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The Night Marching Legion suddenly fell into chaos, and fled in panic, their morale and momentum gone.
"Don't go! Don't run! Don't forget the instructions of Lord Ya Zi!" Wanyan Yueya would never retreat. As long as he could successfully kill Hu Ziyu this time, his actions and plans would not be in vain.
Mrs. Ford snatched the rifle from Bai Yuzhan's hand and fired several rounds at his face.
The yellow light flickered several times, and every bullet hit its target, each one hitting Wanyan Yueya's not-so-smart head.
Although he felt a definite hit on the immortal's body, as his body absorbed the first bullet and began to lean back, a thin, cocoon-like orange thread suddenly flashed and vanished with a barely audible whirring sound. The subsequent shots seemed to strike a vague, chaotic mass, without the tangible sensation of hitting anything substantial.
"Strange, is this what the marshal meant by 'the feeling is not right'? Could it be that this group of people has buried some secret agents?" Mrs. Ford's earlier visual and auditory skills were still working. She wanted to rely on her eyesight to chase the red silk thread that disappeared into the night sky, but it was difficult to find it.
Since there is no solution, we can only do our best to prepare for it.
"Little rabbit, come here! Tiger cub, keep an eye on the little rabbit!" Following her instructions, Hu Ziyu threw out a few magic balls as a cover and quickly retreated into the eye of the protective formation surrounded by the City God team.
The land god Lao Zhu, the Rainbow Flower Fairy, the Twelve Golden Hairpins and other immortals who were classified as having zero combat power were all trapped in the circular magic circle headed by Liang Yanqi.
Wan Taian's mana reserves seemed to increase as he felt fuller. He had just eaten half a pound of small puffs, half a pound of small steamed buns, and a dozen packets of colorful soft candies. Now, whether he transformed into a tiger, used weapons in battle, or practiced the thirteen-shot drill three hundred times, it was more than enough.
"How can that guy turn into a dragon? That's unfair! He's so handsome! This isn't fair, I want one too!" He shouted, pointing at Ao Botong, who was showing off his power high in the sky. Hu Ziyu felt both angry and amused. He had the blood of a dragon and a lion, so he could switch between the two forms freely. Wan Taian, on the other hand, was forced to acquire the power of a divine beast by his superiors after being promoted. Their cultivation and experience were completely different. Even if he used the incarnation technique to force the transformation, he might end up "drawing a dragon but not a snake".
The excitement of the crowd did not last long. The Night Crossbow Team reorganized and formed into teams.
They did not attack the hardest parts of the dragon's body such as the spine and scales, but directly fired at the softer parts such as the eyes, chin, and belly.
Lang Hua Zhenjun shouted: "Wow, it really came! This guy Ya Zi, he even had the guts to kill his own brother!"
"Oh no, Master Wu! Don't worry about me, go help Brother Suanyi!" Hu Ziyu ignored the request and directly chopped out two palms, sending Master Lei, who was standing in front of him to protect him, to the dome of the gymnasium.
He can control arrows and assist with thunder, and these two are the most helpful in aerial combat. He has six armed night patrolmen and a security team as bodyguards. "I still have 15,000 mana points. I'm enabling account sharing now. You can withdraw directly if needed."
In order to pass the level quickly, Ao Botong not only attacked from the front and back, but also used the method of rising and falling, twisting left and right to neutralize the enemy's shooting at his weak points.
He telepathically called out, "I've just returned. Furthermore, transforming into a dragon consumes a lot of mana. I'm lucky to be able to hold on for a moment longer. I wanted to give Zi Yu a ride back, but it seems I'll have to give that blessing to someone else."
"Don't worry!" Wan Taian held the formation with a machete in his hand and shouted happily: "Just let you do it if you want to be cool. As for the rabbit, I will help you take it back!" Mrs. Ford, who had used up all the bullets in her rifle, wanted to grab the guns from other people this time.
"Shut up, you are my mount, of course you are responsible for carrying me back! When Queen Taiyin is free, someone will come to pick up the little rabbit... Wait, did you hear any sound?" The sound of artillery shells stopped, and in addition to the sounds of bows and crossbows and the enemy's shouts, the endless night sky was also mixed with a chanting-like sound.
Tiger God has excellent hearing. Without any magic, he can hear all kinds of prayers, big and small, in the land temple under his jurisdiction.
Wan Taian listened carefully and indeed heard the faint sound of people murmuring and praying coming from the south.
"Is this the same HP Replenishing Sutra from before? No, the content seems a little different..." A dazzling display of colors illuminates the courtyard, and the fragrance of early autumn fills the air. Auspicious clouds of five colors drift in the air, and the appearance of a divine being radiates light.
