Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 89 I don't like it, so I'll kill it!

Chapter 89 I don't like it, so I'll kill it! (3 more chapters, 1.1 words)
The word "tribute" is very subtle.

When Chen Huangpi listened, he felt something was wrong.

He looked at the mutated statue, which was even more powerful than before, and felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.

Those evil beings were even more stunned.

Wang Mingdao was especially shocked. He asked, "Where does this Huangpi King come from? Is he Chen Huangpi? Why does the mutant statue pay tribute to him?"

You know, that Ruyi Bodhisattva said so.

This mutated statue is the Guangmu God.

Moreover, after eating some enlightened gods, he recovered 30% of his strength.

Thirty percent of the strength is so terrifying.

If it were restored to 100%, how powerful would it be?
Even Wang Mingdao suspected that the Guangmu God was more terrifying than the disaster in the calamity. Perhaps only the sword light of the disaster eye could compete with it.

But it is such a terrifying existence.

He actually bowed his head and gave in to the yellow-skinned king who was obviously just a standout among the disasters.

I can't understand it and I can't guess it.

The evil ones are simple-minded.

They don't understand what twists and turns are all about, they just know that bowing their heads means failure.

Everyone wanted to clap and cheer.

"The Yellow-skinned King is so awesome!"

"A mere word from the Supreme God Guangmu can make it bow down to him!"

"Among the 100,000 mountains, I only recognize the Yellow-skinned King!"

I'm afraid that once these evil creatures leave the Tomb of the Gods, the news that the Yellow-skinned King has defeated the even more terrifying God Guangmu will spread again.

Chen Huangpi ignored these evil creatures.

At this moment, he felt mixed emotions, and even his anger was suppressed a little.

"Mutated idol, I still call you that. What do you mean by paying tribute to me?"

"Didn't I always pay tribute to you in the past?"

Chen Huangpi has complicated emotions about the mutated statue.

When he was a child, he loved to steal offerings from the mutant statue.

Because there are many varieties and the taste is good.

Moreover, sometimes when he got tired of chanting in the hall, he would lie down at the feet of the mutant statue and sleep.

So, when the mutated statue ran out of the mountain gate at night and wanted to come back, Chen Huangpi softened his heart and agreed.

If the master hadn’t forbidden it.

Now the mutated statue has probably returned to its original position.

As for the later attempt to kill him, Chen Huangpi simply thought it was because the mutated statue was contaminated.

Therefore, let’s keep things separate.

At this time, the mutant statue was helpless, and urged its big head to say evilly: "I have always been the one paying tribute to you, so why should you pay tribute to me? If you hadn't come to steal the tribute every day, I really couldn't afford it, and I wouldn't have thought of escaping."

"Now my power has recovered 30%, and I can barely stay awake."

"If you want it, how dare I not give it to you."

The words of the mutant statue were extremely bitter.

The gods in Jingxian Temple were all brought by the temple master from the Daqian Immortal Dynasty.

According to the agreement, as long as they stayed in the Jingxian Temple peacefully, and when Chen Huangpi grew up a little, they would offer tribute to it every day, and the master of the temple would protect them.

But later, the master went crazy.

Chen Huangpi didn't know what happened that day and just thought that the temple master had gone crazy.

Not even the brass oil lamp.

But these gods saw it clearly.

It was exactly an hour before dawn that day.

The abbot was sitting cross-legged alone in the main hall. Suddenly, many golden and black characters appeared around his body, which looked like flowers, birds, fish and insects. Those characters twisted and squirmed as if they were alive.

Words are shackles and torture.

The master of the temple looked painful, but he covered his mouth and refused to make any sound.

Because Chen Huangpi was sleeping at this time.

All the gods were terrified. Some were so scared that they closed their eyes and covered their ears and dared not to look.

Because they all know what kind of existence the master of the view is.

Close to Tao.

The gods couldn't guess what had happened, nor did they dare to guess.

Eventually, the master went crazy.

Before going crazy, he said something and then did something.

The sentence was: "What's going on outside the Ten Thousand Mountains, I don't want to care, but the sun and the moon are about to change. You are urging my yellow skin to grow up like this, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"I am old, but I am not dead yet!"

"If you want to make a scene, wait another ten thousand years!"

"It's just the sun and the moon. I can change it!"

After saying that, the abbot stretched out his hand like a sword and slashed at himself five times.

For the first time, the soul was cut out.

The second time, the soul was divided into yin and yang, yin was the moon and yang was the sun.

As for the next three times.

No one knew what had happened to the mutated statue, but the master of the temple had indeed gone crazy since then.

Purple, white and green.

There were three abbots of the temple. At the beginning, they would wake up once every few days and urge the gods to pay tribute to Chen Huangpi as agreed.

But later, I never woke up for many years.

Some gods had other ideas.

The tribute was the flesh and blood of the gods.

Who is willing to pay tribute all the time?

What's more, after the abbot went crazy, strange things started to happen in Jingxian Temple.

Every eight hundred years, a strange creature would wander around the temple at night.

