Chapter 922 Give the Middle Finger to the Ancestors (4600 Words, 2 Chapters in 1)

Wutian wandered around the wilderness, collected some magic medicine, and visited the lairs of several powerful ferocious beasts.

When he discovered that the Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas could actually enslave these ferocious beasts, he laughed excitedly, and immediately enslaved a large number of ferocious beasts for his own use, roaming the wilderness.

When he came to the center of the wilderness, he saw the vast and countless tribes among the Qinglin tribe, as well as the even more magnificent Shenliu.

Wutian's clone was very shocking.

However.

His eyes turned red when he heard that a certain tribe was holding an auction for the magic medicine that would suppress the tribe.

"The clan-level magic medicine given to me by my father has allowed me to open the Heavenly Gate of the physical body and advance to Star Glory. If there are more clan-level magic medicines, will I break through to the king?!"

"There is no such thing as heaven and earth. Action is worse than a heartbeat. Just one word, do it!"

On the same day, Wutian's clone enslaved the ferocious beast and rushed away, snatching away the clan's magical medicine.

The tribe was shocked, and countless masters dispatched to hunt down Wutian's clone.

But not long after.

Another tribe's clan-suppressing magic medicine was robbed, and it was also robbed on the way to get married between two tribes.

This matter is a great shame!

Several elders of the late Star Glory level were dispatched to besiege Wutian's clone, but they were blown up by him in the mountains of the wilderness.

The star-level master fell, the avenue screamed, and the sky rained blood.

The people of that tribe wailed and cried bitterly, requesting the Bloodscale Tribe, one of the ten king tribes, to send out experts to kill the evil thieves and avenge the elders.

That tribe is a vassal tribe of the Bloodscale Tribe.

"Don't worry, he's just a villain. We will definitely bring his head back to pay homage to your elders!"

A majestic voice came from the Blood Scale Tribe.

The ten king tribes were inviolable in their majesty, and the Blood Scale Tribe immediately sent out several masters to hunt down Wutian's clone.

In the King's Tribe, there are inherited magical arts, which are very terrifying and unmatched by other tribes.

They are also late-stage star-level masters. The star-level masters of the Bloodscale Tribe are stronger than those from outside small tribes.

They quickly locked onto Wutian, who had swallowed the clan-level magic medicine in Black Wind Mountain and was in retreat, and immediately sealed the void and launched a killing blow.

"Rumble"

Mushroom clouds soared into the sky.

The war suddenly broke out, the Black Wind Mountain Range was completely annihilated, the earth turned into a great abyss, intertwined with terrifying divine lights, and the void collapsed into a black hole.

At the critical moment, several golden Buddha seals with the word "*" were blasted through the sky, overturning the besieging masters who vomited blood and fell back.

When they surrounded him again, Wutian's clone had disappeared.

And on the earth, there remains a huge "*" Buddha seal and palm print, showing the mighty power of Buddha.

"Buddhist magical powers?!"

"Is that evil thief a master of Buddhism?"

The Bloodscale Tribe invited the Buddhist monk Master Kudeng.

Master Kudeng stared at this palm print, a look of shock and excitement flashed in his eyes.

He recognized this palm print.

It is surprisingly the long-lost magical power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Seal in Buddhism. It has the power of a diamond. It can destroy everything during the conquest.

"But this person only used this move over and over again. It is very likely that he is not a Buddhist, but he just got this move by chance and used secret techniques to activate it."

"If I get this magical power, I can travel across the wilderness. Even Jin Wentian of the Golden Scale Tribe will have to go around when he sees me!"

Master Kudeng was moved and wanted to obtain this magical power.

So he said with an apologetic look: "Amitabha, this person is a traitor to Buddhism. He defected a hundred thousand years ago and his whereabouts are unknown. I didn't expect to appear here today."

"Let the poor monk chase this man and send him to see the Buddha in the West!"

The masters of the Blood Scale Tribe suddenly realized that this evil thief was so powerful. It turned out that he really came from Buddhism.

They saluted and said: "Thank you, Master, but we will continue to hunt for this person. The majesty of the King's tribe cannot be violated!"

The masters of the Blood Scale Tribe said goodbye and left.

