All Heavens Gou Xian

"But Chen Tangguan's calculations are related to the lifeline of my dragon clan. Whether my third brother will be able to prove Daluo in the future."

"If I make an apology, my reputation will be ruined and my face will be ruined. The mortals in Chentangguan will no longer believe in the words of the devil boy, and they will not be able to suppress that Nezha."

"How can I apologize!"

Prime Minister Qinggui pondered for a long time, and then said again: "I have a plan to let Dragon Lord win."

Lord Yanglin's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Let's hear it."

Prime Minister Qinggui caressed his beard and said: "Mr. Dragon is out of time for the rain, and if there are fewer points, it means that the fortune-teller is inaccurate in divination, and I am afraid that he will not win him."

Lord Yanglin hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and said slowly: "This is the decree of the Ministry of Water, if I violate it, I will have to walk on the dragon-killing stage."

Prime Minister Green Turtle chuckled: "The rain in the past was all caused by Lord Long. Could it be that the Heavenly Court will come to find out the rain in person?"

The more Lord Yanglin listened, the more reasonable he became, his heart was extremely hot, and the calamity energy entered his body again, this time there was no dragon jade pendant to save his life.

He completely forgot, if the rain this time is not important, how could he use the Rain Master to deliver the decree in person.

Prime Minister Green Turtle is a bit smart, but his vision is too narrow to distinguish the difference between heaven's decree and cloud and rain and dragon king's usual cloud and rain.

So one dared to persuade, the other dared to do it, and in a daze, a catastrophe was brewed.

Originally, clouds were spread at Zishi, thunder was thundered at the time of Chou, it rained at the time of Yin, and it rained enough at the time of Hai.

As soon as Xingyunbuyu was over, Lord Yanglin was riding a cloud and hurried towards Chentangguan. However, it was not the humble look of a fortune teller who greeted him, but the joint arrest of Master of Water and Leigong of Leibu!

The Lei Shen who came was holding a Thunder Hammer and a Tianlei Drum hanging from his waist, and shouted: "Mr. Yanglin, something happened to you, come with me to the Heavenly Court!"

Lord Yanglin looked terrified, and suddenly realized at this moment, his mind was so clear, he understood what a catastrophe he had caused.

There are taboos in Shinto, don't hit those who are greedy, don't hit lazy, and only hit those who don't have eyes.Today I am that short-sighted!

Xindao going to the Heavenly Court is only a dead end, Lord Yanglin screamed, ready to turn into a cloud and escape.

Yushi Shuibu sneered: "Absconding in fear of crime, the crime will be aggravated. Where are you going, Lord Yanglin!"

Water has no form, clouds have no form, and the dragons are most likely to escape between the water and clouds. This is the key reason for the linkage between the water department and the thunder department.

I saw Master Yu spread his hands together, forming the appearance of Taiyuan, the continuous drizzle in the air that was originally borrowed by Lord Yanglin turned into an iron wall in an instant, like a big net enclosing Lord Yanglin.

"Bastard, bastard!"

Lord Yanglin roared wildly, wanting to tear open the net of rainwater, Lei Gong on one side shouted loudly: "Where are you going, children, capture the evil dragon!"

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of thunder spirits appeared in the void, and they all exerted their strength, manifesting a human form and striking down with lightning.

Others in the Heavenly Court dare not say it. When it comes to the number of people, it is the first. To subdue demons and eliminate demons is to rely on just gang fights, and pay attention to the strength of one person.

Everything is undecided, and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals will go first.

The one hundred thousand thunder spirits are just the troops of Lei Gong of the Thunder Department. If there are hundreds of thousands of thunder spirits, tens of thousands of thunder generals can be mobilized.

Rainwater conducts electricity, thunder roars, Lord Yanglin is beaten all over with cuts and bruises, and utters bursts of mournful cries.

The thunder of the sky was intertwined and scattered, and spread to the world. The people of Chentangguan were surprised that the thunder seemed a little louder today.

Outside the gate of Li's Mansion in the north of Chentangguan, a fortune teller stands.

Looking at the sky, Mr. Luo sighed slightly: "The true dragon of the world can enter the immortal gate. Although he has heard the fruit of the immortal, he has not realized the essence of immortality, and he has no chance to climb the immortal way. If you don't read the Taoist gate, you can't keep the Huangting. Think about the nine precepts."

"Enjoy the blood food, the nature will not change, it will be caused by the calamity, and there will be a disaster of killing the dragon!"

Chapter 46 [-] Killing Precepts for the First Kalpa

What kind of person to do, what kind of errand to do, there is a definite number in the dark.

When the water is full, it will overflow, when the moon is full, you will lose, if you are complacent, you will lose, and if you are self-confident, you will be foolish. This is the law of heaven.

If you rule the world as a real dragon of the dragon family, you will be lucky; if you lose money by yourself, if you follow the way of the dragon god, you will be a blessing to all living beings and seek full authority; if you are all walking the way of the dragon spirit and narcissus, you should abide by the rules and regulations, and respect the Supreme Being Nine Precepts.

Mr. Yanglin walks in the two ways of immortals, and he has obtained the luck of the gods, and he is a great god of water, so he is not a child of great luck, but he can also be called a son of small luck.

