People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 124: Xing Tian dances with the Gan Qi, can he still eat?

Beiju Luzhou!

No smoke at all.

Lu Yue was barefoot and wearing coarse linen clothes. He held a shaped plague banner in his hand and casually dispelled the fog in front of him. The miasma was everywhere and a few fleas jumped out from time to time to prevent people from preaching.

Came to a peach blossom forest.

With a wave of his hand, he rolled up a piece of peach blossom miasma and sucked it into his stomach.

"Peach blossom wine, a thousand cups and you won't get drunk!"

I saw a headless wizard leaning against a vast peach tree, looking up at the sky. He seemed unaware of Lu Yue's approach. He wielded a huge axe and shield in his hands. He was strong and powerful, with his breasts turning into eyes and his belly button turning into a mouth.

According to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Overseas Western Classic", "Xingtian and the Emperor came here to compete for the godhood. The Emperor cut off his head and buried it in Changyang Mountain. He then used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and danced with a halberd."

"Xingtian!"

Lu Yue's eyes were slightly stunned. He had always thought that when he went deep into the Ten Thousand Mountains, the first person he would meet might be the Ten Demon Saints or the Green Bull Demon. He did not expect that the person he met was the Great Wizard.

The Kui Niu demon under the tutelage of Tongtian Jiaozhu would often sneak away from Jin'ao Island and come to the Shiwanda Mountains to look for a Qing Niu demon to mate with, so that he could listen to his boasting while drinking.

He was among the 100,000 warriors and was the leader of the Kuiniu tribe, with a group of concubines.

It is spread across the Hundred Thousand Mountains and no one can defeat it.

Originally, it was thought that he relied on the power of the saint to become the king of Northern Juluzhou, so he wanted to find a descendant of the Kuiniu spirit to ask for directions, but he accidentally came to the territory of the Wu clan.

"Who are you?"

"I smell danger on you." Xing Tian held the halberd and shield in his hands and took a defensive posture.

Lu Yue looked at Xing Tian hesitantly.

Without a head, with nipples as eyes and navel as mouth, how can it have a nose? And how can it smell danger? Is it the sixth sense?

"Lü Yue, a disciple of Jiejiao."

"I came to this Shiwan Mountain only to drive away the plague and cure the disease."

"Pretentious!"

"The Northern Continent is formed by the corpses of gods and demons. It is full of miasma and is the place where the witches and liches are struggling to survive. I have seen countless old Taoists like you and eaten countless of them. Be sensible and leave."

"If you come here for the treasures of heaven and earth, I only have a few peach blossoms here, nothing you want."

Xing Tian, ​​his voice a little hoarse, continued to lean against the peach tree, looking up at the sky, as if he was reminiscing about the heyday of the witch clan.

"Don't you want to transform Northern Juluzhou into an environment suitable for the Wu people to live in? As far as I know, the northern border is bitterly cold, and it is difficult for the Wu people to reproduce. There are less than one million Wu people living in Northern Juluzhou, which is less than one percent of the monster people."

Lu Yue smiled faintly, without looking at Xing Tian. His deep gaze passed over Taohua Mountain and looked at the fire burning not far away.

The main thing is that there is nothing good to see about Xing Tian.

It clearly looks like a human, but because there is no head, only the body below the shoulders can be seen. It is like a cultivator who has lost his sea of ​​consciousness and his soul has no place to reside.

That is to say, the Wu clan has a special method of body refining. Xing Tian can survive only because he has no primordial spirit but only true spirit. People who practice Taoism, if they lose their skull, will not be reattached within a certain period of time.

It only takes a moment for one's body to perish and one's soul to disappear.

Just like the Demon Slaying Platform in Heaven, the Dragon Slaying Platform is aimed at the many immortals, gods, demons and evil spirits between heaven and earth.
Xing Tian was a little curious. Ever since the Lich Calamity, the saints had taken control of the Heavenly Dao, and he had seldom stepped out of this peach forest. He only heard that the weak human race had taken advantage of the situation to rise up, a weak race in the past.

