Chapter 182 The King of Qin greeted him with courtesy, and thousands of troops served as guards of h

Chapter 182 The King of Qin greeted him with courtesy, and thousands of troops served as guards of h

Heavenly Palace.

"Is there a saint in the world?"

The clairvoyant trembled for a moment, looked towards the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it is not a saint, but there are images of the saintly path of all disciples."

On the side, Shunfeng Er pricked up his ears, listened carefully, and immediately said:

"It's the Lu Zi from the human world."

"Lu Zi?" Qianli Er blinked and said to himself curiously: "The last time I saw this person was thirty years ago, right? Why has he become so old in thirty years? Do I need to report it?"

"Is there anything to report?"

Shunfeng Er yawned:

"This man is indeed a good man. If I remember correctly last time, he seemed to be attacking Qi, right? He killed Duke Huan of Qi. Did you see the specific situation at that time?"

Clairvoyant spread his hands and said with a smile:

"At that time, the fortunes of humanity were like a canopy, and we couldn't see them at all, but there seemed to be no need to report them, so that was it."

Lu Zi's attack on Qi thirty years ago was a huge event for the human world, but for heaven

Let's put it this way, except for a certain Shang Tianzun who was shot to death and a certain Tai Sui God who was sealed in a bronze statue, no immortal gods paid attention to this matter, and no immortal gods lowered their eyes to gain insight.

The immortals and Buddhas in the sky don't even know what the so-called Lu Zi looks like.

The clairvoyant could see clearly, but during the most critical battle in Linzi, his vision was completely obscured by the Great Fortune Canopy, and he saw nothing.

In addition, his attention was later attracted by the palm swept down from the thirty-third heaven and the fragmented West Pole Heaven, so he paid no attention to it.

Shunfeng Er yawned at this time:

"The image of the Holy Path, but after all, it is not the Lord of the Holy Path. Let's see how it develops in the future."

Clairvoyant also nodded frivolously and said with a smile:

"Hmm, but should I say it or not, the power of this Lu Zi is extraordinary. He is worthy of killing a great disciple, right?"

He glanced at it again, rubbed his eyes in surprise, and said to himself in confusion:

"Why do I feel that the green bull that Lu Zi rides on looks familiar? I guess I saw it at some point."

The two immortals who were responsible for monitoring the human world yawned in unison, and then started playing chess again to kill time. They no longer paid attention to the affairs of the human world, and did not report Lu Zi's situation.

That's not necessary.

Let’s talk about it after we have truly entered the holy path. In the many years since the disciples were born, there have been many great sages and virtues, but not one of them has entered the holy path.

Kong Zhongni was the only one who came close to this position before, but now he is just another Lu Zi.

Besides, even if you really enter the holy way, so what?

According to the reasoning of immortals and gods, even if the various schools of thought that have arisen in the human world for thousands of years reach the highest [sage], they are estimated to be equivalent to a deity or a Buddha.

What kind of storm can it cause?

Under the rule of heaven, we must bow our heads.

…………

Yongcheng, in the palace of the King of Qin.

Duke Mu of Qin rubbed his brows, sighed softly, and asked:

"How are the disasters happening in various places?"

From the side, Shang Yang sighed:

"It's extremely tragic. Your Majesty, ever since we followed the example of the Emperor and stopped offering sacrifices to the Heaven in the West, this disaster has continued year after year, sometimes with heavy floods, sometimes with heavy snows, and sometimes with severe droughts."

After a pause, he continued:

"Now Hanbao is born, carrying the will of the West Extreme Heavenly Court, saying that if you disrespect the West Extreme Heavenly Court, the disaster will continue. Now people's lives are very difficult, otherwise..."

Duke Mu of Qin was a little bitter and before he spoke, the young man who was listening quietly said:

"How can we let it go like this? My father and my ancestors told me that thirty years ago, the West Extreme Heavenly Court ordered Qi to massacre the city, and even harmed Senior Brother Lu Zi. Why should we be polite to such immortals and gods?"

"Master Zheng, what you said is wrong." Shang Yang shook his head: "Immortals are great and gods are supreme, how can you be disrespectful? If you haven't paid respect to one of the five heavens for three years, you have already suffered three years of disaster."

After a pause, he sighed and said:

"Let's just say that the drought demon is spreading drought wantonly, hurting all people and damaging mountains and rivers, but who dares to stop it?"

"Lu Zi must dare!" the young man said loudly: "My father and grandfather once told me that Lu Zi is a great virtue, not afraid of immortals or Buddhas, and he can kill Duke Huan of Qi!"

Shang Yang shook his head and asked:

"But where is that Lu Zi now? It has been thirty years since Lu Zi disappeared."

The young man stopped talking. Qin Mugong sighed again and said confusedly:

"How about forget it?"

The young man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He just clenched his fists, his eyes were a little red, and he felt hatred in his heart.

