Immortal Taoist: Cultivating in the Martial Arts World

In the mirror world, the ghost market.

Hong Xiangling was wearing a black robe and walked silently in the ghost market.

From her gait and body shape, she didn't have any feminine features, but looked like a nine-foot-tall man.

She walked around and stopped in front of a stall in the corner.

The stall was filled with jades of various colors and sizes, some were hot, and some were cold.

"How many spirit stones are this?" Hong Xiangling pointed to a fist-sized piece of green jade.

"Ten thousand years of Yintan water jade, very high purity, three thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Hong Xiangling touched it, and it felt cold, and a yin aura came over her. The purity was also very good.

"Fifty, sell it if you want."

What ten thousand years or ten thousand years are all fake, aren't the stones hundreds of thousands of years old? It all depends on the seller's mouth, and the price is what it is.

"Are you kidding? At least two thousand eight."

Hong Xiangling turned and left. "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, fifty is fifty."

After a round of bargaining, he finally got the spiritual jade as he wished.

Soon, the spiritual stone was sent to Xu Xuan.

On the other side, Wutong Cave Heaven.

Xu Xuan prepared the altar outside the thatched cottage.

Five new fruits, one catty of tea, two catties of wine, two catties of deer jerky, twenty-four lamps, two mirrors, incense is agarwood, and the talisman ink is black ink plus Xu Xuan's own blood.

On the altar is a willow wood plaque and seven jade bottles.

Xu Xuan straightened his clothes and stood in front of the altar, concentrating for a moment. The elegance of agarwood gradually calmed his mind.

For half a month, Xu Xuan did not wait, but looked for the remaining ghosts. Recently, many spies and criminals have been caught. Under the idea of ​​using heavy punishments in troubled times, there are still thousands of people in prison.

The requirements of ghosts have nothing to do with physical strength, but depend on the date of birth. As long as it is Qingming, Shangsi, Zhongyuan, and Hanyi, you have the qualifications to become a ghost.

With a command, it was relatively easy to find seven people among a group of light and heavy criminals.

Xu Xuan then used a foxtail pen to dip a little black ink and wrote the ghost's birth date and name.

He wrote a total of twelve sheets, which were pressed down with a three-inch and two-centimeter thick jade seal. Under the seal were engraved the four words "divine soldiers are urgent".

Whoosh whoosh!!

Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew in the cave.

The candlelight on the altar turned into a dark green color, and the gloomy air was eerie, and ghosts and ghosts appeared.

Xu Xuan opened his eyes at this time, pinched his fingers, and chanted: "The first urgency is to move ghosts and gods, the second urgency is to make the sun and the moon unclear, the third urgency is to make soldiers and generals fight in disorder, the fourth urgency is to let dragons and tigers come to protect, and the fifth urgency is to see the Emperor of Heaven... The root of heaven and earth, the ten thousand ancestors practice Taoism, the millions of divine soldiers, walking in the cave..."

Blood sacrifice, incense sacrifice, spiritual sacrifice... A stream of yin energy entered the seal, and the seal emitted a mysterious light.

While Xu Xuan was refining the seal, there were new changes in the outside world.

"I am a Taoist heavenly soldier, you will die quickly!!"

In Tianshui, a group of rabble jumped onto the city wall, killed the guards, and opened the city gate with their powerful Qinggong.

"Brothers, kill them!!"

The demons rushed into the city and searched the city for three days, looting treasures, women, food, etc. Many people died at once.

In Tianshui County, the county governor's office was led by a tall and strong man with sharp eyes, like a sword out of the sheath. He was Tuoba Wu, the leader of the coalition.

"Leader, we have conquered such a large territory, why don't we manage it ourselves? Why do we rely on others?" A man in green said.

Originally, he planned to rely on Taoism, but after tasting the power, he didn't want to share it with others, so he might as well hold it tightly in his hand.

"Yes, the attitude over there is still unclear. Instead of relying on others, it is better to be independent and take care of your own business."

