Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

"The past, present and future should be one. The Three Pure Ones are one, the three religions are one family, and Buddhism should be like this." The Bodhisattva Cundi said leisurely.

At this point in the exchange, the Bodhisattva Cundi finally opened up another lotus world here, revealing the eight-foot-tall golden body of Buddha that had been cultivated for thousands of years, to discuss the Dharma with Luo Zu.

The Sage Zhunti was quite considerate of Luo Zu, and his words were all based on Luo Zu's many thoughts and ideas, instead of forcing his own ideas on Luo Zu.

If he had such thoughts, how could Luo Zu resist? He might even be fascinated and listen attentively here.

"Although fellow Taoist has recommended fellow Taoist Dipankara, the opportunity has not come yet, and he will not join our Buddhist sect. If he understands the principle that the three religions are one family, he will surely join Buddhism on his own and take on the role of Buddha." The Sage Zhunti talked about this unprecedented case.

But according to Luo Zu, it is the Zhunti Saint who dares not to go against Yuanshi Tianzun. After all, although the Three Pure Ones are separated, they are still united. If Yuanshi Tianzun is really bullied, the other two will not stand idly by, especially when the Western saint comes here to commit sins.

"The Buddha's dignity is so precious that I cannot accept it. Saint, please seek someone else." Luo Zu finally refused.

"Alas, fellow Taoist, why are you so obsessed? I know that you have a big prejudice against me, but how can your words be applied to the present? How do you know whether those memories are just an illusion?" The Bodhisattva Manjusri said again.

After hearing this, Luo Zu was slightly surprised. It seemed that his earlier time travel was really known to everyone. Of course, the people here were saints.

"The dream of three thousand years is like a dream, like an illusion, like lightning and dew, but the saint is more fascinated by it than I am." The meaning of Luo Zu's words was almost to point out to the saint why you are so anxious.

But the Bodhisattva Cundi was indeed anxious, after all, a purple lotus had already bloomed in the lotus world he had opened up.

Then a purple phoenix spread its wings and flew out.

The purple phoenix landed beside the two and opened its golden mouth, "The Queen has issued a decree, inviting the ancestor of humanity, Luo Zu, to the Wa Palace for a discussion. I also ask the Saint Zhunti to be accommodating."

Luo Zu could sense that the time in this world had just undergone an extreme jump, suddenly accelerating, suddenly regressing, pausing and continuing, changing constantly. If Luo Zu had not been in it himself, with the Great Luo Dao Ji in his body, and his true spirit as the Great Luo essence, he would not have been able to feel these changes in time that did not leave any trace.

It was obvious that the two saints were pulling each other and competing secretly, and the final result was out and was placed in front of Luo Zu.

Nuwa is one step ahead and sends Zifeng into this lotus world.

Zhunti Saint sighed helplessly, waved his hand and said: "Since the goddess has given the order, this humble monk dares not disobey."

Then the lotus world gradually collapsed, and Zi Feng carried Luo Zu on his back.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Zu, please follow me to the Wahuang Palace."

"Yes." Luo Zu was very happy.

Nuwa has finally arrived. If this old bald donkey keeps chanting like this, he might convert Luo Zu to Buddhism and make him a background Buddha in the paradise.

As for the many words said by the Saint Zhunti, he even bluntly stated that Luo Zu’s memory of time travel might be a dream, and he did not care. You can convert a Daluo, but you cannot distort Daluo’s judgment of his own memory.

The purple phoenix flapped its wings and flew through the chaos, arriving at the gate of a magnificent palace.

The palace gate slowly opened because of Zi Feng's arrival, and countless brilliant lights fell into Luo Zu's eyes.

The Wa Palace, a sacred space established by the goddess Nuwa in the outer heavens, has always been shrouded in mystery, and no great deity has ever entered it. Well, that's a "hellish joke," since Nuwa herself was ordered by the Dao Ancestor to seal herself away in the Wa Palace not long after establishing this sacred space.

Zi Feng stopped in front of the door, meaning that he wanted Luo Zu to walk in, and it would be inconvenient for him to carry Luo Zu on his back.

Luo Zu understood the righteousness of the matter and would not let Him carry him again: "Thank you for seeing me off, fellow Daoist."

Zi Feng nodded gently: "The merits of our ancestors are profound, and I am very lucky to be able to carry them on my back."

The colorful sedan chair was carried by everyone. If it were not for the relationship with Nuwa, how could Luo Zu be carried by a purple phoenix camel in the Daluo Wuji realm?

The Purple Phoenix with such great skills calls himself the ancestor in the Phoenix clan, and the other Phoenixes have to unite in the prehistoric continent to welcome him back to the clan.

But seriously speaking, Zi Feng is Zi Feng. Although it looks like a phoenix, it has nothing to do with the phoenix clan.

He is a congenitally divine being, not of the Phoenix clan. He was born long ago and followed Nuwa very early on. Later, with the help of Nuwa, he achieved the state of Daluo Wuji. After that, he sealed himself in the Wahuang Palace with Nuwa and heard Nuwa preach. His Taoism must have increased a lot.

While Luo Zu was daydreaming, he had already passed through the open gate of the Wahuang Palace and entered the Wahuang Palace surrounded by dazzling five-colored light.

As soon as you enter the Queen Nuwa Palace, you will see its bizarre and dazzling beauty. It is not crowded, but vast and boundless, able to accommodate dozens or even hundreds of multiverses.

But what Luo Zu was standing on was still green grass, not some kind of spiritual energy or conceptual avenue that evolved from abstract strange things.

Rumble!
After walking a few steps, a group of giant beasts came galloping from the distant jungle and broke into the grassland where he was.

The appearance of the giant beast is difficult to describe. Its torso is composed of three black holes, and its limbs are made of gray flesh and bones. Therefore, its body is so huge that it is comparable to a galaxy in the universe. Wherever it goes, no grass will grow, and the ground will be scraped to a depth of three light years.

They rushed past and swept away all the grass under Luo Zu's feet, leaving Luo Zu with no place to stand and could only walk in the air.

As for where they are going, Luo Zu's divine sense has already sensed the countless avenues of the world in the Queen Nuwa Palace, so he also knows the movement patterns of these giant beasts. They are migrating to avoid the "rainy season" 300,000 light-years away. This disaster will fly over at the speed of one light-year every moment, and it will take 30 million years to submerge the entire world.

In addition to the "rainy season" disaster, this world also has the "solar age" disaster and the "winter" disaster.

Each disaster is enough to destroy the entire world again and again.

However, after destruction comes rebirth. Tenacious creatures like cockroaches will rapidly reproduce and thrive on the land after the disaster, and new species will be born, completely different from the species before the previous disaster.

At this moment, this world has already iterated thirty-six thousand times.

There are many giant beasts like the one just now on this land, an astronomical number.

There are many problems in this world, but one of them is that no intelligent creatures have ever been born.

Whether it is the giant beast formed by the three black holes, or the tiny primordial worms as small as dust, there is no trace or sign of the birth of intelligence.

"Does the Goddess Nuwa intend to recreate the primordial world, creating a bizarre new one?" (End of Chapter)