Chapter 297: Bitterness
After speaking, regardless of whether the rotten wood understood or not, Wu Lingjun gave him a ban and trapped him near the reincarnation well, but deliberately limited the distance, so that he could no longer use his hands and feet on the reincarnation well.
Such a ban was naturally made after careful consideration.
Although half of the decaying gods have fallen, the godhead is still there, which means that heaven and earth still recognize him as a god, and he doubts that the rotten wood can survive and hide in the reincarnation well unharmed, which is inseparable from the way of heaven.
He didn't have the right to question the Heavenly Dao, he could only say that the current decaying god Rotten Wood was estimated to have a use value for the Heavenly Dao, so Wu Lingjun couldn't treat him too harshly.
The ban he set would not restrict Rottenwood's movements, which meant that he could now openly borrow the Yin Qi and Life Force of the Samsara Well to restore his divine power and vitality.
Wu Lingjun is not afraid of what amazing moves he will make after he has divine power, everything is stared at by those eyes in the sky, since he will let the declining god live, he will not ignore it.
Therefore, the things that decay the gods do not matter.
In this way, the decaying god Rotten Wood was detained in the reincarnation well by Wu Lingjun, and in the name of repentance, he reflected on his mistakes, and at the same time imprisoned.
Back in the underworld, Tang Yuan was still sighing, he didn't expect the problem of the reincarnation well to be solved in this way, and the process of finding the five-color stones was more like a pre-set process, just waiting for the junior sister to find them.
As for why they didn't appear directly together in the hands of the little junior sister, eighty percent was because of the need to counteract cause and effect.
Ya Yin was too, thinking of the process of finding the five-color stone, he couldn't help but laugh a little, and asked Jiang Qingyu with concern: "Does your head still hurt, do you need to take medicine?" ”
Speaking of this, the corners of Jiang Qingyu's mouth twitched, and replied: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”
At that time, the moment the five-colored stone fell from the tree on her head, she never expected it, and even because it was smashed, she almost grabbed the culprit with her backhand and threw it out.
Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself.
Shizun Wu Lingjun disappeared after coming out of the reincarnation well, and if he didn't let people find it, then Jiang Qingyu and the others would definitely not find it.
For example, now, Wu Lingjun has occupied the territory of Di Ting's pranayama.
"Qingheng !!!"
The resentful Di Ting stood outside the door of his divine beast dwelling, his hooves digging the ground from time to time, exuding resentment.
The divine beast was inside, and after Wu Lingjun heard the "such" noise, he closed his eyelashes and frowned, and with a flick of his fingertips, a soundproof enchantment fell, and no matter how much the ghost cried wolf howls outside, a sound came into his ears, and he was counted as a dignified divine beast Bai Ze lost!
To be honest, he is a bit of a face-saving suspect.
His origin power was originally divided into a part to suppress the demon seal, but fortunately, after the little apprentice strengthened the seal, he was able to relax.
But the source power that was taken to suppress the seal followed up the flesh and bones of the dog's mouth, and it was impossible to come back, so his origin power was already recovering.
Now, it was unexpectedly for him to be alive with the decaying god Rotten Wood, and as one of the helpers, Heavenly Dao didn't even give him the right to know.
It is said that after the decaying god Rotten Wood was killed by the sword of the God of War, the gods witnessed the destruction of the gods, but they inexplicably survived this matter, among which there was no Heavenly Dao intervention, and he Wu Lingjun was the first to not believe it!
Wu Lingjun scolded in his heart, and for a while, distracting thoughts filled his mind, his blood surged, and his throat was fishy.
He quickly put aside the messy thoughts in his heart and devoted himself to pranayama.
In the final analysis, he is still conceited, thinking that the decaying god Rotten Wood is a paper tiger, in fact, no matter how the paper tiger is, he is also a tiger, although he can't bite, but it's scary, isn't it?
Outside the door, Di listened to the scolding for a long time, and screamed for a long time, his saliva was dry, and he saw that Wu Lingjun was determined to camp in his small nest, and his face was wrinkled with sorrow.
Its nest is small and cramped, and it is too late to dislike it, but Wu Lingjun likes it.
But now it's okay, the owner of its dignified beast dwelling has lost its lord's rights, and it doesn't even dislike it, it seems that it can only go to the underworld to hang around and see if the master can kindly take it in for two nights.
But eighty percent of it will not work, and Di Ting's two ears drooped, as if he had a premonition of being driven out.
Hum! The hateful Bai Ze Qingheng, no, he has changed his name now, and his name is Wu Lingjun!
Well, heh! The hateful Bai Zewu Lingjun, thinking that he is a beast god, enslaves himself! Woowoo......
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Wu Lingjun was in retreat for seven days in the Divine Beast Residence, and when he came out, Di Ting was lazily basking in the moon at the door of the Divine Beast Residence, and after seeing him come out, he reminded: "Your little apprentice has gone to Danyue in Beizhou~ Now, he should have lived in the city." ”
Di listened to the big eyes of the copper bell and swept his eyes Wu Lingjun, his teeth were a little itchy, and he was angry with it, it was seven days, and it was outside for seven days!!
The wind blows the moon! The scales on his back are all dry and cracked!!
The masters of the underworld all disliked it for grinding its teeth and snoring and traveling at night, and refused to let it live together, only Wu Lingjun's little apprentice gave it a way, and gave himself a house that could be moved, the little girl called the house villa, the house is very large, and it has become the largest and can't sit down.
Every night for the past seven days, it dragged the villa to live in the flower sea on the other side of the ghost gate, and found that living in the flower field on the other side is free and wide, and the vision is broad, and you can also meet a few ghosts who are not afraid of death and are afraid of death at night.
Ha ha!
The ghost newspaper group on Huangquan Road trembled: Don't believe it, there is a big guy on Huangquan Road recently, and it is particularly scary every night, not only can you hear its roar, but also hear the sound of it chewing the ghosts, and the screams of the ghosts! It's scary!!
Di Ting has decided, no matter whether Bai Ze returns its Divine Beast Dwelling or not, it will often go to Huangquan Road in the future, not only can you see the good scenery, but also eat a buffet, which is simply enjoyable!
The ghost of Huangquan Road: Ah!! Don't come here!!
As a result, it can be seen with the naked eye that the order on Huangquan Road has improved a lot recently, and the number of sinful ghosts and ghosts has plummeted!
The ghost judges and impermanence on duty on the eighteenth floor of hell are all happy to die! They don't know the inside story, they just think that now the cultivation realm is twisted up because of the affairs of the demon clan, and they don't have time to do anything to kill people and set fires, seek revenge and kidnapping.
If there is less of this, there will be less resentment, and if there is no resentment, there will be fewer ghosts, and if there are fewer ghosts, they will be able to have fewer guards, a good thing! That's a good thing!
Their errand is said to be drudgery and not bitter, but to see a few ghosts being punished or something, but if the ghosts escape, then they will be more responsible, so they don't dare to touch the fish if they want to, and they don't dare to touch the fish if they can.
Thinking about it this way, alas, it is indeed bitter.
(End of chapter)