freenovelworld Chapter 350 Mosquito Emperor
Chapter 350 Mosquito Emperor
He had shown up in the Conferred Gods Battle, so several Taoist masters were too embarrassed to chase this little guy away.
Taoist Bodhi acted like a family member and gave up the seats around him to let Zhang Song occupy the source.
The law of withering and flourishing is just an insignificant law. For those who can live for tens of millions of years, who can fail to see through life and death, who has not experienced the vicissitudes of life? Some people have even moved their homes here completely, doing whatever they want and living a free and easy life.
Zhang Song also laughed, just like he didn't care about the people around him and just joined the Tao.
The Law of Withering and Flourishing is considered a relatively large law, but few people regard it as the main law. Similar laws of life and death are the laws that those Taoist masters fight for.
By mastering the laws of three identical paths, one can combine them into a great way. By mastering a great way, one can be called the master of the way.
Zhang Song looked around and decided to ask Master Bodhi through voice transmission: "Master Buddha, the Thousand Arms Temple has come to the two worlds."
"Well, that's not normal. There's a Lord of Calamity sitting underneath you."
"Wait a minute..." Zhang Song felt something was wrong. Six heads raised their heads at the same time and said, "Fuck, a kind of grass."
"You are using Him as nourishment while preparing to use Him as your own energy reservoir. Don't tell me you don't know."
Zhang Song hesitated for a moment, "I know, but I thought it was just a clone, and I even gave that evil god clone a manager to keep it under my control."
Bodhi Daozu was silent for a moment: "Is there any difference between the original body and the clone?"
"Is there no difference?"
Bodhisattva had a look of care for his own child, and he raised his palm, which was like a mirror with an image appearing inside.
Deep underground, even Zhang Song was not interested in that depth. Apart from magma, there were only underground rivers. Even if there were some entrances and exits to secret places, it was not worth taking the risk.
The pattern inside now shows a huge mosquito lying on it, with its claws as if holding a huge piece of stone, sleeping peacefully, but its mouthparts are deeply inserted into the ground.
Zhang Song understood instantly that this was the Lord of Natural Disasters. His cultivation was more direct and simple, and he absorbed the entire world as nutrients.
"Can't kill him?" Now that he has been discovered, just kill him. It's okay if I don't tell Master Ku Wudao.
Bodhi Daozu closed the image, looked solemn and dignified, and ignored this guy, but still reminded him: "If a mosquito flies into the house of your neighbor who is always clamoring to kill you, what will you do?"
Zhang Song hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Well done."
After being influenced by later generations, he still has his own understanding of the Virgin Mary. Now what he is doing in the Kuwu world does not seem so bright and noble.
So second brother, let alone eldest brother, it’s all like this, we can only say that the people of the Kuwu world are suffering.
This mosquito is definitely at the Taoist master level, and is definitely stronger than Taoist Master Ku Wu, but in the eyes of Patriarch Bodhi, mountains are mountains, water is water, and it is just a mosquito.
Zhang Song understood that the Thousand Arms Temple had set its sights on the Kuwu World and the natural disaster hidden underground in the world.
"Although this world is barren, its laws are complete, and I also want to practice my skills here. Since it's so lively and my good friends are here, let's see who has the last laugh."
Zhang Song left the River of Withering and Flourishing Laws and slowly opened his eyes, a quasi-saint.
He smiled and didn't care. His goal was to integrate the twelve laws within three years. These laws had once been controlled by Taiyi, Puxian and Yuding.
I don’t want to become a Taoist master, I just want to take back what belongs to me and tell everyone that I, Ran Deng, also have the talent and pursuit of cultivation.
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The Lord of the Underworld does almost nothing and leaves everything to his subordinates.
Of course it is because two-thirds of the soul is on the main body, and the split soul can be left for simple training and solving some simple problems.
Zhang Song appeared directly in Feng Cai's Anji City.
There are many souls here now, almost all of them have condensed into human form, wearing armor, holding weapons, and forming various large formations.
"Feng Qia pays homage to the Palace Master." She was sincerely convinced. These formations and deployment of troops were all casually bestowed upon her by the Palace Master.
She had already found out that among the three ghost generals, only her own formation was the most powerful, and she also had a secret method of cultivation that relied on combining the formation with her own.
Zhang Song sat on the main chair, looked at Feng Cai who was standing respectfully beside him, and waved his hand: "I told you, there's no need to be so restrained. It's just a normal relationship between superiors and subordinates. If the work is done well, there will be rewards, and if it is not done well, there will be penalties. There won't be so many troubles."
"Yes, Feng Cai knows the good of the Palace Master."
She is now also a junior Heavenly Venerate. As a fierce ghost, she is naturally vicious, has killed countless people, and crawled out of countless soul pits.
But now, in her heart, there is only the Lord of the Mansion, the man with great courage, great perseverance, great wisdom, and the creator of the Six Paths.
Even the legendary Master Ku Wu Dao is not even a fraction as good as the Palace Master.
This person is really ready to conquer all the worlds for him, with millions of ghost soldiers. Now even Cao Ben avoids her when he sees her, as he can't afford to offend her.
"What is the current situation of the four major ghost gates in the world of the living?"
"The three of us Yin Marshals each occupy a prefecture. Wuzhou, where General Wei is, has the largest territory, covering an area of 1,800 miles. The Yin energy is so dense that even some souls who have just died can take this opportunity to survive."
"Dingxi controls the least Hucheng, and the Yin Qi covers an area of less than 600 miles, but the Yin Qi is rich, and there are three True Lord Realm Ghost Kings in charge."
Zhang Song knew clearly that among the three ghost generals, Cao Ben was the most brutal and cruel. He was subservient to his strength and had his own little thoughts, but he could easily suppress them.
Feng Cai is the most loyal one to him. She takes his orders 100% seriously and is determined to do her best...at any cost.
The most humane one is Ding Xi. It is rumored that he once passed the imperial examination, opened a school, and even left behind many popular articles. His philosophy has always been in favor of the human race.
When he was in the underworld, he established Ren County and ordered the Yin Qi to flow back. However, he pretended to obey his orders but actually disobeyed them. He only expanded the area to 600 miles and killed the least people.
Zhang Song closed his eyes and thought for a while, sensing the connection between the Netherworld and the Kuwu World. He nodded slightly in his heart, thinking that it was enough.
"What's the situation with the Ghost Gate of Falling Mountain?"
Feng Cai smiled bitterly and said, "Palace Master, I am incompetent. I only know how to build three blood pools in the falling mountain, killing countless lives. The area within a thousand miles is a dead zone."
She raised her head slightly and whispered, "I heard that not a blade of grass grows, not even ghosts or spirits remain. It has completely turned into nothingness."
Zhang Song nodded. This was Taoist Mosquito's instinctive behavior and he did not betray him. It can even be said that under the current circumstances, Taoist Mosquito's loyalty to him is no less than Feng Cai's.
He was still an independent individual in his sea of consciousness, and had not awakened the memory of the Lord of Calamity, or rather, the Lord of Calamity was still sleeping and had not descended his spirit upon these great monsters.
Feng Cai raised her head and said firmly, "Palace Master, is there anything wrong? I am willing to lead the army to kill the Falling Mountain Emperor, Taoist Mosquito."