Taoists and monks came up in the clouds and settled down on this boundary.
Jiming Mountain is really a beautiful scenery.
The majestic mountain is three hundred miles away.
Thousands of valleys burst with water, and thousands of cliffs compete with each other.
The spiritual energy soaring into the sky turned into clouds and mist, and fell back like a man in the sky.
If you practice in this mountain range, your progress will be extraordinary. Then look at a big city in the distant mountains, raising a banner like the rising sun.
small road.
The Taoist put on a mask, and the monk used a phantom body.
Once transformed into an evil ghost, the second transformed into a powerful soul.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
As he was walking forward, a little demon suddenly caught up with him. The little demon held a dog's head on his head and said excitedly: "Two fellow Taoists, wait a moment..."
The dog demon came forward and bowed hurriedly: "You two fellow Taoists are polite, I'm Huang Ajiu."
"You two are also here to seek refuge with the Great Sage."
Taoist Evil Ghost and Monk Li Hun were indifferent.
The Taoist asked: "Why don't fellow Taoists go to Luodu Mountain instead of seeking refuge in Jiming Mountain?"
The dog demon looked at the evil ghost in the corner in surprise and said: "I've never heard of Luodu Mountain, but there is a Master Luodu who is in the state of divine transformation and is not worth mentioning. Why should I go far away from that troublesome Luodu Mountain?
Dushan. Great Sage Aung Ming is recruiting troops. If you have any elixirs, weapons, or whatever you want, of course I will come."
"Aren't these two fellow Taoists?"
"no."
The evil ghost Taoist shook his head slightly and continued: "My king invited the Great Sage Angming to have a drink, but he didn't want to go, so I came to invite him again."
"Oh."
The dog demon was surprised and quickly changed his words and said with a flattering smile: "It turns out they are two seniors. The little dog's eyes don't know Dongyue."
"It's okay."
"Let's go, you and I will go together."
"Hey, little one, let me lead the way."
On the way, small roads merge into the main road and stretch under the mountain.
The number of monsters and ghosts that were originally only in twos and threes now increased in number. When I regained consciousness, I could already see the huge army, spreading like a tide.
Taoist Evil Ghost looked at the prosperous appearance of Jiming Mountain and couldn't help but sigh: "Master, it's our job that we didn't do well."
"Chicken Cing Mountain has developed rapidly just by getting a new name. I have to say that this great sage is a real person."
"He is ambitious." Monk Li Hun took over.
Luodu Mountain is still under preparation. It only collects the elves and ghosts in the mountains and rivers of 30,000 miles. In addition, there is a shortage of manpower, so there is no such scene. Otherwise, with the seventh-level spiritual veins of Luodu Mountain, the number of mountain elves and ghosts attracted will only be more than
More here.
No, they are still drafting everything there, but here they are already starting to gain momentum by using their name.
Taoist Evil Ghost laughed and said, "I quite like ambitious people."
The dog demon didn't notice the conversation between the evil ghost and the fierce soul next to him.
He thought that leading the way would be considered a meritorious service. When he got there, these big shots would always give him a little bit of information from under his fingernails. This would be enough for him, so he worked harder and harder. Even his waist was worth a few points.
He looked at the gathering demons and monsters with more contempt in his eyes.
Go into the city.
Near the hall.
There were many spirits gathered at Nuo Da Performance Hall, with all kinds of strange shapes and forms. Monks, Taoists and dog monsters were not conspicuous among them.
On the high platform, there sat a saint with a blond hair crown and a majestic gaze.
"That's it?!"
"The Great Sage Ming Ming."
"..."
The little monsters cheered and the spirits below whispered. They only heard that they would be taken seriously and that they would be given elixirs and weapons to use. They did not expect that the Great Sage Aung Ming would personally take charge.
Taking a closer look, the monks who were able to come to the performance were all above the Golden Core level. It seemed that they had been separated by Jiming Mountain when the tide returned.
The Great Sage Aung Ming was nearly two feet tall. He stood on the high platform and said loudly: "From today on, you are all monks of Jiming Mountain."
"The royal city has granted a title to some kind of marquis, but the cultivation of a mere great sage wants us to surrender to him, plunder our land, and steal our resources..."
"Insult our wives and daughters, enslave our children and grandchildren..."
"The living ones will be his slaves in cultivation, and the dead ones will become the ghosts in his banner."
"..."
The impassioned speech resounded throughout Jiming Mountain.
In the crowd, Wu Rong, who looked at the angry mood as if he had dug up someone's ancestral grave, wondered: "Am I so bad?"
"Amitabha, don't you hear that three people become tigers? This rooster-crowing great sage controls public opinion, unlike a mountain spirit wild monster. There must be an expert to guide him in the future."
Ruzang bowed to the Buddha with one hand and continued: "Seeing is never believed, and no rumors stop at the wise. This is war."
His expression was serious, not like a compassionate Buddhist.
Wu Rong nodded in understanding. His master, Tu Shanjun, never cared about the evaluation of the outside world, nor did he care about the tiger-like public opinions, he just waited for them to ferment on their own.
But if you think about it carefully, if it were all filled with such dirty water, his development would be hindered.
As for why Ruzang knows so well, perhaps it is because he was born in Buddhism.
Buddhism not only controls its own public opinion very well, but is also good at guiding this force.
"Can't we just do our best?"
"As long as we are strong, they will always see clearly."
Hearing Wu Rong's words, Ruzang didn't expect that the Marquis would have such an innocent side. Ruzang said with a solemn expression: "The Marquis is wrong. It's important to be yourself, but these mountain spirits, ghosts, monsters, they don't understand.
What is a Taoist Lord? If you don’t understand what a Taoist bearer is, you will be able to see it for a long time.”
