Chapter 534: Immortal Riding a Dragon, Golden Light of Merit
That night, in the Xuandu courtyard.
"come on!"
"Tianpeng, are you capable of this? You can't even beat a woman?"
"I bet one hundred taels of silver on Tianpeng to win!"
"I bet Erlang Shen will win!"
The rain stopped and the yard became hot. Even Xiaotian and Baishe, who were hiding in the pool, popped their heads out and watched the scene.
Wang Bo and Lou Ling were seen arm wrestling on the stone table in the yard, while others were watching with great interest and cheering them on.
Wang Bo practiced the secret method of the Chu Ma lineage and asked the Monkey Immortal to be with him. The higher the Monkey Immortal's cultivation level, the higher his own cultivation level would be. Now he has reached the Half-Step Yang God Realm and can be said to be the strongest person in the Chu Ma lineage.
Strength has always been his strong point. Even without revealing his ape-immortal body, he is still strong enough to lift a tripod, like a king in the world.
But Lou Ling is undoubtedly a very powerful opponent. Although she is a woman, she has superb martial arts and is proficient in archery. The Panlong golden bow can only be fired with the strength of a tiger, but she can shoot six arrows in a row.
After practicing "Dou Mu Yuan Jun's Bow Refining Magic Spell", her arm strength has been greatly enhanced. Her seemingly frail arms contain incredible and strange power.
Buzz~
The stone table was shaking slightly, with dust constantly falling off, as if it couldn't bear the huge force of the two people.
The two men stared at each other, their eyes sharp, their arms constantly exerting force, neither of them willing to admit defeat.
Snap!
Cracks began to appear on the table and continued to spread. The two men's hands moved to the right and left, and they were in a stalemate for a while.
Wang Bo did not rely on the power of the ape fairy, and Lou Ling did not borrow the power of starlight. The two had agreed to rely only on the strength of their physical bodies.
"Tsk tsk, what two monsters..."
When Wu Wei saw this scene, he felt a little scared. Fortunately, his senior brother did not put him in the same group with Erlang Shen. Can this be called a woman?
If he was slapped in the face, he probably wouldn't be able to tell the directions.
He looked at the God of Cookery with sympathy and found that the little fat boy was secretly eating snacks, such as fruits, candied fruits, cakes, and dried meat...
It seems like there is a restaurant hidden in the God of Food’s pocket.
"Hey!"
Wang Bo roared, veins bulged on his arms, his muscles looked like lumps of iron, and blood rushed to his face, but it was blocked by the mask.
Snap!
The stone table finally couldn't bear the weight and turned into rubble with a loud noise.
Lou Ling's hand was pressed down by him.
Wang Bo panted and laughed, "Haha, thank you very much!"
"It seems that the task of accompanying the Imperial Master to Dengzhou this time will be left to me and Yue Lao. I'm sorry, Erlang Shen~"
The Imperial Master was going to Dengzhou, and for the sake of convenience, he planned to take the two Zhelongs with him. Neither of them wanted to miss this opportunity, so they decided the winner by arm wrestling.
Lou Ling rubbed his sore wrist without saying anything, but a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.
Being able to follow the national teacher is undoubtedly a very precious opportunity. A casual word of advice from the national teacher may help them see the fog and gain many benefits.
Apart from anything else, the arrow shot by Yinshan made her fascinated.
Didn't she also want to be able to shoot an arrow thousands of miles away one day, kill the Yang God like a blade of grass, and shock the enemy's army of 100,000?
Being able to shoot such a magnificent arrow, even if I die, I will have no regrets.
The door is open.
Li Daoxuan walked out of the room, wearing a green robe. His long hair had been neatly combed by the little flower god, and he wore a peach wood hairpin on his head. A few strands of hair on his forehead fluttered slightly in the wind, like a beautiful orchid or jade tree, standing quietly under the moonlight.
"Greetings to the Imperial Master!"
Everyone bowed and saluted, their voices extremely respectful.
This is a kind of respect and admiration that comes from the heart, not only because of his unrivaled cultivation and supernatural powers, but also because of his lofty ambitions and character.
If there were no imperial teacher, there would be no Zhelong today, and no prosperity of the Tang Dynasty today.
He single-handedly changed the old situation of the Tang Dynasty being plagued by demons and turned the tide several times, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea.
The Mother of Lightning disappeared, the autumn harvest was delayed, and the governor of Dengzhou was in collusion with demons; such major events had not occurred in the Tang Dynasty for a long time, but in their subconscious minds they were not too worried.
Just because of the man in front of me.
As long as the Imperial Master is here, the Tang Dynasty will not be in chaos!
"It looks like you've already decided the winner."
Li Daoxuan casually pointed his finger, and the broken stone table automatically gathered together and reorganized, returning to its original state in an instant.
Wang Bo chuckled and said, "Master, I won. Please let Yue Lao and I go to Dengzhou with you!"
"I won, not bad."
Hearing the praise from the national teacher, Wang Bo's face almost burst into smiles.
