Chapter 6 Conspiracy and betrayal [Please collect]
For a moment, Zhuo Bufan really thought that his career as an immortal would be full of hope.
Under the guidance of the dawn, he and the Crow Taoist flew a large group of crows to an island.
It was an island, shrouded in endless black fog. The surroundings were filled with violent thunderclouds, full of mystery and death.
The Taoist Crow flew over the island, waved his sleeves, and a golden stone fell from the cuffs into his hands.
Then he shot the golden stone towards the thunderstorm over the island and shouted loudly.
"open!"
Suddenly, a whirlpool hole slowly appeared in the crazy thunderstorm. The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and finally a hole opened up.
"Come with me!"
After the Crow Taoist finished speaking, he stepped on a group of crows and flew in. Zhuo Bufan followed closely and got into the storm hole.
Then I looked back and saw that there were still thunder and lightning bursts outside, but the island inside was safe and sound.
It's just that the weather is gloomy and the sun can't be seen. Only the light of thunder and lightning shines on the island flickeringly.
Zhuo Bufan followed Taoist Crow through the valley and came to a huge palace.
Outside the hall, two huge crow statues are majestic and jaw-dropping.
"This is my dojo, the Demonic Island of Death! Boy, now I can tell you my true identity, my master!"
"Stand still for me. Don't be frightened when you hear my reputation later."
Taoist Crow didn't look like he was bluffing Zhuo Bufan, but Zhuo Bufan had already guessed that his status was not simple.
"Listen up, I am the owner of the Dead Demon Island, one of the seventy-two islands of the Demon Dao, Taoist Crow!"
"Seventy-two Demonic Islands? Are they very powerful?" Zhuo Bufan looked at Taoist Crow in confusion. Looking at him like that, he seems to be very powerful.
Zhuo Bufan applauded perfunctorily.
"Boy, what's that expression on your face? You can't see any surprise at all." Taoist Crow looked at Zhuo Bufan dissatisfied.
After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan smiled and said: "Master, I was just a mortal before and didn't know much about the world of immortality."
Taoist Crow, who was about to get angry, squinted at Zhuo Bufan for a while, and then said.
"Yes, I forgive you for not seeing the world. Remember, in this Western world of immortality, the Seventy-Two Demonic Islands are the most powerful demonic forces. The so-called righteous path is just scum in front of our forces. We can only compromise.”
"In this western world of immortality, we, the devil, are the most powerful force of immortality."
It was the first time Zhuo Bufan heard someone claiming to be a demon and he was quite proud.
However, he basically learned from Taoist Crow that his location should be in the west of the world of immortality.
There are many islands in the Western Immortal Realm, and the Seventy-two Demonic Islands obviously means that there are seventy-two demonic island forces.
In this way, there are also north, south, east and even middle-earth.
In short, this is a vast world, and Zhuo Bufan is just a small boat in this sea of immortality, a drop in the ocean, and he seems so insignificant.
"Father, father, you are back."
While he was talking, a man in feathered clothes walked quickly from the hall.
He was wearing a genuine feather coat, made entirely of crow feathers, and his whole person gave off a cold aura.
His skin was the same as Zhuo Bufan's, dry, waxy, and lifeless. The whole person is also skinny and has a hateful appearance.
"Will I become like him in the future?"
Zhuo Bufan thought to himself.
Obviously, this man also practiced Taoist Crow's "Sutra of the Formless Dead" and became like this. However, he had obviously practiced longer than Zhuo Bufan, so he looked pale and lifeless.
This man calls Taoist Crow his father, obviously he is Taoist Crow’s son.
When Taoist Crow saw this, he showed a happy smile and said, "My son Wu Tao is back as a father."
"Father, you are back. You said you were going to Emperor Xuan's Stone Palace. You have been there for three years. I miss you so much for your son."
When Wu Tao spoke, he burst into tears and was moved to tears.
Seeing this, Taoist Crow Crow snorted coldly: "Why are you crying? My father is not dead. People who cultivate immortality must stay in seclusion for at least ten years. I can't live for three years, so why do I do this."
"Yes, yes, the child is arrogant."
Listening to the disgusting words of the father and son, Zhuo Bufan felt goosebumps fall all over the floor.
"Hey, father, this is..."
Finally, Wu Tao noticed Zhuo Bufan, so he raised his sunken eyes and looked at the man with a haggard face and unkempt hair.
