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It was she who wronged Longji.
Long Ji has never seen the power of a saint's words to follow the law, how could he know that the simple word "shut up" can make the Jiufeng Dasha lose the ability to speak.
She was simply curious about the result of Chi You's going to hell.
This is also the purpose of her following here.
At this time, reminded by Bi Xiao, she didn't ask Jiufeng Dawu again, but asked those Wu clan warriors who were on duty.
Seeing that she came out of that day-by-day car, these witch warriors didn't have the guts to make things difficult for her even if they saw that she was just a little golden fairy, but it was impossible for them to be polite.
Although not all witches are rebellious, there are still six or seven out of ten.
The more tactful witch clan that seems to guard the ghost gate is almost a rare existence.
It took a long time for Long Ji to ask more than a dozen warriors of the Wu clan before he got the answer he wanted - Chi You rode an iron-eating beast into the underworld to ask the Great Witch of Nine Phoenixes, but the latter turned him away , one man and one beast forced their way into the underworld, and were arrested and sent to Wokyang Hell.
Hearing this news, Long Ji was dumbfounded, never expecting such a result.
This is completely different from what she imagined.
Chapter 346 If Xuan Chengzi helps, why worry about the West's unhappiness
The central part of Xiniu Hezhou is an endless desert.
Boundless yellow sand spreads across this boundless land, and even if you look for it with all your eyesight, you will not see a trace of greenery, gurgling water, or mottled mountains and forests.
The vast desert, the dead sea of sand.
Vigorous, quiet, desolate...
Barrenness is the theme here.
Wither is the only color here.
Right in the center of this boundless desert, half of the gray Mount Sumeru stands here.
Although it is only half of it, it is already so tall that it cannot be counted by common sense.
The stone wall, which has gradually become mottled and weathered under the erosion of wind and frost for endless years, still points high and high to the sky, as if it is still ambitious and still wants to compete for the name of the number one sacred mountain in the wild.
Above Mount Sumeru, beautiful worlds are looming.
In some worlds, the ground is covered with gold and jade, in some worlds, fine nectar and jade liquid converge into oceans, in some worlds, delicacies grow from trees, and are within reach...
In the center of the worlds that carry infinite beauty, there is a boundless and vast world.
Like a huge picture scroll stretched out, the vast and boundless climate in this great world is mild, without changes in four seasons, cold, heat, and rain. It is always so cool and comfortable, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.
This is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Only the most devout Western sects and believers are qualified to come to this vast world, and they can enjoy bliss from then on, without worries and worries.
At this moment, an auspicious cloud flew to the depths of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
A group of Western religion disciples stood above the auspicious clouds.
The two standing in the front are the pharmacist and Maitreya of the Western teaching, followed by Dashizhi, Yue, Jinnaruo and others.
Not long after, auspicious clouds floated beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
Under the leadership of the pharmacist, all the disciples saluted in unison.
"Disciple pays homage to Master! May Master live forever!"
"Ugh--"
An almost iconic sigh sounded, and a twelfth-grade golden lotus rose from the eight-treasure merit pool.
The sage Jieyin was full of sorrow, sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, looking at the group of disciples, and said indifferently: "You and I came together, but for the position of master of the underworld?"
"Master Shengming!"
The pharmacist bowed respectfully and said: "Pingxin empress recruits the master of the underworld, all the brothers and sisters are eager to try, and want to control reincarnation for my Western religion."
Maitreya said with a smile: "There is so much resentment, hatred, greed, and cruelty in the underworld. My Western disciples should purify these sins. Master, do you think this is feasible?"
The leading sage shook his head, and said with a sad face: "It's very good for you to have this kind of intention, but you just need to calm down and understand the Dao, and don't leave the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss without authorization!"
All the Western disciples were taken aback when they heard the words.
The pharmacist asked curiously: "The disciple dares to ask the teacher to respect him, why?"
The receiving saint said indifferently: "After your master and uncle leave the customs, you will know when the time comes."
All the disciples looked at each other, all a little confused.
However, since the sage said, "We will know when the time comes," they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they bowed respectfully, and then walked away backwards.
When they came, they were elated and high-spirited, but when they left, they looked sad and puzzled.
It's like they're grounded now.
Since withdrawing from the Human-Emperor Controversy, all the Western disciples were recalled to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, except for those disciples who were imprisoned and unfortunately died tragically.
In a sense, they were trapped in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!
After the pharmacist, Maitreya and other disciples left, an ancient bodhi tree full of profound truths slowly appeared.
Beneath the Bodhi tree, sat a sallow-faced, thin-skinned Taoist who was extremely compassionate.
It is the sage of Western religion, Zhunti!
The sage Zhunti slowly opened his eyes, and sighed softly: "Good! Good!"
Receiving and guiding the saint turned his head to look at him, "Is there any gain from this retreat and resumption?"
Zhunti sage nodded slightly, and said flatly: "I am convinced that I lost this game. Among the three Qing Dynasty in the East, not only Yuqing is good at planning, but the Taiqing sage is also a master of this way, and I am not as good as it!"
Jieyin sage sighed, his face was even more distressed.
"Listening to what my junior brother said, the long-cherished wish of the two of you and me to rejuvenate the West may be hard to come true..."
