Jiang Buwan slowly raised his head and asked sternly, "If I remember correctly, the Emperor of Heaven only allowed everyone from Langxu Palace to go down to the lower realm that day, so why is Lu Yi here?"
All the immortals looked at each other in confusion, and finally the person with the highest status among them stood up. He said tremblingly, "Perhaps Palace Master Luyi also wants to contribute to the elimination of evil."
"Yeah?"
Jiang Buwan took out the spiritual roots from Luyi Qiankun's bag, "When I resurrect this person, I will know what exactly happened here."
When Jiang Buwan talked about resurrection, although some of the immortals sighed, he was indeed a god, saying that resurrecting a person is as easy as drinking water.
We must know that life and death are the most difficult to bridge the gap in the world. Even if they have become immortals through cultivation, they cannot truly live forever with the world. They each have their own calamity of death. If they survive it safely, their strength will naturally rise to a higher level. If they cannot , then the body dies and the Tao disappears.
Even if he is as powerful as a god, he will eventually dissipate. Otherwise, how could the ancient god disappear?
So if they want to resurrect someone, they have to pay a huge price.
If it were not an important person, no one would be willing to pay this price to a stranger.
But when the immortals saw Jiang Buwan's magical power, their eyes changed from wonder to shock and awe.
Although the ancient gods have disappeared for a long time, the immortals cherish the once powerful and glorious ancient gods very much. They even regard the ancient gods as their idols and study their respective divine powers all day long.
They ranked the major ancient gods according to their power. Some powerful and popular ancient gods had a large number of followers. They often had quarrels with the followers of other ancient gods, and even fought from time to time.
Nuwa - undoubtedly one of the most popular ancient gods.
Her power of creation, her seventy transformations of the mysterious spirit, and her way of the five spirits are unstoppable. This is a great magical power to master creation.
But the power used by the Lord Muwan in front of him was clearly visible. . It is clearly the creative power of Nuwa!
If they used to respect Jiang Buwan, now they fear and yearn for him.
Even in the eyes of immortals who like Nuwa, Jiang Buwan has obviously become a new god worth following in their minds.
Lord Muwan’s luck must be so good!
He actually inherited Nuwa's magical power. Why don't they have this fate? !
Jiang Buwan put the spiritual root into the monk's body and used the power of creation to repair his body.
The broken body quickly recovered and became even more alive and healthy than before.
He woke up slowly, his eyes fell on Jiang Buwan, and he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red.
He murmured to himself, "Am I dead? Is this not heaven?"
Jiang Buwan: "You're not dead. Can you tell me what happened?"
"I'm not dead?!" The monk sat up instantly. He lowered his head to look at his stomach. It was still fine, and his spiritual energy was still swimming in his body, and it was even a little fuller.
He was overjoyed, "I'm really not dead!"
He was smiling, and then looked at the people surrounding him. He put his smile back and asked in a low voice, "What is going on?"
"Don't worry, you just need to tell me what happened."
The monk looked at the murderer who fell on the ground, as well as the woman in front of him and the people around him, and seemed to understand something.
He hurriedly knelt on the ground, pointed at the murderer on the ground, and said, "She killed me! She wanted to dig up my spiritual roots! She must be the murderer who dug up my spiritual roots!"
"Digging spiritual roots?" Jiang Buwan pretended to be confused.
"Yes! More than four hundred people have died in her hands!" The monk's eyes were red with hatred. If he hadn't been worried about so many people, he would have rushed forward and bit off a piece of Lu Yi's flesh.
Jiang Buwan looked cold. She raised her hand to erase the memory of the monk in front of her and said, "You have never seen us. Now, leave here."
She used divine power when she spoke, and the monk couldn't help but act according to Jiang Buwan's orders.
"More than four hundred people?!" Jiang Buwan sneered, "Lu Yi actually dug up the spiritual roots of more than four hundred people?!"
"Lord Muwan, is there a misunderstanding about this matter?"
"Both people have stolen the goods, is there a misunderstanding?" Jiang Buwan accurately caught the speaker, her eyes staring straight at him, "Lu Yi will definitely not be able to complete this matter alone, are you her accomplice? "
The person who was asked was so frightened that he backed away and waved his hands, "It's not me, it's not me."
"Lu Yi is from Fangcao Palace, and I am from Langxu Palace. We have never been in contact with each other. If there is help, it should be from Fangcao Palace."
Jiang Buwan sneered, "Being born as an immortal, she actually poisoned the monks in the lower world and killed more than four hundred people. How is such behavior different from a demon? How can she deserve to be an immortal?"
Faced with Jiang Buwan's questions, no one dared to answer, and they all kept their heads buried in silence.
Those who knew the inside story were secretly glad that they had not had time to place an order with Luyi because they were not rich, while those who had already placed an order began to secretly pray that Luyi would not expose the matter.
Lu Yi woke up slowly, and she remembered that Jiang Buwan appeared to save her when she was in danger.
She quickly bowed to Jiang Buwan and thanked her for saving her life.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Buwan raised his feet to avoid her kneeling and said in a cold voice, "I can't bear this bow from Palace Master Luyi."
Lu Yi was puzzled. Jiang was still kind to her before she fainted, but why did he start to sarcastically treat her the next moment?
She suddenly raised her head, and when she saw her Qiankun bag in Jiang Buwan's hand and his cold eyes, what else didn't she understand?
Her body suddenly went limp and she collapsed to the ground.
It's over.
Her good days were over.
"I will hand you over to the Emperor of Heaven. Your behavior of killing the monks in the lower realm will be dealt with according to heaven's rules."
After Jiang Buwan finished speaking, he lifted Lu Yi's shoulders, opened the portal and left.
Seeing that Jiang Buwan didn't kill her immediately, Lu Yi felt a surge of hope in her heart.
There were so many people looking for her to buy spiritual roots, all of them were in high positions, and there were two gods among them. They, they would definitely be able to save her!
The Emperor of Heaven was lying on the soft couch, smiling and watching the dancing fairies, stroking his hands with joy.
Suddenly a person rolled down on the dance floor, followed by Jiang Buwan's cold voice, "Emperor of Heaven, I accidentally discovered her when I was removing evil from the lower realm."
The dancing fairy hurriedly retreated with a wink.
The Emperor of Heaven stood up tremblingly. He glanced at Luyi on the ground with confusion in his eyes, and asked cautiously, "Isn't this Palace Master Luyi?"
He thought for a while and said, "Could it be that Lu Yi went down to the realm secretly? This is not a big deal. There is no need for the god to be so angry. I will deal with her on my own."
"Little thing?" Jiang Buwan pointed at the person on the ground and said coldly, "Ask her what happened?!"
Today's Emperor is dim, but he is not bad, just incompetent.
But sitting in his position, being incompetent and stupid is even more hateful than being truly evil!
The Emperor looked at Lu Yi on the ground and asked sternly, "Lu Yi, what on earth did you do? To make Mu Wan so angry?"
