Chapter 544: Locust God, is my sword sharp?
Ascend to heaven and slay gods.
Although there are only four short words, they reveal infinite spirit.
Changle looked at his master, who was holding the magic sword and had long flowing hair, his eyes sparkling and full of admiration.
Sun Simiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, although my cultivation is low, I still have some merits and virtues, so I may be able to help you kill the Plague God..."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, Senior."
How could he, who possessed the divine eye , not see the brilliant golden light of merit and virtue on Sun Simiao's body?
This senior Medicine King can be said to be a natural nemesis of the God of Plague. If he were to deal with the God of Plague, it might be effective, but that would be too dangerous.
After all, he is only in the late stage of Bigu, not even in the Yin Shen realm.
Li Daoxuan admired his character and medical ethics very much. Even Li Shimin praised him highly, saying that he opened up the meridians and was a great doctor. He was like the three saints with wings, harmonizing the four seasons, subduing dragons and tigers, saving people from decline and danger. He was a great and dignified teacher for all generations.
Sun Simiao once saved the life of Empress Changsun by diagnosing people with pulses through hanging thread. Li Shimin wanted to give him an official title and let him stay in Chang'an, but Sun Simiao resolutely refused. He only wanted to travel around the world and treat people.
He not only healed humans, but even injured animals.
Li Daoxuan couldn't bear to let such a person take risks. A man of great virtue should enjoy the rest of his life in peace.
"Everyone please work together to protect the people. I will be back soon."
Li Daoxuan waved his hands, and his green robe fluttered in the wind. He took a step forward, and lotus appeared in the void, rising up and walking straight into the clouds, his back looking elegant and upright.
The five-colored fairy light flowed like a magnificent morning glow, dispelling the heavy shadows.
There are stars across his chest and rainbows in his breath.
The golden pure yang energy shines as brightly as the sun, like a volcano about to erupt.
Seeing this scene, Sun Simiao felt relieved and inexplicably calmer.
At this critical moment, it is a blessing in disguise to have someone like the National Master step forward and point his sword at the gods and demons!
Even though he didn't know the art of divination, Sun Simiao knew clearly that the national teacher Li Daoxuan was the hope for the solution to the crisis in Qi County!
"Master will definitely win!"
Changle's eyes were full of confidence. She had admired her master since she was a child. As she grew up, this admiration did not fade with the increase of experience, but became even stronger.
Some even worship it blindly.
Even if the master said he would pick the moon from the sky, she would believe it!
…
Li Daoxuan came to the sky, his eyes swept across the Plague God, with whom he had fought before, and stopped on the Locust God.
She was an old woman riding a donkey. Her skin was full of wrinkles, like thousands of ravines. Under her frosty white hair were a pair of deep and wild eyes.
If the eyes of the Plague God are filled with the aura of death and solitude, then the eyes of the Locust God are a kind of heart-pounding desire, a desire to devour everything.
Li Daoxuan even felt that the way she looked at him was as if she was looking at a sumptuous meal.
His heart sank, knowing that this battle would not be as easy as the last time.
The Locust God is a very powerful god and one of the Eight La gods. The belief in him began in the Western Zhou Dynasty, flourished in the Han and Tang Dynasties, and there are many temples built for him throughout the country.
The Book of Rites states: "Eight wax candles are used to mark the four directions. If the four directions are not prosperous, the eight wax candles will not flow, so as to be cautious with the people's money."
The ancients talked about the country, the mountains, the people and the country, and the "ji" here refers to grain.
For agricultural civilization, the importance of food is unquestionable. Whenever a locust plague occurs when the harvest is about to begin, all the hard work of the people for a year will be wasted.
If there are several consecutive locust plagues, even a country may be in turmoil.
Therefore, the locust god has a very high status among the people, and locusts are revered as sacred insects. No one dares to kill them. Anyone who kills a locust may anger the locust god.
This Locust God obviously had not just revived. His divine power was vast, more than twice as strong as that of the Plague God. His terrifying gaze made Li Daoxuan feel a little pressured.
"You overestimate your own capabilities and attempt to kill God, Li Daoxuan, do you know your crime?"
The God of Plague spoke. At this moment, he no longer looked as embarrassed as he had been when he fled in the past. Instead, his eyes were wide open with majesty in his gaze. His long cinnabar hair moved without wind, and his bright red robe was filled with a hazy fairy mist.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Daoxuan felt that the figure of the God of Plague was gradually getting bigger. In just a few breaths, he stood like a mountain. His eyes were slightly drooped, as if he had seen the cycle of life and death.
The mysterious deathly aura fell on Li Daoxuan, making him seem to hear the wails of countless living beings before they died, and see scenes of struggle, torture and despair in pain.
It was an invisible spiritual shock. As long as his will was slightly shaken, the death energy would take advantage of the opportunity and enter, transforming the five energies in his chest, cutting off the three flowers on the top of his head, and all his spiritual practice would be wasted.
It’s a pity that the person he met was Li Daoxuan.
The Tiandun sword intent protects the soul, the Huangting ancient scripture cultivates magic power, the power of thunder forges the body, and the five-colored fairy light suppresses demons and evil spirits!
