Chapter 296: Divide the River and Rule
The most holy place in the world.
While struggling to break through the diaphragm of heaven and earth of Jishengtian and invade the land fragments inside Jishengtian, the old Blood God was sitting with his legs crossed, humming a song, and enjoying the service of several pretty girls.
Cup after cup of deep red wine, made from the essence and blood of spiritual birds and thousand-year-old wine, was poured into his mouth continuously. The Blood God old man waved his left hand gently, and a ball of purple-blue air danced lightly at his fingertips.
“A little more… a little more…” The Blood God old man laughed softly, “If there are about a hundred times more, I can come here in person!”
"Completely destroy Jishengtian...hehehe!"
"I must have a share of that Immortal Edict... Of course, the more the better. The more the better!"
"You want the immortal edict, you want transcendence, you want longevity... my friends, what are you prepared to exchange for it?"
The old man, the Blood God, was so excited that he was shaking all over. "Haha, the guardian spirit beast of the Curse Gu Sect, the Sky-Swallowing Golden Toad... I have been thinking about its blood essence for thousands of years !"
"If I can refine it into my lifeblood river, the power will increase by at least 30%!"
"One immortal edict in exchange for a golden toad from your Curse Gu Sect. You are taking advantage of me!"
The old Blood God was smiling triumphantly, when suddenly, the purple mist lingering around his fingertips popped and burst like a soap bubble in the sun.
His body shook slightly, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out more than ten feet away.
An unbearable pain came from deep within his mind. The old Blood God groaned, held his head with both hands, and rolled off the couch. He rolled awkwardly on the cloud for a few times, and bright red blood continued to seep out of his seven orifices. He looked very miserable for a moment.
"I!"
The old Blood God's body was trembling slightly, his blood-stained face twitched, and an extremely ferocious expression appeared on his old face.
"The clone was destroyed, and there was no chance for him to send back any information."
"What kind of powerful person is this?"
"How could there be such a person in Jishengtian? My clone's cultivation is not high, but... didn't the Supreme Immortal Order say that Jishengtian's inheritance had long been lost, and today's cultivators are at most at the Golden Lotus Realm?"
The old Blood God looked up at the sky. In the dark void, within the chaotic energy tides, the starlight seemed like a dream bubble, flickering weakly.
"The high and mighty immortals can also make mistakes!"
The old Blood God cursed softly and stood up little by little with great difficulty.
He put his hands behind his back, letting the blood on his face drip onto the ground. He suddenly laughed and waved his hand: "Send invitations to the heads of all clans, and tell them that I, the ancestor, invite them to attend the 'treasure hunting celebration'."
"Tell them that my clone, the ancestor, raided the mountain gate of a small sect in Jishengtian and obtained their inheritance treasure, a heavy weapon that is as powerful as the 'Nine-Nine Disasters and Hundred Tribulations Tower'!"
"Tell them that I, the ancestor, am happy and delighted today!"
“So, please, all the clan leaders 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.
After a few chuckles, the Blood God said in a deep voice, "I can't be the only one who suffers from this misfortune, can I? You all should at least share some of your hard work with me... I'm not afraid that you won't be tempted by a powerful and rare weapon that can rival the 'Nine-Nine Disasters and Hundred Tribulations Tower'!"
Rays of blood quickly streaked across the void and flew in all directions.
The most holy heaven.
Dayin.
Yincheng.
On the Baisha River, Monk Shenzui and Lu Qingyang remained silent. Even though they were separated by tens of thousands of miles, they performed secret techniques and communicated silently with the power of their spirits.
Lu Yi concentrated and held his breath, looking at the hazy figures of Shenzui and Lu Qingyang in the cabin.
The light and shadow flickered for a long time, and no one knew what the two had talked about. Suddenly, Monk Shenzui laughed loudly: "That's good. My Buddhist sect is vast and can accommodate all those who can be saved in the world."
The figure of the drunk monk flashed with light, and then a golden Buddha light of great thickness appeared out of thin air. In the golden Buddha light, a transparent golden relic the size of an egg, round in shape, with a faint shadow of a mountain inside flew out, and pressed towards Lu Qingyang's figure little by little.
Lu Yu's breathing stagnated.
His body shook, and with a "crack", the chair he was sitting on shattered instantly.
He could keenly sense that this golden relic contained an incredible and powerful force. The golden relic slowly pressed towards Lu Qingyang, just like the legendary holy mountain where the Buddha preached, slowly falling down on his head.
On the contrary, it was the father and son Lu Xiu and Lu Yu, whose cultivation was too weak to sense the power in the golden relic. They were just amazed at the magical power of the monk Shenzui who could break through the air from thousands of miles away. Apart from that, there were no other unusual signs.
The expressions of the two old monks in Fangcun Zen Temple changed slightly, and they put their hands together and chanted Buddha's name at the same time.
Lu Qingyang smiled slightly, raised his right hand and waved it gently.
"Buddhism is vast, but it cannot contain all things in the universe, the mortal world, and the emptiness!"
Wisps of light, swaying, hazy and unpredictable clouds gradually emerged, and in an instant, mountains and rivers stretching for thousands of miles appeared in the cabin. Countless cities, villages and towns emerged one by one in the rivers and mountains formed by the clouds. Flowers bloomed and fell, flowers bore fruit, the spring wind and rain, the autumn frost and dew, and even the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, and the rotation of the stars, all gradually emerged in the clouds.