"Since you have won, Erlang Shen and Shi Shen will accompany me to Dengzhou."
The smile on Wang Bo's face froze instantly.
"Master, this...I won..."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, saying, "When did you ever hear me say that the winner goes to Dengzhou?"
"this……"
"After I leave Chang'an, although Li Chunfeng is still in charge of the Four Saints Formation, he cannot fully exert the power of the formation after all. Your Majesty's safety still depends on you."
Wang Bo is in charge of the 'Great Sage' puppet and is destined not to leave Chang'an.
Lou Lingying is sharp and decisive, while Lu Chunliang is tactful. Their personalities complement each other, one is tough and the other is gentle. They both have good cultivation and are perfect for being taken to Dengzhou.
"promise!"
Hearing what the Imperial Master said, Wang Bo suddenly felt that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility and was very honored.
Lou Ling asked: "Master, how do we get to Dengzhou?"
Li Daoxuan did not say anything. A strand of hair from his head fell and turned into a carriage. The white horse pulling the carriage was extremely handsome.
"Let's go."
Li Daoxuan boarded the carriage and said calmly.
At the same time, Xiaotian turned into a puppy and crawled in, while the white snake turned into a three-inch small snake and crawled into Li Daoxuan 's sleeve.
During these five years, they have also been practicing hard, but they are all stuck in the late Yin God stage and have been unable to break through to the Yang God stage.
However, the cultivation of monsters is slow to begin with, and their current speed is already quite explosive in the monster world.
Take a carriage?
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled. Dengzhou was two thousand miles away from Chang'an, with many mountains and rivers in between. Even if this carriage was conjured up by the imperial master using magic, it would not be very convenient.
However, since the national teacher has spoken, they will not have any objections and will just do as he says.
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang sat in front of the carriage and pulled the reins.
"drive!"
The white horse neighed like thunder and two streams of hot air blew out of its nose, like misty clouds.
The next moment, in full view of everyone, the white horse suddenly soared into the air and turned into a white dragon, carrying the carriage into the sky, and sailed freely under the bright moon at a speed as fast as lightning.
In just a few breaths, it disappeared into the night sky of Chang'an.
Wang Bo and others were stunned.
"Ride... ride a dragon?"
He was extremely envious.
This is so grand!
Damn it, such a great opportunity was snatched away by Lou Ling. Otherwise, I would be the groom of the Imperial Master... No, I would be Long Fu's man!
"Legend has it that when ancient immortals traveled, they would use mythical beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns to pull their carriages. With the current level of cultivation of the Imperial Master, I'm afraid he is not far from becoming an immortal..."
The Green Emperor stared at the night sky in a daze, muttering to himself.
Wang Bo smiled and said, "Of course, the higher the state master's cultivation, the better. If he becomes an immortal, then wouldn't our Tang Dynasty be invincible in the world?"
"Tian Peng, if the Imperial Master really becomes an immortal, will he still stay in the Tang Dynasty?"
After hearing these words, Wang Bo was stunned.
Even Wu Wei, who was usually frivolous, looked solemn.
According to ancient records, some of the ancient immortals lived in seclusion in the city, some hid in famous mountains and rivers, and some ascended to heaven in broad daylight and became part of the immortal class.
The so-called immortals stand tall in the sky, transcending the three realms, living forever, and watching the rise and fall of dynasties and the changes of the world with a smile.
Haven’t you seen that the gods and immortals who served King Wu in his conquest of King Zhou came down to earth to help when the Zhou Dynasty was destroyed?
There is an insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals.
If the imperial teacher becomes an immortal, will he stay in the Tang Dynasty?
This question remained in the minds of the three people, making them lose their minds for a long time...
The night deepens.
However, a figure quietly slipped out of the palace, used the wood escape technique to hide his body, avoided layers of guards, and finally stopped in a corner of the imperial city.
The dragon energy in the Tai Chi Palace had no reaction to this person and allowed him to cast the spell.
The moonlight shone through the clouds onto his fair face, revealing an incomparably handsome countenance, bright eyes, lively and energetic, and skin as white as jade, translucent and smooth.
It was Changle, a woman disguised as a man.
She put on a white dress and dressed up as a young man in brocade clothes. Anyone who saw her would exclaim in admiration, what a graceful and beautiful young man in this corrupt world.
The palace gates had long been closed, and the towering imperial city looked like a mighty pass blocking the road.
There are no trees here, and Changle cannot use his wood escape technique. It seems that this incognito visit plan is doomed to fail.
But she smiled slightly, calmly formed seals with her hands, circulated her magic power according to her master's instructions, recited mantras silently, and displayed some magical powers.
"Change!"
A light flashed on her body, and then she turned into a sparrow. However, due to her lack of practice, the sparrow's feathers were still white, which looked a little abnormal.
Changle flapped his wings and began to stagger into the sky like a drunk sparrow.
This is the magical power of 72 transformations taught to her by her master. She has only just gotten started and can only transform into a sparrow, and there are always various flaws, such as the white feathers at this moment.
