Chapter 189 General Shutter’s self-salvation? I want revenge!
Without saying a word, Chu Hao turned into a rainbow and headed towards the eye of the South China Sea.
Sure enough, they saw a black storm rising rapidly above the South China Sea.
The scale of this demonic storm, once formed, will probably be even greater than when Chu Hao released the chaotic storm!
The difference is that the storm of chaos will nourish all things, but this storm of demonic energy will demonize everyone, causing the continent to become bloody and desolate.
[A great horror is about to be born. During work, let’s solve the crisis of world destruction.]
[Suppressing the demonic storm above the South China Sea for four hundred years]
[Reward 1: One hundred years is equivalent to one hundred million years of cultivation!]
[Reward 2: Suppress the great terror and gain great merit]
Chu Hao raised his eyebrows. It was not urgent to wake up everyone in Journey to the West. Anyway, it would be fine before Journey to the West started.
Moreover, if we go now, the heat will not be there.
After all, they have not yet reached the point of desperation. Only when they reach this point can Chu Hao's appearance be meaningful and achieve the maximum.
Chu Hao suddenly changed his mind. For this great merit, he might as well practice here for a while.
Anyway, I’m really not in a hurry now.
In addition, Chu Hao is also very interested in the demonic storm above the South China Sea.
"Devil Storm, I want you to help me practice!"
Chu Hao came out this time with the intention of looking for opportunities.
And the demonic storm here happened to be Chu Hao's opportunity, a rare opportunity.
The demonic storm can hone Chu Hao's mental state.
Time passes day by day.
Chu Hao was repeatedly harassed by demonic energy during the demonic energy storm.
However, due to Chu Hao's powerful martial arts, he actually resorted to the Demonic Qi Storm to practice!
Chu Hao's cultivation has been improving rapidly for a long time, but because of this, his mood is somewhat unsatisfactory.
Now with the help of the demonic storm, Chu Hao gradually improves his mental state cultivation.
Time passes year by year.
Times have changed in the world.
Mortal life and death are reincarnated, and the heaven and earth change in spring and autumn.
But Chu Hao was just like a world-suppressing god general, suppressing the storm of demonic energy without making a move.
Time flows.
There is no time to cultivate immortality, and it will soon be four hundred years.
In four hundred years, neither Heaven nor Xitian has changed much, except that Chu Hao is missing and a lot less lively.
In the human world, there are no dynasty changes.
The king of the Tang Dynasty succeeded in his cultivation, and he was helped by the Chaos Storm in Nanzhanbuzhou. He lived a long life and the Tang Dynasty prospered.
Everything is still the same.
Time is just a concept to gods.
When Chu Hao opened his eyes, there was a smile on his lips.
"That's it, that's it!"
"I finally understand why the South China Sea seemed so weird to me at that time. It turns out that it is like this."
"I'm afraid this is the biggest accident since the beginning of the world, right? I'm afraid even Dao Ancestor didn't take it into account."
"It's fate, it all happened to me. It's just right, just right. What will happen if another murderous catastrophe is introduced in this great catastrophe of Journey to the West? I'm so looking forward to it!"
Four hundred years is just a blink of an eye for any god.
Chu Hao suppressed the demonic storm on the South China Sea for four hundred years, while Xiao Qiong dozed next to him, guarding Chu Hao for four hundred years.
The strange thing is that the Daluo Jinxian under the South China Sea did not catch up, and the entire South China Sea seemed to have been forgotten by heaven and earth.
However, during these four hundred years, Chu Hao became convinced of many things, and this harvest was definitely greater than any tangible harvest.
[Congratulations on completing the task of suppressing the evil spirit]
[Reward 1: Four hundred million years of cultivation]
[Reward 2: A large amount of merit]
Chu Hao glanced at the information.
【Chu Hao】
[Realm: Middle stage of Daluo Jinxian (2.6 billion years from the next level)]
[Kung Fu: Nine-turn Pangu True Body Art (third turn) (950 million years from the fourth turn)]
[Magic weapon:...]
[Spells and magical powers: seventy-two transformations of earth evil (all), the art of transforming the rainbow, eight [Nine Mysterious Techniques, holding the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand, law of heaven and earth, indestructible diamond, pushing mountains and seas, mastering five thunders, infinite black ice,
Nihility Wind, Chaos Divine Thunder]
The fourth turn of the Nine-turn Pangu True Body Judgment is probably the late Daluo period.
In other words, as long as he completes the awakening task, Chu Hao will soon reach the late stage of Da Luo.
After a quick calculation, it’s just the right time to wake up the pilgrims.
Suddenly, Chu Hao became energetic and turned into red light and flew towards the first stop, Liusha River!
……
Human world, Liusha River.
At the bottom of the Liusha River, a strange man has been welcomed in the past four hundred years.
This weirdo looks very ugly, with a black and blue face. He has bare legs and sinews. His eyes flicker like two lamps on the stove. His mouth is forked like a butcher's fire bowl. His fangs support the blade of a sword, and his red hair is messy.
A person who looks like this is looking around at the bottom of a quicksand river, unkempt and barefoot.
His eyes were empty, he was searching for any piece of land like a fool, and he was muttering:
"Thirteen thousand and sixty-six pieces...there are still eighty-six thousand and thirty-four pieces left. In another three thousand years, we will definitely be able to find them."
"No, today is..."
But before the weirdo could react, a dozen sharp and ferocious long swords suddenly appeared beside the weirdo.
A dozen sharp and ferocious swords, no one was operating them, moved on their own, instantly piercing the monster's body and passing through him!
The blood instantly dyed the surrounding turbid river water red, and the weirdo looked up to the sky and howled in pain.
However, the flying sword passed through the weirdo's chest and side more than a hundred times. The weirdo wailed in pain for nearly an hour before the flying sword disappeared.
The strange man fell at the bottom of the turbid quicksand river, with a look of despair and misery on his face, but he was already a little numb.
"Once every seven days... Many thanks to the Holy Grace for washing away my sins. Thank you to the Bodhisattva for his great mercy."
The weirdo was chanting and chanting, but deep down in his eyes, there was only sadness and anger.
He is General Rolling Curtain, a civilian general who was brilliant in heaven for a time and extremely dazzling. He is a genius who has no background but can reach a high position.
He used to be high-spirited.
But now he is in a miserable state.
After being knocked down into the Liusha River, the Jade Emperor ordered the glass cup to be smashed into 100,000 pieces and scattered on the bottom of the Liusha River. He asked the general to pick them all up without using his magic power, and then he had a chance to return to heaven.
He was also personally punished by having his sword fly once every seven days and pierce his chest a thousand times.
General Rolling Shutter has been searching hard at the bottom of the Liusha River for more than four hundred years. The high spirits and heroic spirit he once had have been completely wiped away.
Now, the roller shutter general is numb.
Every time he was pierced through the chest by a flying sword, he would tell himself that the thunder and rain were all gifts from heaven. He had committed an unforgivable crime, and the Bodhisattva punished himself in order to atone for his sin.
He desperately wanted to give up hatred, even if all the pain was given by others.
But...he can't do it.
There was always a fire of unwillingness and extreme resentment in his heart that never went out.
He wanted to know what he had committed and why the Bodhisattva targeted him in this way!
He wants... revenge!
However, there is no chance, right?
Being targeted by the Bodhisattva, no one in heaven and earth can free yourself.
The dignity of the general who rolled the curtain was like the fragments of the glass lamp, completely shattered at the bottom of the quicksand river and could not be picked up.
But at this moment, an immortal king in white suddenly appeared in front of the rolling curtain general.