In mid-air, Lin Ze, who was struck by lightning and stiffened, fell to the ground like an upside-down onion.

"It turns out that being struck by lightning is this feeling, and it doesn't hurt at all. ”

For some reason, some chaotic thoughts flashed through Lin Ze's mind.

Suddenly, Lin Ze's falling body suddenly stopped, but it was Zhuang Zhou who came in time and stretched out his hand to grab him.

Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze, whose destiny had shattered and his luck had withered, and while injecting the power of the Heavenly Dao into Lin Ze's body to heal him, he said bitterly:

"The junior brother knows that the Buddha and the Confucian sage have bad intentions, why do they insist on going their own way? If today's fate is shattered and luck withers as scheduled, what can I do about it?"

Under the power of Zhuang Zhou's Heavenly Dao, Lin Ze's stiff body gradually returned to normal, spit out a mouthful of blood foam forward, and smiled: "Sai Weng lost his horse, how can he know the blessings and misfortunes?"

"Senior Brother's Heavenly Destiny was shattered, and his luck was almost swept away, but he killed three Heavenly Beings in the Third Realm in one fell swoop, didn't he?"

"Besides, after this battle, will there still be celestial people who will work for Buddhism and Confucianism? I am afraid that even the disciples of Meng Ke and Maitreya will panic because of this, and worry day and night whether they will be thrown away as chess pieces. ”

"It's a bit of a big price, but it's not a loss, is it?"

Zhuang Zhou was angry and funny: "Senior brother, don't say it, I'll take you to the teacher, the teacher should have a way." ”

Lin Ze smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave, didn't Senior Brother find anything abnormal on me?"

Zhuang Zhou fixed his eyes on it, and a trace of white qi luck came from the void and threw it on top of Lin Ze's head, trying to regather the cloud of qi luck.

As the luck recovered a little, the original shattered Heavenly Destiny actually had symptoms of recondensation.

Zhuang Zhou said with a happy face: "This is a good thing, junior brother quickly and carefully recuperate, as long as the mandate of heaven is restored, there is no need for the teacher to take action, and the junior brother can recover on his own." ”

Lin Ze said a little helplessly: "A good thing is a good thing, didn't Senior Brother think about how to escape from the three saints?"

Zhuang Zhou said with a serious face: "This is what the senior brother should do, the junior brother doesn't have to take care of it, and recuperate with peace of mind." ”

After speaking, Zhuang Zhou turned Lin Ze over, tied it to his back, blurred his body, and flew in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

A look of guilt flashed in Lin Ze's eyes, and he said softly: "If Senior Brother can break through the sage's interception, you must bring me back to the tomb of Emperor Qin in Chang'an." ”

"During the reign of Emperor Qin, he gathered the world's treasures and cast twelve gold people, so as to change the feng shui of heaven and earth, Xianyang Palace is in the center, if the junior brother stays there, the speed of luck gathering is at least three points faster, which is conducive to recovery. ”

Zhuang Zhou nodded heavily: "Okay." ”

After Lin Ze said this, he closed his eyes, immersed himself in his mind, and recuperated his shattered destiny with peace of mind.

Everything that should be done has been done, whether it is successful or not, it all depends on the will of God.

Zhuang Zhou, whose body was blurred, was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many thousand miles he flew, but he stopped in front of a golden light.

I saw the Buddha put his hands together, and the treasure said solemnly: "Amitabha, the benefactor of Zhuang Zhou, the sea of suffering is boundless, and the back is the shore." ”

Zhuang Zhou didn't answer immediately, but looked around first, and asked, "Why is there only the Buddha here, and there is no Confucian saint and Uncle Tongtian?"

The Buddha's face sank like water and said: "Zhuang Zhou, although you are known as the first person under the saint realm, but after all, you are only the third realm of heaven and man, to deal with you, this seat is enough for one person, why do you need to come to the heavens together?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled and replied: "Since there is only one Buddha, it is estimated that the poor road will not be able to turn back, after all, the poor road cultivates the Tao, is quiet, and is at ease, not only in the temple to accept the clay sculpture offered by believers." ”

The Buddha did not get angry, but sighed: "Why bother to suffer for yourself?"

Zhuang Zhou said indifferently: "Is the Buddha going to make a move on the poor road?"

The Buddha said indifferently: "You can leave, but the Destiny has to stay." You have to take him away, but you have to wait until this seat completely breaks his destiny. ”

Zhuang Zhou said with a sneering look on his face: "Aren't the monks compassionate about compassion?"

The Buddha's face did not change and said: "Buddhism has both great compassion and vajra anger. ”

Zhuang Zhou said with a smile: "The Buddha has not made a move for a long time, is it because the real body has not yet arrived, and he is not sure to take the poor road?"

