I just recorded the true spirits and souls currently on the list into the immortal karma map, and suddenly a day and night have passed.
"I was so selfless when I wrote last night that there seemed to be the sound of soldiers fighting and shouting for death at the bottom of the mountain?" Seeing the bright sky, Liu Qiao suddenly said in surprise.
He rolled up the Divine Book of Heaven and put it away, and flew into the sky to escape the light.
Using the technique of luck and luck, I saw that at the foot of Qishan Mountain, there were miserable clouds, murderous intent, and a group of soldiers and horses were camping.
"Isn't this Zhang Guifang's camp? Why did he retreat to Qishan? Looking at the gloomy and gloomy camp, howling and wailing, it seems that he has suffered a defeat..."
Zhang Guifang was defeated and Liu Qiao was not surprised. The secret skills of Zhang Guifang and his predecessor Guan Fenglin were broken and they were injured.
There are no more generals in his camp, and Tao's strategy is no match for Jiang Shang's, so he will be defeated sooner or later.
"Hey!" Liu Qiao suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw a boy in a yellow coat at the foot of the mountain, leading four strange beasts into the camp.
As soon as these four strange beasts entered the military camp, they were so frightened that the horses' legs became unstable and they fell to the ground, as if all the beasts were facing the sky.
Even Zhang Guifang's horse whimpered and bowed its head.
"Suan Ni, Suan Ni, ferocious, spotted leopard...the four friends of Kowloon Island!" Liu Qiao was a little surprised.
After watching the TV series and having some experience in this life, I recognized the four immortal beasts and knew that the owners of these four beasts must be the mounts of the Four Friends of Kowloon Island.
"But why don't you see the Four Saints and just a boy? How come you are not afraid that the poor Taoist will kidnap the strange beast?" Liu Qiao smiled evilly in his heart.
Just when I was thinking about taking the opportunity to capture a mount, a gust of wind passed by me.
But it was Bai Jian who led the five gods over and said, "Elder brother (Master), the God Conferring Platform has been completed. Please check it!"
Liu Qiao had no choice but to suppress his thoughts and go to see the God of Conferment Platform with Bai Jian and the other five gods.
After all, supervising the construction of the God-conferring Platform under the decree of Yuxu Dharma, and integrating the three religions, this is the most important thing. Don't forget the big things for small gains.
When I arrived at the top of the solitary peak, I saw flags fluttering, yellow flags facing each other, and talisman banners erected.
The height of the platform is twelve feet, six feet and nine inches, not one point too much, not one point too little. It is made entirely of neat bluestones.
It is three hundred and sixty-five feet wide and circumferential, and is entirely paved with mountain jasper, shining clean and spotless.
In the center, a long pole is erected, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, with talismans written on it, and a god-consecrating platform rooted at the bottom, which is about ten feet high.
Liu Qiao checked carefully and confirmed that there was no error according to what the master said, and then nodded and said: "Okay, this is all your contribution, and the poor Taoist will also record it in the business position chart..."
"Thank you, Senior Brother (Master)!" Bai Jian led the five gods to bow down.
Liu Qiao didn't say much, took out the list of gods from his sleeve, handed it to Bai Jian and said: "Brother Bai Jian, you are an ancient god with superb Taoism. You will guard and control this list. Master and I can rest assured!"
"Master Miao Zan, Bai Jian is just barely surviving..."
Bai Jian said modestly, raised his hands above his head, bowed to receive the list of gods, and solemnly said: "As long as Bai Jian is still alive, the list of gods must not be lost!"
Bai Jian was originally under the command of the Yellow Emperor. Although he could not compare with top bosses like Tian Wu and Sheng Yi, he was once a man who chased the wind and the moon, reclaiming mountains and seas, and was no worse than Wu Shi, a first-rate ancient god.
Although he no longer has the power of gods and demons, he can barely escape from his ghost body and can use some methods. In a real fight, Liu Qiao doesn't dare to say that he can beat Bai Jian.
Therefore, True Monarch Daode has already had his talisman, and it is more than enough for him to guard the list of gods and hold the Bailing Banner to attract souls.
After Bai Jian finished speaking, he hung the list of gods on the altar, with three-foot banners hanging down, and countless talismans surging on it.
