Above the clouds.

Wufang Jiedi looked at the smoke and was stunned.

The Taoist priest just now is too cheap!

"Have you noticed? ”

"That Taoist priest is so profound in cultivation that even we can't fathom it. ”

"And this man is very good at stealth, hiding in the clouds, and we have not found it. ”

"It's not easy!"

Polo Jiedi analyzed it with a solemn face.

Thinking of the Dingfeng Bead did not play the slightest role in Tang Seng.

They even felt that the Taoist priest of Sun Xiaosheng's transformation was suspicious.

"In the Three Realms, there is such a strong person, but we have never heard of it. ”

"Could it be that the gods changed in some way?"

The golden head revealed the truth thoughtfully.

In the Heavenly Court, there were only a handful of powerhouses at the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

There are only a few famous ones.

If it is really Heavenly Court's intention to disrupt the journey to the West, this matter will be a big deal!

"Be sure to report to my Buddha and track down this person. ”

"Don't let Heaven succeed!"

The silver head said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, Wufang Jiedi suddenly felt that it was a long journey to the west, shrouded in a layer of shadows.

Unconsciously, an unfamiliar hand reached in.

But he can't even see it.

The thought that even the leading Rulai of the Three Realms could not be perceived, and the Five Directions revealed the truth and felt a chill.

The five of them couldn't help but glance up at the Zixiao Palace outside the thirty-three heavens.

In their cognition, only the Seven Great Saints of Zixiao Palace were qualified to do this.

The other side.

Sun Xiaosheng got rid of the five directions as quickly as possible.

He returned to Huaguo Mountain without looking back.

plunged headlong into the Water Curtain Cave and couldn't wait to retreat and cultivate.

Looking at the roots of the Fusang tree in his hand, Sun Xiaosheng's eyes burned.

Direct refining is indeed a luxury, after all, this is the root of the Fusang tree.

As long as it takes long enough, there is a good chance that it will grow into a hibiscus tree.

With the same fire attribute and the Fusang tree as his residence, Sun Xiaosheng's cultivation speed can definitely increase by more than a hundred times.

However, he really didn't have that much time to spend on cultivating the Fuso tree again.

"I had to eat it. ”

Sun Xiaosheng's heart ached.

Killing chickens and taking eggs is a luxury.

But there are also practical issues to consider.

Good development is important, but there are also countless cases of death due to greed.

This point, Sun Xiaosheng felt deeply when he saw Guanyin twice.

"Quasi-saint, it's too strong. ”

"It's far from being something that Da Luo Jinxian can contend with. ”

"In the desolate world, there are ants under the saints. ”

"But in the Three Realms, under the quasi-saints, they are all ants!"

Sun Xiaosheng sighed heavily.

The last hesitation in his eyes disappeared suddenly.

Then, decisively, he swallowed the roots of the hibiscus tree, immediately crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and began to retreat.

Hibiscus roots enter the body.

Like a warm current, it flows into the dantian.

It then takes root and soon grows two leaves on the bare branches.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaosheng paused for a moment.

Then he was overjoyed.

He originally wanted to directly refine the roots of the Fusang tree, but he forgot that the ten spiritual roots of the Flood Desolation were all treasures with self-awareness.

Even if it was just a small tree root, he was absolutely unwilling to be refined by Sun Xiaosheng.

simply, directly rooted in his dantian, he chose to live in symbiosis with him.

"You're smart!"

Sun Xiaosheng smiled.

Different from cultivating Fusang roots, the roots of the tree that choose to coexist with Sun Xiaosheng grow faster.

And it grows on its own according to Sun Xiaosheng's cultivation level.

The two symbiotic, the Fuso tree is inexhaustible.

Sun Xiaosheng stared closely at the Fusang tree, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It won't be long before a miniature hibiso tree can thrive.

......

......

Thirty-three heavens.

Tushi Palace.

Taishang Laojun sat cross-legged on the futon in the Dan Palace.

With his eyes closed, the dust was casually placed in the crook of his arm, and the faint brilliance collided with the gossip furnace beside him, but they did not infringe on each other.

"Little Sumeru Mountain, Lingji came to pay a visit!"

A cold voice came.

Taishang Laojun slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Bodhisattva, please!"

Before the words fell, he gently shook the dust, and the gate of the Dan Palace slowly opened.

Suddenly, the dazzling Buddha light entered the Dan Palace.

Immediately suppressed the samadhi true fire of the Bagua Furnace.

But he couldn't suppress the soft brilliance around Taishang Laojun.

"The Bodhisattva is dissatisfied?"

Taishang Laojun chuckled playfully.

"Humph!"

Lingji had a cold face and said in a deep voice:

"Lao Jun, this seat is kind enough to borrow you to set the wind beads. ”

"You don't care about the safety of your seat. ”

"Do you want to kill this seat by such clumsy means?"

The effect of the Wind Bead was tampered with by Taishang Laojun.

Instead of stabilizing the wind, it strengthens it.

Tang Seng died tragically because of this, and the five parties revealed the truth and suspected Lingji.

This is all the carelessness of Taishang Laojun, but Lingji almost became the person who carried the black pot.

That's not true. ”

Taishang Laojun smiled, not caring much.

"Tang Seng died, it was the fault of the Yellow Wind Monster, how could I complain about you, Bodhisattva. ”

"Besides, isn't the Bodhisattva handling it very well?"

"The Yellow Wind Monster is guilty, and Tang Seng is also alive. ”

"The journey to the west is still going on. ”

"The only thing that is different is that the Buddha Sect may not trust you Lingji Bodhisattva anymore. ”

As he spoke, Taishang Laojun's narrow eyes opened slightly, and two rays of light burst out.

A face is full of the word ruthless.

"You!"

Lingji was furious, but at the same time, he suddenly realized.

From beginning to end, Taishang Laojun's purpose was not Tang Seng, but his Lingji.

Lingji clenched his fists, but did not question loudly.

He knew too well the intentions of Taishang Laojun.

Who made him a real person, but he took refuge in Buddhism.

thought that he could achieve a higher status in Buddhism, but he was sent to Mount Meru.

Even Rulai and Guanyin, who were originally juniors, have achieved quasi-sainthood, while he is still stagnant in his cultivation millions of years ago.

Not only did the Buddhists look down on him, but even the immortals of the heavenly court also sneered at him.

"Taishang, aren't you afraid that this seat will poke out what you did?"

Lingji gritted his teeth.

"The fish is dead?"

Taishang Laojun shook his head slightly, and said indifferently:

"After so long, are you willing to be ruined?"

A rhetorical question directly made Lingji cold on the spot.

He spared his life more than anyone else, so he gave up his predecessor identity in West Kunlun and took refuge in Buddhism.

Even if he was suppressed, he still endured the humiliation and chose to stay in Little Sumeru Mountain.

Because of this, Taishang Laojun easily grasped his weakness.

"There is no way out of Buddhism. ”

"Does Lingji Bodhisattva continue to endure humiliation?"

"Why don't you go the other way and hang yourself from a tree? ”

"Didn't the person who gave you the news surprise you?"

Taishang Laojun looked at Lingji Bodhisattva, his eyes burning.

Surrender!

Just like the introduction and quasi-mention did to the real people of Du'er back then.

It's just that the chips in the hands of Taishang Laojun are not as rich as those of the two saints in the West.

All he has is to return the freedom of Lingji Bodhisattva.

As for the chips, he only has Sun Xiaosheng!