This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 338: Immortal Dao Calamity, Zhenyuanzi Suffered!

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The luck of the bird clan and the luck of the Xianzong collided with each other!
Although Feng Jiu is only in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal and has not mastered any principles, she can be resurrected in the Prison of the Primordial Emperor!

Over the past few years, Feng Jiu has also practiced many exercises in the imperial prison.

Among them, the strongest method is called the Immemorial Heavenly Bird Change, which evolved from the supernatural power of the ancient god bird in the world of Yangshen.

These nine kinds of great supernatural powers are integrated into one's body, and their power is infinite.

However, these nine kinds of divine birds also exist in the wild, but neither Zishou nor Hongyi can tell the relationship among them.

Among them are the Golden Crow, Phoenix, Golden Winged Roc, Suzaku, Spirit Crane, Qingluan...

Then, the gods of the heavens saw Feng Jiu transform into a golden-winged roc eagle, a pair of roc's wings loomed, appearing between the two backs, and the speed of the wings was displayed to the extreme. It broke the luck of the sixth immortal sect.

The moment her luck collapsed, Feng Jiu was also cut off due to backlash.

This is a suicide hedge!
Penglai Island.

A Taoist with the head of a bird and a human body, with golden wings on his back, watched Feng Jiu's incarnation of the golden-winged roc bump into the immortal sect's luck, and died together with him. For some reason, his heart suddenly trembled.

He was none other than the Golden Winged Roc Eagle who was aliased as Feather Fairy.

After the early robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, Yuanfeng was seriously injured and wanted to go back to the Immortal Volcano to heal his injuries, but halfway through the journey, he encountered the spiritual energy of the five elements entering his body, and Yuanfeng gave birth to a sparrow egg during intercourse.

After the sparrow egg was separated from the body, Yuanfeng Yuanyuan was severely injured, unable to rebirth from the ashes.

After the bird's egg was broken, the peacock was born, and the light of the five elements shone thousands of miles. It was Kong Xuan.

At this time, Yuanfeng was surrounded by powerful enemies, unable to protect his youngest son Kong Xuan, so helplessly weeping blood and mourning on Luofengpo, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of original blood, which was swallowed by a passing eagle.

It is him.

After an unknown number of years, he completely absorbed the power of Yuanfeng's essence and blood, and became the golden-winged roc eagle, claiming to be the second son of Yuanfeng.

Previously, Feng Jiuguan thought of Yuanfeng's dharma face, but all the gods and gods did not find out whether it was true or not. Only Kong Xuan and him saw it as a dharma face at first sight.

Although he was excited, he didn't show up.

He, who had already proved the Dao of Hunyuan, didn't take it seriously at first.

But now, the retreat of the saints, the battle of Hunyuan, and even the appearance of the female phoenix have condensed the luck of birds and birds.

He also became more cautious.

At the beginning, when the mother phoenix was dying, she entrusted Kong Xuan to the sage Nuwa, and entrusted him to the Queen Mother of the West, who was both a teacher and a friend with the real Duer.

I didn't learn anything else.

Gou Dao learned a lot.

Feather Wing Fairy muttered to herself:
"What is the origin of these nine little birds?"

"Why did the luck of the bird clan fall on Yuanfeng?"

"Shouldn't Kong Xuan be more qualified?"

But... He was really upset when he saw himself being bumped to death.

but……

Next.

His unhappiness melted away.

I saw that after Feng Jiu was resurrected, he turned into a Kunpeng and smashed the luck of the seventh immortal sect!
Life is cut off!

In the three realms, in the nine heavens and ten earths, the gazes of almost all the supernatural beings were completely shocked by Feng Jiu.

Even though they know that they can be resurrected, they still have the courage not to fear death in such a posture, and die with them, not all beings have the courage.

Especially the people in the immortal way, what they can only hope for in their life is longevity, and they are most afraid of death.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains and the cold is completely unknown.

What they pursue is calming the mind, cultivating the truth, and enlightening the Tao; what they seek is ruthless, desireless, and immortal; it is the so-called conformity to life and death that ordinary people in the world of mortals call reproduction, gain and loss, pain, joy, and passion. Red dust calamity.

The so-called kinship and friendship, the mutual help of the same clan, in the long time and space of cultivating immortals, but the past is nothing but the past, not worth mentioning.

They can disregard all sentient beings, disregard everything, and only care about their own morality and life and death.

Taoism can only go up but not down, even if the world is in dire straits, as long as life and death have nothing to do with you, you can hang on high.

Feng Jiu's act of treating death as nothing had an impact on their bodies and minds that was no less than a disaster in the world of mortals.

After all, Feng Jiu is a living being born with wisdom, and even a golden immortal who has cultivated the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

"No... If the poor Taoist can live forever, he can also be fearless of life and death."

A cultivator under Yuxu's sect said this to himself.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he covered his head and screamed, the Qingyun above his head became chaotic, and Sanhua seemed to be devastated by a storm!

Because deep in his heart, there is a real voice telling him, you can't do it.

