The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

The world of immortals and Buddhas.

In the vast void, there were pavilions and towers everywhere. Figures in long robes flew out from them one after another.

There was a smile on everyone's face, and the aura they exuded seemed unfathomable. Their eyes were filled with greed.

"The once-a-year opportunity to devour the luck of the Nine Provinces has arrived. I hope I can devour more so that my cultivation can reach a higher level."

"Don't be greedy. Be careful not to swallow too much. You won't be able to refine it. Instead, you will be attacked back and become possessed. You will die."

"Fortunately, I chose to ascend to the immortal world and became an immortal. If I were in Jiuzhou, I would have turned into a pile of yellow earth long ago."

The gods and immortals in the world of immortals and Buddhas spoke freely, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Moon. Every year, only at that moment, the South Gate of Jiuzhou and the world of immortals and Buddhas would open, allowing these heavenly immortals to devour the luck and spiritual power of Jiuzhou.

In the extreme west of the world of immortals and Buddhas, there is a huge golden Buddhist temple filled with golden light, with many Buddhas and Maitreya sitting on both sides.

They looked pious and gestured with their hands as if in a Buddhist salute. On a cushion in the front, a lotus emanated golden light and slowly floated up.

"Amitabha!"

When many Buddhas and Maitreyas saw this scene, their eyes were filled with fanaticism and they put their hands together, as if waiting for something.

In the next instant, a golden Buddha statue slowly condensed above the flying cushion and lotus and turned into a Buddha statue.

He is the Lord of the Buddhist world in the world of immortals and Buddhas, the Lord of the Buddhist temple, the Great Freedom Buddha!

"Jiuzhou has undergone some changes in recent years. When the South Gate opens, everyone will rely on their own abilities to absorb as much luck as they can."

The voice of Mahadeva Buddha was very mellow and seemed to echo throughout the entire Buddhist temple and into the minds of many Buddhas and Maitreya. They were also on high alert, waiting for the South Gate to open.

Time passed minute by minute, and the blood-red moon in the distance was gradually obscured by the dark clouds, and the entire world of immortals and Buddhas trembled slightly.

At the place where the south gate was located, the vaguely visible door kept shaking and swaying, and gradually began to open slowly to both sides.

"You are a bunch of cowards. For so many years, you have only dared to hide in the Immortal Buddha Realm, devouring the luck of the Nine Provinces. It is really despicable."

Outside the South Gate, Old Man Guiguzi was holding a rattan stick in his hand, standing outside the South Gate with one stick for each person. His eyes were filled with brilliance and his face was full of contempt.

The sound spread far away in the direction of the South Gate, but no sound came from inside the South Gate. The area of ​​the South Gate opened larger and larger, and the luck of the entire Kyushu began to emanate from the heaven and earth, and was converging in the direction of the South Gate.

"There are so many immortals and Buddhas in the world of immortals and Buddhas, but you only dare to do such sneaky things?" Immediately above the South Gate, a somewhat kind yet extremely domineering voice resounded through the sky. His voice was like an edict that could penetrate the void and pass through the South Gate.

"Saint Confucius, oh Saint Confucius, you don't have much time left. How many years do you think you can live?" After a brief silence, a voice came from inside the South Gate.

The owner of the voice was none other than the Lord of the Buddhist temple, Mahadeva Buddha. His eyes were filled with golden Buddha light. As long as Confucius died, his Buddhist teachings would be spread to a wider area in Kyushu.

"You bald donkey, you are at least a great monk. Don't you dare to show up from the south gate and fight with me?" Confucius said coldly.

"Monks never like to fight. There is no point in fighting with you."

The Great Freedom Buddha would naturally not be provoked by Confucius.

"Hahaha……"

Upon hearing this, Confucius laughed loudly towards the sky.

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"

"I, Confucius, have guarded the Nine Provinces for three thousand years, another three thousand years, and another three thousand years. If any immortal from heaven dares to come to this world, I will destroy him to ashes!"

There was an incomparable domineering aura in the voice. Between the hills, a white-haired old man in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was standing between heaven and earth.

A few wrinkles appeared on his old face, but there was a wisdom in the depths of his eyes, and he looked quiet and peaceful.

"If this bunch of cowards dare to come to Jiuzhou, I will kill them and feed them to the dogs!" At this moment, another voice sounded above the South Gate.

Faintly, I saw a burly man wearing a gray robe and holding a big knife in his hand.

woohoo hoo...

The speed at which the South Gate opened did not stop because of the words of the three of them. Instead, it opened faster and faster. The luck and spiritual power of Jiuzhou also began to flow towards the strange void behind the South Gate.

"Close the South Gate!"

When Old Man Guiguzi saw this scene, his old eyes were filled with anger. He held a rattan stick in his hand and shouted loudly. The rattan stick actually extended towards the South Gate in the distance and hung on the South Gate. The space was shaking and the South Gate was also entangled by the rattan stick and did not open.

"Jiuzhou is destined to be the nourishment of the world of immortals and Buddhas. Why do you have to struggle?" Above the Immortal Palace, a middle-aged man in a white robe was intimidating without even getting angry. He was also constantly absorbing the luck of Jiuzhou. He couldn't help but say when he felt that Old Man Guigu had single-handedly prevented the South Gate from opening completely.

"We are all from Jiuzhou. If anyone wants to destroy Jiuzhou, I will have to die!" Old Man Guigu knew very well that the immortal and Buddha world's devouring of Jiuzhou's luck would only lead to the exhaustion of Jiuzhou's luck. By then, all people would become mortals, and it was very likely that Jiuzhou would disappear completely in the future.

The most terrifying thing is that the power of rules in Jiuzhou has disappeared, and the immortals and Buddhas in the world of immortals and Buddhas are no longer bound and can come to Jiuzhou freely.

That would be tantamount to destruction for Jiuzhou.

"People from Jiuzhou? You are so narrow-minded. The world runs according to the rules of freedom. Who can go against the will of heaven?" The Lord of the Immortal World could not help but shook his head. He felt that Old Man Guiguzi and others were really too stupid.

Qingya Pavilion.

The blood-red moon above was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Everyone's drinks have arrived.

At this moment in the inner courtyard, only Ye Feng was still sitting there, looking up at the night sky in the distance.

"I don't care how much luck you want to devour."

"The problem is, I worked so hard to build up the national destiny of the Song Dynasty, and you guys actually want to tamper with it?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but stand up, his brows furrowed.

The Song Dynasty's fortune was exhausted, and it had finally gathered a little bit of it. But now it was being carried by a strange force and flowing towards the south of Kyushu.