Jiayou's Fun

Extremely holy.

While he was struggling to break through the diaphragm of heaven and earth in the Holy Sky and invade the land fragments inside the Holy Sky, the Old Blood God himself was crossing his legs, humming a song, and enjoying the service of several pretty girls.

Cup after cup of the bright red wine, which was blended with spirit bird essence and blood and thousand-year-old wine, was continuously poured into the mouth. The old blood god waved his left hand gently, and a ball of blue-purple air danced lightly on his fingertips.

A little more...a little more... The old man of the Blood God smiled in a low voice: A hundred times more, and I can come in person!

Completely destroy the Holy Heaven...Jie Jie!

I must have a copy of that Immortal Certificate... Of course, the more, the better. The more, the better!

You want immortality, you want transcendence, you want eternal life... Dear friends, what are you going to exchange for it?

The Old Blood God was so excited that his whole body trembled: Hahaha, the cursed Gu sect's spiritual beast, that sky-devouring golden toad... I have been thinking about its blood essence for thousands of years!

If it can be refined into my own blood river, tsk tsk, the power can be increased by at least 30%!

An immortal decree, only in exchange for a golden toad from your Curse Gu sect, you have taken a huge advantage!

The old blood god was smiling proudly. Suddenly, the purple mist lingering on his fingertips burst like a soap bubble in the sun.

His body swayed slightly, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out more than ten feet away.

An unbearable sting came from the depths of his mind. The old blood god groaned, holding his head with both hands, and rolled down from the soft couch. He rolled awkwardly on the clouds for several times, and the bright red blood in his seven orifices It kept oozing out, and I felt really embarrassed for a while.

I!

The old blood god's body was trembling slightly, his face covered with blood twitched, and an extremely ferocious expression appeared on his old face.

The clone was destroyed, and there was not even a chance to send back any information.

What a powerful move this is?

How can there be such a person in this Holy Heaven? Although my clone's cultivation level is not high, but... the Supreme Immortal Order said that the inheritance of the Holy Heaven has long been annihilated, and today's monks can only cultivate the Golden Lotus realm. What?

The old blood god looked up at the sky. In the dark void, within the chaotic energy tides, little stars flickered feebly like dreamy bubbles.

The Supreme Immortals who are so high above us can also make mistakes!

The old blood god cursed in a low voice and stood up little by little with great difficulty.

He put his hands behind his back and let the blood drip from his face to the ground. He suddenly smiled and waved his hand: I will send a message to each clan leader and say, ancestor, I will invite them to attend the 'Treasure Seizing Celebration'.

Tell them, just say that my ancestor, my clone, raided the mountain gate of a certain small sect in the Holy Heaven and obtained their inherited treasure, a piece of power comparable to the 'Nine-Nine Deaths and Hundred Tribulations Tower' Heavy weapon!

Tell them, ancestor, I am happy, happy today!

So, please, all sect masters and old friends, come and eat something good, drink something good... let the children take out all those good things, um, a feast, a feast!

The old blood god smiled particularly brightly.

He chuckled a few times, and the old blood god said quietly: I can't be the only one who is unlucky? You guys must accompany me to vomit some blood together... The magical use of power can be compared with the 'Nine-Nine Deaths and Hundred Tribulation Tower' 'A powerful weapon to counterbalance, a rare treasure, I'm not afraid that you won't be tempted!

Streams of blood light quickly crossed the void and flew in all directions.

The most holy heaven.

Dayin.

Yincheng.

On the Baisha River, the drunken monk and Lu Qingyang remained silent. Thousands of miles apart, the two of them used their secret skills to communicate silently with the power of their souls.

Lu Qian concentrated and held his breath, looking at the hazy figures transformed by Shenzui and Lu Qingyang in the cabin.

The light and shadow flickered for a long time, and I didn't know what the two of them were talking about. Suddenly, I heard a long laugh from the Shenzui monk: That's great... My Buddhist sect is vast and can accommodate all the people in the world.

The figure of the drunken monk flashed with light, and then, a dense and extremely thick golden Buddha light appeared out of thin air. In the golden Buddha light, a transparent golden relic about the size of an egg and round in shape, with a phantom of a mountain hidden in it, slowly flew out and pressed towards Lu Qingyang's figure little by little.

Lu Qian's breathing stagnated.

His body swayed, and there was a 'click' sound, and the big chair under him suddenly shattered.

He could keenly sense that this golden relic contained incredible power. The golden relic slowly pressed towards Lu Qingyang, just like the legendary sacred mountain where the Buddha lectured, slowly smashing down on his head.

On the contrary, Lu Xiu and Lu Min, father and son, were too weak to perceive the power in this golden relic. They were just surprised by the magical power of the Shenzui monk who shot through the air from thousands of miles away. Other than that, they were not able to sense the power of the golden relic. No other unusual signs.

The expressions of the two old monks in the Fangcun Zen Forest changed slightly, and they clasped their hands together to praise the Buddha.

Lu Qingyang's figure smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and waved lightly.

Buddhism is vast, but it cannot accommodate all the things in the universe and the world of mortals!

A trace of light, swaying, hazy, unpredictable clouds and smoke slowly emerged. In an instant, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared in the cabin, and countless cities and villages emerged one by one in the mountains and rivers condensed by clouds and smoke. , flowers bloom and fall, bloom and bear fruit, the wind and rain in spring, the frost and dew in autumn, even the rising and falling of the sun, the rotation of the stars, all slowly emerge in this cloud and smoke.

