I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 120 Prepare to summon Duan De

In this world, most of the forces that can be called the "Holy Land" have long-standing inheritance and profound foundations, and they suppress many great religions.But among these holy places, there are also three, six or nine levels, high, low, strong and weak.

The most powerful ones are undoubtedly Yaochi, Yaoguang and other holy places that have extreme weapons to suppress the mountain gates.

Their heritage has existed with the world, and has endured countless tribulations. They truly dominate the world, are not afraid of any threats, and stand at the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

But Fu Jin said that he would attack such forces.

For a moment, everyone didn't know whether they themselves couldn't keep up with the times, or whether the kid opposite had lost his mind and started talking nonsense.

"You are looking for that unscrupulous Taoist priest to borrow the lid of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and a Half-Emperor Armament to join forces, right?" Black Emperor asked with an unusually serious tone.

Fu Jin nodded slightly, that was indeed what he thought.

"Don't you think that with what you two have in hand, you can be invincible?" The Black Emperor sneered at such an idea:

"You simply don't understand what kind of advantages a complete imperial weapon can bring to a mountain gate that has been painstakingly managed and arranged by a holy place for countless years."

Not only are the geographical advantages brought by the countless formations carved in the mountain gate, but it is also much easier to awaken the gods of the imperial soldiers and revive the power of the extreme path than usual.

And once the power of the Ji Dao revives and collides, the consequences will not be controllable by Fu Jin, a small cultivator of the Four Ji Dao.

"What if their imperial soldiers are not at the mountain gate?" Fu Jin couldn't help but touch his chin and asked again after being stared at by everyone's strange eyes.

"How is this possible?" Black Emperor looked over with confusion.

The emperor's soldiers suppressed the secrets of the mountain gate, and they could not act rashly on weekdays, otherwise there would definitely be big trouble.

Even when those forces attacked Zishan before, they only used imitations and half a magic jar in the hands of the Thirteen Bandits for the first two times. It was not until the third time that was about to begin that they agreed to use imperial troops.

"You want to take advantage of Yaoguang's imperial troops to attack Zishan and attack the mountain gate?" The Black Emperor rolled his eyes, thinking he had guessed Fu Jin's thoughts, and warned again:
"You must not act recklessly. These families have used imperial soldiers at the same time. If one family has lost its gate, there is no guarantee that the other families will not think too much. Don't make a fuss and be attacked by several families."

"I mean, after this." Of course Fu Jin knew how powerful it was.

Moreover, what he said about attacking Yaoguang was not to destroy this ancient holy land that had been passed down for countless years, but to take this opportunity to expose the details of Yaoguang to the world.

"How can you be so sure that the other party will bring the imperial soldiers out of the mountain gate?" The Black Emperor became more and more confused.

Ye Fan, who was confused about what Fu Jin was thinking, suddenly asked:

"You mean, the group of people in the shadow of Shaking Light Holy Land will use imperial soldiers?"

He and Fu Jin had faced the power of the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns and learned many details about the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

Fu Jin nodded and explained:

"As far as I know, that group tried to infiltrate the Jiang family, but they failed and suffered heavy losses.

"When the Jiang family rescues the God King from the Purple Mountain, do you think they will watch helplessly as their great enemy has another peerless God King who is gradually returning to his peak?"

"That group of people will use Fluolight's imperial soldiers to attack the God King?" Ye Fan guessed what Fu Jin meant.

If it is true as he said, then if Fu Jin chooses to attack the Holy Land of Light at this time, the opponent will definitely not be able to use the imperial weapons to resist the two imperial weapons coming at him.

And when the news of the temporary loss of the Yaoguang Emperor's soldiers comes out, and combined with the previous ruthless inheritance, the conspiracy will definitely be revealed, exposed to the world, and known to more people.

"So that's your plan." Ye Fan thought about it and understood all Fu Jin's thoughts.

"What's the plan? Why does the emperor become more and more confused as he listens?" The Black Emperor didn't know the details of Yaoguang and was confused as he listened.

"You will follow Fu Jin these days to look for that unscrupulous Taoist priest." Ye Fan looked at the Black Emperor.

This person and the dog have known each other for a long time. Although there will be occasional battles between humans and dogs, the Black Emperor will still obey Mark's arrangements before big events.

"Damn it, the holy city is so big, how can I possibly find it." The Black Emperor kept mumbling.

"What about me?" Pang Bo pointed at himself.

"You take this as a gift and ask Master Chilong to take action once." Fu Jin took out a basin-shaped jade.

Although there were many patterns on it, the moment it was taken out, brilliant golden light shone, and a refreshing fragrance filled the room.

Loach.

"Boy, what are you asking that old man to do? If you have any problem, just ask me to take action." The Black Emperor was crying non-stop. He stared at the jade basin and almost couldn't help but pounce on it.

