Chapter 545 Alliance Requirements

Chapter 545 Alliance Requirements (First Update)

Three months, it has been three months since Wu Qi entered the Sijun Palace in He'an City.

For three months, he ate, slept, worked and rested together with the recruits recruited from He'an City, and accepted the most rigorous training together, and successfully became one with the recruits. Because of his powerful strength and his almost demonic charisma, he has become the well-deserved military leader of the He'ancheng Division Military Hall.

With a single order, Wu Qi's will can be completely implemented by these simple and honest soldiers, and even Yan Bugui and Annetg Rui can't resist Wu Qi's order. So after three months, Yan Bugui simply sent all the elite patrol officers back to the Sixing Hall, and focused on managing his own three-acre land, and was too lazy to interfere with Wu Qi's territory.

Wu Qi used the most direct means to control the souls of Zhu Linggong and his close confidants, and Wu Qi openly placed countless spies around them to monitor them. The so-called Anle County Sheriff and He An City Lord have completely become puppets in his hands.

Not giving any chance to anyone with different intentions, Wu Qi's methods tend to be more violent, but more direct and effective. Only when he planted vicious restrictions in the souls of Zhu Linggong and everyone around him did he truly take control of the entire Anle County.

On this day, when Wu Qi had finished his morning classes and had a round of wrestling and climbing with three thousand recruits on the school field, he took a shower, changed into a brand new set of clothes, and let the six demon puppet clones transform into those of ordinary soldiers. In this way, he followed himself to the Sitian Palace rebuilt in He'an City. Just yesterday, the chief priest of Sitian Palace in Anle County sent an invitation to Wu Qi, inviting him to visit Sitian Palace today.

He'an City Si Tiandian, in the establishment of the Dayu Dynasty, the Si Tiandian of a county city was the lowest existence of the Si Tiandian at all levels. But in He'an City, Sitian Palace still occupies a large area, and the building scale is only slightly larger than the City Lord's Palace.

Thick and simple, a huge hall built of black rocks, with four tall stone pillars standing in front of the door. In the big fire basin on the top of the pillars, green flames shot up several feet high, and the faint green light covered half of He'an City. The main door of the main hall is six feet high and about two feet wide. Beside the huge stone door, there are more than a dozen lower-level priests wearing black linen robes and white wooden crowns standing on the left and right.

This was the first time that Wu Qi looked at the priest of Dayu from such a close distance.

The dozen or so lower-level priests all had faces as pale as corpses, and their thin bodies looked like they could be blown over by a gust of wind. Their gazes were deep, emitting faint green light, blue light, and other dim lights that looked like will-o'-the-wisps. They wore linen robes, with a few star patterns outlined on the cuffs with extremely thin white lines.

The priests of Dayu, the priests you can usually see, are divided into three grades: sun, moon and star, and each grade is divided into nine grades.

Just use the embroidered pattern on the cuffs as identification. These huahuas not only represent their identity, but also represent their strength. Star priests are the priests with the weakest cultivation in the Dayu Sitian Temple system, and can even be regarded as apprentice-level priests. Their strength is roughly equivalent to monks from the Golden Core stage to the Yuanshen level.

Moon-level priests correspond to beings at the level of Celestial Immortals. After using various secret techniques and using various talismans, they are strong enough to fight against Celestial Immortals. The sun-level priests correspond to the golden immortal-level existences. Figures like Yu Yi, the chief priest of Sitian Temple in Dayu Zhongzhou, are Japanese-level priests.

As for priests who are more powerful than the sun, they often only exist in the main hall of Sitian Palace in the capital of Dayu. They are all secretive high priests, equivalent to the strategic power of the entire Dayu Dynasty, and will not leave Dayu easily. The capital city has a radius of tens of billions of miles.

The priests in front of me were embroidered with two to three stars on their cuffs. Their strength was probably at the level of those in the early stage of the Dao Yuanying at the peak of the Golden Core. They were the kind of dispensable characters. Especially before they had no bone-moving talismans and used various secret techniques passed down from the human race, these human priests were not much better than ordinary mortals.

Glancing at them coldly, Wu Qi strode up the thirty-sixth-level steps in front of the Sitian Palace gate.

It wasn't until Wu Qi reached the top of the steps that a young man with six stars embroidered on his sleeves slowly came out. He silently put his hands in his sleeves, raised his hands in front of him, bent down slightly, and bowed to Wu Qi. A curtsey with a hint of mystery. Wu Qi hugged the young man and looked at him without saying a word.

"Sir Tan Lang, please come." A smile appeared on the young man's pale face, and he turned and walked into the stone door.

Wu Qi followed the young man and strode into the Sitian Palace with six soldiers who had transformed into demon god puppets.

Walking through a deep and long corridor, only the oil lamps on the left and right walls of the corridor made of huge rocks gave off dim light, so the light in the corridor was dim. For ordinary people, they could not even see clearly the road three feet away in front of them. The air in the corridor is heavy and stuffy, as if there are sticky spider webs floating in the air, giving people the illusion of an ancient tomb.

After walking several dozen feet along the corridor, his eyes suddenly opened up. A square hall nearly ten feet long, wide, and thirty feet high appeared in front of Wu Qi. In the center of the hall is a huge stone brazier. A ball of green flame without temperature is erupting from the brazier, and the flames almost reach the ceiling of the hall. In this flame that was several feet thick, countless figures could be faintly seen flickering. Wu Qi suddenly heard countless whispers coming from his ears. This was what the countless dead souls in the flames were saying to Wu Qi. .

