Western Territory, Wuji Sect.
An Jingwu teleported several times and arrived at the gate of Wuji Sect at an extremely fast speed.
I saw majestic mountains shrouded in fairy mist, and a long staircase that seemed to lead directly to heaven. Many mortals on the stairs were like ants, climbing the ladder with difficulty.
Every time a mortal climbs a step, wisps of his life will be drawn away from his head and merged into the mist surrounding the Wuji Sect's immortal gate.
An Jingwu turned into a rainbow of light and rushed into the mountain gate of Wuji Sect, alarming the monks of Wuji Sect.
"Fu Zun, why did you break into my Wuji Sect for no reason?"
The old woman waved her hand and stirred up a strong wind, blocking the people from rushing into the important area of Wuji Sect. Her brows were cold and without any emotion.
Although Fu Zun is high above in the Dagan Kingdom and ordinary immortal sects have to submit to him, this does not include immortal sects like the Wuji Sect that are the pillars of the country.
"I would like to see the Wuji Patriarch!"
An Jingwu suppressed his irritability, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "There are great monks from other countries in the Western Territory who want to start a rebellion and overthrow the country. I beg the Wuji Patriarch to come out and suppress the rebellion!"
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The old woman said calmly: "The ancestor has been in seclusion in recent years, and I am afraid he will not be able to support the mansion."
An Jingwu's eyes were filled with anger.
Before coming to Wuji Sect, he visited other major sects in the Western Territory, but was blocked outside without exception.
No one was willing to lend a fucking hand.
The death of his master almost forced him into despair.
"Please come back, Lord!"
The old woman waved her robe, and her magical power swept over An Jingwu, throwing him thousands of miles away.
An Jingwu was unable to resist at all. In the blink of an eye, he was thousands of miles away and could only curse in anger and helplessness.
Unable to call for reinforcements, he could not deal with the great monk behind Jiang Zhaoling alone.
This undoubtedly pushed him into a desperate situation.
"what to do?"
Just when An Jingwu was at a loss, a bright beam of light lit up from the Pingxi City teleportation array.
This is a phenomenon that only occurs when a large amount of high-quality spirit stones are consumed for cross-border transmission.
All the cultivators in the entire Pingxi City were attracted. As the teleportation beam gradually shrank, General Haowu, wearing heavy armor and with a burly and strong figure, appeared.
Hao Wu noticed something unusual in the Western Territory, so he decided to abandon his men and teleport here alone, consuming a large amount of high-quality spirit stones.
"Meet the General!"
The city's legal advisor flew over, bowed his head and clasped his fists in salute.
“Why is cross-border transmission closed one-way?”
Hao Wu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his aura as deep as an abyss and as prison-like as hell pressed down on his master.
The master hesitated, cold sweat already seeping down his back, until Hao Wu stepped forward step by step, with tremendous pressure building up with every step.
The master had a hunch that if he continued to conceal the truth, he might lose his life here, so he had no choice but to tell him everything that happened in the Western Territory.
“Damn it!”
Hao Wu smashed his master into pieces with a fierce palm, and his uncontrollable anger spread in all directions.
All the cultivators in the entire Pingxi City seemed to feel a great terror approaching, and the rules of heaven and earth were stirred into chaos.
The monks in seclusion were hurt because of the chaos in the rules.
After venting his anger for a while, Hao Wu began to control the entire Pingxi City, and imprisoned all of An Jingwu's family members. Finally, he arranged for someone to return to the imperial city through cross-border transmission to pass on the message.
After doing all this, before Hao Wu could rush to Zhuyang Pass via teleportation, he received the news that Zhuyang Pass had fallen.
"General, Zhuyang Pass was breached three days ago. The Black Evil Army and the Jiaolong Army have already rushed to Hutou Pass and formally engaged the rebels. They lost more than a thousand men in the first battle..."
Hao Wu asked angrily, "Where is An Jingwu?"
The monk in charge of the communication said tremblingly: "General, ever since the old Palace Master passed away, the Palace Master rushed to other immortal sects to seek help and was not able to lead the entire army in the first place."