"You have other great uses." Fu Jin declined politely.

Although the Dragon Monument God is now showing signs of waking up, on the day when the Fluttering Light is attacked, it is not known whether he will be able to wake up completely. Just in case, a powerful person must be invited to revive the Dragon Monument.

Chilong Laodao who is currently in the Holy City is a very good candidate.

As the descendant of Demon Emperor Pang Bo, he should be able to invite him.

"Okay." Pang Bo took the jade basin and put it away under the disappointed look of the Black Emperor.

"Hey, hey, don't forget me." Li Heishui couldn't help but become anxious when he saw several people making their own moves.

He was really unwilling not to get involved in such a big matter.

"After the God King is rescued, Ye Zi will go to the Jiang family to help the God King recover, but there is no way to deliver the news. This important task will be left to you." Fu Jin has already made arrangements for this.

He had to wait until Yaoguang's imperial soldiers were dispatched before he could continue his next move. "Don't worry, I'll do the work." Li Heishui was not dissatisfied at all with this arrangement.

The few people agreed to get together here after everything was done, and then left the ancient alley.

Fu Jin took Hei Huang to search for materials.

The Holy City is so big, trying to find someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. All they have to do is make a magnet to attract the needle and actively attract them.

At Fu Jin's suggestion, the Black Emperor took action and made an earthen jar using the mud from the ten thousand year old coffin. It looked very simple, as if it had just been unearthed from the tomb, and he sketched a grimace on it. The mark looks like crying or laughing, with tears stained on it, a little sad.

An ancient artifact suspected to be related to the ruthless emperor was born.

"This damn dog really has a lot of brushes." Fu Jin was quite surprised. If he hadn't known the situation, he might have believed it.

"Damn, it would be great if it was true." The Black Emperor held the earthen jar and sighed.

After doing everything, Fujin and Heihuang went to the ancient barter street, rented a large stall, and placed the recently unearthed earthen jar.

The combination of one person and one dog is rare.

In addition, there was only one ancient artifact placed on the huge stall, which was even more surprising, and it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

When he saw the grimace mark on the ancient earthen jar, the news about the antiquities suspected to be from the hands of the ruthless emperor spread like wildfire, attracting more attention.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged Taoist priest who was somewhat stout walked slowly, looking at the earthen jar that looked like the jar of the Sky-Swallowing Demon, and murmuring in his heart.

"Didn't the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar fall into the hands of the bandit leader? Why did it appear here?

"Is it some kind of forbidden weapon made by imitating a magic pot?"

As the middle-aged fat Taoist priest approached, the little black dog that had been lying lazily on the ground suddenly sensed it, raised its head suspiciously, and shrugged its nose.

"Why did I smell a familiar smell?"

Looking in the direction where the smell came from, I saw the fat Taoist priest huddled in a corner.

"Wang."

The little black dog turned into a black lightning, rushed out, and bit the outstretched finger.

"Damn, that's the nose." The Black Emperor bit his tongue and refused to let go, his eyes widened and he growled.

"Wang Wang Wang."

"Damn it, whose vicious dog bit someone?" The fat Taoist priest who was bitten by Leng Buding was furious and hurriedly waved his arms to try to get away.

But this vicious dog didn't look big, but in fact it was heavier than a mountain, and its body was ridiculously hard. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Come here, a vicious dog has bitten someone."

"Whose dog is this? Is anyone still taking care of it?"

"Relax now. If you don't let go, Master Dao will have dog meat hot pot tonight."

A human-dog battle was going on. Fu Jin, who was guarding the stall, finally came out and yelled:

"Hurry up and let go."

"Woof." The Black Emperor growled, but he finally remembered the important matter and let go of the fat Taoist priest who was covered in teeth and claw marks.

"Damn it, Master Dao's clothes have been torn by you."

The fat Taoist priest was cursing. Anyone bitten by a dog while walking on the road would probably look like this.

He rubbed his aching arm, looked at the dog owner who was approaching, and shouted:

"Why did you raise a dog? You must compensate Master Dao today."

"Compensation is certain." Fu Jin stepped forward and said with a smile in his unconcealed voice:
"And it will definitely satisfy Taoist Master Duan."

"Why does the voice sound familiar?"

The fat Taoist priest suddenly thought of a hateful boy who had tricked him several times.

"It's you."

He recognized Fu Jin.

Then, he looked at the earthen pot with the ghost face mark on it and asked:

"That thing?"

"It's fake." Fu Jin smiled apologetically.

"You black-hearted boy, are you here for the Taoist?" The fat Taoist finally realized that he had bitten the opponent's bait.

"I have a big deal that I want to discuss with the Taoist priest in detail." Fu Jin said frankly.

"No talk."

(End of this chapter)