People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 388: West Kunlun, Medicine Saint's Journey, Mystery Revealed

West Kunlun.

Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and tigers are majestic. In this paradise, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and hot springs are lingering.

A fairyland scene.

A ray of light fell, revealing a purple-gold rolling dragon fairy robe. It was exactly Lu Yue's original corpse, the Ziwei Emperor.

At the moment when Emperor Ziwei fell, a mountain beast with a human body came to Lu Yue and transformed into a handsome man. It was none other than Luwu, the sacred beast of the mountain of West Kunlun.

“It turns out that it is Emperor Ziwei who has come in person. Queen Mother is playing chess in the paradise. I will lead the way for Emperor Ziwei.” Lu Wu looked respectful. It was said that this man had eyes that could distinguish good from evil.

The most extraordinary.

Lu Yue nodded slightly, looking at Lu Wu's cultivation, which had already reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian. If he were placed outside, he would also be the ancestor of a sect.

He was willing to protect West Kunlun for the Queen Mother of the West, which shows his loyalty.

In the Dongtian Mansion.

Lu Yue looked at the Queen Mother of the West, who was graceful and elegant, and was playing chess with an old man.

Lu Yue took a closer look and found that the old man's cultivation was unfathomable. The Queen Mother of the West had few good friends in the prehistoric world since she was punished by Hongjun Daozu.

There are not many ancient immortals who dare to set foot here. He must be a guest of Zixiao Palace of the same generation as him, and they are friends on an equal footing. At the very least, he must be a great Hunyuan master.

The old man's eyesight was a little blurry, and there was a faint herbal fragrance lingering on his body. It must be the innate spiritual root that has taken shape. Therefore, Lu Yue couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

In the ancient times, there are only two famous figures who have transformed their innate spiritual roots. One is the ancestor Yangmei, who can compete with the Taoist Hongjun, and the other is the immortal Zhenyuanzi.

It is known as: The immortal palace of immortality, the god of longevity as great as the sky.

The lace-edged beard was so engrossed in playing chess that he unknowingly plucked a strand of his snow-white beard, which fell to the ground and turned into an immortal elixir, He Shou Wu (He Shou Wu), comparable to the ginseng fruit of the great immortal Zhen Yuan Zi.

The Queen Mother of the West obediently picked up the Polygonum multiflorum on the ground and transplanted it outside the house.

The Queen Mother of the West smiled and joked, "Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, you seldom come to my palace's West Kunlun. Is there anything important today?" Now is the time of the Conferred God Tribulation.

Except for ambitious demon saints like the ancestor Kunpeng, few creatures in the ancient times would take the initiative to participate in it. To put it bluntly, the battle between Chan and Jie was an internal matter of the Xuanmen.

If they participate, not only will there be no benefit, but they may also get themselves involved.

Therefore: No one is willing to do something that is thankless.

“This is the Medicine Saint, who practices in the Chaos Green Mist World and is now a cultivator of the Third Level of Hunyuan.” After the Queen Mother of the West introduced the Medicine Saint to Lu Yue, she continued to look down at the chessboard.

The main reason is that Medicine Saint is a bit dishonest and has done a lot of things like secretly moving chess pieces. It was originally just a game to kill time, but he is a stubborn old man.

Competitive!
What I can't tolerate the most is admitting defeat.

The Medicine Saint raised his head and saw Lv Yue. He could not help but sigh, "Every generation has talented people. The new generation is better than the old. We are born with great potential. I have only practiced at the third level of Hunyuan, but fellow Taoist Lv Yue is almost as good as me."

Queen Mother of the West smiled and nodded.

“Fellow Daoist Lu Yue does have many opportunities, but he is also a person who bears great karma. Medicine Saint, you should not look at him. He only looks noble in front of others, but he is beaten behind their backs.

Lu Yue has gone through many hardships along the way, fighting against the sky, the earth, and people. The three causes and effects of heaven, earth, and man, even I still don’t dare to think that I can defeat the three causes and effects of heaven, earth, and man. "

Medicine Saint frowned slightly. Seeing Lu Yue's visit, he had no intention of continuing to play chess. He flicked his sleeves and directly messed up the chessboard. He smiled and said, "This game is a draw."