The Buddha sighed and said: "It is worthy of being a Daomen Yasheng who is known as stepping into the realm of a saint with half a foot, and even this can be seen, but unfortunately it is a little late, and the true body of this seat has already arrived." ”

As he spoke, the golden light on the Buddha's body gradually dissipated, revealing his true face, and an ordinary monk's face appeared in Zhuang Zhou's eyes.

Back to basics, that's it.

Zhuang Zhou shook his head and said: "It's not too late, it's not too late, Poor Dao is just confirming whether the Confucian Sage and Uncle Tongtian really followed, since they haven't been seen for so long, I think the Buddha didn't deceive Poor Dao." ”

The Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this: "Do you dare to be hard-mouthed?"

After speaking, a hand slowly moved forward, and there were heavenly maidens scattering flowers in the air, heavenly demons dancing, and countless monks chanting scriptures.

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand came to the world at this moment and trapped Zhuang Zhou in it.

Zhuang Zhou's expression became calmer and calmer, and he muttered to himself: "Everyone in the world says that Poor Dao has one foot in the realm of saints, but he can save his life in front of the realm of saints. ”

"But how do they know that the power of the Saint Realm is that in front of the Saint, the Third Realm of Heaven and Man is just a bigger ant. ”

The Buddha continued, "You know this very well, are you going to tie your hands when you say this?"

Zhuang Zhou shook his head lightly: "No, Poor Dao just wants to say that the world is ignorant, if you enter, you enter, and if you don't enter, you don't enter, how can there be a saying that one foot enters the realm of saints?"

When the Buddha heard this, his face was strange, and a bad feeling came to his mind.

saw Zhuang Zhou standing there quietly, and a reflection appeared under his feet.

The Buddha's expression was solemn: "Under the shroud of this Buddha country, you still have the strength to fight back?"

After speaking, countless Buddhas appeared, used the magic power of Buddhism, and pressed Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou ignored the Buddha and looked down slightly at the reflection at his feet, and the reflection under his feet also showed the same expression and looked at him.

Gradually, Zhuang Zhou's reflection moved, slowly approaching Zhuang Zhou's body, and melted in, and a mysterious aura emanated from Zhuang Zhou's body.

Zhuang Zhou replied indifferently: "Although the Buddha's Buddha country claims to suppress everything, how can he be trapped in the saint realm?"

The Buddha's face was shocked: "Why, how is it possible? When did you become a saint? How could a Dao saint allow another saint to come out of the Dao Palace?"

At this moment, Lin Ze, who was lying behind Zhuang Zhou, opened his eyes, and a look of clarity appeared on his face, Zhuang Zhou was indeed a saint realm.

As early as the time when the Three Sects attacked Qin, Lin Ze began to be suspicious.

At the beginning, the Xuandu Meng Ke Maitreya and a few people rushed to take the life of Emperor Qin, but what they did was just a chance to be promoted to a saint.

Only Zhuang Zhou was unmoved, looking like he had no quarrel with the world.

At that time, Lin Ze was thinking that this Zhuang Zhou was either indifferent by nature, or he thought that this opportunity was not very useful, so he disdained to fight.

When Xuandu and others were severely injured by the Qin Emperor, and the Qin Emperor himself was seriously injured and dying, it was an excellent opportunity to pick up people's heads in front of Zhuang Zhou.

But what did Zhuang Zhou do? Give up the opportunity to Lin Ze.

Xuandu and the others desperately wanted to get something, but they were abandoned by Zhuang Zhou, there is only one answer, the opportunity that is useful for the third realm of heaven and man may be useless for Zhuang Zhou.

After talking with Emperor Qin, Lin Ze, who had always been cautious, inevitably became suspicious.

Even if Zhuang Zhou didn't act like a saint at all, Lin Ze did not relax.

It wasn't until later that Zhuang Zhou said that he could save Lin Ze's life in front of the saint.

When ordinary people heard it, they would probably think that Zhuang Zhou was talking big, but Lin Ze thought that what he said was very likely to be the truth.

Based on the sentence that all saints are ants, Lin Ze boldly speculated that Zhuang Zhou was a saint realm, otherwise it would not match the essence of ants at all.

It can't be that the ants are still ants one moment, and the ants are inseparable from the saints the next moment, which is not in line with the setting.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's cultivation in the saint realm, Lin Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Zhuang Zhou said indifferently: "So that the Buddha knows that it has been a period of time since the poor Dao was promoted to the saint realm, as for the Buddha questioning how the poor Dao teacher would allow this to happen, the poor Dao can only say that not all saints are like the Buddha and the Confucian saints, and they can't see the disciples achieve something." ”

"Poor Dao once said that if the Confucian saint and Uncle Tongtian don't come, the Buddha can't stop the poor Dao, at this moment, what does the Buddha think?"