Li Daoxuan had no weaknesses. He stood with a sword in his hand, a green lotus shadow blooming from his precious clothes. He looked at the God of Plague with a sneer in his eyes.
"You pretended to be a god and attacked the Tang Dynasty. How dare you claim to be brave even though you are a defeated general?"
The God of Plague was immediately furious.
The miasma on his body became more and more dense, almost overwhelming the sky and the earth. The plague banner in his hand also fluttered in the wind, and he was as angry as his master.
However, before he could make a move, he found that his body seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, while Li Daoxuan's body was getting bigger and bigger, and finally taller than a mountain.
When he came to his senses, he found that he was standing in Li Daoxuan's palm, as small as an ant.
Great supernatural powers, the laws of nature!
The Law of Heaven and Earth was taught by the Book of Heaven, which had instilled all the key points into Li Daoxuan's mind. He made rapid progress in his practice.
After five years of accumulation, he has mastered this magical power to perfection.
Even if the body is thousands of feet tall, it is still unknown whether one can become a saint.
Boom!
The five fingers gathered together, as if five mountains were pressing down.
There was a trace of panic in the Plague God's eyes. He was beaten and fled by Li Daoxuan last time. Now he was ready to join forces with the Locust God to get back on track. Unexpectedly, he was at a disadvantage again as soon as they met.
How did Li Daoxuan practice?
Why are there such evil mortals in this world?
At the critical moment, the God of Plague spat out a mouthful of black blood. As soon as the blood appeared in the world, it raised a fishy wind. The sky and the earth were whimpering, as if billions of creatures were wailing in the sea of disease.
Even the five-colored fairy light that protected Li Daoxuan's body became flickering and erratic.
boom!
Li Daoxuan's palm broke instantly, and even the black light continued to spread along his body. The plague energy rushed into his limbs and bones frantically, polluting his roots and magic power.
The God of Plague looked a little weak, but there was excitement in his eyes.
That was the essence of his divine body. If he spit it out, at least a million lives would be poisoned to death before it could recover. But as long as Li Daoxuan could be killed, it would all be worth it.
Without Li Daoxuan, wouldn't the Tang Dynasty be just a piece of fish to be slaughtered at will?
" madness."
The locust god, who had been silent while riding on a donkey, suddenly spoke. Her voice was so sharp, as if countless locusts were buzzing in her ears.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Daoxuan's figure turned into a strand of hair and was completely corroded by the poisonous blood.
The God of Plague was shocked. When did he separate his incarnation?
In a hurry, the God of Plague looked around.
"Are you looking for me?"
The voice came from above.
The next moment, a ray of scorching golden light descended from the sky, cutting the dark clouds in half and piercing through the body of the God of Plague from head to toe, and then fell into the earth with its remaining power.
boom!
The pillars of heaven are broken, and the veins of the earth are severed.
The vast mountains were cut in half, the cut was smooth, red as charcoal, and emitting wisps of green smoke.
Master Erlang opened his third eye and used his magical powers to slay demons with golden light!
Li Daoxuan descended from the sea of clouds with auspicious clouds under his feet and a long sword hanging from his waist. The red mark between his eyebrows had already opened, revealing a divine eye as bright as the moon and with a myriad of auras.
Look up to the nine-layered sky, look down to the underworld, hundreds of ghosts and monsters are hard to change, golden light subdues demons and protects all directions!
After seeing this eye, the Locust God's stern expression finally changed a little, as if he remembered something.
"Erlang Shen, you are Erlang Shen!!!"
The God of Plague did not die, but he was seriously injured. The piercing wounds took a long time to heal, and it was unknown how much of his own divine power was consumed by this.
He had just woken up and his divine power had not even recovered half. If he continued like this, he would probably die at the hands of Li Daoxuan!
The God of Plague pointed at Li Daoxuan, shocked and angry.
"Erlang Shen, even if you are reincarnated, you are still a god. Why do you have to make enemies with us for these mortals?"
"The Heavenly Palace is long gone, and the Jade Void Palace is gone too. Do you think you can maintain order in the three realms by yourself?"
Erlang Shen is quite famous. He is the number one disciple of the third generation of Yuxu Palace, the great-disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the nephew of the Jade Emperor. He is born with divine eyes, a sanctified body, and is unparalleled in battle.
In the eyes of the God of Plague, gods and mortals are two different kinds of life, just as mortals will not show mercy to the ants under their feet.
Li Daoxuan knew that he had misunderstood, but he did not explain.
"Those are Erlang Shen's eyes, but he... is not Erlang Shen."
The Locust God came riding on a donkey and looked at Li Daoxuan with a somewhat puzzled look. She had awakened long before the Plague God, but had been lying dormant silently to recover her strength. Now she has completely taken control of her body and recovered most of her magic power.
This also reminded her of many memories about the Locust God.
According to some memories, Erlang Shen had descended to the mortal world many times to stop her from launching a locust plague. Even though she had the Jade Emperor's decree, Erlang Shen did not give her face.
Therefore, she was deeply impressed by Erlang Shen and recognized the eye that once frightened .