...... I am the Rabbit God of Guanghan, and I am willing to save people from epidemic diseases and provide medicines.
I sincerely pray to the bright moon, hoping to be with you forever and enjoy happiness and blessings.
"It sounds like a seven-character Yuefu poem, with ordinary rhetoric and talent." Yu Shi, who was a famous official during his lifetime, commented before everyone else: "This tells the story of a fairy from the moon in the Qing Dynasty who descended to the earth to save the sick. Looking at its title, hmm..."
——"The Rabbit God's Supreme Merit and Marriage Sutra"!
Mrs. Fude looked up and estimated the distance and direction. Five kilometers to the south of here is the location of Zhonghe Weiming Hall. Looking far away, in the main hall of the hall, a Taoist priest in pink Taoist robes was holding a cassia branch in one hand and a brass magic bell in the other, and taking half-moon steps, which looked like dancing and martial arts.
With him as the center, a dozen or so masters, disciples and believers surrounded him, each reciting the Marriage Sutra and praising the virtues of the Lord God.
"The Marriage Sutra, has there been such a thing before?" Chunxiang, Xia Lian and others whispered to each other frequently.
"I entered the monastery only ten years after the Master, and I've never heard of it. Could it be written by later generations?"
"I've never heard of this. Could it be that the hall master wrote it himself?"
"Why didn't you recite it just now, but are you reciting it now? Could it be that the two sutras have different effects?" Qiu Xiao asked doubtfully.
The Rabbit God's five senses were not particularly sharp, and Hu Ziyu, who was not familiar with the art of sight and hearing, felt confused even though Wan Taian and others had relayed the story.
He only felt that a vast and profound energy emerged from nowhere in his body. At first, it only filled his dantian, which was warm and comfortable. Then it flowed continuously, filling his limbs, gradually reaching the top of his head and falling to the Yongquan acupoint on the bottom of his feet.
This aura was completely different from the one when everyone was competing to send their magic power to him. The magic powers of the immortals and gods had different tones. The one with the closest frequency to his own was only Taiyin Star Lord. He had to spend time digesting and harmonizing the magic power given by the others before he could use it for himself.
But now, this torrent of energy seemed to be tailor-made for him. It was really strange. He had clearly activated the mana exchange mode. Logically, mana should only flow out but not in. Could it be that not only were they unwilling to lend it to him, but they were also filling it up for him?
"Hey, PAD, please tell me your current mana and merit points. Also tell me any changes in the values in the past two hours." Hu Ziyu used telepathy to command the built-in action secretary of PAD.
PAD, in secret reporting mode, broadcast in his mind: "Okay, your current mana points total about 1860, and it accumulates at a rate of 500 points per second; your merit points total 5830, and it accumulates at a rate of 4-5 points per second; your popularity points add..."
What a close call! Hu Ziyu was afraid that after the disturbance he had just made, all his merits would be wiped out overnight, and he would soon follow in the footsteps of Suzaku, who had become a demon. But... who were the kind-hearted people who gave him this extraordinary amount of magic power and merits?
"The believers of Weiming Hall donated more than 80,300 points, and Taiyin Temple launched a fundraising campaign, raising a total of more than 26,000 points..." PAD answered all of Hu Ziyu's questions in a flat voice without any intonation.
Thanks to this precious scripture, the followers of Weimingtang have an astonishing amount of magical power. It is like gathering the strength of LGBT communities from all over the world to pray for the victory of diverse forces.
In addition, Taiyin Palace launched a fundraising campaign since Lingxiao Telecom signal was interrupted. It was difficult for Chun to cross the Jade Pass. How could the magic power from heaven be poured into him who was in the human world?
Could it be that...
"Marshal, we have...can connect to the sky!" Hu Ziyu shouted loudly. He did not use telepathy so that the enemy could hear him as well.
"That's right! This is one of the reasons why I have to split into two halves, stationed in heaven and on earth respectively." said the Marshal of the Central Altar on the left.
Benyue's right body not only clears the way to kill the enemy, but also transmits information between the heaven and the human world through the wireless Bluetooth magic weapon buried in the central brain, and extradites Lingxiao Telecom's WIFI to the human world.
"I was just about to announce it, but just now, news came from the right half that the Taoist Dragon King Palace has successfully deciphered the mystery of the disappearance of the Black Legion's essence. Everyone, we can call it a day and go home!" said the Marshal of the Central Altar again.
