I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 403 Thought is the upper limit
Ji Bofu returned to Fengqishan but was still paying attention to this matter. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also wanted to see if he could force out the details of Xiao Bailong.

Calculating carefully, from his rise in his early days until now, it seems that only Xiao Bailong has been the only friend to witness the path he has taken.

If possible, he really didn't want to lose this friend.

When he saw the eyes of the Witch Clan looking at the Demon Clan, Ji Bofu felt a chill. At this moment, he suddenly understood why some people said that the Witch Clan was cruel.

Education needs to be strengthened. Such a naked look is really unqualified.

From a superficial point of view, the Demon Clan has won by more than one margin. Compared with the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan is like the regular army and some soldiers who are superior in force but have no military qualities.

The iron demon saint smiled ferociously: "Children Qingmu, you killed my demon clan Dragon Lord for no reason, you will definitely die today!!"

"Boys, kill!!"

Qingmu didn't show any signs of weakness. In an instant, the whole world was colorful. All kinds of torrents of supernatural powers were shot out. Black holes appeared one after another, and all kinds of fairy lights suddenly appeared and disappeared.

An inconspicuous river has now become a meat grinding ground.

"It seems something is really weird. Is it the problem of the little white dragon or the dragon clan?"

Ji Bofu was keenly aware of the situation, and it involved the three parties of the Demon Clan, the Witch Clan, and the Dragon Clan.

"The lich is fighting for hegemony, but I don't know what role the dragon clan plays in it."

Ji Bofu did not expect that things would evolve to this point, "Fortunately, Mr. Dao ran fast, otherwise it would have been a lot of trouble to be involved."

The people at the bottom started a war, and the leaders at the top inevitably took action against each other. The Iron Demon Saint and the Qingmu Great Witch opened up a separate battlefield. The Iron Demon Saint was a different species from heaven and earth, and was born physically stronger than the witches in the same realm. The great shaman Aoki is the great shaman of the Wu clan, and the two move fiercely like sparks hitting the earth.

The last time you punched my head, the next moment I was going to explode your chest. The rich blood spread and made the demon soldiers and witch soldiers become even more violent.

"Ugh!"

"This scene is so realistic!!"

Ji Bofu sighed repeatedly as he watched the battle between the Iron Demon Saint and the Qingmu Great Witch. The two seemed to have tried their best, but in fact, no one was hurt. It seemed that the blood was drained, but they did not have any influence on themselves. Influence.

Da Luo is immortal. As long as his origin and his own path are not damaged, even if he sheds the blood of the entire East China Sea, he will not be harmed.

"It seems that the decision must be made by the top management!"

In fact, both the Aoki Great Witch and the Iron Demon Saint had this plan. Although the two sides had different positions, they had exactly the same idea at this moment.

Fighting alone can mean the difference between life and death.

Legion after legion strangle each other and decide life and death.

But only one legion can't tell the difference between life and death against the previous legion. At most, it can only determine the outcome. The top leaders of both sides are playing games. The reason why they haven't spoken now is that some interests have not been agreed upon or some key issues have not been discussed. The node has not been clearly seen yet.

Although the Iron Demon Saint is single-minded, he has been baptized over the years. If anyone really thinks that he is the same as when he just debuted, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

The Great Witch Qingmu is also a wise man of the Witch Clan, otherwise he would not have picked off the delicate flower of the Heavenly Princess. The Heavenly Princess is not a short-sighted person. On the contrary, this person is absolutely full of great wisdom.

The eldest brother is the Jade Emperor of Heaven, her husband is a great witch of the Wu clan, the second son is the direct descendant of the teachings, and the younger daughter has some relationship with the Wa Palace. This network of relationships is simply all over the world.

Absolutely!

"Zhi Ge!!"

The sun star shines brightly, and the soft sunlight shines down and separates the demon soldiers and witch soldiers who fought bloody battles. The demon soldiers and witch soldiers who were missing arms and legs recovered to their peak condition in an instant.

Many wizard soldiers looked at Emperor Jun sitting on the dragon chair in the sky in confusion. Aren't they and the demon clan a mortal enemy?
Why would the Demon Emperor treat their injuries?
When Demon Saint Bati saw Emperor Jun's appearance, he immediately stopped and came to the back of Emperor Jun's dragon chair, and the demon soldiers also quickly gathered in formation.

Di Jun glanced at Feng Qishan and chuckled: "What's the point of hiding at home and watching? Why not come and watch it live."

Ji Bofu walked out of Fengqi Mountain with a dry laugh. Since he had been discovered, he had to say hello no matter what. After all, this was still his natal family.

"I have met His Majesty!"

Ji Bofu raised his hand to say hello to Di Jun. Di Jun, like a kind elder, pretended to be unhappy and said, "I didn't mean to let you have time to come to heaven to play. Why don't you come and have a look."

