Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 150 Sitting down
The First Saint Sect is located beyond the sea of ​​clouds.

Fulong Luohan sat upright on a cliff, gazing longingly at the vast sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and recalled that handsome face in his mind again.

"Amitabha. Niang Xipi!"

Fulong Luohan was so angry that he slammed his palm down, and the cliff turned into powder in an instant. Even so, the anger in his heart was not vented at all.

Instead, I became even angrier.

It was not until now that he finally understood why Lu Yang did not stay and fight him that day. That beast actually wanted to starve him to death!

This is unreasonable. Because for building the foundation, the time of cultivation is so precious.

In the early stages of foundation building, it takes decades just to heal injuries, and decades more to refine one's innate magical powers, seek out the Heavenly Gangs and Earthly Evils, and refine them into innate magical powers.
More than a hundred years have passed just in this realm!
The life span of one's foundation-building life span is no more than 300 years, and the initial stage of cultivation takes more than 100 years. It is conceivable how precious time is, and cultivation really requires every second.

But now there is a person who doesn't care about cultivation at all. He has obviously built a perfect foundation, condensed his innate magical powers, and even obtained huge merits and luck. If it were someone else, he would have rushed out to look for Tiangang and Disha long ago, but Lu Yang is still staying in the Holy Sect and not going out!
Over the years, Fulong Luohan has used countless methods.

They provoked, mocked, and deliberately ruined his reputation, but Lu Yang remained unmoved, and Fu Long Luohan was so angry that he could only vent his anger here.

"This turtle is hiding behind his head."

Thinking of this, Fulong Luohan turned his head and looked in the direction of the Pure Land. He felt even more aggrieved because he had actually been cut off from the Pure Land.

After all, his merits and virtues have been exhausted and his life is coming to an end.

To the Pure Land, he is already a useless person.

As for [Chengtoutu], the key does not lie in him, but in his foundation of Taoism, that is, [Fulong Temple]. This is the advantage of Pure Land.

[Fulong Temple] can replace people.

For cultivators who practice the path of body refining and ascension, the foundation is unique and belongs to whoever it belongs to. However, in Jiangxi, the ownership of the foundation is actually in the hands of Jingtu.

Fu Long is dead?

Then let's find someone else to inherit the [Fulong Temple].

For this reason, the Pure Land Bodhisattva even said that Guangming was a good person and had made contributions in the previous battle to seize the Dao, so he should be the successor.

Listen, is this human language?
When Fulong Luohan heard the news, his golden body almost exploded with rage, but he had no other choice, let alone go back and kill Guangming.

After all, it was the Bodhisattva who personally appointed him. If he had obediently accepted his fate, he would have been reborn as a pig or dog for ten lifetimes after death. After repaying his karma and returning to the human world, there might be a glimmer of hope after thousands of years to return to the path of Taoism. But if he had offended the Bodhisattva? Then he would have to pay it back for thousands of lifetimes.

Thinking of this, one can imagine how deep the resentment in Fulong Luohan's heart is.

He didn't dare to resent the Pure Land, nor did he dare to resent the Chusheng Sect, so he had to put all his resentment on Lu Yang, and he almost wanted to eat his flesh alive.

"What should we do now?"

Fulong Luohan murmured softly. At this moment, a light and shadow suddenly appeared beside him: "What else can you do? There is only one thing you can do now."

"That means waiting!"

As soon as the words fell, Fulong Luohan looked at the light and shadow, and suddenly grinned: "Butian, I'm unlucky, and you're not much better."

The person who came was the master of Butian Peak!

Fulong Luohan and the Lord of Butian Peak were of the same generation. If he was dying, how much longer could the Lord of Butian Peak live? They were both old monsters whose time was coming to an end.

To be honest, seeing that the Lord of Butian Peak was also in an awkward situation at the moment made Fulong Luohan feel much better.

"You asked me to wait, how can I wait?"

"Of course, I will wait until the time when you should pass away."

The head of Butian Peak said in a cold tone, "It's not difficult to calculate your life span. It's only about 10 to 20 years. I estimate that Lu Yang will wait until 20 years later."

As soon as these words came out, Fulong Luohan's face suddenly darkened. Although he wanted to refute, he opened his mouth for a long time but could not utter a word. He knew in his heart that what the Lord of Butian Peak said was very likely the truth. However, he soon reacted and his eyes suddenly brightened: "Do you have a way to help me endure for a few more decades?" "I can't do it for a few decades."

The master of Butian Peak said calmly, "Ten years is still possible. I have a wind-avoiding pill in my hand that can block the strong wind for ten years, allowing you to live ten more years."

"However, the power of the elixir is limited. The second time you use it, the effect will be reduced by one third, and the third time by another third."

Upon hearing this, Fu Long simply asked, "What do you want?"

"Your golden body relic after death, and you must practice dual cultivation with my daughter to help her cultivate the Six Paths Nirvana Phoenix Art." The Lord of Butian Peak put forward the conditions.

"can!"

Fulong Luohan agreed without hesitation. After all, he had nothing to lose now. Now that he was at the bottom of the valley, no matter how he went, he was heading upwards.

The master of Butian Peak nodded with satisfaction, then took out a white jade pill. Fulong Arhat took it and without saying a word, sent it into his sea of ​​consciousness to protect his soul. He immediately felt relieved, and the death crisis from [Bifeng] was also alleviated a lot. It was obvious that the effect was very good.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Fulong Arhat cupped his hands, his face showing joy as he glared fiercely in the direction of Shengzong: "Lü Yang, wait for it! I will make you pay with blood!"

Time flies, twenty years later.

"What? Fulong passed away?"

When the news reached Luofeng Mountain, Lu Yang was a little surprised. He counted with his fingers as usual and used the [Jiutianyi] for help. No, this person is still alive?
Although if you calculate the time, it is almost time.

"It seems like they've used some kind of life-extending trick to try to trick me. These people are so filthy! Can't they just be good people like me?"

Lu Yang sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, thought for a moment, and then called Su Nu.

On the second day, Su Nu, disguised as Lu Yang, blatantly left Shengzong and deliberately walked around Jiangbei several times.

"Huh! Do you think I'll do the same thing twice?"

Fulong Luohan hid in the dark, watching Su Nu flying across the sky, gritting his teeth in hatred: "Such an obvious temptation, you must really suspect that I am dead."

"Otherwise, there's no need to have someone pretend to be me and go fishing."

"That makes sense. In order to confront me, he hasn't sought out the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends for decades. If he keeps delaying, he might not even be able to break through to the middle stage of foundation building in this lifetime!"

"He should be anxious too!"

Thinking of this, Fulong Luohan became more and more excited and showed a sinister smile.

"Given the passage of time, he will definitely not be able to hold back!"

"He'll come out!"

But his expression soon changed again, and he became anxious: "It's still not very stable. It's only ten years. What if he waits ten more years just to be safe?"

After saying that, he looked at the master of Butian Peak beside him.

"Butian, it's not that I'm greedy, it's mainly because we've come this far and are just a little bit away from killing him. Why don't you give me another wind-proof pill?"

"Um"

The master of Butian Peak fell silent after hearing this, but then he thought, the reason why he gave a wind-proof pill was to take revenge on Lu Yang through Fulong Luohan. But if Lu Yang really waited ten years and Fulong Luohan was still outlasted by him, then wouldn't his wind-proof pill be wasted?

After pondering for a long time, the Butian Peak Master gritted his teeth and said:
".Well, I'll give you another one."

"The last one!"

(End of this chapter)