Chapter 133: Receiving the Taoist

Author: Xiao Wu Wu Zun

Chapter 133: Receiving the Taoist

Wangshu was meditating in Guanghan Palace when he suddenly felt restless. As soon as his soul turned around, he knew that an enemy was coming.

At this moment, a giant dragon appeared above Guanghan Palace. This giant dragon had two heads, but it was the ancient poisonous dragon bred by the Sun Star.

Since Xihe told the Ancient Poison Dragon that the Great God Wangshu of the Taiyin Star was known as the most powerful person in the ancient starry sky, the Ancient Poison Dragon also came to take a look.

Fiery and domineering dragon energy filled the air, and the ancient poisonous dragon looked down at the Guanghan Palace below.

"Wangshu, come out and fight me." The huge spiritual consciousness was released by the ancient poisonous dragon, covering the entire Guanghan Palace in an instant.

As the moonlight passed, a goddess of unparalleled splendor appeared not far in front of the ancient poisonous dragon. However, she was not Wangshu's true body, but just a dharma body.

Wangshu's cultivation level is much stronger than that of the Ancient Poison Dragon, even if he is just a dharma body, he cannot be underestimated.

"You evil beast, Taiyin Star is not a place for you to run wild." Wangshu Dharmakaya's voice was cold.

At the same time, a cold momentum burst out, which was more terrifying than the eternal iceberg. Being enveloped by this momentum was like being in an ice purgatory.

Wang Shu knew about the ancient poisonous dragon. In the past, she didn't bother to pay attention to the ancient poisonous dragon when it didn't come to Taiyin Star to run wild. But now it came towards her. Is that okay?

She Wangshu is low-key, but she is still the top power in the world. She was also the Chaos Demon God and fought against Pangu.

It is undeniable that the Ancient Poison Dragon has great potential and cannot be underestimated when it grows up, but the current Ancient Poison Dragon is not qualified to act recklessly in front of her.

Staring at Wangshu, the ancient poisonous dragon didn't talk nonsense and spit out poisonous flames from its two big mouths.

The poisonous flames were raging with astonishing power, attacking Wangshu Dharmakaya overwhelmingly.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Wang Shufa dispelled the poisonous flames with a wave of his hand.

Although it is only a Dharmakaya of Wangshu, its magical power is far superior to that of the Ancient Poison Dragon.

He casually broke through the magical power of the ancient poisonous dragon, and Wangshu Dharmakaya gathered his magic power, turned into a big hand that covered the sky, and struck the ancient poisonous dragon with a bang.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"puff!"

Under the blow of the magic hand, the ancient poisonous dragon screamed and was suppressed.

It fell to the ground and created a big crater. In addition, the ancient poisonous dragon's scales were broken and its skin and flesh were torn. It looked miserable.

Wangshu Dharmakaya actually held back his hand, otherwise he would have crushed the ancient poisonous dragon to death.

If the ancient poisonous dragon is crushed to death at once, the ancient poisonous dragon will be reborn on the sun. After rebirth, it will be stronger. It will definitely come to the lunar star, and then crush it to death? Reborn again? If this continues, won't she never have peace?

Therefore, the ancient poisonous dragon was not killed at once.

Looking at the seriously injured Ancient Poison Dragon, Wang Shufa was thinking about it.

After much deliberation, it is best to seal it, but ordinary seals will not work on the ancient poisonous dragon.

After thinking for a moment, he came up with a plan to seal the ancient poisonous dragon into the innate laurel.

The power of the innate laurel itself is very powerful, and it is bound to the origin of Taiyin. Sealing the current ancient poisonous dragon is not a problem at all. Within hundreds of thousands of Yuanhui, the ancient poisonous dragon cannot escape from its trap.

Thinking it was feasible, Wangshu's true body left Guanghan Palace.

The dharma body has consumed a lot of power, and the remaining mana is not enough to seal the ancient poisonous dragon into the innate laurel.

After collecting the Dharmakaya, Wangshu took out a treasure box.

The top-grade Xiantian Lingbao Mixed Yuan Treasure Box can collect all things in the world, and the living beings who enter the treasure box will turn into blood and water in no time.

Later generations were granted the title of gods, and Jie taught Fairy Sanxiao to set up the Nine-Meadow Yellow River Formation. Chan taught the Twelve Golden Immortals to be trapped in the formation and suffered a great disaster. Yuanshi Tianzun was forced to take action and used the Hunyuan treasure box to kill Fairy Bixiao and his mount.

If you take it, it will turn into blood in a short while.

The power of a magic weapon depends on its grade on the one hand and the user on the other.

Even the low-grade innate spiritual treasures used by saints have great power.

Since this Hunyuanbao Box is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, its power is certainly not small.

Putting the ancient poisonous dragon into the treasure box, Wang Shu not only did not activate the magic weapon, but even used magic power to protect the ancient poisonous dragon, fearing that the poisonous dragon would die in the box.