If you are disrespectful to Heaven, you will punish the people. What kind of immortal Buddha is this? ?

What benefit does this heaven have to the mountains and rivers of the human world? ?

But the young man only dared to think about these words in his mind and did not dare to say them out.

He sighed.

Suddenly, a soldier hurriedly came to report:

"Your Majesty, the Drought Demon has traveled thousands of miles and set off a raging fire, scorching the three cities and killing all the people in the three cities!"

"Han Ba ​​has said that if the king continues to be disrespectful to heaven, he will burn hundreds of cities and burn thousands of miles."

Duke Mu of Qin smashed the table so hard that it shattered and his eyes were red.

A long while.

Qin Mugong closed his eyes and sighed quietly:

"Put the altar together."

"Prepare. Litian."

He leaned on the chair dejectedly, thinking a little absentmindedly that it would be fine if Lu Zi was here.

…………

The old man was riding a green ox, and Tao and principles were flowing around his body. There were also faint clouds of happiness and auspiciousness surrounding his body, but the thirty thousand miles of purple energy above his head gradually faded.

Eighty-one armors followed calmly behind the old man riding the bull. During the steps, the armors collided with each other, making a continuous clanging sound.

Lu Xuan quietly sorted out his current situation. After returning to the ancient times, he was supported by the [Unity of Virtues] and the eight hundred human beings with a skyrocketing level of miraculousness.

The [Knife Disaster] that originally made him feel miserable could no longer shock him. The invisible bone-scraping and marrow-scraping heavenly knives that descended from the sky and the earth could not even break through the [Germany] attached to his skin.

After breaking through the fifth causal tribulation, under the influence of the "Tai Shang Calamity Chapter", Lu Xuan realized the magical power called "Zongdi Golden Light".

He was very familiar with this magical power. It was similar to how in later generations, after reaching the great level, with the blessing of heaven and earth, he stepped on the [Golden Avenue] that could reach all directions.

They are all magical powers that generally belong to the category of [Xing] like [Shrinking Earth to an Inch].

The difference is that shrinking the ground into an inch is suitable for "walking slowly", while vertically golden light is the real top speed in the world.

What I gained after going through the sixth self-kalpa is [the moment when flowers bloom], which is also one of the great supernatural powers. If it is greatly achieved or even perfected, it can control the withering and prosperity of all things, can sustain the changes of time, and can hold tens of thousands of years in an instant. .

"I have survived six of the nine kalpas of the Earthly Immortal. I can shrink the earth to an inch, turn stones into gold, teach the sky to match the earth, scatter beans to form soldiers, let the earth shine with golden light, and flowers bloom in an instant."

"Mediating Creation has received three hundred golden inscriptions of the great avenue, the sword-killing style has the number two hundred and four, Tao Sheng has analyzed one hundred and eighty, and the sword-killing style has sixty-six great inscriptions."

"If you include the two acupoints, heaven and earth, the fishing drum that reaches the sky, the jade-like glazed lamp, and the three-five evil-killing swords, you can kill big things even in this world."

Lu Xuan whispered in his heart, his eyes gradually deepened, and he fell into thought.

"If I exert all my strength, wear a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown, and hold the Qingping Sword given by the Third Master, and then count the [Unity of Virtues] and the eight hundred wonderful trends of humanity that can be mobilized in ancient times, I can probably What level of creatures are you fighting with?"

"There are also fishing drums. Playing them in this world seems to have no effect other than making the nine dragon corpses pulling the copper coffin dance. So what if it was played in ancient times?"

Thinking about it, Lu Xuan couldn't help but get ready to take action. At the same time, in a certain deep Taoist palace, a lame Taoist's heart was ringing with alarm bells for no apparent reason.

He made some calculations in confusion, and his expression suddenly changed:

"Don't do this bastard!"

Although the Supreme Being knew that he had gifted the fishing drum to this bastard, he suddenly heard the playing of the fishing drum and suddenly became angry and caused trouble for himself again!

Moreover, what if the Supreme Leader follows the sound of the fishing drum and finds out that Xiaoxuan and his master are actually disciples?

The lame Taoist shrank his neck. The scene was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it. He only felt a little pain in his legs.

Taishang is really ruthless in his attacks, and his beatings are also real.

At the same time, between mountains and rivers.

While Lu Xuan was meditating and sorting out his situation, Qing Niu spoke in a low voice:

"Master, there were creatures peeping at us just now. They should be the clairvoyants and the ears of the central heaven."

"oh?"

Lu Xuan came back to his senses and asked calmly:

"Why are these two gods spying?"

"I guess I saw Thirty Thousand Miles of Purple Qi." Qingniu replied slowly: "But those two little guys are quite honest and didn't do anything else."

Lu Xuan nodded slightly, and suddenly his heart moved. Qingniu was the teacher's mount. He must be quite familiar with the ancient immortal Buddha.

