"Xiao Gang, you can follow this waterfall down into the river and into the sea. From now on, this river will be ruled by you and you can go ashore at any time. This is a good opportunity for you, the dragon race, to make your debut and be recognized by our human race as we wipe out the evil ways."
On the top of Jinxianmen, Song Yin pointed at the waterfall and said to Ao Mogang.
"No problem, I will go back to the sea and raise an army to help you eradicate this evil!" Ao Mogang agreed very readily.
His ancestor was a close friend and he would help no matter what. This was just a small matter, and it didn't matter if it affected humanity. Of course he agreed.
You can change your mind.
It seems like I have gained nothing. I said I came to rule the world, but how come I ended up helping others to send troops
“Forget it, Song Yin won’t lie to me.”
Ao Mogang glanced at Song Yin, nodded, and leaped like a fish, following the waterfall down, diving into the river, and entering the sea from the southwest.
"The rest of you, go and make preparations early." Song Yin said.
"We obey Brother's orders." Everyone bowed.
Song Yin nodded, bowed to his master and said, "Master, I will take my leave first."
"Well, go ahead." Jin Guang smiled and waved his hand.
He wished that this person would leave quickly.
Song Yin turned into a ray of light and flashed towards the Dayi Peak.
As he disappeared, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Feixuan wiped the sweat from his head. Whenever his senior brother appeared, he felt his heart tremble.
"You do this kind of shit too much and it makes you sweat easily." Gao Sishu said calmly over there.
"Why don't you keep talking!" Zhang Feixuan glared at him.
"My fellow brothers, I am stupid and don't know how to prepare for this. Can you give me some advice?"
Sun Jiubei asked them at this time.
What preparations have these people made
It's nothing more than waiting for the mortals to be ready, and then going into battle.
But Sun Jiubei didn't think so. Since the eldest senior brother asked him to make preparations, there must be something he wanted to do.
"Practice well. If you can't do it, try refining pills and weapons to reduce the death of mortals. If you really have nothing to do, you can refine pills and weapons, and cast some magic on weapons and muskets." Zhang Feixuan said.
"I understand. Thank you, senior brother." Sun Jiubei nodded thoughtfully and turned to enter the side hall where he was.
"Disciples"
As soon as Sun Jiubei left, Jin Guang laughed cheerfully and waved to them: "Come on, let's have a good chat as master and disciple."
"I don't want to chat with you. I hate you." Lingling snorted, rode the lotus platform and flew down to the human world.
"Master, your request has been fulfilled. Senior Brother agrees that you can give the mountain stone to mortals. What else is there to talk about?"
Zhang Feixuan bowed and said, "If there is nothing else, we will take our leave first. We still need to make some preparations."
What's there to talk about with this old man? Let's just live in peace. You keep your secrets and I keep mine, and we just don't interfere with each other.
The three of them retreated at the same time, but Jin Guang was not annoyed. He was even a little happy.
It doesn't matter. Song Yin has agreed anyway. As long as he gives the Fulong Pass stone to mortals and lets them worship it every day and develop faith in it, he will gradually achieve his goal.
A longer time is nothing. For a cultivator like him, the thing he fears least is time.
No matter whether Song Yin wins or loses, as long as the goal is achieved, his return to the supreme golden elixir is just around the corner. On the contrary, he has no conflict of interest with Song Yin now. Apart from the foundation and the fact that he cannot move, there is nothing else.
"I am originally a person like Pingdingshan, a carefree person. I can control the world with the power of yin and yang."
Jin Guang hummed a few words, then turned around and sat on his cushion to meditate.
…
On the outskirts of Baishou City, Wanyan Gu stared blankly at the river that had inexplicably appeared in front of him, and then looked at Xu Chengzhu who was smiling honestly at the side.
"Hey boy, am I dreaming?"
"Um"
Xu Chengzhu thought about it, walked over, raised his hand and slapped him.
Bang!
Without any preparation, the slap landed directly on Wanyan Gu's face, causing his head to tilt and pain to hit him instantly.
"What are you doing?! Don't think that I dare not kill you just because you are a member of the Golden Immortal Sect! You can't bully people like this!" Wanyan Gu grabbed Xu Chengzhu's collar, his eyes red with anger.
Are you kidding me
It's fine if Song Yin bullies him! He can't beat him.
It was bad enough that his good junior fellow students bullied him, but he still couldn't defeat them even if they were outnumbered.
This guy is just an outer disciple, at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and he hasn't even created any spells of his own. Why should he beat someone like him who is at the ninth level
"Does it hurt?" Xu Chengzhu asked.
"It must hurt!"
"You asked me if I was dreaming. I just wanted you to realize that what my senior brother said about words is not as real as empathy. I am doing this to let you know more clearly and intuitively."
Xu Chengzhu answered honestly: "If it hurts, it's not a dream."
"hiss!"
Wanyan Gu sucked in a breath of cold air and subconsciously loosened his grip on Xu Chengzhu's collar. This man's eyes were pure and didn't seem fake, as if he really thought so, which made him stop venting his anger all of a sudden.
Some truth
But it doesn't seem right
This person, Xu Chengzhu, was just encountered. He had entered the territory of the Golden Immortal Sect, but he did not dare to look for Song Yin. He had no money, so he simply lived in the suburbs, eating wild animals and vegetables to fill his stomach. As a result, he was drowned before he woke up.
The man named Xu Chengzhu pulled him out of the river, and then he just stood there in a daze.
He just couldn't understand why this place was clearly a plain just now and suddenly became such a big river. The width was at least a hundred miles and the length was incredible. There was no end in sight at all.
He thought he was dreaming.
"You have a problem with your brain."
Wanyan Gu glared at him and said, "Be thankful that you are in the Golden Immortal Sect. If you were anywhere else, I would beat you to death with one punch!"
Xu Chengzhu scratched his head, feeling somewhat puzzled, but still smiled innocently.
"Hmph! Boy, let me ask you, if someone like me were to establish a sect here, would your senior brother allow it?" Wanyan Gu asked.
The sect is gone, and as for the Beigao Kingdom, he doesn’t dare to go back for the time being.
Although Song Yin cleared the disaster of Beigao Kingdom, who knows if there will be more. Moreover, the people of Beigao Kingdom are very scarce now, and there are probably not many perfect people. It would be a thankless task to run over there.
But his Taoist tradition cannot be wasted like this, he has to find a place to pass it on.
This place is crowded with people, and many of them are perfect people. Although I don’t know why the Golden Immortal Sect doesn’t accept them, we shouldn’t waste them.
It's just that he is not good at preaching.
"I know you."
Xu Chengzhu said at this time: "You are Wanyan Gu, you are an evil sect, so you are naturally not allowed to preach. But you can survive under the sun, I don't understand, I will ask my senior brother for you."
"Will he agree to that?"
Wanyan Gu said, "You are so perfect. You are just sitting there doing nothing. Why don't you give it to me? At worst, I will still listen to your senior brother like before and follow his orders. If it doesn't work, I will hand over my skills. But I won't see your senior brother. I'm afraid. I'm telling you. You go tell your senior brother."
"The Dharma? The Dharma of the Lishi Sect?" Xu Chengzhu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, tell me and I'll go ask."