People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 52: The Immortals Discuss, the Big Card

"Such a grand ceremony?"

“Why can they go in directly while we have to queue here?”

One of the immortals looked somewhat indignant, with a gloomy face, and a murderous aura emanating from him. His eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had practiced some extreme magic.

The calamity affected his mind.

The barefoot immortal in the queue in front was waving the palm-leaf fan in his hand and looking at the immortal behind him. The immortal had sharp fangs, a bloody mouth, distorted facial features, and three hands.

Somewhat unhappy.

But he still asked calmly: "Your Highness, why do you need anyone?"

"I am Taoist Ma Yuan from the White Bone Cave in Skull Mountain."

"do not know."

The barefoot immortal shook his head and looked at Taoist Ma Yuan, who he knew was an evil cultivator at first glance. He did not want to talk any more, so he turned around and walked forward.

Ma Yuan was a little angry. He grabbed the barefoot immortal's sleeve and asked angrily, "I am an outer sect disciple of Jiejiao. Am I not as good as a casual immortal like you?"

"How dare you ignore me like this? Believe it or not, I will dig out your heart and eat it."

The barefoot immortal shook his head and moved the palm-leaf fan in his hand. A gust of breeze and a wisp of flame fell on Ma Yuan's body, instantly igniting a raging fire that burned Ma Yuan and made him scream.

"You are just an outer sect disciple. There are hundreds of thousands of Jiejiao disciples. Are you sure you don't know the three people who walked in front of you?"

Ma Yuan was somewhat resentful and stared at the barefoot immortal, rolling on the ground. Lu Yue could not bear to watch it any longer, so he exhaled a breath of miasma, which soaked into Ma Yuan's body and extinguished the heavenly fire on his body.

"Who?"

The barefoot immortal was suspicious and did not realize who was helping Ma Yuan.

He said patiently, "I didn't mean to tease the Jiejiao disciple Ma Yuan, but he was too much of a bully and wanted to take advantage of me, so I taught him a lesson. I hope you won't blame me."

a long time!

No one answered.

He helped Ma Yuan up and warned him, "Fellow Daoist, please do not disturb us. The person who just entered is Guangchengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. He has great blessings and luck, and a cloud of celebration is hanging over his head. As a disciple of the Jie Sect, haven't you seen him before?"

The barefoot immortal stared at Ma Yuan suspiciously.

Ma Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment, feeling a cool sensation throughout his body. He knew that he was saved by his fellow apprentice brother, which made the barefoot immortal look at him with new eyes. Otherwise, he would have been burned to death by the heavenly fire long ago.

He was just an inconspicuous one among the tens of thousands of outer disciples of Jiejiao. He practiced the Shangqing Immortal Method but did not enter the door. Instead, he learned some unconventional ways and was not liked by his senior brothers.

Even if you were sitting on Jin'ao Island to listen to the saint's sermon, you would still be sitting at the last seat.

How have you met the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect?

"I."

The barefoot immortal was a registered disciple of the Supreme Saint, so he naturally knew Ma Yuan's situation. He continued, "The one standing behind Guangchengzi is Jade Ding Zhenren, who has cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to the sixth level. He cannot be soaked by magic weapons or extinguished by fire. As for the one next to him, he is even more extraordinary. He is Taiyi Zhenren. It is said that he has a flying fairy sword that can take people's heads from a thousand miles away."

Ma Yuan withdrew his unwilling gaze.

He said disdainfully: "The Twelve Golden Immortals are nothing more than this. If my Senior Brother Duobao from Jiejiao were here again, he would not allow them to be so presumptuous."

"Maybe."

The barefoot immortal did not stop. After handing the invitation in his hand to the heavenly soldiers and generals, he walked directly into the South Gate of Heaven and met a very confident guy.

Not very capable.

The senior brother who moved out may not even have met him.

What is there to be proud of?

Hey!
Do not understand.

Instead of pinning your hopes on others, it is better to calm down and improve your own strength.

