Chapter 160 The End of the Saint [Three in One Chapter]
Once, destiny fate.
Once, the future famous warrior of the Three Realms!
Infected by the heart's blood, Chifeng Spear's entire body became increasingly scarlet, and it gradually developed a ferocious nature.
It can be predicted that as more and more big figures are killed in the future, it will transform to an incredible degree, perhaps comparable to or even surpassing the genuine one in the hands of Immortal King An Lan.
opposite.
With his heart penetrated, every time he moved, Yang Jian felt that he was suffering from boundless pain, which dragged his soul and was unable to struggle. The pain lasted until he completely lost consciousness.
"Kill Nezha, the third generation disciple of the Chan Cult, and get an A-level branch plot, with a reward of 6,000 points."
"Kill Yang Jian, the third-generation disciple of the Chan Cult, and obtain an A-level branch plot, with a reward of 7,500 points."
Sanshanguan.
Fang Xiu, who was sitting in the pavilion of the General Military Mansion playing chess, was overjoyed. He was worthy of being the two most outstanding disciples among the three generations of Chan Cult. The reward was more than killing Jiang Ziya, the man of destiny.
The key is that the degree of completion of the twisted branch plots that are not settled until the completion of the main mission has been improved. It is no exaggeration to say that his own outburst of martial ethics directly ended the new generation of Chanjiao.
I would like to ask, are there any third-generation disciples who are more outstanding than Nezha and Yang Jian?
Even if you set your sights on Jiejiao, it is difficult to find him.
This time it’s going to be different!
What a big deal!
With Yuanshi Tianzun's protective character, three generations of cauldron bearers are gone...how can he not go crazy!
Some people can get on the list of gods, but some people can't, probably because of the delay in their cultivation talent.
When the Conferred Gods List absorbed the three souls and seven souls of the two war immortals, pressure spread, "Beasts! Seeking death!"
Two voices fell from the sky. The jade-like Jade Cauldron was wearing a Taoist robe, with a small emerald green cauldron suspended above his head. However, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he no longer acted like a gentleman.
On the side, Master Taiyi's breath was like blood, and the sword light bloomed in his hand. Without any explanation, he straightened up and struck at the Human Dao and Shura Dao who joined forces to attack his obedient disciple.
Whether it is Jade Cauldron or Taiyi, later generations relied on their apprentices to gain more fame, especially Taiyi Zhenren, a famous calf protector. He pampered Nezha to the point of lawlessness and bestowed many high-grade magic weapons on him. If something terrible happens, catch them all!
The result?
Dead!
Died at the beginning of the Great Tribulation of the Gods!
The two people who hurriedly came to witness this scene were almost heartbroken and fell into the devil's path on the spot.
What kind of third-generation disciples are Xue Ehu and his like? It's just something that was collected to replace the teacher's robbery. How can it be compared with Nezha and Yang Jian.
"Beast, I will refine you to death!"
Divine thoughts exploded between heaven and earth.
Following the sword light, the next moment, a sudden dragon roar pierced the sky, and nine fire dragons suddenly spurted out, baring their teeth and claws, with a shocking momentum, directly sealing the space where the Human Dao and the Shura Dao were, and the space between them was illuminated as bright as day.
Before he even got close, Fang Xiu noticed that nine extremely hot breaths were coming towards him.
——The attitude is very obvious, everyone takes revenge.
Taiyi is one against two.
Jade Cauldron's murderous intent is locked on the way of heaven.
"It seems that we have to be mentally prepared to sacrifice our clones."
His expression remained unchanged.
Under the pavilion of the General Military Mansion, Fang Xiu made a normal chess move. He saw clearly that the Six Paths Puppet thing was being eliminated very quickly. If the old ones didn't go away and the new ones wouldn't come in, wouldn't the previous generation of beasts be reduced to decorations? ?
Anyway, there are many powerful people in the Conferred God Realm, who can supplement the innate creatures with stronger strength and potential.
"Are you in a hurry? Why don't I accompany you for a while for my brother's sake?" Kong Xuan teased, and then said seriously, "If you and I join forces, even a saint would not dare to underestimate us."
The six paths have the same origin, and visual sharing is a very basic matter, but Kong Xuan used a clumsy method to follow the Yin and Shang army to the battlefield with a ray of spiritual thought to monitor the development of the situation.
"No need."
"If the saint doesn't come out, let's just watch the show."
Fang Xiu shook his head, "There's no reason for me to be the only one singing with Chan Jiao in this scene. It's like this. Can Jie Jiao come down?"
