Four hundred and forty-two chapters four fierce (2)
Outside Luoyang, in Mang Mountain.
It is surrounded by countless imperial mausoleums and numerous tombs of princes and princes.
Guangchengzi sat cross-legged, with his mouth wide open, devouring the few remaining fortunes and heritage of the Zhou Dynasty one by one.
He'll be done soon!
Cause and effect are beating in the flesh and blood, and countless rays of light emerge around you.
This is a reward from heaven!
It is also the encouragement of Heaven!
Guangchengzi felt everything and couldn't help but laugh twice.
"I didn't expect that the hundreds of thousands of years I spent fighting for the Taoism would not be enough to destroy the Taoism for a few years..."
"Sure enough, God is ruthless!"
The rewards and encouragement from heaven cannot be faked.
In just a few years, the devoured Zhou family's luck and foundation had polished the physical incarnation he had trained to the extreme.
It is already possible to behead corpses.
Beheading a corpse is a necessary step to attain the quasi-sage status.
As long as the corpse is successfully beheaded, from now on, the sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is wide and fish can jump.
Except for saints, no one can destroy a quasi-sage.
Of course, in today's Three Realms, killing corpses is only a prerequisite for attaining enlightenment and becoming a quasi-sage.
Because if you want to become a quasi-sage, you need more than that.
We still need to rely on Taoism!
This may be an obstacle to others, but it was not difficult for Yu Guangchengzi.
The 360,000 years of running the Zhou Dynasty had made him understand the establishment and maintenance of an orthodoxy.
Now, the biggest problem before Guangchengzi is how to establish an orthodoxy that belongs to him!
He has betrayed Chanjiao!
The incense relationship between the Saint of Chanjiao and him can be regarded as completely severed.
That is to say, now, Tiandao has used his hand to destroy the Zhou Dynasty.
Otherwise, Guangchengzi understood that he had already been brought back to Yuxu Palace by a talisman issued by the sage of enlightenment, his former mentor.
so……
"I must continue to be the sword of heaven!"
Guang Chengzi thought.
However, the sword of heaven is not so easy to make.
Tiandao is not willing to give opportunities to just anyone.
This time he was lucky enough to enter the eye of heaven. It was a coincidence, driven by cause and effect, and the general trend was inevitable.
Just in time, the catastrophe is ahead of schedule, and cause and effect are running rampant.
It just so happens that the fortune of the Zhou Dynasty is weak but not dead, and the Taoism of the Zhou Dynasty is dead but not rigid.
It just so happened that he was the person who single-handedly established the Zhou family's orthodoxy.
It just so happened that he was deceived by Kunpeng and had no choice but to betray the Chan Sect.
So, with one drink and one peck, cause and effect manifested, and God chose him.
However, will there be such a good opportunity next time?
Once there is an earthquake in Mang Mountain, the Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed.
He will no longer have the protection of heaven.
He will face Yuxu Palace directly.
what to do?
Guang Chengzi murmured.
At this moment, his eyebrows moved and his fingers automatically counted.
Countless unknown feelings enveloped my heart.
Looking up, he felt a sinister wind blowing in front of him, countless taboos and terrifying black mist billowing, and the sinister aura lingering in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum that Emperor Zhou built for himself.
"I wonder which old friend is visiting?" Guangchengzi asked in a deep voice.
In the black mist, there were waves of sinister laughter.
But I saw the appearance of a monster appearing from it.
A pair of skinny wings vibrated slightly, and on the skin, countless evil tiny bubbles were wrapped around it.
The tiger-like slender and muscular body was covered with countless barb-like hairs.
There seemed to be countless shadows of ghosts in these hairs, howling among them.
There is a pair of gray-black horns on its head, and above the tips of the horns, you can faintly hear the sound of howling wind.
That big, ferocious mouth was flowing with venom from the depths of the Nine Netherworld.
Tick tock!
The poison dripped down, dissipating countless nauseating poisonous mist, and everything in the entire underground palace was corroded by the poisonous mist, making a rattling sound.
Seeing this, Guangchengzi took a deep breath.
He stood up in fear and looked at the monster warily.
But the monster laughed arrogantly: "Fellow Taoist Guangchengzi, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
He looked at Guangchengzi's expression: "Surprised?"
The long, deformed tentacles growing under the jaw danced and stretched towards Guang Chengzi, but stopped at a safe distance from Guang Chengzi.
"Quack quack..."
"Who said fellow Taoist dissatisfaction can lead to dissatisfaction?"
"This week's imperial tradition has not even touched the threshold of the imperial dynasty!"
"Three hundred and sixty thousand years!"
"Fellow Taoist, do you know how hard our brothers endured in that seal?!"
Guangchengzi looked at the monster with an uneasy expression.
He knows how terrifying this monster is!
A monster that even a saint cannot kill!
Born in Taoism, the son of the Holy King.
However, he has inherited the stain of Taoism, been distorted by infinite cause and effect and sin, and even been corroded by the flesh and blood of the Demon Ancestor.
In a sense, this thing is still the whetstone of heaven.
The unknowns and taboos used to sharpen the tradition.
The one in front of me is one of them.
The son of Emperor Shaohao and the enemy of Emperor Shun!
The embodiment of evil and evil.
Qiongqi!
"Fellow Taoist..." Guang Chengzi remained vigilant as he looked at the monster: "It actually broke free from the seal... It's so gratifying..." Guang Chengzi said the last four words while pinching his nose.
Because any Golden Immortal knows what Qiongqi, one of the four evils, means?
Even Quasi-Saints don't pay attention to things like this.
He even dared to shout in front of saints.
Of course, the saint can slap them into the dust and turn them into powder with a backhand slap.
But, for these monsters, this is just a strain on their muscles and bones.
Taoism and magical powers cannot kill them.
The only one who can kill them is Dao Tong.
To be precise, he is the incarnation of Taoism, the King Master who slays evil spirits!
Use benevolence and righteousness as your sword, morality as your sword, and the hearts and minds of all people as your source of strength.
Convict the people of crime, punish evil and eradicate violence.
However, even so, only his physical body will be destroyed.
Its soul and origin will be re-sealed after the death of the physical body.
Therefore, almost no one in the three realms dares to provoke or offend these monsters.
They are unkillable, monsters that cannot be eradicated.
Qiongqi Jiejie smiled: "Thanks to fellow Taoist!"
"If fellow Taoist hadn't swallowed up all the luck and heritage of the Zhou family, we brothers could escape from the predicament..."
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy for us brothers to break free!"
"Speaking of which..."
"Pangeng died almost half a million years ago..."
"Even the royal masters of the Yin Dynasty's orthodoxy were destroyed, more than 400,000 of them..."
"The human race in these hundreds of thousands of years has really not made any progress!"
"It's time for us brothers to have a feast!"
The four evils all feed on humans!
The more people they eat, the more powerful they become.
Moreover, they are immune to all karmic obstacles.
Because they themselves are the result of the entanglement of evil obstacles.
Flesh, flesh, and soul are all sin incarnations!
Also corrupted by the Demon Ancestor, he was twisted into an enemy of the Taoism, a very dangerous thing, and an unknown monster.
Naturally, it is the opposite of the Taoist ancestor who has become a Taoist.
Guangchengzi listened, but his eardrums hurt, and there were countless worries in his heart.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to act rashly.
I don't even dare to run.
Because he understood that perhaps, his own way of survival was right in front of him.