Tuoba Wu did not speak. After everyone finished speaking, he slowly said: "Do you think you are very powerful? Can you govern the place? Do you have tens of thousands of defenders to guard here? Do you have enough food? Taoism has been rooted in Guanzhong for many years, how can you compare with it."

The words made everyone speechless. Thinking carefully, it was true. People with insight could see that famine was brewing, and there might be refugees who would rise up against them.

If there is no strong external aid, they may even split internally.

"Pass my order, everyone gather and go to the border between Tianshui and Chencang."

On the other hand, Taoism also knew that someone in Tianshui was making trouble under its banner.

Kou Zhen did not hesitate. He directly ordered the troops to be mobilized. Lu Jing stayed here, and he led the Taoist elite and 3,000 Taoist soldiers to Tianshui.

The slogan is to exorcise demons and uphold justice.

The movement here also reached the ears of other local forces.

The thirteenth year of Datong.

In the desert area, the emperor ruled the world for more than ten years, leaving behind a chaotic era of the prosperity of the barbarians. Now the desert has been unified by the hero, and the barbarians are sharpening their knives and preparing to go south.

The towering mountains, at the foot of the mountains are lush pastures, and groups of wild horses are running happily on the grassland.

In the tent, two middle-aged men are drinking, one in a Taoist robe and the other in barbarian clothes.

The two have a different aura, one is as sharp as a sword, and the other is as restrained as the abyss.

"Brother Wang, what do you think of the world?" asked Murong Xuan, the martial saint of the desert.

The person opposite him is Wang Dao, the Taoist heir of the year, and now the grandmaster Wang Sanren.

Wang Dao smiled and said, "Do you think this is a good time for the desert to go south? Then you are wrong. China will produce heroes every 500 years. The day it goes south is the day when the desert will be destroyed."

"Haha, don't lie to me. There are hundreds of rebel kings in the Central Plains, big and small. They can't even take care of themselves. How can you control us? Have you really found the hero? Or is he a hero who appears only once every five hundred years?" Murong Xuan didn't believe it. , I think this old man is crazy.

Although the two have different identities, they can be regarded as old friends who have known each other for many years.

"Haha, you can try it then." Wang Daoshen said mysteriously, "When a hero emerges, the world will be peaceful. Jingming Temple has found that hero."

"Is Emperor Chen Wen not a hero compared to him?"

"It doesn't count!"

"Emperor Wu of Song does not count?"

"It doesn't count!"

"How do King Sima Yi of Jin and King Cao Cao of Wei compare with them?"

"It's not worth mentioning. The Hero Lord comes out every five hundred years. If he says five hundred years, it means five hundred years."

Hearing this, Murong Xuan's smile gradually faded.

Who can bear such a reputation? No hero in the past five hundred years can match him.

Is it really that powerful? Or are you lying to yourself?

It seems that I need to tell the people below to curb their bellicose attitude and postpone going south for a while, at least to check the situation first.

The atmosphere was a little dull, so Murong Xuan changed the subject and asked, "Do you know anything about Taoism?"

"Hmph..." Wang Dao snorted coldly, "If those guys who don't understand current affairs come out to cause trouble again, they must be the vanguard of the king. In the future, the destruction of the Taoist order will definitely be caused by them."

As a descendant of the former Taoist sect, he was heartbroken that his fellow Taoist sect had fallen to such an extent.

"Taoism this time seems to be different from before."

"Like a raccoon dog, Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the time."

The forces from all sides have different reactions. They all believe that Taoism is just a small wave and not worthy of fear.

Taiyuan.

Yun Qiong was the guest of honor, the host was Tang Hu, the head of the Tang family, and beside him were a number of civil servants and generals.

"The day of the uprising is not far away. Jingming'an can cooperate with the recruitment of troops and provide intelligence. We have people in Damo. To prevent Damo from going south, you can send troops to show your goodwill and make friends with Damo first." Yun Qiong said happily.

"Revolting now will probably cause dissatisfaction among the people in the world." Tang Hu hesitated.

On the left is a handsome man, who is also his legitimate son Tang Ming.

