In the main hall, seeing how energetic this young calf was, who was not afraid of tigers, all the gods burst into laughter.
They were already huge in stature, and their wild laughter sent echoes throughout the hall, deafening and deafening.
A woman wearing a bright yellow Ruyi moire pattern and a phoenix crown and shawl on her head smiled and fell on the table; the maid next to her also covered her face and smiled, and clouds and rain fell from her eyes.
There were four true gods with big shoulders and round waists, whose bodies were as illusory as water waves. They slowly lowered their heads and looked at Xia Ze, who was like an ant in their eyes.
The leader, who had a pure heavenly eye on his forehead, held a pearl in his hand, and had a dragon and snake wrapped around his wrist, shook his head and sighed: "It's not enough."
There was another one, with a leopard head and eyes, holding a pipa, blowing hot air from his mouth: "It's not enough."
Then the one after him had a red beard and a purple face, a sword hanging on his waist, and his tone was slightly better: "It's still qualified."
Finally, the fat white man of God, holding a precious umbrella, said with disgust in his tone: "It's not enough."
The young man clasped his hands tightly, and Taoist Taiyi behind him put his hands on his shoulders, stood side by side, and looked at the sky full of gods with a smile.
"In thousands of years, you are the first mortal to come here. If you quickly retreat from this place, you will be blessed with great blessings. If you do not retreat, it will be a death penalty. Your soul will be extracted and the land of Jiuyou will be conquered forever.
You must not be reincarnated."
"Poor reptile, your parents and brothers died because of you, and you were ordered to commit murder. Why do you have the shame to come to this ascension platform? Retreat quickly to avoid divine punishment."
Xia Ze's mood fluctuated for the first time, his body was shaking a little, and big beads of sweat fell on the ground.
Holding a paintbrush, the old man with an immortal spirit asked sternly: "Do you know why Taoist Taiyi brought you here?"
Xia Ze shook his head.
"Ten thousand years ago, for unknown reasons, the co-lords of the six realms tore up the mountains and seas that were the source of the Tao, and then dispersed the Tao. The spiritual energy was scattered across Kyushu. The human race who originally offered incense and faith to the gods actually jumped up and obtained
The method of refining qi by refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and refining spirit into emptiness can greatly extend the originally short life."
"The ambitions of the human race don't stop there, and they gradually began to reach out to the superior gods. So far, countless gods and powerful human race have fallen. In order to avoid fighting again, the two parties reached a consensus in the temple and ceased war. From then on, the remaining gods
I made an oath to voluntarily enter the small cave to hide from the world. After the human race reaches the fourteenth level, I will not be able to ascend."
The old man raised his head and raised his eyes, as if he was remembering something: "But even though the human race and the gods have been at peace with each other for thousands of years, I know carefully that the ten-thousand-year catastrophe predicted by the co-lord of the six realms is about to come.
At that time, the mountains and rivers of Kyushu will collapse and shatter, and the human race and the divine race will all turn into a handful of ashes."
"A catastrophe of ten thousand years?" Xia Ze turned to look at Taoist Taiyi.
"Where does this catastrophe come from? Human race? Gods? Monster race, demon race? I don't know." The old man holding the pen suddenly slapped his palm on the table, smashed his palm into powder, and pointed at the sun.
Taoist B, "Do you know what he is going to give you? What he is going to give you is the heaviest, clearest and most powerful godhead in a hundred thousand years!"
He said slowly: "The price is that he will die."
Xia Ze stayed where he was and looked at Lord Beggar blankly.
In the Tianmen, in the main hall, the gods who were motionless like stone statues suddenly became restless. Dozens of fairies wearing colorful clothes and feathers burst into tears and sang a tune that made heaven and humans weep together. Every word,
It was like streams of fire hitting his already dry heart. His whole soul was screaming and wailing, causing him so much pain that he had to cover his ears.
The fat white man of God roared angrily, punched out with a fist the size of a bucket truck, and blasted the already embarrassed young man out hard, breaking dozens of Chinese watches in a row, causing sand and dust to rise in the smoke.
The young man staggered and slowly stood up.
The green-faced Yaksha beat the drum with both hands, and in an instant, strong winds, sky fire, and wild thunder overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth.
Seeing that the young man was about to suffer, in the middle of the hall, Taoist Taiyi clasped his hands together.
In Xia Ze's heart lake, the old man's shouts rang out one after another: "A gentleman is like jade, and he is also like iron. He is as humble as jade, and he is as strong as iron. How can an evil ghost be able to deceive a righteous man?"
A golden statue with an unknown height of tens of thousands of feet suddenly appeared, with a five-clawed golden dragon entwined on the side of the Huabiao pillar. As the golden statue continued to rise, it was not punctured through the roof. The statue, with two palms
Among them, there was a young man with bruises all over his body.
