Chapter Eighty-Nine: Return to the Mortal Plane
"Well, I don't know what to call it?"
Looking at the fat monk with a smile on his face in front of him, Satan's heart suddenly broke out for no reason, although he also wanted to find a thigh to hold, but the saint in front of him didn't seem to look like a good stubble!
"Poor Dao Zhun Ti, this is the senior brother of Poor Dao, and the two of us are the two leaders of the Western Sect. ”
Zhun Ti smiled and briefly introduced the guide beside him, the meaning is self-evident, their Western Sect has two saints, it is a first-class great religion in the wilderness, and if you join the Western Sect, the benefits are great!
"Zhun Ti, your hand is inevitably too long, isn't it? This Satan is a person named by Daozun for us to take care of, and you have just gone out to take him under the door, which is too shameful for Daozun, right?"
Sanqing and the others haven't spoken yet, but Nuwa on the side is unceremoniously reprimanded, she doesn't have a good impression of Zhun Ti at all, the reason why the Lich War was so fierce in the first place, this Zhun Ti didn't fan the fire in the back.
"Haha, Senior Sister Nuwa laughed, how dare I not give Daozun's face, I just asked Satan's Taoist friend first, and after the war is over in the future, it will not be too late to take him under the door!" Zhun Ti smiled awkwardly, since Nuwa had already raised the name of Daozun, he naturally didn't dare to make any more calculations.
"Okay, let's stop for a while, the catastrophe is coming, now is not the time for infighting, you should go to Heaven with the poor road, and the Heavenly Court will come forward and issue a pre-war mobilization order!"
Taishang glanced at the people who had their own ideas in their hearts, and then picked up Satan and rushed in the direction of the heavenly court, and in an instant, the figure disappeared.
The other saints glanced at each other, and then their figures flickered, and in a burst of void ripples, they disappeared in place, and the great battle was about to start, and it was indeed not the time for internal strife.
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In Zixiao Palace, Lin Xi and the others sat cross-legged on the high platform, looking at the scene that had just happened outside with a smile on their faces.
"This Zhun Ti and the two of them, in order to become holy, they made a lot of great wishes, and now in order to complete the original vow, the pressure seems to be very great!"
Looking at Zhun Ti and the others who left, Lin Xi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he could also understand the practice of Zhun Ti and leading, after all, the forty-eight great aspirations were simply forty-eight mountains pressing on his body, and the pressure on the two of them could be said to be far more than that of several other saints.
Under this pressure, it is understandable that Zhun mentioned that he wanted to rob people everywhere and wanted to strengthen the Western religion. After all, this is a heavy cause and effect of sanctification, and if it is not completed one day, their holy position will not be guaranteed one day, and no one knows when they will fall from the holy position.
"This is a choice they have made on their own, even if they are kneeling, it will be completed! If they had chosen to be safe and not be in a hurry to achieve two saints at once, they would not have this ordeal today!"
Hongjun smiled lightly, as long as he didn't go too far, he wasn't ready to interfere with the practice of Zhun Ti and the two named disciples.
Regarding the affairs of these saints under Hongjun, Mu Chen and Lin Dong didn't care much about it, and after being slightly silent, Mu Chen turned his head to look at Lin Xi.
"Brother Lin Xi, although there are four of us in the top combat power, which is not bad, but our saint-level combat power, is it a little too little? This adds up, there are only seven people, and the number is a little insufficient!"
"Haha, these saints are the disciples of Hongjun Daoyou, the disciples of the Poor Dao, and they are not in the wilderness. However, a few Daoists can rest assured, they will get up and go to other universes to bring the disciples over one by one!"
"That's great!" Mu Chen smiled and nodded.
Next, the four of them briefly discussed the future battle with the Nightmare Space, and then Lin Xi got up and said goodbye.
"The specific precautions need to be considered by the three Daoists, and it is time for the poor Dao to get up and bring the disciples over!"
After saying goodbye to Hongjun, Mu Chen and the others, Lin Xi took a step forward and came directly to Penglai Immortal Island, summoning Hongyun and Kunpeng who were in retreat to him.
"Soon after, the Great Tribulation will open again, this Great Tribulation, the saint will also enter the Tribulation, no one can stay out of it, during this time, you should seize the time to cultivate, prepare for the war, and wait for the day when the teacher returns, that is, when the Great Tribulation begins!"
"Obey the teacher's law!"
In the bow of Hongyun and Kunpeng, Lin Xi's figure was shrouded in a layer of white light, and in the flickering light, his whole person disappeared directly into the desolation, leaving this vast chaotic universe.
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The world of mortal cultivation of immortals, on the edge of the chaotic star sea, on a lonely desert island.
In the middle of the desert island, there is a dilapidated log cabin, which is very extraordinary, even after endless years, it still stands and stands quietly.
At this time, Lin Xi was standing quietly outside the cabin, with a look of embarrassment and emotion, the reason why this wooden house has existed for hundreds of millions of years is not because of how special its material is, but because there is still a trace of cause and effect left on this cabin, and this cause and effect is related to Lin Xi.
Because this is the first step in his boundless ancestor, the rise of the heavens!
Walking into the wooden house, looking at the scene covered with thick dust in the house, Lin Xi's heart moved, and the entire wooden house suddenly dissipated the dust and dirt, and took on a new look, even the doorpost that looked crumbling was restored to its original state again, and there was a faint trace of immortal and immortal breath in it.
"My path, go out from here, repay this cause and effect today, and give you the position of the mountain god of this realm! This realm is immortal, and you should live forever!"
When the words fell, I saw a faint light rise above the wooden house, and the light instantly condensed and took shape, turning into the appearance of a sixteen or seven-year-old child.
The child's lips were red and his teeth were white, he looked very cute, and after transforming into a shape, he looked in the direction of Lin Xi and kowtowed happily: "Thank you, Lord Daozun, for your blessing!"
Lin Xi nodded, and then looked at the corner of the wooden house, where traces of the teleportation array could still be faintly seen, but this teleportation array had already been seriously damaged, and there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations.
As soon as his mind moved, the time in front of Lin Xi began to flow back rapidly, shuttling in the upper river of time, Lin Xi went upstream, and soon saw a scene in the time projection.
In the picture, a young man in a black robe is lying in a dusty wooden house, and not far from him, a man in a green robe is standing, and in front of the man in the green robe, a magic weapon in the shape of a flying sword is floating, which seems to be ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.