Chapter 150 Meeting the Master of Tongtian
Underground rivers extend in all directions, and the rapid currents are like countless wild horses running wild.
Lu Yue was walking in a hurry, looking around nervously.
He was thin and gaunt, and his skin was translucent. You could even see unformed blood vessels and meridians, as well as weak organs.
The only thing left intact is the soul.
Even though there was only one remnant soul left before, in a short period of time, Lu Yue's remnant soul had been restored to three souls and seven souls.
The second-generation disciples of the two religions were personally taught by the saints, and they all had special magical powers.
The second-generation disciples of Chanjiao are pervasive and can easily replace others by using the medium. The so-called medium is like the alien characteristics of Taiyi Zhenren and the rag wrapping of Jiang Ziya.
The second-generation disciples of Jie Jiao are immortal souls. For ordinary people, if a soul is damaged, even if it can be repaired, the foundation has been completely destroyed.
"Who is it? Is the Tongtian leader unwilling to let me go?"
Lu Yue's expression was solemn, and he could vaguely sense that disaster was about to befall him.
Even though his body was extremely weak due to premature interruption of physical reshaping, his soul was still at the level of a true immortal. It was the instinct of an immortal to drive away disasters and avoid them.
Lu Yue's cultivation level was only in the Xiantian realm (evil ghost), and his consciousness only spread a hundred meters, making it impossible to tell where the disaster came from.
Lu Yue tried his best to recover his cultivation, and a large number of poisonous insects took the initiative to get into his mouth and nose.
Yang Fire gradually became stronger, and his cultivation level broke through to the Dan Dan state.
"It shouldn't be Chanjiao. Nezha has given up searching for me. Jiang Ziya and others still need to clean up Xiqi's mess."
"Is it really the leader of Tongtian?"
"But I have become a mortal, so I should not be required to enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Array."
Jiejiao's army was defeated like a mountain. If he wanted to turn defeat into victory, he could only set up a magic formation that could even out the gap between the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was exactly the method used by Tongtian Cult Leader to target Chanjiao.
Lu Yue didn't know the function of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, but its momentum could radiate to the entire mortal world.
Just thinking about it, you know that once the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation comes out, how many disciples of the Chanjiao Jie Church will die, and the immortals will not be spared.
Lu Yue was anxious all the way, and it took him a long time to leave Xiqi's range.
"It's okay."
He was ready to return to Kowloon Island immediately. In any case, since he had escaped the Ten Thousand Immortals Array as a blessing in disguise, he would mainly spend the next hundred years in seclusion.
"Huh?"
Lu Yue's pupils shrank, and the sudden premonition actually intensified.
He followed the water flow to the ground, but he still could not see the leader of Tongtian Cult. "Saint, I, Lu Yue, have worked hard for Jie Cuo."
"To set up the Plague Huang Formation, you have to bear a huge amount of karma alone, not to mention that breeding coupled fairy insects is also harmful to nature, Master..."
There were waves in Niwan Palace, which were clearly caused by the seizure of the body.
Lu Yue was stunned.
Seize the body?
Acting like this means that it has nothing to do with the Tongtian Cult Leader. Only the second generation disciples of the Chan Cult have this unpredictable ability to seize bodies.
He immediately noticed that the only way to seize his own soul was to sit in the pill state.
"Who is it?"
"Even if Jiang Ziya uses the innate treasure to severely damage my soul, and cooperates with Nezha, he can't seize the body of this Taoist, just a mere..."
As soon as the thought came out, Lu Yue's soul felt severe pain.
The soul turned into ashes inch by inch.
Lu Yue's face was full of astonishment, and he couldn't help but think of the time when he faced the Tongtian Cult Master, and it was clear that only saints had abilities similar to the rules of heaven.
His pupils became cloudy and then focused again.
But the consciousness has been changed to another person.
"Finally, Lu Yue has been tricked. It's been a series of twists and turns."
"In this case, doesn't the top spot in the Heavenly Plague Division already belong to me?"
Heaven divides the gods into eight divisions. The Plague Division is in charge of plagues in the world. Emperor Wenhuang Haotian, who was conferred by Lu Yue, is the boss of the Plague Division.
When Yang He came to the world of allusions, his expressions ranged from regret to excitement. Facts have proved that the unattainable immortals in Fengshen Yan can also become the characters he plays.
The panel displays a prompt that the condition for the completion of the Plague Scattering Ghost is Lu Yue's death.
[The allusion "Plague Scattering Ghost" has been completed, whether to generate a permanent character]
"What a pity."
Yang He was a little helpless. Even if the allusion ended, he had not obtained the complete Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique. At the same time, Lu Yue's reshaped physical body was also relatively ordinary, without any immortal body.
"But it is enough to be canonized as Emperor Wenhuang Haotian."
"The problem of the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique is easy to solve. Taoist Wen will definitely unlock the sect copy of Kowloon Island. It is not difficult to obtain the inheritance of the Taoism."
The panel usually does not refresh characters with purple quality or above, which means that I currently have no way to play Lu Yue in his heyday.
The Wendao people are already the best results achieved with the current strength.
"OK."
The river not far away has been pouring out of the canyon, mixed with the loud chirping of cicadas, and the sound echoes in the vast barren mountains and ridges.
After Yang He was confirmed, he waited for the end of the allusion of plague ghosts.
suddenly.
The surroundings became completely silent.
Yang He opened his eyes, the scenery was still the same, but his hearing disappeared, and soon after, he could no longer smell the smell in his nose.
"What the hell?!"
He stood up and looked around, and his spiritual vision began to increase for no reason.
【Spiritual vision: 2186.8 points】
The tongue becomes numb and the sense of taste is lost.
