Chapter 509 Promotion

"Deputy Sect Leader Wang, I'll leave the sect to you first."

Qu Shentong's voice came from the Lingxi Stone.

Wang Ba looked at the Wu Yuan Wang in front of him, who was about three feet tall and holding a two-foot wide spiritual fruit and chewing it, and replied seriously:

"There are two elders and Pang Zhen in the sect, so the sect master doesn't have to worry."

In the Lingxi Stone, Qu Shentong did not deny it, but just talked about another thing:

"Elder Xumi is worried, so he will go out with me this time."

"But Elder Jiying will still stay in the sect."

"In addition, most of the Yuanying cultivators on duty in the sect protection formation have been withdrawn by me. If there is an emergency, they can be transferred to the spiritual vein supply in time. The deputy sect master hopes to remember this."

Wang Ba pondered for a while:

"If it is transferred to the spiritual vein supply, I am afraid it will increase the burden on the spiritual vein... Wang Ba knows, the sect master can rest assured."

Qu Shentong said no more. Although Wang Ba has not participated in the affairs of the sect in recent years, with his experience and calmness, it is not likely that there will be any big problems.

Besides, they went to the Eightfold Sea to deal with the Yuanci problem, and they would be able to return in a few years at most.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are still two people at the level of transformation of the spirit to guard the sect.

In addition, there are those five-level magic weapon ancestors who do not care about worldly affairs.

Although it is inconvenient to take action, it is also a trump card that can be used to make a final decision when something really happens.

With such a sea-stabilizing magic needle, even if something happens, they can return to help in time.

After thinking it over and making sure that there are no omissions, the voice of Qu Shentong in the Lingxi Stone also disappeared.

Wang Ba put away the Lingxi Stone.

The divine consciousness explored the secret realm of the beads and swept through the sect.

But he could no longer feel the breath of Qu Shentong, Yuanci Taoist, and many Yuanying cultivators.

At first glance, the entire sect did not seem to have too many fewer people.

However, the Yuanying cultivators in the sect, except for those who were restricted by the sect's miscellaneous affairs and could not leave, were almost all gone.

This situation was so rare that even Wang Ba could not help but be stunned for a while.

It took a long time for him to withdraw his consciousness.

After carefully feeling the state of his Nascent Soul, Wang Ba's eyes fell on the little monkey in front of him again, with a little sigh in his eyes:

"Old buddy, I never thought that it took you so long to realize the truth."

"The last time I saw you was more than ninety years ago."

"Hee!"

The little monkey raised its head, which was almost buried in the spiritual fruit, and grinned at Wang Ba.

It showed its yellowed canine teeth.

Under its feet, there were fruit cores of various spiritual fruits.

It jumped in front of Wang Ba holding the spiritual fruit, rubbed its head against Wang Ba's hand, and then impatiently buried its head back in the spiritual fruit with an exaggerated gap bitten out.

Seeing the rare naivety of King Wu Ape, Wang Ba could not help but laugh.

He gently stroked the rough and forked monkey hair of Wu Yuan Wang.

The breeze blew gently, making the leaves of the two big trees behind him rustle.

At this moment, Wang Ba looked calm and indifferent.

In his body, a harmonious breath emerged little by little.

Carefully experience this rare breakthrough process.

The breakthrough that has been brewing for a long time since a year has finally come to fruition.

In his body, a touch of five-color spiritual light seeped out from his pores little by little, followed by cyan, purple, starlight, blood color...

The next moment, he opened his mouth slightly.

A baby with nine-color spiritual light all over his body, divine patterns wrapped around his body, black and white qi flowing in his nose, and a crimson lotus twisting between his eyebrows jumped out.

The rhyme of Taoism is pervasive, and the mystery is everywhere.

In the secret realm of the pearl, with it as the center, the pure spiritual energy that has been accumulated for many years is nourished and liquefied quickly, like a tide flowing eastward, rushing towards it!

It is like a whirlpool, swallowing the spiritual water around it.

But this is still not enough.