As soon as the altar was hung up, a ball of green air came from nowhere and enveloped the altar for a moment. Looking from the outside, one could only see a faint mist and a hazy atmosphere.
The names, surnames, and spells inside can no longer be seen clearly. They will only be revealed when the gods are finally enthroned.
Liu Qiao remained calm and felt deeply, feeling that he could still connect physically, mentally and mentally in the flag, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Without further ado, he turned into a rainbow and walked away. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at Xiqi City and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Nezha, Wu Ji and others were all there. When Jiang Shang saw Liu Qiao coming back, he asked, "Is the matter finished yet?"
"Master's instructions have been completed!" Liu Qiao bowed and said.
Wu Ji and Nezha were confused. They had no idea what the two men were talking about. Nezha seemed to be vaguely aware of it and frowned but said nothing.
Jiang Shang was very satisfied when he heard this, stroking his beard and said: "I can rest assured that you are doing the work. Let's go and have a rest. There will be another battle formation soon."
Liu Qiao said: "When I came here, I saw the imperial army retreating to Qishan. It seemed like they had suffered a defeat?"
"Haha...last night I watched the sky at night, watching Nezha and Nangong Shi waiting for a night battle to attack the camp, and won with one blow..."
Jiang Shang smiled and said: "Zhang Guifang lost thousands of his elite troops and tens of thousands of civilians fled. Now he can only camp on the mountain and be on the defensive."
Liu Qiao suddenly realized and said again: "But I saw a strange beast entering the camp today. I think reinforcements from the court will arrive soon. I hope Master will make preparations in advance."
"It doesn't matter, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it with the earth..."
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Zhang Guifang camp in Qishan.
As the boy in yellow coat led his horse in and reported the root cause, Zhang Guifang said with great joy: "There are many demon gangs in the Qi army, and there are endless sorcery. If we follow what the fairy boy said, when the four great immortals get here, the demon gang in Xiqi can be defeated."
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Feng Lin heard the boy saying, "I wonder when the master will come?"
"My master first went to Chaoge to meet the grand master and to report to the emperor, so he led his disciples to the camp first."
After Tong'er finished speaking, he added: "The four teachers' Five Elements Taoism is so mysterious that if you want to come here, it will only take you a moment."
Hearing this, Zhang Guifang and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly led the fairy boy down to entertain them. They also specially punished the old soldiers in the camp to wash and take care of the four strange beasts.
Not long after waiting, a scout came from outside the tent and reported: "General, there are four Taoist priests waiting at the camp gate!"
"I'll go and invite him personally!" Zhang Guifang knew that the Four Saints were coming, so she hurriedly led Feng Lin, set up their formation, and went to the camp gate to greet him in person.
Sure enough, outside the camp gate, there were four Taoist priests, either with crowns or scarves or lotus seed hoops. They looked ferocious, with green faces and fangs. They frightened the soldiers so much that they stuck out their tongues and bit their fingers, and did not dare to approach.
However, Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin were both strangers, so they were not surprised, but rather excited.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In their opinion, among the immortals, the more ferocious the ones, the more powerful the martial arts immortals are, and all of them are good at fighting.
After some pleasantries, there is no need to say more. We welcome the Chinese army under the tent and have a conversation.
Zhang Guifang broke Liu Qiao's Taoist skills, Nezha injured two of them, and the camp was attacked and retreated last night. Let's talk about the general situation.
Hearing that the two of them were injured, the four people headed by them looked at their injuries and said with a smile: "The broken muscles and bones turned out to be caused by Taiyi's Qiankun Circle. This is fine."
After saying this, he opened the gourd, poured a pill into it, chewed it in his mouth, and gave it to Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin to rub on the wound.
After a while, the bones and tendons regenerated, and the injury recovered as before.
It’s true: Haiyue’s famous mountains cultivate the body of immortals, and people who are saved often give Yiwan Dan.
Zhang Guifang and Zhang Guifang were overjoyed and exclaimed that they were worthy of the Great Immortal of Jiejiao for having such a wonderful way of rejuvenating their youth.
The Four Saints asked: "Where are Jiang Shang and his rebellious demon party now?"
