Chapter 407: Chief of the Criminal Court, Lord of the Mirage Island, Seizing the Treasure Tree

Chapter 407: Lian Zongsi of the Criminal Court, King of the Mirage Island, Seizing the Treasure Tree.

Time flies, and three days have passed in a flash.

Starry night.

A burly silhouette is reflected on the window grille of a room in the Chunyang Taoist Palace.

Under the bright moon, a strange black cat spreads its wings, passes through the wall, crosses the treetops, glides down from the sky, and finally stands in front of the window grille.

"Dad, I'm back~"

With a creak, the window grille was pushed open, and the black shadow shrank itself and flexibly drilled into it.

"You're back now? How is my junior brother Qingyunzi now?" Yi Chen did not look up, and was still writing furiously. On the rice paper, hundreds of human figures appeared.

On the left hand side of the Taoist, a book called "Demon Spirit of Devouring the Sky" was turning page by page without wind.

"Dad, Qingyunzi quietly went down the mountain while Qingfeng and Mingyue were sleeping, and went straight to the colorful building. Although my cultivation is slightly inferior to his, I have gained some experience in stealth and concealment, so he didn't find me along the way."

"But I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Qingyunzi disguised himself and went to a private room on the seventh floor of the colorful building. I didn't dare to enter, so I could only eavesdrop from a distance with secret methods."

"Interesting, what did you hear?" The eldest brother is like a father, and so is the eldest senior brother. Yi Chen stopped the brush in his hand curiously when he heard this.

"Um... Dad, my cultivation is limited. I only heard a voice from the room, Fairy, I need you to help me practice... Then Qing Yunzi didn't speak again, only the sound of water and the occasional teasing voice of women came."

Yi Chen: "..."

"Forget it, Miaozi, you don't have to follow Qing Yunzi in the future, go practice by yourself, don't think about those wild cats in the back mountain all day long."

"Now you can't even beat Qing Yunzi, my junior brother, how can you be my blue beast in the Hidden Dragon Temple in the future."

"Okay, Dad." Miaozi cried like a cat, and a black shadow flashed, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Yi Chen looked deeply in the direction of the colorful building and sighed. He was inexplicably afraid that his master Bai Yunzi would hit him in his dream...

"Damn it, my junior brother won't turn into a seven-star ladybug in the future... Forget it, it's none of my business. It's obviously my junior brother who is self-taught."

Reject... question... understand... become... surpass... This is a process. To correct a wrong, one must go too far. Yi Chen decided to ignore Qing Yunzi for the time being and indulge him for a while. If he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he will remind him.

"Everyone is troublesome." Yi Chen closed his eyes slightly, and the scene of the back mountain of Zhuilong Mountain appeared in every detail. A phantom eye reflected all around. It was the supernatural power that Yi Chen obtained for the sixth time after breaking through the realm of spirit, the spiritual guard.

Miaozi was standing majestically among five wild cats of different shapes at this moment... Damn, why is there a tiger in the back mountain.

Yi Chen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and was shocked by Miaozi's young achievements for a while.

After calming down, Yi Chen immersed himself in the study of "Demon Spirit Swallowing Heaven". This peerless martial arts book, which was said to be written by the Demon Lord, was simply a book for cattle and horses. It was not something that normal people could practice. It would explode at any time.

Fortunately, Yi Chengzi was not normal. With his own efforts and a little help from Shenhong, he had practiced this technique to a critical point.

As long as the last 5 million Shenhong points were in place, he could push the true skill to the 21st level in one fell swoop and break the limit for the second time.

"There are still about forty days before the next world change. With the support of Daqin and the supplement of the demon relic, even if there are still some gaps by then, they will not be big."

"However, if you want to truly dominate the world, you need some heavy heads to sacrifice. This time, the old coffin board of the Mirage Sect came just in time."

A flash of fierce murderous intent flashed in Yi Chen's eyes, and then he continued to pick up the brush and write furiously. Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, he stretched his lazy waist and finally wrote the four big words "Crazy Demon Legs".

This is the beggar's version of the martial arts manual that he derived from "Devouring the Heavenly Demon Spirit". There are a total of fourteen levels. If someone can really practice this skill to the fourteenth level he deduced, it will be no problem to reverse the Qi Refining and Transforming God cultivators.

Under the amazing wisdom of his Yichengzi, this martial art has gotten rid of the disadvantage of exploding at any time, but it is easy to sit in a wheelchair and have disabled legs.

A small death is not a big problem.

One punch, one palm and one kick, for the time being, it is enough for the martial artists in the world to digest. He Yichengzi is not a nanny. He has achieved this level and the seeds have been sown. Of course, he chooses to believe in the wisdom of future generations.

