Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

No, not even, just almost.

Because of the demon king at the level of the "Seven Great Sages", the remnants of the demon clan are reluctant to treat him as a trumpet that can be abandoned casually.

The strength of the black bear spirit is not far behind this level, but even that point is likely to be a gap that can never be bridged.

Ji Changsheng guessed: "These remnants of the monster clan have self-destruction programs implanted in their brains?"

"It probably has nothing to do with the black bear spirit. It is a powerful method of the demon clan. The black bear spirit itself does not know too many things, and the remaining demon clan is not afraid of revealing any secrets."

The same goes for Demon King Peng.

Taishang Laojun didn't ask anything.

The status of the black bear spirit among the remnants of the demon clan is not higher than that of the Peng Demon King.

"It seems that the remnants of the demon race have really become a thing. The Emperor of Immortality should be careful." Guanyin Bodhisattva reminded friendly: "Judging from the fact that they dare to attack the body of the old demon from Black Mountain, there must be more than one or two Daluo strong men hiding among the remnants of the demon race." indivual."

The reason is very simple. If the remaining members of the demon clan only have one or two hidden giants, how can they be willing to casually sacrifice a giant like the old demon of Montenegro?

Even if it is to refine a treasure that can increase the attack power of the quasi-sage, the price is too high.

Ji Changsheng nodded slightly: "After all, the demon clan is the overlord in ancient times and has a profound foundation. It is not surprising that there are several Da Luo demon clan, but they will definitely not be able to change the world, otherwise they would have jumped out and changed the world."

"It's certain that they won't be able to overthrow the heavens, but saints still have to be vigilant. They may only be afraid of saints." Guanyin Bodhisattva said.

Ji Changsheng was a little surprised: "Then you still dare to dance so happily? Aren't you afraid of really involving King Yuqing to death?"

Judging from what happened to the old demon from Black Mountain, if True King Yuqing really encounters the main force among the remnants of the demon clan, he may not be able to get any benefits.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and said: "They don't dare to hunt down my brother with all their strength, let alone my protection. As long as I am here, nothing will happen to my brother."

Ji Changsheng: "...Do you want to do one or more beauty saving heroes scenes?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva continued to smile.

Ji Changsheng: "...I'm so lucky to be liked by you."

King Yuqing is simply the blessing accumulated by his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Of course, there was no eighteenth generation ancestor of Yu Qingzhen Wang.

It can only be said that the blessings accumulated by King Yuanshi for King Yuqing.

Guanyin Bodhisattva ignored Ji Changsheng's complaints and continued to give a friendly reminder: "The goldfish spirit kept in the poor monk's lotus pond suddenly disappeared. It should also be planning the flesh and blood of the saint's reincarnation. According to my review and investigation, the black bear spirit established the cave. Not far from the Guanyin Monastery, perhaps the goldfish spirit was giving him a message. If the great sage saw the goldfish from behind, he must be careful. It might also be a Daluo trumpet, and it was extremely secretive. The poor monk It’s never been discovered before.”

Ji Changsheng didn't know whether Guanyin Bodhisattva really didn't notice it or whether he didn't notice it.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that based on the current situation, it should not be a big problem for my dear teacher to repay the debt to heaven this time.

……

A little earlier.

Eight Views Palace.

Archmage Xuandu was unusually unsettled.

As the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing and a leader among the first generation of ancestors, Master Xuandu has always given people the impression of being immovable and unfathomable.

Until now, no one can judge the true strength of Archmage Xuandu, and it is even more difficult to judge the thoughts of Archmage Xuandu.

People in the world only know that Master Xuandu learned from the Sage Taiqing and ruled by inaction. Although he is very powerful, he will not take action easily unless it is necessary, and he will not even show up, so his presence is extremely low.

Such a strong person, no matter how powerful he is, is actually difficult to attract the attention of the outside world.

Master Xuandu himself also likes this kind of personality. Being born in this world can help him plan many things without having to bear too much responsibility.

But now, he, who had always been sitting still, was a little quiet and restless.

But he didn't completely convince himself.

So before taking action, he specifically went to ask the teacher for advice.

"Teacher, this disciple is upset."

Saint Taiqing opened his eyes, glanced at his only disciple, and instantly knew what Master Xuandu was thinking.

"Can't you resist the temptation of the saint's flesh and blood?"

Master Xuandu nodded: "This disciple is really ashamed, but Tathagata does seem to have become stronger."

This is the most important point.

He knew the inside story of the entire Journey to the West crew and had no intention of participating.

But Tathagata really became stronger.

This ignited the fire in his heart.

At their level, any slight improvement in strength is worthy of exploration and learning.

Of course, some of the strong people who stand at the top are lying flat, but there are more who dare not slack off.

Tathagata Buddha and Master Xuandu are the ones who never dare to slack off.

Master Xuandu feels more pressure now than if he came to Buddha.

"Teacher, I may not be Tathagata's opponent now. I can't accept this. My state of mind will never be as perfect as yours, teacher."

A smile appeared on Saint Taiqing's face: "I'm very pleased that you can admit this in front of me."

He knew this was not an easy thing to do.

"Your judgment is also correct. After refining Zhunti's severed hand, Tathagata's strength has indeed increased. In addition, Buddhism is now at its peak, and Tathagata's strength is also increasing day by day. At this stage, who is stronger or weaker between you and Him? , I really can’t say.” Taiqing Saint said.

