novelpro Chapter 153 Three Vessels of Heavenly Demon Palace: Heavenly Demon Lord, Demon Buddha, Eight-faced G
Chapter 153 Three Vessels of Heavenly Demon Palace: Heavenly Demon Lord, Demon Buddha, Eight-faced G
Tianzhou.
Heavenly Demon Palace.
In the main hall, several terrifying auras spread from the depths.
Many disciples and Dharma protectors of the Tianmo Palace prostrated themselves on the ground in horror.
The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon, sits upright on the main hall.
Below, the elder Yuanshen who was in charge of guarding the Soul Lamp Hall knelt on the ground with sweat dripping from his nose.
"In this way, Mofeng, Moyu and Wutian are indeed dead?" Sky Demon Lord's voice was low, unable to detect any emotion or anger.
"Return... to report to Palace Master, the Yuanshen soul lamps of Mofeng, Moyu and Shengzi are indeed...really extinguished." After the elder Yuanshen finished speaking, he quickly kowtowed to the ground, not daring to look up.
"Amitabha, it seems that the news from Zhongzhou is true."
On the left side of the demon master, a monk wearing a black cassock, male and female, with a dark light hidden behind his head spoke slowly.
Its face is benevolent and its temperament is peaceful. Anyone who sees it will praise the great virtuous monk.
But those who really know their identity will know how outrageous their mistakes are.
This monk is the Demon Buddha Bo Xun from the Demon Buddha lineage of the Heavenly Demon Palace!
As the head of the Ten Demonic Sects, the Heavenly Demon Palace can be divided into three lines of inheritance.
The palace lord, the Heavenly Demon Lord, all come from the lineage of the Great Zizai Heavenly Demon.
As his direct disciple, Wutian possesses the overlord body of the Heavenly Demon, so he is naturally the undisputed first son of the Heavenly Demon Palace.
And the little monk Wuxin who died at the hands of Zhong Changsheng before could barely be counted as the holy son of the Demon Buddha lineage.
It's just that there are so many arhats under Mofo Boxun's seat, and Wuxin can't even rank in the top ten.
In addition, on the right side of the demon lord, there is another figure sitting on a precious chair like Bo Xun.
His figure was hidden in a black robe, and his appearance and figure could not be seen clearly at all.
Even if you look closely, it looks like a cloud of pitch-black mist, entangled in the black robe.
He is the last lineage of the three lineages of the Heavenly Demon Palace——
Eight-faced God!
In the Heavenly Demon Palace, the names of the masters of each generation and branch will be automatically erased, leaving only the title.
Therefore, the titles of Demon Lord, Demon Buddha Bo Xun and Eight-faced God have continued since tens of thousands of years ago.
Below the three of them, there are many Yuanshen elders standing in the three veins.
These people were not as frightened as those disciples, they were already making a fuss at this moment.
"Dare to kill the first holy son of the Heavenly Demon Palace, this Dazhou is too disrespectful to my Heavenly Demon Palace!" An elder's devilish energy surged wildly, with killing intent on his face.
"This time, we will definitely ask the Great Zhou court to give us an explanation!"
Another Yuanshen elder snorted coldly: "What do you want to explain! If you want me to say, just ask the protector to retaliate by slaughtering a hundred cities!"
"Stupid!" An elder with a thick beard scolded: "If you really do this, Da Zhou will definitely invite those old monsters who suppressed the fate of the country. Do you want my Heavenly Demon Palace to shrink back for thousands of years?!"
"Then beat the head of the General Department of Dazhou Zhou, and let Dazhou know how powerful my Heavenly Demon Palace is!"
"No, no!"
Another skinny elder stepped forward to dissuade him:
"Although the four divisions are nothing, they are the face of Da Zhou after all."
"What's more, among the four divisions, there are also martial arts giants who have proved Taoism and longevity."
"Especially the Heavenly Prison Secretary, whose background is even more unfathomable."
"It really pissed them off. My Heavenly Demon Palace may not be able to get any benefits."
As he said that, the Yuanshen elder looked around and said in a calm tone: "What's more, the Holy Son may not have been killed by the people of the Great Zhou."
As soon as this remark came out, many elders scolded one after another: "The holy son died in Qingming Mountain, only a few hundred miles away from Vientiane City. Who is it that is not Da Zhou's hand?!"
"That's right, there are two Dharma guardian elders, Mofeng and Moyu, beside the Holy Son, and there is also the [Ten Thousand Miles No Trace Talisman] bestowed by the Palace Master in his hand. Back!"
"Don't you want to say that there is a Faxiang Dazun who ran under Da Zhou's nose and killed my Wutian Son?!"
"You are talking nonsense!"
The emaciated Elder Yuanshen was not worried, but said indifferently: "Everyone, remember that Qin Ge, the disciple of the Blood Sacred Sect Zhu Laomo, died in the hands of the Heavenly Prisoner not long ago."
"Calculating the time, the incarnation of the blood god head teacher has almost arrived in Vientiane City!"
As soon as this remark came out, an elder frowned and said with some hesitation:
"You mean..."
"Hehe, that's right!"
