People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 30: The Plague Banner, the Remnant Soul of King Pan

Tongtian Patriarch shouted loudly, and the gushing magic power gathered in his palm to form a vortex. The Panwang Pearl actually melted in his hand and turned into a emerald green liquid.

That's a huge world.

Lu Yue's eyes almost popped out of his head: "Why are you so brave? Those quasi-saints who are in harmony with the Heavenly Dao of the universe are just a slightly stronger ant in front of the Heavenly Dao Saint of the prehistoric world."

I saw Master Tongtian absorbing infinite chaos fire in the chaos, turning it into exquisite patterns, and engraving it on the chaos stone. At this moment, it seemed like a moment, and also like eternity.

After thousands of trials and tribulations.

The mottled memories of King Pan left behind in the King Pan Pearl, as well as the plan for his resurrection from the dead, were all erased by Master Tongtian. Even the three poisonous insects were washed away by the chaotic fire and turned into a pool of flowing golden liquid.

Green and golden light, mist rising, bursting into astonishing waves.

Lu Yue and the Golden Spirit Holy Mother were greatly enlightened.

Especially Lu Yue had a deep understanding of the saying that all below the level of saints are ants. When it came to refining equipment, the most Lu Yue could do was to manipulate the three-stone flame to smelt the equipment.

In the hands of Master Tongtian, he can absorb the fire of chaos. Even a slight touch is enough to turn a cultivator below the quasi-saint level into a ball of ashes.

As for smelting a world, even if Lu Yue was given tens of thousands of years, he might not be able to refine even a little bit of the scraps. But in the hands of Master Tongtian, it only takes a moment.

The difference is clear at a glance.

"Junior Brother Lu Yue, the Plague-Fixing Banner that our master has refined for you is extraordinary at first glance. Once this treasure is revealed, it will definitely be one of the most valuable spiritual treasures in the world. Even I, your sister, am envious of it."

Lu Yue was excited. Master Tongtian personally refined a treasure for him. Among the disciples of the three religions, he was the only one who could poop like a scorpion. There was no one before him and no one after him.

If it gets out.

Not to mention that he is just an outer disciple, even the direct disciples might be jealous and pester Master Tongtian to treat them equally.

The flagpole was made of chaotic gold and stone, and was engraved with ancient emerald green patterns. The golden liquid in Tongtian's hand was transformed by a poisonous insect, under the influence of his infinite magic power.

Cut off the cocoon!

The golden silk threads were woven bit by bit into a golden long banner, assisted by some Taoist prohibitions to further improve the quality of the banner, turning it into the five insects of heaven and earth, which were not subject to the yin and yang of heaven.

Scales, hairs and feathers!
Five kinds of ferocious insects were at the four corners of the long banner, and one of them fell in the middle of the banner, emitting spiritual light. In the chaos, it stood still, suppressing a piece of time and space.

Master Tongtian nodded with satisfaction.

When he was about to stop, an endless hissing sound suddenly erupted from the flagpole, and a ferocious shadow like a silkworm stared at the three people in front of him ferociously.

roar~
In the chaos, the remnant soul of King Pan roared unwillingly, as if he was yelling again: "Why did Master Tongtian want to destroy his plan? The backup plan he left behind could completely revive him again."

"Pan Wang."

Lu Yue felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and his memory of King Pan suddenly revived.

wrong!

It's seizing one's body.

King Pan used the plague fruit that Lu Yue cultivated to slowly take over Lu Yue's body. He really didn't know how to live or die. Sage Tongtian was right beside Lu Yue. How could he allow King Pan to take over his disciple's body?

Then he would become the object of ridicule by the saints.

"Stop, King Pan. You have already perished in the ancient times. You are just a remnant of your past. Do you still want to seize my body? In the ancient times, you were only a Qigong practitioner at the early stage of Quasi-Saint. How could you be my opponent?"

Master Tongtian shouted loudly.

The shadow of King Pan was like a dandelion that could be blown away by the wind at any time, struggling to survive.

"No!" "Tongtian, I have more than one backup plan. You can't kill me." The silkworm transformed by King Pan spit out silk threads, trying to take the newly refined fixed plague banner made by Master Tongtian for himself.

