The fox girls took away the demonic soldiers and left the five thousand white crows in the immortal abode.
Looking at the vast expanse of white crows, Qing Hong felt a headache coming on. How should he deal with these feathered beasts?
Qin Wu smiled: "Fellow Daoist, if you properly train these white crows, they will also be a group of spirit birds to protect the abode, you should take good care of them."
"Raise them? Where would I get food? Feed them fasting pills every day? Also, they eat, drink and poop every day, my immortal abode isn't Thousand Bird Peak, how can I let them poop every day? "Qing Hong's gaze swept across the immortals, as if he was looking for a sucker.
Although these white crows were quite strong, the birds raised by the demonic sects were all vicious, and it would be troublesome to train these vicious birds to be 'bird masters' or 'poop scoopers'.
So, no one agreed. Everyone lowered their heads, as if there was a supreme dao on the ground, and they were all immersed in it.
In the end, Fu Yutang couldn't stand it anymore, he said: "When master comes out of seclusion, I'll ask martial uncle and master to forge a Universe Artifact for me, I'll bring these white crows with me to protect myself."
"Alright."
Qing Hong set the tone for this matter, and continued to chat with the immortals. Until the five-colored light danced in the sky, and feathers of light landed next to the immortals.
From time to time, clear chirps could be heard, making people feel refreshed and full of energy.
"These bird chirps contain spiritual aura, could it be that a deity has arrived?"
The immortals quickly got up from the reeds and looked up.
They saw a divine bird with golden eyes and green feathers flying over from the south. Its wings spread out, covering the sky like clouds, its feathers were engraved with many divine runes and spirit seals, and the feathers of light kept fluttering downwards, it was a holy scene.
Qing Hong caught a feather of light and examined it. The light faded, revealing a feather in the palm of his hand. At the end of the feather was a ring that looked like an eyeball, inside it was a five-colored light, changing layer by layer, it was breathtaking. The immortals next to him followed suit, but many of them were immersed in the illusion of the feather of light, unable to extricate themselves.
"This feather of light looks sacred, but there's demonic energy hidden within it." Qing Hong stretched out a finger, and a watery light rose above his head. The twenty-four pearls transformed into a world of watery clouds.
The clouds and the sky were drowned while the jade tide overturned. A flood surged through the world, and it completely wiped away all the feathers of light that drifted down from the sky.
"Wake up!" Qin Wu, who was at the side, shouted at the crowd. All the immortals came back to their senses. When they thought of their actions just now, all of them felt ashamed.
"Daoist Xiong," Qian Zhen Zi of Chongxu Taoist School said to Qinghong, "Does this bird belong to the southern Devil Cult?" He and Qinghong were old acquaintances. Last year in eradicating Hanba, he and his Shidi also contributed not a small amount.
"Yes." Qing Hong looked up at the divine bird.
This bird was valiant and high-spirited. The tail screen on its back opened up, layers of dazzling rings of light like eyes looking at the immortals.
"This peacock must be from the Southern Devil Sect's Peacock Tribe?"
The Brilliant Sun Devil Cult worshipped the Golden Crow and cultivated the Great Sun Devil Fire. The Golden Crow was the king of all birds. Other than that, there were the Bi Fang, Vermillion Bird, Da Peng, Peacock, Swan, Immortal Crane and Ghost Chariot. Every bird tribe had three Man Immortal level messengers, arranged in the left, middle and right. They formed the core strength of the Brilliant Sun Devil Cult's Seven Transformation God Tribe. Similarly, these eight divine birds were part of the Thirty-three Sky Devil Gods of the Four Demonic Sects.
"The Southern Devil Cult has seven tribes as their fighting force. Now that the peacock has descended into the immortal abode, their people must have arrived. "
Thus, Qing Hong shouted to the south, "Which expert from the Southern Devil Cult is it? Come out and meet me."