Buddhism condenses infinite power into itself.

Fu Dao, transform the creation of heaven and earth for your own use.

In terms of cultivation level, Lu Qingyang is obviously far inferior to Monk Shenzui.

But the relic that the monk Shenzui threw out from Haojing City was thousands of miles away. After it slowly smashed into the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers made of clouds and smoke, the relic became stagnant in the void.

‘Boom! ’

Baishajiang trembled slightly.

‘Boom’!

Yincheng shook up and down.

‘Boom’!

Thousands of miles of peach blossom forests outside the city swayed together, and countless ripe peaches fell to the ground like raindrops.

‘Boom’!

The entire Lezhou, and even the ground in several surrounding states, shook slightly, and deep dragon roars could be heard faintly underground. In the sky over several states, clouds and smoke were lingering, the glow was endless, and translucent peach petals were falling from the sky.

With a 'click' sound, the golden relic shattered.

In the cabin, Shenzui Monk and Lu Qingyang, who were also formed into figures with light and shadow, both vomited blood.

What a sour scholar! the drunken monk shouted.

What a bastard! Lu Qingyang also yelled.

The two of them wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with almost the same movement, and then laughed at the same time.

Shenzui saluted Lu Qingyang with his hands folded.

Lu Qingyang raised his hand towards Shenzui.

We, the Buddhist sect, will take advantage of this opportunity to unify the Holy Heaven! Monk Shenzui's voice was extremely clear, but what he said made Lu Qi moved with horror: This is the three sects, three temples and three Zen forests of Buddhism, including Lao Na. Including, the unanimous decision of the nine sect masters, three hundred elders, and the chief!

I, as long as I can live in a corner of the world of mortals, that's all. Lu Qingyang's attitude was also very clear: I will not get involved in the disputes between your Buddhist, Taoist, and Demonic sects... I am just a scholar!

Shen Zui nodded and pointed towards Lu Qian: That's very good. Fahai is the reincarnation of the true Buddha of our Buddhist sect, and the master is a world-renowned figure in the world of mortals... If you accept him as a registered disciple, you will be able to practice Talisman Dao. In order to pass it on to him in full, the master’s lineage should protect our Buddhist dharma from generation to generation!”

Shen Zui pointed at Lu Min again: The master's teachings must be passed on to Lu Min in the future. This is the bottom line of my Buddhism!

Lu Qingyang chuckled and shook his head: You Buddhists are a bit too domineering.

Shenzui smiled and nodded: I've always been so domineering...

Good! Lu Qingyang took a deep look at Shenzui. The figure transformed by light and shadow stretched out his hand and held the cracked relic in his palm: I need some supplements for my soul cultivation. Buddhism The true Buddha's relics are nothing short of supreme and wonderful... This matter has been settled.

The drunken monk smiled and slowly disappeared.

Lu Qingyang also smiled and nodded towards Lu Qian: Fahai? This name is so unpleasant... But how can there be a good name for the thief's bald monk? Lu Qian, in the future, you Just follow me and learn the talisman!

Shaking his head, Lu Qingyang sighed: The old bald man said that you are the reincarnation of the real Buddha? Oh, maybe? I don't expect you to learn much, but since you agreed to their conditions, I will naturally try my best to teach the true meaning and secrets. You can Just don’t worry.”

Lu Qian bowed to Lu Qingyang in confusion.

Okay, here you are, becoming Lu Qingyang’s registered disciple again? And his own father, Lu Min, is already destined to be the future head coach of Lu Qingyang's lineage?

Tsk, what a Buddhist spirit.

Want to take advantage of this opportunity for heaven and earth to revive and unify the Holy Heaven?

Heaven above!

When he was in Wuzhou City, Lu Qian originally thought that the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demons in the Holy Heaven could work together to fight Yuan Ling when he saw Shen Zui, the Second Sword Master of Chong, and the Master of Corpse Demon enjoying themselves harmoniously. The enemy is there.

Emotions, does Buddhism still have such ambitions?

The nine sect masters, more than 300 elders, and the head of the group made a completely unanimous decision?

A bunch of old bald thieves are really cruel!

Lu Qingyang's figure slowly dispersed, and the two old monks from the Fangcun Zen Forest also took Lu Xiu, who had breathed out, back to Dayin Military Camp in the north of Yangjiang River.

In the following period, despite the changes in Dayin, there was no movement in Dayin and Yincheng.

Suddenly, at the end of Jiayou's 19th year, at noon on December 30th, a piece of news quickly spread throughout Dayin with the force of thunder and fire, and then quickly spread to the princes in all directions and the four major states. Drive away.

Xin Yin received help from strangers and defeated the elite army commanded by General Lu Xiu of Dayin in one battle.

The strangers from Dayinfang went to war and fought on the Yangjiang River, forcibly widening the entire Yangjiang River ten times!

Dayin and Xinyin were strangers, and neither could do anything to the other, so the two sides agreed to use the Yangjiang River as the boundary river and divide the river to rule... The north of the Yangtze River was Dayin, and the south of the Yangtze River was Xinyin. The two sides stopped fighting and formed a brotherhood. good!

When the news came out, all the princes from all over the country almost vomited blood at the same time.

This, what is this?

To rule by crossing the river?

How could he endure such ambitious people as Yinxi? How could he tolerate it?