Chapter 493: Rebuilding the Taoist Tradition, Three Days Limit
“The Immortal Island is going to forcefully squeeze into this space!
“What does Shi Mang want to do? "
Xie Huan looked at the vast energy shock and thought to himself.
" Corpse Emperor, what are you doing? ! ”
A sharp shout came from the sky above Xiwang Island. The sound was like a loud bell, surging in the space, calming down the energy fluctuations and reaching into the distance.
The monks on the island suddenly calmed down, and they all surrounded this man, no longer panicking.
"Nothing, let's get back some of my things."
Shi Mang's voice came from the immortal island shrouded in spiritual smoke.
“There are only things from Saiwang Island here, where can your things come from?”
The man shouted coldly.
He was wearing a silver-white robe with the sun, moon and stars embroidered on it, with a thin face and a beard as thick as white clouds. It was Xiwangdao who advocated Wuhen.
“What is enshrined in your holy temple?”
Shi Mang asked calmly.
“That is an item passed down from the Baifa Sect.”
Zhang Wuhen's face changed slightly.
"That's it, we are disciples of the Bai Dharma Sect."
Shi Mang's voice came with a smile.
“Thousands of years have passed, and those things have long become ownerless. They have long belonged to me, Xiwang Island.”
Zhang Wuhen shouted.
"Zhang Wuhen, why do you have to deceive yourself? There are statues of us enshrined in your holy temple, and it is clearly written that they are ours."
"Oh, those statues are the old troops of the King of Humans in the past, how come they are you What evidence do you have to prove that you are an old member of the Human King? "
"Since you said that, I won't say anything. Who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have for me to prove it?"< br>
Shi Mang's words were full of sarcasm. The Immortal Island was like a sharp ax, constantly cutting through the space structure.
“You mean to grab it openly?”
Zhang Wuhen was furious.
“The mouth is on you, you can say whatever you like.”
Shi Mang was too lazy to pay attention anymore, sitting in the temple of Immortality Island, drinking tea.
"Corpse Emperor, you are going too far!"
Zhang Wuhen's silver robe suddenly bulged, and his whole body flashed violently in the air, passing through the layers of energy fluctuations, coming directly to Arriving above Immortality Island, a powerful momentum pressed toward the temple.
Everyone on the Immortal Island changed their expressions, and their expressions were extremely solemn.
"Is this person a descendant of Miss Ling'er?"
"Bah, how can Miss Ling'er have any descendants? He is a descendant of that boy Zhang Lan."
"Ah , Zhang Lan is the adopted son of Zhang Ling'er. He was just a stupid person with level D talent at the beginning, but he has become a dominant family. "
"Then the descendants of the Human King will not be cut off, right?"
"Not yet, I'm still on the island, but I'm no longer popular."
Many old people were talking about it, and they were all sighing and sighing.
Zhang Wuhen was disturbed for a while after hearing this. If it was just an invasion by emperor-level powerful men, it would be easier to deal with it. He could just directly resist the foreign enemies, but who were the people who came...
Some time ago, he heard the news from the Wuji Realm, saying that all the old members of the Human King on the Immortal Island were resurrected, and he was a little confused. In this case, what is their Xiwang Island?
Xiwang Island has always boasted that it is the inheritance of the King of Humans. Now that all the people from these traditions have come out, how can they still inherit it?
This matter has always made him worried. Before he could think of a solution, these people appeared directly to steal things.
Zhang Wuhen also knew very well in his heart that the things in the temple belonged to them and he had no responsibility at all. But if the temple was taken away by these people, then Xiwang Island would become a joke.
That’s why he said those scoundrel words, you have to prove that you are who you are.
Shi Mang also knew very well that since the other party was playing rogue, no matter how he tried to prove it, the other party would not admit it, so he didn’t bother to say anything and just started doing it.
In the temple, a more powerful momentum spread out, pushing back Zhang Wuhen's pressure. A space storm rumbled in the void, and the island was lifted up, forming There was a vacuum, and the two of them faced each other from afar.
Zhang Wuhen's face changed drastically, and a horrified look shot out of his eyes. He boasted that he had reached the end of becoming a god and became one of the top powerhouses in this sea area. He was not under the Seven Emperors, but as soon as he came into contact with Shi Mang, he immediately I understand that Shimang is even higher than me.
His face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and said: "Has the Corpse Emperor considered the consequences of doing this? Once a war starts, both sides will suffer. Even if Xiwang Island is defeated, at least 80% of you people will die, or even more. , Does this make sense?”
“Take out the things in the temple, the fragments of Arcas, and the earth soul, and we will leave immediately.”
Poetry. Mang still looked elegant and said calmly.
“You still want the soul?”
Zhang Wuhen was stunned for a moment.
“The earth soul is the carrier of Shenyin, and it hides the secret of the black abyss.”