Holding the treasure box in his hand, Wangshu went to Xiantian Yuegui.

Suddenly, Wang Shu frowned. She asked Chang Xi to practice in Guanghan Palace, but she didn't want to sneak out now.

It goes without saying that Chang Xi must have gone to find Xihe outside the Taiyin Star.

"Idiot, that's it, let her go." Wang Shu shook his head.

She left a forbidden spell on Chang Xi. If the powerful man who kidnapped Xi He tried to attack Chang Xi, she would be able to detect it immediately.

Xihe suddenly disappeared. According to calculations, he seemed to have fallen but not yet, which is really unpredictable.

There might be unexpected gains from letting Chang Xi leave Taiyin Star.

Not long after, Wangshu came under the innate laurel.

Open the Hunyuan treasure box and release the ancient poisonous dragon.

Then he saw Wangshu forming seals with his hands and creating restrictions.

The power of the innate laurel turned into chains, imprisoning the ancient poisonous dragon.

The ancient poisonous dragon could not break free and was sealed in the laurel tree.

After successfully sealing the ancient poisonous dragon, Wang Shu also breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to seal the ancient poisonous dragon, Wang Shu consumed almost half of his mana.

"It will take hundreds of thousands of Yuanhui to wait until the ancient poisonous dragon escapes from trouble. Then we will worry about it." Wang Shu thought to himself.

It was over, Wangshu returned to Guanghan Palace, but he didn't find anyone walking out from behind the iceberg billions of miles away.

Lu Ya looked at Xiantian Yuegui.

Wangshu did something stupid!

If Xihe had not gone to the Sun Star, Innate Laurel would have been able to seal the ancient poisonous dragon for a long time.

However, Xi He took some of the lunar origin with him to the Sun Star and transformed into a sun god. In this way, as long as Lu Yang is willing, the ancient poisonous dragon will not be sealed by the innate laurel for too long.

Moreover, the ancient poisonous dragon can also swallow the essence of the innate laurel.

"Perhaps when the ancient poisonous dragon escapes from trouble, Yue Gui will be downgraded from the top innate spiritual root." Lu Ya murmured to himself.

…

In the Western Wasteland, Maha and Zhunti traveled to various places, doing good deeds, accumulating virtue, and slaying demons and defending the Way.

The demons often hunted Maha and Zhunti.

On this day, the two of them stopped somewhere in the western land. There was a desert in front of them, and large clouds and mist suddenly rose.

"Brother Taoist, this cloud and mist is so weird." The Seven Treasures Tree in Zhunti's hand brushed out the colorful divine light.

Maha holds six pure bamboos, which are solemn in appearance but compassionate in heart.

Look carefully at the clouds and fog ahead, the fog is getting thicker and thicker.

The fog is thick and the rain is heavy, and there are no peaks in all directions. It is as vast as the sea, with white mist flying in disorder. The plains are long and the waves are swallowing up. There is no shore in the sky. On the dangerous rocks, it is like drifting among the windy islands, with a little bit of light exposed.

A little green.

"Looking around at the clouds and mountains, there is chaos, lush greenery, and mist all around. They are in various shapes, such as buildings, canopies, tents, crowns, cloth, flowers, catkins, pavilions, towers, dragons, and horses.

Thick and light, high and low, rising and falling, walking and stopping, round and sharp, stretching across the Great Wall, clustered like a bun, wanting to go but lingering undecided, wanting to come but lingering but unable to advance.

They appear and disappear, appearing between the eyebrows." Zhunti said in a deep voice.

At this time, Maha seemed to have seen the mystery, but he smiled and said: "The Zen Pass was first formed by the white clouds. The terrain was as thick as a jade well lotus. The roots were planted far away and the pine trees were firmly planted. The color was as fresh as Zhou Zi's love. The seven-layered trees were still as beautiful as ever.

In this realm, the fragrance of the twelve lotuses is the heaven."

In the depths of the mountains and forests in this mist, there is the primordial light of the relics, the merits of the eight treasures, and thousands of lotus shadows.

Seeing all this, Maha knew in his heart that the Golden Lotus of the Twelve Grades of Merits was practicing in the foggy mountain.

The Golden Lotus of the Twelfth Grade Merit is the best innate spiritual treasure, the top innate spiritual root, and the heel that guides Taoists.

After traveling around the Western Wilderness for many years, I finally found a guide.

"Does Taoist brother know this mountain? Is there anything sacred in the mountain?" Although Chunti has great wisdom, he often asks Maha for advice.

"In this misty mountain, there is a golden lotus with twelve grades of merit and innate sacredness." Maha said with a smile.

Mist Mountain deserves its name.

"Twelve-grade Golden Lotus? Merit?" Zhunti's eyes widened.

But Maha didn't say much, stepped on the auspicious clouds and headed towards the foggy mountain ahead.
To be continued...