Chapter 1052: Recruitment

Chapter 1052: Recruitment

Wu Rong frowned.

The evil energy gathered around him and a human figure appeared.

When he saw the tall figure, the demon hurriedly knelt down on the deck of Yun Nian.

His impression of King Dongyue was still legendary.

The Ancient Emperor of Dongyue, also known as the Qing Emperor.

The royal city is located in a place where the cloudy sky is extreme, and it is orthodox in the true sense.

All the forces in Yintian were entrusted with the royal city.

"Master, what does the letter say?"

After returning to his seat, Tu Shanjun was very surprised as he scanned the letter back and forth several times before handing it to Wu Rong and said, "Read it for yourself."

Wu Rong took the letter and opened it to take a look.

His complexion changed slightly.

He asked in shock: "Could it be that the other party has the ability to predict the future?"

"Otherwise, how could we be found so accurately? Although we didn't point out our plan, this move clearly shows that the other party has mastered it."

Throughout.

Thousands of words are written eloquently.

Wu Rong could only read four words.

‘Promoted to a higher position. ’

"Why did the ancient emperor send the invitation, and it was through someone from the organization." Wu Rong murmured softly.

"organize?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes darkened slightly, and it was all over the world, and there were strict selection and execution, as well as code names one by one. It seemed that he wanted to reproduce the Star Lord Mantian in this way.

It would be a big mistake to still regard the other party as a simple killer or an intelligence agency.

"It's not surprising that the Holy King named Lou Jingou has already sent the letter."

Wu Rong nodded slightly and sighed: "I should have stopped him if I had known earlier."

He doesn't want to be associated with great supernatural beings yet.

These people are so enigmatic that they cannot be felt at all on ordinary days, but they are everywhere, as if they are sitting high up in the sky overlooking the world. When ordinary people look up, there is only the blue sky above, and they have no idea of ​​the ultimate supernatural power.

As a monk with little knowledge, Wu Rong felt even more uneasy.

Tu Shanjun could see the faint fear lingering in his disciple's heart.

It was the awe of the unknown and the instinct of a monk to stay away from danger.

He comforted him by saying: "The ancient emperor has great supernatural powers. If you can stop him this time, there will be another one. If you go to the cloudy sky, one day you will fall into the opponent's eyes."

Having said this, Tushanjun chuckled a few times.

"Master, do we accept the recruitment?"

"When I went to the underworld, it was because of the turbulence of time and space that I fell into the depths of the barrier."

"There..." Tu Shanjun recalled.

"What is implemented is the enfeoffment system, the establishment of feudal states..."

Tushanjun popularized Yintian's system to Wu Rong in his chat.

When he first arrived in the underworld, he was quite surprised, how could there be a feudal system and five levels of titles based on cultivation, that is, Duke, Prince and Boy.

A duke is also called a ‘prince’, and those who reach this stage can be crowned kings, and so on.

According to Wu Rong's cultivation level, if he couldn't break through Dao Lord, he wouldn't be able to reach the superior Marquis.

Thinking of the Taoist Lord from the Shura tribe, who was a marquis, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general can make thousands of bones wither."

At that time, I really thought that Daojun was too simple, and I just thought that the other party was afraid of the strength I had gained.

It wasn't until he saw the old boatman rowing on the Bloody Sea in the Treasure House that he stopped him and explained to him the issues of cultivation and what it means to be close to immortality. He then realized that the old boatman's moral character was definitely not low.

If it weren't for the old boatman, the Taoist Lord of the Shura tribe would probably take action.

After the words fell, Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong.

Since Wu Rong chose Yintian, he should know something about Yintian.

After hearing what his master said, Wu Rong immediately activated his meditation method to sweep away the faint fear in his heart.

Seriously analyzed: "The disciples believe that if you really want to establish an underworld in Yintian, you have to accept the recruitment of the royal city. The royal city has been orthodox since ancient times. If there is no orthodoxy, everything may not go well."

“Besides, it’s difficult to accomplish such a big thing on our own.”

"Not to mention the distance, just the method of transporting troops over a long distance makes us think hard."

Wu Rong muttered: "It's a pity that the disciple has not yet attained enlightenment."

"Otherwise, this trip will be more secure."

Tu Shanjun said with a smile: "Your cultivation speed has been astonishingly fast, on par with the great sect saint masters. Besides, there is nothing in this world that is completely certain."

Wu Ronglian said that he was still far away, and while stopping at the cloud chariot, he asked: "How about discussing it with the ancestor first?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly: "It is certainly a good idea to go back to the sect to consult with the ancestors, but once you go back, you will not only face the ancestors, but also a huge sect. The forces of all parties are intertwined. It is easy to go back, but it will be difficult to figure it out again. Good to come out.”

To put it bluntly, Tu Shanjun did not trust Taiyi Shengxian Sect in the face of such a major event.

In the final analysis, the sect is also composed of people. The ancestor can rely on his prestige and strength to make a statement, but that cannot solve the fundamental contradiction.

Now that Wu Rong has returned to the sect, it will be easy for him to fall into trouble.

"You are absolutely right." Wu Rong suddenly realized.

Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong.

How could Wu Rong, who was so smart, not know such a simple truth?

The only explanation is that he is still afraid.

Once a person is afraid, he will seek help and shelter, and apart from his master Tushanjun, the only person he can think of is his ancestor whom he met not long ago.

