The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 721 Pulling
Daozu, dead!
These four words made Zhunti faint, so much so that his body, a dignified saint, couldn't help but tremble slightly!
Saints are immortal and are no longer on the same level as the gods and demons below them. As for the Taoist ancestors, they are transcendent above saints and can easily control the life and death of saints, and even the entire three realms and even the entire river of destiny. , all in the palm of his hand.

Whether it was the Great Lich Tribulation or the Great Tribulation of the Gods, every time Dao Ancestor appeared, these saints felt an unfathomable and irresistible sense of powerlessness.

But now, Dao Ancestor is dead? !

Zhunti swallowed his saliva and was speechless. After a long time, he asked: "Is...is this true?!"

Don't blame him for not believing it, no one can believe this fact!
Dao Ancestor, died silently? !
How can this be?

"You should go and see for yourself. There is no one in the Zixiao Palace, and there are no restrictions anymore." Jie Yin said, even considering his palace, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The birth of Black Lotus and the disappearance of Daozu, these two things put together are too terrible, so terrible that even if they are saints, they don't feel safe at all!

"Are the restrictions gone?"

Saint Zhunti took a deep breath and suppressed the horror in his heart. He had been to the Zixiao Palace, so he naturally knew the mystery and horror of the Daozu Dojo. Even a saint can't force his way through the restrictions placed on such a vital place!

However, now even senior brothers can go in...

"Let me go and have a look."

Zhunti's figure turned into a stream of light, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The death of Daozu really had a huge impact. Even if it was just what he said, Zhunti didn't dare to believe it. He had to see it for himself before making a judgment.

Zixiao Palace is very far away, located at the intersection of the ancient continent and the river of destiny. Even if the beings under Da Luo Jinxian know the location, they cannot reach it at all.

However, for a saint, it is easy to reach this place.

Zhunti stood in the chaos, looking at the huge palace in the distance rising and falling in the endless chaotic air, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Is the teacher still there, or is he really dead?

His figure appeared in front of Zixiao Palace. He bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Zhunti, I have something important to ask to see the teacher. I hope the teacher can take the time to see me."

Infused with mana, the voice echoed in the endless chaos and spread into the Zixiao Palace.

There was no response, even half a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no response at all!

However, Zhunti still did not dare to go in, but shouted again outside the hall, saying: "Disciple Zhunti, I have something important to ask to see the teacher. I hope the teacher can take the time to see me."

Still no response.

In this way, no one answered until he called for the third time. Zhunti then boldly walked towards the door with the three characters "Zixiao Palace" engraved on it, and walked in easily without any obstruction. There is no punishment.

Could it be that the teacher really...

Zhun Meng was [-]% convinced in his heart at this moment. He turned into a ray of light and traveled to every corner of Zixiao Palace in an instant. However, there was no breath of life anywhere.

The huge Zixiao Palace is empty, like a ghost.

All the terrifying restrictions that once made saints like them fearful disappeared without a trace. As for Dao Ancestor, not to mention his figure, not even a breath remained, as if the Zixiao Palace was empty.

But, where can Daozu go?

The entire long river of fate evolved from the Great Desolate Continent. Daozu is already the strongest existence in the heavens and the world, where can he go?

Zhun Ti already had the answer in his heart.

With a thought in his mind, he activated his magic power and appeared above the Lingshan Mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu, where he saw Jie Yin.

"Brother, I'm the one who made a mistake in this matter." Zhunti said seriously.

The Dao ancestor is here, the saints are here, killing Heilian is the righteousness, if the old master dares to stop, it is a big mistake!

But Dao Ancestor is not here, so everything has to be redefined.

"It doesn't matter, you and I can just be the same as before." Jie Yin said calmly.

By this time, neither of them had extracted scriptures, and no one had spoken about the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West.

The Taoist ancestor is gone, the so-called catastrophe, the so-called learning from scriptures has become a joke.

Perhaps, because of this, Taishang Laojun dared to tear off his face and directly deal with the Buddhist monks, blasting the spiritual mountain to pieces with one finger!

Or maybe it was out of anger that Lingshan made things secret to the public to vent their anger.

However, this is not important anymore. What is important is, how will Lingshan deal with itself in the post-Daozu era?
And Jie Yin has already given the answer.

Thinking of the upcoming situation in the Three Realms and the coming storm, everything that had just happened, even his own injuries, were all forgotten by Zhunti.

