I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 164 May I ask fellow Taoist, are you a disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Sect?

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Wujiu's heart skipped a beat. At that moment, the street beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.

The sky and the earth suddenly brightened.

In an instant, every corner of the long street was lit up, without a single shadow.

The light suddenly came from above.

Lu Wujiu suddenly looked up, and in a startled glance, he saw a silver-white snake spear falling from the sky and piercing down fiercely.

"Thorn-"

Where is the spear then?

It's clearly a flash of lightning!
All this happened so fast that Lu Wujiu was caught off guard. As the lightning flashed in his eyes, it had already penetrated his body.

The dazzling light made it impossible for Lu Wujiu to transform into a shadow, and he could only endure it.

"Boom!"

The lightning snake spear enveloped Lu Wujiu with a loud bang and landed on the long street, emitting the wrath of a god killing the sky. The lightning spread out and turned into electric snakes, spreading in all directions.

This is not over yet. This attack seemed to have opened up nine levels of thunder tribulation.

Bolts of lightning fell from the sky, landing one after another around the long street. The dazzling arcs of electricity seemed to form a net that would turn their prey into blood.

After a long time, the lightning gradually disappeared, but the dark clouds in the sky did not disperse. They were still rolling, roaring, and electric snakes were moving around, as if giving birth to the next round of storm.

Looking at the long street again, it has turned into a piece of glass.

Not far away, Liu Qingtan, with his clothes withered, looked at the scene in front of him, with a smile on his face, but tears in the corners of his eyes.

"why are you crying?"

A gentle voice came from behind.

Occasionally, lightning flashed through the clouds, illuminating the face of the man with the voice, a handsome, feminine, and graceful man.

"I, I don't know why. Although Mr. Lu killed the master, he also protected the old Luguan."

"Shelter? You're just young and easily fooled. That's not shelter at all. It's clearly an attempt to embezzle the inheritance your master left you!"

Liu Qingtan was stunned, and after a long time, he said in a trembling voice:

"...Brother, you are right."

"Let's go. From now on, Lao Luguan will always be yours. No one can take it away."

The handsome figure patted Liu Qingtan on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the city gate.

When they reached the city gate, they suddenly stopped.

At the city gate, Lu Wujiu smiled and bowed, "Friend Hua, long time no see."

Hua Chaoge's pupils suddenly shrank and he subconsciously looked back.

The long street, still steaming with heat, reminded him that a terrible thunderstorm had just passed.

"No need to look. I have the Black Dragon King as my ghost king. Even a little bit of lightning power can't hurt me."

Lu Wujiu made a hand gesture with one hand, and the neck and back of his hands exposed outside his clothes were immediately covered with scales.

"You have two county deeds?"

"You're not a qualified assassin if you're slow to react."

"Impossible! The Black Dragon King is only at the second level of Great Perfection. Not to mention that he specializes in the Way of Water, even if he specializes in Thunder, he would not be able to withstand this Purple Sky Divine Thunder!"

"That only shows that you know very little about the Black Dragon King."

Lu Wujiu smiled misleadingly, his eyes falling on Liu Qingtan: "Let Liu Qingtan go, otherwise you will be alone. I don't mind letting the Nine Plagues unfold in Fangzhong Sect."

"Thorn-"

Suddenly, the tomb guardian beast outside the city gate turned into a phantom and slapped towards Lu Wujiu.

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, the body of the tomb guardian beast passed through Lu Wujiu's body and slammed heavily at the city gate.

"Fellow Daoist, have you decided to fight to the death?"

Lu Wujiu's smile faded.

Hua Chaoge narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice after a long moment, "I don't understand. Fellow Daoist is harming my Fangzhong Sect simply because of the ascension ceremony of Old Lushan God?" Lu Wujiu smiled, "Isn't that enough?"

Hua Chaoge felt a little absurd when he heard this.

To be honest, he never took seriously the fact that the deputy leader of Huanxi Hall took advantage of the old Lushan God's ascent to the stairs to seduce all the wild monsters in the hall.

If you offend, you will offend.

The Fangzhong faction is wealthy and powerful, not to mention that they have enemies everywhere. Even if they are honest and decent, they still have enemies everywhere.

The reason is simple: an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure.

In order to maintain the Fangzhong Sect, he donated a lot of his annual income to other sects in the name of transactions.

But he still didn't expect that this little thing would lead to a series of troubles.

To the point of fighting to the death with Lu Wujiu.

"It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Why should we let two factions confront each other and fight to the death over a small grudge?"

"That makes sense. Since you've said so, let's shake hands and make peace."

Lu Wujiu said casually.

Hua Chaoge looked at Lu Wujiu's casual posture, his eyes flickering as he smiled and said, "Then it's a deal!"

As he finished speaking, the city beneath his feet suddenly rumbled, the streets shrank, and the city gates collapsed. In just a moment, it turned into a fist-sized stone sculpture.

The stone sculpture spat out the willow ash, which then turned into a stream of light and sank into the soil.

At the same time, the earth's crust, having lost the support of the city, collapsed.

The shadows under Lu Wujiu's feet swarmed forward, rolled up Liu Qingtan, and turned into a stream of light, rushing out before the corridor collapsed.

"Rumble..."

As soon as he rushed out of the corridor, he saw the ground outside collapsing and the mountains and forests falling down.

Not long after, several figures appeared almost one after another.

It was Yan Qi, Lao Lu Mountain God, Wang Ying...

What surprised Lu Wujiu was that the headmaster of Shenxiao was also among them.

"Master, what happened?"

The old Lushan God looked at the collapsed ground in front of him with a confused look on his face. Although his authority did not cover this place, when he swept his divine sense across it, he could not find anything special.

"It's okay, just meeting an old friend!"

Lu Wujiu didn't mention Hua Chaoge to avoid confusion. "Yan Qi, Liu Qingtan has suffered a mental shock and may be talking nonsense. You come and take care of him."

Yan Qi, the Goddess of Fertility who once served under the Fangzhong Sect, glanced at Liu Qingtan and immediately realized something. She quickly replied "yes", and shadows swarmed out from under her feet, lifted up Liu Qingtan, and walked towards the Laolu Temple on the mountain.

Lu Wujiu then said to the headmaster of Shenxiao: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh at the trivial matters in the mountains."

The headmaster of the Divine Sky Sect quickly bowed in return, "No, it is I who have come here without permission. I hope you will forgive me for any offense I have caused."

This polite gesture made everyone's eyes sparkle.

You know, the head of Shenxiao is a fourth-class cultivator, far superior to Lu Wujiu.

To be neither arrogant nor conceited in such a cultivation is the greatest respect.

"You are too polite, my friend. This is not the place to talk. You may as well move to my humble room."

"Good good."

The headmaster of Shenxiao was very polite.

Led by Lu Wujiu, the two walked one in front and one behind towards the nursing home at the foot of the mountain.

After entering the study and the host and guest took their seats, Lu Wujiu took the initiative to ask, "Master Liu once said that fellow Taoist had come to pay a visit. I wonder what it was about?"

The breathing of Master Shenxiao quickened slightly.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, he was still caught off guard when this moment came.

He took a deep breath, his eyes piercing as he asked, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, are you a disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Sect?"

(End of this chapter)