Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 176 Fairy Game
In the Western Regions, the sky is as blue as a clear sky, and the landforms are rather rugged, far less delicate and fertile than the Central Plains.

By the quietly flowing river, a few yaks were grazing on the grass with their heads down, occasionally raising their heads and making high-pitched calls.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, the meadows are undulating and the Paektu Mountain is majestic and magnificent.

An extremely majestic mountain is located here.

There are many Buddhist temples in the mountains. The sunlight shines on the golden tiles of the halls, and the entire mountain range is reflecting the brilliant light.

This is the holy mountain of the Western Regions, Alanta.

There are 208 halls on the holy mountain. In front of each hall, there are densely packed monks sitting cross-legged. They put their hands together, their faces are serious, and they keep murmuring in Sanskrit.

A clear light appeared in the sky, and a teleportation array pattern suddenly appeared. A handsome, gentle man in white clothes with a gentle temperament appeared from the air.

In less than half a month, Ge Wenxuan, who had successfully become a fifth-grade prophet, finally suppressed his bad luck with the help of Xu Pingfeng and came to the Western Regions to seek help from the Bodhisattva Galashu.

Facing the newcomers, the monks of Alanta treated them as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They all raised their staffs and prepared for battle.

"Qianlong City, Ge Wenxuan, on the orders of the master, requests to see Bodhisattva Galashu." The sorcerer in white bowed to the monks who surrounded him, indicating that he had no ill intentions, and then spoke loudly towards the depths of Alanta.

Upon hearing that the visitor was here to visit Bodhisattva Galashu, the monks looked at each other in confusion, fearing that they would ruin the Bodhisattva's plan. They were undecided for a moment and did not dare to move forward.

A few moments.

In the azure sky, beams of clear and bright Buddha light lit up. In the center of thousands of beams of light was a skinny old monk sitting upright on a lotus platform, with white eyebrows hanging on both sides of his cheeks, eyes half-closed, and flowers in his hands.

"The Arhat of Departure." The monks and Zen masters greeted the newcomer enthusiastically.

Duqing Arhat is one of the only two remaining Arhats in Buddhism today, and ranks fifth in status in Buddhism.

"Arhat Duqing, Ge Wenxuan wishes to see Bodhisattva Kālashu and has something important to tell you." Ge Wenxuan repeated his purpose.

The withered old man, Duqing Arhat, did not answer. He just narrowed his eyes and observed Ge Wenxuan for a moment. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a voice like thunder and divine power: "In this holy land of Buddhism, how can we allow you to hide your head and show your tail?"

There was a sudden "boom" in Ge Wenxuan's mind, and he became temporarily deaf and could not hear any sound.

The only thing left in my mind was the urge to convert to Buddhism.

At the same time, space ripples appeared around him, and a team of seven people wearing hats and veils on their heads fell out in a staggering manner.

The Seven Stars of Azure Dragon is a seven-member team carefully built by Xu Pingfeng. All members are at the peak of the fourth rank, and each of them holds two magical weapons that perfectly suit their own abilities. With the cooperation of the magic circle, they can even restrain an extraordinary strong man.

However, at this moment, with the roar of Duqing Arhat, they didn't even have the chance to cast the magic circle. Their formation was broken and they lost consciousness.

"Duqing Arhat." A sharp cry exploded from Ge Wenxuan's waist, and Xu Pingfeng's shadow appeared in front of Duqing Arhat.

"There's actually a second-grade sorcerer in this world." Duqing Arhat's face was initially filled with surprise, but then a hint of understanding appeared: "You are the eldest disciple of the Supervisor who disappeared."

"That's right." Xu Pingfeng didn't deny it, because it was meaningless. He looked at the Duqing Arhat, not giving him a chance to refuse, and said directly: "I have divine news and need to meet with the Bodhisattva Jialuoshu. I would like the Arhat to introduce me."

"Shenshu!" Duqing Arhat's face changed drastically. The Buddhist sect had been searching for the demon monk's severed arm for a long time, and finally heard the news from Xu Pingfeng. He asked anxiously, "Where is he now?"

Xu Pingfeng did not answer, but just looked at Duqing Arhat calmly.

After a stalemate, Duqing Arhat was the first to retreat. He turned around and led the way: "Follow me."

After less than half a minute, Ge Wenxuan and Canglong Qishu finally arrived at a hall under the guidance of Duqing Luohan.

Xu Pingfeng's shadow had long since dissipated. It was just a fragment of his soul that he had left on Ge Wenxuan in advance. Given his current condition, it was normal that he could not hold on for long.

"Seven people forming a formation can fight extraordinary enemies. Excellent idea."

In the main hall, the three Bodhisattvas, Galashu, Liuli, and Guangxian, as well as the Arhat Du'e, the four most powerful Buddhist forces were already waiting here.

The one who spoke was Bodhisattva Kāśyapa.

The leader of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, he controls the wrathful form of Vajra and the form of Acala. In this era when first-class warriors are extinct, he can be regarded as a T0 tier of combat power below the super-class.

