Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 183 Amazing Skills

Lu Yue is the Great Luo Jinxian of Jie Jiao, and he is no ordinary minor character.

Upon hearing Ao Bing's words, his three eyes flashed with divine light, silently calculating in his sleeves.

After a while, the indigo face showed a contemptuous smile.

"It turns out that Meishan White Ape has attained Taoism. You have only practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years, and you are a small earthly immortal. How dare you intervene in the war between the two countries?"

Su Hu was shocked, White Ape had achieved enlightenment? Isn't that a monster?

His lips twitched, his color changed in fear, and he wanted to send someone to drive him out.

But Lu Yue and the other Immortal Jiejiao didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only watch quietly.

Ao Bing was not worried about his identity.

After all, there are many monsters who become enlightened in Jiejiao. The leader of Tongtian Cult "attends the seven immortals", and every one of them is a monster.

Even among the four major disciples of the inner sect, there is a "Mother of the Turtle Spirit", who was transformed into a human form when Cangjie created the characters and the turtle characters had the shape of wings.

and,

Lu Yue calculated the final result, but only Yuan Hong's identity was calculated. The "Warrior King"'s vest was still intact, so why should he panic?

At that moment, he handed over his hands without being humble or arrogant, and said in a loud voice:

“I heard that the leader of Tongtian Cult of Jie Jiao teaches without distinction, and is known as ‘Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Court’. There are many enlightened people of different kinds under his sect.

Although I, Yuan Hong, am a white ape and have attained Taoism, I still practice Taoism in a serious way.

Although you can be called a "monster", how can you bear the word "evil"? "

Everyone was confused after hearing this, and their eyes flickered.

Lu Yue couldn't help but sneer, "Since this is a serious Taoism, you might as well split it apart and see what's true and what's false."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Ao Bing looked proud, happy and unafraid. He composed a poem in front of the audience and answered:

"The elites are refined by the sun and the moon, and the eighty-ninth level of mystical skills can make the room bright.

Swing the heaven and earth to know the power, rub the heaven and earth to reveal the mysterious spirit.

He has been cultivating Taoism in Meishan for thousands of years, and he has absorbed the essence in Taiting.

There are no two orifices in the golden furnace, and there is no way to achieve tranquility through change. "

When Lu Yue heard this, he burst into laughter.

The four plague messengers also laughed.

Because Su Hu and Su Quanzhong had not cultivated immortality, they could not understand the twists and turns in his words, and their expressions were very confused.

Zheng Lun sat at the end of the table. Although he worshiped Zhenren Du'e of Xikunlun as his teacher in his early years, his power was very shallow because he had not yet achieved the immortal way.

Now, even though I have accepted Lu Yue as my teacher again, I haven't learned anything serious or crooked.

Therefore, it is also in the clouds and fog.

But he observed his words and expressions, and always felt that he was a little out of place if he didn't smile at this time.

Sui also grinned stiffly.

Several people laughed for a while, then gradually stopped, and then Lu Yue said disdainfully:

"You are a mere immortal with thousands of years of Taoism, and you dare to say that you can move the universe and manipulate the world.

Since you said that you can change things without any method, it is not difficult for me to do anything for you. Just come up with a magical method.

If what I say is true, there will be a place for you in this big tent! ! "

Su Hu took a deep breath and dared not speak out in anger.

This place is obviously his big tent, but Lu Yue treats it like his own home. It's really hateful.

However, he was angry. How could he, a mortal, dare to go against the immortal family?

He could only nod awkwardly in agreement.

Ao Bing was speechless and silent, feeling very fed up.

In all his life, he has never performed in public like a circus monkey.

If the big number in Shuiyuan Palace is changed, Lu Yue must be taught a lesson.

pity.

Now it is the King of Wheels trumpet, and there is also a "Yuan Hong" vest on the trumpet.

In order to plan thoroughly for the future, I had to endure this tone.

However, he was already angry and secretly put the other party on the blacklist.

I just wait for the opportunity in the future to show him how awesome he is.

Then he snorted coldly, stepped to the empty space, bent down and stretched out his neck.

"Bring me the knife!"

Everyone looked at the posture, which seemed to be about to behead their heads, and they all fell into surprise and hesitation.

Su Hu and Su Quanzhong swallowed and thought to themselves, "You can't play it so big, right?"

Zheng Lun looked at Lu Yue and hesitated to speak: "Teacher..."

"Stop talking nonsense, chop!" Lu Yue ordered with a cold snort, his expression cold.

Zheng Lun had no choice but to get up and go out of the tent. He asked for a knife from the sergeant and came to Ao Bing.

"Strong man, I really cut him down!!"

He hesitated, hoping that the other party would relent. After all, if the sword was struck, his life would be gone.

Ao Bing ignored it and urged impatiently: "If you want to cut it, cut it. Where is all this nonsense?"

Zheng Lun was speechless, and he felt angry in his heart. He raised his sword and slashed hard.

"Pfft".

The blade suddenly cut through, and a head rolled down from Ao Bing's neck.

But strangely, there was no blood.

The wound as big as the mouth of a bowl emitted white light, and the headless body squatted down and picked up the head on the ground.

Such a horrifying scene made Su Hu and Su Quanzhong pale in horror and instinctively retreated.

"This, this, this...Teacher, this is..."

Zheng Lun stammered and spoke incoherently, turning to look at Lu Yue.

The other party is Daluo Jinxian. He is well-informed and must have high opinions.

Lu Yue did have some high opinions.

He laughed and stood up from his seat.

"This is just a Vajra Zen illusion, I can do it too!"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold his head, pulled it out suddenly, and pulled the blue head alive from his shoulders.

