Chapter 334: Abandon Darkness and Turn to Light (6k 2000 monthly votes plus)

Chapter 334: Abandon Darkness and Turn to Light (6k 2000 monthly votes plus)

It was August 12, one hundred and twenty-sixth year of the Datong calendar, and the weather was fine.

The third day after Wang He and his son were hanged at the city gate.

Xiao Tiecheng.

The Lord of the City, Xiuhu Zhenren, who was preparing to start a new and beautiful day in his mansion, looked at the phantom of the alien beast rising outside the city with a confused look on his face. He looked up to the sky and roared, and the Nascent Soul-level momentum overwhelmed the whole city. Another cold voice said:

"It is now being investigated that Wang He, an official member of the Datong Association, was killed and his body was hung outside Xiaotie City. Such behavior is a serious provocation to our Datong Association."

"I ordered the Lord of Xiaotie City to hand over the murderer within one day, don't say that I was unprepared!"

"What happened?"

Master Xiuhu's expression changed greatly, and he was about to fly up to the sky to negotiate, when he saw the phantom of the alien beast just glanced at him lightly. He felt that the souls of the dead were rising behind him, and it seemed that if he took one step closer, his life would be in danger.

He had long heard about the Datong Association's Mist Shadow Taoist Legion, which consisted of twelve people. Once the formation was complete, it could transform into various monsters of the Demon Emperor level.

Although he is not as powerful as the real Demon Emperor, he is still able to crush those below the Nascent Soul level.

He is only a mid-stage Jindan, how can he compare with such combat power.

Suppressed by a look, Xiuhu Zhenren fell down in despair. It took him a long time to react, and half-frightened and half-angry shouted at the steward who came over:

"Go and find out! What happened? Who provoked Datonghui!"

"I want to cut him into pieces!"

The treatment of a small qi cultivator is not worthy enough for the city lord to pay personal attention to.

Those are all the hard work of my subordinates.

The housekeeper is an old man from the City Lord's Mansion, but he has never seen the City Lord like this.

When the beast tide was at its peak, the city lord was in a strategizing manner and did not pay attention to some monster beasts at all.

After all, he really couldn't beat him. If he hid in the sect, no matter how many people died there, it wouldn't matter to him.

He didn't dare to neglect, and quickly mobilized everyone. Finally, after half an hour, he figured out the ins and outs of everything.

…

The lobby of the City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Bao, who was about to escape, knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Not long after he left the village, he was caught by the foundation-building monks of the City Lord's Mansion. Before he could say anything, he was slapped twice so hard that he lost several teeth.

He has a burly figure, and his steel-like muscles cannot even be cut through by a sword, but at this moment he feels a bit chilly, his hairs stand up one by one, and big beads of sweat can't help dripping from his forehead, but he doesn't even make a sound. Dare not send it out.

Because kneeling with him was the young master of the Zhou family, the master of the Zhou family - he regarded him as a god-like existence.

Now, the sky is falling.

He knew what was going on.

Datonghui's warning spread throughout Xiaotie City.

He would be deaf if he didn't know.

But he really couldn't figure it out.

Wang He, whom he regarded as an ant, his tattered token was actually real!

But how could a small qi-practicing monk and a commoner who had sneaked across the country be worthy of causing Datonghui to launch a war?

Are all the people in Datonghui so idle?

Suddenly, Wang Bao heard the excited shouts of Mr. Zhou beside him.

"Steward Qian, Steward Qian, we don't know anything. It really has nothing to do with us!"

Wang Bao looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, about thirty years old, wearing the outer uniform of a wealthy official. His eyes were cold at this moment, which reminded him of the demon wolf coming down from the mountain at night.

"You are so brave, you even dare to kill people from the Datong Association!"

Steward Qian immediately clarified the matter, then raised his hands towards the south and made a virtual salute.

"Datonghui has helped us guard the Soul Control Realm all these years, so we have a stable life for you and others. Now you dare to risk the disapproval of the world to execute the people of Datonghui. You really deserve death!"

"This time, the city lord must give an explanation to Datonghui. In view of past friendship, if you have any last words, I can tell them to you and other family members on your behalf."

"Damn it! It's all you bitch slave!"

Seeing Butler Qian's unquestionable tone, Mr. Zhou's body suddenly stiffened, and his face looked as if he was mourning for his heir.

Then he looked at Wang Bao, his eyes were stern, and he was full of momentum. He pressed down with his palm and was about to kill him on the spot to vent his hatred.

But he was caught lightly by Butler Qian.

