In just one day, among those cultivators who had a long lifespan, the news of Emperor Xudu had already spread.

Under the condition that the Seven Saints signed an agreement and did not interfere in the Four Realms, a pseudo-saint could dominate the One Realm with the Four Heavenly Gods Era!

In the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm, Haotian God, who had a long body and no longer looked like a child, his face suddenly sank.

There were no other figures in the Heavenly Court, only Yaochi Jin Mu sat beside Haotian God. These two boys who have been together for a long time, even if they have dominated the Four Realms, their relationship is still very good.

Yaochi Golden Mother looked at Haotian God, surprise flashed between her eyebrows, "Isn't it just a false saint?

As Daozu boys, the two of them are not high in cultivation, and their knowledge is not low. In this era of the seven saints, a false saint can only be crowned with the word "merely".

In other words, a false saint is far easier to deal with than a quasi-saint - the more powerful the practitioner, the easier it is to upset the balance set by the saint.

"The lord told us to leave him alone. After a moment, Haotian Boy spoke gloomily.

The environment changes a person, even if he is a practitioner.

The Golden Mother Boy's face changed slightly, "The master doesn't care about him?" Dao Ancestor stepped on auspicious clouds, held yin and yang, and knew the way of balance, how could he let a false saint exist?

Haotian Tongzi shook his head gently, even if it was the current Haotian God, he still couldn't guess the thoughts of the high-ranking Dao Ancestor.

Yaochi Jinmu's face darkened. Master Daozu didn't care about him, so what should they do?

Haotian God's eyes were gloomy, and he said faintly, "If the master doesn't care about him, we naturally can't care about him." ”

Yaochi Jinmu's eyes flashed, "we" can't care about him, so ......

The two former boys looked at each other and smiled.

The environment will change people, even if they are cultivators!

......

In the west, a mountain with a strong aura and a fragment of the Buzhou Mountain is said to be suspended in the air.

In the mountains, a pool of spring water slowly bubbles, and the Zhun Tidao man holding a green branch next to the spring water is smiling, and he pours a cloth bag in his hand, and all kinds of treasures such as golden sand, agate, and jewelry are poured into the pool one by one.

The quasi-tidao man smiled, but the various treasures rumbled into the pool like a waterfall. In just a few moments, a huge amount of treasure fell into this inconspicuous spring.

But it was obviously just a clear spring, and this massive treasure fell into it without any waves.

After a while, the quasi-Tidao man lifted the cloth bag in his hand and sang a cappella with a smile on his face, "Amitabha." ”

The golden light flashed, and the Taoist or the Buddha appeared beside him.

Glancing at the precious spring water, he led the Buddha to raise his palm with one hand, "Good, junior brother, you have achieved the fruit position, just around the corner!"

The quasi-Daoist turned his head, raised his palm to the Buddha, and bowed his head slightly, "It's still not as good as the senior brother." ”

The person who leads the Tao has truly attained the fruition position and achieved the Buddha. Although the quasi-Ti Taoist has the name of "Buddha Mother", he has never attained the fruition position, and he cannot really be called "Buddha Mother" so far.

The Buddha raised his palm and sighed lightly, "It is for my brother to take merit, which slows down the day when my brother achieves the fruition." ”

"What did Senior Brother say!" The Quasi-Daoist smiled, "If it weren't for Senior Brother, how could we have such an opportunity?"

In the past, the two of them relied not on Tao or force, but on merit. It's just that unlike Nuwa Niangniang, who has become sanctified by merit, the two of them are refining merit, opening up the Pure Land, and gaining the power of the Pure Land to achieve the Buddhist fruition.

It's a pity that although the two of them made ten vows, their merit was only to open up a Pure Land world.

Although unwilling, the two still had to make a choice.

The two also achieved sainthood, but only the guide succeeded in obtaining the "Buddha" fruit position and achieving the Buddha.

Although the Buddha is a saint, a saint is not necessarily a Buddha!

The Buddha sighed lightly, "It's me who is persistent." With that, he threw his head up, his palms held up in front of his chest, and his calm expression was filled with compassion.

"The time is almost up...... We will overcome the sufferings of the world. ”

......

In the endless void outside the domain, a huge world was suspended and motionless, and three thousand worlds of various sizes and colors in all directions slowly rotated around this world.

When the Buddha's words fell, in the center of the huge world, an incomparably huge golden figure that occupied most of the world with only crossed knees stopped the words in his mouth.

Underneath the golden figures, countless figures sat cross-legged. They sat in different positions, some in the knees of golden figures, some in the three thousand rotating worlds on the outside of the vast world.

All kinds of colors, all kinds of figures, as many as the grains of sand in the Ganges, looked up at the golden figure.

On the side of the golden figure, the tall figure standing opened his mouth and asked, "Dare to ask the World Venerable, why are you laughing?"

The golden figure in the golden robe turned his head to look, his fingers flicked, and pink petals appeared on his fingertips.

There were all kinds of figures present, some frowning, some nodding, and most of them just watched.

The tall figure who stood took the petals from the fingertips of the golden figure and smiled silently.

