Starting from crossing the Fengshen

In chaos.

Looking at the ruined Paradise that was being assimilated by chaos, the Taoist Jie Yin and the Taoist Zhunti were in tears.

This is really a case of a fire in the city gate that affects all the fish in the pond.

In fact, if it was just the world of Paradise, they wouldn’t care if it was destroyed.

With their abilities, they can create another paradise at any time.

The key point is that in Paradise, there are trillions of believers and hundreds of millions of disciples.

The Shang Dynasty dominated the ancient world, and Buddhism had to migrate to Paradise.

This includes everyone's elite disciples.

But due to the sudden huge explosion, all the believers and more than 99% of the disciples were reduced to ashes.

They were in a panic and only managed to save less than a million people.

Millions of people.

It sounds like a lot, and it is actually quite a lot.

But compared to the original hundreds of millions of disciples, it is almost equivalent to the destruction of the religion.

The only thing to be thankful for is that most of the disciples above the Golden Immortal level are fine.

Otherwise, they would really cry.

Zhunti Taoist's face was filled with misery: "Brother, you and I have worked hard for millions of years, but now almost everything has gone to waste in one day. This old man is really hateful."

"Hey!"

The Taoist Jie Yin also looked full of pain.

Although most of the disciples who were Golden Immortals and above were rescued, these people alone were completely unable to support the development of Buddhism.

The Shang Dynasty dominated the ancient world. Although they did not ban Buddhism, they did not dare to enter the ancient world easily.

To develop, we still have to rely on disciples.

He had already felt that Buddhism's fortune had suddenly disappeared by 70%.

But at this moment, he could only comfort Zhunti Taoist and said: "Brother, no matter what, our Buddhist foundation is still there, you and I are still here, it is much better than the original situation.

The Three Pure Ones have all fallen.

Even Taiqing Heaven, Shangqing Heaven and Yuqing Heaven were completely destroyed, and the disciples of the three religions were buried in them.

The three religions are now dead in name only."

Although there are still tens of billions of disciples of the three religions in the prehistoric world, with the deaths of the Three Pure Ones, all the direct disciples of the three religions have also died. What is the point of having so many disciples?
There is no need for the Great Shang Dynasty to take action, they will fall apart on their own.

Zhunti Taoist said angrily: "It's all my fault. I misjudged him before. I didn't expect him to be so cruel and ruthless. It's ok that he harmed Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, but he also wanted to drag us down with him until his death."

The Taoist Jie Yin had a look of pain on his face and just sighed.

He doesn't blame me.

There was only fear in my heart and confusion about the future.

You know, I swallowed Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, condensed Pangu's primordial spirit, and obtained the Zhuxian Sword.

But even so, he was still forced to self-destruct by Di Qi.

Moreover, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation had just been established.

From this we can see how desperate Laozi was at that time and how powerful Di Qi was.

Perhaps, Emperor Qi is already on par with Daozu.

The Taoist Jie Yin guessed secretly.

This guess seemed a bit absurd, but reason told him that it was probably not far from the truth, otherwise Laozi, who had condensed Pangu's primordial spirit, would not have been forced to self-destruct in despair.

and also.

It’s fine if you’re Di Qiqiang, but you even trained ten saints!
Is this going against the will of heaven?

Previously, Laozi provoked Di Qi, and the two entered into a fierce battle in the chaos. He and Zhunti Taoist had originally gone forward to watch the battle, but they discovered Nuwa and others who had rushed into the chaos, and were immediately frightened.

The five sons of Sanhuang, Changxi, Longji and Diqi all became saints.

Fearing that they would be beaten up, they dared not step forward.

The Shang Dynasty was so powerful, how could their Buddhism develop in the future?

The key point is that these ten saints are not the final number. Since Emperor Qi can train ten saints, he will definitely be able to train twenty saints, thirty saints... or even more in the future, just like the quasi-saints and Daluo Jinxian of Yin Shang.

Emperor Qi must have mastered the method of cultivating a mature saint.

There is no solution to this.

When Zhunti Taoist saw the look on Jieyin Taoist's face, he quickly understood what the other party was thinking. His face became even more sad and bitter: "Brother, what should we do next?"

The Taoist Jie Yin pondered for a long time before he looked up and said quietly, "Junior brother, let's surrender to Emperor Qi."

"what!"

Taoist Zhunti exclaimed, completely stunned.

After all, they are saints, high and mighty, yet they have to submit to Emperor Qi.

The Taoist Jie Yin said calmly: "Emperor Qi is too strong, we are no match for him. In the past, we had Jile Tian, ​​and we could still survive. But now, what else do we have?
The fact that Di Qi does not preach the orthodox doctrine does not have any direct conflict of interest with us, nor will it restrict our missionary work.

Only by returning to the primitive times can we achieve better development.

You know, now not only the Three Pure Ones, but also Zhen Yuanzi and the others are all dead.

If we go back to the wild to preach, who will be our opponent?"

Nuwa did not establish a religion, and now that she has entered Emperor Qi's harem, she will not preach anymore.

Hou Tu, whose roots are in the Wu clan, also did not establish a religion.

Haotian and Yaochi returned to Zixiao Palace.

The quasi-saints of the Shang Dynasty enjoyed the good fortune of the Shang Dynasty and also would not preach.

It can be said that if Buddhism were to return to the ancient times, it would have no rivals at all.

To promote Buddhism is their obsession.

Besides, is it embarrassing to bow down and submit to someone who is as good as Daozu?
After all, in the prehistoric world, the strong are respected.

Zhunti Taoist fell into deep thought, and after a long while he slowly nodded and said, "But Senior Brother, will Di Qi accept it?"

The Taoist Jie Yin affirmed: "If it was in the past, Emperor Qi would definitely not and would not dare to accept it. But with his current cultivation and the strength of Yin Shang, we have long been ignored by him."

Taoist Zhunti looked unhappy, but he had to nod.

The Shang Dynasty was too powerful.

Strong enough to accept the surrender of Buddhism without any worries at all.

……

In the chaos outside the sky, there are six major worlds: Wahuangtian, Taiqingtian, Shangqingtian, Yuqingtian, Jiletian and Wuzutian. Only Wuzutian survived the explosion.

Because in Wuzutian, there is Pangu Temple.

With the suppression of Pangu Palace, Wuzutian was as solid as a rock, but he was knocked into the depths of chaos by the huge explosion. He has already moved trillions of miles away from the prehistoric world, and his speed has not stopped yet.

After Wu Zutian and others, Hou Tu will move it to the vicinity of the prehistoric world, which is estimated to be hundreds or thousands of years later.

……

puff!
In the depths of chaos, Luohu was gushing out demonic blood and his aura was fluctuating.

He is lucky.

After discovering Nuwa and the other eleven saints, he was so frightened that he quickly moved away, and thus he was able to survive the big explosion.

But he was also seriously injured and dying.

After a thousand years of healing, all that was left was loneliness.

"Emperor Qi! Emperor Qi!"

Luohou gritted his teeth, full of hatred.

At this moment, his hatred for Yin Qi had already surpassed that for Hongjun.

If it weren't for Di Qi, how could he have failed to achieve his ambitions and instead suffered heavy losses time and time again.

"Hey."

He raised his eyebrows and sighed, walking out of the chaos.

Looking at Luohou, whose injuries were even more serious than a thousand years ago, he was speechless.

Luo Hou smiled awkwardly: "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for making fun of you. But I am afraid that my entry into Guixu will be delayed due to my current condition." (End of this chapter)