Chapter 283 The first merit of the birth of Tu Bojun
Zhou Yi stared at the golden-winged roc struggling desperately in the illusion in his sleeve, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his heart, and it disappeared in an instant.
Although this golden-winged roc is inconsistent and untamed, it is the fastest flying bird in the world.
The reason why I was able to catch it was because I took precautions and took an early step to add the meaning of illusion to the word "degree".
After all, I have exhausted my Zumaru sword today, and if I grab it with my bare hands, I will definitely not be able to catch it.
And after seeing the true ability of Jue Tian Demon Ancestor, Zhou Yi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.
Just a thought clone of Jue Tian Demon Ancestor can withstand the Buddhist sword energy.
And the Buddhist Sword Qi is already his ultimate trump card. In terms of cultivation alone, he is not as good as Nanjiang Longzu, let alone Juetian Demon Ancestor.
In other words, the Juetian Demon Ancestor was scared off by his empty city plan.
But how many times can this empty city strategy be used?
The golden-winged roc has a flying speed that even the Jue Tian Demon Ancestor covets. It is one of the rarest birds in the world. If it can be conquered, it will naturally be the first choice.
The word "degree" can at least make it stable for a long time.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi couldn't help shouting the Buddha's name and asked: "Golden-winged Dapeng, are you convinced?"
The golden-winged Dapeng shrank his head and said without thinking: "I accept it! Of course I accept it! I am a Buddhist protector, and I have already been convinced by the holy monk! I just made a little joke with the holy monk, and I asked the holy monk not to care about it.
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Zhou Yi shook his head slightly: "You may persuade me with your mouth, but you may not really be convinced in your heart."
"Subordinate..."
Before Golden Winged Dapeng could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Yi: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not, little monk. You have been implanted with the mark of Buddhism and can only be my Buddhist protector. But you just went back on your word and made a mistake, little monk.
I'll give you another chance and punish you by being a monk's mount for the rest of your life, are you willing?"
The golden-winged Dapeng was startled, his eyes changing uncertainly, and finally he lowered his head: "I...will."
It’s okay to be a Buddhist protector, but the mount in this life... Humph! What a joke! Only a ghost wants to be ridden!
However, the situation is stronger than humans. Facing such a terrifying monk, how can it dare to say "no"?
"Good."
Zhou Yi gently swayed his robe sleeves.
The golden light was thrown to the ground by him, and immediately transformed into a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head. He stood beside Zhou Yi, raised his arms and cupped his hands: "Worship my Buddha."
Zhou Yi frowned slightly, but he didn't care about the strange title and said calmly: "I will give you the title of Fantian. From now on, you will be the protector of Fantian."
The body of the golden-winged roc trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched... Why do you need to give this to me? I am the world-famous Lord Fantian! Is there any more perfunctory title than this?
"Thank you Buddha."
Protector Fantian bowed again, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman in black dress on the other side - Xiaoqian, a girl from Shen's village in the past, and now the messenger of Black Impermanence, a strong man from the underworld, and an idea suddenly came into his mind.
By the way, Holy Monk Yichen only asked me to be his mount for the rest of his life!
At worst, I can learn from Ping Jiangjun and be reincarnated to spend this life!
Although I don't know how to reincarnate, it would be easy if the new master of the underworld agrees.
And Xiaoqian has now become a new noble in the underworld, and she will definitely be able to speak in front of the Lord of the Underworld... The key is, how can I repair the relationship between me and her?
Thinking of this, the golden-winged Dapeng's gaze towards Hei Wuchang Xiaoqian became softer and more cordial.
If Hei Wuchang realized something, he glanced at the golden-winged roc coldly and frowned.
Master Yunhua, who had witnessed the terrifying illusions of the holy monk earlier in Guangyuan County, raised his hands and said: "I just found out today that the holy monk in Guangyuan County was already merciless to the school of magic. He waved his sleeves to capture Tianpeng and teased the five fingers.
The abilities of the holy monks are probably comparable to those of the Bodhisattvas of ancient times."
Zhou Yi said truthfully: "Master Yunhua deserves the prize. It's also because this golden-winged roc was hit by the young monk's secret technique earlier. Otherwise, how could the young monk be able to keep up with it based on its speed?"
Master Yunhua sighed: "The holy monk is still as humble as ever."
Pingjiang Jun also smiled and said: "Holy Monk, don't be humble. There are only two people in the world who can trap Tianpeng. One is Jue Tian Demon Ancestor, and the other is the Holy Monk. However, Jue Tian Demon Ancestor relies on magic weapons.
We just captured the young Golden-winged Dapeng. But unlike the Holy Monk, he chopped off its wings twice and captured the Tianpeng. Therefore, in this world, only the Holy Monk can compete head-on with the Jue Tian Demon Ancestor."
Hei Wuchang nodded slightly.
The three demon king boys, the golden retriever, the white elephant, and the blue lion, looked at their great patron with eager eyes.