On the fourth day, the world is bright when the rooster crows!

A beautiful figure and a white-haired old general came together. They were the fierce general Wang Jian of the Great Qin and the deputy chief of the Criminal Office Lin Luo who came to invite them personally.

This is the face of the Great Qin State Master. He is the State Master. It is impossible for Yichengzi to run over with a small bag to gather when others send a message.

"I have relied on the State Master a lot along the way. Please!" The white-haired old general said to Yi Chen neatly.

"Master, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are still as charming as ever." Lin Luo's purple hair danced in the wind, and her beautiful eyes smiled as if they could speak.

Yi Chen nodded slightly to the veteran Wang Jian, and after chatting and laughing with fellow Taoist Lin Luo for a few words, the three of them went down the mountain together and came to a military camp.

At this moment, a thousand armored monks with heavy breath had been waiting outside a golden circle for a long time. Seeing Yi Chen coming, everyone shouted to see the national master.

"Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite. Let's set off now."

As everyone walked into the formation, after a flash of golden light, everyone felt a black screen in front of their eyes. When they could see again, they had arrived at a seaside, and a faint salty smell rushed into everyone's nose.

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war. According to the original plan, we will go up the sea-breaking dragon boat, raid the Mirage Island, and kill the rebels." The old general with white hair looked around and quietly took out a golden dragon boat the size of a jujube pit from his storage ring. The dragon boat swelled in the wind and stopped only when it reached a length of a thousand meters.

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The sea is blue and the sky is clear.

Mirage Island is full of trees and lush grass. The autumn wind is bleak, the waves are surging, and the faint mist is lingering.

As an important base of the Mirage faction of the Mingdeng Organization, Mirage Island is still in an atmosphere of enthusiasm and joy at this moment.

Passing through the mist, the sight changes again. The previous scene of lush trees and lush grass has disappeared, replaced by a strange tree over nine meters high.

This tree is shaped like a cow, with skin, like tassels and yellow snakes. Its leaves are like rags, and its wood is like wormwood.

On the huge Luo leaf, there were many lifelike patterns of birds, beasts, hanging dragons, and magic bells, which looked very mysterious.

On the island, oak barrels were opened one after another, and many men with blurred eyes and ragged clothes were holding the clear liquid in the oak barrels and pouring it towards the roots of the big tree.

As the clear liquid gushed out, a faint red blood gas gushed out from the heads of these ragged men and merged into the clear liquid and was absorbed by the sacred tree.

After several rounds of this, some people fell down one after another, and people with blurred eyes dressed as fishermen and merchants came out of the caves on the island one after another to take over.

At this moment, on the crown of the sacred tree, an old woman with white hair and a childlike face, leaning on a strange squid-shaped cane, looked at the bustling scene below, with a faint smile on her face, and sipped tea leisurely.

Behind the old woman stood a beautiful female cultivator, holding a banana leaf-sized fan and gently waving it, her eyes were as clear as a spring, and the bottom was clear.

In front of the old woman, a plump and charming woman was reporting something in a low voice.

"Was Yi Chengzi, the young man, appointed as the national teacher by the Qin Dynasty?"

"I have seen the video of this man fighting with Xue Lingzi of the Yuling Shengkui Sect at the Qin Dynasty Dharma Assembly. It seems that the Qin Dynasty is just like that. Those people are ignorant of the weather and want to stop the chariot with their arms. It is really ridiculous."

The old woman slammed the squid stick in her hand to the ground, but she chuckled.

"But, Granny You, the outside world is saying that Yi Chengzi has achieved the status of a True Lord who has broken through the limit. I have a jade image of him from the ceremony of breaking through the limit. It is really extraordinary. Granny, would you like to take a look?"

"After the Great Qin Dharma Assembly, I used a substitute to live in a body hoping to have a long talk with this person and make him join my Mirage. Unfortunately, this person smashed the body I was living in into powder after a disagreement."

The seductive woman said with some regret. She wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the old woman.

"Hua Hunzi, you have been active outside these years, and I have been guarding the sacred tree on Mirage Island. I have seen your contribution."

"When the world changes this time, we will sacrifice to the Jianmu sacred tree, and we will surely succeed in one fell swoop and communicate with His Majesty Asuna to descend. When such a great achievement is made, you will definitely benefit from it. Why bother with a person who does not know the destiny?"

"Hua Hunzi, you should focus on human sacrifices. The resources and sacrifices needed to replenish the foundation of the sacred tree exceed my estimation. Now the sacrifices to summon His Majesty Asuna are not enough."

"Child, if you don't really fight with others and judge a person's cultivation level based on the monk's aura, your five senses will be deceived and blinded."