Wutian's clone escaped and disappeared into the wilderness.

The power of the Vajra Palm of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Seal left a palm print a hundred thousand miles wide on the earth, attracting countless people to come and watch, and even Buddhist masters sat cross-legged on the spot, hoping to understand this magical power.

The masters of the Blood Scale Tribe returned without success and lost all face.

Soon, a wanted order for the king was issued, and the whole wilderness was hunting for Wutian's clone. Anyone who provided information would be rewarded with a clan-level magic medicine.

When this news came out, countless casual cultivators became red-eyed, and countless small tribes also sent out men and horses to walk across the wilderness, using various birds and mounts to search for Wutian with secret methods.

Months passed.

No news came back.

Many people believe that the evil thief has left the wilderness and gone to other worlds to avoid trouble.

But on this night.

The Blood Scale Tribe's treasure house suddenly exploded. Someone sneaked into the treasure house, attacked the two half-step kings guarding the treasure house, and stole hundreds of tribe-level magic medicines.

"Oh my god! How is this possible? The Bloodscale Tribe is a tribe of kings. It has dragon pools and tiger dens, and there are so many masters. Who is so bold and dares to break into the Bloodscale Tribe?"

"I heard that there was a traitor within the Bloodscale Tribe, and the treasure house's prohibition formation was destroyed from within."

"Not only that, the evil thief also appeared a few days ago, and someone saw that terrifying Buddhist magical power."

"The latest news, the latest news. It turns out that people from the Blood Scale Tribe colluded with the evil thief to steal the Blood Scale Tribe's treasure house."

"Internal traitor, I heard it was the black smoke of death brought back by the Bloody Hand Emperor"

The outside world was shocked, there were different opinions, and countless people were talking about it.

The Blood Scale Tribe really lost face this time.

The king of the Bloodscale Tribe, who had just returned from the Immortal Realm, became furious and walked out in anger. The king's energy permeated the entire Bloodscale Tribe.

"The evil thief is certainly hateful and deserves to be killed, but the internal management of our Bloodscale Tribe should be held accountable and accountable. Are the relevant senior officials just eating shit?"

The king of the Bloodscale tribe roared.

On that day, the Blood Scale Tribe punished a large number of Blood Scale Tribe masters. Many high-level officials were dismissed, and some were even sent to prison.

The Bloody Hand Heavenly Lord was executed on the same day.

All the remaining members of the Black Smoke Tribe in the Bloodscale Tribe were implicated and suppressed.

A new group of top family managers took office and immediately rectified the family management loopholes.

At the same time, capable and powerful people were selected and a task force was formed to hunt down Wutian clones and internal traitors who escaped from the Blood Scale Tribe.

But no matter how they searched, there was still no news in the vast wilderness.

at the same time.

In a deserted mountain range.

A group of people stood with their hands down, standing in front of Wutian's clone, with respectful expressions.

Looking at their breath, it was clear that they were filled with black smoke of death.

"Greetings to Demon Lord Wutian!"

A neat voice sounded.

Wutian's clone looked at this group of people and said with a pleased smile: "Ancestor Wuya, disciple Heizi, disciple Wanzi Douzi and disciple Gangzi, the former members of the Black Smoke Tribe of Death, I am very happy to see you today. ah!"

The group of people opposite were none other than Heizi and the others, as well as Wuya Ancestor and the masters of the Death Black Smoke Clan from the Death Black Smoke Continent.

"Master, you have come to see us as expected! The disciples miss you so hard!" Heizi said excitedly and happily. At the same time, he winked at Wanzi beside him, indicating that she could go and do all she could for Master tonight. Xiao Shi went to bed.

Ancestor Wuya looked at Wutian's clone and was very excited and said: "Ancestor Wutian, we grew up wearing a pair of crotchless pants. This time we followed you and betrayed the Blood Scale Tribe. You must be responsible for us to the end. ah!"

After many years, Wutian's clone heard the wise saying "grew up wearing the same crotchless pants" again, and couldn't help but look nostalgic, feeling in a trance.

Unfortunately, many people are dead now.