"Xuan Nu, you little girl, you have transplanted several of the Taoist's beards. Don't use them to make soup. If you keep them for a few more years, you can breed a few Golden Immortals."

Lady of the Nine Heavens curled her lips.

"Senior Medicine Saint, I want to break through my current cultivation level. Can you let me eat one after they mature?" "You are so weird!"

The Medicine Saint shook his head helplessly: "Eat it. Sooner or later, your stomach will be full. Then we'll see if you still want to eat."

After the Queen Mother of the West dismissed the Lady of the Nine Heavens, she said, "Medicine Saint, you are cheating. I clearly have the upper hand. You will be defeated in less than three steps."

The Medicine Saint said disdainfully.

"Who said that? I said you were going to retreat. Was it me giving you face?"

The Queen Mother of the West shook her head.

The Medicine Saint set his eyes on Lu Yue and said, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think? If your answer is good, I can give you a few innate spiritual roots to plant in the courtyard.

It can also suppress the luck of a region."

Lu Yue smiled and shook his head, staring at the Medicine Saint carefully for a long time. No wonder this person could become a saint. He could directly wholesale his innate spiritual roots, whether he was trading with other Hunyuan masters or suppressing his own luck.

Over time and over time.

Nature can be sanctified.

Then he smiled and said, "Senior Medicine Saint, I haven't seen through the chessboard, and I'm not familiar with the difference between winning and losing. But I have a good memory, so how about restoring the chessboard?"

"You're so boring."

The Medicine Saint was playing dirty, obviously unwilling to continue the game with the Queen Mother of the West. After a moment of rage, he was stunned. He continued, "Daoist Lü Yue, Daoist Queen Mother of the West was right in choosing your allies.

You are worth making friends with.”

Lu Yue had an indifferent expression and did not show much enthusiasm towards the sudden appearance of the Medicine Saint, whose original form was Polygonum multiflorum. The main reason was: the ancient world ruled by fists.

But it's not something he can deny with just a few words.

Another thing is that the two of them are actually not familiar with each other.

If Lu Yue said against his will that the Medicine Saint had the upper hand just because he had a few innate spiritual roots, then how would he get along with the Queen Mother of the West in the future? Isn't this a typical case of losing the watermelon and picking up sesame seeds?

Not worth it.

The Queen Mother of the West smiled.

"This chessboard was given to me by a fellow Taoist in the past chaos. You play with black chess first, and use your mysteries to comprehend the Dao. When playing against others, you are betting on your own mysteries and luck to interpret the general trend of heaven and earth. Daoist Medicine Saint will naturally be suppressed by me when he enters this game."

Queen Mother of the West explained with a smile.

Although the Medicine Saint is a creature from the ancient times, he has been away from the ancient times for too long, and his luck is so thin that it can be almost ignored. Naturally, he can't be a match for the Queen Mother of the West.

The Medicine Saint sighed, looked at the black chessboard in front of him, casually threw the white piece in his hand onto the chessboard, and said, "Queen Mother of the West, in terms of years of planning, I am not as good as you after all."

“I am just a congenital spiritual root in human form. No matter in terms of accumulation of foundation or understanding, I am still not as good as congenital creatures. I was lucky to receive the teachings of Patriarch Yangmei and to achieve the Dao of Hunyuan.”

The Queen Mother of the West nodded silently. In the past, in the chaos, she was abandoned by Patriarch Yangmei, which led to her being deprived of the Honghuang Qingmiao Dao Fruit by Daoist Patriarch Hongjun. She had no choice but to enter the Black Turtle World and her spirit merged with the purple air.

The reason why the Medicine Saint comes here now.

Is it just to repair her relationship with Patriarch Yangmei?
Things have changed and people have changed?

Naturally, it was impossible to go back to the past, so his trip was doomed to failure.

(End of this chapter)