Primordial Era: The Ten Deadly Formations are Broken, Shen Gongbao Asks Me to Come Out of the Mounta

Chapter 38 Lu Ya Arrives!

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Guang Chengzi increased his speed to the maximum along the way, and in just a few days, he arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Upon entering the Jade Void Palace, and seeing the Primordial Heavenly Venerable seated above, Guang Chengzi bowed and said, "Disciple Guang Chengzi greets Master!"

Before he could even begin to complain, Yuanshi Tianzun, sitting upright on his cloud bed, spoke first: "Get up! I already know why you've come."

Tomorrow, cultivators will go to Xiqi to provide assistance.

You should go back now!

After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, Guang Chengzi was suddenly outside the Jade Void Palace.

"A cultivator has come to help?"

Outside the Jade Void Palace, Guang Chengzi's face showed surprise. His master was incredibly powerful, and any cultivator mentioned by him must be exceptionally strong.

Even if that ascetic possessed a thousand supernatural powers and myriad transformations, in the eyes of a sage, he was nothing more than an ant.

This time, he will surely perish and be listed on the list.

"I forgot to ask Master about that ascetic's identity!"

Guang Chengzi was somewhat curious, since even Randeng had suffered a great loss at his hands, and all the Jade Void Golden Immortals had been defeated by him.

When did such a powerful figure emerge in the Western Paradise of the Primordial Era?

"strangeness!"

At this moment, in the Jade Void Palace, the Primordial Celestial Venerable seemed to be deducing something, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face, which was usually devoid of joy or sorrow.

He was also trying to deduce the identity of the ascetic, but he couldn't deduce even the slightest bit of information.

The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods is a time of entangled cause and effect, shrouded in malevolent energy, and shrouded in mystery.

However, even a sage who holds the power of Heaven's Way cannot be so incapable of deduce even the slightest bit of information.

There is only one explanation for this situation.

That is, a sage intervened to cover up and confuse the secrets of heaven for the ascetic.

"That's enough!"

Seeing this, the Primordial Celestial Venerable simply stopped deducing. In the primordial world, the general trend remained unchanged. What is the general trend? It is the will of Heaven, the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Just as Heaven and Earth have their own grand trends, so too does the Chan Sect (or Chan School) have its own grand trends.

That means none of the twelve disciples of Jade Void can be included on the list.

This is his bottom line, as long as you don't cross it.

Even if other sages try to make small moves and scheme for personal gain, it is all within his tolerance.

Soon, Yuanshi Tianzun once again immersed himself in cultivation.

Within the Jade Void Palace, boundless Jade Purity Holy Light shone forth, quickly returning to calm.

Here, Guang Chengzi had just returned to Xiqi City when he saw a Taoist descend in a golden rainbow, presumably the cultivator his master had mentioned.

He bowed repeatedly and asked, "Fellow Daoist, which famous mountain are you from, and which cave dwelling are you in?"

The Taoist priest laughed and said, "I am Lu Ya, a recluse from Kunlun in the Western Regions, who roams the Five Sacred Mountains and plays around the Four Seas. That ascetic monk who protects the false and destroys the true has harmed you fellow Taoists. He only knows the infinite possibilities of magic, but how could he know the even more profound mysteries? Therefore, I have come to meet him and teach him a lesson!"

Seeing that Lu Ya Daoist had an incredibly arrogant tone, Guang Chengzi and the other Jade Void Golden Immortals were overjoyed and treated him as an honored guest.

In the midst of commercial operations.

While studying the Qiankun Ruler, Zhao Gongming watched the rainbow light fall into Xiqi City and, after some mental calculation, already knew the identity of the newcomer.

Apart from that dead bird that boasts so loudly, probably no one else would dare to come at this time.

His predecessor died in the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, and even though he perished and was listed on the list, he didn't know how he died.

Thinking of this, a cold glint appeared in Zhao Gongming's eyes.

This dead bird is the prince of the demon race. Instead of staying on the Sun Star, it dares to get involved in the karma of the Great Tribulation and plot against him.

This time, even the Goddess Nuwa couldn't protect him!

I, Zhao Gongming, said it!

"Master Jueming, come out and see me!"