"Oh, this is an apprentice that my father took in while he was traveling. From now on, he will be your junior brother, you can call him junior brother Zhuo!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Tao walked towards Zhuo Bufan with a smile on his face, then stretched out his withered claws to hold Zhuo Bufan's hand, and said, "Junior Brother Zhuo, you are welcome to the Dead Demon Island."
Then he looked at Taoist Crow and said.
"Father, I will ask my junior brothers to prepare a banquet to celebrate my father's return after victory."
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At the banquet, Taoist Crow told his disciples about his wonderful experiences in the past three years.
Zhuo Bufan listened briefly and understood.
This Crow Taoist left the island three years ago and went to an ancient ruins to seek resources for cultivating immortals.
The owner of that ruins is a legendary figure known as the 'Xuan Emperor'.
After the underground palace where he had practiced was discovered, it attracted the attention of the entire Western cultivation world, and all the great powers entered it to seek opportunities.
And he, Taoist Crow, was just a small role among those big figures.
However, Zhuo Bufan expected that Taoist Crow must have obtained some treasure, otherwise why would so many people chase him?
According to him, he escaped death many times and survived thousands of disasters to save his life.
This shows that he must have gained something from this trip to the Xuan Emperor Stone Palace.
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"Then father, I wonder if you have gained anything from this trip to the Xuan Emperor Stone Palace?"
When the banquet was about to end, Wu Tao suddenly grinned and asked Taoist Crow.
Taoist Crow was almost instinctively startled. That expression was like someone knew that he was carrying a treasure and intended to rob him, and he instinctively resisted.
However, the resistance was fleeting, and then he slapped the table in disappointment and said.
"Alas, my son, you don't know. Those who went to the Stone Garden this time were all big shots. The leaders of both the righteous and evil sects entered to compete for the treasures. Your father, I can only watch them fight for those treasures from the side."
"This trip, I really got nothing!"
The Crow Taoist said this, but Zhuo Bufan on the side smiled in his heart.
"You old man, your acting is too bad. Everyone can see that you have hidden the treasure."
Zhuo Bufan laughed, but he suddenly felt that the atmosphere on the scene was inexplicably tense.
"Father, is it really nothing, or do you not want to share it with us?" Wu Tao suddenly stood up and looked at the Crow Taoist.
The Crow Taoist frowned when he heard it, and shouted: "My son, what do you mean? Are you questioning your father?"
"Don't say there is nothing, even if there is, so what? Do you want to covet my things?"
The Crow Taoist slammed the table, and the whole hall was dead silent!
"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?"
"Are you still the filial son who cried with tears when you first saw your father? Why are you suddenly so aggressive to your father?"
Zhuo Bufan felt uneasy. He was suddenly confused and didn't know why.
The Crow Taoist pretended to be furious, trying to shock the whole audience.
However, his beloved son Wu Tao seemed unmoved at all, and walked towards the Crow Taoist who was sitting in a high position.
"Father, you may have forgotten something. I'm here to help you restore your memory."
"I heard that during this trip to the Stone Palace, Qiu Daoyou, the head of Xiaoyao Mountain of the Righteous Path, and the Demon King of the Demon Island of the Demon Path were fighting for a copy of the Xuan Emperor's True Scripture. The Xuan Emperor's True Scripture suddenly flew out of the cave and disappeared."
When Wu Tao said this, Zhuo Bufan obviously found that the face of the Crow Taoist twitched involuntarily.
"Wu Tao, is this the tone you use when talking to your father? What Xuandi Sutra? I don't understand what you are saying."
Crow Taoist is still stubborn now. Even Zhuo Bufan can see that the treasure on him is very likely the Xuandi Sutra mentioned by Wu Tao!
"Father? Do you want me to tell you clearly? In the past six months, you have been hunted by various demon islands. Isn't it because you took something you shouldn't have taken?"
"Some things are not yours, so don't think about taking them for yourself. Isn't this what you taught me since I was a child? Crow, don't envy the phoenix. Coveting things that you shouldn't covet will only bring disaster to yourself."
"Now, do you want to bring disaster to our Dead Demon Island?"
As soon as Wu Tao said this, all the disciples sitting in the audience stood up.
"Damn, what's going on? Why can't I understand it?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned.
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