When the bloodsea surged against Chen Tang Pass, the fortune of the human race collided with the Asura teaching fortune of the Yuanhe elder.
Li Jing's couple responded well, and with Deng Chanyu using the Map of Mountain and River for assistance, many civilians were injured but very few died. Moreover, the Asura teaching fortune was far less than that of the Jie school, and the harm they caused each other was actually not as great as when Li Qi was beheaded at noon last time.
At the moment of the collision of fortunes, the fox spirit was dancing, and King Zhou was on the side beating drums with an extremely excited expression, growing more and more excited. As he seemed about to soar into the heavens, the fortune of the Asura sect came crashing in without any warning. He felt as if someone had struck him a mighty punch in his testicles, and he instinctively stepped back two steps, his vision going black. He lay flat on the ground like a giant shrimp, taking a long time to straighten up.
He didn't know what caused this, but he could only attribute it to a problem with his own body.
Looking at the reflection in the mirror, King Zhou felt very uncomfortable. Previously, he had been very strong, but since the Hu Beauty had entered the palace, he had become obsessed with wine and women and had not practiced martial arts seriously for a long time.
"I have been injured by alcohol and women, and I am so thin. From today onwards, I will give up alcohol!" For King Zhou's statement of giving up alcohol, he thought for a long time before ultimately not saying it out loud.
He not only gave up drinking but also wanted the entire city of Caogexia to follow suit. The common people were not affected, but the aristocrats and nobles were full of resentment. Small-scale dissatisfaction had already emerged in the area.
Both the fortune of the Jie School and the Asura School are highly aggressive. The human race's fortune is only passively counterattacking, which also affects the Ancestor of the Minghe River. However, even if there is a strong injury, when distributed among four hundred and eighty million blood spirit children, there is very little left.
At this time, the elder of Yuanhe was thinking about the path after the Sage.
Deng Chanyu wanted him to fully immerse himself here, so she finished the first lecture of one thousand years in the Purple Heaven Palace, the second lecture of ten thousand years in the second palace, and the third lecture of ten million years in the third palace. At this moment, she was discussing the matter of combining ways with the Ancestor of the Minghe River.
This thing is not known how to do it even by Nüwa, let alone Deng Chanyu. Nowadays, the Sage, including Laozi, they have not reached the level before Hengwu combined ways.
Nüwa had once alluded to the distance between her and the Ancestor of the Way, which was even greater than the distance between Deng Chanyu and her. It was a completely different realm.
Hengwu could easily distribute Taiji Diagram, Pangu Fans, and Zhu Xian Sword to his disciples without worrying that the six sages with prenatal treasures would turn against him. This is because Hengwu's realm is much higher than that of the six sages, and even prenatal treasures cannot bridge this gap.
"Ancestor Nüwa, why does my junior feel restless, as if some great calamity is about to happen?" asked Minghe.
Deng Chanyu dared not impersonate any other Sages, so she had to pretend to be Nüwa, who was her own teacher and it was okay to impersonate her.
She imitated Nüwa's expression and demeanor perfectly, and at this moment, she was sitting on the fourth banana cushion, talking eloquently: "My junior brother is about to become the Daoist Sage who governs the three realms. The heaven and earth are amazed, so there is no need to worry."
The Anagamani sword appeared ghostly, striking at the Purple Heaven Palace within the illusion, trying to make Minghe see through the clues.
Minghe pointed to his sword and asked again, "Why did my accompany spiritual treasure strike the teacher's Daoist Palace?"
Deng Chanyu replied casually: "This should indicate that my junior brother is going to give up the old and replace it with the new, establishing a new Daoist place."
Minghe was overjoyed. He indeed disliked the architectural style of the Purple Heaven Palace, and this answer struck a chord with him.
The Anagamani sword wanted to kill Deng Chanyu, but as the master of the illusion, she could easily dodge it with a wave of her hand.
Minghe's spirit was largely attracted by the series of "big cakes" of becoming a sage and combining the Dao. However, in the depths of the blood sea, he had many more blood spirit children incarnations. These incarnations were still awake.
At this moment, the incarnations were continuously pounding the shield with their weapons, trying to wake up Ancestor Minghe.
"Why is there a sound of weapons clanging near my ears?"
Deng Chanyu, pretending to be Nüwa, looked extremely happy: "My junior brother has ascended to the supreme position. The heavens and earth must cooperate with my junior brother's Dao. Therefore, the sounds of weapons and warfare are transmitted to enhance his prestige!"
The unseen Nüwa and Hengwu: ""
You're spreading nonsense as if it were true!
Minghe's doubts were dispelled, and he began to combine the Dao according to his own ideas. In fact, he had never thought of combining the Dao before. It was too far away from the semi-saint realm. However, with the atmosphere built up to this point, what was there to hesitate about? Let's go!
Deng Chanyu, pretending to be Nüwa, was on the side using her three ultimate techniques to encourage him.
"Stand up!"
"Keep going!"
"Quickly, get out of the way!"
Minghe was struggling with himself. On the outside, Juelingshen led the heavenly troops to reach Chen Tang Pass.
Deng Chanyu's mind also withdrew from the illusion, and she glanced twice more.
Judging by the appearance of Juelingshen alone, it is indeed impressive.
Standing three zhang tall, with broad shoulders and round waist, he had curly whiskers and raised his battle ax. He held two large axes, the fierce appearance made anyone who saw this man ask: "Who is his subordinate?"
But
Deng Chanyu looked at this celestial general and the 500 soldiers behind him, "Is that it? You're here to fight the Elder of the Minghe River? Are you sure you're not here to surrender?"
Juelingshen was very powerful, but his Dao had not reached the level of Deng Chanyu. This one was more like relying on bloodline power to break through the barrier between mortals and immortals, becoming a human immortal. He hadn't even read most of the basic scriptures of the Xuanmen School, let alone pointed directly at the core scriptures of Dao. He didn't know anything about array arts, refining weapons or herbs, transcending or superciliously treating others, etc., and belonged to the category of pure generals.
The great axes in his hands can be considered divine weapons, but aside from being heavy and sharp, it seems they have no other special functions.
Deng Chanyu couldn't help but look at Long Ji. "Your father sent such a bunch of people to support us? Is this really what you call reinforcements?"
Long Ji nodded discreetly in a hidden place, "No worries, let them go and die. The next wave of reinforcements should be stronger."
Deng Chanyu didn't say anything. The celestial court doesn't care, and she has nothing to say either. She chanted a spell and opened a passage to the illusion using the Map of Mountain and River.
She said, "General Juelingshen, the Elder of the Minghe River has been trapped in a phantom realm by my Map of Mountain and River. Please capture this demonic head now!"
Juelingshen's eyes widened like copper bells, appearing fierce but actually filled with unhidden fear. He was a descendant of Bixi, who was a descendant of the dragon. Now that even the Dragon King was hiding far away, what's the difference between sending him up and sending him to his death?
The 500 heavenly troops were like a frost-frozen eggplant, each one hanging their head, none daring to look up.
Juelingshen displayed a smile that was even worse than a cry, "Venerable, Princess, can you take care of this subordinate? My mother is old above and I have an infant below. This situation is really..."
Deng Chanyu coughed, cheering him on: "Don't worry, if you can't hold out, just give me three coughs and I'll open the illusion and let you out."
There's still a way out, it's not fighting to the death, that's at least a bit better.
Juelingshen tightened his belt, stern faced, holding the Xuanhuaxia Big Axe, and wailed and screamed into the fray.
