People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 280 Suspicion, the Four Saints of Kowloon Island

Shen Gongbao looked up at the sky. Yellow sand was flying, covering the sky. Ghosts were roaring, and it was like purgatory on earth. Then he looked down at Wen Zhong who was begging for mercy, and he didn't know what to say to him.

"Wen Zhong, do you know who the owner of Roaring Sky Dog is?"

Wen Zhong's expression froze slightly, and he asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with Zhang Guifang?"

"Like you, a person born with three eyes."

"Yang Jian, the disciple of the Plague God Lü Yue."

"Exactly."

Shen Gongbao sighed. If the person was worth rescuing, Shen Gongbao would naturally do his best to help. But if the person had committed heinous crimes, he would really be unwilling to help.

"Plague God Lü Yue, you have deceived my master. This is a great sin. Fellow Daoist Shen Gongbao, you know that Jiejiao is the state religion of the Shang Dynasty and is inseparable from the country. The reason why I wholeheartedly support the Shang Dynasty is because I have obtained the permission of my master, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother."

Wen Zhong's eyes were a little evasive. When he was in Chaoge, the Golden Spirit Mother had already come to the mortal world in person and told Wen Zhong to leave the Shang Dynasty as soon as possible and not to be implicated by Emperor Xin, but he chose to go against the will of heaven.

Now they are even spreading false teachings.

His crime deserves to be punished!

Shen Gongbao's eyes slanted, and he looked at Wen Zhong as if he was looking at a Husky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he sneered: "Lü Yue, you are the one who can call me.

He is a great power in the world. Even I am just a small ant in front of him. If I falsely convey the will of the law, I will cause disasters such as killing. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Wen Zhong's expression froze, and he said guiltily, "You know everything."

"The reason why I joined the Shang Dynasty was, on the one hand, to let Jiang Ziya know that in terms of ability, I am not inferior to him. The reason why he was able to preside over the Conferred God Ceremony was just because Yuanshi Tianzun was partial to him."

"Another reason is that I was invited by Lu Yue."

Wen Zhong was somewhat stunned, and a sense of dejection rose in his heart. It turned out that everything he did was calculated by others. How sad.

It instantly turned silver-white.

"If that's the case, you should leave."

Wen Zhong was almost speechless as he faced Shen Gongbao, his face covered with white hair, looking so dejected.

"That's all."

Shen Gongbao sighed, looking at the Yin Shang soldiers outside the house who were in low spirits, and said, "The Conferred God Tribulation is originally aimed at overthrowing the Yin Shang, and the heroes are fighting for supremacy in the Central Plains. Since you asked, I can naturally invite some Taoist friends to help. I wonder if Taoist friend Wen Zhong has any choice."

Shen Gongbao simply burned the roster that Lu Yue gave him. Although the disciples of Jiejiao on the roster had heavy karma, their Taoism skills were low and they were no match for Xiqi at all.

If he invited them one by one just to serve as stepping stones for Xiqi, or he was unwilling to do so, he would directly transfer the cause and effect to Wen Zhong. The immortals he invited were the ones Wen Zhong asked for.

He could also report to Lu Yue.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Wen Zhong's eyes flashed with cold light as he stared at Shen Gongbao. He had been very enthusiastic before. After joining the Shang Dynasty, he invited many Jiejiao immortals to guard the border at once.

Now he just spreads his hands and lets him make the decision. There may be other hidden stories behind this.

"Shen Gongbao, what does this mean?"

"Of course, all the causes and consequences will be blamed on you. Why don't you want to?" The dust in Shen Gongbao's hand shook slightly, and a black panther fell directly from the clouds with a deafening roar.

The soldiers in the yard were blown to pieces in one breath.

"Can!"

"Then go to Jiulong Island and invite the Four Saints."

Shen Gongbao was seen riding on a black panther and flying away on a cloud. Inside Sishui Pass, Wen Zhong and Zhang Guifang looked at each other.

"Master Wen, who is Shen Gongbao and why is he so arrogant to you?" After the scar on Zhang Guifang's thigh healed, she walked to the door and asked respectfully.

