People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 15: The petty-minded Lu Yue, here he comes
Lu Yue didn't know about Haotian's worries, and even if he did, he would just smile it off. Haotian could be tolerant, but Lu Yue didn't care about him since the Human Emperor had offended him.

Just follow the line of cause and effect and replace the Human Emperor.

As for the boundless karma, it will naturally not fall on him.

Ever since the Human Emperor cut off Lu Yue's luck in the Shang Dynasty, he found that what Wen Zhong said about the disciples of the saints should not be offended easily, otherwise the country would be overthrown, which made him lose his appetite for several days.

But until a month later, there was no sign of Lu Yue's revenge.

He was even more dissatisfied with the old man Wen Zhong. If his father had not strongly recommended Wen Zhong to be the prime minister of the Shang Dynasty, he would have kicked Wen Zhong out long ago.

Can't do anything?
She was like a housekeeper. She thought that the Shang Dynasty belonged to the descendants of Xuanyuan, not Wen Zhong. So she found a reason and abolished Wen Zhong's position as the Grand Tutor.

Let him guard the tomb of the human emperor.

In fact, it is a cenotaph. Although the term of each Human Emperor is short, as long as there are no major mistakes, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will send down auspicious light and lead him to live in the Fire Cloud Cave Heaven.

Lü Yue, who was far away in the Jiuli tribe, calculated with his fingers and found that soon, the land dragons in Chaoge City would turn the tables, causing countless casualties, and the Kongtong Seal, which symbolized the throne of the human emperor, would also be lost.

There was something refreshing about laughing.

He thought of taking advantage of the situation. The position of the Human Emperor has never been the position of one family. Since the descendants of Xuanyuan are not capable, he doesn't mind taking advantage of the situation and replacing him with another Human Emperor.

Then, his figure flashed.

After disappearing in the Jiuli tribe, on the way to Chaoge, Lu Yue followed the position of the dragon veins and earth energy, measuring step by step, and found the cenotaph set up by Xuanyuan in the past.

His mind moved.

He discovered that there were several foxes practicing in the cenotaph, so he threw a plague pill at them and set up a plague poison array with the Xuanyuan Tomb as the center. Suddenly, he felt a splitting headache.

Looking at the sky above Chaoge, the black bird transformed from the fortune of the Shang Dynasty let out a cry, and a huge amount of spiritual consciousness turned into steel needles, impacting Lu Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Have you discovered the evil thoughts emanating from me?"

Lu Yue sneered.

Then a Vajra Umbrella appeared in his hand. It was the magic weapon Plague Umbrella that he had refined. He collected plague and refined it with star stones, and incorporated twenty-four acquired prohibitions.

Just throw it away.

Covered the eyes of the lucky black bird.

Wen Ding was in the main hall enjoying the feasting and feasting and admiring the dancing of fairies when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. A foul smell came from his body and he suddenly felt dizzy and fell off the dragon throne.

When everyone saw this, they were so scared that they ran away in all directions.

Everyone was at a loss as to what to do. They had no idea why the king suddenly fell into a coma and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The quick-witted general immediately thought of Grand Tutor Wen Zhong.

He ordered someone to bring Wen Zhong back to treat the king.

At this moment, Lu Yue strolled into Chaoge, looking at the strong men who were captured by Wen Ding to repair the city walls, with nine out of ten houses empty, and smiled with a bit of sadness.

When the human race was weak, the ancestors of the human race fought hard to survive, or became disciples of saints, seeking immortals and asking for advice, or took up swords and expanded outward step by step, driving the two races of wizards and liches into the Ten Thousand Mountains, which was full of smoke and miasma and was not a place for mortals to set foot in.

The sages with great achievements were elected as leaders. Over time, they gained the favor of humanity and thus the term "Human Emperor" came into being.

What was the original intention of the Human Emperor?
Wen Ding had long been lost.

The Human Emperor led the human tribes to fight to prevent the younger generations from no longer being food for the Lich and Warlock races, so that the younger generations could stand up straight and fight for glory with thousands of living creatures. But what about now?
How they did it.

