People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 314 Laozi and Nuwa arrive one after another to search for the elixir of immortality in Mount Sumeru! (11)

"Styx, I will make you understand what price you pay for offending a sage!"

Zhunti felt an intense hatred for Styx, a man with a problem in his brain.

The most urgent task now is to block Houtu's axe, lest Mount Sumeru become a thing of the past.

Although Houtu is compassionate, protecting all living beings inside and outside Mount Sumeru with the power of the earth, her only targets are the fortune of the Western Sect and Mount Sumeru.

But what Zhunti cares about most is the fortune of the Western Sect and Mount Sumeru. As for the life and death of the surrounding creatures, what does that have to do with him?

Once Mount Sumeru is destroyed, the fortune of the Western Religion will be scattered, and their years of planning will truly be in vain.

Even the establishment of Buddhist institutions in the future will be greatly affected by this, and even if they are established, they will not be able to lay the foundation for the great prosperity of the West.

Zhunti dared not delay any longer and immediately unleashed his sixteen-foot-tall golden glass body, his entire body turning golden yellow, and his physical strength reaching its peak.

Holding six pure bamboo sticks, he fiercely lashed out at the phantom of the giant axe in the hand of the ancestral witch Houtu.

boom--!
A deafening roar echoed throughout the west as Zhunti arrived atop Mount Sumeru, striking the illusory giant axe with the six pure bamboo sticks in his hand.

At that moment, it was as if the surrounding space froze, time stopped, the wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and even the main road stopped turning.

The image of the Taoist Zhunti is frozen in time, showing him holding six bamboo sticks and striking the phantom of the giant axe.

Whether it was a moment or a hundred years later, a 'crack' sound came from above Mount Sumeru, and time and space returned to normal.

Followed by.

Then they saw that the right hand of the Taoist Zhunti, which was holding the Six Pure Bamboos, trembled slightly, and he flew backward and crashed heavily onto Mount Sumeru.

If you look closely, you will find that as the Taoist Zhunti flew backward and crashed into Mount Sumeru, the originally majestic Mount Sumeru actually sank slightly!

Even if it only sank a little, it would be imperceptible upon careful observation. However, Mount Sumeru is the highest mountain in the West and the sacred site of the Western religion. This is undoubtedly a slap in the face to the two Western saints.

But after Zhunti shakily stood up from the ground, he did not show any dissatisfaction.

Regardless of the circumstances, his actions of blocking Yang Xuan, despite his saintly cultivation, constitute bullying of the weak and are therefore unjustified.

Now that Houtu has come knocking on his door, even if he's humiliated again, he can only endure it and choose to let things slide.

Of course, the more important reason is that he can't beat them...

Houtu's seemingly casual axe strike was enough to repel him, even while protecting all living beings and the earth's veins inside and outside Mount Sumeru.

If Zhunti is not satisfied, Houtu might invite him to the outer heavens to teach him a lesson...

"If this happens again, Mount Sumeru will cease to exist!"

Houtu looked up at the sky, then gradually blurred and finally disappeared.

"call--!"

Upon seeing this, Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, he simply thought that Houtu, as the representative of the earth, was of the same status as Hongjun Daozu.

However, in terms of cultivation and spiritual practice, Houtu is not necessarily stronger than the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao.

If this were in the Netherworld, he might not be a match for Houtu, but in the Primordial World, it's hard to say.

If this were on Mount Sumeru, the home turf of the Daoist Zhunti, he would definitely say something—

The advantage is mine!

But after witnessing Houtu's axe blow, Zhunti completely sobered up, and his eyes became clear.

He couldn't be sure whether Houtu's cultivation was comparable to that of the Dao Ancestor.

But after receiving that axe blow, he was certain that Houtu's cultivation was higher than his, and might even be stronger than that of the Taiqing Sage!

If they were really dragged into a battle in outer space, Zhunti would most likely not come out on top.

Fortunately, Houtu was relatively reasonable. After striking with her axe to vent Yang Xuan's anger and giving the two Western Saints a stern warning, she returned to the Underworld.

Otherwise, Zhunti would probably suffer a lot.

"Ok?"

Just as Houtu left and Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, his spiritual platform suddenly issued a warning, sensing an anomaly in the space to the side.

Turning his head, he saw that space had distorted, and a red embroidered ball, carrying boundless creative power, was smashing towards his head.

“Nuwa?!!”

This was the moment when Zhunti relaxed, and since the red embroidered ball was clearly a deliberate sneak attack by Nuwa, Zhunti didn't have time to react before the ball hit him on the head.

next moment.