Facing the praise from Bodhisattva Galashu, the Seven Stars of Canglong did not even dare to raise their heads. They were too close to the extraordinary and dared not look up to peek at the true appearance of the gods. On the contrary, Ge Wenxuan did not feel any pressure in front of the Bodhisattvas and Arhats who had restrained their aura.

"Just now your master said that there is some miraculous news." The young-looking Guangxian Bodhisattva spoke warmly, his voice gentle, making people feel like spring breeze.

"That's right." Ge Wenxuan bowed, then took out the jade slip that recorded the battle scene between Xu Pingfeng and Xu Qian'an from the sachet and crushed it.

Ripples echoed in the void, and Xu Qian'an's godlike and devilish figure appeared in front of a group of Buddhist leaders.

"It really is Shenshu." Bodhisattva Guangxian breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a long time since Shenshu's arm was broken and the seal was broken, and now there was finally news.

"The remnants of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom are still harboring evil intentions." Bodhisattva Galashu noticed Russell and the Nine-tailed Sky Fox who were watching the battle not far away, and his voice was angry. He had already guessed that it was the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom who was behind this.

Liuli Bodhisattva opened her lips slightly, pointed at Xu Qian'an in the picture and asked, "Who is this young man?"

"This man's name is Xu Qian'an, and he is the silver gong of the night watchman's office in the capital of Dafeng." Ge Wenxuan replied.

"Yinluo, Wei Yuan's man." Bodhisattva Jialuoshu pondered, "What is so magical about him? Why did the Nine-tailed Fox place the severed arm of Shenshu in his body?"

Ge Wenxuan smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, Jialuo Shu stopped asking questions. Since he already knew where Shenshu's broken arm was, the next step was to find a way to restrain the Supervisor, and then attack the capital and take the person out.

"You have revealed the divine clues. What do you want?" asked Bodhisattva Guangxian.

"It's not about asking for anything, but about cooperation." Ge Wenxuan corrected Guangxian Bodhisattva's statement: "If you want to capture Xu Qian'an, you can't avoid this person."

The image in the void flowed and stopped at Russell next to the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.

Du'e Arhat's expression changed slightly.

Ge Wenxuan continued, "This man's name is Luo Su. He is the protector chosen by the Supervisor for Xu Qian'an. If this man is not eliminated, even if Luohan steps in, he will not be able to get him out of the capital."

"Oh?" Liuli Bodhisattva asked curiously.

Ge Wenxuan then frankly told him about Russell's record of suppressing Xu Pingfeng single-handedly and killing the four extraordinary people of Chuzhou: "According to Master, if this person advances to the second level, his combat power will probably be comparable to that of a first-level master."

"The gap between the second rank and the first rank is as vast as heaven and earth," Duqing Arhat questioned. Even with his late second rank cultivation, he was no match for even the Liuli Bodhisattva, the weakest of the four recognized Bodhisattvas, let alone the Kala Tree Bodhisattva. He could be suppressed with a flip of his hand.

"Du'e Arhat should be aware of this matter. After all, when he was in the capital, this person represented the Imperial Astronomical Bureau to fight against the Buddhist sect, and challenged Du'e Arhat to a fist fight twice." Ge Wenxuan said with a smile.

Everyone then turned their gaze towards the Arhat Du'e. Bodhisattva Guangxian spoke, his tone inquiring, "Arhat Du'e?"

Du'e Arhat was silent for a moment, then nodded. "This boy was only half a step into the third rank at the time, yet he was able to break my golden body. Although he relied on external forces, I have to admit that he did it. At the time, I believed that he could become a powerful being on par with Asura Venerable. Now it seems that I was wrong."

"So that's how it is." Bodhisattva Jialuoshu twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand, sighed, and said, "Dafeng is truly blessed by heaven. After Wei Yuan abolished himself, I thought Dafeng's martial arts path had already declined. I never thought that it would be less than twenty years later... Well, you came to me, Alandra, because you hope to use the help of Buddhism to eliminate this disaster for you. Tell me your plan."

"The Bodhisattva is wise," Ge Wenxuan flattered, and then he explained Xu Pingfeng's plan. "According to Master's deduction, Luo Su will be leaving for Jianzhou soon. This is a great opportunity. If possible, for the sake of safety, please send Venerable Asura to accompany me and kill Luo Su."

"Asurā is still going through tribulations and has not returned." Jialuoshu shook his head first, then turned his gaze to Du'e: "Du'e Arhat, you are more familiar with this boy, so you will make this trip on my behalf."

The first rank officials are not allowed to enter the territory of Dafeng, otherwise they will be punished by the supervisor.

In Dafeng, he is invincible except for the super-ranking Inspector.

"Due to the decree, Du'e Arhat put his hands together and bowed slightly.

……

Wushen Sect, Jingshan City.

As the headquarters of the Wushen Cult, Jingshan City has a population of nearly 500,000, and almost all of them are practitioners of the wizard system.

