In front of Lord Lingmiao, he cut off the status of all the local gods on the mountain with one sword. The lightning dissipated and could not disperse for a while. They all gathered around the young Taoist, making the young man's aura become stronger. After Lord Lingmiao, the general sent by the Yujie Mountain God was also brought here. When he saw such a scene, he was so shocked that his face turned pale.

After being unconscious for a few breaths, he knelt on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve.

When Ling Miao Gong saw the Five Thunder Judge Seal, he had some understanding in his heart -

When Qi Wuhuo revealed his identity, he knew that it must be the Yujie Mountain God who caused such a disaster!

The North Pole Exorcism Institute is directly under the head of the Four Imperial Gods.

Although it is only a [Court], its status is directly above the Thunder Department and the Fighting Department.

The universe is so vast, who doesn't know about the mighty killings of the saints of the North Pole?

Moreover, thunder magic is the most upright force in the world. With the Five Thunder Seals of the Arctic Exorcism in hand, if one wants to abuse power for personal gain, or bully others by relying on the identity of the Arctic Exorcism Institute, he will be directly counterattacked by the Shenxiao Heart-Questioning Thunder, and his soul will be shattered, with nothing left.

One is the judge who needs to judge himself before the trial.

The other was the mountain god who was kneeling on the ground and reeking of alcohol.

Of these two, even those who have a personal relationship with the Yujie Mountain God would know which one to believe, not to mention Lingmiao Gong? His face immediately turned ugly, and he slightly bowed. As the head of the mountain gods of a state, he treated Qi Wuhuo with equal courtesy, and then said: "May I ask Judge Wulei, what exactly did Yujie do?"

The general's expression changed and he was about to speak.

Haven't looked up yet.

I felt an endless and terrifying weight pressing down on me.

This time it wasn't just kneeling on the ground.

Instead, even his head was pressed to the ground by the horrible gravity and he couldn't move.

The young Taoist told Master Ling Miao the whole story without changing a word. The old mountain god's expression became uglier. Finally, he swept his sleeves over, and the restraints on the god's body were dispersed. He stood up subconsciously, his face pale, and saw the sleeves brushing his face, as if the world was collapsing.

The person of God will be directly stripped away.

Not a god but a ghost.

Once again entered the underworld.

"Don't bother Master Qi, I will do it myself."

He raised his hand, his white beard fluttering slightly, still showing a hint of the tyranny of the leader of the many mountain gods in Zhongzhou. When he was in Lingmiao Mountain, his strength was not inferior to those gods in the sky, just not as good as Zhenjun. He said again: "This matter is very important, please ask Master Qi to move to Lingmiao Mountain to discuss it."

The young Taoist happily went there.

Ling Miao Gong's residence was quite simple. He only brought spiritual tea, which seemed to be the tea trees planted by Ling Miao Gong himself in the mountains. While brewing tea, he said, "I secretly planted these trees in the mountains when I was practicing Taoism. Now it has been a thousand years. One of them died, and I gave one to another Taoist friend. Now there are only five plants in this mountain. The tea fragrance is mellow."

"Master Qi, please."

The young Taoist replied: "He is not worthy of being a real person."

Ling Miao Gong shook his head and said, "Although the judge has not reached the level of a true person, that is only a difference in realm. Your primordial spirit and primordial qi, whether in terms of purity or thickness, are far superior to those of ordinary Taoist priests. Even those true people who are about to die may not be able to defeat you in a battle of magical powers."

The young Taoist replied, "That's just because he's good at fighting."

"Practicing Taoism is not about fighting."

"Those who travel far do not necessarily travel for the purpose of fighting."

"That is indeed the case."

Lord Ling Miao smiled and nodded. After the necessary greetings, he poured tea for the young Taoist priest. Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes, sorted out his thoughts, and told him the matter in more detail. With the Five Thunder Judge Seal beside him, Lord Ling Miao had no reason to doubt and immediately believed Qi Wuhuo's words. He frowned and stroked his beard and said:

"The dissipation of demonic energy is a matter for the three realms. We, the earth gods, have no choice but to take charge of the precautions and regulate the siltation in the earth veins. If there are any changes, we will inform you, Master Yu, which should help to avoid a lot of losses."

"In the past, the Arctic Exorcist House rarely told others about these things. They were only responsible for inspection and execution."

"The first generation of Human Emperors joined forces with the Dragon Emperor who briefly integrated the demon race, and negotiated with the Heaven and Earth. They eventually decided that the human race would handle the affairs of the human race themselves, and the same would be true for the demon race. The Heaven and Earth would not get involved."

