Chapter 68 Twelve-winged Golden Cicada

Just because other people are envious, it doesn’t mean that Yuanshi Tianzun is also envious.

Looking at the bloody and murderous Minghe, Yuanshi Tianzun said disdainfully: "No wonder I always feel that someone is spying in the void. I originally thought it was some low-class person, but I didn't expect it to be the Lord of the Filthy Blood Sea. Since he is a great god, why does he have to be so secretive and use such low-class means?"

It has to be said that Yuanshi Tianzun's eloquence is one of the best in the entire prehistoric world. Even someone like Hengming, who has experienced the information explosion of later generations, is a little tongue-tied when facing Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun not only despises those who are born from eggs and covered with fur and armor, he also despises people like Minghe who like to peek, so he speaks without mercy now.

However, Minghe was deep in thought and did not take these words to heart. He sat on the red lotus of karma fire and said, "Greetings to all the Taoist friends present. I am Minghe, the lord of the filthy blood sea."

Hearing that Styx admitted that he was the lord of the filthy sea of ​​blood, some gods couldn't help but frown.

Pangu was perfect, so naturally he did not leave any filthy land, but Honghuang was not Pangu. Although it was created by Pangu, it gave birth to countless living beings. Those with higher cultivation were fine, but those with weaker cultivation could not avoid eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and excreting filth.

Pangu had anticipated this, and in order to relieve the pressure of the ancient world, he used his own navel to transform into a place to contain the filth of the ancient world, that is, a filthy sea of ​​blood.

They are inherently sacred and pure, and it is difficult for any filth to taint their essence, but the filthy sea of ​​blood is one of them. Therefore, the Styx, the lord of the filthy sea of ​​blood, is subconsciously disliked by them.

Minghe was no longer surprised by these looks, and simply said, "There are four spiritual treasures produced by this banana tree. The reason why you three parties are arguing endlessly is because of who should take the extra ones. I was originally planning to leave, but Taoist Yuanshi Tianzun once said that the spiritual treasures should be divided based on fate, which made me stop. In this case, why don't I join in?"

Seeing that Minghe also wanted to get a share of the spiritual treasure, Yuanshi Tianzun subconsciously took a step forward and wanted to say something, but Minghe's words and expressions were all in line with what he had said before, leaving him helpless.

In the end, Yuanshi Tianzun could only snort coldly and acquiesce to this matter.

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other, and Di Jun finally said something to the three Taiyin goddesses. Wangshu frowned, but Changxi and Xihe nodded first. Wangshu had no choice but to nod in agreement.

The other two parties all agreed, so Heng Ming and his men naturally didn't mind.

For Hengming, if these four fans were combined into the Four Symbols Creation Fan, he might still have some interest in competing for it, but now they are separated and become a simple top-grade innate spiritual treasure, so he naturally has no interest in it.

He already has two top-grade innate spiritual treasures. One is a Feng Shui compass of similar nature, and the other is a judge's pen that will be of great use in the future. Either one is better than this fan, so it is normal for him to lack interest.

Hengming's current mentality is that it doesn't matter if there is one or not. Nuwa does have some ideas, but she didn't get any connection from this spiritual root. She felt that she had no chance and her hope was slim.

Bixia Yuanjun had been staring at the Earth Leaf from the beginning, with a hint of desire in her eyes. If this was the Earth Leaf, Bixia Yuanjun would not be so eager for it, but this was a spiritual treasure that represented the laws of the earth, and Bixia Yuanjun could not help but desire it.

Heng Ming saw this and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Bixia Yuanjun is the only one present who practices the laws of the Great Dao of the Earth. The Earth Leaf is destined to be with you, so there is no need to act like this."

Nuwa also covered her mouth and smiled gently.

The laughter startled Bixia Yuanjun, who then woke up as if from a dream. She said a little embarrassedly, "I am sorry to have made you two Taoist friends laugh."

Nuwa also smiled and said, "If I were to encounter a magical treasure created by nature, I would probably be in the same state as yours." Just as a few people were talking to each other, the banana tree that was almost withered suddenly shook, and four-colored divine light shone brightly. The four great laws of earth, water, fire and wind descended from the sky, gathered together, and finally slowly merged into the four leaves on the banana tree.

Everyone present was cheered up, knowing that the banana tree was about to mature. Sure enough, the tremor of the banana tree was like its last struggle. With the prosperity of the four-colored divine light, the banana tree began to gradually turn into ashes and finally dissipated.

The four leaves suddenly turned into a magical fan, and they gathered together instinctively, wanting to merge into one and become a complete self.

But how could the gods present tolerate such a thing to happen? Although a top-grade innate spiritual treasure is good, it will cause a war, and ultimately the gain will outweigh the loss. It would be better to transform it into four top-grade innate spiritual treasures, so that everyone can have a share, and there is still a chance to transform it into a perfect one in the future.

Four fans of different colors wailed, but under the pull of countless divine lights, they still followed their instincts and flew into the arms of certain gods like young swallows returning to their nests.

Bixia Yuanjun stared at the khaki fan and was delighted to see it slowly flying towards her. Hengming and Nuwa came to protect her. They had also tried to pull other fans but unfortunately they were unsuccessful. Fortunately, they were mentally prepared and were not heartbroken.

Just as Bixia Yuanjun was about to get the fan, a dirty light flashed out of nowhere, and the sound of countless insects flapping their wings was heard, and they all rushed towards the fan.

"Be bold!"

How could Bixia Yuanjun tolerate someone snatching food from a tiger's mouth? Her pretty face turned angry, and countless ochre-colored divine lights entangled in the air, transforming into countless mountains and rivers and veins that pressed down, turning countless insects into a pool of dirty blood.

A golden cicada with twelve wings flew out, fluttering over countless mountains and rivers, and then pounced on the fan.

This golden cicada was extremely fast, even able to surpass the speed of traveling through space. Even Bixia Yuanjun was caught off guard. At this moment, a big hand suddenly blocked the golden cicada and gently pinched it. Even though the golden cicada kept screaming and emitting sharp golden light, it could not do anything to the big hand.

Bixia Yuanjun also quickly put away the fan and then looked at the mastermind behind the scenes.

Hengming held the golden cicada tightly, feeling a little surprised.

"Twelve-winged golden cicada? Isn't this the original form of Tang Monk's previous life, Golden Cicada?"

It is said that Jin Chanzi was a great disciple of Tathagata Buddha. During a Buddhist lecture at the Great Leiyin Temple, Tathagata preached the Dharma. Countless Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Galatians in the heavens revealed their true forms and listened to the Dharma. Even some Buddhas listened attentively.

However, as a senior disciple of Tathagata Buddha, Jin Chanzi not only did not listen to the Dharma carefully, but fell asleep instead, which angered Tathagata. Finally, he was thrown into reincarnation by Tathagata and became Tang Monk, one of the protagonists of Journey to the West in the future.

Looking at this ferocious twelve-winged golden cicada, Heng Ming could not associate him with the talkative Tang Monk in the future.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. This golden cicada is not that golden cicada. That's fine. I'll keep him for a while. Maybe he can give me a small surprise."

Hengming made up his mind and took the golden cicada into the Island of Destiny.

Bixia Yuanjun had no objection. She thought it was just an ordinary prehistoric alien species with innate supernatural powers that was relying on instinct to try to steal the treasure.

(End of this chapter)