Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 123 The Corpse King Sect blocks the door, the eldest son of the Wang family

As soon as Jiefa jumped into the water, he realized that something was wrong. The originally calm and clear stream suddenly turned into a dark and chaotic, surging river!
puff.

Jiefa poked his head out to look around, his expression changed drastically.

In the dark river without knowing the boundaries, the figures are lying on the fragments of the golden mountain in panic, and there are endless undead below, and the most conspicuous ones are the monk who is saving sentient beings, and the two indistinct but terrifying lines on the sky. Breath figure.

He is too familiar with this scene!

The scene on the Wangchuan River can be said to be one of his few nightmares, even the Nascent Soul cultivator can't help himself.

"Illusion? You are trying to trap me with a trivial trick. You really don't know the heights of the world." Jiefa said coldly.

Then I saw him reach out to pat the Wangchuan River.

boom!
The whole world began to shake, and Jiefa was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that he had shaken the illusion, and then even with a few more palms, the whole world was shaking, but the illusion was not shattered for a long time.

But Jiefa didn't notice that those people who had ignored him before began to look over slowly.

Then he saw a figure suddenly attacking him, the uninvited guest who broke into this world.

After Jiefa noticed it, he pointed out and turned it into fly ash, but the man didn't die, but condensed out of his original position again, this time he didn't attack Jiefa again, but just stared blankly. Lie on the golden mountain fragments.

"What's going on here?" Jiefa looked around solemnly, giving him a faint bad feeling.

boom!
All of a sudden, those people in the painting all shot at the precepts, and one after another the seals, palm seals, and fist seals slammed down, and he even saw himself and his apprentice Kong Luo.

"drink!"

Jiefa hurriedly propped up a shield of spiritual power, but was smashed into the river of forgetfulness by a terrifying force.

This is the horror of the real person who painted Jiehua. He uses people's memory as a painting, and draws a certain moment in people's memory on paper, but it is not only for people to see, it can also exert terrifying power.

This painting is not considered to be the pinnacle work of Jiehua real person, it is only of an ordinary level in terms of skill, and it does not show the characteristic charm of Wangchuanhe, etc., so I want to hurt Jiefa, the real Nascent Soul real person But it's a little difficult.

But the greatest beauty of this painting is the two gods on the sky whose faces cannot be seen clearly. They are extraordinary existences, and it is precisely because of them that the standard of the whole painting has reached a high-quality goods.

Sure enough, the fight between Jie Fa and the people in the painting alarmed the King of Youchuan and the Great Master of Desolate Bones in the painting. A bone claw slammed him into the Wangchuan River and gave him a hug.

"Cough cough. What the hell is going on? Little beast, get out!"

Snapped.

Meng Yuanjiang gently pulled the picture of Purdue sentient beings out of the stream, but there were two precepts in the picture, one of which was soaked in the water, roaring to the sky.

Now that the law has been trapped in this painting by him, as long as the painting is preserved and not damaged, this guy will definitely not be able to get out in a short time.

And with the precepts in hand, and still a Daoist in the Nascent Soul Realm, Landa Temple has already lost a Nascent Soul Daoist, if it loses two consecutively, it will be a bone-shattering injury.

After putting the painting into the heavens to suppress it and keep it safe, Meng Yuan grabbed the ground again, and Zhuge Yuan's map of fallen leaves and withered forest fell into his hand, and the surrounding scenery was restored again, which surprised many small animals.

Immediately, he went to a small town nearby, wrote a letter to the trustee and sent it to the Landa Temple, and then turned into golden light and went to Luoxia Town.

"Senior Brother Wang, is this your hometown Luoxia Town?"

At the gate of the town, a few young people came, but they were all wearing blood-red robes, their faces were cold and sinister, and there was even a foul smell from time to time, which made the surrounding people respectfully stay away.

Wang Xiang's expression was stern, and now revisiting his old place made him feel sad that things were different, and he hated such cowardly feelings.

"Yes, it is also the place where the ghost mother disappeared."

"So that's the case. I said that the suzerain managed to reach a settlement with the imperial court and the three sects, and allowed us to establish ten sub-helms. Why did we choose such a small town? It turned out that it was to investigate this matter."

Wang Xiang did not say anything. This was indeed his mission, but for the entire plan of the sect, it was just to deceive others. The real target of the Corpse King Sect was the corpses in the sea.

It's a pity that Blood Sea City was besieged at the beginning, which made them miss the best opportunity. They only need to go to sea to catch a lot, but now they have to go to sea to find it.

Not long after, Wang Xiang came to the former ancestral land of the Wang family, in front of the current Guanyin Temple.

Without Meng Yuan, there were very few pilgrims, only a young disciple was cleaning the door, and when he saw them standing in front of the door, he stepped forward and asked, "Are the young masters going to burn incense?"

