People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 234: Taoist Mosquito Enters Lingshan, Golden Lotus Eats the Third Grade

"Are you blaming your master?" Daozu Hongjun snorted coldly. He was indeed an ungrateful person who could never be tamed. If he had not owed the Western Land the cause and effect, why would he accept two shameless people as his registered disciples?

Do you really think he can't tell good from bad?

"I dare not." Jie Yin and Zhunti knelt on the ground. Although they were both saints of the Heavenly Dao, they dared not act rashly in front of Hongjun Daozu. If they caused Hongjun Daozu's dissatisfaction.

It is not impossible to imprison both of them.

Western Spirit Mountain.

The eyes of Hongjun Daoist Patriarch flashed, and all the creatures in the ancient world were like the patterns on his palm, which could be seen at a glance. Yuanshi Tianzun asked the Taoist Master Ran Deng to sign a letter of surrender in order to alienate the relationship between the Taoist Master Ran Deng and Jie Yin and Zhunti.

He is also happy to see the results.

What's more, he essentially doesn't want the West to prosper. Not only did the two traitors set up their own faction, they also wanted to split the Heavenly Dao and establish a small cycle of the Western Heavenly Dao. Did he really think he didn't notice?

It was just that due to their identities as Heavenly Saints, they did not point it out.

Now, if he still doesn't repent, don't blame him for helping that Taoist Mosquito.

In the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, a twelve-level golden lotus of merit blooms with infinite light.

Taoist Mosquito was delighted, as Taoist Ran Deng told him that if he could break the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit, Yuanshi Tianzun would accept him as his personal disciple, so he let him come "willingly" to absorb it.

Under the big stick, there are scars everywhere.

From the bottom of the carrot, you can reach heaven in one step.

As a creature of the sea of ​​blood, Taoist Mosquito dared not act presumptuously in front of the ancestor of the Styx. Originally, the two of them were creatures born in the sea of ​​blood one after another, but he was weak.

After being discovered by the Old Ancestor of the Styx, he wanted to refine him. If he had not been alert and escaped from the sea of ​​blood, he would have become a blood god son of the Old Ancestor of the Styx.

The huge mouthparts emitted a bloody and dirty light. When they opened and closed, blood flowed. Taoist Mosquito inserted the straw into the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit.

Even though Taoist Mosquito used all his strength, he still couldn't shake it at all. His cultivation was really not good enough for the Golden Immortal realm, and he wanted to break the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit.

This is a great merit.

This is completely a fantasy, so we need help.

Taoist Hongjun smiled coldly and waved his hand. A ray of light fell and injected into the body of Taoist Mosquito. Taoist Mosquito was radiating golden light all over his body, and the straw seemed to be assisted by God.

An endless supply of spiritual treasure roots were sucked into the Mosquito Taoist's abdomen, transforming his body, and were absorbed by him along with a petal of the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit.

A golden light appeared between his eyebrows.

As for the Sacred Mountain, all the grass was withered and the aura of disaster was floating in the air. The many Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas who were originally meditating were now vomiting blood, and they were confused, with their eyes fixed on the Eight Treasures Hall of Merit.

I want to seek the explanation of a saint.

But it seemed as if they had a jack on their bodies, a powerful magical power that directly imprisoned the many Buddhas on Lingshan Mountain, unable to move at all.

However, the Zixiao Palace was isolated from the secrets of heaven. Even though Jie Gui and Zhunti sensed that a part of their hearts was missing, they did not care. They just thought that Hongjun Daozu was their master.

Too partial to the Three Pure Ones.

Taoist Mosquito is worthy of being a prehistoric alien species who has seized the fortune of heaven and earth. Yuanshi Tianzun, who is far away in Kunlun Mountain, saw the changes in the Western Lingshan Mountain, pinched his fingers and smiled, looking at Taoist Randang who was sitting in his deputy position.

Nodding with satisfaction.

