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Chapter 127: Dragon Lives and Phoenix Courage! Conference Discussion! Zhunti Falls!

Yaochi Conference.

With the arrival of Queen Mother, the conference began.

One by one, the fairies from the Yao Chi offered more delicacies and fine wines, and even dragon liver and phoenix gall were placed in front of Lu Ming.

“Delicious, delicious...”

Little Qinglong was eating non-stop.

Lu Ming looked at him in shock.

Aren’t you Dragon Ball? Are you eating dragon liver and phoenix gall so happily?

Although he was shocked, Lu Ming still picked up a piece of dragon liver and put it into his mouth. It melted in his mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance on his teeth and cheeks.

At this time, the fairy from Yao Chi came forward again and filled a cup of nectar for Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was surprised that he got drunk without drinking anything.

Lu Ming was stunned when he saw the face of the Yaochi fairy who was pouring the wine. Although the fairy was beautiful, the most important thing was...

This fairy...why does she look like Chu Ling?

Before Lu Ming could be surprised for long, the fairy covered her mouth with a smile and flew away.

Lu Ming shook his head, thinking that he must have drunk too much.

Then raise your glass and taste this nectar!

As he drank cup after cup of delicious wine, Lu Ming gradually became tipsy and started playing finger-guessing games with the plague gods on both sides.

It didn't take long before Nezha and Li Jing arrived together!

Nezha looked radiant and in a good mood, but Li Jing looked listless and had dark circles under his eyes.

Nezha came directly to Lu Ming, sat down carelessly, raised his glass to thank Lu Ming.

"Hahaha, thank you, Brother Lu!"

Nezha raised his cup and drank it all, then joined the three people in the finger-guessing game.

After all the immortals had eaten and drunk their fill, they sat upright, looking at the high platform of the Yaochi, waiting for the main event.

Suddenly, on the high platform of Yaochi

The Queen Mother raised her glass and stood up to toast all the immortals.

"The Jade Emperor is in seclusion, so I am here on his behalf to offer this wine to all the immortals."

"I only hope that the heaven and earth will be clear and bright, and the Dharma Ending Age will finally come to an end."

Upon hearing this, all the immortals stood up, raised their glasses, and saluted the Queen Mother on the high platform, saying:

"Cheers to the Jade Emperor and the Empress!"

"I only wish that the heaven and earth will be clear and bright, and the Dharma Ending Age will finally come to an end!"

In the Yaochi, the voices of the immortals are melodious and profound, reaching up to the thirty-three heavens and even further to the heavens beyond the heavens, to be heard by the saints!

Wait until a glass of wine is drunk.

The immortals took their seats. The Queen Mother looked down and spoke in a low voice:

"Five thousand years ago, when we were in this world, the heaven and earth changed dramatically!"

"The sage's prediction is the end of heaven and earth."

"Since then, the spiritual energy of this world has begun to dry up, and the saints have fallen into a deep sleep."

"Until now, those who have achieved great accomplishments have all fallen one by one."

"Even the Heavenly Palace cannot escape the fate of annihilation."

Speaking of this, the Queen Mother's tone was obviously a little lonely. Perhaps she had already met the fate of everyone.

"Today, I invite all the immortals to come together to gather the talents of the three realms and find a way to fight against the end of the world!"

"I hope you will all work together to contribute to the common people of the Three Realms."

"The rest of us can die, but the living beings in the three realms cannot die."

“Even if the magical powers of the Three Realms no longer exist, there must be a method left to resist the invasion of the gods and demons from outer space.”

After saying this, he went to the Yaochi Lake.

The immortals were all silent. Everyone sighed and groaned, shaking their heads, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Queen Mother sighed slightly, as if she had already expected such a situation.

"Empress, how about we wake up the Taoist Patriarch and seek the method?" An immortal stood up and said.

The Queen Mother shook her head and refused:

"The Dao Ancestor and the Saints fell into deep sleep in order to slow down the speed of the Three Realms' Ending Dharma."

"Once Daozu wakes up, the destruction of the three realms will be imminent!"

Hearing this, all the immortals took a deep breath and looked at each other, but they couldn't think of a good solution.

"Why don't we take all the living beings in the three realms and escape from this world?" said another immortal.

"No, Honghuang is our home, how can we abandon it?"

"What if I don't give up? Are I going to wait for death?"

"Even if we give up and the Great Desolation is destroyed, our destiny is the same as that of the Great Desolation. If the Great Desolation is destroyed, we will also die!"

"..."

Many immortals began to speak out, some agreed and some refuted.

Suddenly, a ray of Buddha's light appeared in the sky.

when!

when!

when!

......

Buddhist bells rang from afar, as if coming from the west. Upon hearing the bells, all the immortals present stood up instantly, their faces stiff!

"The death of a saint!? Is it the saint from the West!?"

"The saints in the West have already fallen, how far can we be from them?!"

"Alas, my great calamity has arrived!"

"..."

At this moment, on the high platform of Yaochi, the Queen Mother made a magic gesture with her hands, and then she figured it out.