"As the saying goes, what you hear is not true, what you see is..."

At this moment, the old woman's pupils suddenly shrank, and she saw a golden light rushing at an indescribable speed.

"Be careful!"

A strange force suddenly emerged, pushing the seductive woman aside. The old woman's eyes turned cold, and she pointed the staff in her hand. A green octopus shadow immediately flew out, trying to resist the golden light.

Boom~

The green light and the golden light suddenly collided. Just when the seductive woman's eyes showed a trace of joy of surviving the disaster, the golden light suddenly bent and turned into a ferocious dragon head, swallowing half of the seductive woman's body.

"Stupid, didn't expect that I would turn around."

The dragon head transformed by the halberd actually spoke human words and mocked.

It exuded water-like ripples all over its body, and the sharp force cut through the space. After leaving a fist-sized hole on the old woman's squid-headed staff, it pierced the sky like a dragon and flew into Yi Chen's hands again.

On the bow of the Sea-Splitting Dragon Boat, the Taoist stood against the wind, his eyes domineering!

Yichengzi, Yichengzi, the world-shattering pure Yang Yichengzi, landed on Mirage Island after following the Sea-Splitting Dragon Boat through space several times.

Yi Chen grinned towards a certain empty space and grinned: "Daoist friends from Zhentianhai City, you have followed me all the way, it's time for you to show up."

The space fluctuated, and three black-faced men in azure armor suddenly appeared with frowns: "The national teacher led many masters to our Zhentianhai City area. We were curious and followed all the way. I'm really sorry."

"Haha, the armor on you is quite interesting. It is integrated on this sea. Even I was almost deceived by you when I was not careful.

Stop talking nonsense. I have been cultivating myself recently. Considering that you belong to Zhentianhai City, if you know what's good for you, I won't keep you. If you join in the fun here, I will kill you!"

After saying this, Yi Chen looked at the dozen unlucky guys on the deck.

In order to prevent the news from leaking out, he arrested all the monks who passed by or took a second look.

The three black-faced strong men looked at each other and retreated quickly. As long as it was not aimed at their Zhentianhai City, they would never wade into this muddy water.

"National Master, I, Wushanzi, took a second look out of curiosity. You are magnanimous. Since you are here, just let me go."

On the deck, a monk who was tied up with golden ropes twisted like a maggot and begged for mercy.

He was really screwed. He just saw a golden giant boat coming against the wind and waves. He stopped to take a second look when he was out to sea to search for treasure.

Wushanzi was proficient in water escape and had a record of escaping from the hands of a seventh-level master. In the end, he was caught by the burly Taoist like a chick.

"You're talking nonsense. If you have nothing to hide, why are you running? If I find out that you are really wronged after I finish my work, I still have a thousand acres of wasteland at the foot of Zhuilong Mountain. You are so fast and strong. Help me to cultivate the thousand acres of wasteland, and my master will let you go."

Yi Chen grinned at the unlucky guy on the deck, revealing two rows of big teeth.

At this moment, just as Yi Chen was speaking, the white-haired veteran Wang Jian had already led a thousand elite black-armored monks, pulled out the three-meter-long strange black flag behind him, and threw it into the waves of the sea.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the black flags were like rain, and the Sea-Splitting Forbidden Air Array was set up in an instant, as if it had been practiced countless times.

"It is worthy of being the Black Flag Army of the Qin Dynasty that is specially used for beheading. It is really elite." Yi Chen couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart when he saw this.

"How dare you! My Mirage has always been at peace with you, the Great Qin. What do you want to do? Does the Great Qin want to go to war with our Mingdeng organization?" The old woman holding the squid-headed staff couldn't help but change her expression when she saw this. She floated over the island and roared at the old general with white hair.

Unfortunately, her fleeting panic betrayed her.

"Grandma You, aren't you curious why the state teacher treats the formation on your Mirage Island as nothing, and why we know the exact location of your Mirage Island?"

"Why?" The old woman couldn't help but wonder, and at this moment, her expression couldn't help but change.

A jade hand suddenly appeared behind her.

Boom!

"Grandma You, how about my silk-pulling magic?"

A crisp laugh full of sarcasm resounded throughout the venue, "You can die with peace of mind if I can fan you for three years."

The beautiful female cultivator flashed in front of Yi Chen in an instant, standing shoulder to shoulder with the old white-haired general, and casually shattered the banana fan in her hand into powder.

"You! You are Lian Caiyi!" The old woman was shocked and angry at this moment!

"Lin Luo greets Lord Zongsi!"

"Fellow Daoist Lian, long time no see, it seems that your cultivation is now far above this general." The old white-haired general Wang Jian laughed loudly.