Feeling that the progress was too slow, I poured a bucket of oil on the fire, just to draw out the main forces of the two religions. The more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities the reincarnations can seize.
As expected.
The bell of Yuxu Palace rang, and the disciples quickly gathered. The deputy leader Ran Deng and the second-generation first disciple Guang Chengzi led the immortals to tear the void apart...
On Jin'ao Island, a flag was raised. All the Qi practitioners on the island called for friends and disciples one after another, and they also locked onto the previously inconspicuous human battlefield.
Who can not pay attention to the important matter of becoming a god?
The pale-faced King Wu Jifa was keenly aware that strong auras appeared one after another around the capital, not to mention those hidden figures, and the capital of Xiqi Kingdom suddenly became unstable.
"Bald donkey?"
secretly.
A ray of spiritual thought representing Kong Xuan turned into a human form, with a little hostility in his eyes——
He is a shy, bald man with a big belly. He is not teaching land cultivation in the barren West. He is cunning and observing the situation secretly.
Almost at the same time, more than a dozen Taoist immortals appeared in the north of the city, including Huanglong Taoist, Qingxu Daodezhenjun, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, etc., plus Taiyi and Yuding who fell into madness, and the famous Twelve Golden Immortals Qi. Get together.
The leader was rather flamboyant, his whole body shrouded in auspicious lights. Among them was a middle-aged Taoist priest, sitting astride an elk. He had a strange appearance. He could not be said to be immortal, but a bit ugly. He seemed to be recognized by heaven and earth. He had five colors all over his body. Accompanied by auspicious clouds.
On the contrary.
A large group of Jiejiao Immortals appeared in Wuyangyang, standing in the opposite direction. Among them, the guys with shallow city walls and irritable personalities were at war with each other and locked onto the opposite side in advance.
The situation suddenly changes!
A single move affects the whole body!
The three men who instigated this scene were fighting.
"Strange, which lineage of Qi Practitioners? They made their eyes look like this, with circles around them, like ripples."
Frowning slightly, he protected the brothers in front of him, and the long-eared Dingguangxian standing in the back row murmured to himself.
"It's more bad than good."
Zhao Gongming stood with his hands behind his back.
On the left and right stood the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the head of the Jiejiao female immortals, and the Great Immortal Wuyun, both of whom were powerful Jiejiao masters with profound magical powers and unpredictable supernatural powers.
Seeing these three people coming, Ran Deng, who was slightly more than half a generation older, looked cold, but not insincere.
"It was these three demons who killed Nezha and Yang Jian? Humph!"
Taoist Huanglong shared the same hatred of the enemy.
As he said that, he pretended to step down to help, but was stopped by his senior brother Guang Chengzi.
Do Yuding and Taiyi, who are at the top of the list of the Twelve Golden Immortals, still need foreign aid? Anyone with a discerning eye can completely see what the battle situation is like.
"Are you sure you don't want to take action?" Kong Xuan asked with a smile after experiencing the feeling of hiding behind the scenes.
Fang Xiu still shook his head and sat firmly on the fishing platform: "It's okay to kill them to vent your anger. Anyway, all the fish you want have been caught. All the leaders of each family have to do is come in person."
As he spoke, the red-edged spear and the immortal shield were reversely channeled.
Golems can die.
High quality props cannot.
In addition, the prehistoric heritage has a long history and is vast, and under the vast world, there are countless rare treasures.
The best among them are the handful in the hands of the disciples of the Great Sect, such as Taiyi Zhenren's Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield, which is different from the half-baked Samadhi True Fire that Jin Zha and Mu Zha jointly released. They are all made of the Supreme True Fire.
Or Master Yuding’s immortal-killing sword.
"Death!"
At this moment, the eyes of the two great interpreters flashed with joy. They fought for several rounds. Witnessed by the disciples of the two sects, one cut off the head of the Heavenly Dao, and the other watched coldly as the Human Dao and the Shura Dao were swallowed up by the fire dragon. .
"Master..."
The battle situation suddenly changed, and countless strong men appeared. Wen Zhong, who was startled by the formation in front of him, spoke quickly.
"Don't worry, it's just three puppets, there are no three souls or six souls." The Golden Spirit Virgin Mary has a beautiful appearance, a dignified face, and a charming charm.
At this moment, she shook her head slightly to signal this apprentice, who looked particularly mature, to calm down.
Wen Zhong didn't know why.
With his celestial eye, he has never noticed anything strange. The world, heaven, and Shura are no different from normal Qi practitioners. How could he be a puppet?
