The Second Episode: Wu Jin's Ancestor Displays His Divine Power, The Stinky Taoist Emerges from the Clouds

  Huang Feihu was very depressed.

  He thought of the great merchant town, Guo Wu Cheng Wang, who had finally managed to get rid of Emperor Yi's nagging on the imperial court and was looking for an excuse to take a break, but ended up running into endless troubles.

  The Huang family has been prosperous since ancient times, with many descendants. His father, Huang Xuan, had many wives and concubines, leaving behind countless children, scattered like dandelion seeds. But by his generation, he was getting on in years, yet had no children of his own. For this reason, Huang Xuan would send him a long letter every five days and a short one every three days, reminding him to work hard every day and not forget to have children. Alas, after more than five years, his wife Zhen Shi's belly still showed no signs of movement.

  It is said that Qingfeng Mountain is the most effective place to pray for a child, so Huang Feihu brought Zhen Shi and his family members to rush there from thousands of miles away. They offered incense and sacrifices, and were led into the Taoist temple by an old Taoist who claimed to be Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. The old Taoist had an otherworldly air about him, and after calculating with his fingers, he declared that the Huang family would have four descendants, which made Zhen Shi extremely happy and surprised. She eagerly asked how she could become pregnant and give birth, but the old Taoist was mysterious and secretive, saying only that heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. He then took Zhen Shi alone to the back hall, not allowing Huang Feihu and the others to follow.

  Huang Feihu waited outside the temple for a whole hour before Zhen Shi came out with a bright red face. When asked, Zhen Shi refused to say anything, and seeing his wife's tearful appearance, Huang Feihu was furious but couldn't vent his anger.

  All the way, they endured the strange gaze of the family members, but when they arrived at this mountain pass, a group of thick and powerful mountain demons came out to rob them. One of the leaders shouted that he wanted to abduct the beauty, which deeply hurt Huang Feihu's fragile heart and touched Wu Chengwang's unbearable reverse scales. How could he not be angry?

  "Die!" The Five-Colored Divine Cow moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the mountain demon's leader. With a loud "humph", it smashed down its golden cudgel, striking with the force of Mount Tai!

  Huang Shiren was also very depressed.

  He thought he was the 222nd successor of the magnificent Taixu Mountain Tianji Temple, with a celestial wind and Daoist bones, but ended up being beaten and scolded by everyone every day, unable to fill his stomach. Under the vast sky, he was struck by thunder and became a mountain demon after waking up. To make matters worse, he bumped into the legendary Town National Wu Cheng Wang who had come to die, how could he not burst with anger?

  Huang Feihu's ability, Huang Shiren is clearer than ever, without two brushes, how can he become the Wu Cheng Wang of a country? That big pestle comes with a broken air sound, carrying a million kilograms of force. If this skin bag is hit, it will die straight and straight.

  If you can't provoke me, I can avoid you!

  Huang Shiren's vicious dog snatched the feces and rolled away, dodging Huang Feihu's club. He hastily said: "Master Huang, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

  "Preposterous! You've been shouting and grabbing my wife, how can this be a misunderstanding? I'll kill you!" Huang Feihu was so enraged that he took the mountain demon for Qingxu Daode Zhenjun himself. The giant pestle in his hand came crashing down with a loud whoosh, truly an earth-shaking and ghost-wailing blow.

  "Huang Lao Ye, I am a cultivator of immortality. What use is your wife to me? It's just a coincidence and a misunderstanding."

  "Die!"

  ……

  "Huang Lao Ye, why don't we go down and have some tea first, talk a bit before fighting?"

  "I'll tear your mouth apart!"

  ……

  "Huang Feihu, stop fighting! We're from the same clan, after all. How about we both being people of status, let's call a truce and end this?"

  "You're a monster, I'm human, what's the point of talking about family?! Look at your ugly face!"

  ……

  "Countless Heavenly Lords, with the surname Huang, I speak kindly to you but you refuse to listen. You won't be satisfied until I use my divine powers to teach you a lesson, isn't that right?"