Cultivating immortality and self-cultivation, for whom to sacrifice?

Even if you can live forever, why die?

for whom?

Who deserves it?

For us cultivators, all hardships are caused by ourselves, not for others. Love is an external thing, and love creates demons.

The voice deep in his heart was like a thunder and an earthquake, shaking his primordial spirit unceasingly, three flowers fluttered and five qi collapsed, and then his primordial spirit exploded, and the purple mansion shattered...

Immediately, his head exploded, his vitality was cut off, and he died in his own cave.

this moment.

A strange aura permeated the nine heavens and ten earths, and this aura made every immortal cultivator feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Kunpeng!

Peacock!

Qingluan!

Golden Crow!

……

Every time Feng Jiu breaks a piece of luck from the immortal sect, every time she sacrifices, it's like a sword slashing at the heart of a cultivator in the nine heavens and ten places.

At the same time, he slashed at the sages who practiced the immortal way, at the luck of the heavens that carried the immortal way, and at the ancestors of the immortal way.

Taoist Hongjun.

The western sect, the practitioner who so-called western sect luck, also looked ugly at this time.

Although they abandoned Taoism and wandered into the human world, it was because of the opportunity after the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods.

It is absolutely impossible for them to give up their lives.

In the depths of the chaos, Hongjun's incarnation of the Dao of Heaven recovered his cultivation at some point, and stopped at this moment, his eyes penetrated the chaos, and looked at the wild land.

Can't help but sneer.

"Immortal path to human path?"

"Hongjun, how can the immortal way and the human way coexist?"

"The immortal way is vast, and the human way changes. It must be a situation of immortality."

"If you helped me win the battle of Zixiao Palace that day, let the world enter the era of Xianzong, and the empire of the world belonged to Xianzong, how could it happen now?"

After Tiandao Hongjun's words fell, he withdrew his eyes and looked at the place where the chaos and thunder were raging in the distance, and the turbulent currents of the four images were surging.

He took a step forward and walked over. Suddenly, the chaotic atmosphere calmed down, time and space were torn apart, and a vast world with extremely rich aura appeared in front of his eyes.

He pondered for a moment and walked in.

He hadn't yet entered this ethereal realm, when suddenly there was an incomparably huge aura of Wutu lying in front of his eyes, like an earthy sky covering the world.

Tiandao Hongjun stretched out his hand, and an invisible Tao gathered in his hand, and the power of Wutu around him receded, as if arranged by fate.

this moment.

In this fairy world, on a fairy mountain, a middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

His face became extremely serious in an instant, and when he suddenly raised his eyes to see the person coming, his eyes showed incomprehensible shock.

Zhen Yuanzi narrowed his eyes, and silently held up the book in his hand. The thick paper was as heavy as the earth. Turning the heavy pages, he saw an incomparably powerful invisible force flowing on it. superior.

The ginseng fruit tree of the heaven and earth spirit root behind him disappeared instantly.

He looked at the person with great vigilance, bowed a long way, and said:
"I have seen Daozu."

"I don't know if the ancestor came to my fairyland, what can I order?"

"Disciple, you must do your best."

Tiandao Hongjun has traveled many miles in the chaos, and the indifference and emptiness of Tiandao seem to be much less, and there are more emotions and expressions of creatures.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a smile:

"As expected of the innate spiritual root of the tea tree second only to enlightenment, it is able to recognize that Pindao is not Hongjun's stick."

"If Hongjun hadn't felt pity for the West at the beginning and bestowed two holy places to the Second West, you must have one of the holy places."

Seeing that his cover was exposed, Zhen Yuanzi stopped saluting, took two steps back vigilantly, and turned the book in his hand, and an insurmountable natural moat suddenly formed between him and the Dao of Heaven.

When the moat appeared, even Tiandao Hongjun couldn't help frowning.

Zhen Yuanzi sneered and said:

"At the beginning of the battle between Dao and Demon, Dao Patriarch won a great victory. We admired him wholeheartedly, and we devoted ourselves to seeking Dao, and went to Chaos regardless of life and death."

"Unexpectedly, Dao Patriarch was bewitched by the power of heaven, and used the holy throne as a temptation to confuse the heavens and Hunyuan."

"Pindao is fortunate that he didn't have to give Primordial Purple Qi back then."

Tiandao Hongjun was not angry when he heard the words, but said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's because of Patriarch Hongyun that you are so angry with the holy throne."

Speaking of Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were sharp, his voice was cold, and he said:
"I originally thought that the fall of Hongyun was the work of the Second Saint of the West, but now it seems that he had seen through the essence of the Holy Throne and was plotted by you to die."

Tiandao Hongjun opened his mouth quietly and said:
"At the beginning of the Dao Demon War, Luo Hu was too strong, so I was forced to seek help from the Chaos Demon God, but I also revealed Hong Huang's location."

"Although the fellow Taoists who helped the poor Daoists all died in the Dao Demon Tribulation, I didn't expect that they would all have backhands."

"If Pindao doesn't find a few helpers, I'm afraid he won't be able to defend this prehistoric world."

