12dz Chapter 342 Moral God
Chapter 342 Moral God
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Taoist Mosquito understood his intention instantly, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Palace Master, are you planning to speed up the decay of the living world?"
A large amount of negative and corrupted energy will rush into the world of the living through the opened gate of the underworld, which will cause a catastrophic disaster with huge consequences.
Everyone will magnify their emotions to the extreme and argue endlessly.
All kinds of ghosts, gods and demons will be born, and a large number of lives will die.
By then, even if Zhang Song is the lord of the underworld, he will not be able to bear it and will be subjected to the crazy counterattack of the heaven.
"I'll give you one year to project the Fallen Mountain into the human world."
Zhang Song left. Taoist Mosquito closed his eyes. Countless clones in the world of the living and the underworld were all delivering messages.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, but he couldn't understand no matter how he looked. What benefits would this bring to himself, the Netherworld, and the Kuwu world?
Even if you devour countless flesh and blood, you must consider the consequences and see who your target is.
Zhang Song instructed Feng Cai beside him: "Gather the ghosts and form an army as soon as possible. I will give you one year."
"Yes!"
Dark clouds rolled in, and Zhang Song, riding on a golden-whiskered giant fish, flew away.
Feng Cai felt relieved. It was too terrifying. Even an immortal being like Taoist Mosquito wanted to become the master's disciple. They had to obey the master's arrangements and did not dare to resist.
"One year later, the Conferred God Ceremony will be over." Wu Yunxian immediately knew in his heart that Zhang Song was planning the Hongjun World.
With the personalities of those Taoist masters, once the Conferred Gods are stable and they have time, they will definitely come to destroy the Kuwu world, extract the essence, and refine it into their own world.
Afterwards, Zhang Song came to Ren County again, and also killed a golden toad demon king who was undergoing a tribulation and preparing to advance to the Heavenly Venerate realm. He ordered Ding Xi to also form a Yin army.
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A grand banquet was held at Lingjiu Mountain, and countless powerful men and leaders of various forces were waiting respectfully at the foot of the mountain.
Piles of treasures were pulled up the mountain in carts, and each treasure was sealed in a jade box and thrown casually among the pile of gifts.
The Taoist Master Jie Yin was the first to come over and left behind a golden lotus seed, which was of eighth grade and more precious than Taoist weapons.
"Are you occupying the underworld over there?" Jie Yin looked a little strange and a little regretful.
"by chance."
Jie Yin chuckled and said, "You thought I was praising you."
The Kuwu World is just an ordinary world, slightly stronger than the Fusheng World, but far inferior to the Xuangui World.
In such a world, the Hongjun World has fought countless battles and devoured countless things, which is why this world is full of vitality and Dao Masters are constantly born.
"What do you need for fishing?"
Without even thinking, Zhang Song said, "A set of fishing gear and bait."
Jie Yin nodded and said, "You are right. If we compare our world to a fish, what is the bait?"
Zhang Song was stunned. He thought of everything, but he didn't expect that the entire Kunai world was just a bait. Who would be so generous?
"The Netherworld is not as simple as you see. I can only tell you that wherever there is a Netherworld, there will be the Xuanming Patriarch."
Zhang Song thought about it together with Taiyi, who had heard some inside information, and they immediately understood the kindness of the Taoist Master Jie Yin.
He was reminding himself to be careful of the Old Man of the Styx.
He ran into someone else's vegetable garden and grabbed a piece of land, then collected rent and became the local landlord. The original owner of the vegetable garden would definitely be dissatisfied, but he was used to hiding it, so he was very calm and didn't show any sign of dissatisfaction.
Just after Jieyin left, the second person to come was an ordinary old man. Zhang Song hurriedly bowed to him. This was the great man of the human race, the incarnation of the Lord of Morality, Laozi.
"Zhang Song, a descendant of the human race, pays homage to the ancestor."
The old man looked a little trembling, his face was peaceful, but his eyes seemed to be filled with an endless world, seeing him up and down clearly.
"It is hard to see through. He has great luck, great opportunity, and is a pure human race."
"Sit down, kid. I heard that Jiejiao has produced an amazing little guy, and he's a human, so I came to take a look."
"How do you feel after seeing the withered warrior world?"
"When humanity prospers, the world declines."
Laozi nodded and said casually: "This is true for all the worlds. As long as humanity flourishes, the origin of the world will be continuously consumed and eventually wither."
“Heaven nourishes all things, and man nourishes Heaven without anything.”
Zhang Song agreed with Lao Tzu's words. When the human race was weak, they believed in this and worshipped that, and even their own bloodlines and descendants could be used as tributes.
If they become a little stronger, they will attack each other and fight to the death.
When you become powerful enough, you can conquer all races and suppress this and that.
When their strength reaches the top level, they want to destroy this and swallow that. Few of them are willing to cultivate the origin of the world and take good care of this world.
Zhang Song understood: "So we need to confer the title of God, divide it into three realms, which do not interfere with each other but are connected and controlled by each other. The emperor in heaven controls the immortals, the emperor on earth controls the people, and the emperor below controls the ghosts."
I left, but he really just came to take a look.
"Child, you are too weak. Grow up well. I will give you an origin. Grow up well."
Zhang Song had never had this feeling before when facing Yuanshi Taoist Master. It was as if he had returned to his childhood, facing his wise and caring grandfather.
He seemed to be out of this world, and even felt like he was walking in the long river of time and space.
The two people were clearly sitting opposite each other, but it seemed as if there was layer upon layer of fog and thousands of mountains and rivers between them.
Zhang Song smiled. This person’s realm was unpredictable and unimaginable.
He had just been proud of himself for being promoted to the rank of Heavenly Venerate, and even touching the edge of Quasi-Saint, but in the eyes of those beings, he was still like a child who needed to study hard and grow up slowly.
This force is constantly transforming one's body.
Zhang Song glanced at the system prompt:
"Hint one, you have gained the recognition of the ancestor of mankind and gained a ray of enlightenment for physical cultivation."
"Explanation: This is the oldest inheritance of the human ancestors. It has undergone thousands of years of repairs, additions and subtractions. It contains a variety of insights that need to be slowly integrated."
"Hint 2: You have obtained the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill, and your body has undergone a transformation."
"checking……"
"Your body has been promoted to Quasi-Saint and is still evolving. You need to integrate and comprehend the ray of cultivation enlightenment in your sea of consciousness."
"Instructions: From today on, you will officially have your own throne."
"Medicine can only take shape when it meets Qi, and Tao can become natural when it meets Xi Yi. After swallowing a golden pill, I realized that my life is not determined by heaven."
With every thought, his aura increased. After a dozen breaths, his body was already three times stronger than Wuyunxian's.
He opened his eyes. If he wanted, he could return to the Kuwu world and easily crush Ku Gu Tathagata. Even if he faced the Taoist master Kuwu, he could escape with the help of the Taoist weapons in his hands even if he could not win.
"No, why should I fight with my good ally, the Withered Bone Tathagata? Why should I fight with the Withered Martial Arts Master whom I have never met? Wouldn't it be better to just expand my Immortal Palace and be the Immortal Master?"
As expected, powerful force can make people lose their minds and forget everything else, so much so that they don’t even know their own lives or how much they eat.
"Zhang Song from Jiejiao pays homage to his uncle-master." Zhang Song sensed another gaze from the void looking at him, so he put away his aura, clasped his hands together, and saluted upwards.