Chapter 147 Horrifying background, Luotian Sect!
“This… actually won!”

Ge Li, who had never found a chance to attack, was stunned at this moment.

Four fourth-level masters died on the same day!
This kind of scene may not be seen even during a change of dynasty.

But it actually happened right before Ge Li’s eyes today.

It made Ge Li feel unreal and illusory.

The power of Marquis Jing’an…

Ge Li smiled bitterly.

I thought of Xia Shouzhong’s evaluation of Jia Cong.

He is meticulous and has unparalleled planning.

It’s clear that they have taken every aspect into consideration.

There is no need for me to help anymore.

“Ge Li, the deputy director of Ziwei Division!”

“Greetings to the Marquis!”

“Meet the princess!”

Ge Li hurriedly bowed and greeted Jia Cong loudly.

Afraid that Jia Cong would misunderstand.

“It turns out that it was Ziwei Si Ge Si Shou who came in person.”

“Thank you very much for reminding me just now, Mr. Ge.”

The white tiger carried the demon cloud and came to Ge Li.

Jia Cong bowed and thanked him.

Regardless of whether he contributed or not, Ge Li was able to appear and remind Jia Cong when he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Help.

Jia Cong appreciated this kindness.

“Your Excellency is too kind. I was just worrying for no reason.”

The two chatted casually.

Baochai and Miaoyu regained their human form and came behind Jia Cong.

“Thank you for your help today, Senior Sister!”

In front of Ge Li, Jia Cong would naturally not point out Miaoyu’s identity as a god.

Instead, she used the identity of a fellow senior sister as an excuse.

“Cong’er, there’s no need to be so polite!”

Miaoyu nodded, her beautiful eyes sparkling with joy.

Subtly bringing the relationship between Jia Cong and others closer.

Even if it’s acting.

This senior sister’s status is much closer than that of a subordinate.

“Master Ge, this is my senior sister Miaoyu!”

Jia Cong turned around and introduced Ge Li.

“Ge Li of the Gexian Sect greets Immortal Miaoyu!”

Facing Miaoyu, who was obviously a master of the fourth level of Yin Shen, Ge Li did not dare to neglect her.

Salute solemnly.

“So he is the descendant of Master Ge, no wonder he has such means.”

Miaoyu’s gaze lingered on the Lihuozilongyu above Ge Li’s head for a moment.

“Cong’er, I will first collect these middle-level soldiers.”

After saying this, in front of Ge Li.

He stretched out his hand and a Shinto seal that was quite similar to Jia Cong’s appeared.

The ghost soldiers below transformed into ghost bodies and flew into the treasure seal space like young swallows returning to their nests.

This scene fell into Ge Li’s eyes.

This undoubtedly further verifies the conclusion that Jia Cong and Miaoyu are from the same school.

After all, the most famous magic weapon since Jia Cong was born is the Shinto Seal.

And these ghost soldiers gave Ge Li plenty of room for imagination.

The Xuanmen Taoist sects all have more or less Taoist soldiers to protect them.

First of all, it can play a supporting role when fighting with others.

Secondly, if the disciple is new and not very strong, he can rely on the Taoist soldiers to protect him.

There are many types of Taoist soldiers, and each school and sect is different.

There are living people practicing magic, puppet mechanisms, and also the raising of monsters.

The most famous one is the Yellow Turban Warriors trained by Zhang Jue in the late Han Dynasty.

Take the Gexian Sect for example, they have the Flame Dragon Puppet Taoist Soldiers.

It was passed down by the founder of the sect, Ge Tianshi.

A total of thirty-six, seventy-two, and one hundred and eight were gathered together.

They can all set up a small flame dragon formation and join forces to fight the enemy.

If one thousand and eighty of them gathered together, they could set up the Eight Desolate Flame Dragon Formation.

Extraordinary power.

But even with Ge Li’s vision and knowledge.

I have never seen a ghost soldier like this, a Taoist soldier who can transform into a warrior and also into a ghost.

If you don’t have enough foundation.

Where can one train such Taoist soldiers?

“The Marquis’ sect has a long tradition and profound background. I admire it very much!”

Ge Li’s face was full of admiration, and he couldn’t help but feel curious.

But it’s not easy to ask rashly.

