Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 789 This is Dongzhou of my Three Immortal Sect

It can be felt that the boy was trying hard to make his voice sound light and casual, but he could not conceal the proud contempt in his voice.

It was as if all the living beings under his feet, whether they were Bodhisattvas or Arhats, were nothing more than ants to him.

Allowing you to kneel down to welcome me is already a great favor.

What kind of master could allow the boy under his seat to be so spoiled.

“Master Taixu…”

The few rescued Three Immortals Sect disciples all stared blankly at the looming figure on the treasure chariot. Amid the fluttering black sleeves, the fair and handsome profile looked so transcendent and yet a little unfamiliar.

Finally, one of the thin men exclaimed: "It's him!"

However, just as he was about to utter the name, he immediately reacted and covered his mouth with his hand.

Isn’t the name Taixu the one who fled from Nanzhou but was rejected by Lingxu Cave and wanted to get rid of him by using half of the Tianta Mountain Taoist temple!
But the other party's appearance now does not match the person in this disciple's impression. Even senior brothers and sisters like Youyao and Li Shan may not have such a shocking aura.

"Disciple Xiang Ming, respectfully welcomes Senior Brother Taixu!"

Xiang Ming looked solemn. He used all his strength to get up from the ground, then knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully towards the sky.

He didn't know Master Taixu, but he could understand the "Three Immortals Teachings".

This was a fellow disciple from Beizhou who came to help. They had finally waited for this moment, and the sword he had just struck was worthy of their respect.

"We respectfully welcome Senior Brother Taixu!"

The female disciple threw away the magic sword in her hand, and knelt on one knee together with the disciples behind her. They all treated the Taoist Master Xuanshang in the sky as if they were half an elder, and performed the most respectful ceremony among peers.

Unlike the disciples of the Three Immortals Sect, even though they were seriously injured by the sword just now, the five Bodhisattvas still gritted their teeth and not only did not kneel down, they even quietly took out their respective Buddhist treasures.

"..."

Ancestor Shenxu quietly watched the scene below. After a moment, he sneered, "Since you are unwilling to kneel and greet me, you must want to die."

After saying that, he obediently retreated behind Zhenjun.

When the leading Bodhisattva heard this, his blood-stained face suddenly twitched violently. He held a lotus in his hand, raised his head and said sternly: "You disciples of the Immortal Sect have trespassed into the East Continent of my Bodhi Sect without permission..."

At this moment, the Taoist who was sitting lazily raised his index finger slightly.

In an instant, the ancient immortal sword that was inserted straight into the stone steps of the hall suddenly trembled slightly, and the whole body exuded the terrifying aura of the Seven Tempered Spirit Treasure!
It did not leave the long steps, but dozens of straight lines quietly appeared on the body of the leading Bodhisattva. Blood plasma slowly overflowed from the lines, accompanied by a snapping sound. The whole body, including the lotus in its hand, was dismembered cleanly and neatly, turning into dozens of pieces of minced meat.

Shen Yi sat up straighter and asked the monks calmly, "I didn't hear it clearly just now. Whose Dongzhou is it?"

"Ho-"

Heavy breathing sounds could be heard one after another around the hall.

The remaining four Bodhisattvas trembled all over as they watched their senior brother die in front of them without any chance of fighting back. The person in front of them must be the first disciple of the mountain who had reached the ninety-nine transformations. And looking at the seven-tempered immortal sword, it could only mean that the other party was the most outstanding one among these senior disciples.

Even a level higher than Chu Xi who took the lead earlier!
Thinking of this, the Bodhisattva instinctively felt a strong fear in his heart, but this was at the foot of Mount Xumi in the east. If he and others admitted that Dongzhou could be divided equally with the other party... not to mention that they alone could not make the decision. If they said this, they would be skinned alive when they returned.

They turned around and looked at the many Arhats.

Yes! This is just a show of strength. Don't be fooled. They don't believe that this person really dares to slaughter thousands of monks on Mount Xumi in broad daylight.

If you have the guts, kill me and the rest of them!

"This is! The Bodhi Sect's Dongzhou!"

Another Bodhisattva roared, but before he could finish his words, the many Arhats behind him had already shouted in unison.

However, in just a breath, the heads fell to the ground one after another, and the strong smell of blood immediately enveloped the entire hall.

There was no hesitation at all during the whole process, and the sword arrived as soon as the sound came.

Just now I thought this was just a show of force from the Bodhisattva, but now my throat couldn't stop rolling, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down my forehead, and it seemed like there was a ball of fire hidden in my throat.

He stared at the chariot in the sky in disbelief, but saw that the young man had a calm expression, still sitting high in the sky, waiting for his and his group's response.

