parentshiftbook Chapter 147 Yuan Hong: Will I be used as a ginseng fruit seed? Breakthrough to the early stage of Qu
Chapter 147 Yuan Hong: Will I be used as a ginseng fruit seed? Breakthrough to the early stage of Qu
I've figured out the key points.
Zhao Gongming coughed twice.
Suppress the excitement in my heart.
He feigned an air of profound mystery and inquired.
"My two senior uncles, since this is the great calamity that will bring great prosperity to your Western Sect..."
"Then what do you want from me?"
What are your thoughts?
The Taoist Zhunti quickly stepped forward.
He rubbed his hands together and said with a big smile.
"My dear nephew, look!"
"You used those... well, those wondrous magical artifacts before."
"We weathered the Lich Wars and the Investiture of the Gods crisis without firing a shot!"
"Your method of smoothly surviving a great calamity is truly unparalleled in the primordial world!"
"So the two of us, brothers and sisters, discussed it."
"How about... we entrust this great calamity entirely to you?"
"Name your conditions as long as it allows my Western religion to flourish!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming's eyes instantly lit up like two-thousand-watt searchlights!
"You're entrusting me with handling the Journey to the West catastrophe?!"
"This is like a godsend, just when you're about to fall asleep!"
The image instantly flashed into Zhao Gongming's mind.
Countless outrageous and abstract depictions of Journey to the West.
"hiss!"
Zhao Gongming gasped, his heart filled with elation.
"Let's do it!"
"I want to acquire as many abstract magical artifacts as possible from the Journey to the West: Great Tribulation!"
"To completely envelop the entire primordial world in the abstract Dao!"
"I will make it eighty-one tribulations."
"It will become one of the eighty-one infamous socially awkward scenes!"
Without hesitation, Zhao Gongming patted his chest and loudly agreed.
"No problem, don't worry, my two senior uncles!"
"I'll take this job!"
"I guarantee that your Western religion will spread throughout the entire prehistoric world!"
Seeing that Zhao Gongming agreed so readily.
Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly.
The business is over.
Zhao Gongming picked up his teacup, preparing to see his guest off.
As a result, he discovered that the two Western saints were still standing in the same spot.
Looking around, it showed no intention of leaving.
"Uh... my two senior uncles?"
Zhao Gongming asked in confusion.
"We've finished discussing the important matters, what else do you want to do?"
"Would you like to stay for dinner?"
Upon hearing this, the Daoist Master blushed.
But a self-righteous expression appeared on that suffering face.
He clasped his hands together, sighed deeply, and said naturally.
"Sigh... We're already here."
"It's not easy for us to travel all the way from the West."
"Now that we've come all this way to Kunlun Mountain, we should at least go and find the Three Pure Ones."
"How about we get some rare and precious materials, or some innate magical treasures, before we leave?"
Zhunti nodded repeatedly from the side.
He echoed this statement with righteous indignation.
"Exactly!"
"After all, the West is poor!"
"How can we revitalize the West without soliciting donations?"
"Nephew, you go ahead with your work. We'll go take a look around Yuxu Palace and Bajing Palace."
"Let's see if you two senior brothers have any unwanted scrap metal at home..."
Having said that, the two Western Saints skillfully rode on auspicious clouds.
He went begging for alms in the direction of the Sanqing's treasure vault, knowing the way well.
Looking at the two of them, their backs were extremely shameless.
Zhao Gongming stood there, his forehead covered in black lines, cold sweat pouring down his face.
After a long while, he finally gave a thumbs up and exclaimed sincerely.
"Since we're already here..."
"Truly worthy of being called the Two Saints of the West!"
"This is absolutely the most fitting episode for the characters in the entire primordial era!"
They saw off those two Western deadbeats who had already come all this way.
Zhao Gongming lay back down in the rocking chair.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
"The Great Tribulation of Journey to the West..."
Zhao Gongming stroked his chin.
He silently began to plan in his mind.