The Qingping Sword in Tongtian Sect Leader's hand turned into a dazzling sword light, directly cutting off the silk thread spit out by King Pan.

"Ridiculous."

King Pan's foundation is the innate silkworm basil. Although it is comparable to the foundation of the devil gods of heaven and earth, it is still far behind the foundation of the Three Pure Ones, the descendants of Pangu.

Lack of luck.

Not enough merit.

King Pan did not even finish listening to the three lectures in Zixiao Palace, and he could not wait to refine the universe and kill all living beings. He seemed to be trying to prove his truth by killing, but he was not as powerful as the ancestor of the Styx.

Therefore, this road is actually no longer viable.

If he could have stayed in the world and not set foot in the wild world to fight for his fortune, he might not have been targeted by the devil.

The backup plan that was left behind by chance was found by Master Tongtian.

It can be seen that he has actually no hope of resurrection, and all his cultivation and Taoism will become the nourishment for Lu Yue on his path of cultivation.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked at the struggling residual soul of King Pan and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Lu Yue's luck is so good that I have the urge to join the Heavenly Court. Carrying the luck of the Heavenly Court and the Jiejiao is a pleasant surprise. It is not an exaggeration to say that pie in the sky has fallen. The Panwang beads that Master took out from the treasure house contain the inherited residual soul of King Pan. The spirit of the plague banner formed by the residual soul of King Pan is equivalent to having an extra ticket to the quasi-saint realm. At the same time, it also adds a thug of the quasi-saint realm. With this spirit, even Senior Sister will not be your opponent."

now.

Lü Yue was also full of anticipation, watching as Tong Tian Jiaozhu restrained Pan Wang's residual soul, wiped out his intelligence, threw it into the long banner, and transformed it into a weapon spirit. Next, it was Lü Yue who recognized the master with a drop of blood.

Patriarch Tongtian casually threw the refined fixed-shape plague banner to Lu Yue. Lu Yue forced out a drop of blood and smeared it on the banner pole. In an instant, the shadows of five insects appeared in the void, looking ferocious.

It feels a bit like a villain.

In Lu Yue's mind perception, the remaining soul of King Pan turned into a book without intelligence and fell into the world within the banner. The emerald green sky and earth merged into one color.

With a thought, he began to read the life story of King Pan, even his method of cultivation, which came into his eyes word for word.

"really not bad."

The flagpole of the fixed plague flag is engraved with auspicious cloud images and Shangqing thunder magic flows within the patterns, turning an acquired treasure with evil intentions into an 'ordinary' immortal treasure.

It won’t be directly regarded as a magic weapon.

Lu Yue thought sinisterly that perhaps this was the reason why Master Tongtian injected the Shangqing Thunder Method.

Tongtian Sect Master looked at Lu Yue with a smile, as if he could see through his thoughts at a glance. He landed beside Lu Yue and patted his shoulder casually, with a force as strong as that of a thousand kilograms, almost crushing his shoulder.

“I haven’t refined magic weapons for a long time, so I’m a little rusty. Unlike your uncle Yuanshi, who likes to refine weapons on weekdays, I’m a little bit dissatisfied. You can just make do with it.

It is because you have such an honor. Look at your fellow apprentices. I have personally refined magic weapons for many of them. Don't be ungrateful for what you have. "

Lu Yue hasn't said anything more?
The thin-skinned Tongtian Patriarch directly blocked Lu Yue's subsequent words. In fact, he did not mean to dislike Tongtian Patriarch, so why was he misunderstood by Tongtian Patriarch?

Is there something wrong with my eyesight?
Not to the point.

Lu Yue was a little depressed, but still said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for refining this acquired treasure and giving it to me, saving me hundreds of millions of years of hard training." Lu Yue was actually very happy in his heart.

Without providing any materials, a saint had refined a spiritual treasure for him that contained the plague fruit. What else could he say, especially since the quality of the fixed-shaped plague banner had already exceeded his expectations.

If you are not content.

That is greed.

(End of this chapter)