Returning home meant they had to shake off the remaining pursuers and preserve Hu Ziyu's life until they could clear the level and enter the Moon Palace's protective mechanism. Despite the challenges that remained, the multi-faceted faction was already highly motivated, poised for an unstoppable victory.
Ao Bo informed Xiao Huziyu that he had a protective spell. His magical power was overflowing, and his face lit up with joy, so he didn't take the pain seriously. "Marshal, please lead the way and let me escort Ziyu back." After saying this, he turned the dragon head to face Huziyu and the others. "Ziyu, come on up! If the sisters in the temple don't mind the bumpy ride, you can ride on my dragon's tail."
Bai Yuzhan's rifle was stolen, and he was left with no place to use it, full of resentment, but unfortunately he had no way to vent it.
At least, there was still space in the police plane for two people, so he could still try to get it.
"No, Ziyu can sit in my back seat later. It's spacious and comfortable, better than dragon back or tiger back."
"No! The rabbit is the one I want to carry! Get out of here, you bastard from hell!" Wan Taian couldn't hit Ao Botong, so he could only push Bai Yuzhan out of the formation to show his sovereignty.
True Lord Langhua knew he had no chance of winning, but he still managed to make his presence felt: "Uh, well... my back is strong and reliable, and I can also carry the Rabbit God for a while..."
Old Ford held his forehead and groaned, shaking his head again and again: "Young people nowadays, I really don't understand..."
The Marshal of Zhongtan was very busy. He killed people with one hand, held up the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover with the other hand to recover the remaining limbs of the spirit, and scratched his itch and put away the magic weapon with the other hand, while not forgetting to cover his smirk.
"Little rabbit, everyone wants to be ridden by you! Tell me, who do you want to ride?" Hu Ziyu felt that the word "ride" sounded very indecent, as if it were some kind of verb that was not suitable for children. The laughter and mockery of the Twelve Golden Hairpins and other female fairies behind him were also very harsh, so he shrugged his shoulders and sighed with Old Ford.
"Is there any way that I can go to heaven by myself?" Mrs. Ford was busy teaching Wan Taian a lesson and using a spell to fix him in the form of a tiger beast. He first asked for help from the security department, his neighbor who also belonged to the Moon Palace.
Wu Gang replied: "Yes, it consumes mana to perform the technique, but it is too difficult for newcomers, so it takes some time to figure it out." The Rainbow Fairy has a magic weapon for building bridges, the Five Masters rely more on the upward flow of the master's qi, and even someone with great magical powers like the Marshal of the Central Altar needs a means of transportation like a fire wheel.
In a nutshell, he has more magic power than moves, and now he still has to rely on the help of others to return to the palace.
There was no point in arguing. A yacht-like object came out from the center of the jade-like round moon, breaking through the clouds and mist.
Like a huge and sharp pair of green dragon scissors, it struggled and the blood-colored velvet that originally covered the moon was torn to the left and right, revealing the clear and bright golden light inside.
Mrs. Ford, who had already stepped onto the tiger's back, immediately returned to her previous position.
After all, with the Dragon Boat already here, who would still want to take the traditional animal-powered transportation?
"Tiger cub, take Lao Zhu back first. Be careful not to let him break his back or injure his bones."
She said, "We will first return to the Land Administration Hall to sort out the matter of requesting the medium for naturalization. It won't be too late to deal with it another day."
Hu Ziyu stuffed some wedding candies into Wan Taian's pockets, so that if the old man limped again, it would be of some use in an emergency.
On the top of the dragon boat, a scale-shaped porthole suddenly opened, and an unremarkable man stuck his head out and waved to Ao Botong in mid-air.
Ao Botong called out "Fourth Brother King", and released his dragon-transforming posture, allowing his falling body to land squarely in the open air vent and into the dragon boat.
The boat is so huge that it is a hundred times wider and a thousand times thicker than a single dragon's body. The power of its breath and tail is obviously much stronger than when Ao Bo Tongtian was alone.
The dragon boat moves forward straight, without turning or bending. It hits people and crushes objects, without distinguishing between friend and foe.
His body was indestructible and unstoppable. He wiped out most of the black-clad assassins in one fell swoop like a rotten wood, and crushed their bows and swords into a sky full of broken metal.
In order to avoid serious injuries, Hu Ziyu shouted: "Everyone step back. Whoever dares to come and make things difficult for us again, I will send out a list of names. Welcome to join the diverse camp, the inclusive, harmonious and friendly family!" As soon as these words came out, the men in black were all frightened, and their actions became stiff and sluggish.
