People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 148: The Gift is Small but the Feeling is Great, Half the Blood Sea is Smaller

Zhunti’s departure made Minghe feel even worse.

He provided a lot of talents to the Western religion, but got nothing in return. These are the so-called allies.

“Old Ancestor Minghe came to congratulate me on the establishment of the Ten Courts of Hell. I have received the gift. One day, I will repay you.” He took back the Yin-Yang Beads, as if the commotion just now was just a misunderstanding.

Staring at him coldly.

Minghe was a little frightened and felt that something was wrong.

Lu Yue's planning ability is outstanding among the Three Realms. He cracked the Fire Cloud Cave's scheme and escaped to heaven in the North Sea. Even the Demon Master Kunpeng was no match for him.

"Don't dare!"

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, since this is a misunderstanding, I wonder if it can be resolved. To congratulate you on opening up the Ten Courts of Hell and establishing order in the Netherworld, I am willing to offer you a lotus seed."

Don't want it for nothing.

Lu Yue took the lotus seed of the Karma Fire Red Lotus. The flower bloomed into the ninth grade and could dissolve karma. However, he already had a Karma Plague Lamp on his body, so the effect of this lotus seed was almost useless.

It can be given to disciples.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe is very thoughtful. The Underworld is the place that governs the reincarnation of all living beings. As a neighbor of Empress Pingxin, how can you not pay a visit?"

"The underworld can devour the sea of ​​blood and grow stronger, which shows that they are also family."

"How about giving up half of the sea of ​​blood and turning into the underworld?" Ping Xin interrupted the useless greetings and directly stated his bottom line with an attitude that could not be refused.

It moved the Styx.

He is a ruthless person.

These goddesses who attained enlightenment in ancient times, although they have beautiful smiles, each of them has a heart as black as Zhou Baopi, and when they open their mouths, half of the sea of ​​blood will appear. How big is the territory of his Styx?

Half of it will be taken away.

Minghe's face turned pale, and when he was about to turn hostile, he saw the true god Pangu revealed by Pingxin, holding the projection of Pangu Axe, which was mighty and majestic, and it was definitely not a joke.

My intestines are almost turning green.

Why did you come all the way here to give away your property?

At this time, Minghe had to calm down and look at Lu Yue standing aside, the Lord of Plague in Heaven, who had just accepted his generous gift without any hesitation and now refused to say a word.

Plead for him.

"The situation is stronger than the person, why don't you surrender?" Lu Yue threw the lotus seeds into his sleeve and curled his lips. Ping Xin was a genuine saint after all, so why didn't he even give him this little respect?
No wonder things are getting worse and worse.

"Give."

"I give it to you."

When he saw the true body of Pangu transformed by Pingxin was about to tear the sea of ​​blood apart, he instantly broke out of the sea of ​​blood, with red hair and two swords, Avici and Yuantu, on his back.

Killing does not depend on cause and effect.

Who does that depend on?
In the sea of ​​blood, there is not only the Blood God Son he refined, but also countless Asuras. If they were torn apart by Pingxin and thrown into the underworld, then more than half of him would be killed.

The courtesy is light and affectionate.

"faster."

Pingxin sneered and transformed into a lively girl in a tiger skirt, staring at Minghe with burning eyes. When he was opening up the underworld before, Minghe had also tried to stop him.

It was because she had the Twelve Ancestral Witches behind her that she did not fail in opening up the underworld.

The saying of the old man of the Styx that the sea of ​​blood will never dry up and the Styx will never die seems to have become a joke.

Lu Yue was a witness to this incident.

After seeing with his own eyes the ancestor of the Styx giving up half of the sea of ​​blood, he felt somewhat happy. The Styx with reduced foundation is only slightly better than Kunpeng, after all.

Even Kunpeng's hometown was taken away by Lu Yue.

Guixu no longer exists.

The body of the Kun fish is not absolutely safe at all times and can be killed by powerful beings. The reason why they are called top powerful beings and comparable to saints is that they possess certain qualities of saints.