Including the several Dragon Lords who were paying close attention to the battle situation not far away, they all showed expressions of deep approval. Apparently, they all believed that Holy Monk Yichen was low-key and humble.
Today's battle has allowed them to thoroughly see how terrifying the holy monk, as a notary, is.
Only a hint of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the newly promoted Protector Fantian, not towards Zhou Yi, but towards Mr. Pingjiang who exposed his old background.
"Haha, little ape, I haven't seen you in these years, and you have really changed completely. Not only have you become cunning, cunning, and scheming, but you are also keen on flattering me. I don't know what my former brothers will think when they see you like this.
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Hearing this, Lord Pingjiang turned to look at the golden-winged roc, and said calmly: "It's better than a bird with its wings cut off. It doesn't know the heights of the world, and it goes back on its word. In the end, it can only be reduced to a mount and the demon boy guarding the cave."
"you……"
The golden-winged Dapeng rolled his eyes in anger, and then sneered: "Don't be too happy too early. Sooner or later, you will definitely reveal your true face in front of my Buddha. Then let's see how you can escape from me.
Wuzhishan!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yi felt a little strange in his heart.
Before he could speak, a sound of wind chimes rang in his ears.
I saw Master Yunhua holding up the transmission note and placing it to his ear, as if he was listening to something.
Er, his expression suddenly changed, he cupped his fists at Zhou Yi and said: "Holy Monk, the Heavenly Master has found out the origin of the third demon king who should be robbed."
"oh?"
Zhou Yi glanced at Pingjiang Lord and Fantian Lord, who were both listening attentively, and then said: "Who is this Demon Lord?"
Master Yunhua took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "It's Tu Bojun."
"Tu Bojun?" "That's it!"
The expressions of Lord Pingjiang and Lord Fantian both changed, and there was a little fear floating in the depths of their eyes.
Zhou Yi saw the reactions of these two demon kings in his eyes and knew that this Tu Bo Emperor must have been a big shot in the demon world in the past.
The character Bo, in ancient times, was associated with "Ba" and represented the king.
The title Tu Bojun may sound vague at first glance, but after a little chewing, you can taste the meaning of the overlord of the earth.
I heard Lord Pingjiang whisper: "Tu Bo was recognized as one of the top three demon kings in the four continents in the past. He has vast magical powers and extraordinary origins. It is said that he can control the world's land. Many years ago, he was already a titled prince, comparable to the world.
Earth Immortal."
This time, Fantianjun did not sing the opposite of Pingjiangjun, and said solemnly: "It was Tubojun who proposed the formation of the Luan Dao Alliance. Now it has joined forces with the Juetian Demon Ancestor, and has gained the benefits of the Juetian Demon Ancestor, and its strength.
, will only be more powerful than when it was sealed by Buddhism more than twenty years ago."
"Amitabha, this is quite a powerful person."
Zhou Yi's eyes were lowered, and a hint of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he had overlooked something.
But he thought about it and couldn't figure out why, so he had to give up.
The Nanjiang War that lasted for seven days finally came to an end.
The battle between the two titled Jiedushi ended in Ao Nitian's victory, safeguarding the dignity of the Dragon Clan.
Pingjiang Jun and Xu Gong obtained tens of millions of acres of fertile land, rectified the mountains and rivers of Lingnan, benefited the country and the people, and God will send good fortune.
During this period, Demon Lord Tianyi transformed into a master of the Junzi Kingdom and brought many strangers to invade, trying to destroy this meritorious deed.
However, Zhou Yi secretly summoned Hei Wuchang from the underworld to lead three great ghost commanders and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers to resist the invasion of foreigners from overseas.
And Zhou Yi even used his own body to overcome the tribulation. After experiencing ninety-nine lifetimes of demonic tribulations, he finally eliminated the demonic nature in Xu Gong's body. After that, he fired two swords in a row and killed Demon Lord Tianyi from the hands of the Juetian Demon Ancestor.
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During this period, Master Yunhua, Hei Wuchang, Dragon Girl Li Jiuniang, three demon boys, Fang Ziqi, and even Fan Tianjun, the golden-winged roc, all contributed to protecting the fertile land in Lingnan.
According to the laws of heaven, they have merit in guarding their luck, and they can get a little bit of their merit and luck.
As for the masters of the Shu Dao sect, although they took action to fight against overseas aliens in the middle, they gave up halfway and failed to persist to the end. Naturally, they had no chance of this meritorious deed.
Except for them and the possessed overseas stranger, everyone else is a winner, and everyone is happy.
At night, in the south of Lingnan and at the end of Nanjiang River, everything is silent.
Everyone raised their heads, stretched their necks, and looked up at the cloud-like mass of merit and luck under the stars and moon, above the ocean tide, which was gathering again, releasing thousands of feet of golden light, lingering fragrance, and rising and falling fairy sounds.