Thinking of this, he chuckled and asked:

"Niu'er, I want to ask you about some immortals."

"That's all I say, sir."

"Zhu Wuneng and Sun Wukong, did you know that the former seems to be the [Marshal Tianpeng] of heaven, and the latter should be the great sage of the demon clan?"

Qingniu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Replying to the master, I have never heard that there is a True Sage of Canopy under the throne of Emperor Ziwei in the Arctic Heaven. As for Sun Wukong, there seems to be no such name among the great sages of the demon clan."

Lu Xuan thought thoughtfully, if Zhu Wuneng had not lied to him, then they should be "later" characters, after the Spring and Autumn Period and before the present world.

After thinking for a while, he asked again:

"Where's Yang Jian? Do you recognize him?"

Qing Niu was a little surprised, but still answered honestly:

"I know him as a disciple of the Yuanshi Twelve Immortals under the Great Master of Yuanshi, the Heavenly Lord on the Jade Cauldron. He is very good and good at killing. He is the one who has the best chance of entering the [All Heavens Realm] in the past ten thousand years. , become an immortal of the Supreme Being.”

"Where is Li Nezha?"

"I also recognize that he is the son of the Heavenly King of the Pagoda of the Central Heavenly Court. He is also the disciple of Taiyi Shangtianzun among the twelve immortals of Yuxu. He is a natural immortal and has been causally involved with Emperor Wa."

"What about Li Changgeng?"

"Well, sir, that guy is a close minister of the Emperor of Heaven. He is also the Taibai Venus. He is the leader of the killing force and the leader of Chirui. He is very extraordinary. He is obviously an evil star, but his temperament is like a good old man. But I can't tell for sure."

Lu Xuan nodded thoughtfully. These people in Gouxian Town have quite a lot of backgrounds.

Why have they been trapped in Gouxian Town for who knows how many years? And who is holding the sky-reaching stone monument outside the town?

Suddenly, Lu Xuan remembered what Yang Erlang said, the disasters of heaven are caused by Xuanqing, and the disasters of humanity are caused by Xuanhuang, and these two are suspected to be the source of all disasters and are the people behind the scenes.

He couldn't help but laugh. It's interesting. It's interesting.

What role would Lu Xuan, the lucky student, play in the later years of ancient times?

Everything at present should be the "past" and "future" woven by the masters, but now it has been proved that the established past and future can be interfered with and changed by oneself.

While thinking about it, Qingniu carried him, followed by Eighty-one Armor, and they were already approaching the Qin Dynasty, where he could see the majestic pass standing tall.

When they reached Xiong Pass, the general guarding the pass had been alerted. He stood on the city wall, looking down from a high position and asked solemnly:

"Who is this person, and why are they here with their armor?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the old man riding a green bull below, and then at the mighty Eighty-one Armor behind him, his pupils slightly shrinking.

The bodies of these eighty-one armors are full of iron-blooded killing. I am afraid they are all people who have gone through thousands of battles, and their qi energy is so strong that no one is weaker than themselves.

It’s better to say eighty-one generals than eighty-one generals! !

The old man on the green bull's back still lowered his eyelids and spoke slowly:

"I came here for an appointment with Duke Mu of Qin. I hope the general will open the city gate and lead me in."

The soldiers on the city wall looked at each other in shock, and the general guarding the gate was also shocked. His attitude improved and he stood up and asked again:

"May I ask your name?"

"Lu Xuan."

Lu Xuan?

The generals and soldiers guarding the city were a little confused. This name seemed familiar.

The general frowned and chanted 'Lu Xuan' several times in his mind. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. Lu Xuan, Eighty-one Armor, and his own King Qin

He took a deep breath, his mind was suddenly shaken, and he asked carefully:

"Your Excellency, you are Lu Zi who attacked Qi thirty years ago?"

"Of course."

The entire Xiongguan suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, countless soldiers on the city wall bowed and bowed, and the majestic general shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Open the city gate, line up a guard of honor, and welcome Lu Zi!!"

The city gate is wide open, and the soldiers are holding their weapons as a guard of honor. Behind the gate, there are earth gods riding clouds, galloping towards Yongcheng. There are also sacred birds that can only be used when an emergency war breaks out, carrying letters, like golden light, soaring into the sky. Disappeared in an instant.

Lu Xuan rode a green ox, carrying eighty-one armor, and slowly entered this majestic pass. On both sides, thousands of troops were worshiping, and the generals bowed their waists, all respectful, respectful and fearful.

During this moment, Lu Xuan was walking in the city. After another incense, a magnificent light appeared in the sky, accompanied by the immortal power of Dapin.

After three breaths, someone wearing mysterious clothes stepped out of the air and came in a hurry, his crown and shoes tilted, and beads of sweat falling.

Duke Mu of Qin.

"Lu Zi!"

Before anyone arrived, there were already loud shouts of joy and grievance.