For example: not afraid of death.

Half of the sea of ​​blood evaporated and flowed back into the underworld.

The eight hundred miles of Yellow Springs instantly turned into a raging ground python, winding for thousands of miles.

The ghosts inside did not have time to struggle, and turned into blood-colored crystals that sank to the bottom of the river, flashing and illuminating the three courts and ten halls as if it were daytime. "The creation of heaven and earth is indeed amazing."

The heart of the old man of the Styx was bleeding, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere. He stared at Lu Yue with a pair of vicious eyes. He did not dare to cause trouble for the Saint Pingxin.

Then we have to change someone else.

"Ancestor Minghe, you are indeed worthy of being a good neighbor of Empress Pingxin. I'm sure Empress Pingxin will like this gift very much. If there is a next time, please let me know in advance.

This is to prevent others from causing unpleasant things after receiving the gifts."

Lu Yue's words were like rubbing salt into the wounds of the Styx Patriarch.

Did he offer it voluntarily?

It was obvious that he was not as strong as others and had no choice but to do so. Who would have thought that the kind-hearted and loving saint was actually a bandit in secret?

Say nothing.

Just start doing it.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, I heard that you are the Plague Emperor Haotian of Heaven. Why did you come to the underworld and make so many plans? You are not trying to unify the underworld with Heaven, are you?

As a supreme saint, how can Empress Pingxin be content to be below Haotian?"

The old man of the Styx suppressed his anger and used a strategy of sowing discord, but it was a little too crude and one could tell he did it on purpose.

Lu Yue smiled bitterly.

It's still superficial.

Don't you know that Ping Xin has already planned to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, and he must succeed. If he fails, he will be in trouble. One is the place where cause and effect ends.

One is the place where cause and effect converge.

Pingxin's ambition is obvious.

It's just that he is superficial and can't see through things. No wonder among the many saints in the prehistoric times, both Nuwa and Hou Tu are the best as goddesses.

There is almost no chance for them to survive.

While the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints were still fighting bloody battles over preaching and fortune, Nuwa and Ping Xin sat on the Diaoyutai, looking like they were watching a show.

Watching several people fighting.

Lu Yue's expression was slightly tense, and he smiled and said, "Don't bother Old Ancestor Minghe to worry about this matter. Empress Pingxin has her own standards in her heart."

Lu Yue, who was smiling on the surface but not on the inside, actually had the intention to kill him. That was because Pingxin was planning to take over the position of a god in heaven and had not yet turned against him. It was just that times had changed or he had done something wrong.

Karma is added to one’s body.

The provocation just now was enough to make me act calmly against him.

Pingxin clapped his hands, very satisfied with the result. With his deep eyes, he stared at the sea of ​​blood which had dropped a lot, and smiled and shook his head.

"Next time, try to intimidate me a little more."

The old man of the Styx felt a chill on his back, and always felt that a disaster was about to happen, so he didn't want to say much and argue with Lu Yue. Instead, he flashed and escaped into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

In a small thousand worlds.

Finally, Pingxin walked into the six reincarnations and continued to suppress the reincarnation. When Lu Yue was the only one left, Lu Yue looked at Dizang who was stunned. Don't look at him among the disciples of the three religions.

He looks like a decent human being.

Looking at the prehistoric world, he is still a small Karami who is not up to par, but Lu Yue is different. He has the qualifications to challenge them.

His mentality was inevitably damaged. He lowered his head and remained silent, looking at the evil ghost that was fished out from the eighteen levels of hell. His resentment was hard to dispel, and he instantly became energetic.

He is not weak either.

As long as he works hard to convert the evil spirits rescued from the eighteen levels of hell, he can accumulate merits, and slowly, he will step by step move towards the supreme level.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, I have seen this."

"I will accompany you soon."

He turned around and stood at the exit of the eighteenth floor, chanting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

Convert those evil spirits.

"You can be considered the first generation of the King of Rolls."

The Ksitigarbha Scroll is not about immortals, but about the arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas who chant sutras.
(End of this chapter)