At the foot of Jingshan Mountain, in a thatched hut, an old man wearing a cloak and a hood raises a flock of sheep. Every morning, he sings folk songs and drives a flock of sheep up the mountain against the backdrop of the rising sun. At dusk, he returns to the thatched hut. This cycle repeats itself day after day, and today is no exception.

He is Salen Agu, the great wizard of the Wushen Cult, the spokesperson of the Wushen, the actual ruler of the three northeastern countries. The first generation of Jianzheng was his disciple before he received the gift from heaven and earth and comprehended the sorcerer system.

"Why did you come looking for me at this time? And your state is interesting. Are you out of your mind?"

On the back of the leading sheep, Saren Agu looked at the shadow under his feet with an unhappy expression.

The shadow twisted and a man in a dragon robe slowly emerged. He had regular features, slightly thick eyebrows, and a pair of eyes filled with deep malice.

Upon closer inspection, the man in the dragon robe had a flawless body like jade, with golden and black light intertwined on his body, appearing both sacred and sinister.

The Taoist Yang God, the late emperor's chastity.

"Something happened in the capital." Emperor Zhendace told the whole story of what happened in the capital with a gloomy face, including the fact that he was forced to sever the Changsheng Bridge himself to quell the incident.

"Even you can't tell the real from the fake, yet you can make the spirit dragon recognize you as its master... This is a method I've never heard of. Could it be that my good disciple has come up with some strange method again?" Saren Agu couldn't help but count with his fingers.

The star chart appeared at his fingertips, and the spiritual light was radiating. However, no matter how he calculated, he could not deduce any results.

But this made him even more certain of what he was thinking. In the whole world, there was no one else except the Supervisor who could block the secrets of heaven and prevent him from knowing the truth.

No...that's not right!
As if a flash of inspiration came to his mind, Saren Agu frowned. With his level of cultivation, every sudden inspiration he had would not be a simple illusion.

Wherever you feel something, there must be something behind it.

"Great Wizard!" Seeing that Saren Agu had not moved for a long time, Joan of Arc couldn't help but urge him anxiously.

"I know you're anxious, but don't worry." Saren Agu waved his hand and said directly, "The Eternal Life Bridge is no different from other bridges. We can only reconnect it for you after the Sorcerer God breaks the seal and comes out."

"That's good that there is a way." Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was that even the Witch God would be unable to do anything about it. After all, the injuries were caused by the backlash of the inner demon's oath. In a sense, it could be regarded as a punishment from Heaven himself.

The great wizard ignored Joan of Arc. He gently waved the sheep whip in his hand, and a ball of black gas suddenly appeared, wrapped up the two of them, and whizzed away.

Joan of Arc was caught off guard. When she came to her senses, she found herself in a valley. In front of her was an altar, on which was enshrined a young man wearing a black robe and a crown of thorns.

It's the witch god.

The great wizard came straight to the statue of the wizard god and bowed. Runes condensed from wizard power and blood were written by the great wizard with the blood forced out from his eyebrows and pushed into the statue of the wizard god.

To this day, although the witch god is still sealed, a deep crack has appeared between the eyebrows of the sculpture of the old man wearing a Confucian cap and robe. The crack originates from the eyebrows and almost spreads throughout the body.

That is why the great wizard can, at a certain price, "steal" some of the wizard god's oracles from the seal of the Confucian sage.

The great wizard waited for a moment. From the inside of the wizard god statue, streams of black air emerged and then surged violently, trying to penetrate the barrier formed by the clear air and pouring into the great wizard's eyebrows.

"Russell?"

Saren Agu rubbed his brows and savored the oracle from the witch god. It seemed to be a person's name.

"Great Wizard, were you talking about Russell?" Upon hearing the word Russell, Joan of Arc became vicious and couldn't stop shaking all over.

It was him!

How dare he! How dare he!
"Do you know this person?" Saren Agu rarely looked at Jeanne straight in the eye, thinking that you can still play such a role.

"I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. He is the Supervisor's man!" Emperor Zhendace told the great wizard about the Buddhist magic battles and the journey to Chuzhou.

At this moment, he finally figured out who the mysterious master was who slaughtered all the extraordinary people in Chuzhou in one day.

"That's right, he is indeed a good disciple taught by my grandson." Saren Agu narrowed his eyes, then looked at Jeanne: "Do you want to kill this boy to avenge your previous shame?"

"I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!" Joan of Arc said resentfully.

"Now is your chance," the great wizard said, pulling out a scroll of parchment and handing it to Jeanne. "The Wizard God has decreed that Russell will soon be traveling to Jianzhou. You should take Ilbu with you."

"Hehehe... This time, I will eat him alive and cut him into pieces!" Joan of Arc laughed viciously, as if she had already seen the tragic state of Russell being tortured.

……

Dafeng Capital.

The members of the Tiandihui are also ready to go.

Although it would take half a month for the nine-colored lotus to mature, Taoist Master Jinlian, who was used to playing it safe, still urged everyone to set off.

(End of this chapter)