Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1091 The Mysterious Him

Chapter 1091 The Mysterious Him

Cui Yu, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard what the old Taoist said. He stared at the old Taoist blankly: The old Taoist wanted to take advantage of the situation and kill the gods? Who gave him the courage?

How arrogant does one have to be to be able to say such bold words as Tu Tian?

Do you really think that just because the sky has been severely damaged, the old Taoist priest and others can slaughter it?

If a saint can be worn down by ants below him, then he is not a saint! Why can he still be so high and mighty?

That's God! He's a saint. To be precise, he's more powerful than a saint! How can a bunch of old Tianshi and his gang take advantage of the situation?

As if he had noticed Cui Yu's strange look, the old Taoist priest smiled smugly: "Are you wondering, why should I go to Tutian? How can a bunch of us like this have the ability to take advantage of others?"

Cui Yu was embarrassed when the old Taoist saw his thoughts, and he quickly rejected them: "No! I don't have such thoughts!"

The old Taoist priest smiled upon hearing this, but did not expose Cui Yu's words. Instead, he said proudly:

"Do you really think I have done nothing during this period of time? My Zhenwu Mountain has blossomed everywhere during this period of time, and I have secretly collected countless direct descendants of the 365 princes. When the time comes, the nobles of the 365 princely states will share the prosperity of the immortal way with us! Share the fate of the world with us! I have already secretly contacted the 365 princes of the world. If Zhang Jue wins, the 365 princes will stab the Taiping Dao in the back and support my Zhenwu Mountain to fight against the Taiping Dao, and let my Zhenwu Mountain replace the Taiping Dao! Whether it is the blue sky or the yellow sky, the 365 princes will never allow another ancestor to be above their heads. When the time comes, we will work together to pick up the leaks, kill Huang Tian, ​​and seize Huang Tian's foundation!"

Cui Yu frowned when he heard this. He didn't think that relying on 365 princes could suppress the killing of the sky. Sometimes a large number of people would only mean more deaths, and it couldn't convert quantity into quality.

Seeing Cui Yu's doubts, the old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Don't forget that I personally participated in the battle against the Heaven five thousand years ago. How could I not know the strength of the Heaven?"

Cui Yu was stunned when he heard this, and he wanted to slap himself. He had been too smooth sailing recently, and he underestimated the people in the world and his own ancestors. Who was the old Heavenly Master? He personally participated in the battle against the sky five thousand years ago, so how could he not know the horror of the sky?

The old Taoist priest clearly knows Tian’s strength, but he is still confident that he can take advantage of the opponent’s loss. So what is the old Taoist priest’s backup plan?

Thinking of this, Cui Yu felt a little creepy. The water was too muddy!

"Don't worry, I have already contacted a supreme being and made secret arrangements for the backup plan! With that being in charge, it won't be difficult to kill the severely injured Tian!" The old Taoist priest's eyes were full of confidence. Cui Yu could see that the old Taoist priest had great confidence in that figure.

Cui Yu was puzzled. He wondered who could have made the old Taoist priest so arrogant.

“Don’t worry, Nanhua the Immortal has long been a chess piece that has been secretly pushed out. Now that Huang Tian and Cang Tian are in a decisive battle, it’s just that the person behind the scenes is preparing to reap the harvest.” The old Taoist priest patted Cui Yu’s shoulder, his voice full of pride: “Young man, although you have good means, the waters in this world are too deep. Some people started planning thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, and you can’t escape or grasp it at all!”

Cui Yu looked at the old Taoist priest who patted his shoulder, and his face suddenly darkened. He couldn't stand the old Taoist priest's arrogance.

"What if the Great Zhou court wins?"

"As for the Zhou Emperor's victory, I think the Zhou Emperor's chances of winning are slim, so there is no need to think about it anymore..."

The old Taoist priest didn't think the Great Zhou Dynasty would win! He felt that Zhang Jue had a great chance!

"What if?" Cui Yu said stubbornly.

"There is no such thing as an unexpected event! That supreme being has planned everything out!" The old Taoist priest was very confident.

"What if something happens?" Cui Yu asked stubbornly.

Cui Yu felt that the Zhou emperor had a great chance of winning. Not to mention the competition of heaven, even the dozen or so innate spiritual treasures and the mysterious founding emperor of the Great Zhou were enough to influence the balance of the situation, which was not something the Taiping Dao could deal with.

The old Taoist priest looked at the stubborn Cui Yu and patiently explained to him:

"First of all, Tang Zhou's move has helped Zhang Jiao to test the details of the Great Zhou Emperor. Since Zhang Jiao has decided to take action, he must be very confident in his own strength. Zhang Jiao is not a fool who would take the initiative to run over and die! Secondly, the 365 princes in the world will never stand idly by! The background of the 365 princes is not that simple. The battle to defeat the sky is not just a duel between Tang Zhou and the Zhou Emperor, but also about the game of the general situation behind. Of course, the most important thing is that I still have a trump card: the ancient demon god! That ancient demon god is the real key to the end, and it is also the beginning of the growth of our lineage! It is also the biggest backer of our lineage!"

