Journey to the West: I have become an immortal, why did you just join the chat group?

Chapter 5 Good Magnetic Mountain, Good Dragon Vein!
"wake up!"

Seeing that Partridge Whistle's morale was declining, Lu Jun immediately gathered his magic power and shouted loudly, which reached Partridge Whistle's brain.

hum!
Partridge Whistle was in a daze and looked up at Lu Jun. He saw a faint divine light behind his head, as noble and pure as an immortal, as bright and holy as a saint. He couldn't help but feel the urge to worship him.

But after a blink of an eye.

The divine light that seemed like a fairy or saint disappeared, as if it was all an illusion.

"Partridge Whistle, your obsession is too deep." Lu Jun held the demon-binding rope in his left hand and patted Partridge Whistle's shoulder with his right hand, saying lightly, "It's just a small snake's curse, don't worry too much!"

In the world of Ghost Blows Out the Light, although the soul of the snake god is immortal, it reaches the end of heaven, earth and time.

But its power is not strong enough for Lu Jun.

In addition to the imaginary space and the illusion of the realm.

The snake god has no special abilities at all. Even the dust beads formed from his own divine eyes were taken away by a group of mortals and could not be found after thousands of years.

In the original novel, Partridge Whistle traveled across the ocean, and after only 20,000 miles, the curse of the snake god was almost ineffective.

This can be seen.

The snake god is not really that powerful.

"The snake's curse?"

Partridge Whistle keenly caught the key words and asked nervously, "Is the little snake... the source of the ghost cave curse?"

"unimportant."

Lu Jun looked up at the door, which immediately opened without a breeze. Bright moonlight streamed down, covering the stone steps in front of the door like a mutton-fat jade carpet. He stepped out of the room and asked, "Partridge Whistle, do you want to see that little snake?"

Partridge Whistle was slightly startled, then reacted instantly: "I want to!"

"go!"

Lu Jun waved his hand and magic power surged out of his body, forming a layer of light as thin as a cicada's wing that wrapped around the Partridge Whistle.

Immediately...

whisper!
A clear sword sounded between heaven and earth.

Lu Jun used the sword light escape technique and flew through the air with the partridge whistle, breaking through the cloud sound barrier. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the Zagrama Sacred Mountain in the Black Desert of the Western Regions from western Hunan.

The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles and is composed entirely of natural magnets. It winds its way like a giant dragon.

however……

There was a gap in the place that looked like a dragon's neck, which killed the dragon's momentum and caused the dragon vein to be isolated for thousands of years.

"What a great Cishan, what a great dragon vein!" Lu Jun and Feng Xu rode the wind, standing high in the sky, looking carefully at the Zagrama Mountain, their eyes full of joy.

Such a magnetic mountain dragon vein is a rare treasure in the world of Journey to the West.

And when Lu Jun looked at Mount Zaglama.

The chat group was already in an uproar.

Zhu Houcong: "Traveling through the heavens and earth, riding the wind! Immortal! I have finally seen an immortal!"

Fan Xian: "Guarding the gate? Shame on you! Who would dare to hire you to guard the gate?! @Lu Jun"

Li Yingqi: "Crossing five thousand miles in one breath, I'm afraid even my master might not be able to do it."

Xiong Ba: "I thought I was the best among the heroes, but who knew that I was just a frog in a well, sitting in the well and looking at the sky. How ridiculous!"

Xiaoyu: "Wow! That's really cool! I want to fly in the sky like that!"

Zhu Houcong: "@Li Yingqi, are you also an immortal? But I remember you once said that you were just a true disciple of the Emei Sect."

Li Yingqi: "I'm not an immortal, but my master, Changmei Zhenren, is about to ascend to the immortal realm."

Zhu Houcong: "So, the immortal has always been by my side?"

The Taoist Emperor sat on a cushion in the Renshou Palace, his expression indescribable. However...

No one knew what he was thinking about, but Zhu Houcong's expression turned from gloomy to bright and he smiled happily.

Over Mount Zagrama.

