"The western land is famous for its Lingshan."

"Glorious and majestic, and luck is just like that."

"The pioneer of Kaixi Niu Hezhou's practice and set an example of the merits of the Eight Treasures Lotus Pond."

"The virtue is bright and the sun and the moon, and the cultivation is soaring."

"Great Western religion, the two saints are standing shoulder to shoulder."

The young man in white robe and white hair carved the passage he wrote on the jade talisman, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, has anyone read this thing you wrote?"

Di Ting's long hair floated on the water surface, his body half lying on the floor, and springs surged around him from time to time, soaking it in like waves, showing a very enjoyable look on his face.

It turned its head from time to time, looked at the young man in white robe and white hair, and then asked him a few questions.

"Why no one looks at it?"

"Why no one can see it?"

"This is the handwriting of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and it is passed down by the saint's disciples!"

"A glance will eliminate all diseases."

"If you get one, your life will increase by three thousand!"

"As the saying goes, every word is a pearl, no matter how much money you have to change!"

Dizang put away the carving knife, brushed away the debris on the surface of the jade talisman with his robe sleeve, put it into his treasure bag, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and soaked it in the pool.

"Is it really that powerful?"

Di Ting shook his head, expressing his doubts.

“That’s how the publicity effect is.”

"But in fact, it is also of great benefit to people."

"At least, it won't kill anyone."

Dizang pondered for a moment and told Di Ting the truth.

The western land is indeed relatively barren.

Due to various reasons, the two teachers have always wanted to expand the power of Western teaching to the east.

Especially in the southern continent, it can be said that the land is fertile, abundant resources, a large population, and abundant spiritual energy is the best choice for the rise of Western religion.

However, the matter of moving the Great Learning eastward is not simple.

Without the permission of the Taoist sect, it is not realistic for Western religions to go to other people's territory to make a living.

The three saints of Taoism, the Taoist sect, are not vegetarians.

Whether it is the Tai Chi diagram of the Taiqing Saint, the Pangu Banner of the Yuanshi Tianzun of Yuqing, or the Zhuxian Sword Formation of the Tongtian Sect of Shangqing, it is enough to beat the two saints of the Western Sect.

In view of this, although Western religion wants to move eastward, it has been waiting for the opportunity to prepare for the future.

However, the saints and disciples of Western religions have recently been frequently active on the Eastern continent, looking for their own opportunities.

As one of the personal disciples of the two Western saints, Ksitigarbha naturally had his own plans.

However, Dizang was not very lucky. When he went out, he encountered his uncle Wang Yanguo. He lost all the time. Finally, he ran back to Lingshan in one breath and hid in the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond to repair the trauma he suffered in his mind.

Of course, the Babao Lotus Pond is not something that anyone can soak just by wanting it.

The two Western Saints accept disciples more easily. Those who like good things must accept them. Those who look down on others but have good strength must accept them. Those who look down on others but have good strength must accept them. Those who have never seen them have good strength must also accept them, so they have many personal disciples and more registered disciples.

As a result, there are quite a few Western scholars.

But there is one thing, their place has poor resources and insufficient resources, so everyone lives a tight life.

It can be seen from the degree of tattered Taoist robes worn by everyone.

Although Dizang was younger, several large patches were sewn on his Taoist robe.

This should be said to be a characteristic of Western religion.

Therefore, as the treasure of Western religions, the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond is not something that can be used casually.

This time, while taking a bath in the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond, Dizang also carved some jade talismans for the teachings as tools for publicity to the church.

Needless to say, the cost of Diting taking a bath was also done by Di Ksitigarbha.

"It's not a big deal even if you kill someone, right?"

"Anyway, you will send them to the West to enjoy happiness in the end, are you saying that?"

Di Ting smiled and said.

"What a big truth!"

"If the two teachers heard this, it will be of great significance!"

Dizang scolded him, then shrank a little sneakily.

Fortunately, this is the hinterland of Lingshan, in the Eight Treasure Lotus Pond.

No matter how bored the two Western saints are, they will not bet on this.

"I heard from your useless brothers that after Mount Buzhou collapses, it seems that a strange treasure will appear."

Suddenly, Di Ting's ears moved and pressed on the ground. After listening for a while, he said to Di Ksitigarbha.

“Huh?”

"This is a good opportunity!"

After hearing this, Dizang's eyes lit up.

Lingshan is the temple of two Western saints. Relatively speaking, the conditions are better, but they are not possible in other places. Therefore, the top priority for Western sect disciples is to search for treasures everywhere and enrich their wealth.

Now that he heard such a news, Dizang immediately became interested.

"There are still ten jade talismans to be engraved."

"After finishing this, we will go to Buzhou Mountain to try our luck."

Dizang made a decision after just a moment of thinking.

After he finished carving these flattering propaganda jade talismans, he immediately set out for Buzhou Mountain.

To put it in the Western teachings, all treasures in the world are destined to be with me.

If you don’t take it at this time, when will you wait?

*******

The most lively place on the prehistoric continent is Buzhou Mountain.