"This is because Yujie ignored the traces of the evil spirit escaping, never reported it to me, never tried to deal with it, and even ignored the fact that the land of that village was killed by the baboon. This is dereliction of duty and he should be executed. However, the follow-up matters of that village will trouble you, the immortal. We, the earth gods, cannot interfere. Although you are an immortal official, you are also a human being and can handle these matters."

Qi Wuhuo nodded: "I'll find a way."

Ling Miao Gong held his tea and reviewed the whole situation. He couldn't help but sighed:

"The overall situation of 3,600 years has been destroyed just like that..."

"It's not just the human race's territory, I'm afraid there will be all kinds of chaos in the demon race's territory as well."

Seeing that the young Taoist seemed surprised, Ling Miao Gong explained: "The Heaven Court is not the Heaven Court of humans, but the Heaven Court of the order of heaven and earth. All sentient beings with spirits and emotions can practice Taoism. Among them, demons and immortals account for about one-third, which is more than the immortals of the human race. Therefore, each has a different appearance, and it is called heaven."

"The mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are not human mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. Half of the land gods are taken over by the demons in human form, so they are named land."

"Strictly speaking, the Heavenly Court is responsible for order, while the Earthly God is responsible for the earth veins."

“I do not participate in the affairs of sentient beings.”

"Because it's easy to act according to one's own desires and preferences, and make the world muddy."

"The fight between the human and demon immortals may cause long-lasting disasters and involve the human world."

"So the immortals and gods cannot participate in many things in the human world, and they cannot participate in the disputes among nations as gods. Because in the eyes of Daozu, who was born from the reincarnation of the ancestral qi, the great way gave birth to all things. The human race and the demon race are just one of the living beings. People fight each other, demons fight each other, and the human race and the demon race fight each other. What is the difference?"

"When he lives, he is the product of the Tao; when he dies, he returns to the Tao."

"It's like this, the gathering of sands into a tower and then disappearing into smoke."

"Legend has it that Shangqing Daojun personally averted five catastrophes that could have caused the destruction of heaven and earth, and the collapse of the Dao. He also averted countless other catastrophes. Although he did not show his holiness in the human world, he saved the lives of all the worlds from thirty-seven catastrophes. If heaven and earth can be like this, how much more so in the human world? The catastrophes of the human world, the rise and fall of catastrophes, is a law that repeats itself over and over again without ever ending."

"Why bother stepping into it?"

"Master Qi, do you know?"

Master Ling Miao looked at the young Taoist in front of him and sensed the aura of calamity on him. He felt pity for the young man, who had already achieved great cultivation and Taoism at such a young age. He had seen many cultivators in the past who were infected with the aura of calamity. Although they were all geniuses, they were unable to overcome the eight difficulties. Their souls were blinded, and they gradually drifted away, eventually perishing on the path of Taoism. He couldn't bear to see them, so he told them a lot.

The young Taoist thanked him.

Then he put down the teacup, let his hands fall naturally on his knees, and replied: "Thank you, Master Lingmiao."

"It's just that I took the initiative to accept the disaster."

As a result, Master Ling Miao was slightly stunned and could not utter any explanation for a while.

Although the four words "actively respond to the disaster" were calm, they stirred up countless ripples in the heart of a mountain god like him who had been watching the world for a thousand years. He had long been accustomed to his own choices, and it was rare for him to hear of such actions, so his mind and spirit were changed.

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and said, "The rise and fall of calamities may be a law, just as Ling Miaogong said."

"Over the long term, it doesn't make sense."

“Just like looking back at thousands of years of history at this moment, everything happened in a year, and the joys and sorrows are just a line of text.”

"But for the people in this world, isn't this disaster also real?"

"What's the difference between not doing anything because the outcome is already determined and doing nothing because you know you will die in the end? Perhaps it's because I'm young, and I can't agree with Master Lingmiao's way."

"Waiting for the catastrophe to end is following the great way, while wielding a sword to break the catastrophe is also an option."

"Three thousand great ways."

"Mr. Ling Miao's way is correct, but it cannot be said that my holding a sword and entering a calamity to break it is not among the great ways."

The young Taoist spoke in a clear tone, neither humble nor arrogant.

Lord Lingmiao stroked his beard, sighed with regret, and was unable to speak.

Taking the initiative to face the disaster, this kind of cultivator's demeanor is more dangerous than the method he knew, which is to avoid the disaster and watch it happen to preserve oneself, but it also has its own demeanor. If it can be successful, there will be greater achievements. He suddenly thought of the pure Tao rhyme he saw in Shuiyun Township that day, and his heart was slightly moved, as if he had some feelings. He slightly bowed, admired and smiled:

"I see."

"This, I dare to say, may have guessed the Taoist master's lineage."

"As expected of you, you are Daozu's disciple."

The young Taoist was slightly surprised.

