Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 794 Two Emperors
"..."

Shen Yi once met two first-rank strong men, one of whom was in the imperial city, full of decadence, and regarded himself as a creature of the mortal world. If the other party had not admitted it himself, others would not have thought about it in that way at all.

The other Emperor Dongji appeared in the form of a clay sculpture. Although he was quite oppressive, he was far inferior to the great Buddha in front of him who appeared in his true form.

So what if the seventy-two golden immortals all appear together? They still have to bow their heads and salute.

This is the giant at the top, whose every word and action represents the order of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and his expression finally showed some changes.

I have done so many things at great risk to reduce the number of deaths in this world, and now I see results. Could it be that all this will be settled easily with just a few words from a real Buddha?

Not only will your efforts be in vain, they may even have a counterproductive effect.

After all, even a first-class giant has perished, so how could he just sit and watch the two sects fight to the point of heavy casualties? The situation expected by the Human Emperor is unlikely to come to pass ahead of time... and it may even never come.

Thinking of this, a fleeting chill appeared in Shen Yi's eyes.

He certainly did not approve of the Emperor's act of sacrificing the lives of ordinary people to fight for a way forward, but he also absolutely did not want to see all the gods and Buddhas in the sky enjoying themselves, turning the world into a prison, and ordinary people becoming blood food with no hope at all.

Just thinking about that kind of scene makes people feel powerless.

What's more, it was because of my own reasons.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and tried to regulate his breathing, feeling the irrepressible greed and rage that permeated among the disciples of both sides beneath the apparently respectful silence.

He opened his eyes again, and his gaze gradually returned to calm.

The fire was lit by your own hands. So what if you are a real Buddha? Can you put it down?

"The Emperor of Man is unjust, and that is why the world is doomed to disaster."

The Joyful True Buddha was wearing a cassock and sitting high on a lotus pedestal. His eyes, filled with a hint of warmth, swept across the faces below one by one, from the Bodhisattvas of Great Wish and the Golden Immortals to the ordinary third-rank disciples and even the novice monks who were responsible for serving tea and water. He did not miss a single person.

"The two religions ordered you to enter the calamity in order to enlighten the world and save people from suffering. How did it turn into a fight of bravery and brutality? Have you been blinded by the incense?"

"Confused." Joyful True Buddha shook his head gently.

After hearing this gentle and not too serious advice, the Bodhisattva of Snow Mountain and the other monks responded seriously: "Disciple knows that I am wrong."

Xuanweizi and other immortals quietly raised their eyebrows.

It is obvious that such empty talk alone cannot solve the problem. After all, if the catastrophe is to continue, an Immortal Emperor will have to be elected to save people from suffering. If we want to compare them, doesn't it depend on who has saved more sentient beings? In the final analysis, it depends on who has a bigger temple. What's the difference?
"..."

Joyful True Buddha slowly withdrew his gaze. To be honest, as one of the two people closest to the living Buddha, he had never expected that the catastrophe would reach such an extent.

According to the original intention, even that group of third-rank disciples didn't have to take real action. They just had to add fuel to the flames in secret. If the Divine Dynasty hadn't suddenly taken out a batch of demon-slaying orders, those disciples alone would have been able to travel across the four continents.

But now that things have come to this, we have to find a solution.

The reason for replacing the Human Emperor with the Immortal Emperor is that the two religions are no longer bound by others and can enjoy the incense of the worldly world stably.

If the situation continues to develop in this way, just for the position of the Immortal Emperor, I am afraid that both religions will be dragged down and there will be no end in sight.

"Well, let's compare."

The Happy Buddha sighed with emotion: "It just so happens that the three great disciples of Mount Xumi and the younger generation of your sect have all gathered in Dongzhou. If you want to save the people, in addition to a kind heart, you do need extraordinary skills... But, harmony is the most important thing."

Hearing this, the Bodhisattvas and immortals on both sides were stunned for a moment, and then they all nodded.

If we have to fight anyway, we might as well keep the situation within acceptable limits.

The Divine Dynasty is on its last breath, and it is time to elect the Immortal Emperor to replace the Human Emperor.

This opportunity could be used to dispel the resentment in the hearts of the disciples of the Bodhi Sect, and also to suppress the aggressive disciples of the Three Immortal Sect, so that they would know that with the combined power of the three Mount Sumerus, those temples would not be so easy to snatch away.

"We have no objection, but we need to wait a few more days." Xuanweizi took a step forward and bowed.

"..." Happy True Buddha glanced at him meaningfully, then smiled and did not refuse.

This group of Golden Immortals were clearly wary of what happened to the younger generation. They had lost trust in the Bodhi Religion and were worried that the True Buddha would bully the weak, so they wanted to call for support.