For a time, the night was as white as day.
In the Lingnan area, both inside and outside the sea, countless creatures rushed instinctively.
Although they were blocked by the unpredictable auras and did not dare to move too far forward, they still bowed to the sky excitedly.
Ao Qin, the ancestor of the South China Sea, sighed complexly: "This kind of merit and luck has not appeared for too many years. Even when Buddhism sealed the thirty-sixth demon king, the heavenly secret never sent down the merit and luck."
Mr. Pingjiang smiled faintly and said with a double entendre: "Perhaps my luck was bad at that time, but it may not be a meritorious deed."
Ao Qin was startled, and his peripheral vision fell on Zhou Yi, who was not far away, with complex eyes: "Buddhism has gone through many tribulations, and all the monks returned to secular life, but only this mysterious and extraordinary Bodhisattva was left behind. It can indeed be called a stroke of luck.
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Fan Tianjun rolled his eyes and sneered: "A lot of flatterers."
All the experts in the Dragon Palace looked at each other angrily, but they all remained angry and silent.
Once the Dragon Ancestor is present, they have no right to speak.
Secondly, this golden-winged roc has changed its appearance, joined Buddhism and became the mount of Yichen Bodhisattva. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner when beating a dog. After witnessing the terrifying methods of Yichen Bodhisattva, they treated this Buddhist relic.
I dare not be disrespectful in the slightest.
Pingjiang Jun shook his head slightly: "I'm talking about Golden Wings. Now that things have come to this, you can't say a few words less? We've known each other for so many years, do you really think that I don't know what you're thinking?"
Fan Tianjun sneered: "Do you think you are Tu Bojun? You know things like a god? Stop bragging."
Pingjiang Jun smiled: "You must be regretting it so much now. When the lockdown was just lifted, you didn't listen to my advice and insisted on making an enemy of the notary and intervening in the battle of Nanjiang. In the end, I became a sitting duck. On the contrary, I,
I will soon gain merit and luck, and it will be a matter of course to become a saint and become an ancestor in the future."
Lord Fantian laughed loudly, with a trace of unnaturalness flashing in his eyes, and said harshly: "Humph, you just used a little trick to trick the stupid dragon clan into working as a coolie for you for nothing. What are you doing?"
All the dragon masters on the side, from Ao Nitian down, all clenched their fists, gnashed their teeth, and breathed fire from their eyes.
This newly promoted Buddhist protector is the flying mount of Yichen Bodhisattva. His foul mouth is more powerful than his wings. He is not very lethal and extremely insulting.
Not far away, Zhou Yi, who was standing by the river and guarding Li Jiuniang and Xu Gong underground, also heard the words of the Golden-winged Dapeng and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, he was as unruly and unruly as a golden-winged roc, and would have such a high opinion of that Tu Bojun.
And Mr. Pingjiang did not refute.
It is enough to show that the third Yingjie Great Demon is truly ridiculously powerful, far surpassing the White Ape and the Golden-winged Dapeng.
"Xu Gong, you still won this round.
From now on, the destiny of Lingnan will belong to you, the hope of the people will return to Xu Zhiling, and the underworld will belong to the little monk.
This largest and most fertile land in the Tang Dynasty has finally been taken over by you and me, and the young monk can build a temple with confidence and boldness."
Zhou Yi stared at the depths of the ground. Mr. Xu, who had stabilized his breathing and had not yet opened his eyes, smiled and said: "So, you and I should sit down, drink tea, and have a good talk.
The young monk still has many questions that he would like to ask."
The old man underground still closed his eyes and remained silent.
At this moment, the cloud of luck in the sky finally started to spin, and the golden light fell down on the earth, and the first merit was thrown into the ground.
Buzz!
The whole body of the old man deep underground was shrouded in golden light. The spirit of the immortal spirit flowed through his limbs and bones, the clouds and mist shrouded his body, and the holy light enveloped his body.
The barrier protecting him was also melted by merit and luck. For a moment, everyone present saw Mr. Xu sitting on the ground.
Except for Zhou Yi, Pingjiang Jun and Nanjiang Longzu, everyone else looked shocked.
"The merit has arrived! But that person is..."
"It's weird, shouldn't this first merit be given to Lord Pingjiang?"
"Indeed, but look at Mr. Pingjiang, he doesn't react at all and doesn't seem to mind. What's going on?"
"Is it possible that Lord Pingjiang is not the only one who plotted this situation in Nanjiang and plotted against our dragon clan? Damn it!"
Pingjiang Jun listened to the discussions coming from all around, especially the whispers of the dragon masters, and smiled lightly, not paying attention.
He had already been mentally prepared for the fact that this meritorious deed would belong to Mr. Xu.
More than half a year ago, although it was he who proposed the layout of Lingnan to gain merit and luck.
But perhaps in Tianji's view, as a mortal, Xu Wentai had to make even greater sacrifices.