Archmage Xuandu's expression became more solemn.

He is the only disciple of the second generation of the Human Religion and the senior brother of the three religions. He feels the obligation to safeguard his status. Not only for myself, but also for the people’s religion and the Taiqing Saint.

If he loses to Duobao, his former leader, it will be a major blow to him.

"Refining the flesh and blood of a saint can really make you stronger?"

"Of course it is true, but those who can become stronger in this way can probably become stronger on their own. There is no doubt about Tathagata's talent and qualifications, otherwise I would not have sent him to teach in the West." Taiqing Saint road.

Archmage Xuandu nodded.

He knew that Saint Taiqing had always had a high opinion of Duobao, thinking that Duobao had the appearance of a saint.

There are many disciples of Jiejiao who dare to provoke the saint.

Duobao is one and Yunxiao is the only one who dares to take action boldly when facing a saint.

Moreover, they were both stubborn and rushed directly to Saint Taiqing to take action.

Having such courage shows that at that time, they really thought they had a chance to defeat the Taiqing Saint...

This is a kind of ignorance, but also an extreme self-confidence, a partial manifestation of the "posture of a saint".

Of course, having the appearance of a saint and having the strength of a saint are two different things.

There's a lot more potential.

Being able to realize your potential is ability.

"The greatest effect of refining the flesh and blood of saints is that it can reduce the time to become stronger and achieve immediate results." Taiqing Saint said: "However, there are also disadvantages. Once the benefits of shortcuts are tasted, few strong people can control them. The temptation is to choose to continue on the harder but right path.”

Archmage Xuandu was silent for about a minute, and finally made a decision: "Teacher, I still want to give it a try."

"Then give it a try."

Saint Taiqing smiled again and did not show any unhappiness because Master Xuandu could not resist the temptation.

"But since you're going to end up, you can't make a fuss."

Saint Taiqing had a smile on his face and a gentle voice, but there was an undeniable feeling in his voice: "My attitude towards Ji Changsheng's westward journey plan is not to stretch out your hand. If you stretch out your hand, you will be treated respectfully after receiving enough benefits. Please come back."

"Disciples understand that they will never embarrass their teacher."

There are too few disciples of the Taiqing lineage.

Therefore, Taiqing Saint did not want to give the following a chance to make mistakes.

If the following are given unlimited opportunities for trial and error, why should they receive the one-on-one elite training treatment from Renjiao?

"I have tolerated Ji Changsheng for a long time."

When Master Xuandu said this, his emotions fluctuated strongly.

"If it weren't for Linglong's sake, I would have wanted to teach him a lesson. Now that I have the chance this time, I will definitely make him disgraced."

The mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at him, the more satisfied she became.

When a father-in-law looks at his son-in-law, especially those rude yellow men, his real thought is that he wants to beat him to death.

Master Xuandu will not beat Ji Changsheng to death.

But he had long wanted to teach Ji Huangmao an unforgettable lesson.

"Searching for Buddhist scriptures from the West? I have given this boy no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Let's see if he still dares to call me 'Xiao Xuanzi'."

……

Although he had already made up his mind in his heart, he wanted to teach Ji Huangmao a lesson.

But Master Xuandu is not impulsive.

He first sent a favor to Maitreya.

"Buddha came from the east, and his master's mount and boy coveted the flesh and blood of the saint. He stole the master's diamond bracelet and other magic weapons, and went to the lower world as a demon. I can't find it. If Buddha came from the east and saw his master's mount and boy, I also hope that Pindao will be informed in time."

Maitreya Buddha heard the elegant meaning of the string song and also sighed with emotion: "Master, there is no need to worry. Nowadays, the reincarnation of the saint is coveted by all parties and there is chaos. Not only is there a problem in the Tusita Palace, I sat down and the yellow-browed boy also secretly He stole the poor monk's human race bag and went to the lower world to become a demon. Until now, I haven't found it, so I asked the Archmage to help the poor monk keep an eye on it."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

After both parties felt each other's sincerity, they nodded to each other.

"I heard that King Yuanshi started preaching again."

"indeed so."

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me to listen to the sermon first. It doesn't matter if you put aside the matters in the lower world for a while."

"The words of the Buddha from the East are right."

Cross-shareholdings and alibi have been prepared.

Everything is ready.

Just waiting for the saint to enter the urn.

Chapter 434: The great prophet, cleansing both sides

Zhunti is not a piece of cake, although He is now looked down upon by many people.

But when Ji Changsheng was next to the Third Burial Mage, he could clearly feel the speed at which the Third Burial Mage became stronger.

There are only two words to describe it - outrageous.

There are no bottlenecks at all.

In the end, Ji Changsheng couldn't sit still.

"Teacher, please control yourself."

Master Three Burials shook his head and said, "Disciple, you have already suffered enough humiliation for your master. You must not be embarrassed again."

Ji Changsheng persuaded patiently: "If you suddenly become rich, those monsters and demons will not dare to trouble you."

Master Three Burials said firmly: "It's hard to say. They dared to make trouble when they were teachers of saints. They should also have the courage to restore their quasi-sage strength."

Without waiting for Ji Changsheng's retort, the Third Burial Mage suddenly raised his head.

"There is another evil spirit ahead."

Ji Changsheng also sensed it.

This is also the reason why Ji Changsheng advised Master Three Burials not to improve so quickly.

It will scare the monsters away.

Such as the previous one.