Chapter 133 Disaster in the West

Author: Yuzhu Sanren

Chapter 133 Disaster in the West

"This is only theoretically possible. It's impossible for you to ambush all your disciples on the Western Spiritual Mountain at once. Under the influence of karma, I'm afraid your fellow Taoists will also perish."

Hongyun explained.

this.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly. He knew that his good friend was telling the truth. This matter really cannot be solved in one go. It needs to be discussed in the long run.

Follow the path of Guangchengzi.

He wouldn't think so far ahead.

I only want Xuanyuan to attain enlightenment as soon as possible so that I can get a share of merit. As for the rest, I don’t really care so much, especially since I don’t have much friendship with him, Shennong.

In the end, Ou Shennong was a failed human emperor.

Only then can you show your ability.

But Huang Long stretched out his hand and a talisman edict fell on his hand. After reading it again, Huang Long was a little surprised. It turned out to be Yuan Shi's arrangement for Shen Nong. Could it be before he became a Taoist?

There is still a good relationship between them.

At the beginning of the relationship, Huang Long was asked to repay this period of cause and effect, but what ability did Huang Long have to make Shen Nong realize the Tao immediately? The perfect Tao foundation is something that can only be obtained.

Originally it was a gift from heaven and earth.

I can only say that it is not authentic to teach saints to do things in the West.

"Fellow Taoist Shen Nong, there is actually another way that can help you attain enlightenment immediately, but I wonder if Taoist Shen Nong has the determination?" Huang Long shook the dust in his hand.

He handed the talisman in his hand to Shennong.

Let him choose with confidence.

When Shen Nong read the contents of the talisman, he showed a look of despair and led the demon to invade the Western religion. He transformed himself into a demon and directly destroyed the spiritual mountain.

hehe.

This method can only be said to hurt the enemy 10,000 and damage yourself 8,000.

Is the incarnation of Hongyun staying in the small world of Wuzhuang Temple?

Not raised yet.

If she transforms into a demon, then Shennong will be fighting to the death with the Western Cult. This will also require catastrophe, and she will have to have a fight with the Western Cult in the future. Haha, but does she have any other choice?

Even though he knew that drinking poison would quench his thirst, he still had to do it.

"It's decided."

Huang Long looked at Emperor Shen Nong and found one or two things indifferent. The so-called medicine does not separate families. There is another one, the Avenue of Plagues, which is also Shen Nong's specialty. It depends on who bows his head first.

"nature."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Huang Long stood up and looked at the sun in the west.

A black spot was rapidly expanding, and within it was the birth of the Demon King. It was the Demon in the Cloud, the true form of Shennong, and the fragments had been collected by fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi at Wuzhuang Temple.

This is full of darkness.

Hongyun was kind, humble and courteous during his lifetime, but God treated him like this. How could he not hate him? As long as Shen Nong used his hatred as his obsession, he could naturally take away the Western religion in one wave.

Wails everywhere.

Huang Long felt a cold mood on his body. Black snowflakes were falling from the sky. This was not a good thing. There was a burning cloud on the horizon.

It's burning.

Endless magma.

It directly penetrated the sky above Lingshan, and the demon world hidden outside the prehistoric world was completely revealed at this moment, with red clouds and white hair.

Looking at the hypocritical Buddha on Lingshan Mountain.

Smile lightly.

"I asked Heaven what is good."

"Don't let the world grow old."

"I asked the sky what is evil?"

"No one tells me I have a liver!"

Ha ha

Jie Jie's demonic voice resounded throughout the sky. On the Lingshan Mountain, the twin lotuses that were originally in full bloom withered in an instant. Saint Zhunti, who was originally sitting on the lotus platform, felt the sense of the five declines of heaven and man.

A major change in heaven?

No!

Saint Jieyin also woke up from his sleep, looking at the extremely evil sound in the sky, especially the face of the red cloud, which made Jieyin's heart tremble, as if ink stained the western land.

Then their promise will never be fulfilled forever, and then they may fall from the holy position, and naturally they will become food for everyone, dragging them down from the altar.

This is something that many people dream of.

Why.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, why is this happening?"

Jie Yin stretched out his hand and a lotus mark appeared on Hong Yun's forehead. Unfortunately, it was of no use at all. In an instant, it was shrouded in black nan.

This is what happens when you bully an honest person.

Originally, they had already started a new business

But they just didn't let it go, just because they couldn't afford it.

This is not a serious reason. The people who are becoming heinous in the end were good people before. There is no way to force them, so we can only play it out together.

A blood moon.

Blocked the sun's rays.

In the west = on the earth, one after another demon spirits greedily absorb the power of these many Buddhas. Each Buddha has an embarrassed expression on his face, sweating profusely, and the demons are charming.

Demons kill.

It is integrated in itself, and then it depends on how they do it.

I?

"No!

"Master, save me!"

One after another, the sounds spread on the Lingshan Mountain. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was eroded away by thousands of ghosts and gods, and his flesh and blood were eaten away.

Not even a blade of grass grows.

Jie Jie....

It was such a delicious thing. Bo Xun hid in the dark and ate it up with some asuras. A river of blood fell from the sky and poured down on the Lingshan Mountain.

The eight-treasure merit lotus symbolizing luck in Western teachings.

One after another withered.

It looks like the end of the world.

Let Saint Zhunti's liver and gallbladder be split apart.

How could their life-long efforts be ruined by one person? This is something they said they were not allowed to see.

"Hongyun, are you really our enemy?"

There was no trace of a smile on Zhunti's withered face, and his bun fell down little by little, transforming into the appearance of a Taoist. His cultivation was the weakest, and he was immediately filled with anger at this moment.

hehe.

"Is there any room for change?"

A hoarse voice appeared in Hongyun's demonic body. This voice was not like Hongyun's voice, but more like the wailing of thousands of resentful spirits, the pool of merit of Western religion.

It becomes turbid little by little.

Huang Long looked at the apocalyptic scene in front of him and closed his eyes. Such a scene was not something he, a small man, could participate in. He might as well help Hongyun from the outside.

As for the plan of the Yuanshi Sage.

Huang Long had some vague speculations.

But there is no evidence for this, I can only keep it in my heart.

Just think about it.
To be continued...