The peacock landed on the Full Moon Rock far away. It stood on one leg and started to dance. The embroidered screen behind it shook back and forth, flashing with all kinds of strange lights and colors.
"What a great peacock divine bird, its aura is indeed extraordinary." Zhang Yuanchu couldn't help but praise, "This bird is full of spirituality, it must have cultivated for at least a thousand years."
This bird was full of arrogance. It stood on a high slope and looked down at the immortals. Jing Xuan was in a bad mood and scoffed, "It's just a peacock bird, if a phoenix came, the aura would be even more magnificent."
The phoenix danced in the sky, hundreds of birds bowed, this kind of aura was naturally not something a peacock could compare to.
Qing Hong saw that the peacock had been looking at them and frowned, he seemed to have understood something. He pointed at the Biechao pearl in the sky, "Change!"
The watery clouds changed unpredictably, the thick clouds covered the immortal abode in a dense fog.
When the peacock saw this, it shook its body and the golden light in its eyes gradually faded.
On a high slope not far away, a group of handsome men and beautiful women gathered. Among the Seven Transformation God Tribes of the Southern Devil Cult, the Peacock Tribe loved to recruit handsome disciples. If they were ugly, they would definitely not be allowed into the Peacock Tribe.
Yang Fei prided himself on his outstanding appearance and often interacted with the Peacock Tribe. When these people gathered together, one of the beautiful women opened her eyes, "Someone over there has noticed something wrong and is trying to block my senses."
The peacock divine bird that flew to the entrance of the immortal abode was this woman's spiritual bird. She used the connection between the two to spy on the immortal abode, she did not want Qing Hong to see through it.
Yang Fei frowned, "Aunt Liu can't use her spiritual eyes to see through the shield?"
"I can't. That person is quite skilled, he used twenty-four pearls to seal the fog and prevent outsiders from spying on the immortal abode. "The beautiful woman said and changed the topic," But just now … "
"Just now what?" Yang Fei looked up and saw Aunt Liu in front of him, she grabbed his ear and said angrily, "Don't call me aunt, call me sister! How many times have I said it! I am still young this year! "
"Yes, yes, yes … it hurts!" Yang Fei quickly covered his ear and asked Aunt Liu to let go, "Big sister … big sister, my good big sister, let's let go!"
When Aunt Liu let go, Yang Fei thought to himself, 'Young? As someone who has experienced the last immortal and demon calamity, you should be at least four hundred years old, right?
But a woman's age is a big problem. The female demon is the same. ' Yang Fei knew that he should not pursue this topic.
He said to Aunt Liu, "You said, twenty-four pearls? It must be the Rogue Immortal Qing Hong, the descendant of Yunxiao Pavilion, right? His Jade Tide Pearl was a pretty good Artifact. It contains heaven and earth Xuan Huang Qi, killing people without karma. Also, he holds the Yin Yang Dragon Whisker Fan, that thing is not easy to deal with. "
The Yin Yang Dragon Whisker Fan, for the current immortals and demons, was already an unreachable legend. But as one of the Nine Supreme Treasures, it was an ancient treasure that once suppressed the fate of the Xuanmen, its power must not be ignored.
"Although I have not seen the power of this fan with my own eyes. But thinking of the Taiqing Seven-Star Sword during the last calamity, I am afraid its power is not much inferior. "
Thinking of the Taiqing Sect's Seven-Star Sword, the demons could not help but shiver.
Now that the Thousand Birds Peak was cut off by the Seven-Star Sword, it had not recovered to its original state! The mountain that was cut off could no longer be reconnected, it could only turn into another small hill.
The people of the Southern Demon Cult still remembered it clearly, thinking of the Yin Yang Dragon Whisker Fan of the same level, all of their faces did not look good.
"But I heard that this fan is not complete, it must only have thirty to fifty percent of the Seven-Star Sword's power?" Yang Fei's tone was also uncertain, after all, Qing Hong rarely used this thing.
