Chapter 23 The Four Sages of Buddhism and Taoism have their own worries

In the Taiyu Heavenly Eight Views Palace, the roaring voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was heard from afar:

"How is that possible? That Feng Clan is just a declining ethnic group, how can He De steal Hongmeng Purple Qi!

After speaking, he saw that the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's eyes were wide open and he was panting constantly, obviously he was already angry in his heart.

In contrast, Lao Tzu on the side was indifferent, glanced at the Primordial Tianzun, and said lightly:

"Why should the junior brother be angry? Now the battle for the holy throne has just begun, and it is not yet known who will end up with the flowers! As the saying goes: The last laugh is the last laugh. Sometimes it's not always good to take the lead, and if you're not careful, you may become the target of public criticism!"

finished speaking, but saw that Lao Tzu's eyes flashed, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

"I didn't expect to provoke the three ancient clans, it seems that this battle for the holy throne is not as simple as it seems!" Lao Tzu frowned and thought.

Thinking about it again, Lao Tzu suddenly felt happy in his heart, and said secretly:

"That's fine! Since that Wutian didn't get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it means that Poor Dao's previous guess was wrong! This time the Holy Throne can still be contested!"

Thinking of this, the corners of Lao Tzu's mouth hooked, revealing a faint smile.

The Primordial Heavenly Venerable on the side was indignant for a while, then calmed down, lowered his head and muttered for a moment, and asked Lao Tzu:

"Just as the senior brother said, the one who gets the holy throne first is not necessarily the last one to have the holy throne!

"Uh......"

Lao Tzu glanced at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable speechlessly, shook his head and said:

"Don't mention this matter again in the future! The teacher has already made it clear that we and other saints are not allowed to participate in this battle for the holy throne! If the junior brother intervenes rashly, not to mention the teacher's punishment, even our disciples may become the target of public criticism!"

After speaking, he made a look of displeasure, but because the Primordial Heavenly Venerable had asked him many times about this matter, Lao Tzu was gradually impatient in his heart.

Seeing that Lao Tzu's expression seemed to be displeased, Primordial Tianzun was slightly embarrassed, and said:

"But the junior brother is a little reckless, and I hope the senior brother is not strange!"

Lao Tzu nodded indifferently and said softly:

"It's okay! This holy position is indeed extremely important to us, and whether we can confront Senior Brother Tongtian and Senior Sister Houtu in the future depends on this eighth saint! Senior Brother is anxious, and it is understandable. ”

After a pause, the conversation changed sharply, and said solemnly:

"However, it is precisely because of the importance of the Holy Throne that we should preserve our sanity, so that it is possible to win the Holy Throne!"

"Hmm!"

Primordial Tianzun replied with a solemn face, and replied:

"Senior brother's teachings, junior brother will definitely keep them in mind!"

Immediately, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable pondered for a moment, looked up at Lao Tzu, and asked again:

"Senior brother, now that the holy throne is in the hands of the Feng clan, has the previous guess of the senior brother been ......?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lao Tzu cautiously.

Lao Tzu frowned slightly, and instantly stretched out again, nodded and replied:

"It should be good!"

Listening to Lao Tzu's words, Primordial Tianzun felt a burst of excitement in his heart, and said in a trembling voice:

"That ......"

As soon as the Primordial Heavenly Venerable spoke, he saw Lao Tzu raise his hand to stop his words.

At the moment, I only heard Lao Tzu whisper:

"This matter is irrelevant, we have not informed our disciples of this speculation before, so they are naturally not affected. ”

After a pause, Lao Tzu frowned slightly, his expression was slightly solemn, and he said quietly:

"I'm worried about another thing for my brother!"

"Huh?"

Primordial Tianzun glanced at Lao Tzu suspiciously, and asked:

"What?"

Lao Tzu lowered his head and groaned, and said in a condensed voice:

"Hongmeng Purple Qi fell into the hands of the Feng Clan, which means that the Feng Clan will also intervene in this battle for the Holy Throne! This matter is not good news for us!"