Black lotus, what he was thinking about at the moment was all about the black lotus in Mo Li's body.

……

"Relieve your anger, really relieve your anger!"

In the Tushita Palace, the figure of Tongtian Cult Leader appeared in the main hall. He said happily: "Senior Brother, your pointing finger is too relieved. I have long disliked those two stinky bald donkeys. It's a pity that you didn't let me take action, otherwise I would have killed all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in that Lingshan Mountain!"

He was venting his anger. It had been many years since the Conferred Gods War, but he had never been so happy!

Back then, it caused their disciples to fall apart, and even sent most of their disciples away to enter Buddhism. Now they are finally relieved.

When the Buddhist scripture seeker dies, even the spiritual mountain is destroyed. How can Buddhism have any face and majesty in these four continents and in these three realms?
Even if they want to preach, who will pay attention to them?
The only pity is that it was not him who took action himself, but Laojun who caused this scene.

"Junior brother, you are still so indifferent."

Lao Jun shook his head gently, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Among the three brothers of Sanqing, the elder Shi Tianzun is the most shameless and dignified, while the third Tongtian has a free and easy character, always repaying kindness and revenge.

Buddhism bullied him like that in the past, and now that he has vented his anger, he is naturally happy.

"Saints are also human beings, and humans have seven emotions and six desires. If this is the case, why should I endure it?"

Tongtian sneered and said: "Now is not what it used to be. Without the master and his old man to hold his head, it means killing his Buddhist disciples. Do they still dare to take revenge?!"

"Junior brother, be careful, the matter of that disciple of the poor Taoist has not been completely resolved, in order to be on the safe side, we can't make extra troubles."

"Safe? I think it's safest to kill these two old bald donkeys first!"

The leader of Tongtian Cult said with murderous intent: "I have disliked them for a long time. Master and the old man are nostalgic for old friendship, but in my opinion, these two old bald donkeys will definitely come out to stir up trouble, and then they will be in trouble!" "Simply! Let me set up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, and as long as no one intervenes, I will kill them alive!"

"You are so murderous!"

A majestic and majestic voice sounded, and a purple light suddenly lit up in the Tushita Palace. Then, an old Taoist with white hair and white hair and a majestic face appeared, but it was Yuanshi Tianzun of Yuxu Palace.

He looked at Lao Jun and Tong Tian in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother, Third Junior Brother, you two kept it secret from me. If I hadn't seen the black lotus just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known what happened. What happened?"

"Then since Black Lotus is here, why don't you tell Master, Senior Brother, how can you accept him as your disciple?"

"Master? It seems that, Second Senior Brother, you have not been to Zixiao Palace recently. Master is no longer here!"

Leader Tongtian said coldly: "Right now, everything has to depend on ourselves!"

"What did you say?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked, and his expression became extremely solemn: "Say it again!"

"I said the master is gone. Who knows whether he is dead or missing. Black Lotus was born at this time again. Second Senior Brother, which side do you want to be on this time?" Tongtian Cult Master looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a half-smile but said .

"how is this possible?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and couldn't believe it. He looked at Laojun and was greeted by a gentle nod.

Didn't you lie to me?
Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't understand Laojun's temperament very well, and he would never lie to him in such a big matter.

It’s no wonder Yuanshi Tianzun didn’t know that it was actually Hongjun’s Zixiao Palace. Even their direct disciples couldn’t go there without being summoned.

Then there is the catastrophe of conferring gods. On the surface, the three Qings fell out, but it was actually at the behest of Hongjun. If he hadn't given the list of conferring gods, how could there be a conferring of gods?
So since then, they have not been to Zixiao Palace at all.

"Pindao also saw Li'er, thought something in his mind, and went to Zixiao Palace. Only then did he discover that the master had disappeared without a trace."

The old man said: "Junior brother Yuanshi, I'm afraid I have to borrow your Pangu flag this time. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be weak with only Dao and junior brother Tongtian."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked solemn and silent, obviously thinking about the various possibilities.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said: "We have the same origin as the Three Pure Ones. On such a matter of life and death, I should stand with my senior brother and junior brother Tongtian."

……

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

With the end of the saint's battle, everything became calm, and only Mo Li and Maitreya were left in place.

