All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

The soul-searching technique is extremely powerful and can directly read the other person's memory, leaving no privacy at all.

This spell was also created by the immortal hero Chu Yang. He is now at the top of the world he lives in. Usually, apart from helping Devour Chu Yang and filling in the gaps on his side, he is constantly creating and deducing various spells.

Once he achieves something, he will immediately share it with the 'Chu Yang' in other worlds.

The long-eared Dingguang fairy screamed, holding his head and rolling over, as memories flooded into Chu Yang's mind like a tide.

"The two saints of the West are indeed insidious!"

After a while, after Chu Yang sorted out the ins and outs of the past few days, he sneered in his heart. He had heard about the despicable deeds of the Two Western Saints a long time ago, and now that he saw it with his own eyes, he despised them even more.

He put away the talisman, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Since you want to play, I'll play with you!"

Chu Yang lifted the soul-searching technique, and Chang'er Dingguangxian collapsed to the ground, his face pale and his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

Chu Yang sneered, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger. "Those two bald donkeys in the West are really insidious! They laid out their chess pieces early on. No wonder so many disciples of the Chan Sect and Jie Sect ran to the West after the Conferred Gods. It turns out that the root cause is here!"

He carefully sorted out the information obtained from the soul search, and some of the calculations of the Zhunti Saint gradually became clear to him.

The long-eared Dingguangxian, who was lying on the ground, looked like a puppet at this moment, with empty eyes and saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth. He looked very embarrassed.

Chu Yang glanced at him with disdain in his heart: "This kind of bastard is worthy of being Zhunti's chess piece? However, it saves me a lot of trouble."

With a flick of his finger, a restriction was injected into the body of Chang'er Dingguangxian, completely controlling his soul.

"Besides Piluxian, who else?"

Chu Yang stroked his chin, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

The calamity of the Conferred Gods is approaching, and undercurrents are surging among various forces. He doesn't mind stirring up the muddy water even more.

After all, he has the advantage of being a prophet, and with the Soul Palace as a big plug-in, he might be able to change the original process!
He looked at the talisman in his hand, which was glowing with golden light and had a very subtle aura of a saint. If Chu Yang had not fully understood all the basic laws, he might not have been able to discover it!
The power contained in it frightened him.

"This thing is quite interesting."

Chu Yang sat cross-legged, placed the talisman in his palm, and began to refine it.

He wanted to see what the mystery was about the talismans specially made by the Sage Zhunti.

A faint golden light flowed on the surface of the talisman. "The power of the saint..." Chu Yang took a deep breath and began to refine the talisman.

He wanted to see if he could use the power of the talisman to get a glimpse of the power of the saints. It would be best if he could find the weaknesses of the two saints of the West and then cut off their source of power!

As Chu Yang refined it, the golden light on the talisman became brighter and brighter. Gradually, a lotus shadow emerged, emitting bursts of saintly aura and a full sense of oppression.

This breath was as vast as the ocean and as deep as the abyss, as if it was going to swallow Chu Yang.

“Humph, it’s just the power of a quasi-saint!!

"Chu Yang snorted coldly and used all his strength to operate his soul to resist this oppressive feeling.

This talisman was probably not made by the two Western saints themselves. Judging from the situation, it was made by the three corpse incarnations of the saints, and its power is only that of a late quasi-saint.

If it was made by a saint himself, it should have at least the power of a quasi-saint peak. Even Chu Yang would not be a match for this talisman after it explodes!

The chaotic energy in his body surged out, faintly confronting the power of the saint, making bursts of rumbling sounds.

Inside the cave, golden light and chaotic energy intertwined together, forming a strange scene.

The space around Chu Yang's body continued to twist, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden light gradually dimmed and the lotus shadow gradually disappeared.

Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashing in them.

"I see..." He pursed his lips slightly, as if he understood something.

"I see. The power of a saint is indeed mysterious."

Chu Yang opened his eyes and sighed in admiration.

The talisman does not contain the complete power of a saint, but a projection of the power of the good corpse of the saint Zhunti. The strength of the three corpses of the saint is at least at the peak of quasi-saint. It is normal that the power of this talisman is only at the late stage of quasi-saint.

If a saint were to do it himself, the power of the talismans he refined would be at least at the peak of quasi-saint level, and I would definitely not be his opponent.

However, it was precisely because of the incompleteness of this power that Chu Yang was able to glimpse a trace of the power of the saints, and even vaguely sensed some weaknesses of the two saints in the West.