The old Taoist priest patted Cui Yu on the shoulder. He really admired Cui Yu as a junior, so he patiently explained:

"Five thousand years ago, Cang Tian of the Great Zhou fought a decisive battle with Tian of the Great Xia. Cang Tian of the Great Xia counterattacked before dying, causing Cang Tian to suffer heavy damage and fall into a deep sleep. For a being like Tian, ​​five thousand years is not enough to repair the injury. Although Huang Tian of the Taiping Dao is just a newly hatched Tian, ​​I heard that Huang Tian of the Taiping Dao has swallowed up the origin of Tian Dao and has broken the shackles of Tian. He will have a suppressive effect on the five directions and five 'Tian'. In addition, there are 365 vassal states secretly offering sacrifices, so the chances of winning are very high! It is a foregone conclusion that both sides will suffer losses!"

The old Taoist priest explained.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yu looked at the old Taoist priest and had to admit that his analysis was correct. If anyone analyzed from his words, they would think that Huang Tian had a great chance of winning, but Cui Yu held a different opinion from the old Taoist priest.

"But you've said so much, but you still haven't told me what would happen if Emperor Zhou wins?" Cui Yu asked.

This is the core of the problem!

If we disobey the order today, if Emperor Zhou really wins in the future, I am afraid that the two sides will become irreconcilable. Emperor Zhou will definitely not allow Zhenwu Mountain to become bigger.

The old Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu who was delivering the scroll and was immediately troubled. He felt that Cui Yu simply could not adapt himself and that everything had been planned out. How could the Emperor of the Great Zhou win?

The Great Zhou Cangtian will certainly die, and there will be no accidents.

He had never considered the possibility of the Great Zhou Emperor winning, because he was too confident in the demon god behind him. So when faced with Cui Yu's question, he didn't know how to make it bigger for a while, and could only perfunctorily say: "If the Zhou Emperor wins, it means that all our trump cards are gone and we are completely defeated. We have no power to resist. I am afraid that the eight hundred princes in the world will be like ants. We have killed all the strange gods. Without the help of the strange gods, the eight hundred princes will not be able to resist the power of the Zhou Emperor. It will still be too late for us to surrender."

"You want to surrender? I'm afraid the Emperor of Zhou will not let us go!" Cui Yu replied.

"So what? At worst, you can just give up your foundation in the land of China and go to the wilderness to find another way out. With my current cultivation, I can also have a place in the wilderness." The old Taoist priest said unhappily, and then interrupted Cui Yu perfunctorily: "People always have to take a gamble! If you win, it's a big gamble! If you lose, the worst that can happen is to change your appearance, change your power, change your name, and then you can still share the fate of the Qigong lineage."

"And even if the King of Zhou wins, who says we can't do anything to him? We just need to contain him and prevent him from leaving Haojing! There are many ways to contain him, so why bother to kill him directly!" The old Taoist priest said meaningfully, "As long as we have someone secretly threatening Haojing at all times, and the King of Zhou leads the world to leave Haojing, we can ask the people in the dark to launch a fatal attack to destroy Haojing, and the King of Zhou will be nothing more than a trapped beast."

Cui Yu felt helpless when he heard the old Taoist priest's words. He knew very well that the old Taoist priest was simply fooled. He was too confident in the existence behind him. Cui Yu had never seen such a confident old Taoist priest.

“I’m afraid it’s the realm of Red Edict… Purple Edict.” Cui Yu muttered to himself.

At least he is a purple saint, which means he is a quasi-saint.

Cui Yu suddenly remembered that when the sacred red edict appeared in the world, the old Heavenly Master did not panic at all, which showed how confident he was.

At least it is at the level of Red Edict!

"Where in the world does such a powerful person come from? Could it be an old fellow who has woken up from his sleep?" A thought flashed through Cui Yu's mind.

"Fortunately, I still have a backup plan! If the old master can't do it, I can still turn the situation around!"

Cui Yu smiled, raised his head and looked towards the void of the Dharma Realm without saying a word. He would wait until the head of Tiandao returned. By then, his own strength would be greatly increased. He would be able to directly push open the Sky Boat on the other side and control the world situation of Tiandao's body. What would a mere Emperor Zhou be?

“You continue to practice. I, the ancestor, also need to go and sharpen my sword to make final preparations before the war.” The old Taoist priest entered the Dharma Realm with great interest, leaving Cui Yu standing in the main hall of Zhenwu Mountain in silence.

Ji Xiaofeng walked out of Zhenwu Mountain, walking on the bluestone road in the mountains with a gloomy face, and a gloomy look in his eyes: "I'm afraid Zhenwu Mountain has already had second thoughts, and now is a time of trouble!"

"What should I do?" Ji Xiaofeng fell into deep thought, because the matter was really difficult to deal with. Once Taiping Dao fell, Zhenwu Mountain would be the only orthodox Qigong practice in the world, gathering the power of the world. By then, I'm afraid that the Great Zhou court would make Zhenwu Mountain successful.

Ji Xiaofeng thought for a long time and came up with a countermeasure: "I remember there is a branch of the Cui family in the Han Dynasty, right? It is the orthodox line of the Cui family. If it can be split from Zhenwu Mountain, I am afraid that it is not only what I want to see, but also what the princes of the world want to see. It is urgent to push the Cui family to split, and this matter requires secretly instigating the major princes."

(End of this chapter)