Zhen Yuanzi stared at the Taoist in front of him who was exactly the same as Daoist Hongjun, not knowing that he had to explain to himself, so he asked:
"These have nothing to do with Pindao."

"Pindao just wants to know, what do you want to do when you come to my fairy world?"

Hongjun Tiandao looked calmly, looked at the opening and said:

"The catastrophe of conferring the gods, the heaven and the earth are in trouble, and the poor way will use your fairy world to re-establish the feng shui fire and change the world."

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, and took a slight step. The earth book in his hand suddenly seemed to be blown by a strong wind, turning over a hundred pages in an instant, and as soon as his footsteps fell, thousands of veins of the earth spread out in an instant, together with those in the earth fairy world. Mountains and rivers!

The vast and vast world of earth and immortals turned into a large formation that traversed the world at the feet of Zhen Yuanzi!

And the big bursts of eyes are the book of mountains and seas that gushes out from Zhen Yuanzi's hand with the power of Wutu!
Zhen Yuanzi stood in the book, looked at Tiandao Hongjun who was also trapped, and said:
"Hmph, you really came here for the fairy world of Pindao."

"Aren't you afraid that the Six Sages of Heaven and Dao will tear you apart?"

Tiandao Hongjun's gaze remained unchanged, and he said:

"During the Lich War, the wilderness was shattered, time and space oscillated, countless fragments of space and time splashed into rivers of time and space, and disappeared. Only the human world and the world of earth and immortals are still in the river of time in the Pan Gu Era."

"Because you are the only Hunyuan in the Earth Immortal Realm, you used the Book of the Earth to refine it into a fairy world, and set up a shocking formation with the ancestral lines of the ten continents of the Earth Immortal Realm as the formation and the Book of the Earth as the eyes of the formation. "

"This array is so strong that a saint is hard to beat."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tiandao Hongjun quietly, and said:

"It's a pity that this fairy world is still under Pan Gu's heaven, and it cannot escape your eyes."

"But you are too self-confident. Even if you once held the authority of heaven, even if you are in charge of the Taoist ancestor's immortal principles, you will not be able to break through the impoverished world of earth and immortality."

Tiandao Hongjun didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, his eyes fell on the book on the ground, and said:
"Do you think that you are in charge of the prehistoric earth membrane, and you can stop the fate of heaven?"

"A few years ago, when Nuwa and Taishang besieged Wa Palace, Pindao had already left Zixiao Palace."

"What do you think Pindao has been in chaos for so long?"

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's Taoist body standing in the Wuzhuang Temple was suddenly shocked, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart. Facing this most powerful existence in the prehistoric world, he no longer hesitated for a moment. , Turning the pages without wind, every time a page is turned, a kind of Xutu divine script will fly out, turning into a large embroidered silk scarf in front of you!

A wave of Yimu Qi condensed on the forehead into a green fruit tree. I saw that the green branches of this tree were fragrant and the green leaves were gloomy, but the leaves looked like plantains. It was more than a thousand feet high straight up. Rooted in the ancestral veins of Shizhou!
On the fruit tree, there are fragrant fruits hanging on the top of the tree, like a baby under three years old, with a stalk in the tail. See him hanging on the branch, shaking his hands and feet, nodding his head, and there seems to be someone's voice in the wind!
Zhen Yuanzi stood on top of a ginseng fruit tree that looked like a canopy of heaven and earth, surrounded by mountains rising from the ground. The mountains were condensed by the power of this boundless earth, arranged in a mysterious trajectory, continuous ups and downs, like The space is folded, countless mountains are tactful like dragons, and peaks are sharp like swords!

With a little finger of Zhen Yuanzi, the power of Wutu from the entire Earth Immortal Realm shot out, ignoring the distance of space and the position of heaven and earth, like a giant sword of Wudao Wutu, directly sealing all the exits of Tiandao Hongjun!
"go with!"

Zhen Yuanzi pointed it out!
The Wandao Wutu Mountain Range broke through the shackles of the earth in an instant, shattered time and space, and bombarded Tiandao Hongjun!

In an instant, the entire space of the Earth Immortal World was distorted!

Hongjun looked at the power of Wutu around him. Although his face was a little dignified, he was still calm. He raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a mysterious force of destiny wrapped around his body. Wutu dragon veins, Wanren Sword Peak, hundreds of miles away from him, turned around, like a wandering dragon, rushed towards Longevity Mountain in an instant!
However, every time the power of Wutu changes direction under the influence of the invisible force in the dark, the next attack will be closer, constantly breaking through the fate around Hongjun.

However, after Zhen Yuanzi mobilized the most powerful Wutu formation in the Earth Immortal Realm to seal Tiandao Hongjun's way out, the Earth Book in his hand immediately broke through the long river of time and space, and was about to escape.

The direction of escape is not elsewhere, but the Daluotian Bajing Palace.

What Zhen Yuanzi said earlier was of course exaggerated, how could he beat Tian Dao Hongjun!
(End of this chapter)