"Brother Zhou, this is a person who is going to be handed over to Datonghui. You can't kill him."

Wang Bao walked through life and death, his face turned pale, his breathing became rapid, and he said quickly:

"Steward Qian, Mr. Zhou ordered me to do this. He robbed Wang He's fiancée, so he asked me to kill him. I was just following orders!"

"It turns out to be a personal grudge!"

Butler Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at Wang Bao and asked:

"Please tell me carefully what is going on?"

The city lord didn't want to show up for this matter because he wanted to take it out, saying that he didn't know and it was his subordinates who messed around.

But it’s not easy to take it out.

Because the order to prevent people from Xiao Tiecheng from smuggling out was indeed issued from the city lord's palace.

Even if his subordinates kill people from Datonghui, they are only following the orders of the city lord.

Therefore, if the murderer was really to be handed over, everyone from Wang Bao to himself would have to become accomplices and have to pay for the life of a qi-training monk.

But if this matter turns out to be a personal grudge, deliberately deceiving the City Lord, and acting in the name of the City Lord's Mansion, then the City Lord's responsibility will be reduced a lot.

As the confidant of Master Xiuhu, Steward Qian naturally has to share his worries.

Wang Bao seized the opportunity and hurriedly told the details of the grudge between Wang He and Mr. Zhou. He said aggrievedly that he was just following orders. It was Mr. Zhou who told him not to worry about Datong, saying that Datong would not care about it. Come here.

He was confused for a moment and made a mistake.

"Okay! Okay!"

Butler Qian almost couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if there was a bright future in a village.

"It turns out that the culprit is you, Zhou Mingyi. Now you don't have to give your last words. The entire Zhou family will be here to accompany you."

In order to show the sincerity of the city lord, the higher the identity of the murderer, the better.

As long as it's not you who dies, it doesn't matter how many others die.

"Keep an eye on them. Before the people from Datonghui come, not a single hair will be missing."

Butler Qian didn't pay attention to the wailing behind him, turned around and left excitedly, wanting to tell the city lord the good news as soon as possible.

…

The next day.

Xiao Tiecheng, the gate of the city.

The gallows originally used to hang corpses for public display were all cleared away.

Flowers were replanted on both sides of the road overnight, the city walls were cleaned, and even the people watching the excitement put on new clothes and cultivated professional smiles so as not to stain the eyes of the Datong envoys.

Wang Bao and the many accomplices who broke into the Wang family that day, Wang He's second brother Wang Jiang, his pregnant daughter-in-law, the Young Master of the Zhou family, and all the relatives of the family leader were all wearing prison clothes and kneeling in front of them.

In front of these people were two open coffins.

Inside were the slightly shriveled bodies of Wang He and Wang Miao, father and son.

Both of them were laid to rest, with all the dirty scars on their bodies disappearing, their eyes closed, and peaceful smiles on their faces.

While Master Xiuhu was waiting anxiously.

A giant building ship flying the flag of the Datong Association sailed from the sky.

The building ship, which was hundreds of feet long and tens of meters high, was like a giant beast from the ancient times that was swimming in the void. The mere sight of its shape brought a strong oppressive force, making everyone breathless.

Many of the melon-eaters who were waiting a little bored at the gate of the city let out suppressed low voices, and their tone was very shocking.

Master Xiuhu was still trying to keep his composure.

But Jin Dan, who was already protected from the cold and heat, still had his temples soaked with sweat.

He suddenly realized that this matter was far more than just handing over a murderer.

Fortunately, he was still complacent, thinking that he had found the murderer and picked himself clean.

But at this time, he could no longer escape.

The building boat slowly stopped in the sky in front of the city gate, and then a slender middle-aged man and a bald young man with red lips and white teeth flew down from the building boat.

Master Xiuhu came forward to greet him, held his hands in greeting and said:

"May I ask which fellow Taoist from the Datong Society? I am She Tianqi, an inner disciple of the Yuling Sect, with the Taoist name Xiuhu, and the lord of Xiaotie City."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and returned the greeting: "I am Huang Xiaoliu. I have no Taoist title. I am currently the person in charge of Datonghui Beihuang Province. You can call me Governor Huang. This is my assistant, Sun Fuhu, who calls himself Walker."

Huang Xiaoliu is an old man who has witnessed the ups and downs of the Datong Association until it soars into the sky. Although he only has fake elixir cultivation, his belief in the True Monarch of Great Love has been verified by time and reality.