Zhunti Saint looked up at him, "Brother, do you want to give up?"
"No!"
The sad face of Jieyin saint disappeared, and he said with a solemn expression: "This long-cherished wish has been pent up in my heart for a long time, like a half of a demon. If I can't fulfill this wish, how can I prove the holy position of heaven?"
Hearing this, the Zhunti sage nodded in relief, "I have a method, which will surely fulfill the long-cherished wish of you and me, and make us flourish in the West!"
The sage's eyes flashed, "What method?"
The holy man Zhunti paused word by word: "Using Western religion as firewood, igniting the fire of Buddhism, making great ambitions, spreading Buddhism to the four directions, and establishing countless Buddhist kingdoms, then we in the West will be able to prosper!"
The receiving and guiding saint's eyes were wide open, even with his cultivation of the sacred heart, he was still shocked at this moment.
"Junior Brother, this is a big gamble!"
Isn't it a big gamble? Directly sacrificing to the Western religion is outrageous enough, but to break away from Taoism and establish Buddhism, what shocked him most was to make great ambitions!
Can this great ambition be made casually?
Leading the sage to become a saint has never appeared in the filthy place of mortals, because of the great ambition he made at the beginning.
In order to facilitate the sage Zhunti to walk in the world, he alone suffered the backlash of making 48 great ambitions in succession.
In layman's terms, it is "debt collection" from Heaven.
Almost every moment, he will feel the sorrow, lamentation, sorrow and suffering of countless sentient beings.
Just as it is difficult for an authentic saint to leave the underworld, it is difficult for a human saint to leave the Huoyun Cave, and it is also difficult for him to leave the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Of course, he is only temporary.
As long as the original ambition is fulfilled, it can be restored to its original state.
But if there is another big ambition at this time, when will this day end?
"Other than that, I can't think of any other way..."
Sage Zhunti sighed, "Only in this way will there be no conflict with the Eastern Sanqing."
"Ugh--"
The guiding sage also sighed, and the distressed look on his face became a little bit more intense.
He could understand how much helplessness and sadness were contained in Zhunti Saint's sigh.
The repeated failures have proved that their brothers and sisters are far from the opponents of Dongfang Sanqing, no matter from which aspect.
So they can only choose to avoid the edge.
I offer sacrifices to Western religion, and I make great ambitions...
None of this has anything to do with you Dongfang Sanqing, right?
You can't be nosy here, right?
That would be too much!
It's completely bullying people and bullying home!
That's forcing their brothers to tear their faces apart!
However, although this method does not worry about conflicts with Dongfang Sanqing, it is still a desperate gamble!
If it succeeds, it's okay, but if it fails, it will be a waste of the Western religion, and it will be burdened with the restriction of a great ambition.
"Ugh--"
Thinking of this, the leading sage sighed again, looked at the Zhunti sage and said, "It's been hard work these years, my senior, I can't help you as a senior, and there are not many disciples who can be of great use." , if you can be as satisfying as that Xuan Chengzi..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhunti Shengren said with deep emotion: "If there is that Xuanchengzi to help, why worry about me being unhappy in the West!"
Chapter 347 I'm Not Someone You Can Afford
There is no sunset and star rise in the Underworld, so the ten-day period mentioned in the Underworld Recruitment Conference is calculated according to the ten days in the prehistoric world.
After coming out of Pingxin Hall, Xuan Chengzi has already started to arrange various matters of the recruitment meeting.
As Empress Houtu said, he had the experience of organizing the Heavenly Court Recruitment Conference before, and this time he was even more handy.
There are a lot of plans casually come up with venues, procedures, assessment items, etc.
But he couldn't be the only one to do so many jobs.
So he proposed to ask the gods of heaven to help.
The great witch Jiufeng was not happy again.
As the current patriarch of the Wu Clan, she naturally had to act as an intermediary coordinator. It was later that Tu Niang Niang released her after punishing her to look at the river and think for several hours.
Of course, this can't change the fact that she, the master of the underworld, has been around for a few days.
Regarding Xuan Chengzi's proposal, she had a strong sense of crisis.
Her intuition told her that Xuan Chengzi's request to invite the gods of heaven to come to the underworld is definitely not just as simple as helping.
What's more, this is a matter of the underworld, why ask the gods of heaven to help?
What the hell is this Xuan Chengzi planning?
Isn't it enough to take away her, the master of the underworld, should we also rob all the jobs of the witch clan?
So she went to Pingxin Hall to face Empress Houtu in person, and volunteered to bring her clansmen to help arrange the venue and so on.
"Then you all should wait for Xuan Chengzi's nephew to send you."
Empress Hou Tu made a casual confession.
Including the current lord of the underworld, Jiufeng Dawu, all Wu people must obey Xuan Chengzi's orders.
Despite her preparations, this feeling still made her extremely uncomfortable.
In contrast, losing the position of ruler of the underworld is not a big deal.
As Xuan Chengzi said, she was not expected to manage the underworld.
She herself knows this very well.
Therefore, she has no objection to Empress Houtu finding another master of the underworld.
Just because this suggestion came from Xuan Chengzi, it made her depressed to the point of madness.
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