Chapter 140 Pure Land Tour Guide Li Zhou

Capital city.

Amid the soothing and low flute music, the giant in the southwest grasped the illusory giant sword that was constantly cracking with one hand, and grabbed the slippery tentacles wrapped around the hilt with the other hand.

However, although the tentacle seemed to have descended upon the earth, the giant could not touch it. The giant hand passed through the shadow and grabbed nothing.

Outside the ancient gate, clan leader Li Zhou reached into the darkness and reached only to find his hands filled with coldness.

The seafood was so cunning, so slippery that it slipped right through her fingers.

The Moon Goddess in the soft halo raised her hand, and moonlight like water flowed from her fingertips, quickly wiping away the mucus on Li Zhou's hand.

Li Zhou's frown finally relaxed, thinking that her mother understood her and knew that she loved cleanliness.

The next moment, the towering trees and the burning stove seemed to have heard the urging of the slippery tentacles and launched a counterattack at the same time.

A low humming sound was heard. On the highway, the engine of a police car with a brown and fiery red license plate roared. The skylight on the roof was opened, and a machine gun was mounted on it. The black muzzle was aimed at the electric scooter speeding ahead. A piercing and sharp voice came out of the loud speaker: "Warning! The vehicle ahead is seriously violating the rules! Please pull over!"

Ren Yingyue, who was riding a bicycle, freed one hand and took out a statue of Taiyin Star God wearing a phoenix crown from his arms. He turned around and smashed the statue at the machine gun that was getting closer and closer.

With a whoosh, the statue was thrown headfirst into the muzzle of the gun, blocking the barrel.

If you force the gun to fire, it will obviously explode, which will affect yourself.

Li Zhou, who was sitting in the back seat, learned that this is how to deal with a machine gun.

Seeing that the muzzle of the police car with the brown license plate was blocked, the car with the fiery red license plate drifted and avoided the second statue thrown by Ren Yingyue. Then, without hesitation, it pulled the trigger, and tongues of fire spurted out.

The rain of bullets covered the electric scooter like a waterfall, and Ren Yingyue and Li Zhou were about to be torn apart by them.

Outside the ancient gate, the towering trees burst into lush green light at that moment, and then they were enveloped by the moonlight in the Moon Goddess's hand, like an insect stuck in a spider web, unable to move at all.

Correspondingly, on the sturdy sacred tree on the island altar, pomegranate fruits with fat maggots could be seen at the cracks. Under the pale moonlight, the fruit skin slowly closed, squeezing and crushing the maggots.

The divine power of the female god was purified and expelled by the moonlight, and this god of fertility and harvest gradually regained its vibrant appearance.

Suddenly, all the restless wheat ears around the altar quieted down and no longer showed any aggressiveness.

Wan Niang, who was floating beside the fortune teller Li Zhou, and the Thunder God in the sky above their heads saw this scene and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the female god herself was unwilling to wade into this muddy water.

In the capital city, the imperial edicts held in the hands of the people fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and soon merged with the earth and disappeared without a trace.

The female goddess took away the power.

The thought that suddenly appeared in people's minds, "If we just let the emperor abdicate, the gods will give us an endless supply of rice and flour," also disappeared.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have just woken up from a dream. In their vision, minds, and hearts, there was only the majestic giant figure heading to the southwest.

If there really is a god in this world who can make ordinary people live a good life, it must be her.

The ever-changing text on the "Great Zhou Treasure Scroll" stabilized, and the prophecy of "The leader of the Tianzu will create the Suijian again" was no longer in doubt.

The four words "Tai Shi Tian Zun" never appeared again.

However, after purifying the female god, the moon god was about to cover the burning stove with the cold moonlight in the same way, but the fire suddenly increased and the smell of rice wafted out.

All the houses in the world that had built stoves also began to emit smoke and the aroma of food.

"The Kitchen God has appeared!" people shouted in surprise.

"Master, the source of the fire in the capital city that year was also a burning stove." An old man from Weishi reported to Wei Mingda, vaguely realizing that the fire that year was deeper than he had imagined.

Outside the Purple Palace, the emperor listened to the news gathered by spies from all over the country, combined with the intelligence reported by Chi Yangzi earlier, and came to a conclusion in his heart -

As early as three years ago, the Kitchen God had joined forces with the Heavenly Lord. He deliberately created the fire and took the initiative to join this war between gods.