Ji Bofu scratched his head and said with a smile: "I've been really busy recently, and the empress doesn't let me go out much recently. She's urging me to practice."

Emperor Jun's face disappeared with concern, and he said: "Practice does not happen overnight. Sometimes a proper distraction can actually help practice."

Ji Bofu raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your teaching!"

Di Jun nodded slightly and said: "If you want to watch, just stand back and watch. Your cultivation level is still low. If you meet Da Luo with a bad temper in the future, he might take action against you."

Who dares to take action against me when I am hiding in Fengqi Mountain?
Ji Bofu secretly cursed in his heart, but he knew that Di Jun had good intentions, so he walked behind the dragon chair and looked at the place a little half a step behind the iron demon saint.

Demon Saint Bati quickly stepped back and stood behind Ji Bofu, saying respectfully: "Bati has met His Highness!"

Ji Bofu was dumbfounded and quickly jumped to the side and waved his hands and said: "Monster Iron Demon is too polite. I can't afford such a big gift."

Di Jun said without looking back: "You can afford it. Since Bati is giving you a gift, you can accept it."

Ji Bofu looked blankly at the back of Di Jun's head and then at the Iron Demon Saint with a silly smile on his face. Finally, he sighed and resigned and stood in front of the Iron Demon Saint.

The great witch Qingmu had gathered his witch soldiers, raised his hands to the emperor in the sky and said: "Witch Qingmu, I have seen the demon emperor!"

Di Jun cast a glance and said in a thunderous voice: "You can't make the decision in this matter, let Di Jiang do it."

The great witch Qingmu said respectfully: "Qingmu has informed the ancestral witch Di Jiang."

Although the Demon Clan is the feud of the Witch Clan, he still has to salute Emperor Jun when he sees him. What matters this week is not the Demon Emperor himself but the Demon Emperor's achievements in cultivation. The Demon Emperor is a pioneer on the path of spiritual practice. He is a descendant and should be respected.

Di Jun withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Three breaths!"

Everyone knows what the three breaths mean. If the Three Breaths of the Emperor River do not arrive later, the Aoki Great Witch and the witch soldiers below him will have to stay here.

Breathe!
Two breaths!

Three breaths!

The three-breath time is coming in an instant, the sun star shines brightly, and the warm sunshine cuts through the space like a sharp sword and falls on the heads of the Aoki Great Witch and the shaman soldiers.

This is not a kind of solar rain.

An inexplicable thought came to Ji Bofu's mind. He was actually thinking about whether this was an authentic sun rain, a rain under the bright sun, or a sun rain.

At the critical moment of life and death, Great Witch Qingmu showed no fear. Di Jun's eyes flashed with admiration. Although he had seen many talented people who did not care about life and death, he still couldn't help but appreciate it every time he saw it. This kind of magnanimity is not something that ordinary geniuses can possess.

When the sun rain was about to fall, a majestic being stepped through the space and punched out to annihilate the sun rain.

"Greetings to the Ancestral Witch!" The Aoki Grand Witch and the witch soldiers knelt on one knee, their eyes full of worship. Among the witch clan, the Ancestral Witch is faith and the truth! !

"Terrible!" Ji Bofu couldn't hold it back for a moment.

After hearing this, Di Jun chuckled and said: "The Wu Clan is on the wrong path. Although it can improve cohesion, it also imprisons ideas. There will never be a shortage of capable people in the ancient world. What is lacking is ideas. The Wu Clan's ideas are imprisoned. Firmly in the hands of the ancestral witch, the ancestral witch is always strong, but it is not necessarily the case under the ancestral witch."

Ji Bofu sighed: "They have been imprisoned in their thoughts by the great path of ancestral witches. If they don't break out of the barriers, I'm afraid their future achievements will not be too high."

Demon Saint Bati was a little surprised by Ji Bofu's arrogant words, but he was relieved when he thought of His Highness's identity. If He was His Highness, he would naturally be able to say such things.

Di Jun took the opportunity to teach: "I am very pleased that you can have such an idea. Things like Tianzi, spiritual treasures, scriptures, heavenly materials and earthly treasures can all be obtained through the day after tomorrow. These things can only determine your lower limit. Only enlightenment Only your thoughts can determine your upper limit."

"Many people in the mortal world believe that becoming a saint in one day is the sublimation of thought."

"If your mind is locked, then your upper limit is locked."

Ji Bofu asked pointedly: "So the minds of these witch soldiers are locked up? The ancestral witches should know this problem, why don't they solve it?"

