in the mud less than three feet deep under Miao Yihu's feet and squinted his eyes to listen to the movement above.

There was a long table made of black stone in the tent. Miao Yihu and the four adjutants sat down casually at the long table. The soldiers brought boiling hot tea. Miao Yihu picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp without fear of burning it. Then he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and struck the long table with a heavy blow. With a crisp sound, the long sword struck the stone table more than a foot deep. Miao Yihu released the hilt of the sword, and the long sword vibrated violently on the stone table, making a dull sword cry.

"This Tanlang Taoist is the Tanlang Taoist wanted by Master Zhou Mu." Miao Yihu took out the scroll from his waist and slammed it on the stone table: "You saw with your own eyes today that the Nascent Soul of this Tanlang Taoist is Even if the Demon Dao Nascent Soul is not the Tanlang Taoist, he still has an inexplicable relationship with the Tanlang Taoist."

The four adjutants stood up together, bowed their heads and shouted in a deep voice: "It is absolutely true what your lord said, this Taoist Greedy Wolf is the criminal wanted by Lord Zhou Mu."

Miao Yihu snorted deeply. He sat on his seat, gently scratched the edge of the sword with his fingers, and whispered to himself: "Since this Taoist Greedy Wolf is the Taoist Greedy Wolf, then I have an excuse." We have mobilized a large army to besiege Ancheng. Well, the Great Lotte Palace and the Golden Pavilion Temple have perished together, the ancestor Weiji has been seriously injured, the angry Arhat has fallen, and there is no one around Ancheng who can resist my Dayu army?"

Knocking his fingers lightly on the stone table, Miao Yihu whispered: "I know that Liu Yi is unreliable in tactics and strategies. What's the use of these things? Strength, strong strength determines everything. If someone dares to block the way to the Divine Seal Throne, Just use violence to destroy him, this is the right way in the world."

With a cold smile, Miao Yihu pursed his lips for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Third brother, look at the eldest brother avenging you, huh? A mere He'an city actually killed my half-brother. This Revenge, how can you not avenge it?"

An adjutant reminded cautiously: "Sir, with your current authority, you can mobilize only two thousand troops to capture He'an City today. This strength is enough. But if the ancestor of the Divine Seal Throne Weiji sent out The disciples around us are helping out, I’m afraid we won’t be able to withstand the revenge of Patriarch Weiji.”

Wu Qi, who was hiding underground, narrowed his eyes. Miao Yihu avenged his third brother? Could his younger brother be the young general he killed? Well, it's just that at that time, Wu Qi was too lazy to find out the identity of the man because he only focused on blaming Yu Ju, so he just killed him with a single sword. Unexpectedly, there was Miao Yihu behind that man, and now he came eagerly to avenge his third brother by using power for personal gain.

Miao Yihu squinted his eyes and shook his head. He said in a deep voice: "Capture He'an City first. We don't need to intervene in the rest. As long as the rumors about Tanlang Taoist and Jiji Patriarch are released, Lord Zhoumu will naturally Make the decision for us”

The four adjutants looked at each other, clenched their right fists and punched their chests hard, and responded in unison: "Your Majesty, this will definitely happen."

Miao Yihu smiled calmly and was about to tell his full plan when a huge explosion suddenly came from outside. Strong winds swept in with high-temperature flames, and the tent suddenly caught fire and was completely burned in an instant. Miao Yihu suddenly jumped up and looked around. The valley had turned into a hell on earth.

A black-bearded Taoist stood on top of the cloud, holding a dragon-skin fire bag, and was constantly firing thunderbolts of thunder and fire into the valley. Every ball of thunder and fire hit the ground, and the fire cloud produced by the explosion covered dozens of acres of land. Strong winds and high temperatures were raging everywhere. Those armored warriors were either blown to pieces or burned by the high-temperature flames until their bones and flesh were turned into coke. Some soldiers howled miserably and ran around with flames all over their bodies. The flames burned their skin and flesh. 'It made a sound, and the subcutaneous fat turned into human oil and flowed out.

Miao Yihu angrily pointed at the Taoist and shouted: "Po Tao, why did you do this?"

The Taoist smiled lightly, glanced at Miao Yihu expressionlessly, and laughed softly: "There are five stronger ants? Not bad."

With a wave of his hand, dozens of thunderfires roared towards Miao Yihu and others.

I just came back from going out. It’s so hot. It’s so hot.