The rumbling excavators and drilling rigs turned the entire canyon into a large construction site.
In one morning, the drilling rig had penetrated into the underground rock formation and began to drill through the hard granite.
And the excavator dug out more stuff.
Withered spores and rotting fungi emit a billowing stench.
Various vegetations with green and yellow pus.
Workers had to wear gas masks to prevent poisoning.
Xu Ji was very interested in those withered spores and decaying fungi.
In order to curry favor with Xu Ji, Colonel Mark made a phone call to the Asia-Pacific Command of the flag country.
The wealthy people of the flag country directly used a team of Hercules to airlift an entire laboratory from Sriwijaya to Khmer, along with researchers. Now the equipment and people are already at the Khmer airport.
Just waiting to be shipped over.
It has to be said that the people of the Banner Country are truly unmatched by Blue Star in this aspect.
Just for this morning's emergency air transport, the transportation expenses alone are probably a dozen or so small goals.
But the people of the flag country didn't even blink an eye.
Xu Ji asked Colonel Mark about this. The colonel smiled and gave an official answer: "Sir, you are our most distinguished guest and the hope and future of all mankind!"
"For you, we will do whatever it takes!"
Of course, in private, Colonel Mark has a different face.
"What are a dozen small targets?" the colonel said while chatting with his adjutant: "In what year did the Asia-Pacific Command not have expenses for hundreds of small targets, classified as military secrets?"
"No one knows where these expenses are spent!"
"The last person who checked the accounts has already committed suicide at home with an AR15!"
"Now, with such a project specially approved by the Senate, I can only imagine how happy the guys at the Asia-Pacific Command are!"
An emergency strategic airlift is a bad debt that no one knows about.
Casually, start projects in vain, list expenses, and have a dozen or so small goals.
Anyway, no one can check the accounts.
Xu Ji's ears moved slightly and he listened to these private conversations.
For Foundation Establishment monks, they can spy on the conversations of mortals within a few hundred meters at any time as long as they are willing.
Of course, Xu Ji understood that maybe this was what the Banner people told him.
Colonel Mark may have deliberately shouted these things everywhere so that Xu Ji could hear them.
This may be the strategy of the flag state.
Sugar-coated bullets.
Guiling also contacted Xu Ji.
Guiling's superiors, through Guiling, tactfully informed Xu Ji that a large number of foreigners would be visiting Tancheng next month.
Xu Ji understood the hints from relevant parties instantly.
"You hope I can cooperate?"
"All right!"
"The left and right are also free, so if you cooperate, you won't lose any meat!"
...
Deep in the jungle of Siam.
The monster wearing ancient robes finally stopped fleeing.
The terrifying aura of natural enemies has gone away.
He leaned against the trunk of a towering tree, and the spores in his rotten flesh kept growing out of his skin.
His body soon became like the tree trunk he was leaning on, covered with fungus-like mushrooms.
These mushrooms grow rapidly, then wither quickly and turn into powder.
These powders merge with the ulcerated flesh.
Let the cracks in his body heal quickly.
However, this also caused the monster's body to emit bursts of weird stench.
These foul smells, like pheromones, spread quickly in the air.
Then……
Buzz
Buzzing…
In the jungle, swarms of blowflies flew in.
These flies follow the smell.
In the sense of smell of these flies, this smell is irresistible.
It is a mission, and it is also a nature engraved in blood and genes.
Buzz buzz...
Throughout the jungle, hundreds of thousands of flies of all kinds began to gather and fly towards the monster.
Within the monster's body, the spores and flesh began to entangle and fuse.
This is the price!
The price the monster had to pay!
Kara Spore, or ‘God’s Grace.
Possessing countless indescribable powers, it is a miracle created by ‘God.
However, this divine power, this incredible miracle, comes with a curse.
The monster's eyes looked at the dense swarm of flies that had flown above his head.
He remembered the scene he had seen in the remaining memory of his brain.
It was a mural located in an ancient underground tomb in the Holy City.
In the murals, the ancestors depicted all kinds of incredible things.
Scenes from those myths.
Through these murals, the ancient ancestors warned future generations: "Beware of the devil!"
The Kara spores he obtained, or God's grace, were obtained from an altar deep in the tomb.
Buzz buzz...
Swarms of flies flew towards the monster overwhelmingly.
Hundreds of thousands of flies got into the monster's black robe.
Buzz buzz...
They crawled all over the monster's body.
Then, the monster saw that his body suddenly grew countless mouths.
The flies lined up one by one and penetrated into his body through these mouths.
The midday sun fell on him through the jungle canopy.
Hundreds of thousands of flies scrambled to get into his body.
