nycdaug Chapter 339: Lord of the Underworld
Chapter 339: Lord of the Underworld
These three children seem very proud and outstanding. This is me!
The three flowers gradually connected into one, and a scene exactly the same as the fairy palace emerged. This was a reflection of the interior scene.
I understand. This is the true meaning of eternal spring.
"Today we will go back to Lingjiu Mountain and hold a big banquet. We will invite everyone we know and have a grand feast." Zhang Song felt relaxed and looked at his mount ring. Now, even if he met the Wuyun Immortal in his prime, he would be able to fight him.
Now he is also the real master of the cave heaven, like Lingbao Tianzun, the master of Taiyu Jihuangtian, and possesses the power of the cave heaven.
"Okay, I'll go back and arrange it." Bai Jingjing stood up immediately.
Mu Jin suddenly found that the connection with Zhang Song was broken. When she sensed Zhang Song before, there was just a vast sky on Zhang Song's side, and she could not sense good or bad luck. But now, she could not even sense the sky, as if it was nothingness.
"I, Mu Jin, am here to pay my respects to the Heavenly Venerable Dipankara." Mu Jin smiled and pretended to be an ordinary female monk. She was very excited and happy.
Mo Qingqing walked over and put her hand on his chest. "The spirit in my body felt a sense of terror, as if I saw the heaven and earth."
Everyone is now a True Lord, and some are even beginning to approach the Divine Lord realm. They are very sensitive, just like the coolness in spring and the warmth in summer, when they feel the wind blowing, they know what season is coming.
Zhang Song gently embraced the women, his eyes bright, with an indescribable calmness, and said slowly: "Now that I have achieved the late stage of Tianzun, I can also be considered a quasi-saint. The road has been paved."
The women looked at each other. They all knew that their husbands had amazing talents in cultivation and their advancement speed was amazingly fast. However, this time it was too horrible. They actually advanced directly from the God King realm to the Quasi-Saint realm. It was hard to imagine. Even the high and mighty innate gods in ancient times could not achieve the level of their husbands.
"From today on, you can enter and leave the Immortal Palace freely. If you want to practice here, you can practice. If you want to stay in Lingjiu Mountain, you can stay in Lingjiu Mountain. Even if you want to go to the Conferred God Battlefield, you can go."
The women understood instantly that their husbands were now confident enough to protect the safety of the Immortal Palace and themselves.
"Practice is actually a spiritual journey. It is difficult to advance to the level of a Divine Lord just by accumulating vitality." Zhang Song looked into the infinite void: "In fact, occasionally learning from that guy with a tumor on his head is also an effective way of practice."
"I understand. My husband is worried that we will be bored here, so he wants us to go to the mortal world more often." Qiu Yueniang's eyes moved, and she saw through his intentions.
"I understand. My husband respects us and allows us to make our own choices freely and be happy and healthy."
"Husband is afraid that we will miss home, right?"
Zhang Song: ...
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Zhang Guifang surrendered to Xiqi and now serves as a minor general.
"Uncle Zhang, you look in a good mood." Zhang Song appeared in the study. There were only the two of them there.
Zhang Guifang admitted with great satisfaction: "Every morning I go to the coach and scold Huang Feihu, and I feel refreshed."
Zhang Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is King Zhou so worthy of your respect?"
"I just can't stand those who take other people's things and eat other people's things, and then betray them in the end."
Zhang Song didn’t know whether Zhang Guifang’s ideas were right or wrong, but as long as he was alive, right or wrong didn’t matter.
"You shouldn't have come back at this time." Zhang Guifang sighed and pointed outside: "If one of you from Jiejiao comes, one will die. If a pair comes, a pair will die. It's so tragic."
“Maybe that’s what’s so clever of them.”
These disciples did not understand the intentions of the Taoist masters, but they instinctively knew that in such a large-scale calamity of the Conferred Gods, the Taoist masters perished one after another, and the Heavenly Lords continued to fall.
There are extremely majestic beings who, by offering sacrifices to these Heavenly Lords, and perhaps even to the Dao Lords, have made a complete leap forward and achieved immortality.
After making an appointment with his father-in-law for the promotion banquet, Zhang Song came to Jiang Ziya's study.
Old Baimao is now a dignified person. Some of the second generation of Chan have to call him uncle when they see him. He lives independently in a large courtyard.
"Zi Ya greets Lord Zhang." He did not act like an uncle, but looked serious and respectful as he saluted with his hands clasped together.
This man has a very strong devotion to Taoism, but unfortunately he participated in the Conferred God Conferment and suffered too much karma. At his current age, even if he enjoys wealth and honor, he will not be able to enjoy it for many years.
"I am already a quasi-sage." Zhang Song helped Jiang Ziya up with both hands and reminded him calmly and nonchalantly.
Jiang Ziya suddenly felt that his body was like a small boat in a storm. He could not even see the face of the person in front of him. It was like a towering mountain that even blocked the light from the sky.
His body cheered instinctively, witnessing the great existence.
When he stood firmly and looked at Zhang Song, he found that his body felt much more comfortable, as if he had shaken off more than ten pounds of dirt.
"Greetings, Master." Jiang Ziya knelt on the ground desperately, his face full of piety and extreme excitement. This was his only chance.
When he was conferred the title of deity, he had died three times and his body had long since decayed. He was only alive by relying on the special power of the Immortal of the South Pole. His soul had also decayed and its potential had been drained.
It's like the bacon in the frying pan, not even a trace of oil or water comes out, all is wisps of black smoke.
"After you become a god, I will send you to the world of Kuwu and rebuild your body. Your soul is severely damaged, so I will give you immortality liquid to slowly heal you and teach you the skills."
"But I won't take you in as my apprentice."
"A teacher is a mentor, and his disciples will always remember him in their hearts."
Zhang Song left, leaving behind a list. He had put in so much effort and promised to help him practice, so it shouldn't be too much to ask for a few positions in the new heaven.
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In the netherworld, Randeng has completely become the lord of the underworld. He wears a flat crown, a black robe, and a long sword hanging from his waist, looking extremely majestic.
Zhang Song was very satisfied with the current situation. The most important thing was that he had a real holy weapon in his hand, the Book of Life and Death.
He rubbed his head, still not used to it. The original body and the clone acted at the same time, as if they were mentally ill. Both of them would see inexplicable scenes of each other, and if they spoke quickly, their words would be incoherent.
No wonder Laozi and his master, one only knew how to make elixirs, and the other sat in Lingshan and acted like a Buddha. Only one of their incarnations was in action at a time.
"Fellow."
"Please ask my Lord."
The withered bones Tathagata had no choice but to say, "Palace Master, now that you and I have mastered the underworld, why not start refining the six paths directly?"
Zhang Song nodded, very seriously, "Then I'll leave this matter to you."
The Six Paths of Reincarnation is just a theory. It not only requires enormous magical power, but also requires the gradual formation of many holy artifacts in the underworld.
Zhang Song could leave his clone here, but his magic power was not enough, and he occupied three-fifths of the power of the underworld, and the remaining two-thirds was in the hands of the Withered Bones Tathagata and other beings.
It's like a company. He is now the largest shareholder and does nothing. He can just sit back and count money. If he is unhappy, he can directly appoint or dismiss the CEO.
But now you want me, a major shareholder, to stay in the company and use my personal property to subsidize the company for the position of CEO. That is simply impossible.