Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 566
What was destroyed was just an appearance. As long as Wang Hongda didn't die, the Kurong Sutra would not disappear. It was even said that even if Wang Hongda died, he could be like an emperor. go down.

Even Wang Hongda didn't understand this matter. The emperor not only gave Wang Hongda the Kurong Sutra, but also gave him the approval of the Kurong Sutra, and even the approval of all the family members of the Mu clan in the world. If the Kurong Sutra hadn't been destroyed, he would have won't be aware of this.

"What are you doing? You are absorbing my mana!"

Guo Wenbin held the Qingji Spear in both hands, knelt on the ground, feeling the mana in his dantian gradually disappearing, this feeling was more frightening than finding out that he was dying!

Wang Hongda grinned: "Cultivate hard, and if you don't follow the right path, you will end up like this!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Hongda pulled out the Qingji spear abruptly, and there was not even a wound on Guo Wenbin's body!
"do not move!"

Lin Xin handcuffed Guo Wenbin, and Guo Wenbin seemed to be ten years older in an instant, his eyes were blank, and he let Lin Xin push him, with his head down, without looking at Wang Hongda, and he just muttered to himself: "It's not fair. , it’s not fair, I’ve worked hard for decades and got nothing, why did you get such a magic weapon?”

"A magic weapon can change a person's fate, since that's the case. What is the purpose of my hard work?"

Taoism advocates self-cultivation, but actually ignores a cruel fact, that is, the magic weapon is far more important than personal efforts.

The police comrades who heard the thunder came to the mountain and saw two people grabbing an old man. They breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Wang Hongda and Lin Xin were not at ease. , Shuangshuang sat directly on the mountain road.

"Thank you. Tonight, I have opened my eyes. You saved my life."

Lin Xin looked at Wang Hongda with a strange light in his eyes.

Wang Hongda nodded: "You also saved my life. If you didn't shoot, I would have let the fire beetle burn to death."

Lin Xin nodded and sighed: "So the job you have to do is so dangerous."

Wang Hongda smiled wryly: "To be honest, I have not been appointed as the vice president for a long time, and I didn't expect that this job is so dangerous, and I will die if I am not careful."

Lin Xin curled her lips: "I thought my job was dangerous enough!"

Saying goodbye to Lin Xin, Wang Hongda returned to the mountain, as if nothing had happened, and continued to meditate.

But being plotted against by Guo Wenbin made Wang Hongda realize two things.

One is that I and the wooden book are symbiotic, the Kurong Jing is Wang Hongda, and Wang Hongda is the Kurong Jing.

The second is that the spells you practice will be restrained.

The Kurong Sutra is basically equal to the presence of the emperor in person. Although Wang Hongda has no magic power, the power of using the Kurong Sutra is incomparable to that of the Dijun himself, but this is already very clear. What if I meet this kind of person who practices gold magic next time? manage?
All things are forewarned, and nothing is foregone. Wang Hongda was going to make plans early, but he couldn't find a suitable method for a while.

So he meditated every day, thinking hard, for many days in a row.

Finally, that night, Wang Hongda woke up suddenly, laughed three times, clapped his hands and stomped his feet, stood up, and called out loudly: "Wang Xuesong? Xu Hui?"

The two came to the lobby suspiciously, and found that Wang Hongda was very happy, which surprised them. For a long time, Wang Hongda meditated every day, with a calm and expressionless face.

"I want to go to heaven, you two take care of the mountain gate and don't cause trouble."

Wang Hongda ordered the two to speak.

Both of them didn't understand, Wang Xuesong shrank his neck, opened his mouth and stared: "Ah? God?"

Wang Hongda nodded and explained: "My wood-type spells are restrained by gold-type spells, but all things are born and restrained by each other. If you want not to be restrained, you must restrain others. What restrains gold?"

Wang Xuesong and Xu Hui looked at each other: "Fire."

Wang Hongda clapped his hands: "That's right! It's fire! I want to go to heaven and borrow fire from Taoist Ran Deng. In the future, if anyone dares to use gold art in front of us, we will use fire art to restrain it!"

Xu Hui blinked with his mouth open, and said blankly: "Teacher, can you really go to heaven?"

Wang Hongda smiled, sat down on the front seat again, and said, "Of course, the teacher will show you today!"

In the past, Wang Hongda had to borrow an auspicious cloud from Honghaier to go to the sky, but now that he has the Sutra of Kurong in his hand, why is it so difficult to go to the sky?
After finishing speaking, Wang Hongda stomped his feet, and the Kurong Sutra appeared under his feet. Supporting Wang Hongda, he flew directly out of the lobby and into the sky!

"Hey? Teacher! When are you coming back!"

"soon!"

Xu Hui and Wang Xuesong came to the yard and looked at Wang Hongda in the sky, gradually turning into a small dot.

"It turns out that there really is a heaven... Tell me, what does the sky look like?"

Xu Hui began to yearn for the sky.

Wang Xuesong curled his lips and said, "As far as I know, there is nothing good in the sky."

Xu Hui didn't believe it: "Isn't it good to be a god and enjoy the blessing?"

Wang Xuesong shook his head: "When I was a tree spirit, I listened to the scriptures in the temple. It said that gods only have blessings. In the words of Taoists, they are merits. If you have merits, you can become a god."

"But this kind of merit is like a person eating rice, every mouthful will lose a mouthful, and there will always be a day when it is finished, so you can see that the gods on that day will also go down to the world, and they will be bloodied for a little bit of merit."

Xu Hui listened fascinated: "Really? So, to be a god, you have to worry about being a god!"

Wang Xuesong curled his lips and nodded: "Yes..."

Wang Hongda stepped on the Kurong Sutra and came to the heaven again.

The second time I came, nothing changed, it was still a cloud, except for the fairy palace, other places were empty and deserted.

The big tree transformed by the emperor was still supporting the sky, and it could be seen from a distance. Wang Hongda looked at it for a long time before turning around and rushing to Yuanjue Cave in Lingjiu Mountain.

After wandering in the clouds for a long time, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and there was a mountain in the clouds, which was tall and tall, with steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain is a palace, with layers upon layers, carved galleries and painted buildings, strange pines and strange rocks, layers upon layers of peaks, it is a grand scene in a fairyland, which opened Wang Hongda's eyes.

You must know that Daoist Dieng Deng is honored as Master Uncle by the Twelve Golden Immortals, disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, but he is actually the same generation as Sanqing. Yes, respected in the teaching position.

This time Wang Hongda wanted something from others, and to show respect, he pressed the Kurong Sutra and landed at the foot of the mountain, ready to climb up the mountain.

As a result, I looked down and saw that there were two Taoist boys waiting at the gate of the mountain.

"Great Immortal Hongda, my teacher has been waiting for a long time, come with me!"

"Thank you!"

Wang Hongda called the two Taoist boys and followed them up the mountain, thinking that this Taoist burning lamp is a high-level immortal, and he knows things like a god, and he already knew before he came.

"Knowing it and letting me in, it means that he is willing to help me."

Without saying a word, Wang Hongda followed the two Taoist boys up the mountain. Strange to say, the top of the mountain, which seemed too high to be reached, was reached within two steps.

"Please."

Two Taoist boys led Wang Hongda to the hall, which was a magnificent sight.

(End of this chapter)