He can destroy it with one hand.

Today, a human creature spoke nonsense in front of him.

Are you being too arrogant?

"I admit that you are incredibly powerful, but I, Xingtian, am not just a nobody." Xingtian stared at the sky with hollow eyes, as if Lu Yue's existence was just air.

Directly ignored. Lu Yue sneered: "No wonder the Wu clan finally disappeared from the world. If everything is due to someone as arrogant as you, it is inevitable that you will be eliminated by history."

After the failure of the war between wizards and liches, Hou Tu followed the example of the great god Pangu and opened up the underworld. Some disheartened wizards directly followed Niangniang Pingxin to occupy the underworld.

Maintain the development of the underworld.

The remaining part of the witch clan was unwilling to leave the human world, so they came to Uttarakuru to live in seclusion, not knowing that they were seeking their own death.

Are there any demons?

Lu Yue felt that Uttarakuru was more like an arena, filled with demons and witches. They had no respect for saints, no respect for heaven and earth, so how could they achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation?

Is it just imagination?
Now it is primitive.

The disciples of the four sects roamed the world, and the old quasi-saints lived in a corner. The Supreme Saint of the Human Sect was pure and inaction, and passed down the great way of the golden elixir. Yuanshi Tianzun of the Chan Sect passed down the method of refining weapons. Tongtian, the master of the Jie Sect, left behind the sword and the formation.

The West is barren, so the two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, thought hard and ingeniously and created the method of making relics. Although their combat power is weak, their cultivation level is genuine.

What does the second race of liches have?
Although there are saints standing behind the scenes, whether it is Nuwa Palace or the underworld, Nuwa and Niangniang Pingxin tacitly did not go into the wilderness.

Is it that they don't want to?

But can't.

They really thought that the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints were vegetarians and would allow them to occupy the fortune of heaven and earth. Therefore, they drove the two tribes of wizards and liches to Uttarakuru, a deserted place.

And this is Lu Yue's opportunity.

Are miasma and poison a problem for Lu Yue?
He is the founder of the plague. If he can transform Uttarakuru into his base camp and convert it into his own luck, he will surely be able to use the luck of the place to become a saint.

Xing Tian was a little angry: "What a big tone."

"The Gan Qi in my hand has also killed quasi-saints before."

Lu Yue sneered, too lazy to continue chatting with the brainless Xing Tian about this meaningless topic. He preferred to do things in a low-key manner and drive away the miasma and poisonous insects.

In front of the Heavenly Dao, everything will be recorded. When he has really completed it, he will naturally be blessed with infinite merits and fortune.

"Wait a minute."

Xing Tian saw that Lu Yue ignored him, but walked straight through him and continued walking forward. With an angry expression, he swung the halberd in his hand towards Lu Yue, who dodged.

Perform the art of shadow.

It was one of the thirty-six celestial beings. With a flash of his body, he had already arrived a hundred miles away. Xingtian's Qi only cut off a phantom. Xingtian saw that he was being fooled like this.

He chased after Lu Yue directly.

The situation improved only after Lu Yue met Kuafu.

"Xing Tian, ​​you are a guest. What are you doing?"

Kuafu threw the star staff in his hand, drawing a galaxy that separated Xingtian and Lu Yue. Although the distance was only a hundred steps, there was actually a galaxy separating the two.

Lu Yue was still a little surprised at the laws of space that Kuafu displayed.

It has been a long time since I have encountered such wonderful magical powers.

"Lü Yue has met Kuafu."

Lu Yue followed Kuafu into a thatched hut, and the two of them consciously forgot about Xing Tian. Could he really be angry with a headless man, even though it was in a myth?

He represents the spirit of perseverance.

But in Lu Yue's view, failure is failure, and he finally failed to succeed in chopping off the Emperor of Heaven's head.

(End of this chapter)