Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 208 Cang Jiao provokes the Yu clan to return, but Meng Yuan does not get the golden bell

In a volcano somewhere in the southern wilderness, roars of anger resounded throughout the world.

From the depths of the volcano, several Nether Fire Birds soared into the sky, spitting out flames in the sky and falling to the ground, as if they were venting their infinite anger.

In a palace made of countless lava rocks, the leader of the Netherworld Flame Bird Clan was entertaining distinguished guests. He had a giant horn on his head and was wearing scale armor. He was the same Cangjiao who escaped from the Demon King last time.

"My dear nephew, I'm afraid your ancestor is in danger now if he falls into the hands of those people. I only regret that my magic power is low and I am no match for that old turtle! If you have any complaints, I will bear them all."

Hearing this, the clan leader quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Senior, what are you talking about? My ancestor said that senior has been a distinguished guest of our Netherworld Fiery Bird Clan for generations. What's more, this time the other party is cunning, no wonder senior."

Then the voice changed and he said: "I just don't know where my ancestor Yuanshen is being held? I can send someone to rescue him."

Cang Jiao rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "My dear nephew, don't be impulsive. Now that Guiyuan Mountain is huge, and there are two human kingdoms helping us, your clan will suffer a big loss if they fight against it."

"This, how can this be good?"

"I once heard that my nephew and ancestor said that your clan came here to work in the Southern Wilderness on the orders of the Colorful Peacock of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters. Isn't this an opportunity?" Cangjiao Shen reminded me mysteriously. .

In the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, there are four major races: Maolin Yukun. Among them, the Colorful Peacock is the royal family among the Feather Clan, the Nether Fire Bird is its subsidiary race, and the Guiyuan Demon Emperor is also the royal family among the Scale Clan. Unfortunately, I don’t know why thousands of years ago. Defected and was expelled from the Kingdom of God.

When the clan leader heard the words, a trace of worry suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said: "What the senior said is true. Now that the Tao in the Southern Wilderness has disappeared, the Taisui God Lord has not been seen in the past few years, and he is probably no longer in this world. "

The reason why Southern Wilderness has generally remained peaceful these days is because after the Great Wilderness Canglong Tribulation, Tai Sui Shenjun went around the border of Southern Wilderness and carried out a killing spree. The corpses of gods were everywhere. The more powerful and alive the ancient being was, the more powerful he was. The Lord God is more and more fearful and dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Cangjiao nodded and said: "That's right. Now, while the other clans are hesitating, if my nephew can take advantage of it in advance, and then the strong men of the Colorful Peacock clan take action, how difficult will it be to rescue the ancestor of your clan?"

The clan leader immediately bowed to express his gratitude, and then began to prepare to return to the Northern Wilderness to invite the powerful men of the Peacock clan.

Cangjiao nodded, watching the leader of the Flame Bird Clan leave, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, it was getting more and more lively, it was lively, he liked it.

In the barren mountains, a monk and a horse, one white and one black, were walking silently.

This place is called Hejian Country. As the name suggests, it is a small country located in the middle of a large river.

One south and one north, two Dadu branches sandwiched it, but it also became a natural barrier, which saved this small country from the pain of war. There seemed to be no big monsters in this small country, but there were some signs of peace and prosperity for the country and the people. .

The mountain road was very steep, but for Meng Yuan and Ming Ma, it was no different from the plains. One person and one horse reached the highest point of the mountain top, looking up at the sky and the earth, looking at the magnificent river.

Naturally, Meng Yuan came here not to see the scenery, but the last golden bell had something to do with it.

The two waters meet here, and the long yellow sand accumulates here. The golden bell is in the yellow sand below.

But this thing seemed to have developed intelligence. Even if Meng Yuan held the other two bells, he could only vaguely sense that it was constantly moving in the yellow sand, as if it was deliberately avoiding him.

This last golden bell is a bit difficult to get.

Meng Yuan was sitting on the top of the mountain looking east. It happened that the rising sun was rising in the east, facing the hazy purple air. The people were going out to prepare for fishing, and they immediately saw this scene.

"Xian, fairy!"

The endless purple-gold light shone with great dignity, and the white clothes added a lot of mist, and the people were shocked.

Immediately, all officials were alarmed, even the leader of the Hejian Kingdom.

He hurriedly set up his car, and thousands of people came to the foot of the mountain. They saw a god sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with his back to all living beings. They immediately began to kneel down and worship. Because of the accumulation of sediment over the years, the floods have gradually become worse recently. Overflowing, I hope the gods will bless them and prevent them from harming them again.

Meng Yuan's ears suddenly heard countless begging voices, and it was difficult to be quiet.

He sat on the mountain for three days, and the people worshiped for three days. They even started to set up incense altars. Some people wanted to go up the mountain, but the mountain was too steep. No one dared to continue climbing less than halfway. A practitioner at the foundation level does not dare to offend the divine power and is unwilling to climb up.

Early that morning, the people were still gathering here to worship God, but they saw the same figure in white kneeling in front of the mountain to worship. This move suddenly made everyone confused.

What's happening here?
Then a common man who was usually bold came forward and asked, "I wonder if you are the god on the top of the mountain?"

Meng Yuandao: "That's me."

Seeing that he seemed to be able to communicate and did not show any disgust, the man suddenly became bolder: "Then why do you want to worship yourself?"

"There are some things I can't do, but I don't know who I can find to do it, so I want to worship myself and ask myself to help me."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. If you ask for help, shouldn't you do it yourself?

But some people also think about what it is that even God needs to ask people for.

"I lost my stuff and can't find it."

"Hey, what do I think? There are so many of us working together to help you find it. If you find it, can you please help us control the flood?"

