Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 118
In addition to the disciples of Jiejiao, Taiqing's lineage, Yuqing's lineage, Xixi Zhunti, and Jieyin's lineage, countless disciples are on the move, searching for colorful stones.

After half a day passed, countless piles of multicolored stones appeared in midair beside Nuwa.

The largest pile is like a small mountain, full of piles, and it is more than the sum of the others. It is the contribution of Jiejiao disciples.

Yuan Shi looked at his five-colored stone, which was not as good as one-tenth of the Shangqing lineage, and his face turned gloomy.

Five-color stones mend the sky, which is equivalent to perfection, and help the prehistoric way of heaven. What kind of merit is this?
The disciple of Jiejiao took advantage of it this time. Thinking, Yuan Shi sighed. After so many years of separation, Jiejiao was in full swing.

Could it be that the way of enlightenment of his lineage of Yuqing is really not as good as Tongtian?

Zhunti, looking at the pile of multicolored stones belonging to Jiejiao, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Tongtian, so many colorful stones have cut off the teaching this time, and I have gained a lot of benefits."

"It's not my work, it all depends on my disciples."

Master Tongtian cast a faint glance at Zhunti, and received him.

"These multicolored stones should be enough, Nuwa junior sister, hurry up and do it."

Too clear to speak.

"Then I will trouble you brothers to support for a while."

Nuwa withdrew her mana, waved her sleeves, and pushed a large number of multicolored stones into the Qiankun cauldron. Then, the infinite pure mana turned into heavenly fire, and the five-color stones in the Qiankun cauldron melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, they melted into A cloud of five-color slurry.

However, Nu Wa still did not stop. It is basically impossible to mend the sky with low-grade refining materials such as five-color stones, and the law of good fortune is also needed.

A steady stream of good fortune laws were injected into the Qiankun Ding by Nuwa and integrated into the five-color stone.

After three full days, the originally melted five-color slurry gradually revealed a sacred aura of mysterious good fortune.

Any random drop will be extremely thick and viscous, with a trace of indescribable divinity.

"The heat is finally almost here."

Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time signaled for the Five Sages to stop.

The Five Saints Qiqi withdrew their mana, and for a while, there was a roar in the sky.

Countless chaotic storms, earth fire water wind, sky fire, sky water, once again showed signs of pouring down, and the faces of the prehistoric people showed panic. This kind of catastrophe is really terrible.

I saw that Nuwa lifted the Qiankun tripod with great magic power, and flew to the front of the big hole.

She gave a soft drink, and the continuous five-color slurry in the Qiankun Cauldron flew out, touching the big dark and chaotic hole.

As soon as the two came into contact, the five-color slurry quickly merged, and finally solidified with the sky and the earth.

Looking at it with both eyes, the sky is indistinguishable from before, and it is extremely blue.

The sky returned to its original state, and immediately there were auspicious clouds rolling in, and countless merits and virtues were sprinkled on the prehistoric, nourishing all things.

Among them, about [-]% of the beam of merit and virtue fell on Nuwa.

Under the nourishment of a large amount of merit, Nuwa's previously lost Taoism has all been replenished, and she has even improved a little.

The remaining [-]% and [-]% fell on Jinao Island.

The dense and mysterious merit turned into a little rain of light and sprinkled on Jinao Island.

All of a sudden, the entire Golden Ao Island, from time to time, sent a breakthrough spiritual light, which cut off the overall strength and raised it to a higher level. The Golden Dragon of Luck roared, almost turning into substance.

The remaining [-]% ​​of the merits and virtues were divided among Taiqing's lineage, Yuqing, and Western disciples.

Although it is not as good as the disciples of Jiejiao, overall, they have their own gains.

After sharing the merits, the Six Sages began to free up their hands to clean up the chaotic storm, earth fire, water wind, sky water, and earth fire that poured in.

Under the power of the six sages, in just half a day, all these calamities from heaven and earth have disappeared completely.

However, the prehistoric area is quite a large area, and it is still a mess, the land veins are damaged, the mountains collapse, the rivers are cut off, and it is a place where life and death are dead.

Zhun raised his eyes and Gulu turned around slightly, got his attention, and spoke.

"The ground veins are damaged, the mountains and rivers flow against the flow, and the vast territory is in a mess. I, the disciples of the Western Sect, are willing to sacrifice myself for others, to sort out the land veins, and rebuild their homes for the prehistoric peoples."

