647, Conspiracy (1/2)
"The master and his disciples from Beilu Mountain seized my Taoist altar, killed my disciples, and took over my place. This is really too much!"
In a secluded garden somewhere in Yunzhou City.
A group of people in different costumes gathered here, including even bald monks. They sat in the middle hall and listened to the complaining of ‘Yuan Kong’ who was sitting in the first seat: “I asked you to come here today, just to ask you to lend a hand and save me this time!
When this matter is settled, I will take the lead in setting up the ‘36-day grand ceremony of worshipping gods’ at the Tianwei Daotan to worship the gods worshipped by various sects. I am willing to bear all the expenses of this grand ceremony of worshipping gods!
All the money of vows in my private collection, totaling one hundred strings, will be used to reward you!”
‘Yuan Kong’ was full of indignation, but his eyes were cold and emotionless. He put a money box on the table on the left and right sides, opened the copper lock on the money box, and revealed the bright and yellow vows of money inside. With just a quick glance, people can see that the money of vows in the money box is no less than one hundred strings!
Several lights flickered on the table, making the money in the money box shine brightly and intoxicatingly.
Everyone was invited by ‘Yuan Kong’ to Yunzhou City. First, they had a good time with the beautiful girls he kept in his private house. Everyone was warmly entertained by ‘Yuan Kong’. Now they were summoned by ‘Yuan Kong’ and heard what happened at the Tianwei Daotan. They knew that the other party had invited them to come and hold the ‘36-day God Sacrifice’. It was fake, and it was real to ask them to help them solve their problems.
However, the people from the various sects had received warm hospitality from ‘Yuan Kong’ before. Even if they felt that they were deceived by the other party, they could not get angry on the spot and left in anger.
One should be grateful for what one has received.
What’s more, there was a box of money on the table that was dazzling.
After ‘Yuan Kong’ finished speaking, everyone in the hall fell into a brief silence.
‘He’ didn’t wait too long.
There were three or four huge rag dolls standing behind him. A thin-faced white-haired middle-aged man with a hooked nose and triangular eyes said in a sharp voice: “Who doesn’t know now that even the Thirteen Great Masters of Black Horn Mountain have fallen into the hands of the Red Dragon True Man of Beilu Mountain?
Master Yuankong, I think we may only be able to take your hundred strings of money, but not spend it——”
“Why do you need to interfere in the affairs of our Black Horn Mountain?” Opposite the white-haired middle-aged man with triangular eyes, a man covered in a black robe sat on the armchair. He raised his head, and the scarf covered his nose and mouth, revealing only a pair of sinister eyes, staring at the white-haired middle-aged man with a green light, his eyes cold.
The white-haired middle-aged man looked at him, snorted, and looked away.
‘Yuan Kong’ silently observed the expressions on the faces of the people present. When he was about to speak, a thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly had a ‘hallucination’ - his eyes were hazy, like ripples on the water.
When the ripples gradually stopped,
a dark hole appeared under the water.
In the center of the dark space, there stood an equally vague figure. Above the figure's head, there was a faint dragon circling the sun and the moon. As the vague figure bowed to the Wutong God -
a miserable howl suddenly came out from the Wutong God's body!
His face wrinkled on the spot, but fortunately he reacted in the next moment and reached out to press his face - under his face, there was no nose bridge or facial bones to support his face, only an egg-shaped pit.
The pale pit was full of holes.
In the dark holes that looked like a bunch of flies, babies’ heads poked out one by one. As the blurry figure bowed to Wutong Shen, half of the wish-power babies in the pit under his face, which was filled with babies and nearly one-third of the holes were illusory and transparent, turned gray!
They withered and disappeared silently in the holes!
Including those wish-power babies that were illusory and transparent!
Boom! Boom!
Wutong Shen’s ears were like the sound of a sledgehammer hitting the ground. He ‘saw’ the sun and moon above the blurry human head, which were coiled by a long dragon, slightly moved closer, and then he was severely injured!
The wish-power fruit that he had worked hard to replenish last night,
was consumed today under that person’s bow!
It’s too much!
It hurts me!
‘Yuan Kong’ pressed his face hard to prevent it from falling off, which would make the people from various sects who had finally gathered in the central hall alert and disperse.
He knew who was ‘plotting’ against him!
Anger was rising in his dull mind.
But being angry was useless.
At the moment, he had painstakingly summoned people from various sects, wasn’t it just to attack the Tianwei Dao Altar and encircle the person who ‘plotted’ against him? !
If he didn’t take back the Tianwei Dao Altar and the scattered true spirits, Wutong Shen would never be at peace!
The Tianwei Dao Altar was the foundation of his ‘becoming a god’!
The scattered true spirits were a weakness of ‘him’ who had not yet completely become a god. If others touched the weakness, he would be restrained at best or injured at worst!
"Master Yuankong?"
"Your complexion looks so strange, is there something wrong with your practice?"
Everyone looked at 'Yuankong', with a lot of spying in their eyes.
In their eyes, 'Yuankong' had a distorted face, and his entire face was covered with hideous 'wrinkles'!