An evil light flashed in the eyes of a disciple of the Corpse King Sect, and he asked, "My child, is your master here?"

Lu Xiaoman immediately sensed that the other party had some malicious intentions, and said, "Our master has been away for a while and should be back now."

"Hey, that's good. If he sees you hanging at the door to welcome him, he will be happy."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab him, but Lu Xiaoman wanted to avoid it, but the other hand seemed to have seen through his thoughts, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Ah! Master, help me."

Suddenly, there was a sword cry, a flash of green light, and with a pop, the Corpse King Sect disciple's arm fell to the ground, and blood immediately sprayed on Lu Xiaoman's face, scaring him so much that he ran away.

"Ah!" The disciple of the Corpse King Sect immediately covered his broken arm and screamed, and the rest of the people looked towards the end of the street.

I saw three Taoists coming towards me, and the one on the left was inserting his sword into its sheath.

"The disciples of the Corpse King Sect actually appeared here in broad daylight, what is going on in Blood Sea City?" Mo Chen said angrily.

They didn't know yet that the Corpse King Sect had reached a settlement with all parties.

"People from Qingjing sect?"

At this moment, Miao Yan also came out of the temple, behind him were the disciples, who were lying on the side of the door and watching.

"You guys, what's the matter?" Miaoyan asked.

Taoist Master Qingzhu who came over immediately warned: "Master Miaoyan, these people are demons from the Corpse King Sect, be careful."

"Who are you scolding, stinky Taoist priest?" Everyone in the Corpse King Sect suddenly showed bad looks on their faces, and everyone let out their own auras.

More than ten people are actually in the Foundation Establishment Realm!

The three of Qingzhu were immediately surprised, how could so many people come out?

Wang Xiang remained silent from beginning to end, causing people to subconsciously ignore him.

"Evil heretic, what's wrong with scolding you? The Taoist master wants to kill you." Mo Chen was very hostile to the disciples of the Corpse King Sect because one of his friends was killed by the Corpse King Sect.

As he said that, he wanted to use the flying sword to kill again, but was held down by senior brother Qingzhu.

"Let's see the situation for now."

The confident look of these people made him wonder if something important happened that they didn't know yet.

But whatever he wanted, a sword talisman fell into Qingzhu's hands from the sky, but the information he carried moved him a little, and then he passed it on to the two juniors to watch.

"What? The Zongmen and the Corpse King Sect have reached a settlement, and they will no longer hunt and kill the corpse king's disciples?" Mo Chen shouted. "This, this suzerain is confused!"

"Senior brother be careful."

Qing Zhu warned, then looked at the corpse king sect on the opposite side and said: "Even if our sect pardons you, if you continue to do evil, the poor will still kill you."

"The smelly Taoist is so loud, I will abolish you today!"

Taoist Qingzhu's condescending tone made them unbearable, and they wanted to take action immediately, but Wang Xiang stretched out his hand and pressed: "Enough!"

boom!
The aura of the Golden Core Realm immediately overwhelmed everyone, causing the three of Qingzhu and Miao Yan to turn pale with shock. There is actually a Golden Core?
"We came here to establish a sub-rule, and we have no intention of opposing the noble sect. Why should the three priests be so hostile?" Wang Xiang said.

The palms of Qingzhu and the others are sweaty, this person is so powerful, and he is so young, he must be the arrogance of the corpse king sect.

At this moment, several breaths descended from the sky.

"Junior Brother Wang, we are here."

"This place is nice."

"Hey, are there anyone from the Qingjing Sect?"

Golden elixir!Five more practitioners of the Golden Core Realm have arrived!There are old and young, male and female, but almost all of them have a trace of evil in their bodies. The so-called appearance comes from the heart, and they have the kind of appearance that doesn't look like a serious person at first glance.

But no matter how ugly it was, it was still at the Golden Core state, and the majestic aura almost made it difficult for the three of them to stand up. These people were deliberately targeting them.

"Disperse!"

Suddenly, Miao Yan yelled, and an invisible momentum instantly dissipated the coercion of several Jindan people, and the three of Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, thank you, Master Miaoyan."

Miao Yan shook his head, just now the three Taoist priests saved his disciples and stood up for them, he is not an ungrateful person.

"Huh? This little monk is a bit interesting, so tender." The female Jin Dan licked her lips and said with bright eyes.

"A mere bald donkey dares to meddle in our affairs, I think he's getting impatient!"

At this moment, the six elite disciples of the Golden Core Realm and a dozen elite disciples of the Foundation Establishment Realm, even the Wang family's high-end combat power at the time, are hard to match, and the three Qingzhu and the strongest of the witty words at this moment are only successful in Foundation Establishment. I'm afraid it won't last even one round.