After everyone discussed for a while, Yang Fei went to the other side to find the Great Peng Envoy of the Left and the White Envoy of the Swan Division.
"Mr. Bai, the immortal abode is already on guard, in your opinion, what should we do?"
Swan was noble and unsullied. The Swan Division of the Southern Devil Cult was mostly made up of cultivators dressed like scholars.
The White Envoy of the Great Hong Dynasty was originally the second rank. Later, he was ostracized, and in a rage, he ran to the Southern Border to serve the Barbarian King. In the end, because of his outstanding intelligence, he was taken in by the Brilliant Sun Demon Cult. Now, in a short three hundred years, he had become a person with real power in the Swan Division.
"Since they have issued a challenge, then we can just meet them face to face. Anyway, the Young Sect Master is in charge of this battle, we are here to assist under the Sect Master's orders. "
When Yang Fei heard this, a smile appeared on his lips. "Then let's give them a show of strength!"
As he said that, a fiery Dao Wheel rose behind his head, and a golden bird flew directly towards the immortal abode.
The Southern Demon Cult loved birds. Every human immortal who joined the sect would definitely have a ferocious spirit bird bestowed by the Demon Cult. When Mr. Bai and the others saw the golden bird fly out, they all revealed knowing smiles. There were also similar divine birds following behind him.
These ferocious spirit birds were white, green, gold, or purple, and there were many colors. The birds flew to the Cloud Immortal Abode at the same time. The huge golden bird in the lead spread its wings and cried. There was a sudden movement in the forest in the distance, and a gust of wind blew. Thousands of birds flew from the forest to worship their emperor, covering the entire mountain.
There were countless strange birds in the dense flock of birds, and the immortals' expressions turned ugly when they saw them.
"Hundred birds worshipping the phoenix?"
Zhang Yuanchu perked up. "Is there really a phoenix on the other side?"
"There might not be a phoenix, but it seems to be a golden crow?" Jing Xuan frowned. "After all, the golden crow is the fundamental divine form of the Brilliant Sun Demon Cult."
The immortals looked at the object that the birds were worshipping. It was a three-legged golden crow. It was eight feet tall, and its tail was like a fire cloud. It stood on the Immortal Rock with three legs. It looked like an emperor looking down at the flock of birds around it.
Seeing the crow, Qianzhen suddenly said loudly, "The sky is bright and beautiful today, but suddenly I see the golden bird summoning everyone. A pheasant pretending to be a phoenix, but a crow pretending to be the sun. "
Yang Fei was in a heroic mood, and he asked his natal divine bird to gather all birds to worship him. When he suddenly heard Qianzhen's poem, he thought about it and was instantly furious. "What a demon, how dare you insult me!"
The pheasant was also known as the fake phoenix. As the saying went, a phoenix came from a pheasant's nest. People often compared pheasants and phoenixes as the real and the fake. Qianzhen's first sentence also meant the same thing. However, the last sentence, "a crow pretending to be the sun," was similar. Here, it referred to the golden crow in the middle of the sun.
The golden crow was the essence of the sun, and its radiance was dazzling and illuminated everything. It was seen as the symbol of the sun. Qianzhen scolded Yang Fei for using a pheasant pretending to be a phoenix and a crow pretending to be a golden crow, which made Yang Fei very angry.
But then, he calmed down and said, "I won't argue with an idiot like you."
When Qianzhen heard that, he retorted, "Who is the feathered beast scolding?"
Yang Fei wanted to retort, but after thinking about it carefully, he thought to himself, "If I continue arguing with him, wouldn't I be admitting that I'm a feathered beast?"
So, Yang Fei turned to Qing Hong and said, "Qing Hong Taoist, you issued a declaration of war against the Devil Cult. Now, we have come as promised. You can draw the line! "
Qing Hong was looking at Yang Fei's golden crow in a daze.