"It can't be solved!" Di Jun looked at the witch soldiers below with pity in his eyes, and said: "The witch clan is originally a patchwork race. At that time, in order to make the witch clan capable of competing with the demon clan as soon as possible, the twelve ancestor witches We can only use our own avenue to imbue the Witch Clan, so as to improve their strength as quickly as possible so that they have the capital to fight against the Monster Clan."

"In this way, although the Wu clan has achieved great improvement in a short period of time, their upper limit has been locked."

"Instead of saying that the witch clan and the demon clan are fighting against each other, it is better to say that the twelve ancestral witches and their servants are competing against the monster clan."

Ji Bofu understood clearly, "Is this why the Witch Clan is born with the ability to control the laws?"

Di Jun nodded and said: "Yes, after becoming the servant of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, you will naturally be able to use the great ways of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are strong, but the witch clan has no upper limit."

Ji Bofu frowned slightly: "Those twelve ancestral witches are the upper limit of the witch clan. Ordinary witch soldiers and great witches push the twelve ancestral witches forward. After the twelve ancestral witches break through, they will push the upper limit of the witch clan. If the cycle continues It’s quite a new way of practice.”

Di Jun was a little surprised that Ji Bofu could see this level, "Actually, if I were not the Demon Emperor, I would probably choose to join the witch clan. Although this way of practice is not beneficial to the public, it is good for the ancestral witches. A good way to practice.”

Ji Bofu did not answer, but asked: "So is this the reason why the Twelve Ancestral Witches would rather break their heads and bleed out to compete with the demon clan for dominance of the world?"

"Correct!"

After Di Jun was silent for a moment, he said: "The demon clan and the witch clan are the collision of two different ideas. The demon clan pursues the blooming of a hundred flowers and common prosperity, while the witch clan seeks to create gods, using the power of the masses to create a god. To push the upper limit of the public.”

"Tsk!"

Ji Bofu clicked his tongue and stopped talking. He looked down at the Aoki Great Witch and the shaman soldiers, his eyes filled with pity.

Emperor Jun noticed Ji Bofu's pity and said with a smile: "You kid, don't pity them. I don't know how many people in the whole world are envious of the Wu clan, and I don't know how many people want to practice in this way."

Ji Bofu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's not like Pindao. Pindao was born with everything, so why not eat minced meat?"

On the contrary, Di Jun comforted him and said: "What's wrong with this? Born noble, you are born noble. Why go and ask for trouble? As long as you go looking for trouble, you will always have endless suffering."

"Nobility has a noble way of practice, and hardship has a hard way of practice. Although they are called noble and humble, they are essentially both practices. There is no difference in my eyes."

Ji Bofu curled his lips. If these words had not come from Di Jun's mouth, he would have beaten him all over his head. Who would be a good person who wants to practice in a difficult way? Is he born with a mean bone?
Di Jiang held his head high and his chest high, and said in a voice like a bell: "Di Jun, is it inappropriate for you, the majestic Demon Emperor, to take action against an ordinary son of our Witch Clan?"

Di Jun leaned on the dragon chair, with a sense of coolness, and said with a smile: "If I don't take action against them, you don't know how long you will hide. The leader of the powerful Wu Clan likes to watch his own people. Are you going to fight in secret and watch in secret?"

"Fuck your fucking fart!"

Ancestor Di Jiang showed his 'quality' as soon as he opened his mouth and greeted his old rival's mother in just one sentence.

Emperor Jun was not annoyed and said: "As far as we are concerned, Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother, to a certain extent, you and I are still brothers. Is this how you greet your own mother?"

Di Jiang hummed and complained: "I haven't seen you for a while, but you are still as sharp as ever. In the past, when you were sharp, you had a brother beside you who could share the pressure for you and prevent you from being beaten by others. Now that you don't have a brother, you have to fight on your own. Yes, are you happy?"

Di Jun didn't care that Di Jiang tore his wounds, and joked: "My brothers are serious siblings. Speaking of which, I would like to ask the ancestral witch Di Jiang, what do you think of your twelve ancestral witches?" They are also brothers, but how come I heard that there are factions among the twelve ancestral witches, and there are even two or five young ones?"

"If you ask me, one brother is enough. If there are too many, you will inevitably be unable to estimate them. Once you are unable to estimate them, you may be like your witch clan who are so close to each other on the surface but secretly want to stab their own brothers."

"Everyone else is a brother at heart, but you, the Wu Clan, can't get through the phone when something happens. You are indeed a Wu Clan that is full of brothers and sisters!!"

Damn Gonggong and Zhurong! !
Di Jiang cursed in his heart. The glorious deeds of his two brothers had spread throughout the world. Di Jun choked him with this matter, and he had no ability to talk back.

When Di Jun saw that Di Jiang was still speechless, he felt relieved. Then he straightened his back and said, "Okay, now that the gossip is over, it's time to talk about business."

(End of this chapter)