Zhunti's eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground, completely unconscious.

Furthermore, flowers and green plants gradually grew on his body.

After a long while, Zhunti finally woke up, his face filled with shock and confusion.

Although Nuwa didn't show herself or say a word throughout, her meaning couldn't be clearer: she was telling Zhunti—

Yang Xuan, I've got your back!

This puzzled Zhunti, but the intervention of the Tongtian Sect Leader was somewhat understandable.

After all, Bixiao and other disciples of the Jie Sect gained a lot of merit under his planning, so Yang Xuan and the Jie Sect had some karma to do with each other.

Moreover, Bixiao and the others have been trying to invite Yang Xuan to join the Jie Sect for quite some time now, and Tongtian is unlikely to miss this opportunity.

But Yang Xuan had no connection with Nuwa Palace, so why would Nuwa intervene?

"Could it be because of the human race?"

After much deliberation, Zhunti felt that this was the most likely possibility.

Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race, and Yang Xuan is also known as a great sage among the human race, having made contributions to the human race.

If we were to discuss the karmic connection between Yang Xuan and Nuwa that would allow the sage Nuwa to avenge him, this would likely be the only explanation.

"Humans...humans?!"

Zhunti's expression changed slightly. If Nuwa had acted on behalf of Yang Xuan because of the human race, would the Taiqing Saint do the same?
The word "human" in "human education" carries significant weight.

The Sage Taiqing achieved sainthood precisely because he founded the Human Religion, and thus shared a significant connection with the human race.

If Nuwa acted on Yang Xuan's merits towards humanity and thus had some karmic connection with him, and therefore avenged Yang Xuan, wouldn't that mean that the Sage Taiqing might also take action for this reason?
Om-!
Before Zhunti could think further, he noticed another disturbance in the space beside him.

Turning around, one sees a golden bridge spanning the void, with an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard riding on the back of a blue ox, walking on the golden bridge.

After the green ox stepped down from the golden bridge, it arrived at Mount Sumeru. The golden bridge then transformed into a Tai Chi diagram and flew into the old Taoist's hand.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have just woken up. He first rummaged through his sleeves, frowned slightly, looked around a couple of times, and then turned his gaze to the Taoist priest Zhunti, smiling and teasing him:
"Fellow Daoist, your appearance is quite novel." At this moment, Daoist Zhunti was covered with all kinds of flowers, plants and mushrooms, looking like a vegetable. Such a appearance could indeed be described as novel.

Logically speaking, as a sage, Zhunti should have been aware of such a significant change in his body.

But after hearing the old Taoist's words, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

He then examined himself and discovered that his body was covered with a large number of flowers, grasses, and mushrooms, which continued to grow rapidly as he examined himself.

He seemed to have some kind of cognitive impairment, never noticing this change, which was clearly not normal.

"Nuwa..."

Zhunti suddenly realized that, looking across the entire prehistoric world, there was only the sage Nuwa who was proficient in the Great Dao of Creation.

This is what caused his body to change, growing so many flowers, grasses, and mushrooms, and subtly altered his perception, causing him to unconsciously ignore the changes in his body.

"Humph!"

Zhunti snorted coldly and used his pure magical power to cleanse the flowers, plants, and mushrooms off his body.

The flowers, plants, and mushrooms on the rest of his body vanished in an instant, transformed into pure magical energy, all under the influence of his magic.

Only the spot on his head where the red embroidered ball had hit him had colorful mushrooms growing there, as if they were rooted in his primordial spirit. No matter what he did, he could not remove them.

After much effort, Zhunti's expression turned slightly grim. He knew that this was Nuwa's intention; all the power of creation brought by the red embroidered ball had been concentrated on this mushroom.

Moreover, this colorful mushroom is not just strange in appearance. In fact, it grows by using the Qi and blood and magic power of Zhunti as nourishment. The longer it is left untreated, the greater the damage it will cause.

But this was, after all, Nuwa's divine power. As a fellow sage, Zhunti could not break it in a short time. He could only put it down and bow to the old Taoist in front of him.

"Greetings, Brother Taiqing..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old Taoist priest waved his hand.

“This old Daoist is not Taiqing. My name is Taishang. I am just an old Daoist who refines pills in the Heavenly Court. I cannot accept such a respectful greeting from you, fellow Daoist.”

This old Taoist priest was none other than Laozi!

He said that, but he didn't try to avoid it at all. He addressed Zhunti as "fellow Daoist" without any pressure, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Zhunti: ...

