The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

The appearance of Zhunti and Jieying Saint at the South Gate of Heaven attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, everyone looked at Xu Zhiqing as if they were looking at an evil demon.

The Buddha of the Western religion was beaten to death with just a wave of his hand.

How can such behavior be used to exorcise evil spirits?
After Buddha Tathagata was beaten to death by Xu Zhiqing, everyone knew that the sky had fallen.

The two saints of Western religion will definitely come.

What they didn't expect was that the two saints would arrive so soon.

At this time, both Zhunti and Jie Yin had gloomy expressions on their faces.

The Tathagata Buddha is the face of their Western religion, yet he was killed by Xu Zhiqing.

If they can't get an explanation from Xu Zhiqing today...how is this possible?
With the two saints joining forces, unless Master Hongjun shows up to stop them, they are confident that they can put up a good fight even if the Three Pure Ones of the East show up.

The current Three Pure Ones of the East can no longer be as united as they were before.

Now, they no longer have the affection for each other as they did in the past.

Especially the disciples of Jiejiao.

The disciples of the Jiejiao sect now wish to kill the disciples of the Chenjiao sect.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the Three Pure Ones to continue to unite together.

Xu Zhiqing did not expect that after he took a look at the two saints, the two of them came straight over.

He thought these two people would still give it a try?

He looked at the Bodhisattvas Zhunti and Jie Yin who were standing in the air outside the South Heaven Gate.

At this time, the body of the Bodhisattva Cundi was surrounded by twelve-colored lapis lazuli Buddha light, which made the rolling sea of ​​clouds look like paradise.

He wore a seven-treasure lotus crown on his head, and the Mani beads inlaid on the top of the crown were emitting dazzling golden light, and every ray of light condensed the Sanskrit chanting of the three thousand worlds.

The face that was like a full moon was now covered with frost. The cinnabar seal between the eyebrows had turned into a red vertical pupil. Deep in the pupil, a red lotus of karma fire was blooming and surging.

The long snow-white eyebrows hung down to the shoulders, with tiny golden bells at the ends, which were moving without wind, making a heart-pounding buzzing sound.

In his left hand, Zhunti holds a staff made of seven treasures, the seven branches of which are hung with gold, silver, glass, crystal, conch, red pearls and agate respectively.

At this moment, the bells were ringing loudly because Xu Zhiqing had killed the Buddha.

The water in the Eight Virtues Pond, which was held in his right palm, had already boiled, and in the rising mist, one could vaguely see the images of thousands of Buddhas weeping.

Xu Zhiqing looked at the gloomy and angry Zhunti Saint and asked with a smile, "Daoist friend Zhunti, why are you in this posture?"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss you very much."

Those light and careless words startled the people around him.

How unafraid of Zhunti is this person?
If this happened to them, they would definitely not dare to provoke the Bodhisattva Cundi.

Some even knelt down after seeing him.

However, this one...

At this moment, they were extremely shocked and had no idea where this person's confidence came from.

Could it be...

Some people also speculate that Xu Zhiqing's realm may be beyond their imagination.

Just as they were thinking this, the Saint of Guidance beside Zhunti snorted coldly and said, "Daoist friend Xu, why do you have to do this?"

Xu Zhiqing looked at the Guiding Saint.

The Saint of Reception stood beside Zhunti, his face was as thin as a thousand-year-old cypress, and lotus patterns flowed under his blue-gray skin. Every wrinkle seemed to be engraved with eighty-four thousand kalpas of suffering.

He wore a Vairocana crown with nine relics hanging from the edge of the crown. The pale Buddha light he emitted was accompanied by the cries of the Avici Hell.

Two balls of dark purple flames condensed in the deep eye sockets, reflecting the shadow of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, and the eyelashes were covered with crystal frost.

The dark brown cassock was covered with patches, and each patch was made from the skin of a different Buddha. The necklaces hanging from the cuffs were strung with nine hundred and ninety-nine skull relics, which made crisp sounds like broken jade as the murderous intent vibrated.

The withered bamboo-like right hand held the Guiding Divine Pagoda. The twelve golden rings on the top of the pagoda each sealed the remaining soul of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and at this moment, it was emitting a piercing scream.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool held in the left hand is shining brightly, and at the bottom of the pool is deposited the divine light of the true spirits of 100,000 monks of the Western religion.

At this time, Jie Yin obviously wanted to have a fight with Xu Zhiqing.

"I was once deceived by your magical powers. I have to admire your intelligence, Fellow Daoist Xu."

"Unfortunately, now I have seen through all your conspiracy techniques."

The Saint Jie Yin shook the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in his hand. He wanted to draw the true spirit of Tathagata Buddha over.

Xu Zhiqing looked at the Guiding Saint with a smile and watched his movements.

When he saw the saint who guided him and pulled the true spirit of Tathagata Buddha into the void.

Xu Zhiqing just took action.

He threw out the sundial, on which a halo of primordial light flowed, and the sundial needle spun lightly, creating ripples in layers of time and space.