The test of loyalty has been passed, and the next step is to make him the pioneer of the orthodox sect, assisting Jiang Ziya in recovering the Shang Dynasty and, by the way, pushing the disciples of the evil sect into the abyss.

"Master, in that case, we two brothers will take our leave." The Taoist Master Jie Yin raised his eyebrows, feeling a little hesitant. He counted with his fingers, but still had no idea what was going on.

The only thing that could make them happy was the sentient beings of Lingshan. After all, the two of them still owed merits to the Heavenly Dao, and Lingshan was the tool to carry their merits, which could not be lost. "Wait!"

Taoist Hongjun thought for a while and said, "The original Lü Yue has left the prehistoric world and has become a Taoist master of his own. He is equal to me. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I am powerless."

Of course, this was just a delaying tactic of Hongjun Daozu. Even if Lu Yue was in charge of the way of the world, how could he compare with Hongjun Daozu, who was the founder of Xuanmen.

And Lu Yue was just an imitator.

What's more, the foundation of the prehistoric world cannot be compared with the world created by the origin of the three thousand chaotic demons, not to mention that the prehistoric world can accommodate nine saints.

And in the three thousand great worlds, each world can only accommodate one Hunyuan, which shows the difference.

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked around and had not expected such a situation, especially Lu Yue, who was only the second generation disciple of Jiejiao and had not been favored before.

Now he has risen up and is on an equal footing with them.

Why?
The Taoist Jie Yin was thinking about the Western Small Heavenly Dao Plan, which had to be advanced. If they still stood still, they might be surpassed by the younger generation.

When?

The consequences are unpredictable!

The second lotus petal was sucked into the Mosquito Taoist's stomach leisurely. The Mosquito Taoist touched his slightly swollen abdomen and burped. The bloody and evil aura that had been lingering around his body disappeared.

With the transformation of the Golden Lotus of Merit.

Gradually, peace returned, and a ray of Buddha's light began to grow between the eyebrows.

"This is the power of Lingbao. I like it very much."

The figure of Taoist Mosquito suddenly became sharp, and his originally swollen body seemed to be nurturing new life. His voice was like that of both a man and a woman, and his every frown and smile had both the divine and devilish sides.

As the most favored disciple of the Taoist Master Jie Yin, Medicine Buddha had a pure mind and moved with every step he took, a golden lotus. Seeing many of his fellow disciples lying unconscious, he did not dare to delay and directly pushed open the door of the Main Hall.

Pass through the Eight Treasures Merit Pond.

Looking at the Mosquito Taoist sitting on the Twelve-Level Merit Lotus, he became furious, and the Medicine Master's infinite light burst out. He smashed the bowl in his hand towards the Mosquito Taoist and shouted loudly.

"Evil beast."

Taoist Mosquito narrowed his eyes and looked at the Medicine Buddha who suddenly appeared. He saw him staggering along the way and it was obvious that he was seriously injured. Naturally, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Burped.

Continue to greedily absorb the essence of the Twelve-Level Merit Lotus.

Puchi~
As the third petal of the lotus was swallowed into his stomach, his body could no longer bear the power of Taoist Mosquito. A charming female voice came from Taoist Mosquito's abdomen.

"Medicine Buddha, why do you have to make things difficult for me? I also have my life to save, and it is not convenient for me to continue chatting with you. I will leave now." The wings as thin as a cicada's wing spread out.

The golden Buddha light reflected thousands of sharp blades. Medicine Buddha was not careful and was blinded by the blades. "It hurts."

The Mosquito Taoist did not stop either. He looked at the back of Medicine Buddha with satisfaction. His blood was beating so fast that he wanted to swallow Medicine Buddha into his stomach, but at the last moment.

Still he suppressed it.

Then it turned into a gust of wind and flew towards Kunlun Mountain.

The twelve-grade golden lotus of merit in the main hall dropped three grades to become the ninth grade golden lotus, which also laid the foundation for the future Buddha Wu Tian to take charge of Lingshan.

(End of this chapter)