Li Mo Li looked at the fat monk with a cold look on his face. The fat bald donkey had been in trouble with him several times. One day he would become a quasi-sage and he would definitely make him look good.

"Maitreya, do you still want to kill me?" Li Qiye shouted.

"Amitabha."

Maitreya uttered the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said: "The benefactor Mo is too murderous and has already fallen into the devil's way. If this continues, I'm afraid it will not end well. I hope I can do it myself."

Too murderous? !

Li Li sneered, the monster monkey with arms caused the Bohai Sea tsunami, causing hundreds of millions of deaths and injuries, and the golden-winged roc even devoured the souls of a whole country, gathered monsters to become kings, and acted recklessly. All this happened under the eyes of their Buddhist sect. It's okay. He just killed the golden-winged roc that came to pick a fight. Did he fall into the devil's path?

Buddhism's ability to speak lotus flowers is truly the greatest magical power in the three realms!
Is he only allowed to kill people in Buddhism, but not allowed to resist?
"It's up to you to take care of yourself!"

Li Li said coldly: "One day, I will take your head with my own hands, just wait and see!"

"Master Mo's heart is very high, but I hope you can live until that day, and leave."

Maitreya was not angry. In his heart, Mo Li was already dying.

Moreover, even if he does not die, with Mo Li's Taoism, he is just a Daluo Jinxian who has just made a breakthrough. If he wants to cultivate to a quasi-sage, he still doesn't know how many years it will take. Not to mention, even among the quasi-sages, he, Maitreya, is not considered a quasi-sage. What do the weak have to fear?

"Buddha from the east, where are you going?!"

Just when Maitreya was about to leave, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him.

"I am willing to admit defeat, your bet has not been paid yet!"

Zhen Yuanzi tugged on the fat monk's sleeve and said, "Hurry up and make amends to me, otherwise I won't be able to let you go today!"

He is a veteran quasi-sage. In terms of qualifications, he is of the same generation as the saints such as Jie Yin Zhunti. His Taoist and magical powers are much higher than Maitreya. Under this pull, it is not an easy matter for Maitreya to leave.

The corners of Maitreya's eyes twitched. This Zhen Yuanzi really didn't have the demeanor of a great supernatural being. Did he catch him in such a public way and treat him like a scoundrel?

However, he couldn't do it. He was a quasi-sage at the pinnacle. Unless the saint came forward, he really was no match.

"Great Immortal, please let go of the poor monk. The poor monk will not default on his debt. The bet will be sent to the Great Immortal when the poor monk returns to the West." Maitreya said patiently.

"No, no, no, if you go back and don't admit your debt, can Pindao still go to Lingshan to find you? If you don't make this bet with Pindao today, Pindao will never let you go!" Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, refused to let you go! road.

He is the one who knows the nature of Buddhism best. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, then Zhunti is the most shameless person. As his disciple, how can Maitreya be a good person?

He couldn't help it if he really wanted to blame it, if he yelled all over the world and made those two unhappy, he might even be punished.

Maitreya was helpless and said: "The poor monk does not have that thing on his body. Great Immortal, what do you think we should do?"

"It's quite simple. Please stay at Wuzhuang Temple in Pindao for a few days, and send a message to Lingshan Mountain to ask them to deliver it as soon as possible. You can leave when it arrives," Zhen Yuanzi said.

"It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

Maitreya can only agree, Zhen Yuanzi doesn't want him to leave, he really can't, the other party's supernatural powers are more powerful than his human race bag, even if he has the golden lotus of the twelve ranks of merit, he doesn't have it Confidence retreated all over the body, after all, the ancestor of the earth immortal, the treasure of heaven and earth transformed from the book from the earth, is a treasure that even saints would covet.

Seeing Maitreya deflated, Mo Li couldn't help but reveal a smile, and said, "Great Immortal Zhenyuan, I have been treated so well these days. Now that everything is over, Mo doesn't want to bother me anymore, so I will leave now."

"Young friend Mo is leaving?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said: "That's right. Now that you are a Daluo Jinxian, you should travel to all the heavens and worlds. However, I still ask you to accept this talisman seal. I still want to use it as a gift. Invite the children to go to Wuzhuang to view the fruits."

He played out a talisman seal, and Mo Li stretched out his hand to take it, saying: "The Great Immortal invites you, if Mo dares not to keep the appointment, just ask if you have anything to do."

After saying that, his figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.

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(End of this chapter)