The spiritual light that was attracting the Buddha from the Guiding Saint was immediately cut off, and the Buddha's true spirit instantly turned into fragments and disappeared into the void.

"How dare you, Xu?"

The face of the Saint of Reception was distorted and withered, and the Reception God Pagoda in his hand suddenly expanded a thousand feet. The twelve golden rings on the top of the pagoda burst out with dazzling blood light, and nine hundred and ninety-nine skull relics turned into hideous skeletons and rushed towards him with a roar.

"Why, fellow Taoist Zhunti won't take action?"

Xu Zhiqing glanced at Zhunti who was glaring at him. He chuckled and snapped his fingers. The Autumn Water Sword, wrapped in the cold tide of weak water, split the blood-red curtain. Time and space froze where the sword passed, and the group of skeletons were frozen in the void like flying insects in amber.

"Buddha's hand is in the sky!"

A low roar like the friction of gravel emanated from Jie Yin's throat, and the shadows of a hundred thousand monks rose from the Eight Treasures Merit Pond. The fragments of his golden body condensed into a giant palm that covered the sky and slammed down.

"Hehe, look at how I reverse time."

The sundial in Xu Zhiqing's palm suddenly turned upside down, and the huge palm weathered and disintegrated the moment it touched the tips of his hair, shattering into quicksand and falling into the reversed river of time.

That’s not all, the water from the long river of time fell on Jie Yin’s body.

In an instant, wrinkles appeared on Jie Yin's skin.

Jie Yin's mind escaped from the long river of time. The patches of Buddha's skin on his cassock peeled off one after another, turning into golden Sanskrit chains that wrapped around Xu Zhiqing's neck.

Xu Zhiqing raised the Autumn Water Sword, and the river of time in the void was stirred up, and the chains turned into nothingness in an instant.

"Nothing more than that."

As Xu Zhiqing spoke, he directed the water in the long river of time to rush towards Jie Yin.

Just as Jie Yin was about to break away, the long river of time washed over the eleven-grade golden lotus under the Jie Yin pin at his feet.

Not only that, Xu Zhiqing activated the core of the sundial to emit chaotic sundial light, which went straight into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Jie Yin had just fixed the eleventh-grade golden lotus when the water of merit in the pool of his palm began to boil and evaporate, and his dry bamboo-like fingers were scorched by the light of the sundial.

Jie Yin had just stabilized the Merit Pool when the eleven-grade golden lotus platform beneath his feet began to crack under the erosion of time.

With a crackling sound, the golden lotus platform shattered into pieces.

The flow of time rolled back and directly captured Jie Yin.

After the Saint Jie Yin stood firm, he saw Xu Zhiqing standing in the distance, looking at him with a smile.

"Saint Jieyin, I haven't seen you for a long time. How come your skills are not so good?"

The Saint of Reception was speechless.

The other gods at the South Heaven Gate looked at Xu Zhiqing and the Saint Jie Yin in disbelief.

What did they see?
The Saint of Reception was defeated?

The Jade Emperor's hands were shaking.

His hands behind his back were shaking constantly.

Originally, when Tathagata Buddha had not yet come.

He was ready to take action.

With his magical powers spanning tens of thousands of years, even if he couldn't suppress Xu Zhiqing, at least he could make sure that Xu Zhiqing didn't dare to speak nonsense in front of their Nantianmen.

Before he could make a move, Buddha Tathagata came over.

then……

The Tathagata Buddha is gone. His Jade Emperor's cultivation is not inferior to the Tathagata Buddha, and even better than him.

So he prepared to take action.

However, he thought of the two saints behind the Buddha.

After seeing the Buddha Tathagata’s death and disappearance, it is impossible for those two saints to still be sitting there quietly, right?
Just as he thought, the two saints appeared.

But the result now is completely different from what he imagined.

The Saint of Reception was actually defeated by the True Lord of Manifestation?

It’s not Xianhua Zhenjun… From today on, I’m afraid Xianhua Zhenjun will be revered as Xianhua Saint.

Or it can be said to be the manifestation of the Heavenly Lord.

The Jade Emperor couldn't believe it.

He really wanted to know how this person reached the level of a saint.
This was what the Jade Emperor was thinking at this time.

Not to mention the other immortals.

They simply couldn't believe it.

Even saints can't do anything about this guy.

Is the world going to change again?
Just as they were thinking about it, Saint Zhunti said calmly: "Daoyou Xu, it seems that this is your method?"

Xu Zhiqing heard the words of the Bodhisattva Cundi.

He smiled.

"It seems that fellow Taoist Zhunti has some advice for you."

"However, if you can teach me, there won't be much difference between you and fellow Daoist Jie Yin."

"Even if I use the same moves, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhunti opened his eyes slightly.

"Then let me learn how Brother Xu can defeat me using the same method!"