Little did he know that this remark was exactly what Jia Cong wanted. “I was born in Rongguo Mansion, but I lost my mother when I was young and have been dependent on my second sister for life.”

“When I was three years old, my teacher sneaked into my house, taught me some magic, and accepted me as his disciple.”

“To be honest, Chief Ge, I only knew the sect was called Luotian Sect before I came to Jiangnan.”

“I have been in the South China Sea and have been hiding from the world.”

“Speaking of which, from Jiangnan to Shandong and then to Liaodong, it was all thanks to the help of the sect.”

“Most of these people are the sect’s guardian deacons, sent by the master to help.”

Jia Cong deliberately created a mysterious master’s background for himself in order to cover up the origins of the Shinto gods and ghosts.

“I see.”

Ge Li looked at the ten great ghosts and gods below.

At this time, all the third-level masters in Shangjing City had been slaughtered.

Compared with Ge Li, his strength may be just average.

But any one of them, if placed in the third realm, would be a master.

These are just the guardian deacons in the sect.

He immediately believed Jia Cong’s words without a doubt.

In Taoism, there is a saying about the great immortals.

According to legend, the highest of the thirty-six heavens is Daluo Heaven.

Daluo, in which “da” means broad, means immeasurable.

Luo is a net, which means encompassing.

The great Luo is immeasurable, that is, it embraces all things.

What a boldness it is to name the sect Luotian.

Able to teach geniuses like Jia Cong and Miaoyu to reach the fourth level.

Jia Cong’s master is at least at the peak of the fourth realm, or even…

It is very likely that he is a powerful Yang God in the fifth realm!

“Master Ge, this is not the place to talk. Please follow me down first.”

Wait until Miaoyu gathered the ghost soldiers.

The defenders of Shangjing City had already been in chaos.

A large number of young and strong men and soldiers who were temporarily recruited took off their armor during the chaos, fearing that they would be liquidated afterwards.

Hou Jingyun and Ma Ruyue led 800 elite cavalrymen and rushed into the palace.

“It’s up to you, my Lord!”

Ge Li knew that Jia Cong was going to finish the matter.

They landed together with Jia Cong in the square in front of the palace.

In the battle just now, more than half of the palace in Shangjing was affected and turned into ruins.

The Joseon king, Li Yuzhe, stood there in dismay.

At this time, there were only dozens of imperial guards left around him.

Seeing Jia Cong falling, most of them trembled in fear and dared not move.

There was a crisp sound of “clang”.

The sword energy swept across the place, and more than a dozen imperial guards were killed in an instant.

“I am Marquis Jia Cong, are you willing to surrender?”

Jia Cong looked indifferent and coldly at the King of Korea, Li Yuzhe.

Against the backdrop of the blood dragon circling in the sky.

As terrifying as a demon.

“Put down your weapons.”

“I have long heard of the reputation of Marquis Jing’an. Seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved. I am willing to surrender!”

Li Yuzhe smiled bitterly.

Within seven days, the capital city of Shangjing was lost, and even the spirits of the country were suppressed.

For Li Yuzhe, the ups and downs came too suddenly.

He suddenly fell from being the king of a country to being a prisoner.

Even though large tracts of North Korea’s territory are still there, troops from all over the country are still rushing in to support the king.

But the courage of the truly elite soldiers had been broken.

There are also masters who have died.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the country was destroyed.

“Greetings to the Marquis!”

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves rang out.

Eight hundred elite cavalrymen broke into the Shangjing Palace and came.

There was a murderous aura around him and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

I just killed countless random soldiers along the way.

“Ma Ruyue, temporarily detain the King of Korea!”

“Pass the order down, the city gates are closed, no one is allowed to enter but no one is allowed to leave!”

“Officials from the capital, arrive here before dawn. Those who fail to arrive by the deadline will have their entire clan exterminated!”

“Those who take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos will be exterminated!”

“Senior Sister Miaoyu, thank you for your hard work.”

“Take the Taoist soldiers to temporarily take over Shangjing City.”

After Jia Cong finished speaking, he turned to Miaoyu.

There is a blood dragon in the sky cooperating to block the four gates.

Miaoyu is inside and is controlling the ghost soldiers.

Soon, the unrest in Shangjing City was quelled.

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