People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 107 Kunpeng has no home, Yuanshi’s kindness

A faint sigh was heard, like an Asura crawling out of hell.

Can't tell gender apart!

The North Sea is vast.

When ancestor Kunpeng wanted to gather many demon kings under his command to dominate the North Sea again, he found that there was no little demon around him, and he was very depressed.

Where are the past and the present?

Only a handful of cold sea water made Kunpeng fall into deep thought.

Bei Ming Tian Dao's exclusion of Kun Peng and the suppression of his cultivation made Kun Peng the most incomprehensible. It was obvious that he was the one favored by Bei Ming Qi, but today when he returned to the familiar place again.

Things have long since changed.

There were huge trees, lush green grass, singing birds and fragrant flowers, but there was no such thing as the familiar feeling of cold and desolate place where all living things had returned to silence.

Although he has a causal connection with the former Queen Nuwa, and Saint Nuwa is also a saint of the demon clan, he still feels uneasy in his heart, thinking about how he was a great demon master who roamed the world.

Now I don’t even have my own home.

Wouldn't it be a laughing stock to let him live in the Queen Wa Palace? Those old friends from ancient times wouldn't know how to laugh at him.

"Lü Yue, you have misled me so deeply, how should I treat you?"

Kunpeng gnashed his teeth as he stared at Lu Yue's Dharma image, which enveloped the universe. He was just as high-spirited as he was back then when he created the demon literature and preached to all the demons.

Suddenly I felt that I might have aged a little.

Don’t you know that he looks old because of the fatigue in his heart? But Lu Yue is entangled in karma, and the karmic tribulation he has caused can only show himself as an old man.

"My old friend Kunpeng, do you still have a little passion in your heart to become a stepping stone for the second generation of disciples of Jiejiao?" A bloody figure suddenly emerged from the sea.

Kunpeng frowned slightly.

He looked at the ancestor of the Styx with some fear.

"Sowing discord!"

"You were also tricked by Zhen Yuan Zi. Without the Red Lotus of Karma to transform your own karma, your true body didn't even dare to bleed into the sea of ​​blood. A Blood God Son, a spiritual being, dared to appear before me."

bang~
A casual blow.

After crushing the Blood God's clone of the Styx Patriarch, he sat dejectedly on a clear mountain peak, looking at the setting sun in the sky, and suddenly felt a sense of morning bells and evening drums.

The time of great disaster.

It is also a trend of great contention.

This catastrophe of heaven and earth had nothing to do with him, and he did not dare to get involved.

None of the disciples of the three sects of Xuanmen are easy to deal with. When the younger ones are beaten, the older ones come. If he puts aside his status and fights for that little bit of luck, he will definitely arouse the enemy of the saint.

Bei Ming is homeless.

Ancestor Kunpeng didn't want to leave either, so he had to dive into the seabed and create a new space and time of his own, living there slowly. If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind competing with Lu Yue again.

In other words, he does not have any magical weapon.

otherwise
Ancestor Kunpeng was somewhat self-deceiving. He turned around and transformed into the body of a Kun fish, swaying his tail in the air and diving into the bottomless seabed.

Kunlun Mountains.

The majestic holy melody will bring you spiritual power wherever you touch it.

The colorful Qilin auspicious beast is playing in the mountain stream!
After Lü Yue intercepted the disciples of Jade Ding Zhenren, the Twelve Golden Immortals and Yun Zhongzi and other Fude Zhenxians felt a sense of crisis. In addition, Yuanshi Tianzun asked them to gather disciples, so the three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect were of mixed quality.

The disciples who can be used by them to ward off disasters have no good intentions, low cultivation level and are of no use at all.

They still need to be taught humbly, but that does not prevent them from using the saint's decree to directly ask Haotian to arrange a task for them.

Today! Looking at the plague image of Lü Yue in the void, encompassing the universe and highlighting Kunlun, Guangchengzi and others who stayed in Kunlun Mountain were directly broken in their hearts and minds, and they wished they could replace him.