After listening to Lao Tzu's words, the Primordial Tianzun didn't care, and said with a smile:

"As soon as the clan is in decline, why should the senior brother worry? In the eyes of the junior brother, the Feng clan is not to be feared, and the only opponents we have are the other two sects and those who have great supernatural powers. ”

Lao Tzu glanced at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, shook his head and said:

"Senior brother, don't be careless! In ancient times, the three clans were rampant in the desolate world, and they couldn't be matched, didn't we dare to be born because we were afraid of the might of the three clans?"

Long before the East-West War, Lao Tzu and the primordial had already been born.

It's a pity that at that time, the three clans dominated the entire east, and their power was as big as the sky, and there were also demons entrenched in the west.

Afraid of the might of the ancient three clans and the Western Demon Clan, Lao Tzu and the primitive lived in the Kunlun Mountains and did not dare to go out, after all, the cultivation of the two of them was really not worth seeing.

At this time, when he heard Lao Tzu mention the events of the year, the Primordial Tianzun suddenly blushed and was embarrassed.

However, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was unwilling to give in, and said forcefully:

"In ancient times, the strength of the Feng clan was indeed powerful. But now that the Feng clan has long since declined, and the former glory is no longer there, why be afraid? What's more, we have been sanctified, and the strength of the saints has destroyed the world, even if the strength of the Feng clan returns to its former state, it will be difficult to compete with the saints like us! What is there to fear?"

Lao Tzu glanced at the primitive, shook his head, and said:

"Although the three ancient clans have declined, after millions of years of recuperation, I am afraid that their strength has already been restored! The strength of the Feng clan back then, the junior brother should know it in his heart! Moreover, the elder brother has mentioned it many times, this time the saint cannot participate, and the junior brother should not talk about the saint again!"

In the end, Lao Tzu's tone was slightly irritable, obviously a little impatient in his heart.

Hearing this, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he had to bow his head sullenly and remain silent.

After a while, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable calmed down, looked up at Lao Tzu, and asked:

"So what should I do now?"

When Lao Tzu heard this, he suddenly cursed in his heart:

"This primitive guy is really clear for a moment! Such a simple thing still needs to be asked!"

scolded in his heart, but his face was expressionless, and he said lightly:

"Since we can't make a move, we can only observe the situation here. When the opportunity comes, immediately notify Xuandu and the others to act!

"Uh......"

............

Just when Lao Tzu and the original were discussing, in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha Mother also gathered together to discuss the holy position!

At that moment, I only heard the Buddha Mother frowning and saying:

"I thought about it a lot, but I didn't expect that when Hongmeng Purple Qi appeared in the world, it was actually in the hands of the Feng Clan, which was really unexpected!"

Amitabha Buddha also frowned, and after hearing the words of the Buddha's mother, he said quietly:

"Hongmeng purple gas appears in the Nanming Volcano, which is already a bit strange. Now that it has been taken by the Feng Clan, I'm afraid things are not so simple!"

At the same time, Amitabha Buddha secretly thought in his heart:

"It seems that this battle for the holy throne involves a wide range of things, and it is definitely not what we thought before!"

After listening to Amitabha's words, Zhun Ti Buddha's mother was slightly stunned, looked at Amitabha Buddha in surprise, and asked:

"Isn't it easy?

Amitabha Buddha looked up at the Mother of Zhun Ti Buddha and said quietly:

"Originally, this battle for the holy throne only involved our four sects and the great gods of scattered cultivation in the flood wilderness. But now that the Ancient Feng Clan is involved in this, it is difficult to guarantee that no other ethnic groups will intervene in the future. In the end, I am afraid that it will sweep the entire desolate world. ”

In the end, Amitabha Buddha was full of worries, but he was worried about Shakyamuni Buddha and others.

After listening to Amitabha's words, the Mother of Zhun Ti Buddha frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said:

"This time the fight is for the holy position, all monks can't resist this temptation, and it is inevitable to sweep the desolate world, senior brother don't worry about himself!"

"Alas!"

When Amitabha Buddha heard this, his heart was still worried, and he looked at the Buddha Mother with a sad face, sighed, and said:

"How powerful the three ancient clans are, the junior brother also knows! Shakyamuni Buddha and others are afraid to ...... when facing the Feng clan Alas!"

For the three ancient clans, although the understanding of Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha Mother is not as good as Tongtian, they are much better than other monks.

Although the Western Demon Race has been extinct, its deeds have been handed down.

