Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

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In the distance, the Eight Treasures Merit Pond bloomed with divine light, and a golden lotus manifested from the pool surface, leading the saint to sit cross-legged on the lotus platform, with a sad look on his face.

"Ah~"

A helpless sigh sounded, and the leading sage clasped his hands together, as if he was trying his best to endure something, he frowned and said: "It's not a good thing for Maitreya and the others to be captured by Xuan Chengzi..."

Sage Zhunti nodded, "Indeed."

The receiving saint waited for the meeting, but seeing that there was nothing to say, he said again: "Fellow Houtu met with Xuan Chengzi, and then took Jiufeng back to the underworld. Do you know why?"

Zhunti Shengren said: "She was persuaded by Xuan Chengzi, she has a safer solution, and has given up the agreement with us."

The Jieyin saint glanced at him, "Could it be that Xuan Chengzi is allowed to destroy our plans one by one like this?"

Sage Zhunti sighed, and said with some helplessness: "There is no way to do this... In terms of Taoism and realm, he is already a Daluo Jinxian, and few of you and my disciples can match him.

In terms of treasures, he is sitting on the chaotic clock, the Zhuxian sword array, and the twelve-rank karma fire red lotus... even you and I can't match it!

In terms of means, whether it's a conspiracy or a plot, he always has a way to deal with it.

What's more, there are Sanqing and Nuwa behind him to support him! "

Jieyin sighed, "Although that is the case, if he is allowed to continue, the Emperor's luck will fall into the hands of Xuanmen!"

The Zhunti sage shook his head and said seriously, "Of course we can't let him go!"

Receiving and guiding the sage to look at him, "What is your plan?"

Zhunti sage paused and said: "I want to visit Kunlun Mountain and discuss with Sanqing!"

"What does that mean?"

The leading sage was a little puzzled.

Zhunti sage smiled slightly: "Instead of being beaten by their brothers, I might as well send them to my door on my own initiative!"

"..."

Rao even the Master of Guiding Saints couldn't help being speechless at this moment.

Is this a broken jar?

But after thinking for a while, he understood the meaning of the other party's words, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes, "You want to attack that Xuan Chengzi yourself? It's absolutely impossible!

If you kill that Xuan Chengzi, with the temperament of those three brothers, even if they can't kill you, they will suppress you forever!

For a Xuan Chengzi, the younger brother is not worth such a risk! "

"Brother... misunderstood!"

The Zhunti sage couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Why should I kill that Xuancheng son? It's just that there are some secrets who are going to use it, and then we will have to offend them again."

"This... oh~"

The guiding sage let out a helpless sigh again.

If possible, the two brothers and sisters didn't want to offend Sanqing and Nuwa, but the poverty of the West is not just a casual talk. They have worked so hard to cultivate so many diverse societies, but they have not been able to cultivate many usable talents.

If you want someone, no one, if you want treasure, there is no treasure.

What if they are saints?

Refining the world?

What will heaven and earth think?

This is obviously unrealistic!

Unless you give up your vow to rejuvenate the West, you can only move your mind elsewhere.

And Zhong Tiandi's beautiful East is naturally the first choice.

Whether it's 33 days, or the eighteen secluded soils, or the sea of ​​blood, Guixu, Beiming and other places are far inferior to the East.

Even though the Eastern Continent is now divided into Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanfangbuzhou, and the spirits are scattered, it is still a unique existence.

But the east is Sanqing's territory, they stretch out their hands to grab people and treasures, can Sanqing agree?

Obviously not possible!

This is also the source of the contradiction between East and West.

The purpose of the Western Sect is also very simple in this battle of the Emperor, which is nothing more than to occupy the luck of the Emperor, and to occupy two or three of the five emperors in the future.

In this way, when the merits of the three emperors and five emperors of the human race are completed in the future, and the protagonists of the eternal world will be certified, the luck of humanity will skyrocket, and the Western religion will be able to share a lot of luck with this achievement, taking a powerful step towards the great prosperity of the West!

"so……"

Saint Zhunti said with great compassion: "The emperor's luck must be won no matter what!"

Chapter 320

The eighteen layers of hell are always shrouded in darkness.

Since Tianbo Xun came back from the west, he couldn't help but glance at the Wangchuan River when he passed by Yinshan Mountain in the underworld.

I saw an unmoved figure like a fossil sitting on the bank of the Wangchuan River, with his palms folded, reciting scriptures in a low voice.

There seems to be an illusory world above his head, emitting the light of compassion.

With the light of wisdom, many suffering and resentful souls in the yellow and turbid Wangchuan River showed relieved smiles on their faces, folded their hands together, broke away from the shackles of the river, and drifted into that illusory world.

Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun stopped and looked at it for a while, feeling inexplicably that the illusory world had become somewhat real.

"By absorbing the vows of all living beings to build one after another 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss', I know how the infinite world above Mount Sumeru came about."

As his soliloquies fell, the figure that hadn't moved since ancient times opened its eyes, with a smile on its face, "Dharma Protector God really understand?"

Zizai Tianboxun was stunned for a moment, feeling a slight slight of contempt, and couldn't help but look ugly.

He was originally fierce and ugly, and his complexion became even uglier after another change.

"Dizo, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Dizang was slightly taken aback, and said with a broken smile, "Since the Dharma Protector God has joined our Western religion, why is he still so belligerent? Pindao has no intention of entertaining the Dharma Protector God at all."

Zizai Tianboxun's complexion became even uglier, and he stared fiercely at Jizo.

The latter still had a faint smile on his face, "Don't be angry with the guardian gods, and don't forget that your Asura clan is one of the eight guardians of my Western teaching.