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff in his hand suddenly grew ten thousand feet tall, and the seven branches burst out with golden, silver, and colored glaze Buddha light. The golden bell trembled and the Sanskrit sound turned into substantial chains that entangled the thirty-three heavens.

One hundred thousand Buddha shadows formed a "卍" seal on the crest of the wave and pressed down towards Xu Zhiqing.

Xu Zhiqing stepped on the shadow of the sundial, and the sundial needle rotated counterclockwise three times, summoning out the long river of time.

When the long river of time washed away the flames, the chains of Buddha's light weathered and disintegrated like quicksand, and became like wisps of green smoke.

"how?"

Xu Zhiqing looked at the Taoist Zhunti with a smile.

"Little tricks."

As Zhunti spoke, the bloodshot pupil between his brows widened angrily, and a red lotus of karmic fire blossomed from the void. The twelve lotus petals, wrapped in cause and effect karma, surrounded the sundial, as if trying to freeze the sundial so that it could not move the long river of time.

Not only that, the Mani Pearl on the top of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff burst out with dazzling golden light, and each beam of light turned into a demon-subduing pestle and pierced Xu Zhiqing's Niwan Palace.

"Huh? You want to freeze my magic weapon?"

"Even if I let you stay still, what will happen?"

As Xu Zhiqing spoke, the cold light of the Qiu Shui Sword suddenly appeared in the void, and a cold wave of weak water poured out from the sword tip, freezing the golden light into ice crystals that fell to the ground.

The Qiu Shui Sword chopped on the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, splitting all the golden light.

In addition, the sundial in Xu Zhiqing's palm suddenly turned over. The sundial, which was clearly fixed, summoned the long river of time again.

The red lotus of karmic fire surrounding Zhunti actually turned back into an unformed Buddhist wish.

Even if Xu Zhiqing wanted to, he could trace Zhunti back to the time before he became a saint.

However, he did not do this.

He wanted to teach Zhunti that becoming a saint does not mean one can do whatever he wants.

Xu Zhiqing crushed the ripples in the void and approached Zhunti's side. The sundial turned into a long blade of time and slashed towards the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff.

The seven treasures including agate and giant clam hanging from the staff exploded one after another, and the fragments of the golden bell carried the reversed river of time back into Zhunti's body.

Zhunti's long, snow-white eyebrows were instantly stained with frost, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on his face.

Zhunti felt his face itchy.

He calmed his mind and opened his mouth slightly.

"break!"

Zhunti's roar shattered the three thousand li sea of ​​clouds, and nine eight-part celestial dragon spirits rose from the bottom of the Eight Virtues Pool in his hand.

The dragon's shadow, wrapped in golden light and Sanskrit, pounced towards him, and every dragon scale was engraved with spells for salvation.

He wanted to convert Xu Zhiqing to Buddhism.

Xu Zhiqing smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

The Saint of Reception, who was standing by, was horrified after seeing this scene.

Because that's how Xu Zhiqing treated him before.

Just when Saint Jie Yin felt something was wrong, the core of the sundial under Xu Zhiqing's feet once again burst out with chaotic sundial light, and the primordial aura washed away the dragon scale spell, peeling off the wrinkles on the dragon scales inch by inch.

The next moment, the Autumn Water Sword pierced through Zhunti's right palm.

Jie Yin knew that he couldn't let Xu Zhiqing continue, otherwise Zhunti would be defeated directly.

"Friend Xu's realm is so deep, how about adding me?"

Jie Yin attacked again.

The Guiding Divine Banner in his hand burst out with golden light, which pierced towards Xu Zhiqing's back.

"If you want to do something, just do it. Why bother looking for a reason?"

When Xu Zhiqing was dealing with Zhunti, he was already prepared for the Jie Yin Society to take action.

He was not originally prepared to fight just one, but two.

"Even if I use the same method, I can still defeat you guys if you join forces."

Xu Zhiqing remained calm and composed, and simply used the sundial to summon the long river of time.

He summoned two rivers of time in one breath.

The water of the long river of time constantly washes away Jie Yin and Zhunti.

Jie Yin and Zhunti want to get away from the long river of time.

However, the long river of time has always appeared near them.

The water inside always escapes.

The two could only block it with the magic weapons in their hands.

The passing of time in the long river of time washed over the magic weapon, causing the divine light on the magic weapon to gradually dim.

The Jie Yin Divine Banner in Jie Yin's hand and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Staff in Zhunti's hand were both emitting their divine light.

The two of them naturally noticed this scene.

"His magic weapon is obviously not very powerful, why is it so powerful?"

The two people didn't understand at all.

It is clearly just a magical weapon of merit, how could it possibly summon such a powerful river of time.

When this long river of time appeared beside the two of them, they felt great terror.

Therefore, neither of them dared to touch the flow of water in the long river of time.

Just when he was touched a little bit, tens of millions of years of his life disappeared.

If it were to be washed away by the long river of time.

Neither of them was sure they could survive.

The two people suddenly looked at each other.

I thought of another possibility. (End of this chapter)