After these flies enter the body, the spores in the body actively release some kind of mucus to wrap the flies one by one.
Let them mate and lay eggs safely in their own bodies.
One, two, three...
Hundreds of millions of densely packed fly eggs are laid wrapped in mucus.
At this moment, the monster's eyeballs suddenly swelled.
Countless fly eggs have been laid in the blood vessels inside the eyeball.
"So that's it!" the monster muttered to himself.
"I see!"
"I became the devil's host!"
He finally understood the true meaning of the murals he had seen during his lifetime.
Beware of the devil!
Because the devil was born from the miracle of God.
To be more precise, God creates miracles just to give birth to the devil!
Unfortunately, by the time He realized it, it was already too late!
After thousands of years of fusion, the spores in his body have completely merged with his flesh, blood, and soul.
Now, He has become the most perfect vessel. A devil's placenta!
This is exactly God's will!
God never needs anything but the devil!
And mortals are just his lambs.
It is He who shepherds the sheep of this world.
The devil is the harvest.
Harvest the souls of mortals and those powerful individuals.
Then give it to the great God!
"Oh God!"
He let out one last sigh.
Then, the fly eggs in the body begin to hatch.
Hatches in the mucus secreted by the spores.
One after another, the newly born larvae opened their mouthparts immediately after birth and began to eat flesh, flesh and spores.
They gnaw very quickly.
Billions of larvae gnaw at the same time.
The monster's body immediately shriveled up.
Soon, everything that could be eaten was eaten.
Billions of larvae began to eat each other.
swish swish...
The terrifying sound of chewing echoed deep in the jungle.
Of these billions of larvae, only one will survive.
If there is a Taoist here, he will recognize it at a glance:
This is voodoo!
One of the most commonly used evil spells by evil cultivators, it is usually used to cultivate and select the most poisonous and evil silverfish.
...
Rest is over.
Lord Tongtian walked out of the Shangqing Palace again.
Saint Laojun and Saint Nuwa also appeared behind Master Tongtian at this moment.
"Fellow Taoist (senior brother) please!" Laojun and Nuwa bowed their heads.
"Brother Dao, please!" Leader Tongtian returned the gift: "Junior sister, please!"
The three saints looked at each other and smiled, then moved forward at the same time.
After the sermon, it is natural to discuss the Tao.
This is the true meaning of the grand feast!
A person's sermon cannot be qualified as a "feast" in any case, let alone "dao" as a prefix.
Only by discussing the Tao can one be worthy of this responsibility.
When discussing the Tao, all the wise people are present and everyone can participate.
Generally speaking, according to your cultivation level, from low to high, you will explain one by one and demonstrate what you have gained.
Therefore, every time at this time, there are thousands of wonderful methods and countless magical powers, competing for wonder and beauty.
Monks from ancient times often use this method to learn from each other's strengths and be inclusive!
This is why those ancient supernatural powers are so powerful.
Those terrifying magical powers are never the work of one person.
Rather, it is the crystallization of the collision of wisdom and magical powers of countless Hongmeng figures and ancient giants.
Just like the sage Laojun, he has a magical power that is at the bottom of the box: one qi transforms the three pure things.
This powerful saint's magical power is the supreme magical power created by Laojun by merging the Tongtian cult leader, the Yuanshi saint and his own Tao.
Once cast, different afterimages of the Three Pure Saints can be briefly summoned.
It is equivalent to gaining the advantage of three against one in a short period of time.
If you are not prepared, even a saint will be hit hard by this magical power and suffer a big loss!
The three saints walked hand in hand.
Step by step, he stepped on the auspicious clouds and climbed onto the altar that had already been arranged.
The three saints each sat down, and then the leader of Tongtian Cult bowed his head: "In the old days, Master Hongjun gave a lecture in the Zixiao Palace. All the Taoist friends from the three realms came together, and the teacher taught the Three Thousand Great Ways, and each of them was destined to teach. From then on, even more so
I’m not ashamed to ask for help from fellow Taoists!”
"At that time, a Western Taoist friend said: "Zhunti is a man of unparalleled wisdom, his Tao is based on heavenly determination, and his witty sayings are frequent. The teacher thought so deeply that he called him a Taoist friend!"
"Pindao and the other three were lucky enough to have Teacher Meng Hongjun refuse to give up, and they were included under the gate and listed as Taoist disciples!"
"This is a good and auspicious time. Pindao has invited fellow Taoists from all walks of life to gather together in the Biyou Palace. I have been encouraged by all the Taoist friends who have not given up and come all the way from the mountains and rivers to listen to Pindao preach a few unachievable methods. Pindao is very lucky!"
"Today, I would like to follow the example of my mentor and invite all fellow Taoists to preach on the platform for reference!"