Anyone who can become a fairy is a hero selected from a billion, who is lucky and favored by the heavens, and is expected to prove the great Luo; In the process of doing things, his luck was wasted.

If you slaughtered 1000 million people today, you will lose your days of humanity. Tomorrow, you will extract the spirit veins of the mountain, and you will lose the favor of heaven. If you reverse reincarnation the day after tomorrow and resurrect the dead, you will be offended.

Mr. Yanglin lives in the dragon family's luck, but he doesn't know the mind of the heavens above, and observes the public opinion from the bottom. He lives a life of arrogance, luxury and debauchery every day, obliterating his own luck.

Even if Mr. Luo doesn't make a move, it's time to walk on the stage of conferring gods in the future.

One life sentence, one death sentence.

Luo Feng has always been merciful, he couldn't see a dragon suffering in the heavenly court, so he directly helped Lord Yang Lin end his distress.

A letter to the nine heavens in the morning, and eight thousand to Huangquan Road in the evening.

The sky prison is dark and quiet, and there is no slightest fluctuation of spiritual power here, which is even more degenerate than the degenerate age.The aura of the Dharma-ending Age is shallow, but the principles of the Dao still exist, and the laws of the Heavenly Prison are completely stripped away by Da Luo Tianzun with special means.

Even if you are a Buddhist disciple of Lingshan, a true immortal of Taoism, you are like a bird in a cage when you get here, there is nowhere to escape.

In prison No. [-], Class C, Mr. Yanglin sat on a straw mat like a clay sculpture, silently praying in his heart that the elders of the Dragon Clan in the sky would give him a hand.

"It's just a little rain, it's just a little rain, it won't, it won't..."

"My Dragon Clan is a prehistoric clan, and the Ministry of Water dare not do anything to me."

While thinking about it, the gate of the prison suddenly opened, and two Tiancao stepped into it to interrogate Lord Yanglin.

A ray of sunlight came in from the outside of the cell, followed by the spirit of the fairy world, which was greedily absorbed by the prisoners in the C-type cell. They hadn't absorbed external energy for a long time, and they were already weak and decayed.

"You guys, are you here to let me out?"

Mr. Yang Lin said with a look of surprise: "Is it my uncle of the Wufang Dragon God, or other uncles from all over the world to pick me up?!"

The two Tiancao lifted the shackles expressionlessly, and untied the fairy gold soul locks and the god iron shackles on Lord Yanglin's body.Send Lord Yanglin to the threshold of the prison, and then leave without saying a word.

"Crack."

There was a crisp sound of shackles, and two thunder gods were squatting at the gate of the sky prison, holding new-type shackles, which looked much more beautiful than the dark and rigid shackles of the sky prison.

One of the gods of thunder laughed and said, "Mr. Yanglin, come with us."

Lord Yanglin's expression was stiff, and he murmured: "You guys, you guys are connecting well."

"Okay, you'll know when you arrive." Lei Shen said with a smile

Lord Yanglin stuttered as if waking up from a dream, "Next, where are we going next? I can tell you that my uncles are all dragon god emperors, and I will be safe and sound in a few days!"

The other God of Thunder sneered: "Yo, I can't tell it's someone with a background, my lord, I won't go anywhere else, please forgive me at Zhuxiantai."

"Zhuxian Terrace!" The extreme of fear is anger, Yang Linjun roared incompetently, "Zhuxian? I'm still Gouxian?! I don't want to go to any kind of ghostly place."

Thunder God sneered and pulled the chain coldly, piercing through Lord Yanglin's pipa bone: "Heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts all have their own way, if you lose your way, you will be killed."

"It's up to you whether you go or not."

Mr. Yanglin was used to being rich and honored since he was a child, but he was tortured by the pipa piercing his bones, and he cried out in pain for a while.It was dragged to the ground by Thor like a dead dog.

Tears of remorse flowed from the pupils of his eyes, and Lord Yanglin lamented: "I won't go to Zhuxiantai, I won't go, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..."

Thunder God was impatient, he kicked over, and cursed: "I've seen a lot of you bastard, you don't know you were wrong, you don't regret it. You regret being arrested!"

"If you don't get caught, I don't know how many souls have been killed by you, and how many majesty of the heavens have been trampled by you!"

When death was imminent, Lord Yanglin refused to give up struggling and said: "Two Thor brothers, please, as long as you don't go to Zhuxiantai, you can go anywhere, anywhere."

"I am willing to give the wealth of my life to the two of you!"

The God of Thunder who was holding Lord Yanglin frowned. As a God of Thunder, he was upright and could not understand the evil in the world.Leishen was even more annoyed that a serious criminal like Yanglin Lord wanted to bribe him, and was about to kick Yanglin Lord unconscious so that he would not keep yelling.

"Brother, wait a minute." Another Thunder God stopped him, knelt down and asked with a smile: "Duobao, the dragon family, you are really willing to give your life's wealth to the two of us."

Lord Yanglin repeatedly grabbed the last straw, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes."

"Then tell me."

Lord Yanglin was a little hesitant, if he gave it to him, what would happen if the two gods of thunder backtracked.