"Go."

The True Buddha waved his hand, and in an instant, all the Golden Immortals and their disciples were sent out of East Xumi.

Only the monks from Mount Sumeru of the Three Continents remained in the mountain.

He looked down at the monks quietly.

One was greedy, the other shared a common hatred for the enemy. The outcome of this fight had already been decided.

"Master."

Finally, the Great Freedom Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva stood up and walked out of the crowd. He stretched out his hand and summoned a yellow cloud and held it in his arms. When the cloud dissipated, the monk Miaoyin, who was barely breathing, appeared.

He lowered his head, picked up his disciple, and said in a hoarse voice: "A few days are not enough, please give this child a chance, at least wait another three months."

The moment Monk Miaoyin appeared, many Bodhisattvas immediately showed guilt and hatred on their faces.

They urged the other party to come down the mountain to stand up for Dong Xumi, but they were beaten like this by the old man from the Three Immortals Sect. If they had followed the True Buddha's instructions, Senior Brother Miaoyin would undoubtedly have missed this catastrophe.

At this moment, even the monks who came from the other two continents looked towards the True Buddha with some empathy.

"..."

Maha Libyan Bodhisattva seemed to be staring at the Master with eyes full of piety, but what he actually wanted was not a few months of time, but an attitude from the Master.

The other party is one of the nine Buddhas in the world, and his disciple was almost killed by Xuanweizi with one palm. Doesn't this matter need an explanation?
Besides, the competition was held in Dongzhou, and Miaoyin was one of the most prestigious disciples in Dongzhou, so how could he be allowed to lose?

Not only must we recover the disciple's injuries, but we must also give him enough foundation to defeat the younger Taixu of the Three Immortals Sect. It would be fair to break the backbone of this immortal in front of everyone!

"Why March?"

The Joyful True Buddha slightly extended his palm, and golden light like a pupa wrapped around Monk Miaoyin's entire body.

When the golden light faded, Miaoyin, who was only half alive, suddenly stood up again with vigor. His originally broken position became more stable. He knelt on the ground with excitement and kowtowed to the True Buddha several times: "I will live up to the True Buddha's expectations."

The Happy Buddha did not respond, but just smiled faintly.

But this action itself has given the monks many hints. Even if they are just discussing the Dharma, they are still on the territory of Dongzhou. This is the foundation of Bodhi Buddhism. They have the support of the living Buddha, so it would be difficult for them to lose!
Miaoyin raised her head and saw that the real Buddha had disappeared into the sky.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth in hatred.

True Lord Taixu relied on the support of the seventy-two golden immortals. Now that he was discussing the Dharma in front of the True Buddha, elders were not allowed to participate. He would definitely take revenge and severely humiliate Taixu, so that Xuanweizi would have to swallow his anger.

We’ll see!
……

A few days passed in a flash.

The seventy-two caves of golden immortals gathered in Nanping Prefecture and worshiped the statues of the Three Pure Ones in the main hall.

"Senior Brother Xuanwei, how long will it take?" Lingxuzi was undoubtedly the most panicked among the Golden Immortals. Now that the debate between the two sects was a foregone conclusion, it was easy to guess with one's toes how the Lingxu lineage would be targeted in the debate based on what Shen Yi had done.

Although he was furious, he also knew that now was not the time to settle accounts with Shen Yi. The most important thing was to find someone with enough weight to support him, so as to avoid being ambushed by the Bodhi Sect.

"It should be soon."

Xuanweizi slowly stood up and inserted the thin incense in his hand into the incense burner.

As if in response, under the Three Pure Ones statues, streams of light suddenly gathered from all directions. Fairy music rang out in the originally silent hall, and phantoms of hundreds of beasts and birds appeared alternately.

The sky light changed slightly, and the huge city of Nanping flickered in light and darkness.

Until the stream of light completely gathered into a human shape, a person in a sapphire and gold robe swayed on the altar. A thin middle-aged man looked dignified and wore a crown on his head.

He sat cross-legged, just below the Three Pure Ones.

Beside him were two boys, holding precious fans that were larger than their bodies, looking expressionlessly at the group of fairies below.

When the thin middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, many Golden Immortals had already performed the ritual of bowing in unison: "We pay our respects to the Emperor of Dongji."

"..."

Emperor Dongji glanced at the immortals leisurely, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Yi.

He glanced at it meaningfully.

I really want to know, when this young man who was full of high spirits and ambitions in the past sees the real Buddha and realizes his own insignificance and has to seek help from the First-Rank Emperor, will he feel a little regretful for his previous arrogance?
"This is my first disciple."