  "You have some skills, come and show them off!"

  Two people, one hitting and one dodging, making a racket, entangled in a confusing mess.

  Huang Shiren's headache was getting worse, Huang Feihu's skills were indeed impressive. The way he wielded his staff was like a whirlwind, and anyone who got close to him would either die or be injured. And then there was the five-colored divine cow, a rare auspicious beast that was both powerful and unpredictable, making it difficult to deal with. If things continued like this, Huang Shiren himself might end up reporting to his ancestors in the afterlife.

  Looking around, he saw a group of small demons surrounded by Huang Feihu's four generals: Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, Long Huan, and Wu Qian. These four butchers were incredibly powerful and had no qualms about killing. They slaughtered the small demons with ease, leaving their bodies scattered all over the place as they let out mournful cries.

  "You demon, today I'll let you witness my skills." Huang Feihu saw that he couldn't win in a short time, so he switched the big club to his left hand and with his right hand, he reached into the tiger skin bag, pulled out an object, and shot it out.

  This object is bright red and shining, with a million rays of light and thousands of auspicious energies. Its power is boundless, and it's actually a fierce killing tool.

  "Bad!" Huang Shiren's heart sank to his anus.

  Seeing Huang Shiren's appearance, Huang Feihu chuckled and immediately showed a hint of resentment.

  This thing was obtained from Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. It's said that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun is a high-ranking immortal who had his top three flowers cut off, ruining his Taoist practice and preventing him from achieving perfection. He waited until the arrival of Zhēn Shì on the mountain and seized the opportunity. This Zhēn Shì was later named in the Investiture of the Gods as a star deity with extremely rare pure yin energy. Daode Zhenjun used his bewildering technique to absorb her yin energy and supplement his yang, but felt ashamed and guilty when facing her husband, so he gave him a gift as a token of apology.

  Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had many powerful magical artifacts, and the one he gave to Huang Feihu was called the Three-Pointed Two-Edged Mortise Nail. Although it couldn't compare to his own Concentrated Heart Nail, its power was still considerable.

  Huang Feihu obtained this object, and his inner speculation became even more certain. He had not been contaminated along the way, but now he encountered a mountain demon and could only reluctantly use it. Seeing that this object was indeed incredibly powerful, he first felt joyful, then recalled the deeply meaningful smile on Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's face when he sent gifts, and his joy was thrown to the clouds of Jiuyou.

  "I'll go back and interrogate that wretched woman thoroughly!" Huang Feihu thought to himself.

  Huang Shiren didn't know the origin of this ghostly thing, but his sixth sense, which made all the hairs on his body stand on end, made him certain that he was in grave danger. In a panic, he didn't care about anything else and opened his mouth wide to unleash his ultimate treasure.

  This body's previous incarnation was a yellow weasel from Mei Mountain that had attained the Dao after 800 years, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reach the cultivation level of refining emptiness and uniting with the Dao. It had cultivated a yin wind bead; whenever this bead appeared, waves of yin wind would confuse people's eyes. This was an invaluable treasure for knocking out or stunning opponents, and it was also his only trump card.

  "Behold my Dark Wind Orb!" Huang Shiren swung his hand, and a large black orb shot out towards the three-pointed, double-bladed Door Nail of Mourning, its posture elegant, its tone overbearing, worthy of an emperor.

  Bang! The two treasures clashed, emitting a crisp sound. The three-pointed, double-edged door nail was a post-heavenly spiritual treasure refined by Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. How could Huang Shiren's Yin Wind Pearl be its match? Upon impact, the pearl instantly turned into a flying splash and vanished into thin air.

  Fortunately, Huang Feihu was just an ordinary person and wasn't familiar with the methods of the immortals. The coffin nails changed direction and shot straight at Huang Shiren's lower body.

  With a plop, the nail pierced Huang Shiren's buttocks, only an inch away from his anus.

