bookbashuk Chapter 34 Western Weightlifting Champion, the Unlucky Lantern
Chapter 34 Western Weightlifting Champion, the Unlucky Lantern
Chapter 34 Western Weightlifting Champion, the Unlucky Lantern
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi summoned the Book of Earth and traveled directly through countless timelines.
Completely wipe out Ksitigarbha.
If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring!
The perfect teamwork and decisive actions of Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi completely stunned Chen Fusheng.
Unable to resist, he asked Fang Qi in the group chat, "Is this... still the famously honest man from the prehistoric world?"
Fang Qi: "Have you ever seen an honest man's treasure that can scatter other people's souls?"
Group leader Chen Fusheng: "That's true. Also, in the original story, the Earth Book that Zhen Yuanzi created himself looks a bit like the methods of evil cultivators."
Luo Ji: "So, group leader, you successfully got Ancestor Hongyun to possess Ksitigarbha?"
"Yes, I never expected things to go so smoothly with Brother Fang Qi around!"
"Did it succeed?" In the Pangu Palace of the Netherworld, Houtu withdrew her magic power.
Instantly, tranquility returned to the primordial sky.
at the same time.
In the west, Mount Sumeru.
Suddenly, both Jieyin and Zhunti felt a heaviness in their shoulders.
Zhunti looked worried.
"Did something happen to your kidneys?"
"I feel like the burden on my shoulders has become much heavier."
"Senior brother, it's so bitter, so very bitter!"
As Zhunti spoke, a tear fell beneath the Bodhi tree.
In an instant, it was absorbed and decomposed by the Bodhi tree.
A withered flower bud appeared on the Bodhi tree branch.
Jieyin also looked distressed, then glanced at the retreating power of the underground passage.
With a grave expression, he said, "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Houtu is plotting against us?"
The next moment, Jieyin and Zhunti worked together to deduce the truth, but to no avail.
Zhunti's expression grew even more bitter.
"We in the West are inherently impoverished!"
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, is she plotting against us? Isn't this bullying honest people?"
"Senior brother, what should we do?"
He then stood up and looked towards the Netherworld beneath the sea of blood.
He wanted to go and ask Houtu for clarification, but he didn't have the courage, so he eventually pulled his foot back.
"Sigh, we have no evidence that Fellow Daoist Houtu plotted against us."
"Perhaps... the burden on my shoulders has become heavier, and it has nothing to do with Fellow Daoist Houtu?"
"Or is it that we've taken too much from Heaven?"
Jieyin looked at the peaches of immortality, the celestial horse, and the leftovers from the Heavenly Court before him, and fell into deep thought.
Upon hearing this, Zhunti nodded in agreement and said, "That's possible."
"Moreover, the lives of countless people in the thirteen regions of the Western Mountains are all on our shoulders."
"It's only natural that I feel the weight of this responsibility on my shoulders."
One mountain, naturally, is a wonder that transforms and takes form by relying on Mount Sumeru.
At this moment, Jieyin comforted himself, saying, "Indeed, the people of the West are already suffering. Fellow Daoist Houtu dares not scheme against us, and would bear the consequences unjustly!"
"Perhaps it's just a coincidence!"
However, while the two were talking, they kept using their divine sense to calculate.
Still unwilling to give up, they surveyed the desolate land.
Immediately, the corners of their mouths turned up, and they were completely relieved.
"Haha, no wonder Fellow Daoist Houtu is behaving so strangely!"
"So it was because of the lamp!"
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, are you planning to manipulate the fortune of that person in Kunlun through the Burning Lamp?"
"That's right. Only a sage like Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, with such profound blessings and fortune, is worthy of Fellow Daoist Houtu's help!"
Many young prodigies of the Primordial Nine-Headed Lion Clan died from their inner demons and their souls returned to the outer realms.
Randeng arrived at the ancestral land of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan and blew the suona!
Immediately, funeral runes appeared, bidding farewell to the fallen prodigies of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan.