Strange power surges in the hall. This power does not bring any pressure to people. On the contrary, it has a soothing mood and makes people relax wholeheartedly. They wish they could sleep peacefully under the cover of this power and sleep forever. force. Wu Qi discerned that this power was the most mysterious "power of returning to the underworld" among the ways of ghosts and gods taught by Princess Zhang Le. It was a power that only dead ghosts and gods could master, and belonged to the Nine Nether Hells.

He had known that human priests could communicate with ghosts and gods, and could borrow the power of ghosts and gods, but being able to accumulate such a powerful power of returning to the underworld in this hall made Wu Qi couldn't help but marvel at the various secret techniques of these human priests. Degree. The power of returning to the underworld is a power that even the Golden Immortals may not be able to touch, but the priests of the human race seem to be able to master its use easily.

In the strangely shaped hall, the four walls are carved with simple patterns, all of which are patterns of ancestors fighting various ferocious birds and beasts as well as ferocious gods and evil spirits on Pangu Continent. Without exception, in all the patterns, humans finally won. The simple and thick carvings revealed a bloody primitive violent coercion.

Hearing the footsteps of Wu Qi walking in, a handsome and elegant young man wearing a black robe made of fine linen and a black crown on his head turned out from behind the huge brazier in the middle of the hall, smiled and put his hands in his hands. In his sleeves, he raised his hands in front of him and bowed slightly to Wu Qi.

Wu Qi cupped his fists and returned the salute. He said in a deep voice, "The high priest of Sitian Palace in Anle County, you?"

His eyes glanced at the young man's sleeves, which were embroidered with three crescent moon patterns. It was obvious that his strength had surpassed that of a lower-grade immortal, and had at least reached the strength of a twenty-seventh-grade immortal or even higher. Moreover, moon-level priests are different from star-level priests. They have been fighting with the power of ghosts and gods for many years. Their bodies have been soaked by the power of ghosts, gods and nature. Their bodies also possess certain magical powers. They are no longer that kind of Frail and pitiful mortal body.

Any monk at the golden elixir stage could kill a nine-star priest instantly with a sneak attack. But no immortal could easily assassinate a month-level priest in a sneak attack. The power possessed by moon-level priests has exceeded ordinary people's imagination. And compared with the power of immortals, the power of priests is more mysterious and unpredictable, and more difficult to guard against.

March Priest, this was enough to make Wu Qi wary.

With a faint smile, Yù曷 standing in front of the brazier said softly: "I am Yù曷, the master of Sitian Palace in Anle County."

There was a faint green ghost fire flickering in his eyes, and Yu Yao said in a low voice: "Since Anle County returned to the rule of Dayu, and Yu Yao was ordered to preside over the Sitian Palace of Anle County, Yu Yao has been observing everything here. Now, I choose General Tan Lang”

Wu Qi said in a deep voice: "I am just a hundred-man captain, not a general yet."

Yù Huo smiled and shook his head: "If General Tan Lang of the Divine Seal Throne is willing, you will soon be a general. The potential power of our Yù family in Zhongzhou is beyond your imagination. With just one word from me, I can make you a general. and the general of the Sijun Palace in Anjo.”

After a while of silence, Wu Qi looked at Yu Hue and said, "The wild beasts in the mountains will not kill their friends with fresh blood. Yu Hue, what do you want to do?"

Yù曷 smiled with satisfaction, nodded and smiled: "Your qualifications are excellent. I heard that you realized the power of Pangu without practicing any skills? I need allies like you. Maybe it won't take long for you to have one." Being powerful enough to be on an equal footing with me is not a rare thing in Pangu Continent."

Taking two steps forward, Yuhuo said in a low voice: "It is easier for two beasts to get prey than one beast if they join forces. Become my ally and control everything in He'an City. I support you to become the general of He'an City. In the future, I will support your promotion step by step. As long as you use the power you can control to support me and let me continue to benefit, that will be enough."

After a while of silence, Wu Qi frowned and said, "Why are you looking for me instead of looking for the criminal officer Hu Bugui?"

Yù曷 was silent for a while, and he said hesitantly: "I sensed danger in him. But I don't feel that way in you."

Wu Qi's heart skipped a beat, how could this Yu Hao have such a powerful spiritual sense? He could actually detect the danger from Yan Bugui's body? If he hadn't already condensed into an innate hún chaotic spirit body and had escaped the constraints of certain rules and laws, would this guy be able to detect the abnormality in his body?

As expected, we can’t look at these priests in Dayu.

After being silent for a long time, Wu Qiu nodded and said: "Okay, if you give me benefits, I will give you benefits. That's how it's settled."

Wu Qi's words and actions were just like the identity he fabricated for Tan Lang. He was a mountain hunter, and that was how he should naturally be.

Yù曷 nodded with satisfaction. He chuckled and said: "Since you are willing to form an alliance with me, then when a disaster strikes, I will naturally take care of you. Lord Tan Lang, you can go back."

When disaster strikes? What does yù曷 mean?

Wu Qi stood motionless on the spot. He frowned at Yu Hao and shouted rudely: "Since we are allies, let's just say it plainly. What's the big deal? Don't act like a pussy here."

Yu Hao was stunned and suddenly laughed again.