Emperor Jun, Donghuang, and Kunpeng looked at the sacred figure that was surrounded by chaos and exuded the aura of the mysterious avenue of creation. Their pupils could not conceal their shock.
The saint is detached. Under the saint, everything is false.
Donghuang and Dijun had complicated expressions.
This realm was once the peak they wanted to reach, but unfortunately they fell short of the chessboard and sank for an unknown amount of time before being resurrected.
"I have met Emperor Wa."
Emperor Jun, Donghuang, and Kunpeng, the three ancient great masters, lowered their proud heads and saluted slowly.
"Why did Emperor Jun, Donghuang, have a causal relationship with the pilgrims in this calamity?" Nuwa asked.
Nuwa's face is sacred and cannot be looked directly at. Although it cannot be seen clearly, the figure under the aura of chaos is absolutely perfect and heavenly.
The intuition of the three demon emperors is that after tens of millions of years, Nuwa's temperament is very cold, even a little shuddering.
Compared with ancient times, there have been great changes.
Hearing Nuwa's question, the three demon emperors' hearts tightened.
As the boss, Di Jun replied:
"Emperor Wa, although you resurrected Donghuang and I, our strength has not returned to its peak for so long. Today's world has changed dramatically. It is no longer the ancient times. Heavenly law is severely suppressed. There is no extraordinary method. I and
Donghuang is afraid that he will not be able to return to the number one position among saints in ten thousand years."
"Xuan Zang, as a man destined to learn scriptures, has merit and luck. If he is swallowed, the recovery time may be shortened."
"This is your purpose." Nuwa said calmly.
"Of course." Di Jun replied in a deep voice. Although Nuwa was a majestic saint, she was neither humble nor arrogant. After all, she was once the Emperor of Heaven.
"You have just been resurrected. It is impossible for you to understand the situation of this world so well. In my impression, you are not like the Golden Crow who can come up with such a method." Nuwa said.
"..." Di Jun was silent, thinking that Nuwa was doubting his wisdom.
"Huang Wa, this is the method I came up with."
Di Jun said noncommittally, with a confident expression.
Kunpeng watched from the side and burst into tears of gratitude. He didn't expect that Di Jun, an old bird, would take all the blame.
Donghuang looked at his elder brother and couldn't help but fall into thinking.
"Haha, if you could really come up with this idea, maybe you wouldn't choose to die together in the last battle.
Kunpeng, are you right?" Nuwa said lightly.
Kunpeng was timid. Hearing this, he quickly lowered his head and said:
"Your Majesty Wa, forgive me. I actually told Mr. Dijun about this method. Mr. Dijun didn't know anything about it. Everything is my fault."
Although they are both ancient powerful men, their status is so different now that even Kunpeng does not dare to act presumptuously in front of Nuwa.
Kunpeng knew the power of the sage, and nothing in the world could escape the sage's discernment.
Frankly speaking and being lenient is the wisest choice!
Di Jun has the blood of the Golden Crow and his character is inherently arrogant. He said directly:
"Emperor Wa, isn't there a big problem in swallowing a Buddhist scripture collector? Could it be that you have become a Buddhist scripture collector and you still want to punish us?
Emperor Wa, we are the same race, you are the real demon emperor of the demon clan, don’t you want to see the rise of the demon clan?
The human race is weak, it is time for the demon race to stand at the top of the world again."
Nuwa was silent for a few seconds and said slowly:
"I am indeed the Demon King, but saints cannot interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms. You should know the fate of several other saints. They are all now banned in Daozu's Zixiao Palace.
As for Xuanzang, you guys should stop provoking him."
"Emperor Wa is just a Daluo Jinxian, so what if he offends the Western Spirit Mountain?" Di Jun said.
"I am not worried about you provoking Western religions, but Xuanzang himself is burdened with immeasurable cause and effect. If you entangle with him, you will only be asking for trouble?" Nuwa said.
Di Jun still wanted to argue, but Dong Huang stopped his eldest brother and said:
"Emperor Wa is right, Di Jun, think about it for yourself, how many changes happened when we captured Xuanzang. First, there were two unknown Daluo Jinxian, one of whom was a master of swordsmanship and possessed the Immortal Killing Sword.
One controls the law of time and has a chaos clock. Then twelve ancestral witches appear, do you think it’s normal?”
After hearing Donghuang's retelling, Emperor Jun's expression gradually changed and he couldn't help but say:
"It sounds quite reasonable."
"Not only that, Xuanzang is clearly in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, but his magical power and magical power are no worse than mine, a quasi-sage who has lived for who knows how many ages. During the fight, I found that Xuanzang's magical power exudes an ancient aura.
The aura is even older than ancient times, so strange." Kunpeng said.
"Furthermore, it has only been more than 20 years since Xuanzang was born. He became a Daluo Jinxian in just 20 years. Even if Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Buddha, was reincarnated, it would be impossible for him to make such a big leap."
Kunpeng added that although he lives in the North Ming and does not appear in the world, there is nothing in the three realms that he does not know.
Jin Chanzi's true form is at best the top level Golden Immortal. Even if he reincarnates for nine lifetimes, he will not be able to enter the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
And he has reached the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian so quickly. You must know that the time required for Da Luo to break through each small realm is unpredictable.
"Emperor Wa, do you know something? Why don't you tell us directly?" Di Jun asked.
"It's not the time yet." Nuwa replied.
Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were deep, and he changed the subject and asked: "Emperor Wa, since the ancient war, my Chaos Bell escaped into chaos. Do you know where in the chaos I want to get the Chaos Bell back?"
"Okay." Nuwa said.
This was also what she expected. The Chaos Bell's combat power for Donghuang had increased too much.
Emperor Jun also said: "Emperor Wa, now that I have been resurrected, should Hetu Luoshu be returned to me?"
Even though he said this, Di Jun couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Nuwa is a saint. If she doesn't give it, I really have nothing to do.
"Hetu Luoshu helped my brother Fuxi deduce the Eight Diagrams and made meritorious deeds, which made my brother a saint.
I owe you a favor for this matter. After so many years, Hetu Luoshu has been idle in the treasure house, and will be returned to its original owner later." Nuwa said.
In her current state, Hetu Luoshu has little effect on a saint.
"Emperor Wa is so kind." Di Jun smiled.
Immediately, Nuwa took out two more golden elixirs and gave them to Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and explained:
"This is the ten-turn golden elixir given by my senior brother, Saint Taiqing.
Eating them will not directly restore you to your peak, but it is enough for you now."
"The Ten Turns Golden Pill, the legendary holy pill. Emperor Wa, why don't you have my little Kun?" Kunpeng asked.
"If you don't want to miss the great road, I can give you one." Nuwa said.
"??, Emperor Wa, then why are the two adults Donghuang and Dijun okay?" Kunpeng asked.
"Di Jun, Donghuang himself is the pinnacle existence below the saint. Although his strength is gone, his realm still exists. The Ten Turns Golden Pill is like a timely help and has no impact on them.
As for you Kunpeng, although you can break through to the Great Primordial Realm after taking the Tenth Transformation Golden Pill, you will stop here after that." Nuwa explained.