The rise of Lu Yue.

It was like a mirror, reflecting their entire bodies.

On the cloud bed, Yuanshi Tianzun had a blank expression on his face, without any sign of emotion, which made Guangchengzi, Nanjixianweng and other disciples most uneasy.

Especially the Antarctic Immortal.

Yuanshi Tianzun originally gave him the throne of the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole. He did not want to be involved in the cause and effect of the Heavenly Court, so he did not refine it, but instead separated out a celestial incarnation.

Now let’s look at Lu Yue again.

He suddenly felt that he was short-sighted. Why couldn't he control the three spirits of happiness, wealth and longevity of all living beings? He could completely occupy the position of the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole and open up the South Pole Eternal Heaven.

In Yuxu Palace.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

After a long silence, Guang Chengzi said, "Master, Lü Yue is cunning by nature. He uses tricks to cultivate by borrowing the luck of heaven. We must be on guard."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at his beloved disciple with disappointment.

If one lacks the strength, he will slander others for obtaining their positions in an illegitimate manner.

He is indeed of a weak character.

"Guangchengzi, do you admit your guilt?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was like thunder, and it exploded in Guangchengzi's ears in an instant: "I don't want to hear your self-deceiving words anymore. Hundreds of boats are competing for the current, and the strong are the ones who measure themselves. How can you say that you are taking shortcuts?"

The vast land was created by Pangu the Father God. All living things evolved from Pangu's hair, blood, and bones.

The name of Pangu Sanqing?

Why should it fall on them?

Do you really think that by splitting Pangu's spirit into three parts you can inherit Pangu's legacy? Aren't there still twelve ancestor witches? Which one is easy to deal with? It's the reputation that the three brothers have earned step by step with their fists.

Pangu Three Pure Ones!

Haha~
After reminiscing about the past years, Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and said, "As a great sect of saints, we naturally have to be polite and courteous. Since Lv Yue is a member of the Xuanmen and has become the leader of a sect, you should go and congratulate him."

"Yun Zhongzi, Nan Ji Xian Weng, the two of you go to the treasury and take out an innate talisman and three lotus seeds for him. By the way, watch closely how he opens up the Plague Cave Hengtian."

"Nanji Immortal, look carefully, the road ahead is open, your potential is far greater than Lu Yue's."

Nan Ji Xian Weng and Yun Zhongzi nodded and said, "We will follow the Master's command."

At this moment, the Immortal of the South Pole was even a little impatient. He didn't even bother to use the White Crane Boy, his means of transportation, and directly grabbed Yun Zhongzi's hand and flew towards the heaven.

He also wants to become the master of one Dao.

If Lu Yue knew his thoughts, he would definitely sneer in his heart. If the three god positions of Fu Shou Lu were ordinary god positions, Nan Ji Xian Weng would naturally have no competitors.

But on the contrary.

The three gods of fortune, longevity and wealth are branches evolved from the long river of destiny. I wonder how many eyes are staring at them?
When they hurriedly arrived at the Heavenly Palace and greeted Jade Ding Zhenren, they looked at Lu Yue on the five-colored altar, and the Shangqing Xuanguang blessed them.

Insight into the three realms.

The light of the five treasures converges, forming five mysterious lights of plague, poison, calamity, longevity and happiness, symbolizing the opposite characteristics of life, just like the black and white Tai Chi diagram, the majestic power of heaven, governing all living things.

This actually made the Immortal of the South Pole feel uneasy, and he wanted to jump out immediately and interrupt Haotian's prayer.

He came with the goodwill of Yuanshi Tianzun, but why did it feel like Lu Yue not only did not appreciate it, but also wanted to kick him down?
I saw boundless luck rolling in and gathering on the canopy of humanity, with golden light overflowing. When everyone opened their eyes and looked at each other again, they looked at the magic lamp in front of them in surprise.

(End of this chapter)