  Good old Huang! Enduring the pain, he pulled out the bloody nail that was stuck in his door, and upon seeing it, he realized it was less than three inches long, neither gold nor silver, but emitting a precious aura. He knew it was a treasure and hastily put it away, pretending to be in great pain. With a loud shout, he said: "Huang, you've ruined my treasure and almost blown up my chrysanthemum! How can I let you off? Look at the thunder in my palm, the urgent order of the Supreme Elder!"

  With that said, clasp your hands together in a seal, gaze at the tip of your nose, and focus on your heart. Now go forth and do good deeds!

  As the 222nd master of Tianji Temple on Mount Kongtong (in fact, since that cheap master died, Old Huang became the only disciple of this temple), Huang Shiren inherited countless classic techniques. However, times are chaotic and spiritual veins are cut off, making it difficult to cultivate Taoism. Moreover, Old Huang is born lazy and gluttonous, and the only thing he can do well is the Palm Thunder technique. Within five steps, he can knock out a vicious dog with ease. Usually, he relies on this trick to swindle people, rarely losing his hand.

  It has come to this today, I'll give it a try anyway.

  "You scoundrel, you've injured my gatekeeper!" Just as Old Huang was embracing the mindset of "I'd rather be skinned alive than let Huang Feihu down", and was about to "show off his skills", a thunderous shout came from behind him.

  Finally, reinforcements have arrived! Old Huang felt a sense of relief wash over him.

  A loud shout from the mountain mouth, and suddenly thousands of mountain demons surged out. The demonic energy was overwhelming, reaching straight up to the clouds. In front of the group of demons, a cloud head appeared, and on top of it stood an old demon with a big belly. This demon wore a black robe, had seaweed-like hair, a face like a pot bottom, a mouth like a blood basin, and held in his hand a five-pronged heavenly fork. His aura was as fierce as a tiger's.

  Relying on the memory of Huang Hu's essence, Huang Shiren quickly learned that this old demon was named Wu Bao Laozu, who was transformed from a piece of golden essence at the beginning of heaven and earth. His Taoist practice was extremely deep, and he dominated the sky and earth of Mei Mountain with his ruthless and cunning nature, rarely meeting an opponent.

  Wu Bao Lao Zu suddenly appeared, and Huang Fei Hu's back was in a state of panic. With few against many, how could those soldiers not be frightened out of their wits?

  Fortunately, Huang Feihu had been through many battles and quickly stabilized his footing, holding his spear horizontally and standing his horse upright, riding alone at the front.

  "I am Huang Feihu, the great merchant town's Wu Cheng Wang! What kind of evil spirit are you, report your name and come forth, for under my rule, no unknown ghost shall escape death!" Indeed, worthy of being the Wu Cheng Wang of Shang Guo, his heroic spirit is outstanding.

  "What's it to you, Wu Cheng Wang or Liu Cheng Wang? Today, I'll leave him for Old Ancestor as a blood sacrifice." Wubao Old Ancestor sneered and his group of demons rushed up, engaging in a fierce battle.

  "Thanks to the old ancestor for saving me, otherwise I would have become a ghost under his oppression." Huang Shiren, an old oily fellow, came before the old ancestor with a grateful and respectful appearance, shouting loudly: "Wu Bao Laozu, your magical powers are boundless, for thousands of years and generations to come, unite Mei Mountain!"

  The flattering and fawning face is really embarrassing.

  Lao Zu saw Huang Shi Ren's gray-headed and dirty-faced appearance, with bloodstains on his buttocks, and was extremely comfortable being flattered by this inferior horse, nodding: "A San, well done, stand aside."

  This remark made Huang Shiren feel comfortable. Nonsense, he had to go up himself, and it would be difficult for him to have a good time in the hands of Huang Feihu.