But Changle was extremely excited.
Gradually she became familiar with flying, and with a flap of her wings, she flew higher and higher, passed over the city wall, and flew freely over Chang'an, feeling the air current surging under her wings and gazing at the low houses below. She could not help but shout out in excitement.
"Meow~"
Well, because my practice was not good enough, I made the sound of a kitten.
Changle quickly shut up.
After an unknown amount of time, she had already flown out of Chang'an City and headed east, which was the direction of Dengzhou.
The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly!
She was in a good mood, and couldn't help laughing when she thought about the 'chance encounter' with her master.
At this moment, a big net fell from the sky and covered her.
"Meow~"
She struggled hard but still fell to the ground, tears welling up in pain.
A man climbed down from the tree and looked around in confusion. Why did he hear a cat meowing?
Changle wanted to restore his true form and tried several times, but suddenly found that the magic spell to transform back did not work!
Perhaps because of her panic, she was completely unable to mobilize the magic power in her body.
Changle looked at the man, hoping that he could untie the web.
The man chuckled and said to himself, "I caught a lot of birds tonight, almost enough to eat."
Changle: o((⊙﹏⊙))o
…
Half an hour later.
The man built a fire and was roasting a few sparrows on a sharpened stick.
The ground was littered with plucked feathers and bird entrails.
The fragrance is everywhere.
The man grinned, revealing a row of yellow teeth. Sticky saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and he sucked it back with a swish sound.
He picked up the branch and bit off the bird's head.
Crunchy and delicious!
Changle was trembling in the net, her heart becoming even more panicked. She kept trying to mobilize her magic power, but it was all in vain, with no response at all.
Is she going to die here today, and die in such a ridiculous way?
Turned into a bird and was eaten by people...
If this were to get out, she would probably become the laughing stock of the entire Taoist community.
Master, where are you? Woohoo, Changle is about to be eaten...
The man ate three roasted sparrows in one breath, but he was still not full. He looked at the sparrow that Changle had transformed into and silently picked up the stones under his feet.
Changle was terrified and shaking all over.
Just now, this man used a stone to knock out the sparrows in the net, and then plucked their feathers and took out their internal organs...
The man walked towards Changle, thinking about the taste of roasted sparrows, he was still unsatisfied and kept swallowing his saliva.
Changle struggled hard, but to no avail.
The man raised the stone high and was about to smash it down.
"Wait a minute!"
An old man in a gray robe came riding on a donkey and waved and shouted from a distance.
The old man had a green gourd hanging from his waist and his hair and beard were all white, but he did not look old at all. Instead, his face was ruddy, his spirit was full, and his eyes were clear and bright, almost like a teenager.
The old man took out three taels of silver from his pocket and said with a smile, "Little brother, God is merciful. Can you sell these remaining birds to me?"
When the man saw the money, he gave way without any hesitation.
The old man walked over, lifted the net, and let the sparrows fly away.
Changle flapped his wings, but seemed to be too frightened and couldn't fly.
The old man walked over, placed her gently in his palm, then rode away on his donkey. When he reached a place where he could no longer be seen, he smiled at the white sparrow in his palm.
"Little kid, which sect are you from? Don't you know that when you practice the art of transformation, you must have the elders of the sect watching over you? "
Changle was shocked. He... saw his true identity?
"The art of transformation is to imitate nature, and it is the most mysterious. Once there is a mistake, you will be at the mercy of others, such as turning into a bug and being eaten by a bird, or being eaten by a human like you..."
The grey-robed old man sighed and said, "Your transformation skills are very advanced. If you hadn't practiced to the highest level, even I wouldn't have been able to spot the flaws. But because of this, you need to be more cautious when practicing."
After saying that, he bit his middle finger, squeezed out a little blood, and pressed lightly on the top of the sparrow's head.
In an instant, Changle felt that her magic power had been restored. She flew out gracefully, and then changed back into the appearance of a young man in brocade clothes, bowing to the old man.
"Thank you for saving my life, senior!"
The grey-robed old man looked at Changle from his donkey and said with a smile, "What a charming and charming girl. Which sect are you from?"
"I am He Jia, the tenth generation disciple of Mount Longhu."
Hejia is her Taoist name, but very few people know it. Changle said this so that she would not be deceiving her savior and would not reveal her own identity.
The grey-robed old man was somewhat surprised, and he also bowed and saluted, saying, "So you are the Kun Daoist from Mount Longhu. You are indeed a true Taoist. You have achieved a great level of Taoism at such a young age. I admire you."
"May I know your name, senior?"
Changle asked, while looking at the old man with the Qi-gazing technique from Zi Wei Dou Shu.
In an instant, the dazzling golden light of merit shot up into the sky, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, almost blinding Changle's eyes. He felt as if the entire world had become a golden sea!
Did I meet a god?
"I can't say I'm famous. I'm Sun Simiao, but I'm just a traveling doctor, a barefoot doctor."