Just as Zhao Gongming was pondering, a loud shout rang out from outside the merchant camp. Zhao Gongming sneered inwardly, thinking, "Truly, when you speak of the Golden Crow, it appears."

As he approached the merchant camp, wondering about the source of the sound, he looked down and saw a short Taoist priest.

This short Taoist priest was no more than five feet tall, wearing a fish-tail crown and a bright red robe, with an unusual appearance and long beard. Upon seeing Zhao Gongming emerge, he immediately composed a song: "Deep in the misty clouds, I seek the profound truth; sitting on the sandy shore, I wash away the illusions of the world. All seven emotions and six desires are worn away; I entrust fame and fortune to the flowing water, letting my carefree and leisurely life prevail. I seek out an old hermit to fish with; I seek out a poet to compose verses with. In this joyful world, I am truly blessed."

Zhao Gongming remained calm and asked, "Who goes there?"

Lu Ya laughed and said, "I have a name, but you wouldn't recognize me. I am neither an immortal nor a saint."

His nature is like floating clouds, his will like the wind, drifting across the four seas without ceasing. Sometimes he gazes at the bright moon in the Eastern Ocean, sometimes he rides a dragon in the South China Sea.

My idle verses startle heaven and earth; in stillness, the zither delights my soul. Unaware of high renown, my efforts are in vain; I have now come here to renounce worldly life as an ascetic.

Dead Bird is really fake!

Looking at Lu Ya, who was pretending to be mysterious, Zhao Gongming sneered inwardly and composed a song: "The precious flames and golden light shine brightly in the sun, the most subtle and exquisite Western Dharma."

A thousand jewels, infinitely wondrous; ten thousand auspicious lights, one after another.

Shedding its feathers, it returns to paradise, transcending the mortal realm and nurturing all the gods.

Washed clean of dust and grime, leaving no trace of impurity; returning to one's original nature, the body remains indestructible.

Lu Ya was furious that this monk was going to imprison him in a cage, but soon he was startled again.

Could it be that this ascetic already knows his identity?

Before Lu Ya could even feel alarmed, Zhao Gongming had already unleashed the Qiankun Ruler and brought it down. Lu Ya immediately shouted, "Well done!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a long rainbow and disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming remained calm and turned to leave as well.

Today, he will show Lu Ya what it means to repay someone with their own methods.

Meanwhile, Lu Ya returned to Penglai and met with his fellow Daoists.

Guang Chengzi asked in confusion, "Friend, how do you capture that ascetic?"

The Jade Void Golden Immortals were also puzzled. They saw Lu Ya compose a few songs and then return.

Facing the skeptical gazes, Lu Ya smiled mysteriously, "This humble Taoist already has a plan!"

After he finished speaking, he opened the flower basket, and inside the basket was a straw figure and a small wooden bow.

"Jiang Ziya, prepare an altar and place the straw figure on it."

A lamp above his head, a lamp below his feet, he walks the steps of the Big Dipper, writes talismans, forms seals, and burns them.

He prostrated himself three times a day for forty-nine days. No matter how powerful the ascetic was, he would eventually die and be listed on the list!

Seeing Lu Ya's resolute words, Jiang Ziya immediately stepped forward to take the flower basket. Upon looking at it, he was immediately taken aback.

Isn't this just a spell?

In the primordial world, every drink and every bite is preordained. This kind of demonic spell is against the natural order, and its side effects are simply astonishing.

Moreover, that monk's cultivation level was so high that his strength was simply unfathomable.

Using such insidious methods to curse and kill such cultivators, how much luck will I lose?

For a moment, Jiang Ziya hesitated. Although he hated the monk to the bone, he did not want to pay such a terrible price.

Currently, he is awaiting divine investiture, possessing abundant luck as the protagonist of heaven and earth, and can barely withstand it.

However, being safe for a while does not mean being safe forever.

If his luck is severely depleted and his karmic burdens are enormous, then when the Investiture of the Gods ends, it will probably be the time when he, Jiang, perishes and his Dao dissipates.

"We will do as Fellow Daoist Lu Ya suggests!"

But before Jiang Ziya could hesitate, Guang Chengzi couldn't wait to speak and make the final decision!

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