"It turned out to be... the Taoist Zhunti!"

The Queen Mother's face turned pale and she murmured.

Who is the Taoist Master Zhunti?

He is the oldest saint in the prehistoric times and of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones!

Now, the Taoist Master Zhunti has passed away.

So, can other saints be far behind...

The Queen Mother was terrified when she thought about it, and a feeling of powerlessness crept into her heart.

Afterwards, the other high-level immortals in heaven also calculated the death of Taoist Zhunti.

The news spread like wildfire, and everyone in Yao Chi knew about it in an instant.

For a time, Yaochi was no longer as peaceful and prosperous as before, but became gloomy and desolate.

"Master, Master, where exactly is the variable you are talking about..."

The Queen Mother said secretly with melancholy in her heart.

Five thousand years ago, before the Taoist Ancestor fell into deep sleep, he predicted through divination that the end of the world had arrived, but there would inevitably be changes!

[There are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from heaven, and one is hidden by man]!

Even if the world is about to end, there is still a glimmer of hope!

But they have been struggling for five thousand years, and this only variable has not appeared yet!

"My lord, I wonder if little Yao Chi can see you for the last time." The Queen Mother sighed.

Just when all the immortals were feeling gloomy and depressed, they were discussing ways to break the impasse.

Within the outer perimeter of Yaochi.

Lu Ming has become familiar with the two plague gods. It turns out that there is another plague god ahead of him. Just as Nezha left, they are short of one!

"Hey, aren't there four plague gods named Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter?" Lu Ming asked the four people while rubbing mahjong.

"Hey, you're talking about Lao Zhao! Lao Zhao changed his job and became a fortune-teller."

"That's right. We are also envious. But what can we do? Even though he used to be the eldest senior brother of Jiejiao's outer sect."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Lu Ming, we three are just short of one person. Are you interested in being the God of Autumn Plague?"

"........"

Lu Ming smiled and shook his head, but still refused the invitation to become the God of Autumn Plague.

The Spring Plague God Zhang Yuanbo sighed:

"Alas, I don't know how long we can live. Brother Lu, you might as well stop being the Autumn Plague God!"

"It's the end of the world. Everything is coming to an end."

"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the one with higher cultivation will die first. I don't know when it will be our turn." Xia Wen Liu Yuanda said happily.

"Hahaha, doesn't that mean I can play mahjong for a few more years? How great!" Dong Wen Zhong Shigui played mahjong repeatedly.

"..."

Only then did Lu Ming realize that he was actually on a mission!

"By the way, my three fellow Taoists, what exactly is the end of the world?" Lu Ming was puzzled.

Dong Wen Zhong Shigui explained: "Hey, it's just that God is not happy and wants to drag everyone down with him."

"One tube!"

"Go to hell, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been exhausted, and we will only be ordinary people from now on." Xia Wen Liu Yuanda retorted.

"Hongzhong!"

"Friend Lu, don't listen to them."

"The end of the world means that every world will experience catastrophe!"

“The process of the vitality of a world going from strong to weak and then to exhausted.”

“After drying up, it will become majestic again, thin, and dry up again…”

"Four!" said Zhang Yuanbo, the God of Spring Plague, sternly.

Lu Ming suddenly realized that it was the law of conservation of energy!

If you had said that earlier, I would have understood it, really.

"Nine barrels!"

Lu Ming casually played a nine-tube card.

"Nine tubes? Hahaha, I won!" Xia Wen Liu Yuanda laughed.

As soon as the cards were revealed, the three of them were speechless. What a joke!

Then the three of them began to take out rare fruits and settle their gambling money.

"So it's dried up, why are all the immortals so sad?" Lu Ming asked back.

"Because they will die." Xia Wen Liu Yuanda explained.

"Can immortals die too?" Lu Ming was surprised.

The Spring Plague God Zhang Yuanbo nodded seriously, "Because the spiritual energy is exhausted, the immortals also need to rely on spiritual energy to maintain themselves."

“Even though it will flourish again after drying up, these years…”

"It's not something that ordinary immortals can sustain, not even saints."

Xia Wen Liu Yuanda counted the rare and exotic fruits he had received, then took out one and placed it in front of Lu Ming.

"Just like this fruit, if it had spiritual energy, it could remain intact..."

"If there is no spiritual energy, it will probably wither in three to five days."

"That's the truth."

The other two plague gods nodded in unison and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Lu Ming was stunned, looking at the inconspicuous peach-like fruit in front of him, and said in a daze:

“Why not canned...”

"...it can be canned."

"Open it whenever you want..."

Hearing this, the three plague gods widened their eyes and looked at Lu Ming in silence.

Lu Ming was surprised and looked at the three people in front of him, not knowing what was going on.

At this moment, Xiao Qinglong pulled himself aside.

Lu Ming then realized that there were already hundreds of immortals watching nearby, all of them staring at Lu Ming with wide eyes.

All the immortals had only one question in their minds at this time.

"can?"

"...What is a can???"