People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 256: Taiyi Longevity, Lingji Continues

Medicine Buddha looked at Maitreya who suddenly descended from the sky and said with a smile: "Brother, you are practicing in the Little Leiyin Temple, why did you suddenly come here?"

Maitreya Buddha nodded with a smile and said, "Daoist friend Zhao Gongming has used the common people as a chessboard and has included us in his calculations. If I don't show up and miss the opportunity, it will be a pity."

"Fellow Daoist Maitreya, do you have any proof? The West is barren. I wonder what you have brought for me?" Zhao Gongming opened his eyes and looked at Maitreya, just like when the three religions were competing.

Maitreya defeated many disciples of the three religions, and even Zhao Gongming was almost caught.

"I have a kind heart, which can help me overcome countless calamities in the future." Maitreya clasped his hands together, smiled and stood on one end of the scale. The golden toad spit out, and the scale tilted three points, but it still did not go as Maitreya wished.

"I am the future Buddha of the Western Religion. I should be in charge of the three thousand Buddha realms and the fortune of one religion." The scale rose by four points, but still failed to move the golden toad.

"No one can predict the future." Zhao Gongming sighed and continued, "After 129,000 epochs, the universe will be destroyed and Maitreya will attain enlightenment."

"It cannot be said, it cannot be described!"

"I'm afraid this transaction did not go as you wish."

It is impossible for Zhao Gongming to gamble on Maitreya's future with his current path. Who knows if there will be any unexpected changes in the future? Moreover, it will slow down Zhao Gongming's practice. He wants to engrave the innate path of the God of Wealth in the prehistoric heavenly way.

What we want is the present, not the future.

"I have a bag of human beings and a golden cymbal..." The smile on Maitreya's smiling face became weaker and weaker. Although the scale was tilting towards him, it still could not achieve the balance as he wished.

Lu Yue fixed his gaze on Lingji Bodhisattva, who was missing a head and holding an erhu in his hand. A sense of vicissitudes of life surrounded him, and his head seemed to have been cut off by him.

this.
Could it be that the Eight Treasures Merit Pool was unable to reshape his true body?

"Fellow Daoist. Do you despise me?" Maitreya was somewhat moved. With his entire fortune and even his own future at stake, was he still unable to pry open the longevity lock?

joke?

"Don't dare."

"The longevity lock is the property of Master Tongtian, and contains the rhyme of the saint's Tao. I wonder if fellow Taoist Maitreya has the confidence to attain the saint's Tao."

In a word.

Directly let everyone break down their defenses, the position of saint is so easy to obtain. If they have this ability, why bother coming here to wait for an opportunity.

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes flickered as he looked at Zhao Gongming in the void. The Avenue of Money gathered in one place, leaving its mark between the vast heaven and earth. Even his position as Taiyi Savior of the Suffering was still difficult to match.

I finally understood why I couldn't tip the scales.

Then he said, "I have a deity called Taiyi Savior of Suffering and Disasters. Can you use it as a bargaining chip?"

Lu Yue smiled and nodded.

As soon as the thought moved, the balance tilted by three points. Maitreya, the future Buddha, who controls the three thousand Buddha realms, can only tip over four points. Giving three points of face to Taiyi Zhenren is already the limit.

"I have a treasure: the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, which is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It is only one step away from being the ultimate spiritual treasure, the Longevity Lock." Taiyi Zhenren continued to add to the bet.

Lu Yue smiled and nodded, watching Zhao Gongming's performance.

The balance tilted six points, almost level with the magic weapon thrown by Taiyi Zhenren, but it still could not achieve what he wished for.

Taiyi Zhenren smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt that the honest and loyal Zhao Gongming was also a profiteer. Otherwise, why would he be able to exchange with him just a little bit short of it?

"The luck of Qianyuan Mountain can be used for cultivation by fellow Taoists."

"not enough."

"Hot wheels, spears, and bellybands."

Taiyi Zhenren took out all the magic weapons bestowed on Nezha, and just short of taking off his Taoist robe, Lu Yue nodded to Zhao Gongming and gave the longevity lock to Taiyi Zhenren.

They are mainly poor and are not worth exploiting.

A heavenly and earthly position and a top-grade spiritual treasure were already worth as much as a top-grade spiritual treasure. It was just that Zhao Gongming deliberately raised the price too high in order to vent his anger on behalf of Lu Yue.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten. Lü Yue took the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover in his hand and examined it for a moment, then put it directly into his sleeve, which made Taiyi Zhenren stunned, while Zhao Gongming continued to absorb the faith of all living beings.

The path to the God of Wealth was engraved in the heaven and earth. For a moment, I felt a little angry and felt that I was being targeted intentionally.

Just about to get angry.

Huang Long Zhenren was a little silly, and couldn't understand Taiyi Zhenren's expression. He played with the longevity lock and asked puzzledly: "Brother Taiyi, don't you feel a little wronged?"

"Although the Longevity Lock is a top-grade spiritual treasure, you don't need to exchange everything you have for it."

Taiyi Zhenren glared at Huang Long with a distorted face.

He turned to look at Lu Yue with some dissatisfaction, and put his magic treasure into his pocket. He suddenly felt that he was too arrogant and was afraid that the magic treasure would be replaced by Maitreya. Little did he know that Zhao Gongming had no intention of exchanging the longevity lock with Maitreya.

The West is barren?

What good things can you come up with?

This is not the unanimous impression of all living beings in the ancient world about Western religions.

Little did he know that when Taiyi Zhenren was looking at Lu Yue with dissatisfaction and resentment, Lu Yue also restrained the murderous intent in his heart. He had already escaped by luck, but he still dared to provoke him.

Don't know what?
Longevity lock!
It really lives up to its reputation.

After the future Conferred God Tribulation began, Taiyi Zhenren fell into death several times and escaped by relying on the Longevity Lock.

"I want to exchange for a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill."

Lingji Bodhisattva stood at one end of the scale, playing the erhu in his hand. A sad minor tune began to play, which directly raised Zhao Gongming's momentum by another 10%.

Use yourself as bait.

Use music to help Zhao Gongming speed up the engraving of the God of Wealth.

"Lingji Bodhisattva returns to his true self, and the future is promising."

Lu Yue sighed. Everyone has his own destiny. Who would have thought that the headless Lingji Bodhisattva would be proficient in music? Even other people were surprised.

The vast world.

There is only desolation and silence.

The sound of heaven fills my ears.

Lu Yue's Dharma eyes flickered as he watched Lingji Bodhisattva transform into paint that colored the heaven and earth, and gradually merge into Zhao Gongming's God of Wealth. A shadow flickered in the void.

Black Tiger Altar.

The God of Wealth appears.

A huge tree appeared behind him, it was the money tree. Zhao Gongming held a gold ingot in his hand, and a three-legged golden toad sat on his shoulder. The falling gold ingots turned into a hat of the god of wealth.

Shaky.

Quite festive.

Then Lu Yue set his eyes on one end of the scale, and the golden toad spit out a nine-transformation golden elixir. As Lingji Bodhisattva consumed his own magic power, it was not enough for Zhao Gongming to completely gather the God of Wealth into the void.

Lu Yue's mind moved, and he landed in the middle of the scale. Using himself as a fulcrum, he took the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill into the palm of his hand. After crushing it, it turned into a vigorous medicinal power and fell on the body of Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Lingji Bodhisattva played the erhu and took out a Buddha head from the basket behind him. It was his head. Although it had been petrified, he still held it firmly around his neck.

"Jiuxuan Mountain, the Buddha's head is continued, and my Lingji sees the light of day again."

(End of this chapter)