Wang Ba was well prepared, and countless spiritual chicken essences, pure stone dragon lizard essences, and many non-toxic pills flew out of his sleeves.

At his current status, these things are just a matter of a call.

Including various spiritual food essences, they are all handled by the people of the spiritual food department and some "spiritual kitchen chickens" he cultivated.

It saves a lot of energy.

This is the benefit of being in a big sect.

With these many essences and pills, the baby's physique has grown rapidly and become stronger.

It only takes a few breaths.

It has grown from a three-month-old baby to a five or six-year-old child.

The outline of Wang Ba can be vaguely seen in the child's eyebrows.

But in comparison, it was much more beautiful.

Soon, the Nascent Soul seemed to have grown to the end and no longer changed.

The spiritual energy around it gradually stopped.

But at this moment, a crimson light suddenly shot out from the lotus between the brows of the Nascent Soul.

In that crimson light, there was the Yinshen Temple.

But the growth of the Nascent Soul seemed to have brought a little change to the temple.

The Yin God Temple, which had already expanded, became even larger inside.

The few remaining Yin God powers in the temple also naturally began to condense.

Soon.

The Yin God Temple fell back into the brow of the Nascent Soul.

And the Nascent Soul immediately turned into a rainbow light and fell into the mouth of Wang Ba, who was sitting cross-legged below.

Wang Ba also opened his eyes.

The spiritual light flowed in his eyes, and the brilliance was overflowing.

Feeling the improvement of the Nascent Soul, his understanding of the world seemed to become clearer.

A touch of joy of enlightenment arose in his heart:

"The middle stage of the Nascent Soul..."

"The Yin God's position has indeed been improved."

"Now, it can be regarded as a true third-class god."

After the "Yin God Great Dream Sutra" was integrated into the "All Dharmas One Intention Gong", the improvement of the Yin God's position was also limited by Wang Ba's own realm.

Although this is a restriction, it is also a protection for him.

If the soul is too strong and exceeds a certain limit, it will make many skills too unbalanced, and the Wanfa Yiyi Gong will not be able to integrate the skills of hundreds of schools.

The situation of Yuanci Taoist is the same.

"But now the Yin God power in the temple is a little less."

Wang Ba's heart moved.

In the Zhuzi Secret Realm.

In the mortal area he demarcated, countless incense powers accumulated over several years swarmed on the statues made of gold, copper, iron, wood and clay.

Thirty million mortals have been recuperating for nearly a hundred years. Although they are limited by the land and food in the Zhuzi Secret Realm, there are now nearly four hundred million.

Even if not all of them believe in Wang Ba, they still account for the majority.

Such a number is amazing.

Even if it has only accumulated for a few years, it is still a huge number.

However, these incense powers did not fall on Wang Ba, but flew to the highest peak of the secret realm first.

The peak is covered with snow.

A silent figure that looked like Wang Ba sat on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, he opened his indifferent eyes.

It was another incarnation of Wang Ba, Bing Dao Ren.

He was also in seclusion and meditation, and even the previous promotion of his original body could not wake him up.

The power of these incense poured into his eyebrows.

Countless voices of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness echoed in his soul, like a devil's voice filling his brain.

However, Bing Dao Ren's indifferent eyes were unmoved.

These chaotic emotions were quickly refined by the "Taishang Lianqing Jue".

Transformed into magic power and soul, nourishing Bing Dao Ren's Nascent Soul.

And the pure wish power was diverted into the Yin Shen Temple of the original body through the air.

Transformed into drops of more pure Yin Shen power.

Bing Dao Ren then closed his eyes again.

Wang Ba also showed a satisfied look on his face.

"With so much incense power, it only replenished less than 20% of the Yin God power... It seems that I can 'leak' more important information to the Mother Goddess later."

He had never seen the generosity of the Mother Goddess before.

How could he let down such a good person.

"But forget it for now. I just broke into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and I need to stabilize it."

He thought about it in his heart, and then calmed down and began to consolidate his own realm.

It was only a short time after he closed his eyes that he had an idea and raised his sleeve to take out the vibrating Lingxi Stone.

