People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 10 I bear a blood feud, how can I not take revenge
This went on for more than a month. Yang Jian and Yang Chan ate berries when they were hungry and drank raindrops when they were thirsty. When they were about to faint, they arrived at the gate of Longya Academy. Yang Jian wiped the frost from his face and knelt down respectfully.

"Yang Jian pays respect to the Immortal Master."

"Yang Chan pays respect to the Immortal Master."

People are as big as little devils.

The two of them looked like adults, with resolute expressions. Someone once said that if a person wants to grow up, he must bear two kinds of power: blood feud and changing his fate. Love has no boundaries, and everything goes smoothly.

One positive and one negative.

As long as you persist in your heart, you will achieve great success no matter what.

Lu Yue drank a cup of tea. He tested the brother and sister for more than a month. Only after their expressions and mentalities had reached their limits did he bring them to the mountain.

Of course I won't watch them faint.

"The thunder on Longya Mountain is extremely powerful. If you are not careful, you will die. On the way here, I saw many people persuading you two brothers and sisters to leave the mountain. Why did you still take the risk?"

Yang Jian raised his head, secretly glanced at the expressionless Lu Yue, and explained with a stiff face: "Yang Jian heard that there is an immortal master here. For many years, the weather has been good and there has been no thunder. I think this is a test from the immortal master to my brother and me.

As the saying goes, the Tao cannot be passed on lightly. How can ordinary people understand the intentions of the immortal master? "

"On the way up the mountain, didn't you see someone being struck to death by thunder and turned into charcoal?" Lu Yue looked at Yang Jian curiously to see how he would answer.

"It could be that he did something that was against the will of Heaven and was punished by the Immortal Master."

"anything else?"

As Lu Yue looked at the talented Yang Jian, he liked him more and more. No wonder he was able to achieve great success in later generations. Just relying on his meticulous observation and natural wisdom, he could see things that ordinary people could not see, which was enough to show his extraordinaryness.

The most valuable thing is to stick to what he wants in his heart and not be disturbed by the outside world. Many immortals cannot be as calm and composed as him and are overwhelmed by the situation.

Even when things were not going well for him, he would often feel frustrated and want to give up. If he was not familiar with the plot of Conferred Gods, he might have given up practicing long ago.

Be a casual cultivator, sit back and watch the changing situation; be a cowardly king, don't participate, don't get involved, don't get into trouble, run away when you can't win, hide in a deserted place, and live alone until the end of time.

"Yang Jian has a deep blood feud that he must avenge. I want to split Peach Mountain to rescue my mother, and I also want to explore the Nine Netherworld to find the traces of my father and elder brother."

Haha
Lu Yue laughed happily. Yang Jian's life experience was equivalent to the common protagonist in online novels. As long as he didn't die halfway, he would definitely rise.

Looking at his childish face and determined eyes, Lu Yue silently said in his heart: "Master Yu Ding, I will accept you as my disciple, but I don't know if you can find another outstanding disciple like Yang Jian."

Anyway, the Jie Sect and the Chen Sect will inevitably confront each other during the Conferred God Tribulation, so he can also weaken the Chen Sect's support.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Jade Ding Zhenren, who was listening to the teachings in Kunlun Mountain, suddenly broke away from his state of enlightenment and said in a restless state, "Master, I feel like something important in my life has suddenly left me. I wonder why?"

Jade Ding Zhenren looked listless, and looked with lingering fear at Yuanshi Tianzun, who was preaching with his eyes closed on the cloud bed, and bowed with both hands.

The people around were listening to the sermon attentively, but were suddenly interrupted by Jade Ding Zhenren, and they were very angry.

"Junior Brother Yu Ding, why are you so panicked? It's so unbecoming!" Guang Chengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, glared at Master Yu Ding unhappily.

"It doesn't matter."