The Four Friends of Kowloon Island have been refining their form in Haiyue for thousands of years, and they can be regarded as peaceful gods. However, the day before yesterday, Wen Zhong personally invited them, and his words confused right and wrong.
I heard that Jiang Shang, an abandoned disciple of the Chan Cult, led a group of juniors, instigated the princes to rebel, and used evil sorcery to stir up trouble, causing death and injury to the common people and soldiers, and causing unrest in the world.
So the four saints were filled with righteous indignation and went out specifically to protect the orthodox emperor in the world, support the orthodoxy, and capture Jiang Shangyi, the evil magician who caused trouble.
Zhang Guifang said: "It's in Xiqi City, more than seventy miles away from here!"
"Okay, quickly break out of the camp and fight back to Xiqi."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guifang did not delay, reorganized, streamlined the elite troops and horses, broke camp and went to Xiqi to kill.
With the Four Saints at your waist, you will no longer be afraid of the evil magic of the Xiqi Demon Party.
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Xiqi, in the prime minister's mansion.
"Master...can't stop, eat quickly...eat!"
"Elder brother, I...I want to drink water..."
"No, Junior Brother Wu... Why did you only bite half of it? Be tighter, you have to finish one anyway..." Liu Qiao kept urging.
In the room, Jiang Shang and Wu Ji had bitter expressions on their faces. Under Liu Qiao's urging, they gnawed on the basin-sized mianhu.
It is the steamed buns made by Lian Tian Gang Qi, with seven noodles left.
It's just that the cooled steamed buns, although still fragrant and tempting, are cold and hard, like chewing wax.
Jiang Shang felt like he was chewing on a rock. He took one bite and found that the steamed bun was fine, but he almost lost a few old teeth.
"Yushu... I really can't eat any more as a master, so let's give it all to Wu Ji..." Jiang Shang said with a bitter smile.
"How can this be done? Junior Brother Wu can only eat two at most, and the remaining five are all disciples' filial piety to you, Master..."
Liu Qiao solemnly said: "Don't stop, hurry up and eat... This one steamed bun is like the power of a tiger. From now on, I can walk in battle formations and fight. I can protect myself, so I can rest assured."
Jiang Shang was impatient and had to continue eating the cold steamed buns. He felt that after this time, he would never want to eat anything with noodles again.
As for Bukit, he had to eat even if he didn't want to eat. If he couldn't eat, he had to forcefully force it on him.
Liu Qiao has all been allocated, seven-faced tigers, Buji will eat two, and Jiang Shangshao will have to eat four or five.
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After a long while, Jiang Shang ate two steamed buns forcefully and expressed many times that he couldn't stand it.
Liu Qiao sighed and stopped urging.
After all, Master is so old and he really doesn't want to eat or can't eat, so he has no choice but to let him do it.
But...Liu Qiao turned to look at Wu Ji who was huddled in the corner eating steamed buns.
When Wu Ji saw Liu Qiao looking over, he trembled in fright, his hair stood on end, and begged for mercy: "Senior...brother, I can't eat anymore. Can you pack it up first and eat it later?"
"No, do you think it's a joke to have Tian Gang Qi enter your body? It's a big deal, but then it weakens, and then it's exhausted. Only the first time you take it can it be effective."
Liu Qiao took the remaining noodles and said, "Master ate two, and you only ate one. The remaining four are all yours..."
"Ah...I...this..." Wu Ji looked bitter when he heard this.
"Um?"
"I eat...I eat..." Wuji had no choice but to pick up the steamed buns and gnaw them again.
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After another long while, Buji's belly became round and round, but he also ate one and a half and leaned against the corner to beg for mercy.
Liu Qiao saw that he really couldn't eat anymore, so he had to give up.
As for Master Jiang Shang, he had already run out and vomited.
In the end, the two masters and apprentices, Jiang Shang ate two, and Wu Ji ate one and a half, which barely counted as two.
"There are still three-faced tigers. Alas... in a few days, once the Tiangang Qi dissipates, it will be useless..." Liu Qiao said sadly.
At this moment, Jiang Shang led Nezha back.
Liu Qiao's eyes lit up, he picked up the noodle tiger, handed it to Nezha and said, "Brother Nezha, if you eat one of these noodle tigers, you can gain a thousand catties of strength. Do you... want to try it?"
