As soon as these words came out, everything fell silent. Everyone listened blankly to these words, unable to calm down for a long time. Liu Qiao sighed secretly in his heart: "Ginger is still old and spicy. This plan is so clever that it is almost unsolvable."
The Western religion, which was originally at its peak, had its terrain, spiritual veins and destiny changed. The gold-like destiny of the great religion in the West was divided into two.
One of them has been directly absorbed into Taoism, and the western side has become dying and its vitality has been severely damaged.
Jie Yin and Zhunti dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. They swallowed the anger in their hearts, which meant that they broke their teeth and swallowed it into their stomachs.
Just when the two thought it was over, a Taoist came out of the distance. This Taoist had just appeared, and the leader of Tongtian who was spying on the situation was so angry that he just wanted to kill him.
This Taoist looked calm when he saw all the Heavenly Cult Leaders here. The only strange thing was that he was wearing a black and yellow monk's robe and had a solemn expression.
This man was none other than Taoist Duobao who had disappeared for a long time. Liu Qiao was surprised to discover that this man's cultivation had almost reached the level of deputy leader.
"I want to establish Mahayana Buddhism and transform the West into Buddhism. Today, the way of heaven listens! Let Taoist Duobao be the Buddha of the present, Taoist Randen the Buddha of the past, and Maitreya the Buddha of the future!"
As soon as Li Er's words came out, the earth dragon rolled and the sky and the earth changed color. Ran Deng and Jie Yin wanted to stop Li Er's next behavior, and six eyes in the void looked at them with the power to change the sky and change the elephant.
It was clear that in the warm and fairyland-like Lingshan Mountain, the two of them felt as if they were falling into an ice cave. The horror between life and death made the two of them stop their next actions.
Golden lotus flowers suddenly appeared under Taoist Duobao's feet and held him up, and all his magical power was transformed into billowing Buddha power in just an instant.
The merits accumulated over ten thousand years in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool cleanse the physical body of the Taoist Master Duobao and cast a statue of Wushang Buddha.
The water level in the pool of merit continues to drop, the merits are like mountains and running water, and Jie Yin and Ran Deng feel like they are being cut by a knife in their hearts.
Only then did Liu Qiao suddenly understand that Taishang Laojun's calculations were really bottomless. To use Taoist Duobao to change the entire Western religion, no! At this time, it should be called the structure of Buddhism.
Taoist Duobao was born in the Jiejiao sect. At this time, the disciples who were subdued by Ran Deng were unwilling to accept Duobao, so they naturally turned to Duobao.
The issue that was originally suppressed by the two leaders suddenly revealed that Ruoda Buddhism had been divided into two factions.
On one side are the Jiejiao immortals headed by Taoist Bao, and on the other side are the local immortals of the Western religion led by Jie Yin.
With a few simple words, the vast and intricately connected West split into two factions, and Laojun's strategy was really chilling.
Li Er's meritorious deeds have been completed during this trip, and the power of boundless merits poured directly into his body. Although he is slightly inferior to the real leader, Taishang Laozi has five such clones.
Liu Qiao felt that it was still necessary for him to rise to the level of a leader, otherwise his life would not be easy if his every thought would be manipulated.
Liu Qiao doesn't have the grand ambitions of the protagonist in the prehistoric times. If he doesn't move, he will master the way of heaven and destroy the world.
He is just one of the few unique ones among all living beings. Thinking of this, the magic power in the sheath is like a vast ocean, and a wisp of pure white immortal energy emerges out of thin air.
Liu Qiao has neither joy nor sorrow. Now, as long as his body transforms into an immortal, he can become a true immortal traveling around the world.
For him, everything was just a matter of time and effort, and it was not as close to death as the previous advancement in cultivation.
Jieyin and Zhunti greeted Taoist Duobao with dark faces and bad tone.
Master Duobao is clearly digging up the roots of Western religion and using it to support himself.
The two of them did not seal Taoist Duobao in the long river of time with a slap, and it was all for the sake of the Supreme Lord.
"Duobao Dao's friendly approach! You actually asked Taishang Laojun to stand up for you and seize the fruition position."
"Amitabha, this poor monk has transformed into a monk. My name is Tathagata Buddha!" Taoist Duobao smiled and took over Lingshan.