Yang He retreated continuously, his spiritual vision accumulating at a rate of a hundred points per breath, which was even more exaggerated than when the saint came during Nuwa's festival.
When everything goes dark in front of you, your own existence is blurred.
If it wasn't for Yang He's weak perception due to his spiritual vision, he would have even doubted whether his soul would have passed away and fallen into eternal death.
Snap. Snap, snap, snap.
Yang He's hair stood on end, and his spiritual vision noticed that there were footsteps approaching from far away.
But the person who came was definitely not human, it was like a physical pressure rushing towards him, and bursts of gasping came from all directions, as if they were everywhere.
Then he looked at Yang He with a sizing eye.
"Lu Yue."
Yang He was shocked.
He experienced four allusions, and no matter what role he played during the period, he was always named after Yang He, and Taiyi couldn't tell the difference.
Yang He has long been accustomed to the panel making unreasonable things reasonable.
First time encountering a useless situation.
"Saint!"
"It must be the leader of Tongtian Cult!!!"
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Yang He's heart was beating wildly. Compared to the already chaotic Nuwa Empress, Master Tongtian's consciousness was clear. If he found out that he could travel between ancient and modern times, would he kill her?
He bit the bullet and said: "Disciple Lu Yue has met Master Tongtian."
Silence fell all around.
The leader of Tongtian didn't respond at all.
Yang He's heart almost reached his throat. Thanks to the fact that the main world often faced endless hell, he was not frightened and lost his mind.
【Spiritual vision: 3008.5 points】
When the spiritual vision reaches 3000 points, the outline of the Tongtian leader becomes clear.
But whenever Yang He tried to sense the true appearance of the saint, he had the illusion that the moon was reflected in the mirror, and all methods were of no avail.
"So, Master Tongtian...cannot be contacted in any way?"
"What kind of existence is a saint?"
Yang He was thinking a lot, recalling the experience of facing Nuwa. At this moment, his spiritual vision had reached 4000 points, and he felt deeply uncomfortable in his body and soul.
"Lu Yue, would you like to go to Jiepaiguan and take charge of one of the Four Elephant Formations of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?"
"Disciple is willing."
How could Yang He dare to refuse? The prototype of Tongtian Cult Leader is Lingbao Tianzun, one of the three pure Taoist ancestors. If he is not careful, he may be erased.
"Lv Yue, if you reshape your body and soul, I will grant you a blessing to help you restore your Taoism."
Although the voice of Master Tongtian sounded out of thin air in Yang He's mind, his footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if his face was already close to Yang He.
"Ah."
Yang He was in severe pain for no reason, and countless poisonous insects were crawling and biting inside and outside his body.
Flesh and bones are dissolving and being rebuilt by poisonous insects.
Yang He had experienced a similar rebirth before, and the severe pain became more and more intense, and he understood that Master Tongtian was giving the immortal body to the plague people.
"Damn it!"
"Is the source of the immortal body a saint?"
Yang He didn't know why, he didn't even understand what a saint was.
I don't know how long it lasted before the severe pain slowly subsided.
Yang He's spiritual vision has reached 5000 points.
"Lv Yue, do you recognize Master Taiyi who taught the Twelve Golden Immortals?"
A chill ran down Yang He's spine, and he had to answer vaguely: "I've seen it before."
"Lv Yue, Taiyi Zhenren has a true disciple named Corpse Taoist. He has never left the mortal world since the incident at Chentangguan. Find him."
"No matter what the instructions are, the disciple must obey the master's instructions."
"The corpse Taoist's physique matches yours. If you eat him, you will naturally return to the path of immortality."
"Or you will be eaten by the corpse Taoist. You will come to Jiepaiguan as a corpse Taoist and betray the Chan Cult when necessary."
[The resident characters "Plague Man" and "Corpse Taoist" are compatible and meet the fusion conditions. Do you want to spend 500 points of spiritual vision for fusion?
Time in the world of allusions has not frozen, and the leader of Tongtian continues to approach step by step.
Yang He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Could the role fusion be carried out at the same time? The Corpse Taoist Boy and the Third Prince were only initially fused.
Deep fusion requires one's true body to go to the world of allusions.
[After consuming 500 points of spiritual vision, the resident characters will undergo preliminary fusion, and an
[Deep fusion, please enter the world of allusions with your real body, and
"Three roles in one are definitely far better than two roles."
Yang He shook his head, not wanting to miss any opportunity for role fusion.
"The inquiry from Master Tongtian should represent the priority."
Yang He struggled for a moment, but decided to focus on the corpse Taoist boy. In terms of potential, even if the Wen Taoist had the immortal body bestowed by the Master Tongtian, it would not be able to compare with the immortal foundation laid by the corpse dao boy.
"Confirm fusion."
Yang He bowed respectfully.
"Sage, my disciples have exhausted all their means in the Wenhuang Formation. It would be thankless to sit in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation rashly. It is better to eat the corpse Taoist and sneak into the teachings and find opportunities to cooperate inside and outside."
"Yes."
The moment Master Tongtian agreed, Yang He's five senses gradually recovered.
The surroundings were no longer pitch black. He was standing next to the river covered in sweat, his body covered with a thick layer of poisonous insect corpses.
Yang He fell to the ground without strength, and a revolving door appeared in front of his eyes.
He saw Taoist Wen running around Chentangguan, and finally took advantage of Li Mansion's unpreparedness to dig out a coffin made of pure Yin wood in the backyard.
The coffin was opened, and the scene was frozen at the moment when the plague man and the corpse boy looked at each other.
[The allusion "Plague Scattering Ghost" has been completed, and the permanent character "Plague Scatterer" has been generated]
(End of chapter)