Nezha glanced at it, disgusted in his heart, and said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Tiangqi? Thank you Taoist brother for your kindness, but the lotus dharma body of the poor Taoist has infinite divine power, so why do you need this thing?"
After saying that, he reached out and took a steel sword hanging on the wall in his hand. He held the end and end of the sword with both hands and twisted it slightly, twisting the gleaming steel sword into a twist.
"Zheng..." Nezha flicked his finger, and with a crisp sound, the sword broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
After a demonstration, Nezha waved his hand and motioned Liu Qiao to move away.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Nezha is really good at what he does. He is just a poor Taoist, so that's all." Liu Qiao remained calm and praised with a smile.
Immediately, he summoned his servants and wrote a page of instructions with a pen.
He told the servants about the three-faced tigers: "Send these three-faced tigers to King Wu Cheng. After reading this letter, he will know the wonderful use."
"Yes..." The gray-clothed servant bowed in agreement, walked out of the mansion with a fierce look on his face, and rushed to Prince Wucheng's mansion.
Nezha saw this and laughed secretly in his heart: "The sorcerer Liu Qiao knows all these ingenious tricks. I don't know where he learned the heretical magic, but he actually refined the power of heaven into his body..."
In Nezha's mind, Liu Qiao and Shen Gongbao were the same type of people. They taught the side sect of Chan, except for the fundamental method, and all other Taoist techniques were learned from the demons of the left.
Liu Qiao didn't care what Nezha thought. Under Yuxu's sect, Zhenzhuan was always close to others and distant to others.
Since we can't urinate in the same pot, we can just nod and deal with each other. Anyway, whether I can achieve enlightenment or not doesn't depend on you Nezha.
Of course, no matter what he thinks in his heart, Jiang Shang is here. On the surface, the two of them are more like "Taoist brother" than "Taoist friend", and they seem to be in harmony.
While they were talking, a spy came from outside and reported: "Prime Minister, fellow Taoist priests, Zhang Guifang has mobilized all his troops and camped at the east gate!"
Jiang Shang heard this and said: "Gather all the generals!"
After a while, the three drums sounded, and soldiers, armed with armor, rushed into the Prime Minister's Mansion to discuss matters.
Huang Feihu quietly pulled Liu Qiao over and said, "Thank you for the face tiger sent by the immortal. Your great kindness will be rewarded."
"It's okay. Tianhua and I are like brothers. King Wu Cheng doesn't have to be polite."
Liu Qiao also whispered: "How much does King Wu Cheng eat? How do you feel?"
"Only eat one, and share the remaining two with Huang Ming and Zhou Ji." Huang Feihu said.
Then he said with a lewd smile: "They all agreed after eating it, the dragon is powerful and the tiger is fierce, and he can control ten women at night, hehe..."
"Isn't it the same with King Wu Cheng? The three of you are quite as powerful as the Yellow Emperor's three thousand maidens who ascended to the throne..."
Liu Qiao also smiled and said: "It's just a matter of being a queen. You have to exercise moderation. Don't overdose, otherwise you will really "ascend"."
During the exchange, the leader, Jiang Shang, slapped the table and shouted: "Generals, be silent!"
The generals who were whispering below all looked solemn and stood in line, and there was silence for a while.
Jiang Shangdao: "Zhang Guifang has regrouped and is coming to fight. He must have something to hold on to. We will fight later, so you must be careful."
"Yes..." The generals agreed one after another.
At this time, another scout came to report: "Prime Minister, generals, Zhang Guifang invites the Prime Minister to come out of the city and form a formation to fight!"
To fight in formation means to set up the formation in a dignified manner, not to mention sneak attacks.
Zhang Guifang was defeated for a while, and now the troops and horses did not have the advantage, so Jiang Shang was not afraid and sent an order: "Put up five troops and go out of the city to fight!"
"Dong...dong dong..." The war drum beat, resounding through the sky.
The three east gates of Xiqi opened wide, and countless people and horses poured out.
In the left compartment are green flags, Liu Qiao is riding a yellow gelding, and behind him is Nangong Shi, who is leading the army with five thousand cavalry in a strict formation.