That existence is not the master of the temple, but it possesses extremely strange power. The gods speculate that it might be the "you" mentioned in the words spoken by the master of the temple.

In short, the gods ran away.

The mutant idol was the last to run away.

It didn't want to run away, but in the end it was the only god left to pay tribute to Chen Huangpi. If it didn't run away, it would be eaten alive.

But as soon as I left Jingxian Temple.

The mutated statue was polluted. It was able to remain conscious at first, but later it became more and more crazy.

It instinctively sought out the enlightened gods and ate them to resist the pollution of the strange black smoke.

There were not so many gods in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to feed it, so it went completely crazy.

It was not until Chen Huangpi sucked away most of the black smoke from it and was beaten up by the temple master that it regained some of its consciousness.

The mutated statue knew that the master of the temple raised Chen Huangpi as his own son.

Now I meet Chen Huangpi again.

How could the mutated statue not dare to agree to Chen Huangpi's request?

At this moment.

The mutated statue pushed the Ruyi Bodhisattva in front of Chen Huangpi.

It said in a complicated tone: "This god was enlightened later, not the original batch. If it were, it would see that you would be like me and would not dare to do such an overstepping thing."

That's a clever remark.

The mutated statue does not mention the master of the temple at all.

But every word is related to the master of the temple.

When the brass oil lamp saw this, it immediately realized that this mutated statue must be one of its own.

The speaking skills are so superb.

There is not even such vague words as "that one, that existence".

"Chen Huangpi, it seems it didn't lie to you."

The brass oil lamp said, "But do you really want to kill this Ruyi Bodhisattva? Perhaps it can be of some use if you keep it."

The abilities of Ruyi Bodhisattva are very extraordinary.

It would be a pity to kill him like this.

The soul-demanding ghost also said, "Master, the Dog Taming Sutra can control it."

however……

Chen Huangpi said firmly, "If I don't kill it, I won't be at peace. No matter how strange or useful its abilities are, what good will it do? If I don't like it, I'll kill it!"

After saying that, Chen Huangpi slashed at the idiot-like Ruyi Bodhisattva with his sword.

The head of Ruyi Bodhisattva was split into two halves on the spot.

"it is good!"

The brass oil lamp was excited: "What a good way to kill someone if I don't like him, Chen Huangpi, you really have three points of the style of the temple master!"

The last time the heaven and earth changed dramatically, the sun and the moon appeared in the same sky.

The master of the temple also said, I don’t like it.

Those words made the brass oil lamp bow down.

Now that Chen Huangpi said the same thing, how could it not be excited?
The soul-seeking ghost said: "Master, as long as you feel comfortable in your heart, then it's good!"

As soon as Ruyi Bodhisattva died.

The anger in Chen Huangpi's heart suddenly dissipated.

Even the essence produced in the liver has become more refined and richer than before.

Chen Huangpi seemed to understand something: "This is the clear mind. It seems that it should be the same when I was practicing the Kidney Temple before."

It's not just about the clarity of thoughts and the transformation of vital energy.

He also felt that the liver temple that had not yet been built seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

My whole body was itchy and unbearable, as if something was about to grow out of it.

However, before he could scratch it.

The strange itch suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Chen Huangpi was puzzled, but he did not think about the reason at this time. He just looked at the mutated statue and said, "How should I call you, Guangmu Shangshen?"

The mutant statue shook his head and said, "Others can call me that, but I dare not be arrogant in front of you. You can still call me the mutant statue as before."

"it is good."

Chen Huangpi was not shy and said openly, "Do you want to go back with me?!"

He wants to eat the tribute.

The offerings to the mutant idols are the most delicious.

The mutant statue said helplessly: "I can't go back. I made a mistake, and I must be punished for my mistakes. Besides, that place is not my home. I want to leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains, go all the way west, cross the Nine Seas, and then cross the Three Mountains. I want to go home."

"Before you leave, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"I want to go to the underworld to find the resurrection jade, so I came to this tomb of the gods."

Hear this.

The mutant statue immediately understood: "Yes, there is indeed a road leading to the underworld, but I can't go in."

"Why?"

"Because I am a god in the human world, not a Yin God in the underworld."

"If I go in, I will be ignited with boundless karmic fire on the spot. On the contrary, these enlightened gods are different from me. They were created with yellow mud from the Yin soil, so they will not be resisted by the Yin soil and the Yellow Spring."

"Ok."

Chen Huangpi was a little disappointed. He wished the mutated statue could go with him to the underworld.

That would definitely be a big help.

But it can't go, how can I bear to force it?

It seemed that he could see what Chen Huangpi was thinking.

The mutant statue said gently: "Don't worry, although Huangquan Yintu is dangerous, it is like returning home for you. You will be fine without me."

Chen Huangpi didn't know whether this was true or not.

Could it be that this egg of mine came out from the underworld?

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "In that case, then tell me where the passage is and I'll go down and take a look myself."

The mutant statue said, "It's in the coffin on the third floor."

"The third floor? Can you take me in?"

"of course can!"