"Dongzhou... is the Bodhi sect..."

Many of their fellow disciples died before their eyes. The remaining ones, perhaps hoping for a lucky break or perhaps aroused their ferocity, raised their heads one by one and stared at the mysterious figure with eyes wide open, but their voices became much lower.

There were indeed many casualties when the two religions fought, but they were almost all life-and-death situations, and they had an excuse to not hold back when they told others about it. But the situation in front of us, where they clearly had the situation under control but still wanted to kill, was so rare that there were hardly any examples of this kind in the two religions.

The other party wanted to enter the robbery in order to compete for the incense. If he really caused such a large-scale killing, when the Three Immortals Sect and the Bodhi Sect confronted each other, this person would definitely not end up well, which is contrary to their interests.

Even the favored Tianjiao disciple was probably nervous at the moment, just holding on. As long as he and others could hold on a little longer...

This time, the sword light didn't even allow them to finish their words.

puff!puff!
The only remaining Bodhisattva looked back tremblingly, only to see that there was no one alive behind him, and corpses were scattered all over the ground, as if it was purgatory on earth.

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips trembling, and looked back with distorted features.

A tall figure was reflected in the pupils.

The Great Master Taixu had come to him at some point, and gently touched his forehead with his hand, asking casually, "Whose Dongzhou?"

The Bodhisattva felt the coldness on his face, and a creepy feeling quickly spread throughout his body.

His voice trembled: "It's... from you and me... Dongzhou..."

Even though he had already admitted this, the coldness between his brows became even more sinister. The slender five fingers slowly dug into his skull, and thick blood plasma slid down, staining his vision red.

"wrong."

Under the Bodhisattva's horrified gaze, the young man shook his head seriously, his voice still clear: "Without you."

The next moment, he indifferently crushed the head of the Bodhisattva.

Shen Yi withdrew his hand and quietly watched the man in front of him fall backwards.

Not only did he specially take out this precious chariot from Yun Miao Zhenren's storage bag, he also specially brought a boy with him. He was so ostentatious and arrogant just for one thing.

If the Golden Immortals heard about this and came out in full force and headed straight to Dongzhou, he would save himself a lot of trouble.

But now it seems that, except for Chi Yunzi, the other Golden Immortals do not have this intention. Even if the words are spoken seriously, their actions have already proved the attitude of the Three Immortals Sect.

Want to reconcile?
dream.

Shen Yi stretched out his hand, and the Wuwei sword that was deeply embedded in the stone steps flew up with a whoosh and fell into his palm.

He turned around with his sword in hand, glanced casually at the group of disciples kneeling in front of the hall, and said calmly, "Stand up, follow me and fight back."

The moment they heard these words, for some unknown reason, the hearts of several Three Immortals Sect disciples were shaken violently.

What the group of monks could see, they could naturally see as well.

Even if the fight has come to this point, let alone the younger disciples, didn’t you see that even the Great Freedom Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva had to find an excuse after taking action.

No matter how lame the excuse is, you have to have one, otherwise it would be breaking the rules and give people something to talk about.

What they fear is that when the time comes for the reckoning, they will be pushed out to vent their anger on the other sect, and their own family will have no excuse to protect them. Everyone knows that this fight will not last forever, and there will always be a day when it ends. By then, even if they are not killed, at least they will not get any benefits.

In other words, this Senior Brother Taixu came to Dongzhou not to compete for incense, and he even risked giving up his future just to support himself and others and vent his anger.

"Disciple obey!"

Xiang Ming wiped his face with his sleeve and stood up suddenly: "We will definitely follow you till death!"

How did the Bodhi Sect bully them in the past? Now we must pay it back in full!
"..."

Also staring closely at this scene was the monk Zhikong who was hiding in the sky.

When he was still worried about whether Lord Shen could survive after going to Beizhou, the other party suddenly appeared in front of him again.

The same attitude of looking down on everything is no less than when he was in Nanzhou.

Bodhisattvas are afraid of him and immortals kneel before him.

Even though he came from Nanzhou to the vortex of the two religions, the other party was still Lord Shen who controlled everything.

Of course, Zhikong didn't know why Lord Shen would act as the eldest brother of the Three Immortals Sect, but he always believed that no matter what the other party did, it must be for the lives of those mortals who were ignored like ants by the gods and Buddhas.

"call."

But in just a moment, the monk calmed down.

He did not forget that there was an old man next to him who might do something bad to Lord Shen.

Zhikong was very self-aware. The future Buddha had said before that he had two reasons for accepting him. Apart from his Buddha's heart, the only thing that made these giants of the world take a liking to him was his acquaintance with Lord Shen.