The next moment, Wen Zhong saw the truth.
The body that clearly had a soul became hollow!
The list of gods dedicated to absorbing souls showed no response.
"Who? Come out!" Taiyi Zhenren, who finally found some comfort, roared.
Yuding remained silent and coldly explored everything around him. He must avenge his apprentice. Even if the saint came, he could not change his determination.
In fact, it was only at this moment that they discovered that the murderer was someone else, controlling the situation behind the scenes.
"Hand the man over!"
Immediately, Master Taiyi looked towards the Jiejiao camp, his murderous intent undisguised.
"Things with inferior skills will die if they die. Hey, I don't have the ability to find the murderer. Instead, I rely on my instructor. Interesting, interesting. It's really interesting for you to explain your teachings."
"Hahaha, I have heard about the name of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao for a long time, but when I saw it today, it is indeed well-deserved."
Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are one family.
These words have long become a thing of the past.
Ever since the list of gods was personally signed by the saints of the three religions, the conflicts that had long been irrepressible between them tended to explode.
"Empty words!"
Taoist Huanglong frowned coldly, "Hand over Wen Zhong. Since he is a general under his command, he must know where these three people came from."
With a cold snort, Zhao Gongming ignored this big loach from the Dragon Clan.
"If it has to be like this, just show me the truth!"
The character of Jiejiaohuduzi has the same character. Seeing that Wen Zhong was pointed at, the Golden Spirit Virgin Mother responded decisively, staring at the so-called senior-Randeng Taoist with a pair of cold eyes.
"Okay." Yuding responded alone.
Taiyi Zhenren looked up to the sky and roared, and he was even more direct. He turned the direction of the fire dragon on the spot and rushed towards Wen Zhong.
A four-elephant tower appeared in the palm of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. Her slender hand turned over the clouds. She raised her hand and threw it at the roaring Nine Dragons, and the treasure roared away.
She has been practicing since ancient times, and is now the top powerful person in the world. Among the Jiejiao, which is known as the Ten Thousand Immortals, her status is second only to Taoist Duobao, and her magical powers are unpredictable.
In the original story of apotheosis, Fang Xiu's impression of the Golden Spirit Mother was definitely profound, and the reason was naturally her outstanding performance!
The Catastrophe of the Gods entered the middle and late stages, and she was able to fight Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang on her own, plus the Green Lion, White Elephant, and Jin Huan that these three people had already conquered at that time. [I saw three great warriors whose faces were divided into blue, red, and white, or with three heads and six arms, or with eight heads and six arms, or with three heads and eight arms. They were covered with golden lamps, white lotuses, pearls, necklaces, and brilliance. Protecting, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit used jade Ruyi to fend off the three masters for a long time. Unconsciously, the golden crown on her head fell into the dust and her hair was scattered. This Holy Mother fought with her hair loose...】
Among them, Qingshi is Qiu Shouxian, a master of Jiejiao and one of the seven immortals who serves as the leader of Tongtian. His magical power is not weaker than that of Manjusri.
Bai Xiang is also the Lingya Immortal, one of the seven immortals who attends Jie Jiao, and Jin Maohuan is the Golden Light Immortal among the seven immortals who attend.
According to the development of the original destiny line, these three immortals were defeated and captured during the confrontation with Chanjiao, and were humiliatingly taken as mounts by the future three great masters of Buddhism, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang.
Under such circumstances, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit relied on her own strength to defeat six enemies with one, and was in an invincible position. If it had not been for the deputy leader, Taoist Ran Deng, who, regardless of his status as an elder, secretly attacked the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with the Dinghai Pearl. Why did he fall?
——The reason why Fang Xiu chose to partner with him to help Zhou Pingzhou was also based on relevant considerations.
Lord Tongtian has many real talents under his command!
The key is loyalty. Wen Zhong never betrayed his ideas from beginning to end. Otherwise, he could have just said that the righteous master was at Sanshan Pass and he could have sent away most of the immortals!
"Tell me, when will Yuanshi Tianzun end?"
Kong Xuan saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
The chessboard under the pavilion was removed, and Fang Xiu opened his eyes directly, locked the place where he caused trouble, and had fun with his sworn brother.
——Find an opportunity to make a sneak attack.
The heads of second-generation disciples are more valuable than those of third-generation disciples.
"You will definitely lose if you are anxious." Fang Xiu said firmly.
The confrontation between the two armies was about soldiers versus soldiers and generals. From the beginning to the end, the ordinary soldiers were unscathed and only competed with high-level combat power.
