In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Let us say that Cui Yu came back from Chen's house, thought for a while and then went to the thatched cottage where Nanhua Zhenren lived in seclusion.

He wants to ask about the origin of the Qing Yulong clan!

The Yulong clan's mark is what determines how he should act.

He knew that the Yulong clan was by no means a small force. From the girl's tone when they parted, Cui Yu could deduce one or two things.

But he still wants to know better.

The best person to ask about this matter is the mysterious old Taoist priest.

thatched cottage

The sun and moon are together, one red and one white, one east and one west.

Zhang Jiao sat under the moon, swallowing essence at the bright moon in the sky, and saw a ray of moonlight falling from the void, and was swallowed by Zhang Jiao. Then Zhang Jiao closed his eyes, his whole expression was peaceful, as if he was asleep.

Not far away, the little Taoist Shoucheng had a look of envy in his eyes: "What a perverted talent. I have been practicing Qi for eight years, and I still can't steal the moonlight. I didn't expect that in a few months, he would be worth my eight years of hard work."

"I have my own fate, and I can't envy you for this. You envy Zhang Jiao, but you don't know that Cui Yu, that illiterate wild monkey, also envy you." Master Nanhua joked next to him.

"Master, what you said is really damaging." Cui Yu, who was walking down the mountain, happened to hear Master Nanhua's words, and his face suddenly darkened.

"I haven't seen you for a while..." Mr. Nan Hua joked, but halfway through his words, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. Looking at Cui Yu walking under the moonlight, he was so shocked that the stool under him fell apart in an instant, and his whole body The man was thrown backwards and forwards, like a turtle that had rolled over.

Master Nanhua stood up and flashed past. He ignored the distance of more than ten meters and appeared directly in front of Cui Yu. He seemed to have seen something unbelievable. He stared at Cui Yu with his eyes and pointed at Cui Yu. By Cui Yu:

"you you you……."

You've been waiting for a long time, but you can't say a word. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"What? Is there anything wrong?" Cui Yu looked at Master Nanhua and blinked.

"No! No!" Master Nanhua shook his head decisively, watching Cui Yu hesitate to speak, but finally did not say anything.

"Then why did you look like this when you saw me?" Cui Yu looked at the stool that was falling apart on the ground, and took a deep look at Master Nanhua. This old Taoist has such advanced martial arts cultivation, and even the slightest bit of Qi leakage will knock the stool into pieces. Baluo, if you say he is an ordinary Taoist priest, only a ghost would believe it.

"Where have you been during this time?" Master Nanhua changed the subject.

"Didn't you ask me to learn how to read with a teacher?" Cui Yu looked at Master Nanhua.

"Have you seen that old sour scholar?" Master Nanhua's expression returned to normal, and he sat down again gracefully.

"Of course I saw it." Cui Yu said.

"Are you satisfied with this master?" Master Nanhua looked at Cui Yu with a smile.

"What is the origin of the Confucian scholar?" Cui Yu asked.

"Don't say it. I said it would lead to karma. If I told you to become a disciple, it would already be a taboo." Master Nanhua shook his head quickly.

Cui Yu looked at Master Nanhua, then at the cud dog that fell to the ground, and at the little Taoist priest Zhang Jiao who was meditating not far away.

"I found him pleasing to my eye, so I accepted the mantle. This son is destined for me." Master Nanhua said.

"I don't see anything unique about it." Cui Yu was a little bit sour. When he first became a disciple, the old Taoist priest refused. What's so special about this little Taoist priest?

"He is a man of good fortune." Master Nanhua looked at Cui Yu: "Have you really only been studying in Baicao Hall these days?"

Cui Yu looked at Master Nanhua with a half-smile.

"There's no other meaning, I'm just curious." Master Nanhua sneered.

Cui Yu had a feeling that this old man saw that he had changed. As for whether he has seen through the divine blood, I don't know.

"This old Taoist priest has something." Cui Yu looked at Master Nanhua with a strange look in his eyes.

I don’t know if this old Taoist priest is a human being!

"I want to ask you something. What is hidden under that well of gods and demons? Was it really born five thousand years ago?" Cui Yu asked curiously.

"What? Are you interested in that well?" The old Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu in surprise, and then his expression changed. He looked Cui Yu up and down, and a thought flashed in his mind:

"Could this boy's creation come from the Well of Gods and Demons?"

"I'm a little interested." Cui Yu asked.

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "I don't know much. The Well of Gods and Demons has existed for too long, and a lot of information was deliberately erased by the Zhou royal family. I only know that buried under the Well of Gods and Demons is the ancient goddess of war. The Yellow Emperor's daughter 'Ba'. Ba was cursed by the Corpse Ancestor, and when the Corpse Ancestor was beheaded by the Yellow Emperor, he swallowed the origin of the Corpse Ancestor."

The old Taoist priest hesitated slightly at this point: "But there is another theory, that is, the corpse ancestor wanted to seize the body of the female demon, but was trapped in the female demon's body, merged with the source of divine power in the female demon's body, and then mutated. It became a natural disaster.”