On the right side is Nezha, riding on a wheel of fire. Behind him, Huang Feihu rides a five-color sacred bull. Zhou Ji and Huang Ming lead five thousand soldiers with swords and cards.
In the center is a soap-covered treasure banner. Jiang Shang rides a green-maned horse, with male and female swords. Behind him are Wu Ji and three thousand archers, forming the central army.
For a time, there was a strong wind, the flags covered the sky and the sun, and the mighty troops and horses were lined up in a line, and the front line was several miles long.
The same is true on the opposite side. Zhang Guifang formed the central camp with 6,000 elite soldiers. On the left and right wings, there were more than 10,000 old and weak civilians, also holding weapons and weapons. The flags were densely packed. Just looking at the number of people, it seemed that the military strength was better than Xiqi's.
I saw Jiang Shang sitting under the banner of Baohu, carrying a sword.
Zhang Guifang took the lead and rushed out of the formation, hoping to take the general's head in the midst of thousands of troops.
His ability and bravery will make him invincible in the world for hundreds or thousands of years, just like a god in heaven.
But it is a pity that this is an ancient period when killing gods are everywhere and capable people emerge in large numbers.
When Jiang Shang saw him coming to kill him, he laughed and said, "How can a defeated general still have the dignity to come back and show off his strength?"
"Bah! Victory and defeat are common among military strategists. Take your life!"
Zhang Guifang shouted loudly, and swung his mortar spear left and right, killing him to a bloody pulp. There were thousands of soldiers and horses in the Chinese army, but none of them could stop him.
"Zhang Guifang! How dare you be so cruel!" A shout was heard from the side, and Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and swung his gun towards him.
Seeing this, Zhang Guifang knew that she was no match for Nezha Qiankun Circle, so she did not waste any time fighting, and rode her horse back, cutting a bloody path along the way, slightly dampening Xiqi's spirit.
When Nezha saw that Jiang Shang had not given any orders, he stopped chasing and retreated back to the formation.
Liu Qiao and others did not move, but just stared at the enemy formation.
With a sound of drums, the enemy flags parted, and four Taoists walked out, riding four strange beasts.
The king demon wears a scarf and a hydrating suit, his face is like the full moon, and he rides on a beast.
Yang Sen wears a lotus seed hoop, dressed like a tutu, and wears a soap coat. His face is like the bottom of a pot, his beard is like cinnabar, he has two yellow eyebrows, and he rides a Suan Ni.
Gao You wears two solitary buns, wears bright red clothes, has a face like indigo, hair like cinnabar, a pair of upper and lower fangs, and rides a spotted leopard.
Li Xingba wears a fishtail gold crown, light yellow clothes, a face like a jujube, a long beard, and a ferocious horse.
These four people are all six or seven feet tall, with broad bodies, and they do not look like ordinary mortals. They are all gods and demons who have turned around and want to seek titles.
The four strange beasts are as huge as elephants, estimated to weigh tens of thousands of kilograms.
As soon as these four monsters appeared, their momentum was really terrifying. A ferocious aura floated into the sky, and all the horses in the cavalry were weak in bones and muscles.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Liu Qiao quickly jumped off the horse. He had known that he would not ride anymore, and it would be useless to ride.
In addition, only Huang Feihu's five-color sacred cow remained calm as if nothing happened, and Nezha's Hot Wheel was a Qianyuan immortal weapon and was not affected.
The rest of the cavalry, chariots, and all those on horseback could not hold on, and fell off their horses one after another. Only the horses whined in the field.
Lian Jiang Shang, although his strength increased greatly after eating the noodle tiger, he was not familiar with martial arts after all. He also fell off the horse, his crown and robe were crooked, and he fell upside down on all fours.
Only Zhang Guifang had good nutrition and drank the Four Holy Talisman Water long ago and was not affected at all.
Seeing this, the Four Saints did not rush for a sneak attack. They just laughed endlessly and said one after another: "Hahaha... Don't panic, Mr. Ziya, get up slowly and answer!"
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The manuscript is currently being saved, and everyone has their monthly tickets ready. If nothing goes wrong, there will be a big update on the 28th. I expect to update more than 20,000 words that day.