  "Thank you, Old Ancestor! The Old Ancestor is so considerate of the younger generation. Even if I were to be torn apart and crushed into powder, it would still be difficult to repay the great kindness of the Old Ancestor!" Huang Shi-ren bowed and kowtowed again, causing Wu Jin's Old Ancestor to be overjoyed.

  This guy is usually dull and foolish, but today he's become so well-behaved. Looking at Huang Shiren, Lao Zu smiled slightly.

  Huang Shiren's performance left several demon heads behind Laozu in astonishment.

  Just now, Ah Er, who had slipped away to report the news, was a raccoon spirit with cunning thoughts. Usually, this flattering and boot-licking role should have been his, but seeing Huang Shiren steal the show in front of Old Ancestor, he revealed a hint of coldness: How did this guy become so eloquent overnight? Damn it, if he wins over Old Ancestor's favor, how will I survive in the future? One day, I'll find an opportunity to deal with him!

  While all monsters were deep in thought, the fierce battle ahead had already reached a boiling point.

  Although there were many demons, Huang Feihu led his four generals, and they fought like wolves and tigers. The little demons were killed until the valley was filled with their mournful howls, suffering heavy casualties.

  "Everyone follow me and kill this guy!" Wu Jin Old Ancestor was so angry that his three corpses were violently jumping, smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, and with a loud shout, he rushed forward to kill.

  It was indeed a formidable old demon, and with one move, he killed four generals - Zhou Ji, Huang Ming, Long Huan, and Wu Qian - causing them to fall off their horses. Even the great Huang Feihu could only barely defend himself against the old ancestor's Five Heavenly Forks, which threatened to strike him down at any moment, leaving Huang Feihu gasping for breath and in a precarious situation.

  "Ancestral god's mighty power! You little ones, follow me and turn against these guys, let's give our ancestor a feast!" The raccoon dog demon A'Er had been hiding in the back, pretending to fight, but seeing that the old ancestor was already winning, he no longer hesitated. He shouted loudly and led a group of small demons, along with a fat woman who reeked of fox stench all over her body, to launch a gang attack on Huang Feihu.

  "The three great kings and two great kings have gone up, let's go up too!" said the little demon beside him with a flattering tone.

  What a joke! Is that Feng Jie? That yellow weasel, has he never seen a woman before? With this kind of quality, even forcing himself on her didn't work?!

  Lao Huang muttered a word of bad luck and led the little demon to kill him, but saw that in mid-air, a Taoist suddenly appeared.

  A Taoist priest: Wearing a green silk scarf with two flying ribbons at the back of his head; Three dots on his forehead, representing the three lights, and two circles at the back of his head, symbolizing the sun and moon. His Taoist robe is emerald green, representing yin and yang, and has a double belt with a knot like that of the Queen Mother. He wears a pair of cloud-stepping shoes, and walks alone at night under the stars; He climbs mountains where tigers lie in wait, and descends into the sea where dragons swim to meet him. His face is as smooth as applied powder, his mouth like cinnabar with a hint of blood.

  "Wucheng Wang, don't panic! I'm here to help you!" As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light shot out from his hand and a Wind and Thunder Club came hurtling towards Wu Jin Lao Zu.

  "Not good!" Wu Jin Old Ancestor had nowhere to hide, so he grabbed the fat woman beside him and used her as a substitute sacrifice.

  Crash! A crisp sound, that Phoenix Sister "flower" fell fragrant and disappeared, alas, gone.

  This month, this old ancestor of Wujin is really ruthless! Seeing the old ancestor's methods, Huang Shiren's chrysanthemum tightened: Fortunately, I didn't follow him, otherwise Grandpa's good head would have become a watermelon.

  "What kind of stinky Taoist is ruining my good deed!?" Wu Jin Old Ancestor said angrily.

  The Taoist pressed down his cloud-like hair and smiled slightly: "I am Yun Zhongzi of the Jade Pillar Cave on Mount Zhongnan."

  This sentence made Huang Shiren's legs go weak and he involuntarily took a cold breath!

  Today, Dao Ye is in trouble!

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