Previously, Chenhuan Telecom could not connect to the sky, and Lingxiao Telecom’s signal could not be transmitted downwards. Therefore, although the Black Army was wary, they still wanted to take a gamble.
But now, the diverse factions trapped in the mortal world can now directly reach the heavens. They can broadcast live, file a complaint, and even brand a brother in an instant. The Jade Rabbit, the Four Immortals of Gold, Silver, and Vermilion Jade, were overjoyed to learn that the network was working smoothly. They not only grabbed their PADs and drones, but also pulled out the lenses and telescopic tripods from their storage apps, capturing as much as they could, fearing they'd missed anything.
The dragon boat does not dock on land. It only opens its two side doors about ten meters above the ground and lowers the gangway for passengers to board.
Ao Botong approached the Longyan floor-to-ceiling windows and urged his companions using the loudspeaker his brother had developed: "Everyone, hurry up and get on board. There are forty-eight boat recorders on board, so you won't have to worry about not being able to capture some amazing footage."
Hu Ziyu called the Rainbow Fairy and the Flower Fairy sisters to go first, and then the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, the oldest of the Twelve Golden Hairpins.
If anyone in the black army attempts to rush forward, they will be fed a magic ball as big as a football. If that person is lucky enough to dodge it, there will be follow-up attacks from the guns in the hands of Liang Yanqi and others, the shotguns from Mrs. Ford, and the broadsword of Marshal Zhongtan.
After all the people with zero combat power boarded the ship, the security officers surrounded Hu Ziyu from the front and back, and escorted him onto the Tianlong boat like a presidential bodyguard.
"My dear sister-in-law, please come this way." The young man who was called the Fourth Prince by Ao Botong came to Hu Ziyu and greeted him with a smile.
"I'm not..." Hu Ziyu sighed softly and thought to himself, "That's all."
The Ao family members who would call him sister-in-law naturally support diverse allies.
"You are...the Lord of Pulao Palace."
"Yes, I am Pulao, the fourth child in my family," said the young man.
He led Hu Ziyu through the cabin, entertainment room, bar, kitchen, atrium, engine room, etc., and came to the cockpit of the dragon head.
Ao Botong, who was sitting in the right passenger seat, stood up and nodded to the two men, motioning for Hu Ziyu to take the soft, comfortable single sofa in the back. Pulao then moved to the left passenger seat and took his place. Hu Ziyu, concerned for his companions, stared intently at the monitor screen, counting the people entering the cabin one by one.
After the six people from the Security Department, the six people from the Night Patrol Department, the Four Masters, the True Lord Langhua, and Madam Fude, the only one left was Wan Taian, who had returned to human form.
Marshal Zhongtan needed to intercept the pursuers and recover the remaining soldiers so that he could submit them to Lingxiao Palace as evidence for conviction and judgment, so he would not go with the others.
"Are all the people here? The express ship is about to depart!" said the captain in the center.
This is not a question, just a notification.
Most immortals and gods have never ridden on the Tianlong Boat and have longed to do so. Now that their wish has come true, they are ecstatic.
Only Hu Ziyu shivered all over when he heard the bright, fresh, gentle and pleasant voice of the driver.
The driver stood up calmly, turned around, and bowed to Hu Ziyu and all the immortals and gods.
"Your humble servant, Master Linghong, is the helmsman of the Dragon King Hall East China Sea Line Guangyi Express today. I sincerely wish you all a pleasant and relaxing evening."
The Twelve Golden Hairpins cheered in unison, and the Fourth Master and others also applauded. Everyone cheered so loudly that they almost overturned the dragon boat.
Hu Ziyu felt his scalp tingling and he wanted to find something like a pillar or a railing to hold on to.
"Sir Hu, I'm here to pick you up as agreed. Don't worry, the farce on the moon has been almost dealt with. On the way back, I'll tell you everything in detail." Hu Ziyu was well aware of Linghong's ability to drive a powered vehicle. He reached to his right and grabbed an iron pillar-like object. It turned out to be the Fire Spear that Marshal Zhongtan had lent to Zhenjun Langhua. He apologized, retreated to the left, and grabbed the M16 gun barrel in Bai Yuzhan's hand.
"I didn't expect Bunny to be afraid of flying! It's okay, Bunny, just throw yourself into my arms!" Wan Taian opened his arms wide, about to embrace Hu Ziyu, but before he could even move, he was met with a violent outburst from his admirer and his master. Hu Ziyu was terrified, and could only silently pray that the boat was stable and wouldn't drift easily.
"I'm not afraid of flying, it's just—" Can someone with no history of dangerous driving be the driver? No, the boat?
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