"Qian Baimao?"

Wang Ba was a little surprised.

Then he injected mana.

Not long after, Wang Ba put away the Lingxi Stone with a confused look on his face.

"Yang Que actually drove the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom out of Huangji Continent so quickly. I didn't expect that the Mother Goddess really listened to my bad idea... But why didn't Yang Que continue to pursue the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom, but instead ran to Fenglin Continent?"

"...Conquer the Original Demon Sect?"

"What's the plan?"

Wang Ba tapped his fingers unconsciously, but was thinking about Yang Que's real purpose in his heart.

The first thing he thought of was the small episode in which he defeated the opponent under the name of the Original Demon Sect.

But soon he was the first to reject this idea.

"Yang Que was able to unify the entire Huangji Continent. Such a great talent would not be so petty and remember such a small matter. If I were him, I would just laugh it off... Could it be that the Huangji Continent ancestor behind him knew that Han Yanzi was not dead yet and was worried that Han Yanzi would affect his plan, so he took the initiative?"

However, Wang Ba shook his head immediately:

"That's not right. If he really wanted to grab this opportunity, he shouldn't have made such a big fuss. Instead, he should have only one or two top beings, wait for the opportunity to lure Han Yanzi to take action, and deal with him with the will of heaven and earth in Xiaocang Realm."

"Or is it that he is worried that Han Yanzi will take advantage of the geographical advantage and never leave the sect? So he is risking his life?"

Wang Ba pondered for a moment, but still couldn't figure out what this heroic lord who unified Huangji Continent and changed "Daqian" to "Da Sui" was thinking.

He could only shake his head:

"Forget it... Anyway, he is not going to cause trouble for Dajin, so let him go. He is now a god, even if he goes to the original demon sect, as long as he does not break in, he should not die."

Although it is inevitable to suffer some hardships, he will probably stay in Huangji Continent more honestly and continue to contain the Wanshen Kingdom.

This will achieve Wang Ba's goal.

Thinking of this, he whispered a few words to Wu Yuan Wang, and then sank his consciousness into the Nascent Soul to continue to consolidate his realm.

...

"Qian Baimao, what are you doing!"

The sudden sound frightened Qian Baimao so much that his hands trembled, and he almost shook out the Lingxi Stone that had not been hidden in his sleeves.

He suppressed the tension in his heart and put away the Lingxi Stone without leaving a trace.

Turning his head, he saw a young monk in black armor, with undisguised contempt for him in his eyes, and he said impatiently:

"Your Majesty asked me to call you over."

Seeing this young monk, Qian Baimao felt relieved. As for the impatience on the other's face, he didn't care at all, but showed a flattering smile on his face:

"It turns out to be Mr. Mei."

This man was originally the master of the Eight Treasures Palace, one of the five major sects, named Meishan.

His body was shattered by the Sui Emperor himself, and only the Yuanying escaped.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. After returning to the sect to seize the body, he realized that the people of the five major sects were not united, and the gap between them and the Sui Emperor was too big. He immediately worshipped the Sui Emperor and became the Sui Emperor's loyal minister.

He was originally an enemy, but was conquered by the Sui Emperor and became the vanguard of the Sui Emperor's crusade against the major cities.

This identity, which is more representative than actual value, made him quite favored, and his surrender also brought a lot of manpower from the Eight Treasures Palace.

Therefore, the Sui Emperor not only ignored his previous hostile experience, but also gave the master of the Eight Treasures Palace the title of "Duke", which was second only to the title of "King", after he established the capital and proclaimed himself emperor.

Even Qian Baimao, a "flatterer" favored by the Sui Emperor, had to bow his head when he saw this Mei Gong.

"Don't waste time, go quickly!"

Mei Shan snorted coldly.

He really didn't have a good impression of this little cultivator who didn't even have a Nascent Soul.

Just relying on inexplicable luck and a sharp mouth, he was able to get the position that he had sacrificed a lot and risked many times.

Now there is even a sign of replacing him.

