Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

Chapter 345: Ten thousand years of grudges, Guangchengzi encounters obstacles in borrowing the treasure flag, and the two saints fight on Lingshan Mountain
But after Luo Xuan's death, the Chaoge army had to stay put. Under Yin Jiao's order, Shen Gongbao had to write a letter and send someone to Chaoge overnight to request reinforcements.

In order to deal with Yin Jiao and make his oath come true, Xiqi sent Guangchengzi to Xuandu Cave and the Western Jiaoling Mountain Cave to borrow two precious flags.

Xuandu and Guangchengzi had a friendship of hundreds of thousands of years. Naturally, he readily lent out the Lidi Yanguang Banner.

As for the Western sect, Zhunti and Jieyingxi saints, they were not easy to deal with. After figuring out Guangchengzi's intention, the two saints started to have evil thoughts.

After it was difficult to openly resist the Conferred God Calamity, it was still possible to set up a small obstacle. So, the little trick of Zhunti playing the good guy and Jie Yin playing the bad guy was freshly cooked.

Therefore, when Guangchengzi rode the golden light and arrived at the Western Paradise, the scenery in the West was different from the Kunlun Mountain.

There were glazed towers everywhere, emitting a thousand-foot-high golden light. In the Seven Treasures Forest, purple ganoderma and auspicious grass were everywhere, emitting a rich fragrance. Auspicious clouds were lingering, and the sound of sheng and huang was endless.

While Guangchengzi was still watching, he saw a boy walking out of a cave.

Guangchengzi hurried forward, stopped Tongzi, and said:
"Please, fairy boy, go into the cave and inform your master that Guangchengzi, a disciple of the Chan Sect, is here to visit."

The boy glanced at Guangchengzi, said, "Wait a moment," and turned to walk into the cave.

In just a moment, the boy came and led Guangchengzi into the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Guangchengzi saw a Taoist priest with a golden body of 10 feet tall, a bun on his head and a yellow face, sitting on a lotus platform.

Guangchengzi naturally recognized that this Taoist was the Saint Cundi.

They are all saints, the same mirror world. However, Guangchengzi was asking for help, so he had to bow slightly as a courtesy.

"I am a disciple of Yuxu Palace of Chanjiao. I am Guangchengzi, greeting you, fellow Taoist."

Saint Zhunti also nodded slightly, and without letting anyone sit down or serve tea, he slowly spoke:
"Fellow Daoist, you are a disciple of the Chan Sect. I have long heard of the great names of the Twelve Golden Immortals, but I have never had the chance to meet them. This is truly a great pity."

"I am honored to see you, fellow Taoist. You are truly a blessing to us, the followers of the Western Church."

This Zhunti was originally one of the first few people to become a saint under the Taoist master Hongjun. In terms of seniority alone, he was actually one generation higher than Guangchengzi.

However, Guang Chengzi, by chance, was taught the method of becoming a saint by the Hunyuan Saint Lin Zhu, so after Xuandu, Guang Chengzi achieved the status of a saint.

Naturally, together with Zhunti, he led the two saints to the same realm.

However, Zhunti had regarded Guangchengzi as a person of the same realm from the beginning. In the Three Realms, the strong are respected. This is understandable, but in words, Guangchengzi was kept far away.

When Guangchengzi saw Zhunti, he did not ask about his purpose. He could only speak helplessly and said bitterly:

"To be honest, I was angry, which meant I broke the precept against killing. My original intention was to send my disciple Yin Jiao down the mountain to help Zhou attack Shang."

"Who would have thought that some evildoer would change his mind midway and act against the will of Heaven. He tried to stop the Holy Lord of Xiqi from advancing eastward through the five passes. And he had sworn a poisonous oath before, so he must be plowed and hoeed."

"That's why I came to see you, fellow Taoist, to borrow the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag. I want to defeat the Chaoge troops in the suburbs of Yin and help King Wu advance through the Five Passes."

How could Zhunti Taoist not know Guangchengzi's intention? At this moment, after hearing Guangchengzi's words, Zhunti's mind turned and he had a plan.

"Fellow Daoist, you are from the Chan sect, all of you are involved in the bloody world. You are nothing like me, the Western sect, all of you are quiet and inactive."

"It is very different from your teaching. You see me through the blossoming of flowers. I see you as a lotus. You are not a guest from the southeast. I am afraid that the Blue Lotus Flag will be tainted by worldly air and cause karma in the world, which will damage the most precious treasure!"

Zhunti was able to lie with his eyes open without even blushing. This really impressed Guangchengzi. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, this group of Western believers used all means to gain merit and luck.

He harmed the Emperor of Earth, Shennong, and the Emperor of Heaven, Fuxi. He designed to use Yang Tianyou to pull the Heavenly Palace Haotian to flood the sky and harm Princess Yunhua...
Even if one were to talk about all these scandals for three days and three nights, it would still be difficult to finish describing them all.

Not to mention, during the Conferred God Tribulation, Medicine Buddha, Baoyue, Maitreya and other Western teachings personally took action, deployed chess pieces everywhere, and stirred up trouble.

Let this Cundi, with its words of tranquility and inaction, completely clear it up.

Guangchengzi suppressed his anger and tried to say one last thing so that he could borrow the precious flag and atone for some of his sins.

"Daoist friend, there are three thousand great ways, different paths but the same destination. But they all start with the human heart, in accordance with the way of heaven, and only when heaven and man are united can there be progress."

"The ways of the east, west, south, and north are all one family. The holy ruler of Xiqi, King Wu Bo Yikao, obeyed the will of heaven and led the righteous Xiqi to defeat the unrighteous Emperor Xin."

"It was also passed after the three religions discussed it together. In this Conferred God Tribulation, why would people from the three religions hide their own merits and virtues?"

Seeing Guangchengzi say this, Zhunti waved his sleeves and said:

"How can the treasures of Lingshan be tainted by the worldly affairs? Don't waste your breath. This precious flag of mine is definitely worth borrowing."

When Zhunti said this, Guangchengzi was very angry.

I am also a saint, so I have been standing here for a long time without even a sip of water. Moreover, this Zhunti will not lend me the treasure flag.

Guang Chengzi could not help but shout loudly:
"I don't know, my friend, how can I borrow the precious flag?"

Zhunti smiled sinisterly, "Hey, isn't that the point?"

"You fight me. If you can win, I will lend you the precious flag. Otherwise, your trip will be in vain."

Guangchengzi was also angry, but when he saw Zhunti had the conditions, he agreed without thinking twice.

"Okay, it's settled. Just think of it as mutual confirmation between fellow apprentices."

As soon as these words came out, Guang Chengzi reacted immediately. Most of the magic weapons in his cave were given to that evildoer Yin Jiao.

He was only wearing a defensive magic weapon, the Sweeping Cloud Robe. How could he compete with others?

However, how can the saint change his words? In desperation, he had to bite the bullet and go to the sky with Zhunti.

It is rare to see two saints competing with each other in this ancient world.

The disciples of the Western religion came out of their caves and looked up at the sky.

Medicine Buddha, Baoyue and Maitreya were also standing outside the cave, feeling filled with emotion.

The three of us, brothers, have been fighting against people from Jiejiao and Xianjiao for countless years, and we have always lost miserably.

Even this time, the magic weapon was destroyed, and he had to retreat to Lingshan Mountain to refine it again. I don't know how many natural treasures he would have to consume.

(End of this chapter)