For a moment, the expressions of the Jiejiao Immortals and the Western Immortals behind Taoist Duobao were complicated. In the originally huge Lingshan Mountain, an undercurrent was now surging.
Li Er stood on the nine-color auspicious cloud and looked at the registered disciple who was working hard to preach. He held the world in his hands with his big hands, and his fingers as white as jade penetrated through the layers of space and grabbed Yin Xi in his hand.
"How about you follow me back to heaven and become my alchemy boy?" Li Er has a gentle face. This boy has deep wisdom and is lucky enough to worship him as his teacher.
Yin Xi's eyes filled with excitement, holding a disciple's gift.
"Master is here, please bow to me!"
Li Er accepted this gift and said: "Idiot, I will teach you this alchemy skill. Don't let the master down."
"Disciple will definitely live up to his trust and pass on this Tao day by day." Yin Xi felt that the burden on him was a little heavier.
Liu Qiao said to the Jade Emperor: "Thinking too much at this time is just unfounded worry. We can still cope with the calamity of the next journey to the west."
The Jade Emperor looked bitter and nodded. He returned to the Lingxiao Palace with a lonely expression. Liu Qiao also understood the Jade Emperor's difficulties.
After all, he is the nominal lord of the three realms. Who would not want to control everything as a king or emperor? The Jade Emperor saw with his own eyes a situation that he could not control, and how powerless he felt in his heart.
Liu Qiao followed him and comforted him with kind words: "Your Majesty, you might as well think about it from another perspective. How lucky you are to have such a majestic person in this world who doesn't care about political affairs."
The sad look on the Jade Emperor's face relaxed, and he smiled and cursed: "You brat has only been practicing Taoism for a few hundred years, but you came here to comfort me."
Liu Qiao was not angry when he saw the Jade Emperor saying that he was a young boy. He said that he would descend to earth and disappeared again.
Jin Peng turned away from Liu Qiao angrily and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "You are my brother, okay? Let's not play such exciting things. Isn't it nice to just stay at home?"
Liu Qiao instead puzzled Jin Peng: "Don't you think this can prove the meaning of existence?"
"No, sir, there are a lot of people. Don't take me with you if you want to die." Jin Peng had already become resistant to Liu Qiao's whisper. After hearing it, he instantly became vigilant.
The last lesson was still vivid in his mind, and now his bird legs were still shaking.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liu Qiao patted Jin Peng on the head angrily, "And you are such a coward, the Golden-winged Dapeng? Let's go, we are only here to witness something.
It’s a great history, don’t make trouble.”
Jin Peng wasn't angry either. As soon as he heard that there was something fun to watch, he immediately motioned for Liu Qiao to come up quickly.
Just like that, the two happy people went down to earth in a turbulent manner.
After the Jade Emperor saw it, he felt that the mountain of official affairs in front of him became more and more unpleasant.
Some people want to capture Liu Qiao, who is wandering around and doing no real work, and handle the affairs of the Three Realms for him, so that he can enjoy life by himself.
"Why do I feel like this guy is more laid-back than me even though I am the Jade Emperor?"
After the Jade Emperor saw that it was impossible to do anything, his mentality gradually changed. He had gradually become "Liu Qiao", and it was another day when he wanted to go on strike.
Jin Peng's original silent painting style has been led astray by Liu Qiao, just like a runaway husky rushing down to earth.
Liu Qiao felt a little regretful. Is the roc bird under his feet a genuine blood? Why does he feel that it is a parallel import?
Jinpeng's flight path was darting from left to right, flying in a zigzag pattern. While Liu Qiao was laughing and cursing, he had arrived at Qingyun Gate unknowingly.
Jin Peng's body as huge as a mountain range descended in front of the Qingyun Holy Land, and the disciples who came down to earth to experience were trembling.
Chang Long felt as if he had been struck by lightning. If he guessed correctly, the one under his master's feet was its natural enemy, the golden-winged roc.
This legendary creature that his mother had told her about since she was a child was often used to urge him to practice hard.
The entire body of the dragon screamed under the pressure of the natural enemy. Chang Long ignored it and felt that the sky was about to fall, with tears in his eyes.