I'm an immortal in heaven

Chapter 43

"Where is Hong Yuanhua?" Mingquan Mountain, in Mingyue Cave, with a slender figure, clear cheekbones and fine eyes, but the fairy light hanging down from his body, the majestic Master Wuxiang asked below the altar.

Standing on the jade platform under the altar was a young man in plain clothes and feather gown. Hearing Master Wuxiang's question, he respectfully said: "Back to the ancestor, Yuanhua seems to have taken someone to Yuquanfeng."

"Jade Spring Peak? That's where the mountain god's mansion established by the Heavenly Court is located. What is he going there for?" Master Wuxiang asked with a grave expression.

The feather-robed youth said: "Back to the ancestors, there is a spiritual spring under the mountain god's mansion on Yuquanfeng. Yuan Hua said that he would use that spiritual spring to ripen more immortal medicines before the Heavenly Court sent a new mountain god over."

"Nonsense." Master Wuxiang snorted coldly, "Go and call them back."

The feather-robed youth was a little puzzled: "Old Ancestor, why are you so cautious? You are only a sixth-rank immortal official, and your Taoism is no more than a Void Refining Realm at best. So what if he really came? Why should we be afraid of him?"

Master Wuxiang reprimanded: "Stupid."

The feather-robed boy was startled, and then a trace of dissatisfaction rose from the bottom of his heart, "Ancestor, how stupid is grandson?"

Master Wuxiang saw his unconvinced appearance, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Does a sixth-rank mountain god only represent himself? No, he also represents the heaven. Daoist Weisheng led 30 heavenly soldiers and generals to station in Luoyanling , looking covetously at one of the nine caves in Xihuazhou, and the last mountain god died within the sphere of influence of my Mingyue cave, do you really dare not go to war with us?"

"Isn't it?" the feather robe youth asked.

Master Wuxiang looked at the young man in the feather robe with piercing eyes, and said: "If the Jade Emperor is willing, the Heavenly Court can turn Beiju Luzhou into a piece of scorched earth at any time, a scorched earth where not a single blade of grass can grow."

The feather-robed boy said in disbelief, "Those 30 heavenly soldiers and generals have been here for so long, but they dare not propose to enter the sphere of influence of my Nine-hole Monster Race. Why?"

Master Wuxiang pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know how the Jade Emperor became the co-lord of the Three Realms?"

The feather-robed youth said: "Isn't he a born saint, was he innately designated as the co-lord of the Three Realms by the Dao of Heaven?"

"Don't believe those lies, the Jade Emperor can become the co-lord of the three realms, he cultivated it step by step." Master Wuxiang said.

"Cultivation? What are you cultivating? Taoism? Supernatural powers?" the feather-robed boy asked curiously.

Master Wuxiang said, "It's about cultivating merit and virtue, going through calamities, do you know how many years he has been cultivating?"

The feather-robed boy replied, "Thousands of years?"

Master Wuxiang shook his head.

The feather-robed youth replied again: "One hundred million years?"

Master Wuxiang still shook his head.

The feather-robed boy's eyes trembled slightly, and he said in a trembling voice, "One billion years?"

Master Wuxiang no longer shook his head, but said with a slight smile: "The Jade Emperor has passed through three thousand kalpas before proving the fruit of the Golden Immortal Dao, and after going through hundreds of millions of kalpas, he began to prove the position of Jade Emperor. Seventy-eight thousand one hundred and twenty five yuan clubs, a total of one hundred and one trillion years."

The feather-robed boy gasped, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

100 trillion years, what a terrifying time figure?He recalled his own age, but he was only 160 and three years old.

In 160, it seems to be very big, but compared with the time when the Jade Emperor proclaimed the Tao, it is extremely small.

Master Wuxiang saw his frightened expression, and said calmly: "You don't need to be afraid. The Jade Emperor is not the ancestor of Taoism or Buddha. He cannot leave the heaven easily, let alone start a war at will."

The young man in a feather robe seemed to have regained his composure, and asked, "Why?"

Master Wuxiang said: "The Jade Emperor is the three realms and ten directions, four births and six realms, and the co-owner of trillions of living beings in all heavens and myriad realms. The tribulation power of the trillions of living beings under the entire heavenly realm depends entirely on the Jade Emperor to carry and resolve it. You can think When you think about it, there are tens of billions of living beings in Beiju Luzhou, and these creatures will produce a tribulation power every day, and there are tens of billions of tribulation powers over there. The higher the Taoism, the greater the calamity power will be. You Then expand this number to the four major continents, ten continents and three islands, and the heavens and myriad worlds, and you can understand how much calamity the Jade Emperor needs to carry and resolve. And a great battle between the heavenly court and the demon clan, the calamity produced It is even more difficult to clarify and resolve the entanglement of force within ten thousand years, do you understand?"

"The way of heaven established the honor of the co-lord of the three realms in order to dissolve the catastrophic power that is generated all the time in the heaven and the earth. Because if these catastrophic forces cannot be resolved, they will accumulate between the heaven and the earth for a long time, and if there are too many, it will be transformed into a 'quantity calamity' , when the sky collapses and the earth collapses, the intensity of a measurement calamity can be compared to a new creation of the world, even if you are a Da Luo Jinxian, you may turn into flying ash at any time during the measurement calamity." Master Wuxiang said in a low voice.