However, there are only two leaders of the Chanjiao Immortals who are confronting the Jiejiao Immortal here - Randen Taoist and Guangchengzi.
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit can be entangled by just one person at any cost.
In this way, even if powerful men such as Zhao Gongming and Wuyun Daxian face their peers like Taiyi Zhenren, they can achieve suppression even if they are unable to enter an uninhabited land... it is not difficult.
"This is still the case when Taoist Jie Jiao Duobao and Sanxiao never end up."
"No wonder Yuanshi Tianzun wants to involve Western religions in his conspiracy."
"By the way, if I kill Nezha, Empress Nuwa will probably not sit idly by and ignore it. She may send Taoist Lu Ya..."
As his thoughts swirled and he was calculating in his heart, Kong Xuan, who experienced the joy of eating melon for the first time, said:
"Here comes another bald donkey."
"With a grimace on his face."
Zhunti Taoist appears!
At this moment, this Western sage showed more concern for the Eastern Qi practitioners than Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Leader.
"Good seedling."
"This is also good."
"That's good."
"There is no need to cultivate it, you can take it away and use it to help the poor monks and senior brothers prosper in the West."
The posture is like ordinary people going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.
"..." Maitreya, who arrived early in the morning, was speechless.
As a second-generation Western Buddhist cauldron bearer, he was wearing a monk's robe and looked to be in his thirties or forties. He had a chubby face and just had the words "happy and harmless" carved on his face.
He carried a green jade bamboo stick on his shoulder with a cloth bag attached, giving him the air of a beggar—a beggar who had come to the East to beg for food.
"Maitreya, go help explain the teaching."
"Yes, Master."
boom!
The Qiu Shou Immortal who attained the enlightenment of the ancient green lion swung his giant hammer, and a huge amount of power burst out, shattering the void, as if he wanted to smash all obstacles in front of him.
The target is a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao.
The second generation can educate the younger generations, as long as they have the skills!
However, a short fat man suddenly came over, his body swaying slightly, with an elegance that was not consistent with his body shape, and he held the jade bamboo stick in his hand forward.
There was no momentum and the attack was neutralized.
While fighting with the Qiu Shou Xian, Maitreya narrowed his eyes and persuaded, "Fellow Taoist, you and I are old and have experienced two great catastrophes. We should know that it is not easy to practice. Why do you have to fight and kill for nothing?" Contaminated with cause and effect.”
"In my opinion, we are also destined. Why don't you put down your butcher knife and follow me back to the West to practice, specialize in good deeds, and share the world of bliss!"
"Stinky bald donkey, what are you farting about! I eat meat every day, and I have a fart connection with Western religion! Go to hell for me!!"
boom!
The sledgehammer swings out again.
The bamboo sticks were synchronized, catching the giant soldier halfway, and the collision of mana turned into ripples.
"Fellow Taoist, if you have a predestined relationship with our religion, you should be my Supreme Protector of the West!"
As soon as the sound transmission divine thought sounded, Qiu Shouxian, who was about to continue scolding his mother, suddenly saw a golden light flashing in the void behind the monk, and a terrifying suction force flew towards him.
Caught off guard, he entered the acquired human seed bag on the spot.
Like a thief, Maitreya quickly packed his pockets. Already on the edge, he wanted to retreat tactically, and then look for some opportunities to invite more destined people to join the Western Paradise.
"Bring it."
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was floating in the clouds. There was no trace of happiness or anger on her beautiful face without makeup. But listening to the sound-transmitting divine thoughts exploding in his ears, Maitreya felt a biting and cold majesty. .
Not far away.
Taiyi Zhenren, who was furious, had a weak aura, multiple terrible scars on his body, and was extremely cultivated. At this time, he actually had no strength to fight anymore.
"Today I took advantage of this opportunity to collect the list of gods. I didn't want to start a killing spree," the Golden Spirit Mother's eyes turned towards Maitreya, a little coldly. "But this Western Taoist friend secretly took action. Does he want to die?"
Looking at the Holy Mother holding the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi in her hands, hitting Taiyi Zhenren with three or two blows, Maitreya smiled awkwardly, and felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart... What can the young monk do to this female fairy?
"Destined."
"Hehehe, it's mainly because I have a fate with Qiu Shou Xian."
Miroku plays dumb.
Although Master Zhunti was hiding nearby, he did not dare to ruin the master's plan to revitalize Western religion.
It’s really too barren!
There is an urgent need to convert Taoist friends from the East and help revitalize...
further away.