Guangchengzi, along with Jade Ding Zhenren and Taiyi Zhenren, sat at the upper seat, on the left hand side of Lord Haotian. As soon as they sat down, they saw many immortals bowing slightly in the direction of the three of them.

Only a few quasi-saints remained motionless, but they also smiled. "Yuanshi Tianzun has accepted three good disciples." Zhen Yuanzi smiled at Guang Chengzi in a friendly way.

"Thank you, Immortal Zhenyuan, for your praise." Guangchengzi bowed slightly with satisfaction, sat on the cushion and closed his eyes to rest.

Just now.

Lu Yue, along with his disciples Yang Chan and Yang Jian, walked towards the South Heavenly Gate. The heavenly soldiers and generals who had originally received many immortals saluted respectfully after seeing Lu Yue.

"Greetings to the Plague Emperor Haotian."

at the moment.

The Conferred God Ceremony has not yet begun.

In the Heavenly Palace, the Four Emperors had not returned, many god positions were vacant, and there were only a few big cats and small cats left. Lu Yue took advantage of the situation and said hello to the giant spirit, the guardian of the South Gate of Heaven.

Then he walked directly into the South Gate of Heaven.

"Who is this person?"

"Why haven't we heard of this person?"

"Why would the heavenly soldiers and generals at the South Heaven Gate salute him?" Some ignorant immortals were full of curiosity. They had heard of the reputation of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"But this person's status is even higher than that of the Golden Immortals such as Guang Chengzi. Could he be a quasi-saint with the same level of cultivation as the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi?"

"No."

Ao Guang, the leader of the Four Sea Dragon Kings, stood out from the crowd and looked at Lv Yue's back with a respectful look. After bowing, he stood up and explained, "The Immortal is Lv Yue, an outer sect disciple of Jiejiao."

"what!"

"do not know."

"You are short-sighted."

"Plague God Lu Yue, you don't even know whether you are still a casual cultivator." A somewhat frightened immortal pointed at the indifferent immortal in front of him and shouted angrily.

"If you want to die, don't drag us down with you."

“The Immortal Lü Yue is the Plague Emperor Haotian appointed by the God of Haotian. He is not just any random person. He has killed millions of demons with a wave of his hand and even wiped out an entire race.

He is the plague god who roamed the world since ancient times."

"No."

Some timid immortals thought that they should leave heaven as soon as possible. If Lu Yue held a grudge against them, their lives might be in danger, so they argued anxiously.

"Before, I also happened to see the Plague God Lü Yue. He didn't have three heads and six arms, three eyes between his eyebrows, red hair and blue face, and a bright red robe. The immortal who just entered is clearly an immortal who has attained the Tao, with a deep source of blessings and auspicious clouds flowing around him. In any case, he does not match the image described."

"Is it possible that Immortal Lu Yue has made a breakthrough in his cultivation and returned to his original state? I heard that he is one of the first innate humans created by Saint Nuwa."

"possible."

Upon hearing this, all the immortals bowed respectfully towards Lu Yue's back and continued to line up at the entrance of Nantianmen. As for the casual cultivator who spoke too quickly just now, he wished he could grow two more wings.

He dived into the void and went home to prepare for his funeral.

Lu Yue didn't know what happened at Nantianmen. Otherwise, he would have cried out that he was wronged. He was not a demon, so how could people vent their anger on him over such a trivial matter?

After seeing Lu Yue bringing Yang Jian and Yang Chan into the South Heavenly Gate, Yang Chan, who was a little nervous, and Yang Jian looked back curiously. Yang Chan playfully pulled Lu Yue's sleeve.

He smiled and said, "Master, they are paying homage to you and seem to respect you very much."

"Is it possible that they are afraid of me, your master?"

Lu Yue's reputation in the ancient world was never one of kindness, but of being a master of plague and killing people. However, since they gave him so much face, Lu Yue naturally could not turn a blind eye.

Turn around and bow slightly to them.

It can be considered as a meeting between us.

(End of this chapter)