Lu Jun and Partridge Whistle stood side by side, staring at the Magnetic Mountain with fiery eyes, and said happily, "Excellent, excellent, excellent! I just happen to have a Yuanci Pearl on hand. I can use the Pearl to refine this mountain and make a magic weapon for myself!"

When Partridge Whistle heard this, he was immediately horrified.

He couldn't imagine it.

What kind of power can refine a towering mountain?
"Before refining the mountain, we need to pull out the nails first!" Lu Jun rolled up the sword light and fell straight to the dragon neck gap of Zagrama Mountain with the partridge whistle. Then he pointed his finger, and the sword light shot out thousands of feet in an instant.

boom!
The sword was extremely sharp, like a knife cutting tofu, and it directly broke open the tomb hidden in the gap.

One sword flattens the mountain.

The tomb of the Queen of Jingjue was flattened, and the sword light accurately cut through the mountain, exposing the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue and the bottomless ghost cave.

A cliff hanging over the ghost cave.

The coffin made of the Kunlun sacred tree buried the queen of the Jingjue Kingdom, and on top of the coffin, there bloomed a gorgeous and exotic flower - the corpse-scented amorphophallus.

At this moment, the tomb was leveled.

Moonlight and starlight poured down from the sky, embellishing the corpse-scented konjac. Immediately, a magnificent mirage scene emerged, depicting an emperor on earth ruling the world, at the pinnacle of power, speaking the laws of heaven and making decisions with his mouth wide open.

There are extremely wealthy people in the country with immense wealth and treasures, who are as rich as a country and have gold and pearls.

There are also those who are tall, strong and majestic, with a wheel on their waist, and who are obsessed with lust and have three thousand women with them.

These mirages were created by the corpse amorphophallus, which sensed danger and used its most enchanting and psychedelic methods to try to drag Lu Jun and Partridge Whistle into an illusion, making them live in a state of drunkenness and dreaming, unable to wake up.

"Zhuchenzhu..." Protected by Lu Jun's magical power, Partridge Whistle's eyes were blurred for only a moment before he quickly regained consciousness.

"You're just showing off your skills in front of an expert!" Lu Jun looked at the corpse-scented konjac that was trying its best and snorted coldly. He flicked his finger and a stream of magic power turned into a flame, which instantly fell on the coffin made of the Kunlun sacred tree.

call!
The magic flame would ignite when it met the wind, like a cancer attached to the bone, burning along the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue and then onto the corpse-scented konjac.

"Ah! Spare me!"

A faint scream and wail came from the corpse-fragrant konjac: "My dear, my dear! I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life. Please spare me!"

"My dear, my dear..."

The voice is tender, like crying and complaining.

Anyone in this world, no matter how tough a man is, probably cannot bear such a soft and whining plea.

however.

Lu Jun was no ordinary person. He watched the corpse amorphophallus burn to ashes, but remained indifferent.

The fire is blazing.

The outer layer of the coffin made of the Kunlun sacred wood has been burned off.

Just as the lid of the inner coffin was about to be burned through, the body of the Queen of Jingjue lying inside the coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

"The little snakes are coming!" A gleam of light flashed in Lu Jun's eyes. He stretched out his hand to his waist, and five small command flags appeared out of thin air.

call out!
The five flags are white, green, black, red and yellow, corresponding to the five elements. Now they are sacrificed by Lu Jun and fall in the corresponding directions.

In the blink of an eye, a five-element demon-suppressing formation that blocked the void was set up!
hum!
The corpse of the Queen of Jingjue opened her eyes. There were no pupils in her dark eyes, only a vortex of nothingness that looked like an endless abyss. Her gaze fell on the magic flame.

The next moment, the magic flame disappeared out of thin air as if it had never appeared!

"The legendary eye that connects to the imaginary space?" Lu Jun stared at the Queen of Jingjue who had revived from the coffin. The magic power in his body circulated, and the soap-skin demon-binding rope tied up the Queen of Jingjue with lightning speed.

(End of this chapter)