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Chapter 157

Chapter 157 An old friend dies and is accompanied by snakes

Author: hungry fish

Chapter 157 An old friend dies and is accompanied by snakes

The quarrel in Qianyu Lake continues, but Bai Jun is inexplicably involved in a storm again.

It's just that Bai Junshang can't sense it. After all, he is just a snake demon in disguise. There are too many unknowable things in the world, and there are too many things that cannot be done. In the final analysis, he still lacks strength.

Time in the mountains always passes by inadvertently, and Bai Jun has been back in the mountains for twenty years.

At this moment, Bai Yan is hugging a spiritual furnace with both hands. The whole body of the spiritual furnace is purple, and it is still trembling as if something is struggling in it. The two colors of Bai Yan's body are clashing. White is his magic power, and purple is.

The poison of poisonous insects.

The Gu King in the Seven Gu Sect is named Purple King, which means Purple Gu. This furnace contains the only Purple King Gu left in the Seven Gu Sect's treasure house.

Bai Yan is relying on the majestic energy in his body to suppress the fused Purple King. As long as he masters this Gu, he will not have to worry about controlling other Gu insects. As for the legendary King of Ten Thousand Gus, the Golden Silkworm Gu, Bai Yan has not yet seen Qi

It is recorded in the Gu Sect.

In the past twenty years, the books he has read have filled up the bookstore in Tianhu Cave. Even a small part of the Seven Gu Sect's nearly ten thousand years of history books has benefited Bai Jun immensely.

The most direct thing is to expand his knowledge, vision, and experience, so that he will no longer be blind to any treasures in the world, or even miss the treasures because he does not recognize them.

Reading can nourish one's energy and cultivate one's moral character. Not only humans, but snakes can also be affected. Bai Jun, who has been reading books for twenty years, can be considered a literate snake.

He developed the technique of combining Ten Thousand Fly Poison Techniques with Gu venom. Snake venom is not only poison, but also has miraculous effects like voodoo insects.

Just like the golden grub, as long as it opens its mouth and spits out the snake message and hisses, the creature covered by its sound will have its five orifices and five senses closed, and it will be as terrifying as a living dead.

However, the temperament of this Purple King Gu is difficult to train. Even though it has been sealed in this purple furnace for who knows how many years, it is still unwilling to eat or obey.

Bai Jun is not in a hurry, it still takes a long time, and he can be tamed one day if he takes his time.

The white light flashed, and he gradually drove away the purple poison from his body, ending today's Gu cultivation.

Then, after adjusting your breath, you can start refining the energy of Ganoderma lucidum grass and Xuanwu chalcedony.

The pure vitality of heaven and earth was raging in his meridians, and Bai Jun's spiritual thoughts were like dividing into countless villains to calm down the crazy dogs in his body, and then brought them back to his Dantian.

Bai Jun only refines a little bit every day, and one day's cultivation is worth more than a month of hard work. As long as he has two or three hundred years, he may be able to touch the true meaning of the earth.

It's a pity that time doesn't wait for me.

Just like, time always flies, and at the foot of the mountain, an old friend is about to pass away.

In the magnificent imperial palace, Wang Yuansheng tremblingly handed the snake staff into the hands of a young man. He was so old that his face was wrinkled and he could not see his eyes clearly, but no one dared to look down upon him.

This is simply because this old man was the first bishop of the Liu Sect. He participated in the creation of the Liu Sect and led the Liu Sect for a century.

Now, this old man who has lived for almost two hundred years has finally reached the end of his life.

Chuma Xian, Liu Xian disciples, and Liu Sect members have short lifespans. In addition, they only rely on borrowed divine power to cast spells, so very few people step into real cultivation. Ordinary Liu Sect disciples can

It is rare to live over sixty, but to be as old as Wang Yuansheng is truly extraordinary.

Therefore, more people want to become the leader of the bishop in order to live longer, because only in this way can they meet the main god of the Liu Sect, the Emperor, and get the panacea and life-extending elixir.

But what no one expected was that Wang Yuansheng did not pass the title of bishop to his son Wang Weihe, but instead passed it to his disciple Wang Weichuan.

Both of them are one of the most powerful figures in the sect. They were originally equal to each other, but Wang Yuansheng resolutely passed the position of bishop to his disciple.

His son Wang Weihe was not dissatisfied, but remained silent for some time.

Wang Yuansheng got up from the bed with difficulty, got off the ground, came to the small shrine, and personally placed the last three sticks of incense on the statue of the emperor.

Wang Weihe was already in tears. He knelt beside his father, and Wang Weichuan knelt on the other side, accompanying Wang Yuansheng.

The green smoke curls straight up into the sky, as if it is drifting through the many palaces to the distant shrine.