"I don't know the rest." Master Nanhua looked at Cui Yu.

Cui Yu was thoughtful and his eyes fell on the cud dog in front of the old Taoist priest: "Have you ever heard of the Yulong clan?"

The old Taoist priest's expression changed, his expression was a little unnatural, and he swept Cui Yu's arm without leaving a trace: "Of course I have heard of it. You live here and don't communicate with the outside world, how do you know about the Yulong clan?"

"I met a member of the Yulong clan." Cui Yu did not elaborate: "I also asked the Taoist priest to give me some advice."

"The Yulong clan is one of the most powerful ancient clans in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was granted the title of the bitter cold land in the west. It is located outside Hangu Pass and monitors the Dragon Clan in the West Sea. It can be ranked among the top three nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Its inheritance is no worse than that of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In the past years The Yellow Emperor conquered Chiyou, and the Yulong clan controlled the Yinglong to call for wind and rain, and defeated the eighty-one tribes of Chiyou. Even the Yushi tribe and the Xiangliu tribe did not dare to ignore its edge. It is just that they have made an alliance with the ghosts and gods of the world, and the dragon tribes from all over the world are naturally included in the agreement. Inside, the Yulong Clan cannot travel to the four seas to capture real dragons and can only rely on cultivating them at home. Its power has been greatly reduced. But even so, the Yulong Clan is still unfathomable and can be called one of the four major forces in the world." Nanhua's eyes looked at the real person Showing a touch of emotion.

The Yulong clan was too domineering, and Taiping Tao preached in the Yulong clan's territory. They were chased by the Yulong clan, but they were chased away and fled.

"Have you ever heard of the Taoist Master Yulong's martial arts?" Cui Yu blinked, never expecting that the stinky girl that day had such a powerful background. But that Laoshan Taoist priest even dared to touch Yulong's brow, how audacious he was.

"Chaoge scum!" The old Taoist priest blurted out the words without even thinking.

"Taoist Master, have you ever heard of her?" Cui Yu's eyes lit up. He remembered that the girl said that she wanted to become the scum duo of Great Zhou with him.

"I haven't heard of it! I don't know it!" Master Nan Hua quickly rejected it, and then looked at Cui Yu in surprise: "You said you met a member of the Yulong clan, could it be Wu Zhao? But Wu Zhao shouldn't appear here."

"My name is Wu Zhao, she is a... girl with a tricky mouth." Cui Yu nodded.

"Why did Wu Zhao appear in Liangjie Mountain?" Master Nanhua was surprised, and then he seemed to remember something. His face changed involuntarily, and his beard almost broke: "No way! No way! No way!"

The old Taoist priest said no three times in succession, and then he looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He was in a daze, ignoring Cui Yu's words, and just sat there blankly, lost in thought.

"Taoist? Taoist?" Cui Yu waved his hand in front of the old Taoist priest, who turned a blind eye as if he had turned into a sculpture.

At this time, the sky was shining with light, and a wisp of purple rose in the east. Cui Yu looked at the nervous old Taoist priest, standing beside him feeling helpless.

"Believers, don't wait any longer. Although the master's physical body is here, the Yang Shen has long since left the body." Zhang Jiao woke up at some point and came over to salute Cui Yu.

"Taoist Master, have you become a disciple of this old Taoist?" Cui Yu looked at Zhang Jiao with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Thanks to the believers, the believers are really my lucky star." Zhang Jiao grinned widely at this time.

He is just an ordinary magic stick. Who would have thought that he would have great luck and have a great master come to him and accept him as his disciple. Cui Yu is really his lucky star.

At first, he had fortune-telling and fortune-telling, but now he has indeed been lucky enough to do so.

Cui Yu looked at Zhang Jiao, a little concerned about Zhang Jiao's lottery tube, but after thinking about it, his thoughts calmed down.

I have great supernatural powers, and even have a treasure to protect my body. It takes hundreds of millions of strange powers to form a magic power that can turn a word into a prophecy. I don’t know how long it will take until the year of the monkey and the horse.

Moreover, Cui Yu also lost his mind because of the prophecy that this magical power is good but not bad.

It is only right to find ways to improve ‘material transformation’.

Although material transformation is only a preliminary magical power to mediate creation and belongs to the category of minor magical powers, in terms of power, it is probably incomparable to many great magical powers.

"Junior brother, you just finished your morning lessons, and you haven't gone to the mountains to collect herbs. Why are you lazy?" A scolding came from the room, and the little Taoist Shoucheng walked out of the room with a serious face, staring at Zhang. horn.

Zhang Jiao trembled, raised his hand and cupped his fist at Cui Yu, and quickly picked up the basket in front of the thatched cottage without thinking of talking: "Little brother, go now! Little brother, go now!"

After speaking, he winked at Cui Yu, then carried the basket building on his back and ran down the mountain like a flexible monkey.