If this lucky person hadn't been suppressed by the Sui Emperor, he would have killed this person with one palm when he was in the Eight Treasures Palace.

Even so, he always exuded the huge pressure of a Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator, which made Qian Baimao terrified.

Qian Baimao didn't dare to say much. Although his body was stiff, he still managed to smile and bowed respectfully to Meishan:

"Thank you, Mr. Mei."

After saying that, he flew quickly towards the treasure ship where the Sui emperor was.

However, unlike other cultivators who landed directly on the treasure ship, he landed on the water in front of the treasure ship.

He shouted three times, "The Holy Emperor lives as long as the sky."

Then he walked up the rope bridge thrown from the treasure ship respectfully.

He just knelt three times and kowtowed nine times while walking.

Seeing Qian Baimao's behavior, the cultivators on duty on the treasure ship were all indifferent, and they felt admiration in their hearts.

No wonder he was favored by the Sui emperor. Such a shameless thing would not be done by any cultivator with a little bit of ambition.

After all, although everyone bowed their heads to pay tribute, they still retained a little pride as cultivators.

In his heart, he may have the ambition of "If I can achieve my lofty ambitions one day, I will dare to ask the Emperor of Sui to be my groom".

There are not many people who have no dignity as a cultivator and are shameless like this Lord Qian.

In the treasure ship, at this time, the light laughter of Emperor Yang Que of Sui was heard:

"Bai Mao, you like to flatter... Don't do this empty talk, come in!"

Listening to the voice in the treasure ship.

The cultivators on duty around couldn't help but look at each other.

They all saw a hint of desire in each other's eyes.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, if you can really get the favor of the Emperor of Sui, it is not impossible...

Qian Bai Mao heard the voice in the treasure ship and smiled:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Then he hurriedly walked to the front of the treasure ship, bowed again and saluted respectfully towards the cabin of the treasure ship, and then walked in carefully.

However, the cabin was surprisingly simple. Apart from the futon and the incense burner, there was nothing else.

Only the spiritual energy was too rich.

And the current ruler of the Great Sui Dynasty, Yang Que, was wearing casual clothes, with his hair casually scattered. He sat cross-legged on the futon naturally, holding a scroll in his hand, as if thinking about something.

Noticing Qian Baimao coming in, Yang Que's eyes were still on the scroll, without raising his head, and said casually:

"You are here... please take a seat."

Soon, a guard came in with a wooden stool.

Qian Baimao respectfully called out "Thank you, Your Majesty" again, and then sat down.

In his heart, he secretly wondered why the other party called him over at this time.

Yang Que seemed to have seen something interesting, but he still didn't speak.

Seeing this, Qian Baimao couldn't help but feel anxious.

Could it be that he had let something slip?

That shouldn't be the case.

But Yang Que didn't speak again. As a minister, he didn't dare to ask easily.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Que finally put down the scroll in his hand and stretched lazily.

Then he looked at Qian Baimao with surprise:

"Why are you here, my dear..."

Then he slapped his forehead and laughed:

"I'm confused. I just asked Mei Gong to call you over."

Qian Baimao laughed and said:

"Your Majesty is sincere in his cultivation. No wonder he can make rapid progress and lead the trend of the continent. How can you say he's confused?"

He sneered in his heart.

How can a dignified cultivator really be confused?

It was nothing more than playing the tricks of the ordinary emperor's power here... He had seen it in the small countries around Dajin.

However, he immediately shattered these thoughts in his heart. He had better be cautious in front of the Divine Transformation cultivator.

Yang Que seemed quite satisfied with Qian Baimao's answer, and nodded with a smile:

"You are still the best at talking."

The guards outside brought in tea tactfully.

Yang Que picked up the tea and drank it all, and then said casually:

"By the way, I heard that you are from Fenglinzhou?"

Qian Baimao's heart was slightly disturbed.

Here it comes!

A trace of panic appeared on his face at the right time:

"May I ask where did Your Majesty hear this?"

Yang Que couldn't help but show curiosity, and said with a smile:

"Huh? What? Is Qian Aiqing really from Fenglinzhou?"