In addition, he humbly studied the sayings of the True Monarch of Great Love, implemented the spirit of Datong with practical actions, and always went to the places where Datong needed him most.

Therefore, after the order to open up wasteland in the north was issued, he was transferred from the Datonghui Inspection Department to the governor of the Northern Wasteland Province. He held a high position of authority and could mobilize a three-digit Taoist army under his command. He also had a protective amulet personally given by the True Monarch of Great Love.

Not to mention the True Monarch Nascent Soul, even if the Reverend Transformation God comes, he can block a move before dying.

And this young bald man is a talented monk trained little by little by the Datong Society.

As the first generation of new monks who grew up under the rule of the Datong Society.

The young man came from an ordinary background, his parents were ordinary people, and he had practiced some superficial skills, but it was difficult to even get started.

Originally, his destiny was to learn some low-level skills at most. After getting started, he would have the opportunity to farm for real men.

But Datonghui changed everything.

His parents were allocated one acre of spiritual land, but they could have been allocated more.

But the cultivation level of the two of them is too low, and serving an acre of spiritual land is already the limit.

And this acre of spiritual land changed the boy's destiny.

With these meager resources and the rudimentary skills he learned from his parents, the young man managed to break through several realms in a row.

At the age of thirteen, he had already broken through the middle stage of Qi training.

It's just that the Datong Association does not care about geniuses, but prefers people with mediocre qualifications.

Therefore, even if the young man joined Datonghui early due to his qualifications, he did not receive much preferential treatment.

But the boy had no resentment.

On the contrary, as he truly and deeply studied the thoughts of the True King of Love, he agreed more with the beliefs of the Great Harmony than others.

Even a genius cannot sit back and enjoy his success.

Therefore, he calls himself a practitioner because he wants to spend his whole life practicing the great harmony of the Great Love for the True King.

He started from the bottom of the Datong Association. With his amazing qualifications, even with the same resources, he can exert exponential effects.

Take the lead in every mission and battle, exchange merit for resources, and break through the foundation and golden elixir step by step.

Although Datonghui mainly focuses on cultivating fake elixir real people, if they can break through the golden elixir realm with their own abilities, they will naturally be happy to see it happen.

Moreover, Venerable Yu Da will not collect the spiritual energy of Heaven from Master Jin Dan.

After all, being able to break through in such barren conditions and still refuse to leave must be a new generation of monks who strongly agree with the concept of Datong. With a little training, they will become the backbone of the Datong Association. He can still understand this relationship.

Until the land reclamation order was issued this time, the young man was transferred to Huang Xiaoliu's subordinates, and he blocked countless assassinations for Huang Xiaoliu.

After all, Huang Xiaoliu's strength was too low and his position was too high, making it too easy for people to commit crimes.

At this moment, the young man's bald head showed a sunny smile to Master Xiuhu.

"I am Sun Fuhu. I have met the real Xiuhu."

Master Xiuhu's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood from the young man who called himself Walker, with blood gushing out.

This is a vicious person!

And this name actually conflicts with him.

"Don't dare, Datonghui is worthy of being a disciple of His Holiness. As expected, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I think Master Sun must be less than a hundred years old, right?"

Huang Xiaoliu answered for him: "The traveler is not yet six years old."

"Master Xiuhu, there is no need to gossip. Have we found the murderer we want?"

As soon as Master Xiuhu heard what was going on, he quickly regained his composure, pointed at the kneeling prisoners behind him and said:

"Don't worry, Governor Huang. All of these murderers have been brought to justice, as well as Wang He, who died innocently and tragically. I have also made proper arrangements. I heard that he had married a wife and had children in Beixuan City, so I took it upon myself to arrest the murderer." The Zhou family's property was confiscated and compensation was given to his wife and children.

As for these murderers, I will never cover them up and leave them to your disposal. "

Huang Xiaoliu looked at the Wuyang group of people kneeling on the ground and knew that Master Xiuhu was really frightened.

But what they want is something as simple as a murderer.

Ever since Wang He's death was reported by the hidden spies of the Datong Society, the news had gone straight to him, the governor, because this was an excellent excuse.

Datonghui never fights nameless battles.

Whenever there is a battle, it is necessary to have a good reputation.

The same was true for Chongming City back then and the entire Xuanyang Realm that followed.

However, as the president conveyed the intention of expansion many years ago, he, the governor who is adjacent to the Yuling Realm, has been patiently waiting for the opportunity.

