Chapter Fifty-Three Ghosts Show Power, Thinking of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty
The moonlight held the raft down from the sky.
There was a man standing on the raft, this man was Song Lin.
"Meet the Immortal Taixu!"
Big Mac took the lead in kneeling down, and the other Taoist priests put down their hands to salute.
These are the core disciples of the Sect of All Wonders. There are sixty-five of them in total, and all of them are at the level of Xiao Zhoutian.
Big Mac and Zhang Fuhan are about the same strength, and they are both half a step away from breaking through the Great Zhoutian.
"Tell me briefly about the situation."
Song Lin has also not been involved in mortal affairs for decades.
"Currently, there are sixty-five small Zhoutians in the headquarters of the Gate of Wonders, a total of eighty-three small Zhoutians in the outside, and 735 spiritual realms, spread across various states and counties, and most of them are local gentry and powerful."
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a strong spirit of talking about metaphysics and advocating metaphysics, so the peripheral development of Zhongmiaomen was rapid.
His footprints are all over the Han Dynasty.
"How many tigers and leopards are there?" Big Mac originally raised tigers and leopards for Wang Mang, and Song Lin also asked him to continue his line of work.
"One thousand tigers, three thousand cheetahs, and a thousand giant elephants are all raised in Xuanwu Mountain." Big Mac's expression was like offering a treasure.
"Yes, let's talk about Wuxi Man."
"The Wuxi barbarians are the southern barbarians of Wuling County (now the land of western Hunan and western Hubei). Wuxi refers to the waters near Jianghan. These people are good at water arts. During the first large-scale expedition, the Han army waded into the water and was flooded. General Fubo also
Died by assassination."
"After verification by my subordinates, the person who secretly controls Wuxi Barbarians is Wu Yun."
Big Mac said, and then he took out the secret decree of the current emperor. Since the other party only told it to be shown to the immortal, he did not open it.
Song Lin spread out the imperial edict. Above it was the edict of Liu Zhuang, the second emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty:
"Wuling is an important place for the country, and there must be no loss. I ordered you and others to send strangers to Wuling to quell the rebellion and do their best to achieve full success. I appreciate this!"
Seeing the tone above, Song Lin frowned.
"Does he regard me as a minister? How did Liu Xiu educate his son?"
Ying Ji and Ying Zheng didn't dare to talk to him like this. What kind of person is Liu Zhuang?
When Big Mac saw the contents of the imperial edict, he immediately said angrily:
"Perhaps the younger generation has not been able to see the true appearance of the immortal, so he has been negligent. I will write to Yin Lihua and ask her to discipline her strictly."
Yin Lihua is the second generation owner of Jingyue Mountain. The predecessor Luan Xiu died a few years ago.
"No need."
Song Lin's eyes flashed.
It's not that I'm angry because of this slight.
He seems to have fallen into a fixed mindset and always feels that he must repay others for their kindness.
Something like kindness can turn into hatred at any time.
Especially the emperor, a self-centered creature, will not obey others because of the words of his ancestors, nor will he be afraid of others because they are powerful, but will find ways to weaken them.
The original prestige in the Qin State was bolstered by generations of Guigu counselors, which made the Qin State feel that it was impossible to strive for hegemony without the Guigu Group, so they respected him.
"Forget it, I'll give you another chance."
Life is not easy for the Han people nowadays, and the barbarians are watching the border. If there is another civil strife at this time, I am afraid that the world will be in ruins again.
You can laugh off a small thought, and if there are any small tricks in the future, it is not too late to teach them a lesson.
As if seeing Song Lin's doubts, Zhang Fuhan suddenly spoke and said quietly: "Ancestor, why don't we cultivate our own mortal power so that we don't rely on the imperial court."
"Who are you?" Song Lin's eyes were burning.
"Back to the Patriarch, this is my eldest disciple Zhang Fuhan."
"Oh?" Song Lin looked at the boy and asked, "Do you want to join the world?"
Zhang Fuhan mustered up his courage and said, "Yes."
"Okay, you can come down the mountain now. I grant you the right to establish a sect. Please make sure you don't reveal the name of me and the Gate of Wonders."
"Thank you, Patriarch."
After that, he handed him the follow-up method of refining the true energy, and asked Zhang Fuhan to go down the mountain immediately. Big Mac just wanted to intercede, but was stopped by Song Lin.
"Everyone has his or her own destiny, so why are you so worried about it?"
Seeing this person leaving, Song Lin was looking forward to it.
Next came other things. Song Lin asked again: "Are you confident in dealing with the Wuxi Barbarians?"
"Of course, our Tiger and Leopard Army are enough to kill him!" Big Mac said confidently.