In addition to the introduction, Sisheng even understood Zhun Ti's plan after hearing the beginning.

It is nothing more than trying to intercept some merits through the matter of the earth veins.

Yuan Shi said indifferently, "Most of the damage is in my eastern territory, so I don't bother you to take action in the west."

Master Tongtian couldn't understand Zhunti's autumn wind, and said calmly.

"I will teach millions of immortals, and they can repair the earth's veins, so I don't need to ask the disciples under the younger brother's sect to take action."

Nuwa doesn't care, anyway, she has no orthodoxy and is alone, and she has just shared [-]% of the merits of mending the sky, and she is already satisfied.

Taiqing pondered for a while, before making a final decision, "I'll wait for the sage orthodoxy to stop taking action on the issue of sorting out the leylines this time. Let the prehistoric creatures solve it by themselves. What do you think?"

It didn't take much effort for the prehistoric monks to move mountains and fill the seas, sort out the land, and rectify the mountains and rivers.

Taiqing had spoken, Zhun mentioned it, and the guide had no choice but to agree.

Soon, the Six Sages issued an order again, calling on all the monks above the Golden Immortal in Honghuang to rectify the land of Honghuang and sort out the tributaries of mountains and rivers, so as to gain great merit.

Seeing that the Heavenly Cave had been repaired and the blue sky was thousands of miles away, the Six Saints also breathed a sigh of relief, just as they were about to return to their dojo.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook again, and there were rumbling and rumbling sounds.

At the highest point, where Nuwa had just mended the sky, there was originally a clear blue starry sky, but it shook violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

"No, the sky is going to collapse again!"

The faces of the saints changed drastically, and they quickly unleashed six paths of great mana, and forcibly stabilized it for nine days.

"What's going on here, it's clear that the sky has been mended, why does this happen?"

Zhunti was in doubt.

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi were also puzzled, "Five-color stones, plus the law of good fortune to mend the sky, are more than enough, how could this happen?"

Taiqing pondered for a while, and seemed to think of something.

"The Tianzhu is broken, and the prehistoric world is without the support of the Tianzhu. It is impossible to resist the gravity of the earth by relying on Jiutian's own strength."

"so what should I do now?"

There was a touch of anxiety on the faces of the saints. Could it be that without the Tianzhu, they would have to support the sky like this all the time?

A sage is a strong, almost Taoist existence, but it is too much to support the sky with great mana all the time.

Taiqing thought for a while, then shook his head, expressing that he was helpless.

Nuwa sighed, "I'll go to Chaos myself, and ask the teacher for advice."

Just when Nuwa was about to tear apart the space and rush to chaos, a huge sound came from the land of the Northern Underworld!

"I, the mysterious tortoise of the Northern Darkness, have practiced for hundreds of millions of years, and now I am willing to use my four legs to transform into the four poles of the prehistoric and desolate, supporting the heaven and the earth. Tens of thousands of prehistoric and billions of creatures, the way of heaven is above, and the way of heaven will learn from it!"

The gazes of countless creatures in Honghuang looked at Beiminghai following this voice.

I saw Beiminghai, a huge monster soaring into the air.

On the innate Taoist body of a million feet, there are engraved patterns of the Dao God, and the four feet are completely stretched out, which is hundreds of thousands of feet.

A sub-sage-level breath swept across the world at this moment!
The next moment, Xuan Gui resolutely glanced at the world, and his Taoist body disintegrated in an instant.

The four legs turned into four heavenly pillars, which fell in the four directions of east, south, west and north, supporting the heaven and the earth.

For a moment, the gravitational force of the earth was offset by the four heavenly pillars, and the nine heavens stopped shaking.

The saints tried to withdraw their mana, and found that Jiutian was very stable, no worse than when Buzhou Mountain was still there.

"The flood has stabilized."

All the saints looked happy, and their eyes passed through countless layers of space, and landed on Xuan Gui.

The mysterious tortoise disintegrated, its four legs turned into four heavenly pillars, and a golden true spirit appeared in midair.

Without the shackles of the Taoist body of millions of feet, Xuangui only felt an unprecedented relaxation at this moment, and the feeling of ascending to heaven was normal!
"Great happiness, great freedom, this is what I pursue."

Xuangui's eyes were unusually bright, and he didn't regret what he had done.

At this time, auspicious clouds gathered together, and a piece of merit fell, splitting into two.