Without the death of Wang He, his original plan would have been to arouse the dissatisfaction of the local monks step by step, and then, under the instigation of secret spies, join forces to rebel, and even take the initiative to welcome Datong to divide the fields, eliminate demons, and protect the people. flag.

At that time, Datong will enter the realm of Yuling, which means it will comply with the people's wishes and be highly anticipated.

As for Yulingzong's opposition, it doesn't matter.

Because for the Datong Association, those high-level monks have never been the ones that must be won over.

"City Master Yu was able to find so many people in a short period of time. I guess he took a lot of trouble."

Huang Xiaoliu took a step closer and sighed in Xiuhu Zhenren's ear.

"pity."

Before Master Xiuhu understood what these words meant, he felt a violent wave explode in front of him, and then Governor Huang flew directly backwards and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Buzz!

Master Xiuhu was suddenly stunned and temporarily lost his ability to think.

"He...I...didn't..."

He pointed at Huang Xiaoliu on the ground and then at himself. He couldn't even speak clearly for a while.

Sun Fuhu glared angrily, and his voice spread for dozens of miles.

"In the past, you and other thugs killed members of our Datong Association. Now, disciples of the Yuling Sect attacked the Governor of Datonghui's Beihuang Province in public. Do you really think that our Datong Association is empty?"

"Mist Shadow Army!"

"Here!"

A phantom of a strange beast quickly rose from the building ship. The huge shadow covered half of Xiaotie City, and the mountain-like aura suppressed everyone.

"From now on, Xiao Tiecheng will be temporarily taken over by the Datong Association. No one is allowed to enter or leave without authorization. Anyone who disobeys the order will be shot!"

Thick dust rose in the distance.

Then there was a loud rumbling noise.

Master Xiuhu looked away and saw an orderly army of monks riding on a black-armored dragon horse with ferocious horns, stepping on the ground.

His legs and feet suddenly became weak.

Now, he understood everything.

If they were just seeking revenge, a small team of Taoist soldiers would be enough to massacre the entire Xiao Tiecheng.

But now that so many monks have come to the Datong Association, then they are not here to take revenge, but to take over the entire Xiaotie City.

Xiuhu Zhenren's thoughts were spinning in his mind, trying to find a way out.

In the end, he desperately realized that he had no way to escape.

Because if he dared to escape at this time, Datong would dare to let him go.

But as soon as he left, he fled out of fear of crime. The accusation of assassination was completely confirmed and could not be washed away no matter what.

As the Datong Association was so powerful, the sect was afraid that he would personally capture him and bring him to the Datong Association to make amends. Even if he escaped by chance, he would probably have to live in fear and uneasiness for the rest of his life.

But if he doesn't leave, will Datong be willing to let him go as an "assassin"?

At this desperate moment, Master Xiuhu treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor and looked up to the sky and shouted:

"I have admired the Datong Association for a long time, and now I am willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side. I will bring the millions of people of Xiao Tiecheng to welcome the King of Datong!"

…

The second month when Xiao Tiecheng passively abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side.

Yuling Realm, the frontline battlefield.

True Lord Scarlet Fly is the supreme commander of the frontline monk army and sits in the central camp. As the son of the former head of the Yuling Sect and the White Dragon Spirit Emperor, True Lord Scarlet Fly has a special status and a high status, making him the best candidate for commander.

He did indeed do a good job, firmly blocking the demon army from outside the border.

It's just that small groups of monsters are scurrying behind, so he can only organize a scout team to patrol and kill, but if there are more, he will be powerless.

This day.

He had just received urgent information from the rear, but after a cursory glance, his expression changed drastically.

He got up to leave the camp.

I saw a thick layer of fog rising around the camp at some point.

How could True Lord Scarlet Snake, who had cooperated with the Mist Shadow Legion many times, not know that this was the specialty of the Mist Shadow Legion.

After the thick fog rises, even if the Nascent Soul Lord is not prepared in advance, he will be deceived and turn a blind eye.

And those who are trapped in the formation naturally complain that the sky is not responding and the earth is not working.

So this small area became the prison prepared for him by the Fog Shadow Army.

Lord Scarlet Snake looked at the shadowy figure in the thick fog and was shocked.

Are all the fog shadow Taoist soldiers on the front line gathered together?

Although a team of fog shadow Tao soldiers is nothing, the power of the fog shadow formation can be stacked, and can be stacked up to 108 Tao soldiers. At this time, the power of the formation is enough to trap the large formations in the later stage of Nascent Soul. Monk.

Of course, this requires preparation in advance.

No Nascent Soul monk would be stupid enough to step into the trap.