Alchemy? The kind of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir that can help someone achieve the Great Luo realm? How dare you utter the word 'forget it'?
Taishang Laojun ignored Zhunti's complaints. After introducing himself, he once again tucked into his sleeves and frowned slightly.

"It's strange, really. When I was refining pills in the Heavenly Court, I accidentally lost a few spiritual herbs. After some deduction, I found that these herbs had fallen into Mount Sumeru. I wonder if you have seen them?"

Zhunti: ? ? ?
What? You were refining elixirs in Heaven, how did the spiritual herbs end up on my Mount Sumeru? That's ridiculous!

wrong!

With your cultivation level and the innate treasure Taiji Diagram by your side, how could you possibly lose any spiritual herbs? Even a Heavenly Saint wouldn't be able to steal even half a spiritual herb from you, would they?

Seeing that Zhunti's expression had become slightly strange, but his own expression remained unchanged, still as if he had just woken up, Laozi continued:
"I just remembered that these spiritual herbs must have been lost when you went to the Blood Sea. I wonder if you saw them?"

Zhunti: ...

Upon hearing this, Zhunti could easily tell that Laozi hadn't lost any elixir; he had clearly come to Mount Sumeru to beg for alms.

As for the reason, it's quite obvious: it's to stand up for Yang Xuan!

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that when Zhunti went to the Blood Sea, his elixir happened to be lost, and that he lost it on Mount Sumeru while he was in the Heavenly Court?

"I wonder which medicinal herbs you lost, my friend. I will help you find them."

Zhunti knew perfectly well that Laozi had not lost any medicinal herbs, but he was in the wrong to stop Yang Xuan, so he could only cooperate with Laozi's explanation and help find the 'lost' medicinal herbs.

If he doesn't cooperate, I'm afraid the Supreme Saint will have to come and help in person, and then the Supreme Lord Laozi will have to throw in a few more medicinal herbs.

If Laozi were to accidentally lose the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, the Western Sect would have no way to find it.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist."

Laozi smiled slightly, "This old Daoist has lost a lotus seed from the Golden Lotus of Merit, and three top-grade innate spiritual roots..."

Laozi spoke in a calm tone, slowly naming more than a dozen kinds of spiritual roots, some of which were spiritual fruits, some spiritual leaves, and some seeds.

He knew that the West was barren, so he didn't go too far and didn't 'lose' the entire spiritual root.

Even so, Zhunti's eyes twitched slightly after hearing this, and he remained speechless.

Other spiritual objects are easy to explain, but what's the meaning behind the lotus seeds of this Golden Lotus of Merit?
The Golden Lotus of Merit is a unique spiritual object of the Western Religion, and they have never given away the lotus seeds of the Golden Lotus of Merit.

How can you lose something you don't even have? You're not even bothering to act anymore!
Just because you have higher cultivation, does that mean you can do this even though what I did this time was unreasonable?

"Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist. I will find it for you right away."

The figure of the guide appeared from the side, and no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to accept it.

Although he also felt heartbroken about the spiritual objects that Laozi had 'lost'.

Especially the lotus seeds of that merit lotus; over the years, he has only accumulated a few on his body.

Although it's impossible for it to grow into a second 24th-grade merit tree, growing it to 9th grade is not a problem, and if nurtured properly, it may even reach 12th grade.

Originally, he planned to wait until the West prospered, then use the Western fortune to cultivate and jointly suppress the Western fortune.

But since Laozi has said so, he has no choice but to give it to him. If he refuses, Laozi might say, "This old Taoist has misremembered; I just lost another seed of the Golden Lotus of Merit"...

Then, the guide gently waved his sleeve, and the spiritual objects that Laozi had 'lost' appeared in his hand.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. If I ever lose any more spiritual medicines in the future, I will come back to you for help."

Jieyin and Zhunti: ...

No need!

You'd better not come to Mount Sumeru. Our Western region is already barren; it can't withstand your exploitation...

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."

The two smiled and shook their heads, not agreeing to Laozi's words.

Laozi didn't say much. If the two Western Saints did something so unreasonable again, he would definitely lose some of the elixirs he had.

“Fellow Daoist helped me find the elixir, so this old Daoist will help you remove this mushroom from your head as a way of repaying you.”

As they spoke, Laozi gently stroked the Bagua diagram in his hand and removed the five-colored mushroom from the head of the Taoist Zhunti.

Then, the Bagua diagram in his hand transformed into a golden bridge once more, and the green ox beneath him carried him onto the golden bridge and disappeared.

As for whether he helped Zhun extract the mushroom out of kindness, who knows?

(End of this chapter)