The immortals on both sides were fighting hard to separate each other. Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun took a strong breath and fought with Wuyun Great Immortal to a distant place. He forgot about things and me, and continued to fight fiercely regardless of the changes in the external situation.
Zhao Gongming entangled Ran Deng, not giving the deputy leader of Chanjiao, who was half a generation older than his second-generation disciple, any chance to rescue his disciple.
"Bald Donkey, I don't have the patience." The beautiful eyes of the Golden Spirit Mother were flashing with murderous intent, "I will kill you if you are a rival of the same generation. Even the two saints from the West would not dare to come in front of my master. Who is willing to go to that barbaric place? West? Bah!”
"Holy Mother, fellow Taoist Qiu Shou Immortal really has a destiny with me in the West."
Maitreya laughed sarcastically.
In his heart, he sarcastically said: You are strong and strong, but you are not a saint. How dare you arrange for me, the two saints of the West!
If you don’t understand the teachings and don’t know the superiority and inferiority, no wonder Master wants to help explain the teachings and divide you and cut off the teachings. When the time is right, let’s all come to the Paradise of Paradise!
"Dong...dong...dong..."
Just as he was thinking about it, Maitreya, who was riding a tiger and unable to dismount, heard the sound of wooden fish echoing between heaven and earth, and sound waves swept away in all directions.
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who presided over the overall situation, frowned.
She thought that Chanjiao had come up with some special magic weapon to win, but then she discovered that the sound waves neither bewitched the soul nor harmed the physical body.
Apart from the sound, which distracted all the monks from the two religions present and looked over, there was no use in sight.
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the originally calm void. As soon as it appeared, the world began to tremble, but Zhunti lowered himself and said with a smile:
"Friend Taoist, you are serious! The west is remote, but it is truly the land of paradise. The east is prosperous, but in troubled times, the overseas fairy islands are closed off!"
"You are destined to the West, so why not follow me to the West and share the bliss, rather than fighting in this world of mortals!"
Kind and kind eyes swept across the audience.
The current situation is that the second wave of immortals from Jiejiao and Chanjiao have arrived, and the second-generation disciples of the two families are testing each other - Guangchengzi versus Taoist Duobao.
Master Yuding fights against the Holy Mother of Wudang, Master Huanglong fights against the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirits... The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao all encounter powerful enemies. Those Fuyuan Immortals who are usually not well-known but have strong strength and heel under Yuanshi Tianzun's sect also have to fight against them. Many teachers caught each other and fought each other, falling into a fierce battle.
His eyes paused countless times.
My eyes want to shine.
Especially when he looked at Taoist Duobao, his expression was like that of a thief who had seen Jin Piaoda and wanted to kidnap the chief disciple of Master Tongtian immediately.
Hmm...the Holy Mothers are also very good, and they just happen to be Bodhisattvas.
The teaching on the opposite side is also not bad, and there are many people who are destined to it.
When the situation is decided, I asked fellow Taoist Yuanshi to borrow a few to help revitalize the Western heritage.
"The big fish is completely hooked."
Not shying away from mentioning the powerful detective power of a saint, Fang Xiu still used his heavenly eyes to see through the entire scene, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
No one knows Zhunti better than him.
In order to attract young men for Western religions, I have gone to the point of obsession. How about the face of a saint? How much is it worth?
Not to mention the second-generation disciples of Jie Jiao, even the third-generation disciples were unwilling to let go. They wished they could pack up the entire Jie Jiao and Chan Jiao together, leaving Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect leader alone.
"How to deal with Jie Jiao? Hahaha, the first one who jumped out was not Yuanshi Tianzun, but an unrelated Zhunti who was obviously robbing people."
Regardless of the matter, Kong Xuan fell in love with eating melons and looked forward to the development of the situation with interest.
Western saints are really shameless.
Under the gaze of his spiritual incarnation, directly in front of Zhunti, the void was distorted, like ripples in the water.
A figure suddenly walked out. It was a man, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a sword slung around his waist. The people of Xiqi felt that this man's appearance was unclear, and they vaguely felt that he looked like a young man.
Kong Xuan, who practices five-color divine light, immediately put away his frivolity. Just standing there, this person seemed to be made of all the lights in the world.
The leader of the Sage Tongtian? !
Without saying a word, his expression was exactly the same as that of his disciple Jinling Holy Mother, staring straight at Taoist Zhunti.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Maitreya felt that the master's figure overlapped with his own when he faced the Golden Spirit Mother alone not long ago...
The protagonist’s casual Taoist name was changed to Samsara Taoist, which is more fitting.
(End of chapter)