As the funeral suona was played by Ran Deng, streams of yin virtue surged from the ground and entered Ran Deng's body.
"You can do that?!"
When Jieyin and Zhunti saw this scene, they were immediately taken aback.
Subsequently, Jieyin and Zhunti used their divine senses to track Randeng's recent movements.
They saw that wherever life was dying, there was the figure of the burning lamp.
Wherever they went, Ran Deng would play the suona to send off the deceased!
This made many creatures in the primordial world very grateful to Randeng!
After all, this is the vice leader of the Holy Religion.
Moreover, when Dipankara plays the funeral suona for the deceased, there is a chance that the deceased will be reborn into a good family in the underworld. At that time, Jieyin and Zhunti saw that a large amount of merit had been accumulated behind Dipankara.
Zhunti's eyes lit up: "I never imagined that Dipankara would have such a connection with the West!"
"Junior brother is absolutely right," Jieyin nodded in agreement.
However, they dare not directly seize the lamp now, lest they offend Yuanshi.
I can only keep it in mind for now and wait for a suitable opportunity to make a move later.
Strange, why do I feel like I have thorns in my back?
The lamp-bearer, who was playing the suona, was startled.
After some deduction, nothing could be detected.
"Very well, I have accumulated enough merit in the underground path now."
"It's time to slay the benevolent corpse!"
Thinking of this, Randeng left the ancestral land of the Nine-Headed Lion.
"I've lost count of how many billions of years this has been!"
"Finally... I'm about to sever my corpse and become a saint... Hahaha!"
Thinking of this, Randeng's breathing became a little rapid.
As one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, he is probably the only one still alive among the great powers who is a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Previously, in order to quickly sever his corpse and become a saint, he did not hesitate to become a disciple of his peer, Yuanshi.
But what they got in return was estrangement.
All these years have passed, and Yuanshi hasn't given him a single piece of guidance...
They even told him to go to the Heavenly Court and ask Haotian for an explanation.
He didn't give a clear answer, just let him guess and handle it himself.
Who would have thought that Yuanshi had offended Haotian so badly that he would never see him again.
If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Fusheng giving him a hand and bestowing upon him the title of Underworld Funeral Emperor, he still wouldn't know where his future lies.
Thinking of this, Randeng couldn't help but sigh, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fusheng!"
"It was Fellow Daoist Fusheng who made me realize that the path is right beneath my feet!"
The next moment, Ran Deng arrived at a valley rich in spiritual energy.
He brandished the suona in his hand and uttered a low shout: "Good Corpse, slay!"
Rumble~
As soon as he finished speaking, the accumulated merits of the underground sect over thousands of years instantly transformed into assistance.
A surge of immortal power, centered on annihilation and interwoven with various runes and laws, suddenly erupted from Randeng's body.
The next moment, a figure emerged from his body.
"This humble Taoist priest, Zang Ling, greets fellow Daoists."
"Excellent! Fellow Daoist, we are one, there's no need for such formality!"
As the benevolent corpse entered his body, a quasi-saint aura surged out from within Burning Lamp's body!
"Hahaha... It's done! This humble Taoist priest has truly succeeded!"
Feeling the surging quasi-saint power within his body, Randeng was so excited he almost cried.
Recalling the past, Randeng couldn't help but softly recite: "The cold wind blows in the Valley of Desolation, the lamplight is wan in the Purple Cloud Palace!"
"Tears flow from the Ling Shu at the Jade Void Gate, the suona echoes as lanterns blare towards the dragon!"
"The vast emptiness unfolds the meaning of the earth, the body falls into the netherworld, and the shadow never returns."
"Destiny ordained me, and I will prevail; though the Heavenly Venerable may regret it, I will not!"
Upon hearing this, Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief, finally understanding the frustration that had plagued Yu Yu for so many years.
Just then, a low growl exploded in his ear!
"presumptuous!"
"You, Ran Deng, dare to disrespect your teacher!"
Suddenly, Guang Chengzi appeared behind Randeng...