Watching Zhang Jue go away, the young Taoist priest Shoucheng came over, smiled at Cui Yu and said: "My junior brother is too talented, but his mind is too flexible. If he doesn't polish it and forge it, he will not be able to lock it in the future." If you keep the ape in your mind and the horse in your mind, you will inevitably encounter a natural chasm, and maybe your life will be wasted. His talent is too high, and you need to keep suppressing him to make him converge his mind."

Cui Yu was noncommittal, feeling that there was no need for the little Taoist Shoucheng to explain to him, but explaining to him felt like there was no silver in this place.

"My master Yang Shen is traveling. I don't know how long it will take to come back. Believers, please come back." The little Taoist priest saluted Cui Yu.

Cui Yu didn't say much after hearing this, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Just halfway, I suddenly heard a cursing voice coming from the mountain: "Xiang Mangzi, you bastard, I don't accept it! Why did you lock me up and send me to hard labor for no reason?"

"You bastard son of a turtle, you bully others like this just because you are a noble. My father will definitely report it to the Lord of Dayu, and I will never give up on you!"

The voice was cursing and sounded familiar.

At this moment, another voice begged: "My lord, please stop scolding me. If someone hears you, you are guilty of insulting a noble. How can we still survive?"

"Damn it, I was wronged for nothing, why don't you let me scold you?" Chen Sheng's voice was still shouting: "He was the one who opened the pot for me, so it's fine that I didn't settle the score with him, but now I'm just taking the blame. Is there any justice?"

Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, Cui Yu saw Chen Sheng wearing shackles and riding two servants in soap robes, walking arrogantly among the mountains.

Seeing this scene, Cui Yu was dumbfounded: Why did Chen Sheng appear here in shackles and ride away on a guard? "

Then he suddenly remembered that the Chen family was looking for him, and Cui Yu's eyes lit up: "Xiang Caizhu is very quick."

"This is a good time to kill Chen Sheng!" Cui Yu's heart flashed with murderous intent.

Knowing the background of the Yulong family, will I still be afraid of the Chen family?

He and Chen Sheng have been fighting to the death. Who knows if they will start a fight in the barren mountains and mountains here?

"I advise believers not to act rashly." Just when Cui Yu's heart was filled with murderous intent, a crisp word came from his ears.

"Who?" Cui Yu turned around suddenly, but saw no one in sight.

"You are quite courageous. Chen Sheng is a nobleman. It's really interesting that a commoner like you wants to attack a nobleman." At this time, the big tree in front of Cui Yu twisted and a figure walked out of the tree.

"It's you!" Cui Yu looked at Zhang Jiao in front of him, and then looked at the big tree coming out from behind Zhang Jiao. He didn't expect that the other party had such abilities.

But then something moved in his mind: "The other party is following him?"

"Chen Sheng can be sent out, but he must not die here." Zhang Jiao said to Cui Yu: "If he dies, the Chen family will massacre the village! All villages within a radius of dozens of miles will be massacred, including Lijia Village."

As if sensing the dissatisfaction rising in Cui Yu's heart, Zhang Jiao said with a smile: "Xiaodao is not following the believer, but I happen to have a cause and effect with the believer."

Zhang Jiao took out the lottery tube from his sleeve and handed it to Cui Yu: "You said earlier that my mother wanted to enshrine this thing, so I will lend it to you. This thing is a bit evil, so you need to be careful when offering it. I was chasing after it. I’m giving you a lottery ticket.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Jiao smiled and said: "The believer was so bold that he actually opened Chen Sheng's head."

"How do you know this?" Cui Yu asked subconsciously and took the lottery tube casually.

"Who else is named Cui Yu in Daliang City, and who dares to murder the nobles as a commoner?" Zhang Jiao looked at Cui Yu with a smile.

Cui Yu frowned, feeling displeased in his heart. No one would be happy if their inner thoughts were revealed. Looking at the lottery tube in his hand, Cui Yu was about to speak when Zhang Jiao took a step back and merged with the big tree. The person had disappeared without a trace.

Cui Yu stood in the jungle, looking at the big tree that disappeared with Zhang Jiao, and Chen Sheng who was gradually cursing and walking away. Then he looked down at the lottery tube in his hand, and his eyes gradually became cold: "It's getting more and more interesting."

He was really wary of Zhang Jiao's weird and unpredictable methods.

Walking directly out of the tree trunk, who can guard against this?

If I had a conflict with the other party, wouldn’t the other party come and leave whenever they wanted?

If you want to make a sneak attack, you can make a sneak attack, but you won’t be able to defend yourself?

Furthermore, Zhang Jiao said that once Chen Sheng died here, the Chen family behind Chen Sheng would massacre the village. Cui Yu felt even more unhappy, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more frightening.

"The Chen family cannot stay." Cui Yu made up his mind again.

However, Chen Sheng was assigned to another job. After leaving this place, Cui Yu felt doubts in his heart: "Could it be Xiang Caizhu's work?"

No one would help him except Xiang Caizhu.