Su Hu and Su Quanzhong were even more frightened and extremely afraid of these immortal family masters.

The four plague messengers below laughed. Zhou Xin, the messenger of the Eastern Plague, stood up and said, "I can do it too." Like Lu Yue, he held his head and twisted it violently to twist it off.

Li Qi, the plague messenger from the south, Zhu Tianlin, the plague messenger from the west, and Yang Wenhui, the plague messenger from the north, all imitated the same example and took off their heads to show them one by one.

For a time, Nuo Da's big tent was filled with people holding their heads in their hands.

Ao Bing is bored.

This Lu Yue, let's say he has a lot of knowledge, he doesn't even know "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills".

You could say he has little knowledge, but he also knows the "Vajra Zen Illusion Technique".

Just like Zhang Kui's wife Gao Lanying, she beat the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" with a black dog, right?

He was holding back the anger in his heart, and he was not ready to save face for the other party anymore. He raised his hand and used the "Destroy the Illusion" technique.

But seeing the golden light burst out and flash past, the person's eyes lit up.

Looking at the scene again, there is no scene of "head harvesting" anywhere. Lu Yue and the other two stood on the same spot, with their heads clearly placed on their necks.

All kinds of illusions were wiped clean by him.

Lu Yue was angry, but he didn't expect him to dare to break his illusion in public.

However, before he could get angry, Ao Bing threw his head out first.

"Everyone, take a good look and see if my head is real or fake!!"

Yang Wenhui was the closest, instinctively holding it in his hand, looking at it over and over, and even tried using methods to break the illusion.

Gradually, his face became more and more surprised.

Because no matter the touch in the hand or the detection of the spell, there is no problem.

It means that the other party really cut off his head.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"

He turned pale with horror and fell to the ground, holding his head at a loss.

Senior brother Zhou Xin nearby took it and touched it carefully. When he saw that there was no problem, he handed it to his master.

Lu Yue's eyelids twitched, and he felt something bad. He held it in his hand and observed it carefully. The third eye shone with light and shot out several feet of spiritual light.

However, when the light covers the head, it still looks like it should.

That head has not changed at all.

He looked calm on the outside, but in his heart he was in a state of turmoil.

In the past, Xingtian fought with the Emperor of Heaven for gods, and was beheaded by the Emperor of Heaven and buried at the foot of Changyang Mountain.

Xingtian uses the breasts as his eyes, his navel as his mouth, and he dances with his limbs.

His aura and courage will be passed down through the ages!

now,

Although Yuan Hong didn't use his breasts as his eyes and his navel as his mouth, his posture was almost there.

Such exquisite Taoist techniques are truly unheard of.

He was silently shocked, forcing himself to hold back his expression and remain calm.

You have just demoted the opponent to nothing with your front foot, and then you admit defeat with your back foot. Do you still want to lose face?

The dignified Luo Jinxian, the number one person in the Jie Cult, could not afford to lose that person.

He couldn't help but keep a straight face, his eyes were gloomy, and he pretended to be disdainful and said:

"The method of change is just a small way," he curled his lips, threw his head back, and made a final comment:

"That's it."

But he sat down in his original position and no longer dared to say that what the other party used was an illusion.

When the four plague envoys saw this, they looked at each other.

Who raises donkeys but doesn’t know what’s wrong with them?

Everyone has served the master for many years, how can they not know his temperament?

Most likely because he lost face and couldn't see anything wrong with him, that's why he behaved like this.

He couldn't help but then stopped and sat down again.

Ao Bing put his head on his neck, twisted his neck, raised his hands and faced Su Hu:

"I wonder if the Marshal has anything else to say?"

Su Hu looked away awkwardly.

You can survive even if your head is cut off, what else can I say?

What can I say?

If you say something wrong and you cut my head off, what should I do?

He was afraid in his heart, feeling that these cultivators were really untouchable.

One and two, both are shocking unique skills!

Moreover, Lu Yue, as the Great Luo Jinxian, had nothing to say, and he did not dare to be presumptuous.

He could only applaud in admiration, and said with a forced smile: "The Taoist master is indeed wonderful in magic, and he is indeed a talented person recommended by Shen Gongbao.

In this case, I allow you to be..."

Just as he was about to give him some official position, he choked on his words.

Because he thought of a very serious question:

I had originally intended to surrender to Zhou, but now here comes another fierce man who won't die even if his head is cut off.

If he sends people to the front again, will Jiang Ziya still remember him?

It is estimated that if he wants to surrender in the future, no one will recognize him.

After thinking for a moment, he changed his tone and said: "Let the general be the 'Fifth Army Supervisor of Food', and the governor of the army will have food and grass."

This official position is neither big nor small, but it is very important.

As the saying goes, "before the soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first."

Sufficient food and grass are the key to stationing an army.

The sergeant has no food to eat. Who cares whether you are a marshal or a general? I can't control you even if the king of heaven comes.

When Zheng Lun heard this, he felt it was a waste of talent and couldn't help but complain:

"Marshal, the army just shipped several months of food and grass yesterday, and there is no shortage at the moment..."

"Then wait until there is a shortage and then luck again."

Su Hu interrupted him, not wanting to hear that nonsense.

There was no choice, Zheng Lun could only shut up.

Ao Bing accepted the order, and he was immediately given an extra seat in the military tent.

To show his kindness, Su Hu rewarded him with a silver helmet and plain armor, decorated with red necklaces.

There are also "silver horse, precious sword edge, wolf tooth arrow, precious eagle bow", etc...

I dare not say anything else, but at least it seems sincere.

(End of this chapter)