'Yuan Kong' stretched out his hand and stroked his face, smoothing out all the wrinkles on the face that almost fell off. He explained to everyone: "The Red Dragon Master you mentioned, when I was on the mountain, I also I fought against him——"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was immediately attracted, and naturally they ignored the abnormal expression on 'Yuan Kong''s face just now.
"Beilu Mountain Chilong Zhenren is truly powerful.
I fought with him, but he was defeated immediately after just one move.
Not only is the red dragon powerful, but he is also cruel-hearted. Seeing my defeat, he didn't care about the friendship between his fellow students at all. He planned to kill me with thunder from the sky on the spot——" 'Yuan Kong' made up a few sentences casually. True and false words, the real Yuan Kong has never fought against the real Chilong, but the fake Yuan Kong who was replaced by the Wutong God once used the beard and hair of the God of Snakes to fight with him in the area from Wutong Ferry to the mouth of the Minjiang River. Chilong Zhenren fought against each other.
Even with the help of the power of the Snake God's beard and hair, facing the real Red Dragon, he still felt shaken and his liver and gallbladder trembled!
Therefore, although his current description of the fight with Chilong Zhenren was a fabrication, his emotions were not disguised: "I was able to escape my life because I was protected by my master!
My ancestor welcomed the ‘Five-Tong God’ into the Patriarch’s Hall. The red dragon wanted to kill me in front of the Patriarch’s Hall.
In the Patriarch's Hall, the statue of the 'Five-Connected God' immediately glowed with strange light. A message was posted, which directly captured the soul of the real Chilong. Today's Chilong only has a flesh shell left in the world, and his soul has been destroyed by the Five Spirits. Tong Shen Ju got it and went to nowhere.
The only one who truly occupies Fengshan is his disciple ‘Zhu Xiaozi’! "
"The God of Five Tongs..." The bald monk in black clothes at the 'Pu'an Altar' in the corner looked up at 'Yuan Kong' and said, "I remember that the God of Five Tongs was originally a folk god. It was only in your ancestor's generation that he Was welcomed into the Tianwei Taoist altar.
There was a rumor at that time that if you make a wish in front of the Wutong God, everything will come true.
It was also because your master was able to manifest his wishes and protect the people of a certain area that he welcomed him into the altar.
Can today’s five-power god still ‘make wishes come true’? "
“Just a folk god.
The saying that everything comes true if you make a wish is mostly just a rumor, how can it be taken seriously?
In your "Wandering Gods and Ghosts Conference", there are countless gods such as the Wutong God. In the final analysis, such gods are all man-made!
Foolish people believe this,
Do the monks and nuns in Pu'an Tan also believe this? "Sitting next to the bald monk in the Pu'an altar, the sickly local sect's warlock said with a sneer.
The others also looked disapproving.
They are more concerned about whether the real Chilong is really, as 'Yuan Kong' said, only the shell of flesh is left in the world, and the soul is missing?
'Yuan Kong' glanced at the black-clothed monk who was looking at him seriously, waiting for an answer, and felt a little fearful in his heart - he knew best whether the Wutong God could still 'make a wish and it will come true'!
I also know that the black monk and the drunkard don’t care about drinking!
“As a practitioner, everything should be done independently. If you rely on other things, your foundation will be unstable and your body will not be upright.
I have never made a wish to the Wutong God,
But I don’t know if it is still effective now. "'Yuan Kong' shook his head and asked the monk in black a few questions.
The monk in black smiled at him and didn't ask any more questions.
"Don't talk nonsense anymore." The black-horned beetle witch, who was covered in black robes and only revealed a pair of glowing green eyes, said, "If the real Chilong is really only a shell of flesh left in the world, what will God do? On the Taoist altar, it is only the words of his disciple 'Zhu Xiaozi' who make the decision.
Let's work together and strangle 'Zhu Xiaozi' without any problem!
Although ‘Zhu Xiaozi’ has some tricks, he can’t compare to Chi Long!
Take advantage of this opportunity to kill all the Beilu Mountains in Fujian, so as to avoid future troubles forever.
only,
Yuan Kong, how can you make us believe that what you say is true? "
Everyone gathered in the central hall turned to stare at Yuan Kong.
‘Yuan Kong’ has been prepared for a long time,
As soon as he thought about it, a 'Zhenwu Talisman' flew out from behind, spinning in front of him. The talisman was wrapped with a thin layer of Dao pattern rhyme, and the treasure light was hidden, whether it was with the talisman of Chilong Zhenren or with the Compared with Su Wu's talisman, this 'foundation talisman' appears to be thin and shaky.
However, this talisman is a second-order 'Tai Shang Zhen Wu Xuan Hua Yun Tian Zhuan Dharma Talisman' at the same level as the 'Gaoshang Shenxiao Three Yuan Three Officials Auxiliary Talisman' of Zhenren Chilong!
"I seal the seal with my heart and swear an oath: At this time, the human soul of Zhenren Chilong has been captured into the underworld, not in the flesh shell. At this time, in the Tianwei Taoist altar, there is only the flesh shell of Zhenlong Zhenren. , without its soul!
As I said, I am not honest and truthful,
Then the righteousness will collapse on its own!
All your cultivation is in vain! "
Yuan Kong solemnly made the ‘Heart Seal Righteous Oath’ in front of everyone!