"They can only see immediate benefits."
"The Great Sage Cock-Crowing gave them elixirs and weapons, and they helped the Great Sage Crow-Crowing."
"Master Hou is going to do something big."
"If you want to achieve great things, you need to win the support of the people."
"If the Marquis just wants the three flowers to gather together and live forever, he can do it as he pleases. If he wants to go further, he needs their support." Ruzang said that he only wanted to think about the cultivation of those various monks who were shouting fanatically.
Whether high or low, some are still among the Nascent Soul Transformation Gods.
At first, Wu Rong was very angry when he saw this group of people.
He felt that what he did must be better than the great sage Rooster Crow.
Luodu Mountain also has seventh-level spiritual veins, complete facilities, skill secrets, magical weapons... everything is available. Why are so few monsters going to Luodu Mountain?
Why doesn't anyone know this?
He even thought it would be better to kill them all as a warning to others.
To shock the world.
Now he understands after listening to Ruzang's words that monks are blind, monsters, monsters, mountain spirits and ghosts, and all the races in the cloudy sky are also blind. If they don't really fight, no one feels weak. They need someone to guide them to perform their best.
own huge power.
Who should this person be?
I didn’t know it before, and I don’t know the future either.
At least it's him now.
Wu Rong.
Guan Minghou.
The king of the devilish earth.
If he kills all his people, who will help him?
Wu Rong said: "They don't deserve to die, they should live and live better."
His eyes slowly returned. In the past, he was a casual cultivator, and he could have grudges and grudges all over the world. But now it is different. He is a king, and he has such a responsibility.
Ruzang said in a long voice: "Amitabha."
…
"From today on, we don't want the rise of the crowned prince, just for ourselves!" the great sage shouted.
"But why does it sound so wrong to me?"
The words were cut out like flying swords.
The whole performance fell into dead silence, and the monks who were just one or two steps away were looking for him in shock.
The eyes came in.
There are hundreds of eyes.
Not to mention there is a saint overhaul on the high platform.
Being glanced at by these eyes, the dog demon Huang Ajiu standing aside was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground. His body was limp, but a big hand held him up and held him steady. The dog demon hurriedly defended:
"It's not what I said, it's not what I said..."
"It's really not what he said."
"That's what I said!"
The evil ghost Taoist next to the dog demon said calmly: "How can a mob protect a family? Or if you wait until they are of no value, just leave if you are afraid of being slapped on the butt. You can't go anywhere with the great sage's cultivation."
"What a courageous dog. Where did you come from and how dare you bark in front of my king!"
The general stepped forward and spoke angrily, his intelligence and consciousness bursting forth. It seemed that as long as the great sage nodded, he would completely tear the madman in front of him to pieces.
The Great Sage Angming waved his hand and then asked: "Where do fellow Taoists come from?"
When they heard the name 'Fellow Taoist', everyone was frightened.
Taoist Evil Ghost didn't look at it, but raised his drooped eyelids slightly, looked at Daxiu on the high platform, and said calmly: "I heard that you detained my messenger."
"It's you?!"
"It's me. You're rebelling in my territory. How many unfounded charges do you have to fabricate against me to embolden you?"
Wu Rong took off the mask on his face to reveal his true face. The aura of the top holy king shot straight into the sky, and the terrifying pressure slowly spread away like a great tide.
The Great Sage Angming sneered: "Your territory?"
"Our ancestors have lived here for generations. When did this place become your territory?"
"So, you don't recognize the royal city."
Ang Ming's expression stagnated slightly and he said calmly: "What Wangcheng means is that you are qualified to take it back, but it does not mean that it is yours. You can also ask Wangcheng to see if they will help you get it back.
I will further help you manage it, and then you can just sit back and enjoy the results.”
"Oh!"
Wu Rong smiled lightly and said: "If you are brave, hand over the envoy and I will spare your life."
"messenger?"
The great sage Aung Ming looked at the general with doubts on his face: "Are there any left?"
The general grinned and said: "Your Majesty, you have forgotten. I cooked a pot of soup, divided a thigh into pieces, and made jelly out of the remaining soup. If the Marquis wants it, it can still weigh two kilograms."
"
"Weigh three kilograms and let the Marquis take it with you to eat on the way."
"Here."
"Hahaha."
The wild laughter of monsters could be heard all around.
Even those new tricks started laughing.
That is to say, Xianlu gave them the title of monks.
Take a closer look.
The demons are seated, and the ghosts are guests.
Where are the monks?
bass.
Wu Rong's eyes were suddenly filled with blood.
Anger made him tremble slightly.
It's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I crush this damn monster to ashes.
"you."
"Damn it!"
"But I won't let you die easily."
…
"Who doesn't know how to tell lies? You can only defeat Dao Lord with a magic weapon. Why do you have the ability to kill me?"
"I have a big army here, a big formation."
"If I kill you, I will take away your position and become the Lord of Naluodu Mountain!"
The Great Sage Aung Ming spat out golden light from his mouth, and the great formation of Jiming Mountain rose from the ground. Thousands of golden lights gathered into countless golden feathers, and each feather was like a sharp holy soldier.
"kill!"
Instantly.
The Great Sage Ang Ming looked startled.
The Taoist wearing a mask that looked like an evil ghost had already appeared in front of him.
Look down.
A single-horned sword pierced his chest.
What comes into view is the ferocious face of the evil ghost.
The eyes of the Great Sage Aung Ming were full of horror.
Doesn’t it mean that the Lord of Mount Luodu deserves his name?
It was only with the help of divine soldiers that he defeated Daojun.
However, waving the magic weapon will cause him to lose most of his mana.
Why was it that the moment we met him, his body-protecting aura was torn away, and his flesh and blood body was cut open?