"Wei He, have you ever blamed me?" Wang Yuansheng asked breathlessly.

His son Wei He hurriedly said: "Dad, I don't blame you. Wei Chuan is indeed more suitable to be this bishop than me."

Hearing this, he nodded happily, "Wei He, you are lazy by nature and don't like vulgar things. If you really become a bishop, it will only make me teach people to be distracted and make it difficult for everyone to unite as one."

He glanced at Wang Weichuan and said with a smile: "Weichuan, I need to be more considerate of your senior brother in the future. He is my only bloodline in this world."

Wang Weichuan said respectfully: "Yes, master! This disciple will definitely never forget your teachings!"

"Ahem..." He choked out a mouthful of blood, but said calmly: "You all can go, I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes, master!"

"Yes, Dad!"

The two retreated, and there was only an old man in the wilderness hall who had run out of oil and lamps, staring blankly at the tall statue of the god.

"Liu Zu, I have lived for so long in my life, and I am already satisfied. I have tried to let go over the years, and finally saw through it before I died."



A piece of pink apricot blossom floated by. Wang Weihe waited outside for half an hour but no one came out. He couldn't help but become anxious and suddenly burst into the temple. He only saw a motionless corpse kneeling in the mottled light and shadow. His eyes

Let go with a sense of relief and no nostalgia.

Wang Weichuan followed behind, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, but each of the envoys with unpredictable intentions rushed for their rights, threw themselves in front of the palace and cried bitterly.

According to Wang Yuansheng's last words, his body was to be buried in Hui Mountain and slept in what he considered to be a peaceful holy land.

Wang Weichuan endured the pain and performed Wang Yuansheng's memorial ceremony one by one. But Wang Weihe just stood in front of the coffin and cried bitterly.

Everyone in the church really believed that it was a good thing that the first bishop did not pass the position of bishop to such a simple-minded person. Otherwise, the Nuodaliu Sect might have been destroyed.

But no one knows that Wang Weihe has given everything to his junior brother, Wei He and Wei Chuan. The relationship is comparable to that of a biological brother. It is by no means a trust that outsiders can imagine. If there is no sincere brotherhood, then Wang Yuansheng will definitely

He will not pass the bishop's position to Wang Weichuan.

The funeral of the first bishop was held with great grandeur. Ten divine messengers led hundreds of people to kowtow before him. After seven days and nights, he was buried and placed in the early morning.

The Liu Sect's belief is to respect nature, so they will definitely choose the burial method of returning to nature, but they do not support cremation.

It is believed that cremation damages the body and that the soul will be burned by fire after death, which is a kind of punishment.

In the early morning, the mountain fog was thick and the sky was still dark. The funeral procession walked deep into the mountains. From time to time, one or two lonely insects could be heard. The moist dew made the mountain road difficult to walk. The funeral procession was very long.

There were sixteen people in total, but the coffin was too heavy, and the ground was slippery and difficult to walk on, so the coffin shook more and more.

Wang Weichuan, who was leading the way, said nothing and held a snake staff, which represented the staff of power. The one who holds this staff can defeat the Liuxian believers in the world, and it is regarded as the most valuable tool for suppressing the religion. And it is also a well-known treasure for suppressing the religion.

Even the farm children at the foot of Hui Mountain would play the snake stick game with a wooden stick.

A loud "bang" sound came, but the hands and feet of the person carrying the coffin suddenly slipped, and the coffin fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Weihe was startled and shouted angrily: "What's wrong with you? Don't you know that the coffin cannot be dropped halfway during burial?"

The people carrying the coffin all looked uneasy and said: "God's forgiveness, God's forgiveness! God's forgiveness!"

"Hurry up and lift it up, let's continue on our way." Wang Weihe said coldly, "Don't waste time."

"Yes! God's envoy!"

Everyone respectfully said yes, but they lowered their heads and took out a special snake spear for a moment, pointing it at Wang Weihe's neck. The great envoy on the side sneered: "Some of us were killed by the mountain demon. In order to ensure your safety, please don't do it."

Act rashly, otherwise the sword has no eyes!"

Wang Weihe saw this posture and understood, and said angrily: "Great Envoy, are you trying to seize the throne? Now that my father's bones are not cold, you are playing power in front of his body. Are you worthy of my father's painstaking cultivation?"

"Hmph, I have reached this point all through my own efforts. How much does it have to do with your father?" The great envoy said loudly: "Otherwise, why didn't your father promote me to the position of high priest? On the contrary

Let a young man who joined the Liu Sect halfway become the high priest. How do you think I can bear there being other people above me?"

Wang Weichuan said coldly: "How can you be given the position of high priest so easily? I'm afraid you don't know, but the position of high priest Bai Jingxing was promised by the emperor himself. If you are truly virtuous, the emperor will naturally grant you the title."