The other Thunder God sneered: "It seems that he regards money as his life, and my brother sent him to Zhuxiantai."

Lei Shen, who was holding Lord Yanglin, walked towards Zhuxiantai in an instant, the speed was so fast that the dragon was dumbfounded.

"No, no, no!!" Lord Yang Lin shouted desperately: "I am willing, I am willing."

The two thunder gods just stopped, seeing that they didn't need to go to Zhuxiantai, Yanglin Jun burst into tears, and told the two thunder gods where his treasure was hidden.

After finishing speaking, Lord Yanglin swallowed his saliva: "You two, I don't need to go to Zhuxiantai."

Lei Shen, who asked for the treasure from Lord Yanglin, smiled and said: "It's natural, I'm a person who speaks for himself."

Lord Yang Lin was overjoyed, and quickly asked: "Then where shall we go?"

The two thunder gods said in unison: "My lord, I invite you to the Dragon Slaying Stage."

Mr. Yang Lin felt his eyes darkened, and he passed out without being whipped by Thunder God.

Above Chentangguan, the clouds and mist are confused, the thunder is rolling, and the strong wind is whistling past, intertwined with the sound of the lady below crying and giving birth, converging into a symphony of thunder and fate.

Giving birth to a woman is the second biggest hurdle in life, no less than living a new life, and the child conceived this time is the reincarnation of the Lingzhu.

There was a stalemate in the delivery room for a long time, even Li Jing, who was so unpredictable, had a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Suddenly, an unprecedented roar sounded, like thunder, like a strong wind, like a baby crying, like a real dragon mourning!

Above the sky, a trace of blood flowed out, and the huge dragon's head fell down on Daze.

Mr. Luo counted with his fingers, shook his head and said: "One thousand seven hundred killing rings, the first kalpa is the death of Yanglin's body."

"The spirit beads are really against the dragon clan, and against the water."

Chapter 47 The Suffering of Life

The birth of the Lingzhu was accompanied by the fall of a real dragon. It is worthy of being a god-given thousand seven hundred precepts to kill, which heralds the coming of boundless murder.

The earth immortals are like rain, the heavenly immortals are like tides, the golden immortals are worthy of disaster, and the incarnation of Daluo may also be on the list.

It seems that two human dynasties are fighting, but in fact there is an undercurrent surging behind it, burying the huge contradiction between the dragon and phoenix camps since the age of ancient gods and liches.

"The birth of the killing star is the first calamity."

Mr. Luo sighed slightly outside Li's residence, and told about the beginning of calamity.

Suddenly, there was a sound of panic in Li's residence, and a midwife exclaimed: "Madam is having a difficult labor! Madam is having a difficult labor!"

Mr. Luo shook his head, not to mention that Nezha is the reincarnation of the Lingzhu, but Mrs. Yin's realm is not weaker than that of the earth immortal, so how could it be difficult to give birth.Obviously Nezha didn't want to come out.

He knocked on the door, and a long-bearded butler came out. His expression was anxious and angry, but when he saw that the person who came was a Taoist, the butler gave a slight sigh and cupped his hands and said, "Master Dao, my wife gave birth today. No hospitality."

Mr. Luo smiled slightly and said, "It's for your son."

The housekeeper was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Is the Taoist priest a master of gynecology?!"

Mr. Luo's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "It's a psychiatrist."

"Psychiatrist?" The housekeeper asked late, "What kind of doctor is this? Doctor, doctor, maybe it's for fertility treatment."

Mr. Luo rolled his eyes, this explanation is not as good as a master of gynecology.

"I won't tell you too much, this dystocia is caused by the fetus, not the mother." Mr. Luo said with a straight face, "I'm here to treat the child's psychological problems."

"Let me in quickly, don't delay the birth of the child."

The butler let out a sigh, treating the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and invited Mr. Luo in.

After entering the inner hall, Li Jing's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Mr. is here, come and have a look."

"Master, do you know him?" The housekeeper was surprised, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.The Taoist that the master knows may really have some skills, and his methods are far superior to those of gynecologists.

Hearing the voice of the butler, Mr. Luo glared at him. It's not over yet, right?

"Fellow Daoist, saving people is the most important thing." Li Jing persuaded, and sent the housekeeper to prepare tea.

Mr. Luo nodded and signaled that if Li Jing hadn't persuaded him, he would let the housekeeper see today, Hong Huang's narrow-minded Luo Tianzun's methods.

"What's the situation now?" Mr. Luo asked

Li Jing shook his head and said: "One of the eight sufferings in life is the suffering of birth, the suffering of the ten-month fetal prison, needless to say, when an ordinary baby passes through the narrow birth gate at the time of birth, the pain is beyond words. It can be described. After leaving the mother's body, it is stimulated by the scorching hot or cold air outside, and is grabbed and lifted by the huge palm of the midwife. For the delicate skin of the baby, it is more painful than a whip whip.

"Ordinary babies who are not dyed in the world of mortals are spiritually connected to the heavens. They know that they will suffer when they come to the world, and they will suffer when they are born. Naturally, they refuse to be born, so they have dystocia."