People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 533: Kunpeng is out, the show ends
Yuanshi Tianzun looked slightly surprised, and looked at Lu Yue and said, "From what I know about you, you have great ambitions, and you can even give up the position of Heavenly Dao Saint. So, what else do you care about in the world?"

It seems like asking and answering one's own questions.

Yuanshi Tianzun's profound gaze fell on Mount Tai. Confucius was moving forward step by step. Even if Shang Yang tried his best, he could not compete with Confucius. Lu Yue smiled and shook his head.

“When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss is staring back at you.”

Lü Yue flicked his sleeves, and the Emperor's Sword fell into Shang Yang's hand. He said, "The Emperor is not a tool, but should use the law as his bones to judge the sins of the world."

Shang Yang smiled awkwardly, knowing that he was a little too eager for quick success. The Hongmeng Purple Qi was right in front of him, and he was blinded by the Sainthood. He straightened his expression and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"Weapons are the vanguard, they should be the swords of the human race, slashing at the foreign enemies."

A gourd flew out from his sleeve. It was the Flying Knife for Immortal Beheading made by Donghuang Taiyi. It was picked up by Lu Yue in advance when Taoist Lu Ya died, and it was just right to be used here.

Soldiers are treacherous.
Let us ask in the ancient world, how many people can compare with Donghuang Taiyi?

"Thank you, uncle."

The Legalists and the Military Strategists merged into a rope that reached the sky. Sun Bin and Shang Yang walked side by side, and their figures quietly came behind Confucius, only half a step away from being on the same level with him.

Yuanshi Tianzun said anxiously: "It's not that you don't want to interfere in the fight between saints."

“And you are optimistic about Confucius, so why would you create more obstacles for him?” Yuanshi Tianzun swung a chaotic sword energy from the Pangu Banner in his hand, trying to knock the two of them down to the mortal world.

Before he could make the slightest move.

A ray of golden light fell from the void and directly controlled Yuanshi Tianzun's hands. It was the Vajra Cutter of the Supreme Sage.

"Brother, why do you have to do this?"

snort!
The Supreme Saint glanced at them expressionlessly and then disappeared.

Lu Yue said calmly: "Yuanshi Tianzun, those who have the Tao will have many supporters, and those who lose the Tao will have few supporters. But this is a Confucian classic. When you buried the Taoist of the Supreme Saint with Confucius in order to promote Confucius to sainthood, you should have thought of this result."

"It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come."

Lu Yue reminded him and looked at the strategist Guiguzi, also known as the ancestor Kunpeng. He pondered for a moment and said, "The way of strategy depends on national wars. Now that Ying Zheng has unified the world, the strategy theory passed down by the ancestor Kunpeng should emerge in troubled times and hide in prosperous times. You should be the first to be eliminated."

Not only him, all the saints in the heavens would never allow a second saint to appear in the demon clan, especially the ancestor Kunpeng, who would do anything to achieve his goals and had a very bad reputation in the prehistoric world.

No help.

Before Lu Yue finished speaking, he saw a huge golden body of 10 feet tall, which attacked fiercely, broke the two wings of Kunpeng, and threw it into the North Sea, causing a huge splash of water.

Ancestor Kunpeng vomited blood, filled with grief and anger, looked at the Zen master, absorbed the Zen master's way of vertical and horizontal, leaped up, and rose directly from the ninth place to the third place.

Sadness arises from the heart.

"Why?"

"You are targeting the ancestor in this way."

His deep gaze fell on the North Sea, turning into a heavenly eye, staring coldly at the Kunpeng Patriarch and said, "Because you have lived a lonely life, and you are greedy for profit and forget about righteousness."

"From the beginning to the end, if you care about interests, you will naturally be abandoned by interests."

"It's you, Lu Yue!"

Ancestor Kunpeng wished he could cut Lu Yue into pieces. The North Sea was his demon kingdom, but not only was it taken away by Lu Yue, he was also driven to a remote corner. Today was the day for him to show his skills.