Does He want to recreate the scene of three years ago and burn all those who support the new law, weaken the aristocratic families, and thus shake the status of Tianzun?

Sadly, three years have passed, times have changed, and mortals have made great progress.

He Xianzhi, the head of the He family, who was determined to set a trap to capture the god, led a group of elders and young clan members to stand beside the sparkling Bailian Spring, took out the clear spring water, and boiled it on the stove.

The stove appeared suddenly. There was a raging flame in the furnace, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice. The raging flames reflected the red faces of the He family members, and seemed to have polluted the minds of He Xianzhi and others.

A door made of flames was looming in the furnace. Opposite the door were the members of the Wei clan who were discussing whether to use fire control techniques to control the stove.

The Wei clan members obviously could not forget the outcome of the firefighting three years ago, but the head of the clan, Wei Mingda, said without question: "As long as the Wei clan is here, we cannot let the past happen again. This time, the Wei clan will protect everyone."

The flame in the stove twisted for a moment, revealing a hint of mockery, and then an instruction was left in He Xianzhi's mind, telling her to pass through the flaming gate and attack the Wei clan leader when the Wei clan was unprepared.

He Xianzhi, whose face was roasted red, stood up, as if he was about to drill into the furnace. The flames in the furnace became brighter and brighter, revealing his joy and admiration.

Disasters will make mortals feel fearful, and fear will deepen people's faith. The Kitchen God with more believers will take away more power from the Supreme God.

Right now, Tianzun has restrained Him, and the Kitchen God has waited for the best time to be promoted.

As long as he can obtain this power, he can become a superior god on par with Tianzun.

The crackling sounds became louder and louder, and the furnace became redder and redder. However, just as He Xianzhi bent down and stuck her head towards the gate of flames, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile of triumph.

On the stove, the Bailian spring water that had been bubbling for a long time suddenly overflowed from the edge of the pot with a splash, flowed along the furnace wall into the stove, and poured onto the raging fire.

Thick smoke instantly rose from the stove, and the aroma of rice became faint and tasteless in an instant.

The Bailian Spring, which was formed from the soul of the divine fortune teller Xie Lingwei, suppressed the Earth Emperor Sword, which was formed from the power of death for a thousand years. How could it fail to extinguish the fire of the Kitchen God?

Although He Xianzhi did not know the origin of the Bailian Spring, he just heard that there was a spiritual spring here, so he thought of borrowing the spiritual spring water to enhance the attack power of his own water control technique.

The Kitchen God wanted to instigate He to attack Wei, but he didn't know that his thoughts could not influence the believers of the Supreme God at all.

He had personally experienced the power of the Supreme God, and all the people and things related to Him were not for other gods to interfere.

Using spiritual spring water to extinguish the Kitchen God's fire was a bold attempt, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good.

He Xianzhi looked at the furnace filled with thick smoke and heard the crazy words of the Kitchen God before his death. He curled the corners of his mouth in disdain.

The Kitchen God overestimates himself.

The gap between the Kitchen God and Him will only cause these vicious curses to rebound.

However, why is this spiritual spring so powerful that it can suppress the Kitchen God without any resistance?

He Xianzhi looked at the dimly glowing Bailian Spring in confusion, and then he seemed to see a figure wearing gray old clothes, wearing a string of copper coins and carrying a banner on his back.

The figure was walking alone, with four words written on the flag: Believe it or not.

With Wei Mingda's insistence, the dozen or so survivors of the Wei family worked together to use fire-controlling techniques to control the flames that were burning more and more vigorously in the stove.

The people of Weishi thought that this would be a fierce battle, and no matter how hard they tried, they would not be able to contain the power of the gods, and at most they could save a few more people.

Unexpectedly, after a while, thick smoke rose from the stove with a loud bang, as if it had been splashed with water.

Then, all the smoke and smell of food disappeared.

The Kitchen God disappeared just like that.

The members of the Wei clan, with tragic faces and hidden resentment towards Wei Mingda, stared in amazement at the stove, which was left with only dead ashes after the smoke dissipated.