“Although the earth soul is in the space of Xiwang Island, it does not belong to Xiwang. If the Corpse Emperor wants to take it away, I would advise the Corpse Emperor to think twice."
Zhang Wuhen suddenly gained some confidence and said excitedly: "If Xiwang Island and Di Po join forces. , What are the chances of the Corpse Emperor winning? "
"Not to mention whether Di Po will join forces with you, even if they do join forces, will you completely sacrifice Xiwang Island for a holy temple? "
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Shi Mang chuckled and said: "Zhang Wuhen, a biting dog doesn't bark. The more threatening you are, the more guilty you feel. Now that I'm here, I won't come back empty-handed. Just be mentally prepared."
Zhang Wuhen's white beard fluttered in anger, and he said angrily: "What is your purpose?"
Shi Mang condensed slightly, looked at the clear green tea on the tea table, and said lightly: "Rebuild the Baifamen Taoism and complete what was not completed back then."
"What was not completed?"
Zhang Wuhen was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly Shi Mang's purpose was this. That would be even more incompatible with their Xiwang Island.
And he felt a huge crisis. The other party was better than Xiwangdao in terms of moral integrity and strength.
Shi Mang did not answer, but said: "Immortal Island will stay for these three days. Island Master Zhang should think about it."
After saying that, he waved to see the guest off.
Zhang Wuhen said angrily: "Zombie Emperor, you have been roaming the Yuanyang Sea and you are one of the Seven Emperors. I have never heard of you wanting to rebuild the Baifa Sect's orthodoxy. Why are you so excited now? Are you going crazy?”
“Oh, we were dead before, but now we are living. Dead people and living people have different thoughts.”
Shi Mang said leisurely.
Suddenly, a sound transmission sounded in his ears, his pupils fluctuated slightly, he looked at Zhang Wuhen in surprise, and said: "It's really surprising, Island Master Zhang, except for the things from the holy temple and the earth spirit In addition, I have a third request, which is to hand over Xie Huan."
"Xie Huan? What Xie Huan?"
Zhang Wuhen was confused, but he knew it instantly. Who is Xie Huan that Shi Mang is talking about? There is no one in the top ranks of Yuan Yanghai today. Even the popularity of Seven Emperors and Pan is not as high as this person.
"The Corpse Emperor is telling a joke. I want Xie Huan to ask why he came to my island."
Zhang Wuhen snorted with a cold face.
"Tianhun said that he met Xie Huan in the holy temple. I believe that it is impossible for even one person in my Zhenyuan Division to admit his mistake."
Shi Mang said calmly.
"Hey, it's definitely Xie Huan. If not, I'll cut off the head and put it in the Zhenyuan Temple Hall of the Holy Temple for people to visit."
Tianhun made a roar not far away. He said, crossing his arms with his chest, and a huge knife shadow appeared behind him.
Zhang Wuhen was slightly startled, and he immediately sent a message to call the owner of the business, Shang Qiu. Shang Qiu was an ordinary man, with an unremarkable appearance, simple clothes, a dark blue robe without any decoration, a clean face, and his hair was not messy.
As a descendant of the Human King, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the Immortal Island.
"Why do I feel nothing like the Human King? You can't be mistaken, right?"
"It's been several generations, it's normal to be completely different."
"You think, which beauties did the King have this child from?"
"There are so many beauties, it's hard to guess."
Shang Qiu listened to the discussion, with no trace of emotion on his face. Fluctuating, it was only when he heard Zhang Wuhen questioning Xie Huan that he called the merchant to take charge of the temple.
The steward was trembling in his heart and naturally denied it.
Qing Ming, Shang Wen, and Shang Jin, who were watching the situation from a distance, were soaked in cold sweat and glanced at each other.
"Master Qingming, why are there beads of sweat on the tip of your nose?"
A caring subordinate next to Qingming asked with concern.
“I have been practicing too hard these past few days, and my breath is not smooth.”
“My lord, you must take care of yourself. I will select a few pure yin enchantresses for you on a certain day. Let the adults relax."
The subordinate said with a flattering smile.
"What time has it been? Shut up! Get lost!"
Qing Ming couldn't relax now, so he glared at his subordinate and told him to get out.
At this time, a merchant disciple flew forward, bowed down, and said something in front of Shang Qiu and Zhang Wuhen.
Both Shang Qiu and Zhang Wuhen changed their expressions.
Shang Qiu angrily yelled: "Get out of here, you bunch of trash!"
The two merchant disciples hurriedly retreated.
Zhang Wuhen said to Shi Mang with a gloomy face: "It is unknown whether Xie Huan is on the island, but the Human King Hall of the Holy Temple has just been looted, and all the most important sacred objects have been looted. Lost, including the pieces of Arcas you want. "
"Hehe, it's easy to say, just say that the earth soul has also been looted, isn't it all wiped out? "
Qiuniang, director of the Hundred Flowers Department, sneered.