“Okay, okay!”
Hao Wu laughed angrily, teleported to the teleportation array and disappeared in Pingxi City.
"Haha, this time An Jingwu will definitely die, his family will also be implicated, and all nine clans will die!"
"That's right. No matter how well connected An Jingwu is in the court, he is bound to fall."
"With Hao Wu in charge of the Western Territory, how long do you think it will take to pacify the Western Territory?"
The man in the black robe asked everyone with a smile.
Some people think it will take one or two months, others think it will take a year or two. After all, the rebels are now so powerful that they cannot be easily suppressed.
The black-robed man smiled faintly and took a sip of the spiritual tea. "I think half a month is enough."
After saying this, the man in black robe walked out of the teahouse without waiting for anyone to object.
Yan Gang put the black robe into the storage ring but was stopped by someone.
"Long time no see, Junior Brother."
The Taoist stargazer chuckled, slightly sensing, and said in surprise: "Your cultivation..."
Yan Gang laughed dryly, with a slightly unnatural look on his face.
The Taoist stargazer had a solemn expression on his face, and said meaningfully: "You cultivate the way of bad luck. Now the aura of bad luck is strong in you, and it is more integrated into the rules of heaven."
"Brother, this is not the place to talk."
Yan Gang quickly pulled the Taoist priest to a deserted place, and waved his hands to arrange the formations. Then he said, "Brother, weren't you traveling? Why did you come back suddenly?"
"It is a glimmer of hope."
The Taoist priest who observes the stars said unhappily, "The Western Territory is now in crisis. I have deduced that the cross-border teleportation has been reopened, so naturally they want to leave the Western Territory through teleportation."
The young disciple suddenly realized, "No wonder you have been taking me around to cheat people. It's to collect spirit stones so that I can leave the Western Territory through the teleportation array!"
The Taoist who was watching the stars blushed and shouted angrily, "Nonsense! When did I ever cheat?"
Yan Gang sneered and said, "Brother, you have ruined the reputation of our sect."
The old Taoist who was observing the stars was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
Yan Gang interrupted, "Let's not say anything about each other. Don't spread the news that I relied on the decline of the dynasty to integrate the Dao. I won't expose your fraudulent activities either, okay?"
"Sure enough, no wonder the rules of bad luck around Junior Brother are becoming more and more powerful."
The old Taoist who was observing the stars seemed to have guessed the reason for the change in Yan Gang's cultivation level, but his old face did not look very good.
The Dagan Kingdom was already in danger, and now it is being used by Yan Gang. I am afraid that its decline will be even faster.
"Brother, you can definitely conceal your tricks by cheating everywhere..."
Yan Gang couldn't help but talk too much, and before he could finish his words he was beaten up by the Taoist master who was observing the stars.
"Don't throw the bad luck onto me, otherwise even if he is my junior brother, I will kill him for the sake of justice!"
No one knows Yan Gang's misfortune rules better than the old Taoist stargazer. Whatever he says with his poisonous mouth will have the opposite effect.
For example, if Yan Gang said that the other party would recover from a serious illness within three days, and then die three days later, his bad luck rule would be strengthened, and his cultivation would be rapidly improved.
On the contrary, Yan Gang's cultivation will stagnate or even regress.
Yan Gang's cultivation level was improved purely by his sharp tongue, so the Taoist stargazer definitely didn't want to be tainted by bad luck.
Now that Yan Gang's cultivation has greatly increased, the old Taoist who observes the stars guesses that he is using the fortune of the Dagan Kingdom to cultivate.
This made the Taoist stargazer even more anxious to leave the Western Territory.
Every minute we stay in this place makes the Taoist stargazer feel more uneasy.
After beating Yan Gang half to death, the old Taoist priest Guan Xing led his young disciple to leave the Western Territory through cross-border teleportation.
Not only did the stargazing Taoist leave via cross-border teleportation, many Nascent Soul cultivators keenly sensed the crisis and emptied their savings to teleport away from the Western Territory.
The frequent appearance of cross-border transmission light beams in Pingxi City made the monks in the entire city feel uneasy.
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