Rather than being a weakness, it is better to say that it is some subtle delays in the operation of the saint's power, like a speck of dust on a precision instrument, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect, let alone utilize.

But Chu Yang was different. He had an incredible comprehension and was proficient in many laws. In his eyes, this slight delay was as clearly visible as a firefly in the dark night.

"Since you want to play, I'll play with you."

A hint of coldness flashed in Chu Yang's eyes. He refined the talisman again, sealed the aura of the Zhunti Saint in it, and then integrated his own understanding of the power of the saint and the weaknesses of the two saints in the West, making it more "perfect".

This talisman was originally a tool used by the Saint Zhunti to control the key figures in the Conferred God Tribulation, but now, it has become a weapon for Chu Yang to plot against them.

Then Chu Yang calculated with his fingers and found that the Conferred God Tribulation was about to begin. This time, Hongjun summoned many saints to the Zixiao Palace, which should be the announcement of the Conferred God Tribulation!
At the same time, in Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun sat high on a cloud bed, and six saints stood below with their hands hanging down, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Since Pangu created the world, we have experienced the struggle between Taoism and demons, the first calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, and the calamity of witches and demons. Now, a new calamity is about to come."

Daozu Hongjun's voice was indifferent, just like the operation of the heavens, without any emotion. "This calamity is called the Conferred God Calamity. You all need to do your part and fill the vacancies on the Conferred God List."

The six saints were all silent.

The calamity of Conferred Gods is related to the rise and fall of each religion’s fortune. No one wants their disciples to be on the list and become workers of the Heavenly Court.

Especially the Chan Sect and Jie Sect, with their many disciples, were the first to be affected. Laozi stroked his beard lightly, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yuanshi Tianzun had a gloomy expression and was secretly calculating in his mind.

Tongtian Patriarch had a look of disdain on his face, as if he didn't care about the Conferred God Tribulation at all. Nuwa and Jieyin Saint also had different expressions and their own thoughts.

Only the Saint Zhunti had a barely perceptible gleam in his eyes and a sinister smile on his lips.

He had already made plans in secret, waiting for the Conferred God Tribulation to begin so that he could make a fortune and strengthen the power of the Western Religion.

Daozu Hongjun saw all the saints' reactions and did not point out anything. He just said calmly: "The Conferred God List has been established. It is difficult to defy fate. You must send your disciples to the Conferred God List as soon as possible to avoid the disaster and regret it too late."

After saying this, Daozu Hongjun disappeared, leaving the six saints looking at each other in bewilderment in Zixiao Palace.

"Brother, how should we deal with this calamity of conferring the gods?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked Laozi.

Laozi opened his eyes and said calmly: "It is fate, just let it go."

Yuanshi Tianzun cursed Laozi in his heart for being cunning, but he couldn't say anything. He turned to look at Tongtian Jiaozhu and sneered, "Junior Brother Tongtian, you have many disciples, so you must be prepared to be on the list."

Tong Tian Jiaozhu laughed and said, "The Conferred God List? It's just a piece of torn paper. My disciples of Jiejiao are all talented, so why would they be afraid of being on the list? But your disciples of Chenjiao are all righteous and righteous, but in fact they are lacking in character. If you want to be on the list, you should let your disciples of Chenjiao be on the list first!"

"you!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious and was about to explode when he saw Zhunti Saint walking towards him with a smile.

With a hypocritical smile on his face, the Bodhisattva Cundi walked between Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

“Two senior brothers, calm down, calm down,” he rubbed his hands and advised hypocritically, “The Conferred God Tribulation is destiny, you and I should just follow the will of heaven.”

After that, he turned his eyes and looked at Master Tongtian, and his tone became sarcastic: "Brother Tongtian, although you have many disciples in Jiejiao, but, well, the quality... Unless you are a saint, you are still ants!"

He paused, and continued in a sarcastic tone, "During the Conferred God Tribulation, it is inevitable that there will be some damage. Brother, you should make preparations early, otherwise it will be too late to cry when the time comes, hehe."

When Tongtian heard this, he was immediately furious, puffing his beard and glaring, "It is not your turn to comment on my disciples of Jiejiao! You should take care of the two idiots of your Western Sect first, or else the Conferred God List will be filled with your disciples, and you will have no place to cry!"

The Saint Zhunti was not angry and still smiled, as if the Master Tongtian was not scolding him.

He sighed in a pretentious manner and said, "Brother, you are joking. My Western Sect is poor and has few disciples. We have always been devoted to cultivation and have not cared about worldly affairs. This Conferred God Tribulation is nothing but a passing cloud for us."