After saying that, not only the leader of Tongtian Cult, but also Laojun and Saint Nuwa also stood up and bowed their heads to the immortals present.
This is an ancient ritual.
The immortals were flattered and worshiped one after another: "I don't dare! I don't dare!"
After hearing this, the White Lotus Bodhisattva of Western Buddhism twitched and looked embarrassed, but he did not dare to have an attack.
I can only grit my teeth in my heart.
Because, both inside and outside the words of the leader of Tongtian Cult revealed, "We are just one family," and "Western religion is an outer sect."
The subtext is nothing more than: Taoism is the orthodox path, while the West is just the outer path.
For Westerners
, this is naked suppression!
But what can White Lotus Bodhisattva do?
He could only sit where he was, because he knew that even if the two saints were here, they couldn't fault anything.
Western religion can only suffer from this loss!
"Only two masters have successfully opened up the Three Thousand Whirlpool Worlds!" White Lotus Bodhisattva thought in his heart: "Only our west can truly prosper!"
Three thousand whirling worlds cannot be successfully opened in one day.
Western religion will always be suppressed by Taoism!
Even more delicious than the White Lotus Bodhisattva is the White Crane Boy from the Chan sect.
"Sage Jiejiao, does he claim to be the successor of Xuanmen Taoism and the mantle of Patriarch Hongjun?"
"What a ulterior motive!"
"Bad intentions!"
Bai Hetongzi clenched his fists tightly.
For elucidating religion, orthodoxy is particularly important!
Because once Xuanmen becomes orthodox, it falls into the hands of others.
Explanation of the Tao of Teaching will cause violent turmoil.
The cultivation realm of Chan's disciples will also be seriously affected!
"If I were here, I would be angry and guilty!"
However, Bai Hedongzi has no way to deal with the current situation.
This is Biyou Palace, there is no place for him to speak.
Moreover, neither Saint Laojun nor Saint Nuwa spoke.
If he, a mere boy, jumps up and causes trouble, in the eyes of others, he means that he does not follow the etiquette and laws and does not understand the dignity and inferiority of others.
Speaking to the outside world, this is: I have no respect for my elders, I deceive my teachers and destroy my ancestors!
To put it bluntly, it is disrespectful to the saint!
There are so many Jiejiao Immortals here, many of them were enemies in the Tribulation of the Gods.
If trouble really breaks out, Baihe boy knows that he will not be able to escape.
In fact, this may be the plan of Jie Jiao.
A plan to get him into trouble.
Thinking of this, Baihe boy didn't dare to move.
Although he is a saintly boy, theoretically he will not suffer disaster.
But don't forget that in addition to being the boy of the saint Chan Jiao, Baihe Boy also has another identity: a third-generation disciple of Chan Jiao.
He was originally a disciple of the Antarctic Immortal.
He was brought into the teachings by the Antarctic Immortal. Because the Yuanshi Saint loved him, he accepted him as a boy and kept him by his side to serve him.
Therefore, this cause and effect will go round and round, and it will definitely be on the head of the Antarctic Immortal.
The status of the Antarctic Immortal in explaining religion is very high.
Second only to Ran Deng Taoist who had rebelled against the sect, and ranked above Yun Zhongzi.
He is one of the three true immortals who explained and founded the religion.
Now we are only one step away from becoming a quasi-sage.
Therefore, this great Luo has been in seclusion among the stars, cultivating his merits, cultivating his moral character, and only waiting for the great calamity to enter the world and start trying to achieve enlightenment!
The Antarctic fairy has an ancient origin and has very special heels.
As early as the Hongmeng period, he was already prominent and a famous demon saint. In the past, even the Emperor Jun and Taiyi in the demon clan's heavenly court respected him very much.
Due to the catastrophe of the Lich, he had no choice but to reincarnate.
However, the immortal's merits and deeds in his previous life were very deep, and his network of contacts was even greater. When the war was over, Empress Houtu served as the protector of the immortal, protecting his soul and reincarnating easily.
After reincarnation, he was personally guided by the Saint of Yuanshi, who taught him Taoism and magical powers, broke through the mystery in the womb, and retrieved everything from his previous life.
During the human emperor's calamity, he had already attained Daluo enlightenment!
For many years, Xian Weng has been working hard to once again attain enlightenment as a quasi-sage.
As a result, Baihe Boy had goosebumps all over his body.
"The plan of Saint Jiejiao... No, this should be the plan of Saint Laojun!"
"The purpose is to drag my mentor into a catastrophe and complete his strangulation!"
"Too insidious!"
"I must inform the saints and mentors about this and make arrangements as soon as possible!"
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