Li Daoxuan frowned slightly after hearing Sun Simiao's words.
The God of Plague hiding in the dark found it inexplicable and absurd.
The other party was just an insignificant person in the Bigu realm. In his eyes, he was not even an ant. The only thing worthy of praise was the bright golden light of merit.
This shows that the other party is a person of great virtue.
Normal ghosts and gods should keep a respectful distance from such people and dare not offend them.
Maybe in a few decades, when the other person dies, he will turn to Shintoism and achieve the status of a god. Then he might still be your superior.
But now that heaven is gone, people are dead when they die. They are reincarnated. Without opportunities and good fortune, it is difficult to cultivate the divine way.
Therefore, although the God of Plague was a little wary of the old man in gray, he did not feel any danger and even wanted to laugh.
How dare a small person in the Bigu realm dare to take action against a god?
What is going on in this world?
Li Daoxuan stared at Sun Simiao's thin but firm figure, their eyes facing each other. He seemed to feel some kind of power and said, "Senior Sun, what do you need me to do?"
Under normal circumstances, no matter how superb Sun Simiao's medical skills were and how profound his merits were, he would never be a match for the gods.
"Master Li, please lock the God of Plague into this medicine bowl. I will have my own way to get rid of it."
"good."
Li Dao
It's like being in the universe, observing the movement of the sun, moon and stars.
Tiangang's great magical power, move stars and change fights!
For an instant, the surrounding space froze, as if bound by billions of invisible chains, and everything fell into stillness.
Even the hazy gauze-like miasma turned into particles, frozen and motionless.
With Li Daoxuan as the center, the sky and the earth are pale, the wind and clouds are silent, and the black and white colors continue to smudge all around, as if it has become an ink painting.
Even though he was as strong as a god, he stood still without moving even under the supreme power of Tiangang.
Even the pupils have lost their color.
There is only one person left in the world who can move, and that is Li Daoxuan.
He opened his eyes, and effortlessly found the God of Plague hiding in the darkness, and slowly walked in front of him, with ripples of light under his feet, as if he were stepping on a quiet lake.
The God of Plague had a look of panic in his eyes.
He struggled desperately, but the divine body seemed to no longer belong to him. He couldn't even blink his eyelids, let alone move.
Is this Li Doxuan’s trump card?
The God of Plague calculated that the other party would have a way to suppress the situation, but he did not expect that he, a mere mortal who had not yet become an immortal, could actually practice the Star Shifting and Fighting among the Thirty-Six Divine Powers of Tiangang to such an astonishing level!
In his limited memory, not even the Star Lords of the past Heavenly Court had practiced this magical power to such a level.
Could it be that he is the reincarnation of Doumu Yuanjun?
Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves and swept the plague god's body into Sun Simiao's medicine bowl.
Strange to say, the body of the Plague God is several feet tall, has three heads and six arms, and a huge mouth with fangs. The small medicine bowl is only the size of a palm. The contrast is very sharp.
However, all the huge plague gods fell into the medicine bowl. Only a vaguely visible green-faced figure with three heads and six arms could be seen at the bottom of the medicine bowl.
Li Daoxuan's fingers were trembling slightly when he was making the secrets. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and withdrew his magical power.
The wind blew again and the clouds slowly drifted.
The black and white colors melted away quickly like ice and snow under the blazing sun, and everything around him returned to the original state.
Locust God looked at the figure of the Taoist with fluttering green clothes and sword-wielding hair, his eyes were deep and a little more solemn than before.
"What an amazing magical power."
"After Heaven disappeared, the fortunes of the Immortal Path were sluggish, and the spiritual energy of the human world was weak. How could someone like you appear?"
Even as an opponent, she had to admit that Li Daoxuan was a genius who was born in the wrong era.
If the other person was born when the immortal path was prosperous, his achievements would be truly limitless!
Li Daoxuan let out a long breath, feeling a little mentally exhausted.
Moving stars and changing battles is taught by the heavenly book. He has already understood the intermediate pass, so it is only a matter of time before he can practice it. In the past five years, he has mastered it.
If it weren't for his own lack of cultivation, he could even bring down a star to fight the enemy, but that would also cause great damage to the human world.
Only the Yang God is qualified to practice Tiangang's great supernatural powers, and if he wants to fully exert his power, he must become an immortal.
Li Daoxuan's cultivation of magical powers was sufficient, but his own cultivation was somewhat unable to keep up. Therefore, he had just been blocked for a few breaths, and his spirit seemed a little tired.
But the effect is really amazing. The two gods are now separated.
The god of plague did not escape immediately.
There seems to be a mystery hidden in that small medicine bowl. It actually trapped a god, cutting off the connection between the plague god and heaven and earth, and the surrounding miasma also disappeared.