"We occupy Chang'an first, support the descendants of the Chen family to become emperors, use the emperor to control the princes, and occupy the name of orthodoxy. The Guanzhong generation will be in our hands."

"There are Taoist forces in Guanzhong, you should be more careful." Yun Qiong was a little worried.

"The chickens and dogs, the dogs that keep the house, are not worth mentioning."

Everyone did not take Xu Xuan and the others seriously. These people were no different from those anti-kings in the world today.

They are unpopular and hold the people hostage. Not only do they have the support of powerful families, but the people's support is also on their side.

The right time, right place, and right people, as long as they don't make mistakes, they can at least separate themselves from one side, and their dominance is within easy reach.

"Get ready. Taiyuan is too close to the desert. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should go south to attack Chang'an as soon as possible. This is the foundation of Wanghe."

Soon, the whole family started to move.

Since cooperating with Jingming Temple, under their powerful public opinion machine, Tang Ming's prestige has increased to the extreme, and he has gradually gained the reputation of being a beacon in troubled times. Together with Wang Dao, he is known as the Shuangming of the Han family.

The people's support is indeed on their side.

On the other side, the Taoist army gathered.

In the evening, the army moved to the Tianshui area and ran into the army of Tuoba Wu and others.

In the Tianshui military camp, there was a young attendant standing next to Tuoba Wu. This person was Song Qing.

The envoy reported: "Kou Zhen refused to cooperate with us and said that if we ruin their reputation, we will be punished."

"Bold, who does he think he is? To keep the righteous from the door and make the world laugh at him?"

"Then take them down and annex the Taoist territory."

The Taoist army was stationed in the county ahead, blocking their way.

At this time, another spy broke in from outside.

"Report, Xu Xuan is here, right on the city wall!"

Tuoba Wu and his attendants looked at each other.

"Come here, prepare your horses."

Led by Tuoba Wu and others, a group of senior officials rode towards the city gate.

I saw an extremely young man standing above him.

"Is this Xu Xuan?" Song Qing was a little surprised. This person was really too young.

Tuoba Wu stepped forward to shout and said loudly:

"Since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between good and evil. Now that the magicians have come to join us and share wealth and wealth, do you want to be a monoman who does not tolerate good and evil? Do you want to lose your reputation? This is the way to die!"

"Get ready to take action and consume the power of Taoism to the maximum extent!" Song Qing secretly sent a message. Since he can't join, there will be internal strife.

Let this force be trapped here and they will not be allowed to grow any further.

"Aren't you a god? Since you are a god, why don't you accept us?"

"Exactly! Why don't you show mercy? Are you going to watch us starve to death?"

"Xu Zhenjun, I heard that you can catch ghosts and gods, let's catch a few and see!"

"Ha ha!"

Under the encouragement of thoughtful people, the emotions on Tianshui's side became increasingly high.

We will not only do bad things in your name, but we will also kidnap you morally and force you to bow your head.

Since you, Xu Xuan, are the true king, why don't you even care about your own comrades?

At this time, Xu Xuan spoke, and everyone involuntarily became quiet.

"Who said that gods come down to earth to let you enjoy wealth and honor? Why aren't they bleeding like rivers and wives and children separated?"

"What do good and evil have to do with me?"

Wow!

Xu Xuan took out a jade seal.

With a wave of his hand, the situation changed.

Something terrible happened.

I saw gusts of dark wind, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came from all around.

I saw the black energy gathering together, forming a black shadow twelve feet high.

Black shadows condensed in the air. Their faces were indigo, their eyes were vertical, their hair was as red as fire, their foreheads were as bulging as hills, they were covered in green armor, and they were holding long swords, spears, and halberds.

Send generals and troops, and ghosts and gods follow suit.

The legend reflects reality, and what it brings is not holiness, immortality, or wealth, but coercion and terror.

Xu Zhenjun once again proved that torture of ghosts and summoning gods is not an illusion.

Everyone didn't expect that Xu Xuan, who was originally mocking Xu Xuan for pretending to be a ghost, actually turned out to be a trick.

Now that they have changed, what about them?