Trying to trick me into letting my guard down... humph!

"hiss."

The Future Buddha glanced at the subtle changes in Jin Chanzi's expression with his peripheral vision, and his heart sank. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but clench his crutch tightly again.

After a moment, he resisted the urge to hit the other man's bristly head and turned his gaze back to the young man below.

The future Buddha, who looked like an old man, raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

The seven-tempered magic treasure could certainly help the cultivator to achieve what he saw before him, but with only the nine-nine transformations of cultivation, how could he possibly grasp it so precisely and do it so lightly?

He concealed his cultivation and faced the calamity in such a strange manner.

If not for the incense, then what for?
The Future Buddha seemed to have seen his own fate, but he could not see it clearly, because he could not understand at all what a young cultivator like him could change.

If any other True Buddha Emperor were here today, the other party’s plan would be almost over.

Unfortunately, it was me who came.

"Forget it, since you can't see clearly."

The Future Buddha smacked his lips and said lazily, "Then just pretend you didn't see it."

If the Bodhi religion is going to cause a great catastrophe, it should be done by the Buddha who is in charge. What does it have to do with me, the future Buddha?

"Go on your own... Remember to stay away from him. I have prepared two paths in total. Now I have lost one. You are the only disciple left. Don't send him away for no reason."

The old man turned around and slowly walked down from the clouds.

"..."

Monk Zhikong turned around and ignored the Future Buddha's reminder. He only wanted to find out more information for Master Shen: "Where are you going, Master?"

boom!
The old man finally couldn't help himself and turned around and hit him on the head with his cane.

As one of the three great Buddhas, he sincerely wanted to accept a disciple for the first time. However, every word "Master" from this kid's mouth was with a purpose. Which giant could tolerate this?

He rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "Let's go sit down at Dongxumi."

Although the fate that I cannot see clearly is of no use at the moment, it cannot be seen by others in advance. I need to divert the attention of the three old monks in Dongxumi first.

As soon as he finished speaking, the future Buddha had quietly disappeared from the spot.

Only Zhikong was left with a grin on his face. He rubbed his forehead hard, but he had no intention of going to see Lord Shen immediately. Who knew if this old guy was just bluffing? It would be better to wait and see the situation.

……

Near Nanping Prefecture.

A secluded cliff.

Several disciples of the Three Immortals Sect sat cross-legged, also looking seriously injured, even worse off than Xiang Ming and others in the city.

Fortunately, there was a man in green shirt nearby who carefully set up the formation, took out some pills, and even spent his own power to heal everyone.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li Shan."

After a long time, everyone's complexion improved and they slowly opened their eyes. They first expressed gratitude and then looked in the direction of the city where they had noticed the violent turmoil before.

The murderous aura was so terrifying that it even seemed like the Bodhisattva's fall.

"Brother, who was the person who attacked? Why don't we have any impression of him?"

"..."

Li Shan looked at it with emotion, remembering the amazing sword light from before.

When I first arrived in Dongzhou, I was thinking about how to save more fellow disciples. To put it nicely, I was being cautious. To put it bluntly... I was used to living in Beizhou, and when I first came to the territory of Bodhi Sect, I always felt a little restrained. It is not an exaggeration to say that I was a bully in my own backyard.

I just want to try to recover some of the losses before my elders come, and take it step by step.

But the previous turbulent breath made him feel a little ashamed.

Thinking of what my master once said, that there is no need to hold back, I thought that the fellow disciple who had just joined the sect might be what the Immortal Emperor should be like in the minds of many elders.

"That's Senior Brother Taixu from Lingxu Cave."

"Taixu... Senior Brother?" Several disciples withdrew their gazes in surprise. Among their peers in Beizhou, there was actually someone who was worthy of being called Senior Brother by Li Shan.

"Senior Brother Taixu, you are the first disciple of my Three Immortals Sect." Li Shan did not deny it. Instead, he emphasized his tone again. He did not care at all that this would enhance the prestige of others. He was just being realistic.

As soon as the title of "First Disciple" was uttered, the place fell into dead silence.

In the past, Senior Brother Li Shan, Senior Sister Youyao, and Master Qixian of the Dongji Emperor's Palace formed a three-way balance of power in Beizhou.

It had only been a short time since he and his companions left, but the position of the first disciple had already been given to another family.

"What on earth happened, Senior Sister Youyao and Master Qixian..." It took the disciples a long time to digest this news.

"That's a long story." Li Shan smiled helplessly, with a bit more sharpness in his eyes. Since Senior Brother Taixu had started it, he couldn't embarrass his master.

To test his skills, he must take the lives of a few monks.

(End of this chapter)