Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 170 Fortune Jade Plate
"Heavenly Dao? Heavenly Dao let me die in the first place, how did I survive?" the fierce and famous demon ancestor said in a contemptuous tone, very dismissive of the Heavenly Dao that Daoist Hongjun said.

"Dayan's number is fifty, and its use is nine out of forty. Naturally, your excellency also has a chance of life." Hongjun said in a deep voice.

"You're a fart!" The young man who had a gentle temperament just now suddenly yelled, "If I hadn't used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to block your ultimate move, and finally used the God-killing Spear Breaking the blockade of the good luck jade plate and keeping a trace of remnant soul, there will be no hair left."

Hongjun said: "Under the Dao, everything has a glimmer of life, even if we exist like you and me, it is the same. Your survival is determined by the number of days."

"It's strength. If I'm not strong enough and have those two innate treasures, how can I survive? Don't give me any number of days. When the catastrophe comes, the sky will kill me. What's the use of your good luck jade plate?" There was a hint of a smile in Luo Hu's eyes, and he said, "It's like you don't want to kill the god gun, but your little disciple still got the key? You can't even control the people around you. What's the use?"

Whoosh!
In the extremely silent Zixiao Palace, suddenly there was the sound of a belt cutting through the air. It was Daozu. Daozu Hongjun's face was black and tight, and he was waving his sleeves, slapping Luo Hui like a fly.

"Haha, I'm right, the world has changed drastically, you won't stand in front of me forever!" Luo Hu didn't resist at all, but laughed loudly and said again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Daozu's sleeves had already swung in front of him, and his body shattered like a dream bubble, and it turned out to be a clone formed by mana.

"Noisy!"

Daozu said resentfully, and sat down cross-legged again, facing the chaos, and fell into a state of no heaven, no earth, no self and no thought, but the state of meditation and enlightenment had not been maintained for a quarter of an hour, but he He opened his eyes suddenly, followed the endless chaos, and looked towards Xihe Niuzhou in the Great Desolate Continent. At the end of his eyes, it was Mo Chen who was talking about the God Killing Spear with the Peng Demon King.

It's just that Mo Chen, who was watched by Taoist ancestor, didn't realize it, and was still talking and laughing.

Hongjun looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, and with a thought, a brilliance emerged from his body, swirling in the air.

It was a simple and simple jade dish, the white jade surface was full of dao rhyme, three thousand avenues, all of which had traces to follow, and even with the traces of the dao rhyme, you could even see the end of that avenue , or the end of all roads.

The Dao rhymes of the Three Thousand Avenues are intertwined but clearly defined and extend towards the front. At some immeasurable place, they converge together and become a smooth road.

The good fortune jade plate is the manifestation of the way of heaven here, in other words, it is the way.

However, at this moment, there is a problem with this supreme treasure in the prehistoric world. On the smooth white jade-colored surface, one-third of the part is infiltrated with black as thick as thick ink. Cloth has slight tears.

Daozu Hongjun reached out to take down the jade plate of good fortune, and gently rubbed the treasure that made him enlightened. He couldn't help sighing, the catastrophe is coming, and the sky is chaotic. Even with his cultivation level, he can't see the way forward .

Luo Hu's words pierced his heart, otherwise he would not drive him away. During the catastrophe, the God-killing Spear must not be born, otherwise the murderous intent will penetrate the entire Three Realms, and then the world will be broken, and even he will not be able to save the entire world. The Great Desolate Continent.

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"Since Pangu opened the world, there have been three treasures of killing the Tao left in the world, one is the Four Swords of Zhuxian, one is the two swords of Yuantu Abi in the sea of ​​blood, and the last one is the God Killing Spear. These three treasures do not involve karma in killing people, and they are not stained with sin, but your god-killing gun, whose murderous aura comes from that killing treasure, also does not involve karma in killing people." Demon King Peng said, but his eyes were a little envious.

Cause and effect, sin, these are all things that hinder your practice, unless you have cultivated to the realm of a saint who is immortal and eternal, you must pay attention to these things.But it is the saints, although they say that all dharmas are not touched, and the matter of cause and effect has no hindrance to them, but they often still do not owe cause and effect, nothing else, the state of Taoism must be clear, and the mind must be cleared, and the mind must be cut off.

So how many cultivators are jealous of such a sharp weapon that does not touch karma?
Cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao, law, wealth and land, which one should not fight or fight?Who would not be entangled in karma?
Saints are still fighting to the death, Pangu opened up the chaotic world, and there are three thousand gods and demons blocking the way, let alone ordinary practitioners, with such a magic weapon that does not touch karma, the road of practice should be triumphant.

Not to mention that with the murderous aura in it, there is no chance to have a glimpse of the real ancient god weapon killing god spear.

To be honest, in front of the Nantianmen, what the Supreme Saint said, now there are really many ghosts and ghosts who want to call the door and trouble Mo Chen.

Even Mo Chen can't use such a treasure as the God-killing Spear now, so he can only keep it in his mind. As for the matter of not being involved in cause and effect, it is really a surprise. Mo Chen thought it was just murderous.

"Thank you, Great Sage, for clarifying the confusion." Mo Chen saluted again.

"You boy, I didn't see you so polite when I taught you the sky-shattering combat skills." Peng Demon King laughed and joked.

Over the years, he asked himself that there are quite a few descendants of the demon clan that he has supported, but this is the only one who has grown to be a golden immortal. The most important thing is that Mo Chen has also joined the disciples of the saint. The little crow he can catch with only one hand will definitely become a great monster famous in the Three Realms, even surpassing their six great saints, and become the white jade pillar supporting the sky of the monster clan.

Otherwise, it's just a golden fairy's big wedding, he really doesn't need to come to congratulate him in person, just send someone to bring a small gift like a bull devil.

Mo Chen was about to speak, but suddenly a panting shrimp soldier came in, looking like he had something important to do.

"Why are you so panicked, you can breathe before you talk." Seeing the eagerness of the shrimp soldier, Mo Chen comforted him.

He saved the lives of so many demon kings, and made good friends with two heavenly emperors. The Supreme Saint himself said that he wanted to accept him as a disciple. Although the voice was unknown to others, everyone knew that it was a saint. Who would dare to call on his door for no reason and ruin his wedding?
It is precisely because of this certainty that Mo Chen is not in a hurry, unless the Buddhist sect shamelessly hits the door, what could happen?

"Yes...someone... broke into the apse and wanted...to take away...the princess..." The shrimp soldier paused for a while and said immediately.

(End of this chapter)