People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 217: Gift from elders, dare not refuse
"Fellow Daoist, since you are here, why don't you go deeper?"

Above the nine heavens, there are endless willows hanging down. A gray willow bursts out with supreme green. A clear and old voice floats beside Lu Yue's ears.

Hollow willow.

It seems to be the voice of Taoist Yangmei, a figure who exists in legends. People only know his name but never see him. It is rumored that he has rarely entered the prehistoric world since he left the chaos.

turn out to be?

In fact, he never left, but used his magic power to find the Penglai Island and hid there. But if it was just a Penglai Island, how could he confront Hongjun Daozu?
There also seems to be insufficient number.

The above are all Lu Yue’s guesses and there is no need to worry. Since it was Patriarch Yangmei who invited him, he naturally agreed with pleasure. His cultivation has reached the upper limit of the prehistoric world.

Going a step further, to merge oneself into the Heavenly Dao is an impossible thing. There are nine Heavenly Dao saints. Excluding the one who escaped, there are actually only eight people left, one of whom is the Heavenly Dao saint.

Lu Yue suspected that he might be being looked for by the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, otherwise there wouldn't be such rumors as: The devil grows, the Tao declines, the Tao rises one foot, the devil rises ten feet.

Deep in the Penglai Island, there is a sacred mountain. A rainbow bridge is built on it, extending to the feet of Lu Yue. Under his Dharma eyes, the sacred mountain that everyone envies seems to have a faint bloody aura in his eyes.

Entwined around every piece of land and on the top of the mountain.

A pure white lotus swayed, absorbing the smell of blood under its feet. Over time, blood-colored lines appeared on the lotus leaves of the pure white lotus.

God is as powerful as hell!

A drooping willow branch disappeared into the void from time to time. An old Taoist was sitting under the willow tree, waving at Lu Yue.

Looking at Shen Gongbao's departing back, Lu Yue finally did not chase him. He took a step forward, and the rainbow bridge disappeared, and Lu Yue appeared above the sacred mountain.

The sacred mountain bathed in the blood of gods and demons exudes a strange and ominous aura and is filled with murderous spirit. It is like two extremes compared to the peaceful scenes seen on the Penglai Road.

As the saying goes, "A single yin cannot grow, a single yang cannot produce life." Perhaps this is the uniqueness of Penglai Island. Otherwise, there would have been powerful people coveting it.

This sacred mountain is both in Penglai and not in Penglai. It seems to be connected to somewhere in the chaos, so it gives people a sense of difference. Penglai Island is not under the jurisdiction of the Honghuang Tiandao.

The fundamental reason may be because of Patriarch Yang Mei’s superb attainments in the laws of space.

"Lü Yue pays respect to Patriarch Yang Mei."

"I!"

"you know me."

Patriarch Yangmei raised his gray eyebrows slightly, looked up and down at Lu Yue, and said with a smile.

“Who doesn’t know the hollow willow tree?”

Lu Yue sat opposite to Patriarch Yangmei, quietly waiting for what to say. Since Patriarch Yangmei showed up on his own initiative, it certainly wasn't for no reason. To Lu Yue, it was either enormous wealth or a humble worker.

In front of Patriarch Yangmei, he had no room to resist at all.

"I was traveling in the chaos, and when I saw you integrating the Four Symbols Heavenly Dao into your body, I knew you were in trouble, so I came to remind you and establish a good relationship with you."

"Why?"

Lu Yue pretended to be confused.

As expected, outside of the prehistoric world is the home turf of Patriarch Yang Mei. He knows the vast world in the chaos like the back of his hand. As for the Four Symbols, he has no choice but to do so.

Relying on his accumulation.

Wandering slowly in the chaos, fighting with the illusory probability, he still intended to complete the Four Symbols World. If all else failed, he could throw the Panwang Pearl into the Four Symbols World.

Re-shell.

"In ancient times, during the war between witches and liches, the twelve ancestral witches died. Among them, Hou Tu, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Tian Hao, the bodies of the four ancestral witches contain earth, wind, water, and fire. If you take their bodies and fill the Four Symbols World, it will be enough to complete its Heavenly Dao."

Lu Yue was stunned when he heard this.

Deep down, he still had some resistance to Patriarch Yang Mei. After all, he had to bear at least half of the responsibility for the Queen Mother of the West's ending. If he hadn't forced her, she would have been forced to leave with him.

Daozu Hongjun would not take the Hunyuan Dao Fruit from Queen Mother of the West in person, so at least there was still room for maneuver.

"Although I have the will, I am powerless."

"The Queen Mother Hou Tu opened up the underground tunnel and transformed into the Queen Mother Ping Xin. How could I covet her? The bodies of the remaining three witch ancestors have already become the world. Where can I find them?"

"not necessarily."

Patriarch Yang Mei pointed to the sacred mountain under his feet and said, "This is the transformation of the water god Gong Gong. He has a violent spirit and is not tolerated by the heaven, so he turned into the Penglai Fairy Island.

Survive in the world."

Lu Yue's eyes flashed, and he looked at the sacred mountain carefully. Gonggong's head was missing, probably taken away by ancestor Yangmei. The rest were driven away, but the evil spirit was hard to eliminate.

Without Yang Mei's suppression, there would be no so-called immortal paradise. That was the reward he deserved.

However, he did not have the slightest intention to covet Gonggong's body. After all, Empress Pingxin was still in the underworld, and she was always thinking about resurrecting her brother.

If he dared to reach out, he would definitely be met with hostility from Empress Pingxin.

However, if Gonggong's body is sent back, he will surely be able to obtain other benefits from Empress Pingxin. Besides, Patriarch Yangmei also has his own plans.

As the saying goes: There is no free lunch in the world, and pie in the sky will not fall.

If he dared to throw Gonggong's body into his own Four Symbols World, he would probably be harmed by him. Who knows if he would have any second thoughts, like Hongjun Daozu.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest.

Refine him?

Wouldn't he have completely become a puppet?

"I dare not refuse this gift!"

"Then Lu Yue has been treated unfairly. If Patriarch Yang Mei has any requests in the future, I will definitely do it for him within Lu Yue's ability."

Elder Yang Mei laughed and said, "Let's talk about it later?"

He was very satisfied with Lu Yue's understanding. Then he turned into a wisp of willow leaves and dissipated in the air. Only then did Lu Yue relax and looked down at the sacred mountain under his feet.

"What an outlier!"

Then Lu Yue's mind moved, and he turned into a ray of light and entered the sacred mountain.

In the belly of the sacred mountain, countless prohibitions are derived, and the sound of rushing water exudes an icy breath.

Lu Yue thought that his cultivation was not inferior to that of the ancient witch Gong Gong, so he did not care and followed the water flow, starting from the heart, passing the kidneys, lungs, and liver.
In the surging river, new witch creatures actually evolved. Their cultivation was not high, and they were bound by the restrictions set by Ancestor Yangmei, and could not get out of the sacred mountain at all.

At the same time, he also understood why the bad luck on Shen Gongbao would disappear. Gong Gong died, feeling ashamed of the world created by the great god Pangu, so he turned into thousands of bodies.

Absorb the karma of the living beings on Penglai Island.

Return to oneself.

It can be said that: sacrificing oneself for others.

Loyalty is evident!

A ray of fairy light flashed, and Lu Yue disappeared into the void. He stared at the water witches, opened his hands, and absorbed the karma of all living beings, filling his body. The complex lines on his body looked like chains.

Imprison yourself.

"They did nothing wrong, but unfortunately they had to pay for Gonggong, and they can only be tortured by the karma for generations to come."

(End of this chapter)