The golden figure, known as the "World Venerable", stands up. There were countless endless beings present, and they raised their palms at the same time.

"Amitabha!" a cappella resounded through the void.

......

The Buddha and the quasi-Taoist were still on the mountain, and a cappella suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Amitabha. ”

It's a simple four words, but it doesn't stop in the mountains.

The two of them who were stunned suddenly changed color.

The golden light on the body of the quasi-Tidao person lit up, and the golden light condensed into a golden lotus and turned into auspicious clouds, holding the quasi-Tidao person up slowly.

The inheritance in the sea of knowledge suddenly shone brightly, and the quasi-Taoist slowly smiled, holding the green branches, and sang a cappella.

"Amitabha. ”

The fruit position was condensed, and the spring water behind the two of them rose, turning into a pool of eight treasures of merit.

......

In the immortal realm, in the Zixiao Palace hidden in the void, Dao Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged, lifted his eyelids and frowned slightly.

The world has never been calm!

With a light sigh, he still made a decision.

As the voice came, he closed his eyes again and urged the black and white stove in front of him.

There are wisps of breath rising from the bottom of the furnace, and wisps of breath are absorbed from the outside world.

The breath of the outside world is absorbed from the gap in the Tianhe of the human world, and the bottom of the furnace is ...... Two bodies were buried.

......

Immortal Heavenly Court, Haotian God's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yaochi Jinmu, who was lying in his arms, raised her head and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Haotian God helped her up and got up. He was smiling and imposing, "The master promised to help me!"

Yaochi Jinmu got up, pulled back her long hair that was a little messy, and there was some anger between her eyebrows and eyes, but her words were still gentle, "How can the master help you?"

There was a little doubt in the eyes of Haotian God, but his interest was still high, "The master agreed, let the second senior brother help me!"

Haotian Boy and Golden Mother Boy seem to be servants, but they are actually half disciples. Therefore, it is not wrong to call Yuqing Tianzun a second senior brother.

Yaochi Jinmu smiled, happy for Haotian God. With Yuqing Tianzun helping out, not to mention a pseudo-saint, it is the Western Double Saint who is also a saint, and they are not afraid at all!

"When will the second senior brother come to help us?"

Haotian God is full of confidence, "A hundred years later!"

It's only a hundred years, and it's not worth mentioning for the two monks at the peak of Da Luo!

......

In the ghost world, after the night wind achieved the pseudo-saint, the world that was originally turbulent because the Houtu Emperor was not treated by the Dao Ancestor suddenly quieted down.

In front of a false saint, those quasi-saints no longer have the slightest thought of non-contribution.

More powerhouses in the ghost realm are still thinking about whether the ranking of the four realms is going to change slightly.

The Lord of Heavenly Court is only two peak Da Luo, and there are only a few quasi-saints under him, how can he be the opponent of the Lord of the Ghost Realm today?

But a piece of news made these strong people who were about to move calm down all of a sudden.

It is said that when the ghost king Qiqi persuaded the current Emperor Xudu to plunder more treasures, he was beaten back to the Qiqi Ghost Domain by this Emperor Xudu with one sleeve.

The ghost world was quiet again, but in the Houtu Temple, the night wind breathed.

"It seems that you are not easy!" Sitting in front of him was the Hou Tu Huang, who at this time no longer ignored or even hostile to the night wind as he did at the beginning, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

At this time, in the eyes of the Later Emperor, he has once again become the personal disciple who has never disappointed her!

The night breeze was sitting precariously, but his face was full of laziness.

"Master Mingjian, the disciple just wants to practice quietly, where can he manage this huge ghost world?"

Hou Tuhuang hid his face and chuckled, "Now, do you know the difficulties of being a teacher?"

The night breeze bowed his head and sighed lightly, but his heart blossomed. It's good to be able to see the smile of the Houtu Emperor again!

"Ruling a world, such a difficulty, others can't ask for it!" In this palace, in addition to the two masters and apprentices of Night Wind, there is also Zhenwu. He looked at the night wind, his face was full of envy, "When will I be able to become a king like you like the night wind!"

Although there is a huge gap in cultivation, Zhenwu is the younger brother of the Later Emperor. It is disrespectful to call people by name, but it is reasonable...... In fact, if you really want to talk about it, Zhenwu should be the elder of Night Wind. Of course, even if he was given a guts, he would not dare to hold it up in front of the Night Wind, the Emperor of the Xudu Emperor.

Emperor Houtu was very fond of this only remaining family member, she reached out and stroked Zhenwu's hair, "You, if you can become a quasi-saint, sister, I will be satisfied!"

In this calamity, although Zhenwu suffered a lot of crimes, he also suffered a lot of hardships and successfully broke through to achieve the top-level Daluo. It's just that there seems to be a slight difference between the top-level Da Luo and the quasi-saint, but in fact there is a world of difference.

Zhenwu smiled, "Don't worry, eldest sister, I will definitely become a quasi-saint!"

Night Wind looked at Zhenwu who was entangled in Houtu and chuckled, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

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