By the way, the Dharma Protector God is not staying in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss at this time, how come he came back?But what's the mission..."

Before he finished speaking, Zizai Tianboxun suddenly sneered, and looked at Dizang with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Actually... are you lonely?"

The indifferent smile on Dizang's face froze for a moment, "Why did the Dharma Protector God say that?"

Zizai Tianboxun sneered and said: "Facing the River of Forgetfulness all day long, with your back to the Yin Mountain, even if you shine brightly, you can't illuminate this nether world! Although there are souls and souls in the surging river, they are all muddled. Before, or after being transformed by you...

Since you entered the underworld, is there another person besides me who cares about you? "

Ksitigarbha smiled calmly, "I am here to save all living beings, and all living beings seek to attain bliss, so I will also ascend to bliss."

"Oh~"

Zizai Tianboxun chuckled, "Just continue to deceive yourself and others, I still have something important to ask Master..."

When he spoke, he had gradually moved away, and finally disappeared into the vast sea of ​​blood.

After he left, the indifferent smile on Jizo's face gradually disappeared.

"Deceiving yourself?"

……

Beiju Luzhou.

Thick evil spirit and resentment overlap together like clouds, completely blocking the sunlight, and only a faint light is projected onto the earth.

The entire Beiju Luzhou was gray, and the oppression in the air made it hard to breathe.

This place was originally a part of the Western Continent, and it was barren to the extreme. Later, it accommodated too much ferocity and resentment in repeated calamities, covering the entire Beiju Luzhou.

In a dense forest in a valley full of poisonous miasma, the "Demon Emperor's Palace" still stands upright.

At this moment in the Demon Emperor's Palace, the main seat is still vacant.

There were only three people in the hall.

The elegant Bai Ze demon sage in white clothes stood sideways beside the main seat. On the left and right sides were the fierce-looking and burly Yingzhao demon sage and the handsome and handsome Prince Lu Jun.

"Your Highness, I have received news that the dispute between the Emperor and the Emperor will affect the great religions of the East and the West, and there is bound to be a big battle in the southern part of the continent."

The demon sage Bai Ze looked at Lu Jun and said, "The current situation is a rare opportunity for both you and us demon clan."

Yingzhao frowned slightly, "What chance? They beat them, what does it have to do with us? Do you still want to get involved?"

Not only him, but Lu Jun was also puzzled, and looked at Demon Saint Bai Ze suspiciously.

Although the remnant power of their monster clan is considered a considerable force in the prehistoric world, compared with the great religions of all parties, it is not enough at all.

To intervene rashly is the way to death!

"That's right!"

Bai Ze Yaosheng smiled confidently and said: "I have discussed with the two masters and saints of the Western Church before, and the saint Zhunti has agreed to accept His Royal Highness as a personal disciple!"

The Golden Crow Crown Prince Lu Jun's eyes lit up, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Is this true? Saint, is he really willing to accept me as his personal disciple?"

"exactly!"

A sallow and emaciated Taoist appeared in the hall with a wooden stick in his hand, looked at Prince Jinwu with a merciful smile on his face and said, "Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

To be able to worship a sage as a teacher, and to be a direct disciple, Lu Jun is naturally [-]% happy, and kowtowed without hesitation: "The disciple pays homage to the master!"

"very good."

The sage Zhunti stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a bodhi seed surrounded by a faint light flew in front of Lu Jun.

"This treasure has the power to help people realize the Tao, so I will give it to you as a meeting gift."

Lu Jun reached out to take the bodhi seed, her eyes were slightly weird, but she still respectfully kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your generous gift!"

"Don't be too polite."

Zhunti sage said indifferently: "After waiting for this matter, you can go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to meditate."

"Thank you, Master!"

Lu Jun saluted and thanked him again, only to find that the Zhunti saint had disappeared like a bubble.

"Whoo~"

He let out a long breath and looked excitedly at Demon Saint Bai Ze.

As the former prince of the demon court, how could he not know that being accepted as a direct disciple by a saint is actually an exchange of benefits.

"The prince can worship the sage as his teacher, and he will have the opportunity to revive the demon clan in the future!"

Demon Saint Bai Ze nodded in relief, and looked at Ying Zhao who had been silent all this time, "Do you have any other opinions on this?"

Ying Zhao shook her head, stared at Bai Ze and said, "As long as His Royal Highness has no objections, I naturally have no objections."

Bai Ze nodded slightly, turning a blind eye to the guard in his eyes, turned his head to look at Lu Jun and said, "His Royal Highness, you can practice with peace of mind, I will arrange the matter of the Emperor."

Lu Jun hurriedly saluted, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Demon Saint Bai Ze."

Bai Ze and Yingzhao, the two monster saints, as quasi-sages, are the existences that he needs to admire and lean on as pillars. Even if he worships under the saints now, he still dare not be sloppy in his daily etiquette.

After Bai Ze left, Yingzhao thought for a long time, and finally forcibly endured the words that came to her lips.

After a while, he returned to his humble cave, undid the heavy restrictions, took out a communication spirit treasure, quickly edited a message and sent it out, and then cast a spell again to seal it heavily.

……

Nanfangbuzhou

The army that crusaded against the Huaxu tribe fled back to the capital, and from their mouths, Baidi "witnessed" the horror of that most holy immortal master.

With a wave of his hand, he killed three hundred Mahuragas, and with a casual word, the teacher and two uncles who were extremely powerful in his eyes did not dare to move, and they obediently captured them with their hands tied.

What does this mean?

It means that in the eyes of his teacher, that most holy immortal teacher is also an existence that he dare not provoke!

Back in the conference hall, he dismissed everyone and thought about what to do next.