"The distance from when that monkey jumped out of the crack in the rock."
"There's definitely still a long way to go."
"I have plenty of time; enough time for me to do many things."
"A large batch of abstract weapons, enough to overturn the Three Realms, has been forged!"
However, one must be strong to succeed.
"He's always sending cheat codes to other people."
"It's time for me to get a promotion too."
Zhao Gongming had a sudden thought.
The layers of formations that directly sealed off the cave dwelling were now completely sealed off.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the secret room.
I unleashed all the incredible rewards the system had given me over the past few days!
The five elements of primordial chaos, primordial chaos energy, and the essence and blood of numerous primordial chaos gods and demons...
Of course, the most crucial one.
It is that primordial treasure that exudes endless primordial energy.
Thirty-six Grades of Creation Green Lotus!
"The peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm has been reached."
"Today, I will sever my good corpse and attain quasi-sainthood!"
Zhao Gongming took a deep breath.
It frantically absorbed the top-tier natural treasures around it.
Rumble!
It was as if billions of universes were being created and destroyed within his body.
The terrifying magical power washed over his limbs and bones like a tsunami.
"cut!"
Accompanied by a soft shout that struck straight to the soul.
Zhao Gongming used the thirty-six varieties of the Creation Lotus as a metaphor.
He forcefully severed his own benevolent corpse!
In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled, and the Great Dao resonated!
A vast pressure belonging to the early stage of Quasi-Saint.
Centered on Kunlun Mountain, it swept across the entire primordial world!
……
Meanwhile, in the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.
A fierce tug-of-war, comparable to the frantic struggle of middle-aged women at a local market for cabbage, is unfolding.
"Let go!"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable tightly gripped a loosely draped garment.
A top-grade acquired spiritual treasure with dazzling brilliance.
The veins on his forehead were bulging.
He roared at the shameless bald man in front of him.
"Zhunti, you shameless bastard!"
"This was just painstakingly crafted by me!"
"I haven't even warmed up to it yet."
"You just asked for it and said you'd take it?!"
The Taoist Zhunti held the other end of the jade ruyi tightly with both hands.
I was practically hanging up there.
His suffering face was filled with flattery and grievance, and he refused to let go no matter what.
"Oh dear, Second Brother, Second Senior Brother!"
"Just think of it as helping the poor!"
"Consider it a contribution to Western religion!"
"Our West is poor, our ley lines are severed, we don't even have a decent treasure to protect our religion!"
"Senior brother, your family is so wealthy and powerful, even a single hair on your leg is thicker than my Western thigh!"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable was so angry that he trembled all over.
"You, a saint, have no shame whatsoever?!"
Zhunti shouted confidently.
"You can't eat your face!"
"As long as it can revitalize the West."
"Forget about saving face, I'd even call you grandpa!"
Beside him are Lao Tzu, the Master of Tongtian, and the Guide of the Dao.
And the old ancestor Hongyun who came to visit.
Four people were sitting in a row, each holding a teacup.
They watched this saintly tug-of-war competition with great interest.
In a very inconspicuous corner of the main hall.
Hongyun's newly accepted apprentice is Yuan Hong, a gibbon.
They were huddled together, shivering.
He hugged his knees with both hands, wishing he could bury himself in the ground.
Yuan Hong swallowed.
Cold sweat soaked through the monkey's fur, and he roared inwardly.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"
"What did I just see?!"
"A sage, high and mighty, is throwing a tantrum here over a magical artifact?!"
"I've seen dirt on the saint!"
"Oh no, oh no, knowing too much means you'll die quickly!"
"Am I going to be silenced by the saint in a moment?"
"Were they planted in the ground as fertilizer, like ginseng fruit?!"
Just as Yuan Hong was frantically imagining a hundred ways he could die.
boom!!!
A vast, boundless, and extremely pure quasi-saintly pressure.
Suddenly, it swept in from afar and instantly rushed into the Jade Void Palace!