The three saints are invited, how can they not go?

Lin Lei said, "Now that the three saints are invited, I have to go, but everything has to come first and then come, so let's do it, I will first meet the Confucian saints, then the first saints, and finally go to see the saints of the people, what do you think?"

Lin Lei has made up his mind, who can change it?

Pure Daoist and Qi Shuming all had to follow Lin Lei's will.

"That's very good. ”

The great Confucian Wang Tong was very happy, "Sect Master, the saint is invited, don't be lazy, please follow me to the Confucian Holy Land Jixia School Palace." ”

Jixia School Palace is located in the upper realm, and immediately Lin Lei stepped on the green lotus, and with the passage of the Great Confucian King, he went directly to the upper realm through the immortal channel.

The two of them didn't dare to slack off, and drove the auspicious clouds, and the speed was as fast as meteors.

Jixia School Palace.

The last Heaven Becoming Heavenly Sacred Realm located above the Nine Heavens of the Upper Realm.

There are nine heavens, and the nine heavens are the highest levels of heaven.

One is Zhongtian, two is Xiantian, three is Congtian, four is more heaven, five is Jiantian, six is Kuotian, seven is Xiantian, eight is Shentian, and nine is Chengtian.

The Confucian holy land Jixia School Palace is located in the ninth heaven of heaven.

Ascended to the Nine Heavens.

Arrived at the Jixia School Palace.

The Jixia Gakuya Palace is an extremely vast academy full of the atmosphere of books.

In the academy, all the time, there is a loud sound of reading, one by one, students, holding scrolls, reading attentively, the scrolls in their hands are full of literary light, talent.

Confucianism cultivates talent, righteousness, talent, and righteousness.

In the entire Jixia School Palace, Haoran is full of righteousness, upright, sacred and majestic, and every cultivator seems to be polite and polite.

The Great Confucian Wang Tong led Lin Lei into the Jixia School Palace, and no one stepped forward to stop him.

The aura of grandeur in the Jixia School Palace is pervasive, and the white light of the Dao is like a long rainbow, and no one with evil thoughts can set foot in the Jixia School Palace.

In the depths of the Jixia School Palace, there is a study.

In the study, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are complete, and on the wall, there are calligraphy works hanging one by one, and every word is surrounded by white light, which is a Confucian treasure.

A desk, a chair, a bookshelf, there are so many books on the shelves, each book is extraordinary.

And in the middle of the study, there is a painting, this painting is vivid, vivid, it is the portrait of the sage Cangjie.

When Lin Lei and Wang Tong saw it, they hurriedly saluted the Cangjie saint on the painting.

"I've seen a saint. ”

The figure on this painting came to life in an instant and walked down from the painting, but the paper of the original painting was snow-white, a piece of white paper, and nothing.

A painting is spiritual.

The strong man in Confucianism, the paintings he painted, are spiritual, there was once a painter, painted a picture of a horse, after the finishing touch, the horse ran out of the painting, galloping thousands of miles without tire.

And this painting in this study is naturally to the point of psychic, but this painting is a picture of the Cangjie sage, even if it is somewhat spiritual, it will not be visible.

Now the character who has come down from the painting is a wisp of spiritual sustenance of the word-making saint Cangjie.

"Get up. ”

"Sit casually. ”

The Cangjie sage pointed and created things out of thin air, and a second chair appeared in the study.

"Wang Tong, I have something to say to Sect Master Lin Lei, so you can wait outside. ”

Wang Tong obeyed, "Disciple, let's leave." ”

Stepping out of the study, he waited outside the study, lest a disciple from the Jixia School Palace inadvertently disturb the saint.

In the study.

Cangjie Saint and Lin Lei each sat on a chair, and Lin Lei only sat on half of his hips to show respect for the saint.

The Cangjie Saint admired Lin Lei Zhili's behavior very much, nodded his head and expressed his approval.

Then he spoke, "A few days ago, you went to the Witch God Temple with the Great Witch Hou Yi of the Witch God Temple, presumably to see the projection of Pangu Daoyou, Pangu Daoyou and me, etc., are very optimistic about you. ”

"Knowing that you are the ninth saint destined by heaven's will, when you become enlightened, the entire heaven and earth will usher in immeasurable tribulations, and if you want to delay the arrival of immeasurable tribulations, there is only one way, and that is to kill. ”

"Cultivators who kill the world, return the vitality absorbed from heaven and earth, call the sun and moon in the light, and return the void in the dark, only in this way can the arrival of the immeasurable calamity of heaven and earth be delayed. ”

"But how can I, a saint, bear to let my disciples be sent to death in response to the robbery, in order to protect my own disciples, the only way to let other disciples die. ”

"The so-called dead friends are not dead and poor. ”

Lin Lei was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this time the calamity would be so fierce, even the saint opened his mouth, saying that there should be a disciple who should be robbed and sent to death.

"Dare to ask the saint, how many people will die in this great tribulation in order to delay the arrival of the immeasurable tribulation. ”

The Cangjie Sage's eyelids drooped, and his words were full of compassion, "This great tribulation requires all the disciples of the three sects to respond to the tribulation, so that it is possible to evolve the immeasurable tribulation between heaven and earth. ”

There are eight holy religions in heaven and earth, namely the Human Sect, the Tongtian Sect, the Heavenly Daoist Sect, the Western Sect, the Demon Sect, the Witch Clan, the Demon Sect, and the Hell Sect.

And in order to delay the arrival of the immeasurable tribulation between heaven and earth, at least let all the disciples of the three sects respond to the tribulation.

You must know that every great sect has countless disciples, and every great sect has a saint in charge, and luck will not be broken, and it is simply impossible to want these saint sects to destroy the sect.

Because the saints are not destroyed, the great religion will endure.

"All three religions are destroyed?"

Lin Lei was shocked, "Do you need so many people?"

Cangjie Sage said, "At least the lives of the disciples of the three sects, perhaps the lives of the disciples of the three sects, are not enough to fill the calamity this time. ”

"And you are also the ninth saint, a disciple of your sect, and a disciple of the Great Sect, if all the saints join forces and destroy all the disciples of the Heavenly Rune Dao, it can also delay some time. ”

"In short, the more you kill, the later the calamity comes, and if the cultivators between heaven and earth die, perhaps the immeasurable calamity will never come. ”

The more you kill, the better.

"And you are the one who should be tribulated this time, and before you become holy, your luck is prosperous, so I want to form an alliance with you this time, so that the luck of you and my disciples of the two sects will be connected, and we will spend the immeasurable tribulation together. ”

Lin Lei was puzzled, "All the saints, they are all beings who reflect the heavens, master all worlds, and are immortal and immortal, why do you need to cooperate with me, with the skills of the saints, is it possible that you can't protect your disciples through the tribulation?"

Cangjie Sage said, "Our saints, although they are immortal and immortal, but after all, they have not left this world, so they will be restricted by the will of the Heavenly Dao of this world, and the will of heaven is destined that we cannot step out of the Chaos Heaven for half a step within five hundred years, otherwise, there will be calamities that will come and wipe out our good fortune." ”

Five hundred years!

Lin Lei already knew it in his heart.