Just like the divine dragon was the leader of the Feather race, the phoenix was also the leader of the Feather race. In the Xuanzheng region, divine dragons were common, but phoenixes were rare.
Because pure phoenixes were rare, they had disappeared after the end of the ancient times. Most of the phoenixes that appeared in the past few thousand years were spirits with phoenix blood, and they had evolved by purifying phoenix blood. Among them, the most common was the "fake phoenix" like the pheasant. Pheasant pretending to be a phoenix, although it was belittling, it was indeed possible.
As for the crow transforming into a three-legged golden crow, it was also possible. But the success rate was too low. Ever since Xuanzheng Prefecture was established, there had only been one Golden Raven living in the sun. As for the crow transforming into a Golden Crow? At most, it would be seventy to eighty percent similar. No Golden Crow had ever been born.
"If we were to talk about divine beasts in Xuanzheng Province, I'm afraid the dragon clan is the most common. Of course, these dragons were not the Celestial King. He is a descendant of the Celestial King. "
Jing Xuan nudged him from behind as he pondered silently. Qing Hong came back to his senses and said to Yang Fei, "I am a person who cultivates in peace outside of the tribulation, I won't enter the murderous tribulation. I can't be bothered to fight with your Devil Cult. The reason I challenged you to a duel today was to discuss the ownership of this three hundred kilometer territory. If I win, this place belongs to me. How I deal with him in the future, your Devil Cult is not to interfere. Even if you want to leave the Southern Border, you can't go through me. "
"Of course, if I lose, you'll be able to defeat me. Without hesitation, the Cloud Sky Immortal Abode gave it to them. After that, I will live in seclusion overseas and never step into Middle Earth again! "
Yang Fei raised his eyebrows when he heard Qing Hong's righteous words. "Never step into Middle Earth? You're quite bold. "
As the successor of the Yunxiao Pavilion, he would never step into Middle Earth in the future. This was a huge bet. Compared to that, the Devil Cult was not allowed to go near this area.
"I said it in the letter. We will fight three times in front of the Immortal Abode. The last time your Great Eagle Tribe returned in defeat was the first time. This is the second time. "
"How do you want to compete?"
"We are all immortal fiendcelestials with long lifespans. Besides, you will be facing a huge murderous tribulation soon. I can't be bothered to fight to the death with you. Let's have a 'Dao of Gambling'. "
"Dao of Gambling? What kind of gambling? "
"You and I will each set a question and turn it into a number. Then, we will each take the dice and throw the numbers. The sum of the numbers will determine the competition. There will be a total of three times. The winner wins. "
Qing Hong understood that if they were to compete in a group fight, they would definitely be at a disadvantage if the Brilliant Sun Devil Cult got serious. Besides, if anything happened to these Grand Supreme cultivators in the immortal abode, he would not be able to pay for it in the future. He would owe them a huge favor.
Therefore, Qing Hong chose the method of gambling.
"Alright!" Yang Fei was straightforward. He then looked up at the sky. "But it's already late. Let's gamble again tomorrow morning!"
After saying that, he led the group away.
Returning to the high slope in the distance, someone laughed. "Young Sect Master, why fight with him? In my humble opinion, we should just kill him! As the saying goes, 'Divine power is not as good as fate, fate is not as good as wisdom'. No matter how high his cultivation is, it will only take me ten minutes. "
"That's right. Gui Sou's' Seven Star Proverb Death Curse 'is one of the best in the world. Even if their patriarch was alive, he would not be able to escape death, much less the Cloud Lord. "The peacock transformed into a beautiful woman dressed like a goddess and smiled sweetly at the side.
"There's no hurry. Since they sent us the letter of challenge, we will follow the rules. Using curses to kill them is just the worst plan. " After saying that, Yang Fei immediately added, "But we can prepare this method. After we kill them with curses, it will be easier for us to take over the immortal abode. Master Gui Sou, prepare it first. We might need it later. "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