Fifty percent fell on the shell of the million-foot-sized black turtle.

The black tortoise shell is already strong, and can easily withstand the best innate spirit treasures. Now it has received a lot of merits and virtues, and it is even more mysterious. It glows with a faint golden light, and its hardness has increased a lot, which can be seen with the naked eye.

It is estimated that even Yasheng holding the innate treasure cannot break through such a defense.

The other five successful virtues were absorbed by the true spirit of the black turtle.

After absorbing a lot of merits, the true spirit of the black turtle suddenly doubled in size, his whole body was full of radiance, and a lot of mysterious aura surrounded him, making the true spirit of the black tortoise extremely sacred.

At this moment, a shark about the size of the Taiyi Golden Immortal jumped out of the Beiming Sea.

His eyes were scarlet and greedy, he opened his bloody mouth and bit the black turtle hard.

The True Spirit of the Black Tortoise has accumulated mana for countless thousands of years, plus a large amount of merit at this time, it is equivalent to a heaven and earth treasure pill.

Before the change, when the black tortoise hadn't disintegrated, the shark never dared to be presumptuous.

But now, there is no Tao body, no defense of the turtle shell on the back.

The true spirit of the black tortoise is a great tonic, and even quasi-saint monks will be shocked.

Just when the Taiyi shark was about to bite the true spirit of the black turtle, suddenly, a bloody sword qi struck the shark, slashing at the shark's body, splitting it in two, and the thick demon blood rushed out, dyeing it red. countless oceans.

Just as Jian Guang fell, he heard a cold voice, "Little Immortal Taiyi, you are too greedy."

The voice fell, the void was torn apart, and Patriarch Styx actually walked out of the space.

The saints were slightly startled, "Styx, what is he doing out here?"

I saw Minghe made a mocking gesture at Xuan Gui with a smile on his face, "Fellow Taoist Xuan Gui, don't come here without any problems."

Xuangui returned the salute to Minghe, "This time, please trouble fellow Daoist Minghe."

The smile on Styx's face became even stronger, "Then I don't know how much you can get in return, Fellow Daoist Xuangui?"

Xuan Gui, "I am practicing in Beiming. I am alone and empty, only the endless sea water of Beiming. If fellow Daoists of Minghe need it, you can take it all."

Styx immediately suppressed the smile on his face, and stopped talking nonsense with Xuan Gui.

He enveloped the black tortoise with great mana, and then took the black tortoise shell, which had undergone transformation and had a defense comparable to an innate treasure, and rushed to the Netherworld.

On Jinao Island, Chen Xuanji finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Minghe take Xuangui away.

Please move Styx to take a shot. It is not an easy task, and it took a lot of merit.

It's worth it, though, just in case.

Seeing the mysterious tortoise entering the Netherworld with his own eyes, the countless powerful talents in Honghuang sighed and hid their breath again.

The six saints observed for a while, and when they found that Jiutian was stable and nothing else happened, they left separately.

At the same time, the five demon saints headed by Bai Ze in 33 Chongtian hurried back to Da Luotian.

They were born as people of heaven, and died as ghosts of heaven. They have been loyal to His Majesty the Demon Emperor all their lives, and now His Majesty the Demon Emperor has fallen.

They should be obliged to assume the remaining responsibilities.

When Bai Ze pushed open the gate of the Demon Emperor's Palace, he was shocked.

Kunpeng, who had swept away Hetu Luoshu and Sun Moon Jinglun, was actually sitting in the Demon Emperor's Palace.

"Kunpeng, you still have the face to go back to Da Luotian!"

"Kunpeng, it was you who killed His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

"Kunpeng, take your life!"

The five demon saints quickly enveloped Kunpeng, and the powerful quasi-sage aura shook the Demon Emperor's Hall.

Kunpeng looked at everyone coldly, and finally his eyes fell on Bai Ze.

"Bai Ze, you, as the military advisor of my Heavenly Court, don't you think that I, Kun Peng, escaped because of Juan Bao?"

Bai Ze signaled the other four demon saints to be calm, and looked at Kunpeng with a pair of cold eyes.

"You have the guts to beat the sky. During the war, it wasn't that Juanbao escaped. Could there be other circumstances?"

When Kunpeng stood up, a sigh flashed across his usually gloomy face.

"I have to say that the two demon emperors we are loyal to are indeed extremely stunning and talented. Even after their fall, they are still able to control the overall situation and drive us."