He was also the first to be kicked out by Lu Yue.

"It's me."

A purple divine thunder fell from the Sky Eye, hitting the injured Kun Peng's body, charring it black. Kun Peng's aura was weak. Lu Yue looked indifferent and continued, "If the fight between you and me was fair and square, I would not have the intention to kill you. But you are two-faced and always plotting against me behind my back, so I have no choice but to suppress you."

In fact, the old ancestor Kunpeng still has the favor of heaven, which was given to him by the goddess Nuwa. After all, he is one of the few remaining demon saints in the demon race, not to mention that he is also a demon master of the demon race. He has the luck of the demon race.

Naturally, it is impossible to be killed easily.

Lu Yue didn't kill him, even if it was the Taoist Zhunti who took action personally, he only plucked out his wings that hung down from the sky, which showed his mercy. Otherwise, the two of them would have been enemies who blocked their way to the Dao.

There would be no room for holding back.

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw that Lv Yue eliminated Guiguzi, who was transformed by Kunpeng Patriarch, with just a few words, he felt bitter in his heart and said sadly: "Daoyou Lv Yue, please hold back."

"I know I was wrong. If Confucius becomes a saint, I will owe you a cause and effect."

"Do not care."

Lu Yue shook his head directly, pointed at Confucius who was only one step away from the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and said with a smile: "Daoyou, please look?"

Zen Master Shenxiu, with a flash, jumped up directly, stood side by side with Shang Yang, Sun Bin, and Confucius, and reached out to the Hongmeng purple air at the same time. In Xianyang City.

Ying Zheng was blessed with good fortune.

The first imperial decree was issued: "Zen Buddhism is the transformed Buddha, and is not among the various schools of thought. Zen Buddhism is directly included in the nine schools of thought, on par with sorcerers and divine monks."

Directly pull Shenxiu's leaping figure down from the altar.

Under the surprised gaze of the crowd, Shenxiu's figure gradually fell. The Taoist Zhunti, who had made the move secretly, felt a little angry and stared in the direction of Xianyang.

"Ying Zheng, do you know that you have offended our Buddhist sect?"

"Haha."

Ying Zheng glanced around indifferently and said, "The whole world belongs to the king. You Buddhists from outside the world still want to dominate the land of my nine states. From today on, all Zen temples will be uprooted. Only the Legalist Academy and the Military Academy will remain within the Qin territory."

Phew!

Shenxiu's face turned pale, and he looked towards Xianyang, saying sadly, "Your Majesty, when I first laid eyes on you, I saw your prejudice against our Buddhist sect."

"You don't produce anything, you just beg for a living. In my Great Qin, even an old man needs to go up the mountain to chop wood. Do you think I can keep you?"

Shenxiu looked gloomy. He had seen through Ying Zheng's prejudice. It was just that at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, countless small countries were worshipping Lingshan. They were worshipping them with the power of one country.

All he got in return was the status of a novice monk.

The Buddhist scriptures should not be spread lightly.

This was supposed to be a move to make the most of a rare commodity, but in Ying Zheng's eyes, they were just a bunch of useless people, like gods. He didn't seem to have any fear in his heart, and treated them as normal.

"That's all."

Shenxiu landed on Mount Tai in failure. He watched Lu Yue's figure gradually overlap with Ying Zheng. He realized that Ying Zheng was an incarnation of Lu Yue and the theories of the various schools of thought that they were seeking.

The one who can truly decide their affiliation is the Human Emperor.

That is Lu Yue.

"Shenxiu, I have met the Heavenly Lord."

Lu Yue smiled calmly and said, "You are quite good. There is a saying that goes: God will create something wonderful. One day, you will have a place in the world."

"Lü Yue, aren't you doing this for the human race?"

"Then Confucius is the most suitable candidate." Yuanshi Tianzun was a little anxious, looking at the three hands that were gradually approaching.

(End of this chapter)