The spine of the great god Pangu is transformed, and the pillar of heaven has collapsed. The influence of this incident is really too great.

Today, except for those powerful people who have the ability to penetrate into the Chaos Sea to obtain the Five-Colored Stone, ordinary monks are still struggling on the verge of collapse, but some monks saw the opportunity and came to Buzhou Mountain to try their luck.

Among them, Wang Yinguo and his group can only be regarded as a small team.

Some immortal sects even came out in full bloom, flying to Buzhou Mountain like locusts, trying to find treasures of heaven and earth.

Wherever they go, they often dig three feet into the ground, making it messy.

When Wang Yanguo and the others appeared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, they did not attract any attention.

After all, their small team looks like a juggling team, not like a treasure hunting group.

A young true fairy monk, with an old goat, a monkey, two bull demons, and a little girl, looks like a vulnerable group no matter how you look at it. The only difference between them and other teams is that there is always a cloud of clouds and mist around their bodies, which cannot be seen clearly.

But overall, this small team is not at all threatening to everyone.

"It's explode!"

"It's explode!"

"The blue sky stone liquid was discovered!"

"This thing can repair the soul of the Golden Immortal Cultivator!"

“It’s developed!”

At this moment, new news came from ahead.

When everyone heard this, they felt their blood boiling and rushed forward one after another.

According to passers-by, since the first wave of monks arrived in Buzhou Mountain, there have been 63 treasure hunters, and they have achieved great success, and other casual cultivators have received countless big and small benefits.

As the spine of Pangu’s great god, Buzhou Mountain does contain a large number of treasures.

After these people come, they rarely return empty-handed.

Although not all kinds of treasures can be seen everywhere, the chances of being exposed are indeed very high.

"Uncle Master."

"Five hundred miles ahead, someone discovered a new treasure. Should we go over and take a look?"

Monkey Xiaojin moved his ears and asked Wang Yanguo for advice.

"Abai, what do you think?"

Wang Yinguo looked at Bai Ze and asked it.

"There shouldn't be any big surprise."

"It's better not to go."

After Bai Ze felt it for a moment, he shook his head and said.

As the leader of the auspicious beast in the prehistoric world, it has a very strong ability to predict misfortunes and good fortune, and there is no beast to reach.

"Um."

Wang Yinguo nodded and looked at Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, they were less than a thousand miles away from the main peak of Buzhou Mountain.

Looking across from here, I saw a lonely mountain soaring into the sky and sank into the sky.

But when I was near the middle, I was hit by something and missing a piece.

For this reason, the supporting sky above Buzhou Mountain became tilted, causing the sky to tilt northwest, the earth to sink southeast, the sun, moon and stars to move towards the west, and the water of rivers and lakes to flow to the east.

To put it in a little bit vividly, it is like an umbrella.

The entire open umbrella surface is the sky, and the umbrella handle is the main body of Buzhou Mountain.

Although Buzhou Mountain has not been completely broken, the umbrella surface has been crooked and an irreversible tilt has occurred, resulting in various disasters in the prehistoric world.

"If the saint takes action, can he uphold the heavens?"

Monkey Xiaojin looked at the tilted sky and suddenly had a whim.

"It probably can't be done."

"After all, the ancient world was originally transformed by the body of the great god Pangu, and even the saint of the Taoist ancestor could not change all this."

"The cause and effect involved in this is really too big."

"If it weren't for this, the Taoist Ancestor wouldn't have asked the Saint Nuwa to pick stones to repair the sky."

After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Yinuo came up with the answer.

As a saint of the Heavenly Dao, Taoism is not omnipotent.

If it is an individual event that occurs within the world, he will certainly have the ability to deal with it.

However, there has been a major catastrophe in the structure of the world itself, so there is no way to intervene directly. We can only find ways to make up for the current shortcomings and strive to prevent the operation of the prehistoric world from being greatly affected.

After all, the Taoist saint is still in the heavenly way and cannot escape.

Even if he occasionally appears, he appears in the form of an incarnation, and his strength is still greatly limited.

"Hahaha!"

"I have found it!"

"I have found it!"

Suddenly, a very powerful old Taoist, with a huge black stone like a hill on his head, flew over them with a wild smile.

"What's rare about a broken stone?"

"Is this fellow Taoist crazy?"

"Pity, pitiful and sad!"

The monks around him saw it and couldn't help but shook their heads and said.

"Alas!"

"The fellow Taoist who flew over just now is not the eldest disciple of Yuxu Palace, Taoist Master Guangchengzi?!"

"He has long been able to become the Golden Immortal of Daluo!"

"You guys say he will lose his mind?"

Immediately someone recognized the identity of the old Taoist priest who had just flew over and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Guangchengzi?!"

"The stones of Mount Buzhou?!"

Wang Yinguo was also surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect that he would meet Guangchengzi here.

Obviously, Guangchengzi had already obtained the gravel from Buzhou Mountain and was preparing to go back to refine the Fantian Seal.

Unconsciously, the history of this prehistoric world has been pushed forward another important step forward.
Chapter completed!