Xuanweizi noticed the Emperor's gaze and introduced him softly.

Although no one expected that the catastrophe would eventually turn into such a simple and crude battle of magic, Taixu Zhenjun, who once defeated Youyao and the other two by himself, has undoubtedly become the greatest hope of the Three Immortals Sect to surpass the Bodhi Sect in the future.

"Since the Emperor is here in person, we can rest assured."

Lingxuzi forced a smile and interrupted, "He is my disciple from the Lingxu lineage. He has caused a big disaster on this trip. I hope the Emperor will take care of him."

"Ho."

Looking at Lingxuzi's extremely hypocritical face, who wanted to use Shen Yi's achievements to enhance his reputation but was unwilling to take any responsibility, Chi Yunzi couldn't help but sneer.

"It is not this emperor who is here."

Emperor Dongji raised his hand and signaled everyone to stand up, then looked outside the hall.

Although he was an emperor, this was East Xumi after all. To be on the safe side, he asked another colleague to accompany him.

"Is there another emperor here?"

Xuanweizi's face changed slightly, but even he didn't notice it at all.

Everyone looked outside the hall.

Outside the gate, I saw a woman in casual clothes squatting on the stone steps. She was dressed like an ordinary woman and did not look imposing at all. But her fair face under her cascading black hair was enough to astonish everyone.

She gently stroked a wild dog, teasing it with her fingertips.

Not until she noticed many eyes were directed at her did she look back calmly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

"We are here to pay our respects to the Emperor of Earth!"

The immortals never expected that the person coming would be the emperor who had no interest in the catastrophe at all.

For a moment, everyone looked a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the Queen Mother Hou Tu just nodded perfunctorily, then turned her gaze back to the big yellow dog in front of her, with a bit more tenderness in her eyes.

It was as if all this group of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who stood proudly in the heaven and earth, including the so-called chief disciple of the Three Immortals Sect who was highly respected by Xuanweizi, were all tied together, but were no match for that wild dog.

"cough."

Xuanweizi smiled somewhat stiffly.

He could guess why Emperor Dongji wanted to invite this empress. After all, the other party wanted to intervene in the matter, but was unwilling to let other emperors share the credit. After much thought, only Empress Hou Tu was the most suitable.

However, when he thought that what he and others were planning to divide up now was the Divine Dynasty that the Queen had helped to establish, the strange feeling in his heart became much deeper.

"Since both emperors have arrived, I will send a letter to Dong Xumi."

Xuanweizi didn't want to stay any longer, so he led a group of immortals straight out of the hall.

At this moment, Emperor Dongji called out calmly, "Please stay for a moment."

The immortals paused and looked at each other, only to realize that the person the Emperor had called was a junior.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly turned around and looked at the emperor on the altar.

Lingxuzi was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Is the Emperor planning to lend a helping hand and help that bastard gain some background?
If someone else did this, Lingxuzi would naturally be displeased. After all, he would think that anyone who was a little nicer to Shen Yi was trying to compete for this disciple and snatch the incense of the Lingxu lineage.

The fact that the ungrateful bastard was impossible to tame also made Lingxuzi lose all confidence.

He didn't want Shen Yi to get into trouble, but he also didn't want to see the other party being too nice... But if it was the Emperor, then it wouldn't matter. After all, he was just a junior. Even if the Emperor fell in love with Shen Yi, he would not lose out on his benefits for the sake of his face.

Xuanweizi thought for a moment, then waved his sleeves and took the group of immortals away.

It is better to avoid people when it comes to this kind of thing. After all, if it is made public, it would be regarded as the Emperor interfering in the debate between the two religions, which would damage his reputation.

Soon, the crowded hall became empty.

However, things were not as the immortals thought.

Emperor Dongji looked at Shen Yi calmly and said, "All the immortals have gathered in Dongzhou. I have carefully observed that many people are missing. Most of them are injured or killed due to their lack of abilities. However, the one walking under my seat should not be among them."

"Do you have any idea as to why Qixian is not here?"

Facing the gaze of an emperor, Shen Yi's expression remained unchanged. He shook his head and said simply, "Junior doesn't know."

Hearing this, the eyes of Emperor Dongji moved. After a long while, he smiled gently and did not continue to ask: "What I said last time is still valid now. The door of the Emperor's Palace is always open to you."

As the words fell, the thin figure slowly disappeared on the altar.

Shen Yi turned around and was about to leave the hall.

At this moment, a gentle female voice sounded behind him.

"Why is it that you are clearly lying, and you know that he knows you are lying, but you don't feel guilty at all?"

(End of this chapter)