Qian Baimao hesitated, and then seemed to bite the bullet and said:

"Your Majesty, I am indeed from Fenglinzhou, but before the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom in Fenglinzhou was in chaos, and the big countries were fighting endlessly. I, a person like a floating duckweed, could only go with the flow, but I didn't expect to meet a wise master. This is Qian Baimao's luck!"

"It's just that I am worried about my If I have a bad family background, I will be despised by His Majesty, so I have never dared to tell His Majesty. Please punish me for deceiving the emperor!"

Yang Que stared at Qian Baimao, then waved his hand in disappointment:

"It's fine to punish him, but in your eyes, am I a tyrant who only cares about family background?"

Qian Baimao was startled, then knelt on the ground in great joy:

"Your Majesty is really the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor!"

"Hahahaha...Okay, I knew your family background a long time ago, and I was just playing with you just now."

Yang Que laughed and stepped forward to personally help Qian Baimao up.

Then he smiled and said:

"I called you here this time because you were born in Fenglinzhou, so I asked for advice."

Qian Baimao wiped the non-existent sweat on his face and smiled shyly:

"Your Majesty, I will tell you everything I know."

"Good!"

Yang Que praised him and then asked his own question:

"Since you are from Fenglinzhou, you should know the situation in Fenglinzhou. Although the court has sent people to inquire and know that Fenglinzhou is now in ruins, with only Dajin and Dayan left, I still trust you more. Tell me about the situation in these two countries."

"Dajin and Dayan?"

Qian Baimao hesitated and then said:

"Your Majesty, when I left Fenglinzhou, I was insignificant and had no clear understanding of the two countries."

Yang Que waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just tell me That's it."

"This... is it."

Qian Baimao considered his words and replied:

"It is said that the two countries of Dajin and Dayan have been established in Fenglinzhou for tens of thousands of years and have a deep foundation."

"Dajin is mostly righteous, with three sects and one clan, protecting mortals and living in peace with the world."

"And Dayan is headed by the Original Demon Sect, enslaving living beings for their blood. It is said that there is an old demon of Lianxu in its sect..."

"Lianxu?"

Yang Que's face was condensed, and he was a little bit unbelievable:

"Now that the world does not allow the cultivators of the God Transformation, can there still be cultivators of Lianxu?"

"This... this humble minister is not sure."

Qian Baimao said in embarrassment:

"I have only heard about it, and it was all news in the past... Most of them are gone now."

Yang Que's face relaxed a little.

Qian Baimao habitually added:

"But your majesty must be careful, what if there are still in this original demon sect..."

"Stop talking!"

Yang Que suddenly spoke, his face ugly.

Qian Baimao was stunned for a moment, then reacted all of a sudden and quickly covered his mouth.

Nervously said:

"Your majesty, I really didn't mean to..."

"I know!"

Yang Que suddenly raised his hand to stop Qian Baimao from continuing.

In the past, he thought Qian Baimao was quite handy, and his casual remarks often attracted many fools from the Ten Thousand Gods.

However, this time, for the first time, he felt a little tingling on his scalp.

Originally, he wanted to continue to take his time, but now he was in no mood, so he said directly:

"You were under the rule of Dajin, right? How is Dajin?"

"Dajin?"

Qian Baimao was stunned for a moment, and then said honestly:

"Although I have been under the rule of Dajin since I was a child, I don't know much, but it should not be simple for them to compete with Dayan for many years... Of course, the world has changed now, and Dajin and Dayan may not be the same as before."

"Is that so."

Yang Que nodded, thinking.

He asked some more questions, and then waved Qian Baimao away.

After Qian Baimao left.

In the originally empty cabin, a figure of an old man with green eyes and funny appearance of blond hair floated out.

Staring at the direction where Qian Baimao left, he said in a deep voice:

"This person just said one thing and meant another."

Yang Que, however, was not surprised. He changed his previous attitude and looked calm:

"It's normal. How many people who can achieve the Golden Elixir are willing to be inferior to others."