The skinny elder said coldly: "Perhaps, the person was not killed by the four major divisions at all!"
"No way, someone wants to borrow a knife to kill people, deliberately causing a fight between my Heavenly Demon Palace and Da Zhou, so that he can reap the benefits of a fisherman!"
"impossible!"
At this time, another burly elder stood up and retorted: "Huh! Although my ten major demon sects have differences, they have always been in harmony with the outside world. Besides, how dare a mere Blood Sacred Sect use my Heavenly Demon Palace?" Cut!"
"Give him Zhu Fangsheng ten courages, and he will not dare to attack my Son of Heavenly Demon Palace!"
Hearing this, the skinny elder sneered: "Heh, the top ten demon sects are connected with each other? Demon Mountain, thanks to you, you can say such stupid things? And, wish Fang Sheng can ascend to the throne of the blood god leader, are you really mad?" Do you think he is someone easy to get along with?"
Mo Shan was choked when he heard the words, but immediately glared and said angrily: "Mo Lan, you can't find death!"
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The skinny old man was also not to be outdone.
At this moment, a monk in black robe said with a smile: "Brother Molan is right. The top ten demon sects have their own thoughts, and the same spirit is just superficial. Then Zhu Fangsheng is indeed not easy to get along with."
After speaking, he looked at Mo Lan again, and said with a smile: "However, brother Mo Lan, you said that the blood sacred sect killed him, but I don't agree with it."
"Why do you see that?" Mo Lan's attitude towards the black-robed monk improved a lot.
The black-robed monk smiled and said, "Hehe, it's very simple."
"At least, when Wuxin died, the incarnation of the blood god head teacher had just set foot in Zhongzhou, so Wuxin must not have killed him."
"Furthermore, according to the informant, the person who killed Wutian did not use the methods of the Blood Sacred Sect, but rather the method of body refining similar to that of the Great Sacred Sect."
"I suspect that the murderer who may have killed Wutian and Wuxin is the same person who killed the holy son of the Blood Holy Sect!"
"The most suspected one was undoubtedly the Department of the General Department on Thursday."
As soon as this remark came out, Mo Lan was silent, and Mo Shan snorted angrily: "Humph! If this revenge is not avenged, how will our Heavenly Demon Palace gain a foothold in Kyushu in the future!"
"Don't rush in!"
At this time, another elder frowned and said: "Even if the person was killed by the four major ministers, this matter needs to be carefully considered!"
"The one who died was Wutian Shengzi! Could it be that Da Zhou is allowed to stand on the head of my Heavenly Demon Palace and shit?" Mo Shan said coldly.
"Hehe, revenge is naturally necessary, just choose an appropriate time!"
"My Heavenly Demon Palace is the head of the top ten demon sects, representing the entire Kyushu demon gates!"
"Especially when the Blood Sacred Sect has already taken action, if we take action against the four major divisions, it will be tantamount to tearing the face of the entire Demon Sect and Da Zhou!"
"May I ask, are you ready for an all-out war with the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
For a while, many elders fell silent.
It was the eight-faced god wrapped in a black robe who broke the silence.
His deep voice slowly echoed in the hall.
"The majesty of the Heavenly Demon Palace must not be offended. Whoever kills my Son of the Heavenly Demon Palace will die!"
As soon as the loud voice fell to the ground, another soft female voice spoke slowly from within the large black robe: "The time is not up, so don't act rashly!"
The people present seemed to be accustomed to the inconsistent speech of the eight-faced god, and did not express anything.
On the contrary, Bo Xun, the demon Buddha in black cassock, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and said, "Amitabha, no matter what, this matter must be settled."
"Let me go to Zhongzhou to have a look."
After speaking, seeing that the Demon Lord did not express anything, Bo Xun nodded slightly, and was about to leave.
Above the main hall, suddenly a coercion like the sky poured down.
Mofo Boxun, who was as strong as the pinnacle of Dharma, had to bow his head respectfully under such terrifying pressure.
Not far away, the eight-faced god hidden in the black robe was also slightly stiff.
Only the Heavenly Demon Lord sitting at the top of the table did not change his face, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he did not say a word.
Not long after, an old voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"Within a hundred years, the land of ascension will appear in the world, and the three veins of the heavenly demons will not cause any trouble."
"Follow the law!"
In the main hall, except for the Heavenly Demon Lord, Demon Buddha Bo Xun and Eight-faced God, all the people knelt on one knee, Shan Hu obeyed.
In the next moment, the overwhelming coercion faded away like a tide, and many elders in the hall also stood up.
"Humph!"
Under the black robe, the eight-faced god's voice changed again, and it sounded like a male voice who was a bit arrogant and cynical:
"A group of immortals who are nearing the end of their lifespan, relying on the legendary ascension ground to ascend to the heavens and prolong their lifespan. It's just wishful thinking! Is there any..."
"Silence!"
The Demon Lord let out a low cry, frowned and said, "Don't be disrespectful to the Supreme Elder!"
The eight-faced god wrapped in a black robe shook his body nonchalantly, spread his hands, and said casually: "Okay, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say!"