However, the Wuying Dao soldiers were the foreign aid. In order to show his sincerity, he specifically gave them permission to enter the camp at will without any communication.

After all, he never imagined that the enemy of the demon clan was on the side, and the Wuying Taoist soldiers would take the initiative to fight with him.

"May I ask which legion commander is here? What does this mean?"

A red light loomed behind True Monarch Scarlet Snake, and the tail of a huge red python covered with scales came out, swinging gently in the air.

"If you take action against me, you won't be afraid of chaos in the front line, and the monsters will take the opportunity to break through the defense line. When the time comes, thousands of monsters will invade the rear, and countless people will die as a result. Don't you Datong Association boast of great love? Can you bear to see this? tragedy happened?"

"True Lord Scarlet Snake is right. For the sake of the safety of many people, I ask you to arrest him without restraint."

A tall, strong man with a body like an iron tower walked out of the thick fog and replied with a smile:

"Sang is willing to swear on the honor of our president that he will never harm the true king."

"It turns out to be the commander of the Sang Army. Your Datong Association is really ambitious. Just relying on the protection of Venerable Taohua, you wantonly attacked our Yuling Sect. We have reported this matter to the envoys of the Immortal Sect. Soon, Venerable Jiuyang will He will make the decision for us!”

True Monarch Scarlet Snake's face turned cold, and his exposed skin was suddenly covered with red scales.

"Do you think you, the fake alchemy monks, can stop me?"

Roar!

After roaring, his whole body turned into a huge red python, which was thousands of feet long. It coiled together to form a small mountain.

Behind him is a pair of slightly dreamy transparent wings.

These are the spiritual treasure Yinglong wings that he spent hundreds of years building for his Beast King body. They can control the power of wind, greatly increasing his speed.

Powerful strength, coupled with extreme speed, makes you invincible.

His cold pupils stared at the phantoms of strange beasts that emerged from the thick fog.

These phantoms finally formed an illusory mirage dragon, which was much larger than the red python, but its power was not solid.

Peng!

Red light passed by, and a cloud of mist exploded.

The two behemoths fought in this crowded environment with a radius of less than ten miles.

And outside the main business.

The monks who stayed behind were resting in boredom. They had just retreated from the battlefield to repair themselves and did not pay attention to the battle next door.

…

The demon army camp.

However, several demon generals were keenly aware of the Nascent Soul aura disappearing one after another on the front line, as well as the momentum that erupted from time to time.

"Is this? Internal strife?"

They are old opponents who have competed with the Fog Shadow Army many times, and this sudden hiding feature is too obvious.

"Could it be a trap?"

"Whether it's a trap or not, you'll know once you try it."

A demon king with a pair of antlers on his head and scales at the corners of his eyes said fiercely.

"That's right. I can't fight and run anyway."

Another Demon King, who looked like a human race, crossed his arms and smiled.

Finally, there was a charming female demon emperor. She looked in front of her and nodded.

But as soon as the three demon kings appeared on the battlefield ahead, there were already people waiting for them.

It was a monk with a bald head and a red beard, who was clearly the True Lord of the Sun.

"Venerable Peach Blossom has an order. From today on, the Yuling Realm will be protected under his name. You have a deadline of one month to withdraw all the troops. Otherwise, if the Venerable comes, you will have no way to survive!"

Having said that, the Great Sun True Monarch turned around and left, not even taking the Demon Emperor, who represented the three demon kings, in his eyes.

"Damn it! He retreated as soon as he was asked! What do you think we are?"

The Antler Demon King was a general under the Black Dragon Demon Lord, with a rather violent temperament, but despite the scolding, he really didn't move.

Another demon king with no demon clan characteristics touched his chin and sighed:

"Venerable Peach Blossom, you are so majestic."

He is the adopted son of Yishan Demon Lord.

Thinking of his previous sworn brother who was over 100 years old, died in the Xuanyang realm, but in the end it was nothing.

He said no more.

"The Venerables of our clan have told us that if we encounter Venerable Peach Blossom, we must stay away."

The Charming Demon Emperor is naturally Qingqiu Fox Lord's subordinate, and she has the least burden.

"Since Venerable Peach Blossom has given the order, how can we resist His Majesty? This is not a crime of war."

"Retreat then?"

"retreat!"

In less than a month, after the Demon King above took the initiative to retreat, and no bloodline curse broke out at this moment, many demon clans retreated to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains on their own.

They are also born from their parents, so they are not willing to fight against the human race casually. (End of chapter)