Tushanjun clicked between his eyebrows.

Lead forward.

A blood jade gourd appeared in his hand.

Give it a shake.

The palm-sized gourd expanded in another circle.

Looking at the gourd in front of him, Tushanjun had a complicated expression and said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for the supreme sword energy passed down by the ancestor jade statue, I wouldn't have the courage to deal with the great supernatural power."

He will never forget the brilliance and beauty of this sword energy, and the incomparable courage it gave him.

Even if it is facing a great supernatural power that crosses the boundary, it can resist it.

From then on, Tushanjun really understood that the great supernatural power is still a cultivator, not an immortal.

Cultivators will fail and die.

They are at a high level and have deep Taoism, but they still cannot transcend.

Relatively speaking, it is just powerful. Just like the great cultivators he faced when he was practicing Qi, which one is not stronger than himself, why would he be afraid, why would he be afraid.

"Now I pass it to you!"

Tushanjun stretched out his hand and handed over the blood jade gourd.

Wu Rong was stunned.

The demon head on the side widened his eyes and stared at the blood jade gourd.

It suddenly remembered what happened in the past. At that time, the old devil was expelled from Taiyi Sect, but encountered a strange thing before leaving the mountain gate. The old devil asked it if it saw anything, and it said it didn't see anything.

Suspected that it was a ghost.

However, the old devil knocked it and said that he was the ghost.

It turned out that it was not a ghost at that time, but a supreme sword energy passed down by the jade statue of the ancestor, which was now placed in the gourd of Yuansheng Shengmo.

Listening to the old devil's story again, this sword energy really competed with the great supernatural power across the realm.

And now, he wants to pass this thing with terrifying power to someone.

Wu Rong trembled and stretched out his palm.

He wanted to say that as long as such a treasure was in the hands of the master, it would be no different from owning it, and there was no need to pass it to him specially.

Seeing the master's divine eyes that seemed to be born and die in the abyss, and the firm expression, he knew that it was not the right time for him to refuse.

But he didn't dare to take it.

He didn't dare to imagine the power of this terrifying treasure.

"Take it."

Like a demonic voice.

Wu Rong slowly stretched out his hand and finally touched the blood jade gourd.

At this moment.

An indescribable mysterious feeling surged in his heart.

It was as if what he touched was not a gourd at all, but the blessing of the devil and the god.

The demons protected him, and the ancient wild gods protected him.

Until the pale ghost hand with oval rough nails was put down, he completely grasped the whole gourd, and he could faintly feel the mist in the gourd.

Obviously, the gourd was only a light two taels, but it seemed to weigh billions of pounds, making Wu Rong's whole body completely straight.

"I also want you to promise me."

"Disciple promises."

Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong and said in a deep voice: "After all, the gourd sword energy is not the real great supernatural power. It must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Even if my body collapses in front of you and the avenue is annihilated, don't use it."

"Then when should I use it?"

"Only one moment."

"Save my life."

"Save your own life,"

"As long as you are still alive, there is still hope."

Wu Rong nodded firmly: "Disciple understands!"

He knew what the master meant. As long as he was still alive, the master could use the evil spirit of the Zunhun Banner to condense his body again.

In other words, the master is indeed the spirit of the Zunhun Banner.

As long as the soul banner is not destroyed, the main soul will not really die.

All he has to do is to save his own life.

Wu Rong carefully put the gourd into the sea of ​​consciousness for storage.

Now he is completely relaxed.

No longer tense as before.

He once again regained his former calmness.

He said calmly: "Turn, cloudy day, Dongyue King City."

"Yes!"

The ghost general guarding outside the cloud chariot bowed and saluted.

The cloud chariot turned.

It entered another completely different route.

...

Passed the level.

Take out the pass and step onto the Tongtian Bridge.

At the intersection of the three rivers is the Junji Mountain Range.

Reaching the blue sky and suppressing the netherworld.

It is Dongyue Mountain.

It is said that Dongyue Mountain was once a section of Mount Tai.

In the mythological era, it was cut off and fell into the netherworld, and then Dongyue Mountain came into being.

Dongyue is still connected to Mount Tai, one of the three mountains.

Relying on Dongyue Mountain to build a city, it is more like a huge ghost country. The king sitting in the king's city is the Dongyue King of this generation.

"So, the Dongyue King and the Qing Emperor are not the same person?"

The young man on the strange beast nine-headed ghost car looked at the old man sitting cross-legged in the main seat and asked in surprise.

"The king of Dongyue King City is named Dongyue King and that person is not the same person, but that person is the first generation of Dongyue King after all, so it is okay to respectfully call him Dongyue King."

The old man slowly opened his eyes and explained to the young man.

The young man didn't care about those ancient legends. He said with joy: "You are conferred the title of Marquis."

"From now on, my Tianjiao Demon Clan can also have a place in this underworld."

"It is said that there are many powerful people who were conferred this time."

"There are several."

The old man smiled and nodded, and said with a smile: "They are all old friends. I am not surprised that they can reach this level."

"I heard that the ancestor of the Shura Clan also came out of seclusion."

"The civil strife of Shura has been completely eliminated."

"The current Saint Lord has made great progress in strength and has a lot of opportunities. You should also work hard."

"Disciple understands!"

Later.