They indulge in wine, women and luxury, and there is nothing like what our ancestors did at all.

He was disrespectful to the gods and the sages, and the emperors of the Fire Cloud Cave had not sent him a dream to let him reflect on this. "Master Wen, what's wrong with me?"

A breath of divine energy brought Wen Ding back from the brink of death.

Wen Ding collapsed on the dragon couch, holding Wen Zhong's arm tightly with both hands, refusing to let go. He was a little afraid, but the cruelty he had shown over the years made him unwilling to bow his head easily.

Admit your mistakes.

"My narrow-minded uncle is here." Wen Zhong looked at the beams of the hall worriedly and said bitterly.

"Lü Yue."

Wen Ding's eyes bulged out, and he looked at Wen Zhong in disbelief.

"I am the emperor of mankind, and I am protected by the destiny of the human race. How dare he frame me like this? Even if a saint sees me, he will be kind and gentle, and try to persuade me with kind words."

Wen Zhong looked at the stubborn Wen Ding and said disdainfully: "The saint is in charge of the way of heaven, so he is unwilling to argue with you. Do you really think you are so noble that you can't be reached? I advise you to apologize to him. I will mediate and maybe I can save your life."

"Humph!"

“Master Wen, you want me to bow my head. The dignity of the emperor cannot be insulted. I would rather drag him to be buried with me than bow my head. Besides, there are many immortals enshrined in Chaoge City, and they are not there to eat for free.

They have been supported by the Shang Dynasty for a thousand years, and it is time for them to contribute.”

Wen Ding didn't take it seriously. He sat up from the dragon couch and walked towards the main hall. His tiger eyes were piercing and he looked ready to fight to the death.

Wen Zhong sighed, summoned Mo Qilin, and headed towards Jin'ao Island to find his master, the Golden Spirit Mother, to ask her what to do to solve the problem. He thought he was no match for Lu Yue.

"My dear ministers, you are my most important ministers. I heard what the Grand Master said: Lü Yue has done a great job and asked me to apologize. I told him that the dignity of the emperor should not be insulted. Today I will see if Lü Yue the Plague God is as powerful as the rumors say."

As soon as Wen Ding finished speaking, he caused a cheer from a group of mortals who were flattering him. They thought that Wen Zhong was just exaggerating on purpose. It was not like they had never seen a Golden Immortal come to Chaoge, so they had to bow down and ask to see him.

How could a mere Golden Immortal have the virtue and ability to take the head of the Human Emperor?

"Your Majesty, Wen Zhong is a disciple of Jiejiao, and Lü Yue is his uncle. He is loyal to Jiejiao and is not worthy of being the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty. We ask Your Majesty to dismiss him directly."

"I second the proposal."

"Those high-ranking immortals and gods will be attacked by the black bird if they cannot gain the king's approval in Chaoge. The king does not need to be afraid of them at all."

Many ministers had their own ulterior motives and felt that the Human Emperor was no different from a saint, and with the help of the ancestor of Fire Cloud Cave Heaven, no matter how powerful Lu Yue was, he could never be a match for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Naturally feel at ease.

Of course, there were also some worried and righteous ministers who shook their heads at the ridiculous Wen Ding, but dared not speak out.

"Someone, bring me my Kongtong Seal."

Holding the Kongtong Seal in his hand, Wen Ding wrote the four characters "The Emperor's Decree" on a piece of brocade.

When Lu Yue walked to the entrance of the main hall, he felt a pain in his shoulder, as if thousands of mountains were pressing on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to walk.

"Lü Yue, I am waiting for you here. Do you dare to come over?"

A pair of tiger eyes followed the gate and saw Lu Yue standing outside the hall, smiling a little wildly.

Lu Yue raised his head and looked at Wen Ding, who was sitting on the dragon throne. He had a sharp face and sinister eyes, veins on his hands were bulging, and the Kongtong Seal was emitting golden light.

"When the sky is filled with murderous intent, the stars will move and change their positions. When the earth is filled with murderous intent, dragons and snakes will rise from the land. When people are filled with murderous intent, heaven and earth will turn upside down."

(End of this chapter)