Lord Lingmiao stood up, straightened his clothes, and then knelt down, stepped forward, raised his hands and bowed to the sky, saying:

"Such bearing, such rhyme of Taoism."

"Take the initiative to face the disaster, do not avoid or retreat."

"But it is the direct descendant of the Taoist Ancestor Qi of the Jade Purity Yuanshi Great Celestial Venerable in the Daluo Heaven of Fuli Heaven?"

The young Taoist was speechless for a moment.

How did he become the direct descendant of Jade Pure Great Celestial Lord?

So he shook his head and said, "No."

"Mr. Ling Miao was wrong."

Lord Ling Miao hesitated, thought about it again, recalled what he saw in Shuiyun Township that day, and thought of what the young man had done, and suddenly his heart was moved again, and this possibility seemed to be more certain than his previous guess, so he said, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is", stood up and bowed to the sky, and asked slowly: "Hold the sword into the calamity, hold the sword to break the calamity."

"So resolute."

"But in Shangqing Heaven, is there a direct descendant of the Shangqing Lingbao Great Heavenly Venerable Daoist Ancestor?"

The young Taoist shook his head again, so Master Ling Miao was full of doubts. He put down his hands and shook his head repeatedly with emotion: "This, is not it? But... it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..." Qi Wuhuo put his sword case aside, and the little peacock on his shoulder had also fallen to the ground. He and the little medicine spirit were eating the snacks prepared by Master Ling Miao.

Ling Miao Gong is of the older generation, and a very old one.

The refreshments prepared are quite vintage.

The baked cakes, various fruits from the mountains, and nuts that had been shelled and baked with mountain salt. The little peacock and the little medicine spirit were not picky at all and ate them very happily. The young Taoist thought for a moment and said, "In fact, there are not so many reasons. The most direct reason is that I have already entered a calamity."

He thought about it, and recalled the life-and-death experiences he had when he was young. In fact, looking back, although he struggled along the way, he did not give it that much thought. Now that he thinks about it, one of the biggest dangers was the crisis at the beginning when he was kind enough to share food with other children, but someone snatched it away and knocked him unconscious.

If he had not been woken up by the rain, and if the rain had not fallen into his mouth, he might have died.

I woke up to the sound of rain, and saw the rain beads falling. The young child was hungry and thirsty, so he hid under the rocks before the rain got heavier. After drinking enough water, his body gradually regained some strength. Then he stared in a daze at the first rain after the drought. It was a rare experience of peace of mind in the face of such a scorching disaster that seemed to burn away his soul.

Without that rain, Qi Wuhuo would have died.

He sat quietly for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Ling Miaogong who was hesitating and thinking, and said:

"Mr. Lingmiao, I have something I want to ask you."

Lord Ling Miao came back to his senses from his absent-minded thoughts. He felt that he had figured it out, but he could not imagine whose disciple this young man could be. He collected his thoughts and said, "Judge Qi, please ask."

The young Taoist's heart came back to normal after that rain.

Ruo asked, "Jinghe Dragon King."

"Or... the previous Dragon King of Jinghe River."

"Is his name Ao Liu?"

Ling Miao Gong looked at Qi Wuhuo and did not answer. He just asked, "Is it the judge or the Taoist priest?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "It's the judge, and also the Taoist priest."

So the old mountain god looked at the young Taoist priest and said, "Ao Liu, what is the relationship between him and the Taoist priest?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "The grace of saving my life."

The old mountain god paused. He looked at Qi Wuhuo with pity and regret in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed and said:

"It's not the previous Dragon King of Jinghe River, but this generation."

"For some reason, he has not reported his son's name to Penglai Division. He wants to test whether his son can bear this responsibility first. Once he is sure that his son can bear this position, he will report his name. This way, he will not let down the people in the Jing River Basin."

"Because this is a serious matter and involves the lives of millions, we cannot make a decision lightly."

"Everyone else knows that the authority of gods is very great, and a thought can make clouds and rain; only I know that a thought can cause suffering to all living beings, and a thought can also cost their lives, so I am extremely cautious, tossing and turning in bed, and dare not be careless."

"Those are his exact words."

"In fact, in the past few years, he has been keeping an eye on his son's work, fearing that his son would make mistakes."

"Because I saw him gradually mature, I let him go two years ago and let him do what he wanted."

The young Taoist felt that there was something huge that made his heart struggle. He exhaled slowly, and the little peacock pecked at the snacks. Because they were too hard, they made a crisp sound, just like the sound of rain that saved his life when he was young. Ling Miaogong paused and looked at the young Taoist in front of him. Even though he had experienced a lot, his expression was almost a bit of pity at this moment, and he said:

"So in the files of Penglaisi and the gods of heaven and earth, the Dragon King of Jinghe is him."

"You want to kill it."

"It's Ao Liu."