The blond old man frowned:

"This person is different from those people in Meishan. Although he tried his best to cover it up, it seems that he has other intentions... Do you want to search his soul?"

Yang Que glanced at the blond old man indifferently:

"Then there is no need. If I guess correctly, Qian Baimao is most likely planted by the Dajin Sect."

"You know?"

The blond old man looked surprised:

"Then why don't you capture him and interrogate him clearly?"

"I just saw some clues."

Yang Que said casually, and then showed a hint of pride and confidence:

"They use these Yinyu tricks because they are not strong enough. Since the sects of Dajin only dare to place people around me, it means that they have no confidence and no ability. What is the difference between these people and the five major sects? They are just chickens and dogs!"

"Keep Qian Baimao. I will use him when I need him."

Hearing Yang Que's words, the blond old man showed a look of approval:

"That's right. In the past, Ye Cangsheng almost swept across the entire Huangji Continent by himself. After all, we are not ordinary people. We don't need to spend so much time planning... Then, you will go straight to the Original Demon Sect?"

Yang Que glanced at the blond old man and was about to answer.

However, he suddenly recalled what Qian Baimao had almost said just now. The thought turned in his mind, and when it came to his mouth, it became another sentence:

"No, since Qian Baimao is most likely someone arranged by Dajin to be by my side, the people of Dajin will only think that I am going to attack the Original Demon Sect. Ha, I will just catch them off guard and take down Dajin in one fell swoop!"

"After that, go north to take down Dayan!"

"After conquering these two great countries, Fenglinzhou will be in my hands!"

"Anyway, this is what we planned early on."

A burning desire rose in Yang Que's eyes:

"The ancestor of the Ye family only had one continent to support him in the past, but I can own two continents!"

"And you, Master Hualong, are assisting me."

"There may be hope of ascending to the upper realm in the future!"

The golden-haired old man bowed his head solemnly when he heard this:

"Old slave, I will do my best to assist my master."

Yang Que smiled indifferently when he heard this.

Then he walked to the window of the cabin, and with a thought, he quietly pushed the window open.

Through the window lattice.

But he saw white clouds all around, and the majestic mountains and rivers below were rolling.

It turned out that he had left the sea and was flying in the sky.

Looking at the vast mountains and rivers below, Yang Que's heart was full of pride.

…

The wind is in the middle of the continent.

The border where the old Fu Kingdom, the old Song Kingdom, the old Lao Kingdom and the old Qiao Kingdom meet.

In a hidden valley, blood patterns crisscrossed, faintly outlining a blood formation of astonishing scale.

And above this blood formation, there is a more sophisticated breath-hiding formation, which covers everything.

At this moment, an old figure is standing in the formation.

If Wang Ba was here, he would definitely recognize the person in front of him, who is the original demon sect's Taishang, Han Yanzi.

Opposite him, a blood unicorn wailed non-stop. Its once amazingly strong physique was now skinny and dying on the formation.

Its breath became weaker and weaker.

Countless essences and blood flowed out of its body in the opposite direction and flowed into the body of the old figure.

The spilled part was absorbed by the black-robed monks surrounding it.

Essence was overflowing, and the pressure was getting stronger.

This day.

Han Yanzi felt something in his heart and suddenly looked up at the sky.

But he saw a large ship with a pattern style that was very different from Fenglinzhou flying high in the sky above.

"The ship of Huangjizhou?"

Han Yanzi was slightly stunned and recognized it at a glance.

But at this moment, a person on the ship seemed to have noticed it and looked down.

Across the formation.

At this moment, their eyes met.

Han Yanzi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

But in the next moment, as the big ship left, their eyes quickly staggered.

In the sky, on the side of the big ship in the middle.

Yang Que unknowingly retracted his gaze from below, frowning slightly:

"This Fenglin Continent is much larger than Huangji Continent, but it took so long to fly..."

"But if you calculate it, it should be soon."

"According to the information from the spies, by bypassing Chen, Sen and Li, you can reach Dajin... There, the nearest sect..."

"If I remember correctly, it should be called 'Wanxiang Sect'?" (End of this chapter)