For example, Patriarch Lamo, human demons, earth demons, and the Supreme Demon Heaven who had been fighting with him for many years were also dead.

The only acquaintances left were the group in front of me.

"Don't worry. You helped me steal the Bloodscale Tribe's treasure house. I won't treat you badly. Come and share the spoils!"

Wutian's clone laughed and said, with a wave of his hand, he took out all the treasures stolen from the Blood Scale Tribe's treasure house. The fragrance of the medicine was fragrant, and the treasure light soared into the sky.

Fortunately, Wutian had already set up a forbidden shielding formation, otherwise he would definitely attract the ferocious beasts and monsters in the wilderness.

Treasures and magic medicine were distributed to everyone, and everyone's relationship became closer.

Everyone looked at Wutian's clone with awe and a little more love in their eyes.

Wutian asked about the situation of the Death Black Smoke in the Bloodscale Tribe over the years, and everyone's expressions suddenly darkened.

Ancestor Wuya said angrily: "That Bloody Hand Heavenly Lord is not a good thing."

"Back then, he brought us to the Bloodscale Tribe, saying he wanted us to live a good life and become stronger. But in the end, he used the blood sacrifices of our tribesmen to practice secret techniques!"

Another black smoke master of death said: "Ancestor Wuya is right."

"Over the years, we, Death Black Smoke, have lost countless members of our clan. The newly emerged outstanding geniuses, as well as the clansmen with higher talents, have all been sacrificed in blood."

"We, a group of people, survived because we were still somewhat useful."

"Yes, if ancestor Wutian hadn't rescued us this time, we probably wouldn't have survived long."

Everyone talked about the situation of Death Black Smoke in the Blood Scale Tribe over the years, and Wutian's clone sighed and sighed.

In comparison, my life was relatively smooth.

After all, I have my father protecting me.

"Don't worry, follow me from now on, and we will definitely be able to restore the former glory of the Death Black Smoke Clan!"

Wutian's clone said loudly, "When I advance to the level of king, I will fight into the Blood Scale Tribe and rescue the rest of our tribe."

As soon as he said this, the group of black smoke masters of death around him shouted with their arms: "Ancestor Wutian is mighty, Ancestor Wutian is mighty, Ancestor Wutian is mighty!"

Wutian's clone listened to the cheers of the crowd, and saw the light of respect and admiration on everyone's faces. He couldn't help but feel proud, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

"My father can hold the Emperor's City in his hand and dominate the world of immortality. Why can't I, Wutian, do the same?"

"Not only do I want to become a giant, I also want to be stronger than my father!"

"But now, I'd better go back to the Immortal Realm first, find my father, seek shelter, and get a reward by the way."

Wutian's clone found a secret place to place these black smoke clan members.

Then, he quietly returned to the world of immortality.

Tiandi City.

It's even more lively now.

Because below the Tiandi City, there is the Tiandi Academy suspended. The ancient bronze city, majestic like an ancient sacred mountain, exudes the aura of vicissitudes of time, and is particularly eye-catching.

At a glance, countless people were moving around, coming and going from the Tiandi Academy. They were all students from the Tiandi Academy.

The cultivators at the Sanlitun Frontier Fortress looked up at the students from the Tiandi Academy with envy and fascination on their faces.

"I heard that in the Tiandi Academy, Tiandi is teaching, and there is also a Tiandi preschool class!"

"Yes, my uncle's second sister-in-law's nephew went to Liu's house and knocked on the door. He said that the Emperor of Heaven just gave a class not long ago, and the people who attended the class were all big guys."

"Yes, I've also heard that those giants screamed in class, and black holes exploded in the classroom. It was so terrifying!"

"Now there is a ten-year break between classes. Ten years from now, the Emperor of Heaven will open classes again."

The comments were heard one after another, and Wutian's clone was surprised.

"It's been a while since I've been here, my father is playing a new trick again?!"

"I am really yours, my father!"

He smiled disdainfully and gave his ancestor a middle finger in the direction of Tiandi City.

At the same time, his eyes flashed, "In the future, when I get smart, I will open a school and show off in class."

Thinking like this, he passed by the ancient bronze city of Tiandi Academy and took a rather envious look.