When traveling in the past, Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother once inadvertently broke into a deserted cave, which was the residence of a powerful demon clan back then.

Although this demon power fell in the final battle of the Tribulation, he escaped with a trace of his remnant soul and returned to this cave.

Unfortunately, in the final battle, his injuries were too serious to heal at all.

Knowing that time was running out, this demon power recorded many secrets of ancient times, especially many deeds in the West, but he wanted to restore the glory of the West to future generations.

Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother got this jade slip and knew many ancient secrets, and the Western Demon Race and the Eastern Three Clans competed for hegemony.

At the same time, the two also understood the former heyday of the West.

Thinking about the grand situation of the West in those years, and then looking at the barrenness of the West today, Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother were surging in their hearts, and immediately resolved to restore the grand situation of the West in ancient times, which was better than the East.

And this is also the biggest secret in the hearts of Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother.

Seeing the Feng clan's involvement in the battle for the holy throne this time, thinking of the momentum of the Feng clan in the past, Amitabha Buddha couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

Unlike Amitabha, the Mother of Zhun Ti Buddha did not take the Feng clan to heart.

At that moment, I saw the Buddha Mother of Zhun Ti smiling and waving her hand, and said:

"Senior brother, don't worry! Today's Feng Clan is no longer the Feng Clan that was rampant in the desolate world back then, it has long since declined, and compared with my Buddhism, I am afraid that the difference is more than a notch. So why should we be afraid?"

When Amitabha Buddha heard this, his heart was unabated, and he said bitterly:

"Alas! If it's just the Feng clan, the brother will naturally not be worried! But with the intervention of the Feng clan, I'm afraid that the other clans will not be able to bear it, the dragon clan, the Qilin clan, the demon clan, the witch clan, if these declining clans hear about the holy position, they will definitely not sit idly by! What the situation will be at that time, it is really unimaginable!"

"Uh......"

After listening to Amitabha's words, the Zhun Ti Buddha Mother was stunned, the previous Zhun Ti Buddha Mother really didn't think of this, and when she heard it at this time, she was also worried in her heart.

"Then what is the way to deal with it, senior brother?" asked the Buddha Mother anxiously.

"Alas!"

Amitabha Buddha sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly:

"In the battle for the holy throne, we saints are not allowed to participate. This is the forgiveness of the Dao Ancestor, and it has never been changed. If so, what can we do?"

Hearing this, the Mother of the Buddha frowned, and then lowered her head and pondered.

After a while, the Mother of the Buddha suddenly raised her head, looked at Amitabha, and said with a smile:

"It's true that we can't make a move, but there is one more person who can!"

Speaking of this, a hint of smugness flashed on the face of the Buddha Mother.

"Oh?"

Amitabha Buddha looked at the Mother of the Buddha in surprise and asked suspiciously:

"Except for saints like us, I'm afraid there is no one else who can contend with the entire Flood Cultivator. Who is that?"

"Hey, hey!"

Zhun Ti Buddha Mother laughed, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and said:

"Bodhi Ancestor!"

When the Dao Ancestor pardoned all the saints to move into chaos, the Buddha Mother Zhun Ti played a trick and left the good corpse in the Earth Immortal Realm, which has not yet been recovered.

"Uh......"

Amitabha Buddha speechlessly glanced at the treacherous Zhun Ti Buddha Mother, and said helplessly:

"Although the Bodhi Ancestor is the good corpse of the junior disciple, his strength is only comparable to that of the quasi-saint, I am afraid he will not be able to cope with it!"

"Huh!"

The Mother of the Buddha chuckled and said:

"Senior brother, rest assured! That Bodhi Ancestor's strength is unbearable, but if a junior brother's divine consciousness comes, his identity will be very different for a hundred years. Then the other monks will take care of it, and we will be able to take care of it. ”

Although Amitabha Buddha was not very optimistic about the plan of the Buddha Mother, he still agreed, even if he could not reach the point that the Buddha Mother Zhun Ti said, it could be regarded as adding a helping hand to Shakyamuni Buddha and others, and it was better than nothing.

So, the two agreed, and the Mother of the Buddha immediately descended her divine consciousness, attached to the body of the Bodhi ancestor, and rushed to Nanming Volcano.

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