But this Li Daoxuan is definitely not Erlang Shen!
Because in her memory, Erlang Shen had died in battle, and that majestic and heroic figure holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword would never appear in the world again.
Although she really couldn't remember why Erlang Shen, who had great magical powers and an indestructible body, died in battle, she was extremely sure that Erlang Shen had indeed fallen, his true spirit was obliterated, and he would not enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Li Daoxuan stared at the Locust God, and the heavenly eye between his eyebrows seemed to sense something, and an inexplicable emotion came from it.
It seems like a desire to fight.
"Jia Huo has already offered Dengzhou to us. You, a Taoist priest, have some magical powers, but you are not yet an immortal. If you leave now, I will forgive you for what happened. I promise you that I will only take the land of Dengzhou, and there will be no more locust plagues in the Tang Dynasty within three years."
The donkey under the Locust God let out a soft cry, as if it didn't understand why its master would give in.
"Your eyes remind me of an old friend. I have always had a grudge against him."
"This concession can be considered as giving that old friend some face."
The Locust God flicked his sleeves lightly, with a hint of inexplicable emotion in his words, and waved his hand to let Li Daoxuan retreat, as if promising that there would be no more locust plagues in the Tang Dynasty within three years, which would be a great reward.
Mortals should be grateful and thank God for his grace.
Li Daoxuan laughed loudly, his voice shaking the sky, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and the eye between his eyebrows shone brightly like the scorching sun.
Even the Evil-Slaying Sword was rustling in its sheath.
The Locust God frowned slightly. Li Daoxuan's laughter undoubtedly interrupted her emotions and memories, making her a little dissatisfied.
"Why is the Taoist laughing?"
"I laugh at some people who are high and mighty, pretentious, and always like to treat other people's things as their own rewards. The words they say are even more disgusting than the feces in the toilet!"
Those poor farmers got up early and worked late, shed countless sweat and endured countless hardships, day after day, planting in spring and plowing in summer, and only then did they have a harvest that was barely enough to feed their families.
The feet are steaming with the hot earth air, and the back is burning with the scorching sun.
I don’t feel the heat even though I’m exhausted, but I regret that the summer is so long.
A few acres of land are the hope of the whole family. Their harvest is due to hard work and sweat, not the gift of some god.
The land of the Tang Dynasty belongs to the people who work hard in the fields, and definitely not to some high and mighty god!
The Locust God's eyes narrowed.
However, Li Daoxuan's voice continued to sound.
"How about this, I will also perform a magic trick, learn from Jia Huo, and offer all the outhouses in the Tang Dynasty to you. You can go and enjoy them immediately. Don't be polite. I promise that I will never kill you in the next three years. How do you think?"
Facing the two old gods, such remarks are extremely outrageous and presumptuous.
"Taoist, I originally felt sorry for you because it was not easy to cultivate. I thought you would become an immortal in the future and become our friend. But now it seems that although you have some magical powers, you do not know how to be respectful and do not know how to cultivate your mind. You have already entered the devil's way without knowing it."
The Locust God said calmly, "In that case, I will have no choice but to take away your hard-earned cultivation. This will also be considered as getting rid of a scourge for Longhu Mountain."
Li Daoxuan was not angry. He just held the sword in front of him and flicked his fingers lightly.
clang!
The sword rang in its sheath, like the cry of a phoenix, and the green sword tassel fluttered in the wind.
Li Daoxuan's right hand gently grasped the hilt of the sword. His fingers were slender and long, as white as jade. It was a hand that was born to hold a sword.
The sword was slowly pulled out, an inch away from the body.
clang!
Unparalleled sword energy poured out from the sheath like a floodgate opening; the vast sword intent was like waves in the Milky Way, causing Li Daoxuan's hair and green robe to flutter.
The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the sword energy is like a rainbow!
The Locust God obviously knew how powerful this sword was. She stretched out her hand towards Li Daoxuan, with divine patterns on her palm forming the word "Ding".
Supernatural power, the spell to immobilize the body!
Li Daoxuan's action of drawing the sword paused slightly, and the sword energy in the sky also condensed.
Then the Locust God slapped the donkey under his crotch.
The donkey turned into a yellow light and flew out, then became a giant locust. It swallowed the immobilized Li Daoxuan in one gulp, and then secreted acid that could dissolve everything.
"This is the locust mother I carefully cultivated. Only one is born out of every million locusts. After being cultivated by divine power, even if a human immortal enters her belly, her body will die and her cultivation will all become her nourishment."
The Locust God said indifferently, "You are just a Yang God, you really don't know how to live or die--"
Boom!
Lightning gushed out and sword energy crossed the sky!
The locust mother let out a scream and was cut into two pieces with her abdomen as the center. The brown blood was as sticky as paste and splattered everywhere.
Li Daoxuan was surrounded by golden thunder, holding the sword of the evil god in his hand, and stepped out. The blood of the locust mother was shattered by the lightning three feet away from him.
His eyes were so bright that it seemed as if even the sun and the moon were embedded in them.
"Locust God."
"Is my sword sharp?"