Then, he walked straight into the Tiandi City above.

In Tiandi City, perhaps the ancestor, a master of the imperial way, was in charge, so there was always a majestic aura permeating Tiandi City.

The sky is intertwined with ten colors of divine light, as gorgeous as a rainbow. At night, it is more beautiful than any neon lights, with an ethereal beauty.

There is also a magnificent Taoist rhyme flowing. When you walk on the street and step on it, there are lotuses of law blooming on the soles of your feet.

Tiandi City has unknowingly become a holy land for cultivation.

Wutian was filled with emotions, and he couldn't help but admire his deeds as he became more and more profound.

"I don't know if I will ever have the chance to suppress my father in this life. It would be nice to ride on his head for once."

Untalented thoughts in mind and body.

At this moment, he passed by an alley and heard a charming and seductive voice.

"Hey! That broken baby is wandering around alone. Come here quickly. I'll give you a message."

Wutian's clone looked back curiously and found that in the alley, several scantily clad women were showing off their long legs, holding folding fans, winking at him, and their whole bodies were filled with the aura of the law of "color".

Just as Wutian's clone was about to speak, a group of people rushed into the street behind them. They were like wolves and tigers, with raging evil spirits, and sharp weapons such as swords, bows and crossbows were all magical weapons of law.

"The Shadow Guards take the people, and the idle ones retreat!"

There was a roar, and a group of people rushed into the alley.

In the alley, those scantily clad aunts were all arrested and taken away. Their faces were marked with legal mosaics, and they were taken directly to the Xing Prison of the Shadow Army.

When passing by Wutian's clone, a shadow guard looked Wutian up and down and warned sternly: "Thank you for not going in with those aunts, otherwise I would have arrested you today!"

Wutian's clone was speechless for a while.

Around the alley, passers-by also gathered around curiously and started talking.

"Towards the end of the year, Tiandi City is cracking down on pornography and catching spies. It's a pity that these female monks are so beautiful!"

"In Tiandi City, only Zuiyue Tower has applied for a license and is allowed to operate. These female monks will be beheaded."

"But why do we need to put regular mosaics on the faces of these female monks? What if my Taoist companion is among them?"

Welcoming guests to the restaurant, sitting by the window.

Patriarch Yuwen of the Singles Holy Land was actively marketing Daoqing Prison, who was sitting across from him, to get him to join his Singles Holy Land.

"I'm single and I'm happy. Fellow Taoist Qingjing, come on and join our singles holy land!"

After thousands of years of marketing, Patriarch Yuwen still persists, and his Taoist heart is unimaginably stable.

Dao Qingyu drank wine and ignored Patriarch Yuwen.

around.

Wang Dajin, who likes to speak the truth, was chewing melon seeds and looking out the window at the female monk captured by the Shadow Guards, feeling emotional for a while.

"Sir, tell me, who do the female monks who do these businesses marry in the end?" Wang Dajin asked, the melon seed rinds flying out of his mouth and falling into Patriarch Yuwen's wine glass across from him.

Ancestor Yuwen glared angrily, but Dao Qingyu couldn't help but feel happy.

He glanced out the window and said with a smile: "Those female monks all married honest men in the end!"

"Honest person?!" Wang Dajin was confused.

Dao Qingyu nodded and said: "Yes, an honest person, an honest person like you, Tiehanhan!"

Wang Dajin was stunned.

"Am I Tiehanhan?"

"Sir, please don't push me. If you push me again, I will join the Singles Holy Land and eat melon seeds with Patriarch Yuwen."

Outside the window, in the street, Wutian's clone passed by and couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this conversation.

"My father's City of Heavenly Emperor can be regarded as the foothold of the 'Emperor'. Why are there so many weird things?!"

He sighed, no longer delaying, and disappeared with a flicker of his steps.

In the Palace of Heavenly Emperor.

There was a flash of black light, and Wutian's clone had arrived.

Just as he was about to kowtow and salute, above the main hall, the ancestor Liu Fan had already asked: "Little God, you just gave the middle finger to Tiandi City in Sanlitun, what do you mean?!"

"Come here, I promise not to beat you, and you can explain to me, okay?"

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