His false aloofness made Yuanshi Tianzun frown.

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered in his heart, this Saint Zhunti was so hypocritical that it was disgusting.

He hoped that both the Chan and Jie sects would suffer heavy losses so that he, the Western sect, would reap the benefits.

Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun's heart moved, and a plan came to his mind. He said, "My two junior brothers, the Conferred God Tribulation is of great importance. Let's discuss how to deal with it."

Tong Tian Jiaozhu snorted coldly and glanced at Yuan Shi Tianzun: "What can I discuss with a hypocrite like you? Don't think I don't know what you are planning! You want to use the Conferred God Tribulation to weaken the strength of my Jiejiao? Dream on!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was not annoyed, but just smiled faintly: "Junior Brother Tongtian, what you said is wrong. The Conferred God Tribulation is destiny, you and I are both in the tribulation, why do we have to fight to the death? Why don't you and I join forces to overcome this tribulation together, isn't it better?"

“Join hands? Join hands with you?” Tong Tian Patriarch laughed as if he had heard a huge joke. “This is the first time I’ve heard you say this since the Three Pure Ones separated!! If we could join hands fairly, we, Jiejiao, would not have moved away from Kunlun Mountain!”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, the Saint Zhunti quickly interrupted and said, "Two senior brothers, two senior brothers, please say less. In my opinion, how about this? Each of our three religions send some disciples to the list. In this way, everyone can survive this disaster safely. Isn't it wonderful?"

Yuanshi Tianzun cursed Zhunti Saint for being cunning in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He nodded and said, "Brother Zhunti, what you said makes sense, but how to allocate the number of disciples is a problem."

Zhunti Saint's eyes rolled around, thinking about how to reduce the number of Western Sect disciples on the list, and at the same time let the Chan Sect and Jie Sect send more people. He was about to speak, but he heard Tongtian Sect Master suddenly said: "My Jie Sect disciples are all geniuses, how can they easily be on the list? How about this, I send one disciple to the list, and you Chan Sect and Western Sect send ten disciples each, how about that?"

Tongtian had already guessed the outcome of this incident. Not to mention that he cared about the disciples in his own sect, who among these saints did not become a saint by establishing a religion?
If he put all his disciples on the list of gods, wouldn't that shake the foundation of his sect? Wouldn't that shake the foundation of his sainthood?

After hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhunti Saint were both stunned, and then they flew into a rage. Yuanshi Tianzun said angrily: "Tongtian, you are going too far!" Zhunti Saint was even more angry and jumped up and down: "Tongtian, you... you... you are simply shameless!"

Master Tongtian laughed loudly, paying no attention to the anger of the two men.

As soon as Master Tongtian said this, there was an absolute silence in Zixiao Palace, so great that one could hear a pin drop.

The air seemed to freeze, and it was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. The smiles on Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhunti Saint's faces froze, replaced by disbelief and rage.

"Tongtian!" Yuanshi Tianzun gnashed his teeth and said word by word, "Don't go too far!"

The whisk in his hand was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.

The Saint Zhunti was so angry that his face turned red, and his finger trembled as he pointed at Master Tongtian: "You...you...you are a saint after all, how can you say such shameless words!"

Even the usually taciturn Saint Jie Yin couldn't help but frown and look at Master Tong Tian.

Tongtian Sect Leader laughed loudly, not caring about the two people's anger. Instead, he raised his eyebrows provocatively: "What? Do you two have objections to what I said?"

The situation in Zixiao Palace was tense and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Seeing this, Laozi shook his head helplessly, and then closed his eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

He knew in his heart that this calamity of conferring the gods would not involve his sect in any way. He had only one disciple, Xuan Du, and there was no way he could allow this disciple to be included in the list of conferred gods.

Nuwa kept her eyes closed the whole time, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

As a great war was about to break out, Daozu Hongjun appeared again in Zixiao Palace.

He glanced at the saints present and said calmly, "The Conferred God Calamity is destined by heaven. You are all in the calamity. We must gather all 365 righteous gods together."

Daozu Hongjun's words undoubtedly poured cold water on the argument.

Of course, he did not show up just because he agreed with what Master Tongtian said. If he didn't make up his mind, when the great calamity of the Conferred Gods really came, who knows how many variables there would be!
Although several saints were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey the will of the Taoist Ancestor.

They argued again and proposed various distribution plans, but in the end they could not reach an agreement. (End of this chapter)