However, the God of Plague did not sit still and wait for death. He struggled desperately, grabbing the mouth of the bowl with six arms at the same time. His body continued to grow, and he was about to escape.
However, the next moment, a wooden pestle for pounding medicine was hit hard.
clang!
The God of Plague was knocked to the bottom of the bowl.
The seemingly ordinary wooden pestle seemed to be of great weight. It was smashed down like a pillar of heaven, crushing flesh and blood, and stirring it into mud.
The god of plague let out a hoarse scream.
His proud body, for some reason, was easily shattered when faced with this medicine pestle. Moreover, being in this medicine bowl, his divine power was affected in some way, making it difficult to mobilize.
It was like a cage created just for him.
clang! clang! clang! clang……
The crisp sound of pounding medicine kept ringing.
The god of plague did not know that this medicinal bowl and wooden pestle were passed down from the famous doctor Bian Que. Each generation after that was a famous doctor who traveled around the world. It has witnessed the recovery of countless patients, as well as the development and inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine.
Although it is not an illegal treasure, it has some kind of destiny.
Although the God of Plague is a god, he is a god who brings disease, and as long as it is a disease, it will be overcome by medicine.
If it were any other god, this medicine bowl would be like scrap metal, but to the Plague God, it is a burial place for the bones that were born to be raised by the earth, and a burial place for the bells and whistles.
The interdependence between heaven and earth is sometimes so mysterious.
Li Daoxuan was finally relieved.
Buzz!
The Locust God didn't know when he came to Sun Simiao. With a little finger, he tore open the golden light of merit like a sharp blade, intending to kill Sun Simiao and rescue the Plague God.
Sun Simiao ignored it and just focused on making the medicine.
Clang!
The evil-slaying sword evoked the vision of Yin-Yang Bagua, and the stars and cloud patterns on the sword shone brightly, directly cutting off the Locust God's wrist.
The Fantian Seal was smashed out, smashing half of the Locust God's body into minced flesh.
Li Daoxuan stepped on the void, and the green lotus shadow bloomed from his treasured clothes. The heavenly eye between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter, like an immortal cultivating in the Kunlun Mountains, with a noble grace and ethereal appearance.
"Locust God, your opponent is me."
A new locust god appeared, and the original corpse turned into half a locust.
The Locust God took a deep look at Li Daoxuan. He knew that his own cultivation level was stronger than that of his opponent, but he felt that it was very difficult.
She didn't speak, but suddenly flew away into the distance.
Abandoning her companions who were in danger, she turned around and left without hesitation. Even though she had invincible means, she still refused to take any risks.
Such a vigorous and resolute behavior made Li Daoxuan stunned for a moment.
But he would not let the other party escape.
Boom!
Li Dao
"Now that you're here, why bother leaving?"
Li Daoxuan kneaded the Taoist formula again, and divided into dozens of incarnations, standing in the sky, surrounding the Locust God.
Some people cast thunder spells, some people pinched swords with their hands, some people opened the eyes of the sky, some people used the sky and the earth, some people's bodies glowed with golden light, some people stepped on the strong wind, some people breathed divine fire...
Each incarnation is a kind of offensive magical power, and the brilliant power changes the color of the wind and clouds, and the sun and moon lose their light.
…
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...
Sun Simiao kept pounding the medicine, his eyes calm, as if what was in the medicine bowl was not a god, but just ordinary medicinal materials.
The body of the God of Plague has been smashed into pieces.
But he is not dead, but is constantly condensing flesh and blood in an attempt to climb out of the medicine bowl.
As long as he leaves here, he can kill this mortal like crushing an ant, destroying both body and soul!
This seems to be an invisible game.
After an unknown amount of time, the medicine bowl and wooden pestle began to be infected by the miasma, giving birth to faint mildew spots, and were constantly being corroded, as if countless years had passed at once.
This is the backlash from the God of Plague.
Click!
The medicine bowl and wooden pestle made noises at the same time, and cracks snaked up.
The God of Plague let out a loud laugh of victory, mixed with a hint of joy at surviving the disaster.
"Mortal, if you lose, you can't kill me, hahaha!"
"You are in the Bigu realm, and you want to be the enemy of this god just by relying on two foreign objects. What a wishful thinking!"
"When I get out of trouble, I will crush you to ashes, peel off your skin and twitch your muscles!"
Sun Simiao sighed softly, and the sound of pounding medicine suddenly stopped.
The God of Plague was even more proud.
"Don't you like to cure diseases? After I get out of trouble, I will spread one thousand three hundred and sixty-two kinds of plague poisons throughout the world, making everyone in the world sick. I will let you cure them, hahaha!"