"Since there is no imperial seal, it means you are not worthy."

"Hahaha~ It turns out that I am not worthy, so I am not worthy." The great envoy sneered: "In this case, then I will go retrograde. Logically speaking, I should be the leader of the bishop, not you, a low-ranking envoy.

!”

He waved his hand, and countless martial arts people suddenly walked out of the surroundings, and the surrounding clouds were filled with powerful crossbows, aiming at everyone.

"Everyone, help me take back the snake staff and regain control of the great religion. I will thank you all deeply. The glory and wealth are just around the corner! Kill me!"

As he finished speaking, countless powerful crossbows were fired at them. After all, they were military crossbows, specialized in breaking laws and secrets.

Wang Weichuan raised his snake staff, and bursts of mysterious light suddenly emitted to protect more than twenty people on his side.

The great envoy is very smart. He knows that the magic power of the disciples can never be compared with the snake staff, so he uses the powerful crossbows in the army to consume the magic power. When Wang Weichuan's magic power is exhausted, he will naturally capture him!

The Great God is anxious, and as long as the seizure of power takes place as quickly as possible, the emperor will probably not care who is in charge.

But I didn't expect that Wang Weichuan was not very old, but he had quite a lot of magical power. These powerful crossbows that could kill evil spirits could actually fire three or five rounds and only shake the mysterious light of the snake staff a few times.

The great envoy felt cruel, took out a blood talisman, threw it down in the air, and it turned into a big bloody hand that firmly grasped the snake staff, making it impossible for him to break free.

"This is... the evil devil's method!" Wang Weihe exclaimed in shock: "He has become an evil devil. I'm afraid he has been taken over by the evil devil!"

"Hahaha, what is mine must be returned to me after all." The great envoy sneered. "Shoot them!"

Immediately, powerful crossbows attacked with fierce murderous intent.

The remaining twenty or so people beside Wang Weihe were also unconscious. At this moment, the earth trembled, and giant pythons burst out of the ground. They withstood the shots of powerful crossbows and more snakes and pythons crawled towards the great envoy's body.

With human hands, one bite from the terrible snake venom will only take a few breaths to collapse.

Moreover, one giant python surrounded the coffin on the ground, and nine giant pythons wrapped their bodies around the coffin. The nine snakes pulled the coffin and carried Wang Yuansheng's coffin all the way to the mausoleum.

Seeing this scene, many people turned to Wang Weichuan's side. After all, even a fool could see that the emperor must have known about this and supported Wang Yuansheng's lineage. Then the Great God Envoy's group would naturally collapse.

Bai Jun stood in the dark and took a look at his divine envoy. He thought that he was bewitched by Da Jin, or he was practicing evil magic, and the evil spirit found an opportunity to seize his body, so he secretly planned what happened today.

It's a pity that it's a bit difficult to do things in his own body and spirit realm, but he can detect it instantly.

Bai Jun sighed and waved his hand to move a little further away. A thick beam of moonlight enveloped the great envoy. The sudden bright light made everyone close their eyes subconsciously.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they found that the figure of the great envoy had disappeared.

When Wang Weichuan saw this scene, he hurriedly bowed respectfully and said: "Thank you, Emperor, for taking the initiative. I have given you such trouble."

Bai Jun did not appear in front of anyone, but the snakes were still pulling Wang Yuansheng's coffin up the mountain.

Nine pythons pulled the coffin, and a hundred snakes walked together, just to bury such an old man. This honor is the highest honor in the Liu Sect.

After all, it would be such an honor to have Emperor Liu Xian send him off in person.

This time, the group of snakes pulled Wang Yuansheng's coffin to the mausoleum, and then turned and left one after another. The disciples and the Liujiao tribe did not dare to have the slightest disobedience. After all, Bai Jun's reputation and the superiority of the gods ordered this

It is difficult for people of this era to have any desire to resist.

When Black and White Wuchang staggered to collect his soul, Bai Jun smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Brothers, please take good care of me."

After saying that, he handed out two Gui Yin stones from his sleeves and presented them to Black and White Wuchang.

"Oh, Emperor, you are so disrespectful, you little ones." Hei Bai Wuchang was shocked by this treatment. Compared with the second-grade priests of the dignified Emperor and the barely qualified priests like them, it was a huge difference.

"Needless to say, we brothers will definitely treat this king brother well. Moreover, with his merits and beliefs, he is enough to fill the vacancy of the local priesthood. However, the specific decision depends on the judgment of the judges!"

I'm too sleepy tonight and can't open my eyes. I slapped myself in the face to force myself to write these contents. Please forgive me if there are any typos, but I will change them after I wake up.

(End of chapter)


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