"what do you mean?"

Bai Ze frowned.

Kunpeng let out a foul breath, and began to speak, "When the Lich was preparing for battle, His Majesty the Demon Emperor summoned me to the Demon Palace, and gave me a secret order. If the Demon Clan is defeated, let me take away the Hetu Luo Shu, Sun Moon Jinglun, go to the Sun God Star and hand over these two top-grade innate spirit treasures to Prince Lu Ya."

"When the time comes, give me back my freedom. On the contrary, if the monster clan wins, then these secret orders will naturally be like dust and will not count."

How clever Bai Ze is, he immediately thought of the key point.

"I'll give you back your freedom. Do you mean that the demon banner is in the hands of Prince Lu Ya?"

Kunpeng nodded, "That's right, not only the banners for recruiting monsters, but also the Zhoutian Xingdou formation and the Hunyuan Heluo formation are all in the hands of Prince Lu Ya."

"As long as I hand over the Hetu Luoshu and the Sun and Moon Essence Wheel to Prince Lu Ya, then Prince Lu Ya will release a strand of my primordial spirit from the demon banner and let me regain my freedom .”

Bai Ze asked, "Then, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, why didn't you also give the Chaos Clock to you?"

"The Chaos Clock, the innate treasure, do you think it can be kept in the hands of His Highness Lu Ya?"

Kunpeng shook his head, looking into the distance with gloomy eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, pack up quickly, let's go to the Sun God Star together, Tianting, we can't stay any longer."

Yingzhao Yaosheng hurriedly said, "Heavenly Court, but the base camp of my demon clan, how could I give up?"

Ji Meng's face changed even more, "Kunpeng, what nonsense are you talking about, Da Luotian is the holy land of my demon clan, if we just evacuate like this, how can we be worthy of His Majesty the Demon Emperor?"

"If His Majesty the Demon Emperor is still there, there is no danger, but both His Majesties have fallen, and there is no emperor in the Heavenly Court. Think about it carefully, how many races have the Heavenly Court offended over the years, the Qingqiu Fox Clan, the Angel Clan, the Golden Ants?" The family is endless, and it is almost impossible to count."

"Now that the situation is reversed, the Heavenly Court is bound to be attacked by crowds. How long can we alone resist?"

Kunpeng's words silenced everyone.

Although Kunpeng's character is not very good, but what he said is good, the hostility of the Wanzu to the Yaozu is too great.

Although the foundation of the heavenly court is still there, if it can be maintained for a while, can it be maintained for eternity?

Evacuating the Heavenly Court is the best way!

Soon, Bai Ze's eyes became firm, "All the demon soldiers below the Taiyi Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Court will be disbanded. Remember to give them enough benefits. Those who are above the Taiyi Immortal, if they are willing to follow us to the Sun God Star Find His Majesty the Demon Emperor, let’s go together, if you don’t want to, I will also give you some benefits.”

"Also, check the demon emperor's treasury and transfer all the treasures."

After Bai Ze gave the order, everyone went to carry it out. Half a day later, everyone returned to Da Luotian.

Yingzhao reported, "Military division, there are 430 people who are willing to continue to follow His Highness Lu Ya, all of whom are Taiyi Golden Immortals. There is not a single Daluo Immortal."

"I see."

Bai Ze nodded, and continued to order, "Yingzhao, Feilian, Shangyang, Jimeng, you four, take these people and go to the land of Beiming to settle down first, and the demon master and I will go to the Sun God star."

"Yes, Sergeant."

The four of Ji Meng nodded at first, and then hesitated, "Military division, what should we do in those 33 days, just leave it to my enemies in heaven?"

Bai Ze gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Burn them all, and don't leave anything behind. How can they profane His Majesty the Demon Emperor's majesty?"

"Yes."

Ji Meng and others hurried down to carry out the execution, while Bai Ze and Kunpeng tore apart the space and rushed out of the chaos.

In the endless chaos, the Helios star emits boundless heat, illuminating the endless and vast star field.

At this time, Lu Ya was sitting cross-legged, his expression was unprecedentedly firm, faintly revealing the indescribable coercion of the emperor.

The monster clan was defeated, and the emperor father fell, but his three-legged Golden Crow bloodline, the emperor's blood has not been cut off.

He, Lu Ya, must reappear, no, surpass the foundation created by his father and uncle.

(End of this chapter)