Sun Simiao lowered his head and smelled it gently.
"It's cold in nature and slightly fishy. It seems that it needs some medicine to neutralize it."
The God of Plague sneered: "What kind of medicine can bring down this god? Even if there is such a medicine, it is definitely not from the human world!"
Sun Simiao did not speak, but slowly took out a dagger from his sleeve, cut his middle finger open, and sprinkled drops of blood into the medicine bowl.
Zhila!
The blood entered the bowl and came into contact with the flesh and blood of the Plague God, making a sound like frying or roasting.
The flesh and blood that had been squirming rapidly just now seemed to be recovering a little slower.
"It seems to be working."
Sun Simiao's eyes lit up slightly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The God of Plague still shouted: "You are too weak. Even if all your blood is put in, you will not be able to defeat me!"
Sun Simiao shook his head, then pointed the dagger at his chest, and slowly but firmly opened a deep gash.
His hands were extremely steady, not trembling at all due to the severe pain.
Cut open the flesh and chest, revealing an exquisite heart with seven orifices, flowing with colorful light.
The exquisite heart with seven orifices is also called the heart of a born saint.
It is said that Bigan, an important minister of the Shang Dynasty, had a heart with seven orifices and was feared by the fox demon Su Daji.
Su Daji pretended to be ill, saying that she needed to eat a piece of Linglong Heart in decoction to recover.
After hearing this, King Zhou ordered his heart to be cut into pieces for medicine. With the help of Jiang Ziya, Bi Gan was able to survive even though his heart was dead, until he met a woman selling water spinach. .
Unlike Bigan, Sun Simiao revealed his true feelings.
"The heart is the master of the body. It is hidden in the lungs and sits between the six leaves and two ears. It is free from all evils."
Sun Simiao threw the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart into the medicine bowl and continued to pound the medicine slowly and firmly. The golden light of merit around him rushed towards the empty atrium, and actually condensed into a golden heart, which was still beating slowly.
The heart-breaking wound miraculously healed.
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...
The crisp sound of pounding medicine sounded again, accompanied by the increasingly fainter screams of the Plague God.
…
The sea of clouds rolled and the stars descended.
Rays of golden light intertwined, strong winds, sky fire, purple lightning and green frost illuminated the dark night sky like day.
The battle between Li Daoxuan and the Locust God lasted until sunset.
Many of his clones died, and the Locust God was also killed by him thirteen times. But unfortunately, if the locusts are not destroyed, the Locust God will not be destroyed.
This is almost a law engraved into the nature of heaven and earth.
If the Locust God cannot be knocked off the altar and the connection between her and the Locusts cannot be cut off, then even if Li Daoxuan's magical power is twice as strong, he will not be able to truly kill the God.
He has changed his strategy, no longer launching a fierce attack, but turning to a trapped fight.
Use more magic weapons and less magical powers, try to trap the Locust God, surround it without killing it, and wait for the arrival of some back-up man.
Despite this, the fight with the gods was still full of dangers. Several of the Locust God's counterattacks almost injured Li Daoxuan. If it hadn't been for the Qinglian Treasure Clothes presented by the Empress, he would have been seriously injured by now.
Of course, if other monks knew that someone had killed a god thirteen times before becoming an immortal, they would probably be shocked and think it was a big joke.
"Change!"
After all the clones were killed by the Locust God, Li Daoxuan's magic power gradually bottomed out. He showed a weak look, and then he turned into a locust by sealing the seal with his hand, and got into the place summoned by the Locust God. In the sea of insects.
"Li Daoxuan, no matter how powerful you are, you are still in the Yangshen realm. Now you probably don't have much mana left."
The Locust God no longer ran away, but stopped on his own initiative.
Although she can be resurrected continuously, anyone who is killed by a mortal more than ten times will have nameless rage in her heart. Now, she has been completely aroused to murderous intentions.
At the same time, there is also deep fear.
We must take advantage of this opportunity to kill this Taoist!
The Yang God Realm has such magical powers. If he waits for him to become an immortal, how can he survive?
"Hmph, turning into a locust in front of me would be too presumptuous."
The eyes of the Locust God turned brown, and circles of lines rippled in the pupils, sending some invisible instructions to the locusts.
The next moment, all the locusts were circling and flying, and no one was left behind.
The instructions change again.
Locusts fly in the air, forming a huge "locust" character.
No one is left behind.
"What a magical power of transformation!"
The Locust God's expression darkened, and she spit out a beam of red light, which burned brightly when it landed in the clouds, emitting scorching heat.
The instructions changed again.
This time, all the locusts are ordered to go to the sea of fire!
...(End of chapter)