Meng Yuan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Then he told everyone that what he dropped was a purple and gold bell, which was in the mud.

Immediately, the people called their friends, went home, took hoes and dustpans, and started digging in the yellow sand beach.Passed on to ten, passed on to hundreds, and more and more people joined in. Finally, even the king of the Hejian Kingdom took off his yellow robe and joined the excavation army with a hoe.

Meng Yuan was on the side guiding them to dig. Countless amounts of sand were dug out and piled up on both sides, forming a huge dam. However, these people didn't pay attention. They just wanted to find the purple bell as soon as possible. , and then let the man of God control the flood.

As these people dug, the hiding area of ​​the purple bell became smaller and smaller, and finally it was dug out with a hoe.

"Found it! I found something belonging to God!" A man covered in mud cheered loudly.

In an instant, countless cheers rang out on this yellow beach.

The king crawled up to the man, took the purple bell, and said happily: "Okay, what's your name? I'll reward you with a thousand taels of silver and a big house."

"Your Majesty, the little one is calling."

The king held the purple gold bell in both hands and handed it to Meng Yuan like a treasure, feeling very excited in his heart.

Meng Yuan took the bell and found that it was slightly different. Both the size and color were better than the other two. There was also a faint consciousness in it. No wonder the fellow Taoist Zhang said that together they could be made into a divine weapon.

"God, we have found something for you, this flood."

Meng Yuan immediately smiled and said: "Haven't you already solved the flood problem?"

"Ah? Solved?"

Meng Yuan pointed to the dug ditch: "Originally, the flood was caused by the accumulation of sediment here, blocking the river channel. If there is a flood in the upper reaches and cannot be discharged, it will turn into a flood and turn this country into a marsh."

"But now that we have this ditch and this dike, it's enough."

The Purple Golden Bell has been buried here for an unknown period of time, absorbing endless yellow sand. Now that it is approaching saturation, it will naturally cause sediment accumulation. The people of the Hejian Kingdom have never encountered this problem before, so they do not know how to deal with it.

The king spread the news to the people, and everyone was very happy. Some people even realized that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, as a true man of God!
When everyone looked at the top of the mountain again, they found that the figure had disappeared.

Meng Yuan was walking down the river on a broad leaf. The golden wheel of merit behind his head seemed to be burning with flames. Three golden bells, one large and two small, were tumbling in it. He began to refine treasures again.

The three purple gold bells are not mortal objects, but now they are only semi-finished products that still need to be sacrificed and refined. Therefore, Meng Yuan used his exclusive treasure refining method again, at least judging from the last sea-suppressing pearl and dragon horn scissors. It was a success.

However, it would not take a few days to refine the magic weapon, so he hurried on while refining the treasure, riding on the leaves.

The people of Hejian Kingdom were extremely grateful when they saw this and left their name forever.

On the other side, Wei Tian and Jin Maohuan pursued the traces of Taoist Demon Cicada, but were tricked by him many times. Both people and the beast suffered a lot, and even the cicada slough in their hands was snatched away by him.

But Wei Tian has also made rapid progress. He has developed the magical ability to find people with his divine eyes. Jin Maohuan has also remembered the taste of Taoist Demon Cicada. This man and beast are more difficult to deal with than before!

Taoist Demon Chan is in unspeakable misery. He is really destined to have bad luck, and his years are going to be unfavorable.

Is it because I was lucky enough to avoid a disaster in ancient times and used up all my luck?Taoist Mo Chan couldn't help but think of it.

Otherwise, I can't explain why I am so unlucky. When I was born 5000 years ago, I met that terrifying guy who suppressed me without saying a word. I finally got rid of the suppression by relying on the innate magical power of shedding my shell. After hanging around for a few days, I met that dead bald man again and released him. These two biting things are unfair!
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the horizon, and Taoist Demon Chan couldn't help but curse: "You came so fast, I won't play with you anymore!"

Having said that, it flapped its six wings and flew south. It heard that there is an endless sea in the south. I am having a bad time on this land. Then I will go to the sea branch, right?

Not long after, Wei Tian came riding a golden retriever. Seeing that Taoist Demon Cicada had left one step ahead of him again, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "We will never be able to catch it just by following it. We must intercept it from the front."

"Roar--"

"This guy is extremely fast, but his nature is hard to change. He likes to eat the juice of the ten thousand-year-old spiritual trees. Wherever he passes, there are lush spiritual trees. It will definitely go to the South China Sea, where the spiritual trees in the swampy forest are There are so many, I think we can intercept it!"

Wei Tian immediately went straight to the Shuizhuang Forest with Jin Maohuan.

On the border of Dayan, Lantian City next to the swampy forest has been a little uneasy recently.

Since a few years ago, strange things have often happened in the city. People always disappear inexplicably, and when they are finally found, only headless bodies are left.

Rumor has it that some human skins were seen wandering around the city, seemingly looking for something.

The city lord's palace sent out many golden elixir experts to search, and even invited the real Yuanying to investigate. Although many demons were caught, the human skin was not found. Everyone thought it was a rumor and something else was responsible.

On the trail outside the city, a young man stepped out of the city gate with a bookcase on his back and a pipa in his arms. He looked back and then no longer missed it.

"Hee hee, I finally left." A woman's voice suddenly came, and then countless terrifying, weird, and penetrating roars came from the book box.

"Hmph! I will take you to find the holy monk, but if you harm anyone again, don't blame me for burning you all."

"Don't worry, I keep my word."

Soon after, news came from the city lord's mansion that the eldest son Luo Zha died of a sudden illness. The city lord went into seclusion for a day to mourn him.

(End of this chapter)