People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 243: Great Talent, the Second Saint Cuts Leeks
"Making trouble!"

The Taoist Master Jie Yin looked at the Nine-Rank Golden Lotus. Although it had the effect of suppressing luck, a lot of luck would still be lost. From then on, the Western Church became a funnel, and one day it would eventually burst.

Ten thousand Buddhas are in Nirvana!

Even if they cannot quickly break free from the shackles of Western religions and repay their merits to Heaven, they will still be dragged down by Western religions, just like the Jie Religion today, which is surrounded by enemies on all sides.

Calculated by the saint.

"That Taoist Mosquito was born in a sea of ​​blood. Is it possible that the Patriarch of the Styx is behind the scenes fanning the flames?" Taoist Zhunti spoke again. For the time being, the Chan sect could not be touched, but the Western sect would suffer losses.

Someone still needs to take the blame.

The ancestor of the Styx was the sacrifice he chose.

"No."

The Taoist Jie Yin pointed his finger at the center of the Taoist Zhunti's brow, and a cool breeze pulled the Taoist Zhunti back from the brink of becoming a demon. "Among the Eight Immortals, there is the Asura Division. It is the Asura sent by the Patriarch Minghe."

"If we take action, I'm afraid that many powerful people will be on guard. How will we disciples deal with it? Will those powerful people wipe out the roots and kill us disciples?"

The Taoist Master Zhunti was helpless.

A bitter smile.

"Brother, what should we do then?"

"The Taoist Mosquito has disappeared."

Who could have thought that Mosquito Taoist would break out of his cocoon and transform into a butterfly, directly becoming one of the twelve disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun?
now.

Zhunti and Jie Yin could only grit their teeth and swallow their anger, then sent their disciples to offer sacrifices to the monster beasts in the Lion Camel Ridge 800 miles away.

The 800-li Lion Camel Ridge was originally a monster that they used for captivity. It ate people, destroyed countries, and swallowed up 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in one gulp. It was hunted by the Heavenly Court.

Karma ridden.

It is their best sacrifice.

The only regret is that they had been frugal before, thinking that they could continue to harvest leeks in Lion Camel Ridge, but now they can only forcibly pull out the leek roots to make up for today's losses.

The calamity of conferring the gods.

If he does not accumulate blessings for his disciples, he will be included in the list of gods in the future.

Now it's not just a matter of the Chan and Jie sects, but also disciples of the Western sect are involved. The three thousand arhats are a bloody lesson. Cundi and Jie Yin don't want to be the disciples they have cultivated with so much effort.

Feed the dog.

A cheap heaven for nothing.

They also need to guard against the two sects of Chan and Jie from colluding with each other and sending their disciples to the List of Gods. If it is a prominent divine position, they will naturally be willing to do so and would like to have more.

However, most of the clergy on the List of Gods are actually ordinary clergy, forming a pyramid structure, and there are only a small number of truly honorable positions.

Such as: Four Imperial Guards, Five Officials, Eight Departments
Tremendous power!

Deeply loved by Heaven.

The remaining mortal stars are as numerous as the hairs on a cow. Apart from the 365 gods, the remaining hundreds of thousands of stars, land, mountain gods, and river gods are nothing more than cattle and horses in heaven.

A whole year of hard work.

I guess it's just a little merit.

"Brother, look at the magnificent sword world of Jin'ao Island. Taoist Tongtian has created his own sword outside of the three thousand great ways. How can we catch up with him?" Taoist Zhunti felt a little jealous.

I think Master Tongtian is just lucky. Thirty percent of the fortune in the ancient world is in his hands alone. If it were someone else, he would probably be able to do it too.

actually?

There is still some truth in it.

The six-foot-tall golden body that Taoist Zhunti studied was meant to possess the power of both heavens. Unfortunately, he did not succeed, and the six-foot-tall golden body still had many flaws.

For ordinary Qigong practitioners, it is naturally sufficient.

But for the Taoist Zhunti, it is just a quasi-saint fighting force, which is not worth the loss.

"Senior Brother Tongtian, you are truly a talent." Taoist Jie Yin believed that he was no less capable than anyone else. He created the Great Dream Heart Sutra, which was also a dreamlike path that led directly to the Great Dao, making the fake look real. He would wait until his cultivation reached the level of Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.

Then you can turn the virtual into the real.

At that time, he will be in charge of the ancient heaven like Hongjun Daozu.

“Brother, why bother boosting others’ ambitions and destroying your own prestige? We are no worse than them.” The Taoist Master Zhunti was able to go from being a beggar, wearing rags, to becoming a saint in one step.

It all depends on 'confidence'.

In fact, face is worthless. If it were weighed, he would sell himself.

"nature."

“Junior brother, since Daozu Hongjun favors the Three Pure Ones, then we two naturally don’t need to be polite to him. Setting up our own school and creating eight hundred side schools is just the first step.

Next, we will sever the Heavenly Dao and bring the West completely into the hands of my two brothers. By then, neither the Three Pure Ones nor Nuwa will be our opponents. "

in fact.

The person that the Taoist Jie Yin wanted to talk about most was Hongjun.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

They were deeply afraid of attracting the attention of Hongjun Daozu again. By then, it might not be a matter of the destruction of the Western Religion, but a direct punishment from heaven to suppress these two ungrateful wolves.

Replace two quasi-saints who are close to Xuanmen to be saints.

In fact, becoming a saint is very simple: just refine the primordial purple energy.

But they didn't.

The ancestor of the Styx was the unlucky guy. He did everything he should and shouldn't do. He learned from Nuwa how to create humans and the Asura clan, just like she did.

He also learned from the Three Pure Ones and created the Ashura religion.

Later, he formed a karmic relationship with Pingxin and took charge of Asura, one of the six realms of reincarnation.

Logically speaking.

He can almost be said to be a model worker.

But so what?
Isn't it just a free benefit to the two brothers? They didn't do anything, but they knew how to borrow money, so they directly made forty-eight great wishes.

No one can beat it.

He directly became a Huabei saint.

Did they say anything?
Huabei Saint, is he not a saint? Although he is at the bottom among the saints, he is much stronger than those unknown quasi-saints. He can kill one kid with one palm.

Jiejie~
A sense of déjà vu of a villain, an ungrateful person.

No wonder we never saw any trace of them after the Conferred Gods and before the Journey to the West. It turned out that they had exchanged their merits for Heavenly Dao in advance, and the two of them went straight into the chaos.

Never step into the wilderness again.

"Brother, I'll listen to you."

The only thing that Zhunti Taoist knew about himself was that he was very good at the art of language. With his eloquent tongue, he was able to get along with everyone and gained many benefits.

"Let's go."

"It's a done deal. Let's go to the 800-li Lion Camel Ridge and choose a monster to slay demons and defend the way for our disciples."

"Subdue the dragon and tame the tiger, two of you step out."

The Taoist Zhunti pointed at the two rather dull arhats sitting at the back, and at the dragon monster and tiger monster that were stirring up trouble and devouring the entire city.

"Go and subdue them both. I will personally bless you two with the miraculous Dharma."

"Thank you, Master."

The two men who subdued dragons and subdued tigers stopped the dragon monster and the tiger monster with great enthusiasm. They punched each of them and killed the monsters whose cultivation was much higher than theirs, and bathed in blood.

The Bodhisattva Cundi wrote talismans on their backs, directly raising their cultivation to the level of Daluo Jinxian.

(End of this chapter)