Mount Yujing in Xuandu, with the palace on top, where the Great Sage travels.
According to many classics, it is easy to know that Mount Yujing is an immortal realm to which Taoist disciples aspire, and it is rumoured that this mountain is above the centre of the sky and difficult for mortals to find.
This day.
Spring was in full swing.
The sound of the Yellow River roaring can be heard from afar.
Deep in the mountains.
Lei Lao-Ba and Wu Zhaoyang, along with a reluctant Wen Qianzi, are constantly moving along the goat path, followed by several men carrying a coffin behind the three.
In this coffin, naturally, was the corpse of True Yang Daoist.
Lei Lao-Ba wiped the sweat from his forehead.
As the saying goes, a mountain is a dead horse. They had been walking in this mountain path for more than two days, and so far they hadn’t seen a proper mountain peak, let alone the Daoist sect’s root, Mount Yujing. This made Lei Lao-Ba a bit discouraged and said, “I’m really sick, I have nothing to do with you two coming here!”
Wen Qianzi laughed coldly and took two more mouthfuls of water, saying, “You’re the one who’s sick, you’re not saying anything about coming to visit, what’s so f*cking beautiful about Yujing Mountain, the problem is that you’ve come here because you’re a f*cking b*tch, what are you dragging me for?”
Lei Lao-Ba gave a sarcastic laugh and said, “Old Wen, aren’t you righteous enough?”
“I’m righteous, my ass!”
Wen Qianzi gnashed his teeth.
Originally, three days after the birth of the child, Meng Er Er sister wanted Wu Zhaoyang to come to Yujing Mountain to take a trip, but Lei Lao Ba was curious to mention a word, as a result, Qin Hai on the spot to let Lei Lao Ba follow, Lei Lao Ba thought that this job is a hard job, want to pull in a common suffering, but Tang Xiao Dao a few people have other arrangements, Lei Lao Ba had to find out Wen Qian Zi who was having fun in the flowery world.
He was so angry that his teeth gnashed.
This time, he went to the Daoist Sect and sent the corpse of the True Yang Daoist Monarch, which, to put it mildly, was to show off his power, but to put it mildly, it was simply to send him to his death.
True Yang Daoist Monarch!
He was one of the top figures in the Daoist Sect and had a very high credibility among the Daoist Sect, so sending his corpse back and threatening him was not seeking death.
When Wen Qianzi thought of this, he gnashed his teeth again and stared at Lei Lao Bajie.
Lei Laobach was numbed by the look, so he looked away and looked at Wu Zhaoyang, saying, “How much longer?”
Wu Zhaoyang was holding a map in his hand.
It was drawn by Qin Huayang.
He looked at the map, counted for a while and said, “We will be there in half a day’s travel.”
“Half a day more and you’re looking for death.” Wen Qianzi said in an unpleasant voice.
Lei Lao-Ba said, “Old Wen, don’t worry, didn’t Second Sister say so? There will be a group of experts to assist us.”
“There are quite a few Daoist masters too!”
Wen Qianzi ground his teeth and said.
Lei Lao-Ba rolled his eyes.
After half a day of nagging and nagging, Lei Lao-Ba’s ears became calloused, the group arrived at a cliff, which was surrounded by clouds and fog, so if you looked down, you couldn’t see the depth, making your skin tingle.
“Isn’t this a dead end?”
The unbearable Lei Lao-Ba was busy speaking.
Wu Zhaoyang looked at the map and said, “The road is just ahead.”
Lei Laobai glared and said, “Come out and I’ll take a look.”
Wu Zhaoyang ignored him and measured the edge of the cliff, and when he found a spot, he lifted his foot and went for it.
But the next second.
Wu Zhaoyang stepped on top of the clouds, as if he was flying.
“Yo-ho.”
Lei Laobach hurriedly went forward and saw that there was no support under Wu Zhaoyang’s feet other than that cloud and mist, and was immediately surprised, “Awesome.”
“Let’s go.”
Wu Zhaoyang rolled his eyes.
Lei Lao-Ba gave a wave.
The two men in front of him cautiously stretched out their feet, but when they saw that there was nothing underneath them, they were amazed, but they did not dare to look down, otherwise they would have been dizzy.
One after another, the group stepped into the clouds, going deeper and deeper.
But they felt like they were in a fairyland.
Wu Zhaoyang led the way, carefully following Qin Huayang’s instructions when they arrived.
It was almost half an hour later.
Only then did the group see a lofty mountain ahead, a mountain that towered into the clouds, majestic and majestic, with clouds of mist that seemed like a veil, and in the misty clouds, there were white cranes passing through from time to time, and unknown birds flying by.
“A good Daoist Yujing Mountain.” Wu Zhaoyang’s eyes narrowed as he said, “It is worthy of being a legendary immortal mountain.”
“Let’s go.”
Wen Qianzi also resigned himself to his fate.
He himself was a member of the Daoist sect, and when he saw Mount Yujing at that moment, he naturally wanted to go in and have a look.
The group went down the mountain path and soon arrived at the mountain gate.
Before they had a chance to observe the gate.
A Taoist priest appeared in front of the group. This priest took one look at several people, and after seeing the coffin, frowned slightly, then said, “Where have you come from? What is your business to come to my Daoist sect?”
“On the orders of Qin Hai of the Dragon Seeking Clan, I’ve come to deliver something to the Daoist Sect!” Wu Zhaoyang said conspiratorially.
The Daoist priest’s face changed slightly.
Delivering something?
A delivery of a coffin?
Wouldn’t that be a bad thing?
But he couldn’t make a move, after all, the other party was coming under the name of the Dragon Searching Lineage, and if he did, it would be a bit more troublesome.
Immediately, he said in a deep voice, “Alright, wait here, I will go and inform you.”
“Please do so.”
Wu Zhaoyang sneered.
This Daoist priest hurried up the mountain and went away.
Lei Lao-Ba took a look around, and after looking at the coffin behind him, he said, “What do you think will happen when they see the corpse of this demonic Taoist, Zhen Yang?”
“I think picking up the skin would be light.” Wen Qianzi was very much out of breath at this moment.
Daoist priest Wu Zhaoyang was very calm and said, “They wouldn’t dare to do anything about it.”
“That’s just talk.” Wen Qianzi was not good enough to say, “The group of experts that Qin Hai arranged with us have not shown up either, so I hope that in a moment, the disciples of Daoist Monarch Zhen Yang will be able to restrain them.”
The conversation was going on.
The Daoist priest from earlier had rushed back.
With a grave face, he said, “A few of you, please!”
Wu Zhaoyang waved his hand at once.
The group followed the Taoist priest up the mountain, and in a short time they arrived at the square in front of the main hall, where many people were standing, all with different faces.
The three Wu Zhaoyang people were fine.
They could barely hold on.
The few men carrying the coffin, however, were weak on their feet and fell straight down, and the coffin landed on the floor with a loud thud.
“sh*t!”
Lei Lao Bajie belonged to the seriously wounded, this moment was suppressed, but it was him who suffered the most, there was fresh blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.
Wen Qianzi frowned and said, “Dismounted?”
Wu Zhaoyang grunted, then raised his head and looked at the majestic hall and said grimly, “If you want to kill us, you can do it, if you play this kind of tactics, it’s just adding to the joke!”