Buddhism concentrates infinite power within itself.
The way of talismans is to 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.
However, the relic that the monk Shenzui threw from the city of Haojing across thousands of miles slowly fell into the vast landscape formed by clouds and mist, and then the relic stagnated in the void.
"Boom!"
The Baisha River trembled slightly.
"Boom!"
Yincheng swayed up and down.
"Boom!"
The vast peach blossom forest outside the city swayed together, and countless ripe peaches fell to the ground like raindrops.
"Boom!"
The entire Lezhou, along with the ground of several surrounding states, shook slightly, and a low dragon roar could be heard from underground. The sky above several states was filled with clouds and mist, and the rosy clouds were bright. Translucent peach petals fell from the sky one after another.
With a "crack", the golden relic shattered.
In the cabin, the monk Shenzui and Lu Qingyang, whose figures were also condensed with light and shadow, both vomited blood.
"What a sour scholar!" shouted the drunk monk.
"What a damn baldy thief!" Lu Qingyang also cursed.
The two of them wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with almost the same action, and then laughed at the same time.
Shenzui clasped his hands together and .
Lu Qingyang bowed to Shenzui.
"We, the Buddhist sect, will take advantage of this opportunity to unify Jishengtian!" The voice of the monk Shenzui was extremely clear, but what he said made Lu Yi shudder and move: "This is the unanimous decision of the three sects, three temples and three Zen monasteries of Buddhism, including me, the nine sect masters, about three hundred elders and the chief monks!"
"As long as I can find a place to settle down in this world, I am happy." Lu Qingyang's attitude was also very clear: ... will not get involved in the disputes between you Buddhists, Taoists, and Demons... As long as I can find a place to settle down in this world, I am happy."
Shenzui nodded and pointed at Lu Yi: "That's great. Fahai is the reincarnation of the true Buddha of our Buddhism, and the Master is an unrivaled man in the mortal world... If you accept him as a registered disciple and pass on all your talisman cultivation to him, then the Master's lineage will be the guardian of our Buddhism for generations to come!"
Shenzui pointed at Lu Yu again and said, "Master's lineage must be passed on to Lu Yu in the future. This is the bottom line of our Buddhist sect!"
Lu Qingyang chuckled and shook his head: "You Buddhists are a little too overbearing."
Shenzui smiled and nodded: "Always so domineering..."
"Good!" Lu Qingyang looked at Shenzui deeply, and the figure transformed by light and shadow stretched out his hand and held the broken relic in his palm: "My soul cultivation is in need of some supplements. The Buddha's true Buddha relic is a supreme product... This matter is settled."
The drunk monk smiled and his figure slowly disappeared.
Lu Qingyang also smiled and nodded towards Lu Yi: "Fahai? This name is too ugly... But how can a bald monk's name sound good? Lu Yi, from now on, you will learn talismans from me!"
Shaking his head, Lu Qingyang sighed, "The old baldy said you are the reincarnation of the real Buddha? Oh, maybe? I don't expect you to learn much, but since you have agreed to their conditions, I will naturally do my best to teach you the true secrets, so you can rest assured."
Lu Yi bowed to Lu Qingyang in a daze.
Well, I have become Lu Qingyang's registered disciple again? And my biological father, Lu Yu, is destined to be the future headmaster of Lu Qingyang's lineage?
Wow, what a great spirit of Buddhism.
Do you want to take advantage of this opportunity of the revival of the spiritual power of heaven and earth to unify the Jishengtian?
God is above!
When in Wuzhou City, seeing Shenzui, the second sword master Chong, and the corpse demon venerable having so much fun together, Lu Yi originally thought that the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demon in Jishengtian could work together to fight against the great enemy of Yuanlingtian.
It feels like Buddhism has such ambition?
The nine sect leaders, more than three hundred elders, and chiefs made a completely unanimous decision?
What a bunch of old bald thieves!
Lu Qingyang's figure gradually disappeared, and the two old monks from Fangcun Zen Temple also returned to Dayin's military camp north of Yangjiang River with Lu Xiu, who had breathed a sigh of relief.
For the next period of time, no matter how the situation in Dayin changed, Dayin and Yincheng remained silent.
Suddenly, at the end of the 19th year of Jiayou, at noon on December 30th, a piece of news spread rapidly throughout Dayin like thunder and fire, and then quickly spread to the princes in all directions and the four great states.
With the help of an alien, Xin Yin defeated the elite army led by Dayin's general Lu Xiu in one battle.
The Yiren from Dayin Fang went into battle and fought fiercely above the Yang River, widening the surface of the entire Yang River tenfold!
Dayin and Xinyin were different people, and neither could do anything to the other, so the two sides agreed to use Yangjiang as the boundary river and govern the area separately... The north of the river was Dayin, and the south of the river was Xinyin. The two sides stopped fighting and became brothers!
When the news came out, the princes from all over the country almost vomited blood at the same time.
This, what is this?
Divide the river and rule separately?
How could he tolerate such an ambitious person as Yin Xi? How could he tolerate him?