"Then Patriarch, why do our demon clan still fight against the Jade Emperor?" the feather-robed boy asked.

Master Wuxiang smiled and said: "You are wrong, we monster clan are just competing for luck, you can say that we sometimes oppose the Heavenly Court, but we are not against the Jade Emperor."

Hearing this, the feather-robed boy felt his heart suddenly brightened, and many things that he couldn't understand suddenly became clear.

"My child understands." The feather-robed boy clasped his fists and said, "Old Ancestor, I'm going to call Yuanhua and the others back."

Seeing that he understood, Master Wuxiang nodded and said: "You must remember, although I, Mingyue Cave, is at the forefront of the confrontation with the Heavenly Court, there are some things that should be done and some things that should not be done. This must be understood."

In the end, Master Wuxiang said something to the feather-paoed youth that made him feel cold all over: "Don't you also think in your heart that the last mountain god was killed by my ancestor?"

"Remember, even though all of the Nine Caves are nominally fellow members of the Monster Race, they all have the word '利' in front of their brothers. Those heavenly officials in Luoyanling can see it more clearly than you. The four-eyed demon king is here Where? Where is it hidden in one of the Nine Caves? I don’t know about the patriarch, nor do the immortal officials, but someone must know, so...do you know?” Master Wuxiang pinched his hand after finishing speaking Fa Jue sat still, ignoring the startled young man in feather robe below him.

From far to near, a figure slowly landed in the forest of Yuquan Peak.

Fang Jian tidied up his clothes, then raised his head to look at the location of his divine palace, but he immediately frowned.

Because he didn't want to be too ostentatious, he sent the guard of honor of Luan Yusi back to the heavenly court when he was in Luoyanling, and rushed to Yuquanfeng Mountain Shenfu by himself.

But I didn't expect to feel a powerful evil spirit hovering on this Yuquan peak as soon as I arrived on this Yuquan peak.

Fang Jian looked at the temple where the mountain god's mansion was located, but saw that the source of the strong evil spirit was the mountain temple. Fang Jian said in a low voice, "How dare you, how dare the evildoer occupy the temple!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Jian cast the magic movement technique, and his figure turned into an afterimage and headed towards the temple.

Only a moment later, Fang Jian stopped outside the temple, but he saw that there was a lot of people here, hundreds of strange-looking little demons in the temple were holding various altars, pots, and carrying medicine baskets and dustpans to and fro. In and out of the temple.

At this time, a little demon had noticed Fang Jian, and immediately came up and said, "What are you doing? Why don't you go down the mountain to carry the fairy grass and come over to ripen it!"

As soon as the little demon finished speaking, he immediately noticed the difference in Fang Jian. He didn't have the characteristics of a beast incarnate, let alone a demonic aura.

"Who are you?!" The little demon screamed, and then shouted loudly: "There are human monks! There are human monks."

At this moment, hundreds of monsters all around surrounded him, picked up their weapons and approached Fang Jian, shouting: "Get out of Yuquan Peak quickly, or you will be skinned and stewed!"

Fang Jian looked at these monsters who were only at the Profound Refining Realm, raised his hand and pinched a Xiaomingfenglei fairy formula, and shouted: "Mingmingfenglei, order!"

"Boom!"

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and then the wind and thunder thundered down, splitting hundreds of little monsters in an instant, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and fell to the ground twitching.

Fang Jian smelled the strong smell of burnt meat in the air, and walked towards the main entrance of the mountain temple without changing his face.

Suddenly a demon light flashed in the mountain temple, and then a tall wooden statue slammed towards Fang Jian with a strong wind.

Fang Jian raised his hand and issued a thunderbolt to hit the wooden statue, but he didn't expect that the moment the bucket-thick thunderbolt hit the wooden statue, Fang Jian opened his mouth "Ouch!", and his body followed Trembling, numb all over from being hacked.

"Damn it, it's a statue of a mountain god!" Fang Jian's body was covered with lightning and white smoke. Just now, the barbaric lightning from the society order was equivalent to him chopping himself, but fortunately, it was his own immortal method, which did not cause much damage, and the thunder on his body The chopping state was quickly dispelled by the Qingxia Yudou Qilin Robe.

Fang Jian looked at the statue of the mountain god that fell to the ground and was split in half by She Lingman's lightning, and his face was filled with shock and anger, and his heart was also filled with embarrassment.

"Where did the birdman come from? Didn't you see that my Mingyue Cave Monster Clan is doing things here?!" A monster with a full face and a beard, a strong body, and a height of more than two meters came out.

Fang Jian raised his head and glanced at the demon, who turned out to be a Daoist in the Nascent Soul Realm. He saw that the demon first glanced at Fang Jian, and then said disdainfully: "So it's just a small character in the God Realm."

After speaking, he glanced at the statue of the mountain god that had been split in half on the ground, and then spat directly: "What kind of broken mountain god, as long as I don't live long, even the statue won't be smashed!"

(End of this chapter)