"Don't let a traitor of the orthodox sect mislead you. If you want to join my evil sect, it depends on whether I agree or not." Wen Zhong sneered. This was originally a relationship of mutual benefit.

Now, wanting to use Lu Yue's name to suppress him is really a dream? "I hope so!"

When Zhang Guifang was young, he acquired a special skill. After mastering it, he joined the Shang Dynasty and became a general at Sishui Pass just to make a living.

now.

The Xiqi army was advancing like a hot knife through butter. He was indeed a little frightened and had the idea of ​​retreating. If Wen Zhong had not come to his rescue with an army of 100,000, he would have left with his soldiers.

Kowloon Island.

Shen Gongbao stood in the clouds, and before he landed on the ground, he saw the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, led by Wang Mo, followed by Yang Sen, Gao Youqian, and Li Xingba, each riding a strange beast and walking through the void.

"It turns out to be Shen Gongbao. Is he here to have a drink with the four of us brothers?" Wang Mo said with a smile.

Shen Gongbao responded awkwardly: "Daoyou, I went out for something."

"It's the thousandth birthday of Fairy Hanzhi. My four senior brothers would like to go over and ask for a cup of fairy wine. Why don't you come along?" Wang Mo invited with a smile.

"I see."

"It's the birthday of Immortal Han Zhi, I should have invited you to have a glass of wine, but now is not the time to drink. Fellow Daoist Wang Mo, you may not know that Wen Zhong, a disciple of the Holy Mother Jin Ling, is in trouble at Sishui Pass, and I came here to save him."

"Wen Zhong?"

Wang Mo hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at his three fellow apprentices.

"Since Wen Zhong is Senior Sister Jin Ling's disciple, we naturally cannot stand idly by. Let's go to Sishui Pass and kill the man from Xiqi. It won't be too late before we go to celebrate the birthday of Fairy Hanzhi." Gao Yougan smiled and stroked his beard with an indifferent expression.

Shen Gongbao's face lit up with joy.

The disciples of Jiejiao were indeed deceiving. They were all rude and didn't even know to ask about the origins. They just helped without any basis. However, he was happy that it could be considered an explanation for the matter of Wen Zhong.

The cause and effect of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island coming out of seclusion can also be blamed on Wen Zhong.

Kill two birds with one stone!
It can be estimated that the cultivation level of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island is half a level higher than his. They are all Golden Immortals, with unparalleled spiritual treasures in their hands. They can open up the sky, create the earth, and mix the primordial origin, and they all have unfathomable powers.

Three days passed quietly. As soon as the Four Saints of Jiulong Island landed, they were invited by Wen Zhong to enter Sishui Pass. There were fine wines and delicious food, and exotic beauties. The Four Saints of Jiulong Island were pure and simple in mind.

Cultivate the way of heaven.

I have never seen such a scene before. Unconsciously, I was quietly deceived by Wen Zhong's sugar-coated bullets.

The time is ripe.

With Wen Zhong as the leader and Zhang Guifang as the assistant, they set out from Sishui Pass to fight a decisive battle with Xiqi.

Because the strange beasts under the Four Saints are prehistoric species, ordinary horses dare not take a step forward and are suppressed by the pressure of the strange beasts, causing many horses to be frightened and have no choice but to move forward.

Wang Mo and his three companions took a bowl of the blood of a strange beast and sprinkled it into the sky. It turned into countless drops of blood and fell into the horses' brows. If they could find an opportunity, their spiritual wisdom would be awakened.

Then you can start to cultivate as a demon.

Xiqi camp.

Inside the tent, Jiang Ziya and others were worried.

"Yang Jian, do you have any good ideas?"

When in doubt, ask Yang Jian first.

Jiang Ziya understood that among the three generations of disciples of the Chan sect, none of them were capable of great use. They were all good-for-nothings and could not even defeat Zhang Guifang. How could they be trusted with anything?

"No."

Yang Jian frowned slightly and stared at the Four Saints of Jiulong Island who walked out in front.

They had met once before.

(End of this chapter)