People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 48 Bad Promises, Schemes

You Xu lowered his head, and a thick black gas flowed out of one of his fox ears. The gas dripped onto the sea of ​​blood and evaporated in an instant.

A pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be lost in memories, murmuring to himself: "In ancient times, I was invited by Donghuang Taiyi to become one of the great saints of the demon race. I worked hard just to witness with my own eyes the suppression of my demon race for eternity, just to see with my own eyes my demon emperor break through the control of heaven and earth with the luck of heaven and earth, and become a saint emperor unparalleled in the ages.

But it still failed in the end.”

"My dear friend Lu Yue, you are a disciple of Jiejiao. Jiejiao's teachings are: to seize a ray of hope for all living beings. As a disciple of a saint, don't you even have this vision?"

"Since you don't want to be involved, I still have one last request. As long as you agree, I can still give you the key to the demon tribe's treasure house."

There was an old ancestor named Youshen, and his voice sounded somewhat helpless.

His eyes burst into bright red light, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The smell is a bit scary.

The magic flame is monstrous.

"whats the matter?"

Lu Yue was puzzled.

"After hatching Donghuang Taiyi's offspring, hand it over to my demon clan's demon master. I believe he will not treat you unfairly." Patriarch Youshen spoke again.

"The Demon Master?"

Kunpeng!

Hearing these two words, Lu Yue frowned slightly, looking at the naive old man You Xu. It seemed that he had not set foot out of Qingqiu since the war between wizards and demons.

if not.

How could it be possible that we haven't heard that after the demon master Kunpeng saw Donghuang Taiyi self-destruct, he abandoned tens of thousands of demon gods and used his magical powers to escape from the war between the wizards and demons.

Hiding in the North Sea.

He found a good person to entrust his funeral affairs to.

Donghuang Taiyi must have self-destructed long ago, and his soul dissipated without leaving even a speck of dust. Otherwise, he would have jumped out of the coffin and pointed at him and cursed him?
"Why do you have a grudge against the demon master of our tribe?" You Xi frowned slightly. In his impression, the demon master Kunpeng was a quasi-saint who was second only to Di Jun and Dong Huang.

both!
There shouldn't be much overlap.

"No holiday!"

The North Sea is a mixed place of good and bad creatures, filled with countless demon creatures. After the human race occupied the land of Jiuzhou, those fell along with the demon race's heaven.

The demon creatures were forced to migrate, either to Uttarakuru or to the North Sea.

Ancestor Kunpeng took the opportunity to gather most of the demon cultivators in the North Sea, proclaimed himself king, and gathered the remaining demon luck for blessings, and his Taoism was slowly improving.

How could they tolerate the descendants of Donghuang Taiyi to go there and share the fortune of the demon clan with him?

A land pressure.

Ancestor Kunpeng wished he could cut him into pieces. If Di Jun had not entrusted Lu Ya to Saint Nuwa, he would have been ambushed and killed long ago.

This Patriarch You Shu seemed to be thinking about Jin Wu in every sentence, but why did he express his wish for Jin Wu to die in every word?

"Ancestor Youshen, the past is like a passing cloud. The former demon court has long been reduced to ashes, and the remaining demons are just struggling to survive. Now it is the world of the human race, so why bother to dwell on the past.

The past is gone with the wind, you should think more about yourself.

The prince of the Jinwu clan is Lu Ya. Emperor Jun entrusted him to the care of the goddess Nuwa. Now he is practicing in the Nuwa Palace. Why bother stirring up this mess, especially since you are a dead egg?

For tens of millions of years, you have not been able to hatch the dead egg into a golden crow, so why do you place your hopes on me? " Lu Yue thought about it again and again, and finally asked the question in his mind.

A certain moment!

He even suspected that this was a trap set for him by Tushan, Dayu and Emperor Fuxi, to change the secrets of heaven and lead him to Qingqiu, revealing that he was a human.

How could he possibly run for the demon clan's affairs? This dead egg was destined to become one of the poisonous insects he refined, and to control the Sun Star with his incarnation, becoming an indispensable force in the world.

Ancestor Youshen's cloudy eyes revealed an endless cold light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "My dear friend Lu Yue, you want me to give up my obsession with just one sentence. Isn't it too easy for me to say that?"

This matter requires you.

Otherwise, I would not have waited for you here for a thousand years. My daughter Tushan is the wife of Yu the Great. If you don't give face to the monk, you should give face to the Buddha. Don't you even give me this little face? "

The voice of Patriarch Youshen was like thunder, and his blood-red eyes, like lanterns, stared at Lu Yue, trying to see through his true thoughts.

Such a big benefit.

This is enough to drive any quasi-saint cultivator crazy, so why would a mere Golden Immortal be indifferent?

"What's the point of saving face with a blank check?"

"If you want to invite me to help, do you have to pay me? I won't go to your so-called treasure house of the demon race. If you move the treasure house to me, I will agree to this."

The old man You Shu had a gloomy face.

Looking at Lu Yue, it was obviously an excuse.

If he could get out of Qingqiu, why would he have to linger here?

"Fellow Daoist, you are forcing others to do what they cannot."

Ancestor Youshen glanced coldly, and a huge fox head stretched its neck from the rocks and appeared in front of Lu Yue, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

Lu Yue frowned slightly: "How long has it been since I last brushed my teeth?"

joke?

The fox head of the ancestor You Shen was separated from his body, and his elongated neck was made of fox hair, like a stitched monster, with his ferocious fangs dripping with smelly saliva.

Corroded the earth into a deep pit.

"Ancestor You Shu, you can't leave Qingqiu, but that doesn't mean others can't. I can sit here and wait with you while the foxes of Qingqiu take the key to the monster treasure house and open the monster treasure."

The old man grinned and smiled vaguely.

"Why bother with all this? They are just a bunch of useless things. How can they be worthy of the treasure house of the demon race? You have to go there in person. I can swear to the heaven with my life that I will never deceive you. Otherwise, I will die."

"You don't have much time left in your life. No matter how you calculate it, you won't suffer a loss if you do this business without any capital."

Patriarch Youshe stared at Lu Yue, obviously determined to get what he wanted. Knowing the power of words and unable to deceive Lu Yue, he stretched out his hand and a stream of light fell on his hand.

It was the mirror of love that had not yet been restored.

"This is my companion spiritual treasure. Although its spiritual charm is missing and has not been completely restored, it has also dropped in grade. It is still an innate item. How about I give it to you first as a reward?"

Yousilaou's eyes were burning and his expression was somewhat excited. This was all his worth. If Lu Yue still didn't agree, then he really would have no choice.

As for Lu Yue who was sitting upright on the cushion, he did not believe a single word of what Patriarch You Shen said. In the ancient times, strength was respected, so how could there be such a thing as the grace of recognition?

Fairy friendship?

In his memory, there were only Zhen Yuanzi and Patriarch Hongyun, but Zhen Yuanzi was unable to tell Patriarch Hongyun that among those who plotted against Hongyun, there were saints and quasi-saints.

Jie Yin, Zhunti, the most respected saint.

He couldn't beat any of them.

Kunpeng, Minghe, the peak of quasi-saint, are on par with him.

The most that can happen is a tie.

(End of this chapter)