Yuanshi Tianzun calculated the destiny of heaven and looked at the causal line of fate belonging to Jade Ding Zhenren's apostle being cut off directly. His face was solemn, but the destiny of heaven was chaotic and he had not seen through the fog.

The three generations of disciples of the Chan sect have their own destiny!
Except for Lingzhuzi, who was entrusted to him by his junior sister Nuwa, and who joined the Chan sect after Lingzhuzi was reincarnated, he did not pay any special attention to the remaining three generations of disciples.

He couldn't even take care of the second generation disciples, so who would care about his grandchildren? Besides, the third generation disciples were originally the substitutes he was looking for to eliminate the disaster for the Twelve Golden Immortals. Naturally, he was even less concerned, but this was not the reason for him to be poached.

The sky is in chaos.

Finally, Yuanshi Tianzun used his great magical power to search for a trace from the broken causal line: "Guanjiangkou."

"Yu Ding, your disciple is in Guanjiangkou, go down the mountain to look for him."

"Yes."

Jiuli tribe.

Lu Yue asked Yang Jian and Yang Chan to stay in Longya Academy as servants, and taught them to read and write and learn the knowledge of Longya Academy.

Usually he was also responsible for entertaining the ancestors of various tribes nearby. Serving tea and water, Yang Jian was dedicated to Lu Yue, doing everything to perfection, but his eyes were like a piece of ice, which lingered for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years passed.

Lu Yue taught the Three Pure Ones immortal techniques to Yang Jian and his sister Yang Chan at the same time. The two of them were good candidates for cultivating immortals. In thirty years, they had reached the realm of refining the void and merging with the Tao.

Only one step away from overcoming the tribulation and becoming an immortal.

Thinking back to the past, when he accepted Zhou Xin, Li Qi and others as his disciples, and worked hard with all his heart, after a thousand years, they had only reached the realm of refining the void and merging with the Tao. He finally understood why the Chan sect liked disciples with intelligence and talent.

Save worry and effort.

Just a few pointers on the key points will help you to fully understand the concept.

Emotion.

Sometimes the gap between people is even greater than the gap between people and pigs and dogs. It has to be said that geniuses are indeed different from others.

In addition to making some small progress in cultivation, he also gained a deep understanding and difference in the way of treating plague, curing diseases and saving lives, and the style of doing things.

Make a decision and then act.

He would never act rashly. Lu Yue taught almost everything he had learned. Although they had not yet established a master-disciple relationship, they were actually no different from master and disciple. All that was left was an opportunity.

Yang Jian is his disciple. As for Yang Chan, although her cultivation level is not as high as Yang Jian's, she is also diligent in her cultivation. She is just one small realm away. It will be just around the corner for her to become an immortal.

One day.

Lu Yue suddenly felt something strange in his mind. He counted with his fingers and found that his layout in the Jiuli tribe was almost complete, and was slowly infiltrating the Shang Dynasty.

I understand!

The incense was so strong that it had almost become a reality. He needed to create his own kingdom of God. Lu Yue's real name was not on the list of gods, so he had no place in heaven to rely on for the incense and faith.

Therefore, the incense and fire from the dark gathered together and turned into the power of wishes from the heavens, pressing down on him so that he could hardly move.

The most suitable spiritual treasure for opening up the kingdom of God is Zhao Gongming's 24 Dinghai Shenzhu. After snatching the 24 Dinghai Shenzhu, the ancient Buddha opened up the 24 heavens of the Western religion to accommodate many Buddhas and incense and vows. He jumped directly from the last place of the quasi-saint to become a master in the late stage of the quasi-saint.

I have to sigh: the treasure is covered in dust.

At the same time, it can also explain why all gods and Buddhas in heaven like the power of incense and faith. This is a shortcut to practice without bottlenecks, leading directly to the late stage of quasi-sainthood. Who wouldn't like it?

It is no wonder that the two saints in the West would plot to take over the fortune of the human race on the Kyushu continent.

(End of this chapter)