Wei Mingda did not show any surprise. He just glanced at the shadow that flashed by outside the house and nodded silently in his heart.

Her performance today should satisfy His Majesty.

She didn't know how likely she was to win against the gods. She only knew that she would die if she went up, and she would die if she didn't. She might as well perform well in this critical moment. If she could survive, this responsibility would earn her the capital to go further in the court.

After a few breaths, the female god withdrew, the kitchen god died, and the giant sword wrapped with slippery tentacles became more illusory, and the number of cracks increased.

However, just as the giant in the southwest was about to take the giant sword, the slippery tentacles on the hilt glowed with golden light, and the footprints became clearer than ever before.

The baby Li Zhou was about to reach the Pratyekabuddha Pure Land, so the Pratyekabuddha no longer held back and tried his best to help Qi Tianzun.

On the highway, the rain of bullets falling towards Li Zhou and Ren Yingyue suddenly stopped, and then all the bullets appeared with a layer of golden Buddha light and continued to shoot towards the two.

Ren Yingyue had turned the power switch to the bottom, but still couldn't escape from the net of bullets.

Seeing this, Li Zhou, who was sitting in the back seat, remembered how Ren Yingyue smashed the machine gun, so he picked up the things next to him and threw them forward.

I couldn't lift it the first time, as if countless feet were stepping on it, exerting a tremendous amount of pressure.

Everyone in the Great Zhou stared at the giant wrestling with tentacles and footprints, and passed her name on from mouth to mouth.

"It's Xue Jingzhen, the leader of Duotian Sect!"

"Sect Master Xue will win!"

"Welcome, Master!"

People shouted and cheered for the clan leader Li Zhou, and cursed the tentacles thousands of times. The evil god was indeed an evil god. He had no martial ethics and only used his numbers to bully the few.

"Pooh!"

Just as everyone was cursing at the slippery tentacles without any fear, the hand of fortune teller Li Zhou, which was surrounding the copper coin Big Dipper formation, fell on the giant sword with cracks spreading, and overlapped with the hand of sect leader Li Zhou.

With the combined efforts of both hands, the slippery tentacles and the golden footprints were no match for each other, and the cracked giant sword quickly escaped from the control of the tentacles.

For Li Zhou, it was just a matter of grabbing something next to him to block the bullet. He failed to grab it the first time, so he used more strength.

The fortune teller Li Zhou, who was separated from the group, naturally joined in.

In everyone's eyes, it turned out that after Sect Leader Xue was outnumbered by the evil god, her fellow disciples came to support her.

The name of the divine fortune teller Xie Lingwei is also well-known throughout the country today.

The deep friendship between the two moved countless people to tears.

Li Zhou raised his hand and crossed multiple dimensions in a flash, grabbed a giant sword, and chopped off the golden rain of bullets in front of him.

The rain of bullets disappeared in an instant, but the sword light continued to move forward, following the direction from which the bullet came, and crossed multiple dimensions again.

One sword froze fourteen states.

The entire Great Zhou territory was swept by the clear sword light, and the sword shadows swept in all directions. All the gods, big and small, were so quiet at this moment that they seemed to be dead.

The golden footprints suddenly shattered, and the slippery tentacles in the air were cut off in the middle without any hesitation.

Li Zhou, the fortune teller, raised his hand and caught a large handful of fresh seafood that was still jumping. Not only were there tentacles, but also crabs, sea cucumbers, and mussels that had fallen from the broken ends...

Those were all the divine powers that Tianzun had once stolen, and now, they had all become the raw materials for Li Zhou's seafood feast.

Having lost all his allies, the Pratyekabuddha only had one last hope left. The thought that came to Tanyin's mind was so strong that it almost overflowed: "Evil spirits are everywhere, and the world is suffering. You must save all living beings and cross the sea of suffering!"

"Kill the little fox!"

While Tan Yin covered his head in pain but still couldn't stop the thought from coming, the baby Li Zhou stepped on the Pratyekabuddha Pure Land with undulating mountains and looked at the endless magnificent palaces.

Li Zhou raised the small red flag he made on the road, walked in front, and said to Yue Niang and Master Liaochen, "Follow closely."

Although she has never been here before, since it was her suggestion, let her be the tour guide.

"Set off!"