Chapter 95: Blessings and Disasters

Chu Tai cast a spell to light up thousands of lights, dispel the foul and evil spirits everywhere, and suppress the disaster.

Mu Jing, Cui Huang, Zheng Yang, Mo Hong and Chang Pu also helped, each using their magical powers to help expand Chu Tai's power and influence.

It is unclear how the entire ceremony works in detail, but Taoist Zhengyang, who has seen its effectiveness, took out his own protective treasure, the Sanyang Mingxin Lantern, and treated it as a lantern, adding it into the ceremony in the simplest, least effective, and least likely to cause negative effects.

And in this night when the lights were getting brighter and brighter, on a mountain peak in the State of Chu, five masked men cast their eyes.

"What a beautiful child. Unfortunately, the traces of immortality are too strong. If these impure powers can be erased, he may have a chance to inherit Da Nuo and inherit us..."

The pattern on the mask resembles the Green Emperor, and the old man's eyes look through the light and fall on Chu Tai, expressing his love for him.

Then, the man wearing the Green Emperor mask asked the man wearing the Red Emperor mask next to him: "Dan Zhuzhu, how is the little guy you're concerned about?"

"What do you think? You are a guy who only knows how to fight hard, but you are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything."

There was fire flowing around the Danqiu Pearl, as if it was angry.

"Rising his life? Will it work? Even if he turns into a butterfly and changes from the Hanba Dao Fruit to the Disaster Dao Fruit, he is no longer an insect in your eyes? Are you really angry for him?"

Yu Zi, who was wearing the Black Emperor's mask, spoke with a cold tone, and seemed unable to understand Dan Zhu's anger.

“The weak have value in existence, and the weak are even more worthy of recognition under the protection of the strong.”

"There are many ways to achieve the Dao Fruit of Disaster. Why choose to destroy a country? Now, all the cultivators in the entire Chu State have become his demonic calamity."

"Even the little fellow that Kaiyang Qingni has a crush on will still hate us."

The man wearing the Red Emperor mask had a cold voice and seemed very unhappy. When he said the last sentence, he looked at the man wearing the Green Emperor mask.

Ming Shiliu, who was wearing the White Emperor mask, spoke up: "It's good this way. The Chu cultivators are attracted by fate and pull outsiders in. The five scattered people will gather here. If there are any accomplished ones, maybe they can give us some pointers? Or maybe we can just swallow them up directly?"

"I'm afraid that the five of them will cause more trouble. The fellow named Cang Xuan has a good relationship with Taoist Xun Ling from the East China Sea. If the eight of them are dragged into the water, it will be troublesome for the five of us to deal with them."

Kaiyang Qing looked towards the east, the Qingdi patterns on the mask changed, some Xunfeng patterns emerged, and a breeze blew, as if sensing something.

As the wind grew stronger, a ray of yellow light emerged, and Hong Ying, wearing a mask that looked like that of the Yellow Emperor, looked over.

"The ones who took action this time are Jianlao, Bodhi, Sun Palace, Moon Palace, Suojie and Yama. Our job is to see if Hanba can succeed. It is better to avoid doing anything else. Don't cause trouble for Nuozhu, as many people are watching him now."

“That’s right. Ever since Jun Mo continued the ancient Saint King Way and transformed it into the Demon Way, people like us who inherited the ancient way have been feared. After all, we are the latecomers who picked up the spoils of the mutual loss between us and the Saint King Way... hehe…”

The pattern of the Green Emperor on Kaiyangqing's mask changed, appearing to be both angry and smiling. The surrounding vegetation immediately began a cycle of growing, withering, and sprouting.

In this change, some spiritual lights were affected by the fires in various parts of Chu State, and some of them were led away and integrated into the land of Chu State, suppressing many problems that were about to explode. Such a large-scale change naturally attracted the attention of Hanba, one of the driving forces behind many disasters in Chu State.

Under a land in the south of the State of Chu, in a deep cave, there were waves of sounds that sounded like crying, but not crying, and laughing, but not laughing constantly echoing. The source of the sounds was groups of flowing black magma.

As the lights flickered, the originally slowly flowing magma accelerated a little, and the scarlet hot liquid inside broke through the dark surface, like a crack.

"who is it?"

In the magma, the tall Hanba raised his head and crawled out of the magma step by step. Charred flames were flowing on his body, and wisps of dark calamity, disaster and misfortune continued to overflow, burning out clusters of thick black smoke in the flames.

But as Hanba walked out, bits of golden flames appeared on his body, representing blessings and hopes.

The blessing power that was completely different from his own disaster flowed over the land of Chu, seriously affecting his absorption of the disaster power on this land, and even interfering with his layout for the entire Chu State.

"A little happiness and hope are the best seasonings in a disaster, but too much seasoning will ruin the final product. Hmm, is the smell of this wind from the disciples who escaped from Huifeng Valley?"

"But it's good this way. Now the whole Chu State is brightly lit, and the blessing is surging in the sky, which can block the sight of many people. At this time, the disaster demon will attract the attention of others."

Hanba looked up into the sky, his mind moved, and he shook the earth's veins. The aura of disaster and calamity hidden in many places in the land of Chu State erupted one after another.

Huifeng Valley collapsed, and the strong wind flowing inside began to gush outward. Most of the monks practicing inside were crushed into minced meat by the wind, and then were swallowed up by the "survivors" along with the strong wind, thus forging their identities as disaster demons.

In a small town, flames suddenly rose and tens of thousands of people turned into charcoal in the flames. The monks who were originally guarding this place laughed while holding magic weapons. The originally pure magic power became hot and chaotic, and he became a disaster demon in the flames.

In addition, there are also situations such as plagues, floods, landslides, etc., in each of which there are people who are dying soon. The side door monks who have no chance to practice the orthodox Dharma choose to use the way of disasters to achieve the sixth level of realm and prolong their lives.

The practice of these monks abandoning the orthodox way of practice and turning to the disaster system has invisibly disrupted the original prayer ceremony.

So, others might not have been clear, but Chu Tai was the first one to notice that something was wrong.

Chu Tai, whose expression suddenly changed, reached out to hold Fei Fei, to keep the ceremony going normally. He also used the power of the magic umbrella and the power of the jade characters in the heavenly book that Fei Fei mastered to stir up the customs in various parts of the Chu State and suppress the rising aura of calamity and disaster.

At the same time, the corresponding information will be passed on to fellow practitioners to help them determine the location of the corresponding disaster.

Mu Jing, Cui Huang and others, who were originally happy that Chu Tai suppressed the spread of the aura of disaster in various places, changed their expressions at the same time.

Taoist Zhengyang put away the Sanyang Mingxin Lantern, picked up the nine-story golden exquisite pagoda, and turned into a flame, flying towards the nearest place where the disaster demon was born.

Before reaching the destination, Zhengyang saw flames reaching the sky. Looking carefully, he saw an old woman standing in the wildfire. She was wearing a fire outfit and holding a fire staff. Thick smoke billowed around her feet and flames gathered, vaguely forming the shape of a fire sheep.

When she saw Taoist Zhengyang, the old woman's face changed and she immediately disappeared into the forest fire.

(End of this chapter)

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