"Okay, let's go!"
All sixty-five monks from the Gate of Wonders set out.
Big Mac holds the Hunyuan Hammer and leads the tiger and leopard over the mountains.
On the other side, the world's powerful monks gathered an army of 10,000 people, prepared their own food and grass, and set off towards Wuling County.
One month later.
The Nanman met an army of ten thousand.
But when they repeated their old tricks and tried to summon ghosts and gods to assassinate them, they were cracked by the monks of the Miaomen.
The tiger and leopard army was not afraid of the flood and overwhelmed the barbarian army.
The leader of the giant is simply a god of death on earth. With a body that is one foot long and a sledgehammer that weighs thousands of kilograms, if it touches even slightly, it will be instantly shattered into pieces.
Under the leadership of the Tiger and Leopard Army, they reached the enemy's base camp next to Dongting Lake in less than three days.
"kill!!"
boom!
Big Mac fell from the sky, landed next to the barbarian soldier riding the iron beast, smashed the soldier's head with one palm, and then tore the iron beast in half, bathing his body with blood.
"Boys! Come together!!"
Big Mac roared, followed by thousands of tigers, leopards, elephants and 10,000 elite Han soldiers.
There are also dozens of monks who harness red light to fight evil spirits.
At this time, the situation suddenly changed and dark clouds rolled in.
Dongting Lake set off a hundred-foot wave, which was about to pour down on the army.
"Haha, old ghost Wu Yun, your opponent is me!!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the immortal came riding on the moonlight.
Above the waves below, a dark cloud figure condensed.
"It's you again, Xiuyueren? You attacked me once before. Do you really think you can't defeat me? I don't have to kill you anyway!!" Taoist Wu Yun mocked.
He has been fighting with the Moon Cultivator for who knows how many years, and he has a clear understanding of the Moon Cultivator's abilities.
After that, the tide surged towards Song Lin, and the tide concealed the diamond sword and the evil ghost with its teeth and claws.
The evil ghosts took the shape of water and sat on the waves. There were hundreds of them.
"Um?"
More ferocious?
boom!
The true energy circulates, the jade-like skin climbs into dark lines, a horn grows on the forehead, and the black hair turns red.
The demonic energy is overwhelming, like the devil coming to the world.
"ah!!"
The evil ghost screamed, its body dissipated, the diamond sword fell into the air, and Song Lin disappeared out of thin air.
"What?" Wu Yun was shocked.
Is this still the Moon Cultivator of the Moon Immortal?
Suddenly, Song Lin's figure appeared below.
One punch!
boom!
Wu Yun's figure was scattered and turned into dark clouds.
Dozens of jet-black light pillars form a fence, sealing off all directions. This is the Taiyin Soul-falling Fence.
Wu Yun gathered and formed, and was about to counterattack.
Song Lin came to him again at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.
boom!
Shoot out a black dragon's true energy contaminated by ghost power, and two demonic fires.
The true energy hit Wu Yun's chest, the ghostly energy was like a tarsal maggot, and the demonic fire spread rapidly throughout his body.
"Ahh!!"
Wu Yun screamed in pain, dashing left and right among the gradually shrinking fence!
"let me go!"
"I will fight with you!"
"I was wrong!"
"Haha, you think killing me will solve the problem? We are everywhere!"
Wu Yun went from yelling to begging for mercy, and finally said a harsh word, and then disappeared.
A diamond sword and a jade Ruyi fell out of the dark cloud-like body.
Song Lin took a photo from the sky and got the jade Ruyi rare treasure.
The cause and effect of the Zhiguai Catalog instantly increased to 10%.
The whole process takes no more than one stick of incense.
I have reached the stage of purifying my true energy, which is not much different from these Hunyuan realms.
Coupled with the powerful increase of the evil ghost's glazed body, it was simply overwhelming.
Unexpectedly, the other party has no entity.
At this time, Song Lin noticed the silence below.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the monster in the sky that looked like a ghost king with the moonlight above its head.
Just when Song Lin was worried that his image would be shattered, the crowd burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.
"Immortal Taixu!!"
"Long live the Taixu God!"
Some people knelt on the ground and worshiped despite the mud, and their faith became more and more pious.
"I see."
Song Lin was stunned for a moment and then understood.
The belief in Kunlun mythology is still in the barbaric era, and people mainly respect and fear immortals.
If he didn't have three heads, six arms, a dragon's head and a human body, he would be embarrassed to say he was a god.
The news that everyone had annihilated the Wuxi Barbarians spread quickly to all directions.
People shouted that the emperor was holy.
When the news reached Liu Zhuang's ears, he was not happy, but deeply worried.