And these are members of the Corpse King Sect, they must still have corpse demons on them, once they fight, the number of people on the other side will at least double.

"You Corpse King Sect is deliberately provoking trouble, do you want to start a war again?" Qingzhu shouted.

This made them a bit wary. Before coming out, the suzerain repeatedly emphasized not to provoke the three sects and the court. If someone caused him trouble, they believed that the suzerain would definitely feed that person to the corpse king.

"Hey, you've saved your life with this skin, but this monk has nothing to do with your Qingjing sect. I remember that there is no such Guanyin Buddhist temple in Wanfa sect, right?"

A wretched-looking man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked at Miaoyan and the disciples behind him with a vicious expression.

Miao Yan stepped forward to block his gaze, without any fear on his face. If there was any discord with the truth, he would send his disciples away, and his own safety was not in his consideration.

"Where did the evil heretics come from and run wild in front of my Zen monastery!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the sky, which instantly made Miao Yan and his disciples feel relieved, as if all dangers would be resolved as long as they heard this voice.

"The third master is back! There is also the second master and brother Manzhu."

Meng Yuan led the two of them to land in front of the mountain gate, exchanged salutes with Qingzhu and Miaoyan, and then looked at the corpse king sect.

When he saw Wang Xiang, he paused slightly, and immediately understood his identity.

This should be Wang Xiang, the eldest son of the Wang family.

"Where did you come from, a little monk, who dare to speak wild words at a meager level of cultivation?"

"Hiss, this little monk is more tender. He is mine."

When the female Jin Dan saw Meng Yuan, her saliva almost flowed out, she twisted her body, and disappeared in place strangely, while Meng Yuan tilted her head slightly to avoid the fatal blow.

"The little monk is so responsive and quick-witted. I really like it more and more. I will definitely transform you into a corpse demon and stay with me forever!"

She rushed over again, even faster, with a figure like a ghost, which is the unique technique of the corpse king sect, the unique shadow.

The people present could hardly see her figure clearly, but under Meng Yuanhui's eyes and Tianear, her speed was not enough to see.

He swung the whisk and slapped it on the woman's face, and the whisk quickly grabbed her, strangled her neck and was lifted high by Meng Yuan.

This happened in a blink of an eye. No one expected that this woman was at the Golden Core level anyway, or was she a very fast and difficult Golden Core cultivator who was secretly subdued by someone?
"He has a spiritual weapon in his hand!" Someone said.

Immediately, several greedy eyes fixed on Meng Yuan, and the Shi Wangzong is not rich now, and the biggest treasure house was stolen by King Youchuan, almost everyone has to tighten their belts to live.

In order to gather enough offerings, many disciples pawned magic weapons. Of course, compensation will be made in the future, but the poor ones may not even have half a copper.

Seeing Meng Yuan holding a spiritual weapon suddenly made everyone think.

"Stinky monk, let my senior sister go, and hand over your spiritual weapon, otherwise we will demolish your temple today, kill your disciples, and transform you into a corpse demon!"

"Amitabha, all of you have been deeply ensnared by demons, and you have committed a lot of killing karma. In the future, you are afraid of catastrophe!"

"Stinky monk, dare to curse us?"

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Immediately, two figures came straight towards Meng Yuan, and he immediately jumped into the air. As for the woman who was swung by him, she flew to nowhere like a shooting star.

Facing the siege of the two Golden Core realms, Meng Yuan didn't panic at all, his figure flickered, and the whisk in his hand hit the two of them like whips, easily shattering their body-protecting divine light, and was defeated in a short time Come on.

"Damn it, this guy is very difficult to deal with with that treasure. Brothers, come and help."

Just as several people were trying to go to help, they were stopped by Wang Xiang.

"Junior Brother Wang, what do you mean? Senior Sister Jiang was thrown somewhere by that stinky monk. What's the reason why you stopped her instead of helping?" a middle-aged man with a mustache asked.

Wang Xiang said in a deep voice: "Sovereign order, don't flaunt and cause trouble."

"Don't talk about the suzerain. This young monk is neither a member of the three sects nor the imperial court. How can my corpse king allow him to bully him like this?"

"I'm the rudder master!" Wang Xiang shouted in a cold voice, making everyone stand still for a moment.

Seeing that there was no objection anymore, Wang Xiang looked at Meng Yuan and said, "I'm the one who interrupted this time. I hope you can take care of me in the future. Let's go."

Everyone in the Corpse King Sect had no choice but to leave with him, and someone immediately went to look for the woman who was thrown away by Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan looked at Wang Xiang's figure, and then stepped forward to reminisce with everyone, and invited the three Taoist priests of Qingzhu to rest in the temple.

(End of this chapter)