“Believe it or not!”
Zhang Wuhen said angrily.
"Island Master Zhang, please be patient. I am not asking you to hand over people or goods now. I have given you three days. If you don't have it after three days, I will take it myself."
Poetry Mang waved his hand.
The spiritual light on the Immortal Island is like smoke, spreading rapidly in the sky, overwhelming the sky, and almost covering the entire space.
At this time, a slight, strange sound came from the void, like a giant beast roaring in a low voice. Waves of sound waves came, making everyone who heard it feel numb.
Xie Huan mingled among the people eating melons, feeling the power and feeling like darkness was coming, making him feel like he was facing an abyss.
"Black Cracking, this power..."
Black Cracking is the Black Abyss creature of the Core Formation Realm that Xie Huan begged from the Wings of the Black Abyss, and has received the brand of God Slave , live forever in precious flowers.
Xie Huan transmitted his spiritual thoughts into Baohua, making the black crack feel the low roar.
“God! It’s a god!”
Black Crane was horrified, crawling on the ground, trembling all over. The black body became like fluid, and like a shadow, and was about to burst.
“What is a god?”
Xie Huan asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t know. God is as great as the master, no, even greater than the master. He is the king of the entire black abyss, and is still above the king. He is an existence that we dare not touch. "
Heilai said in fear, his whole body began to twitch, and he was so scared that he did not dare to cover his ears with his hands.
Seeing him like this, Xie Huan cut off his sense of sound.
I guess this voice is probably from that earth spirit, but I didn’t expect it to be so difficult.
Zhang Wuhen was overjoyed and shocked the whole world. His confidence suddenly increased a bit.
The sound quickly died down.
"What a familiar voice, Shenyin, is it you?"
Shi Mang said to the vast void.
But no reply.
Shi Mang waited for a while and then ignored it. At this moment, the island's spiritual smoke almost completely obscured the space. He said to Zhang Wuhen: "Although the top-secret space of Xiwang Island is hidden, Xie Huan cannot use it. Based on common sense, I will seal this top-secret space for another level, thank you."
"Zombie Emperor! You will pay the price for your actions!"
Zhang Wuhen. He was shaking with anger.
Shi Mang was too lazy to say anything anymore. The spiritual smoke on the Immortal Island became thicker, and all the scenery and people were obscured and could no longer be seen clearly.
Zhang Wuhen was so angry that he had no choice but to return in anger.
When the melon-eating monks saw that the island owner, who was usually aloof and like a god, was deflated, they were all frightened and frightened. They were afraid that Zhang Wuhen would do something in anger, which would affect all the fish in the pond like him. Dispersed.
Xie Huan also dispersed among the crowd.
He heard clearly all the conversations between Shi Mang and Zhang Wuhen, and immediately realized that his opportunity had come. As long as Shi Mang and Zhang Wuhen started a war, he could fish in troubled waters and leave the island.
Three days, as long as you can survive three days without being caught by Zhang Wuhen, you will win.
He smiled softly, let alone three days, if he wanted to hide, Zhang Wuhen wouldn't be able to find him even for three years.
He returned to Qingming Mansion in a swaggering manner.
Firstly, I believe that the three of Qingming will never sacrifice their lives for justice, and secondly, some of the core members of the Qingming Mansion are also their own slaves, and they are safer here than anywhere else.
As Nascent Soul cultivators, Qing Ming and the others were called directly to the meeting and did not return until midnight.
The Qing family is responsible for the security of Xiwang Island, and the merchants are responsible for the security of the temple. Both families were scolded by Zhang Wuhen. Everyone in the entire venue hall had a sinister look on their faces, and no one dared to say a word.
This made the three of Qing Ming even more trembling and uneasy. Once their collusion with Xie Huan was discovered, they would definitely be dead.
When Qing Ming returned to the mansion, he was exhausted. He had spent half the day in worry and fear. He was more tired than even Yu Shunu, and he felt as if he was exhausted.
As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Xie Huan doing something in the hall. He was so frightened that he was trembling all over. He pointed at Xie Huan and did not even dare to say anything, for fear of alarming everyone.
“Friend Qingming, don’t be nervous.”
Xie Huan smiled and said generously: "Sit down and drink some tea to calm down."
Qingming took a deep breath, stepped forward and drank the tea in one gulp, and said with a pale face: "Why are you still here? You’re not leaving, what are you doing here?”
“Leave? Where can I go? I’ve been staying at fellow Taoist’s house. It’s natural for me to live here.”
“Just do it, fellow Taoist. , please don’t live here, please find another place, because I am respectful to fellow Taoists and never neglect them, so fellow Taoists let me live.”
Qing Ming said with a sad face. , almost fell to his knees.
(End of this chapter)