Golden thunder and lightning, strong winds, and raging fire hit the old man's dharma image. When the three dissipated, the old man's injured area was bloody and bloody. The golden body dharma image also flickered on and off along with the old man's breathing, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.
Broken to pieces.
In the palm of his hand, Xia Ze's eyes were dull and silent.
"You have already exhausted your magical power by repairing this dilapidated cave. Your life is about to end. Why not just escape and find another place to live? Is it worth it for a mortal like an ant in this small town?"
A fire arose in Old Man Bi's heart, and with a wave of the brush in his hand, a wisp of light ink came out, forming an endless sea in the blink of an eye.
"Can you protect him?" The sea suddenly boiled.
Xia Ze raised his head, with tears streaming down his face. He endured the pain of his body and soul, holding the sun with both hands. After a moment, a ball of extremely hard and fierce fists suddenly hit the chest of the fat white god. At first,
It was just like a mosquito bite. After a moment, the fat white god-man groaned, followed by a loud noise in the hall, and his whole body collapsed deeply into the ground.
"Master Qi'er, is what the old man said true?" On Xia Ze, a white robe as light as a cloud appeared slowly took shape.
The old man's thousands-foot-long dharma image flickered on and off, and the boiling sea water eroded his body all the time.
He nodded kindly: "Boy from the Xia family, there is no need to feel sad for me. My lifespan is running out and I am at the end of my life. I was afraid of scaring you and lied to you that I was a lowly god.
But I am already dying. Looking at the nine states, I dare not say that this godhead is the greatest. This fiery heart is not inferior to any ancient gods."
Xia Ze burst into tears: "Master Qi'er...but I don't want you to die. I don't want this godhead, okay? This Piaomiao State is so big, where can I go? I...I am indeed a
..."
"This godhead, if I die, will dissipate into the world. If some wolf-hearted thing picks it up and does some unscrupulous things, it will probably make me jump out of the ground.
.But I, Taiyi, don’t feel bad for giving you this thing.”
In the main hall, apart from the sound of the two talking and the sound of the raging ocean tide, the other gods remained silent.
The sea water was already up to Taoist Taiyi's neck. He raised his hands and lifted the young man a few feet higher.
"Boy from the Xia family, I just told you that you should study more and become a gentleman as gentle as jade and as strong as iron. But when you go out, you meet only unreasonable people, which is really a bad thing. So there are some
Sometimes, you have to think about how to make people willing to listen to you, and you have to have something to do."
"I have seen and listened to this world for too many years, and my ears are filled with the vapid voices of the rich and powerful, as well as the nagging of the poor. The down-and-out gods are not as good as human beings. I can't control what I hear, so death is coming to me.
Saying that is not necessarily a bad thing. I believe that the Xia family boy can open up a brand new world."
Many years later, Xia Ze learned that the immortal who had always stood by his side, whose real name was Taiyi, the God of Suffering, was the only one in the world of gods who made a great wish. In times of crisis, as long as he chanted the holy name of Tianzun, the god would follow him.
When the voice comes to you, go to the rescue. Reciting the Holy Name of the Heavenly Lord can relieve worries and troubles, turn evil into good luck, complete your deeds, and ascend to heaven in the daytime. He is a great sage, a great merciful person, and has great compassion and great wishes. He comes to the voice to feel the voice and rescues the suffering, three days a month.
, comes to the world for nine days to save all sentient beings.
Taoist Taiyi seemed a little guilty: "I am indeed a bit selfish by putting this burden on you."
Xia Ze was silent for a long time. He took two steps in the old man's palm and walked all the way to the boiling sea water. There was only determination in his eyes. He picked up a handful of boiling sea water, his palms were red with heat, and drank the boiling water in his hand.
And finished.
"Xia Ze! You?"
The internal organs seemed to be separated in an instant.
The young man's body was shaking due to the severe pain. He opened his eyes suddenly and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Qi'er and I are walking on the same road, so I will drink a handful of sea water with him first. The road will not be too long."
crooked."
The old man holding a pen saw the young man swallowing the boiling sea water and sneered: "You have so much backbone, but you dare to say that you will not go astray with just a handful of boiling sea water. Isn't it ridiculous? You have the ability to drink all the boiling sea water."
After drinking it, I will admit that you, Xia Ze, are really talented."
"That's enough." Taiyi said humanely.
Xia Ze walked a few more steps until the boiling seawater reached his ankles.
He bent down and picked up another handful of sea water, and just as he was about to swallow it, the pendant on his chest glowed red, and a kind of god in the hall suddenly changed his expression. In the boundless sea water, a wave rose from somewhere.
, like a dragon absorbing water, it poured into Xia Ze's red pendant.
After a while, only steaming heat remained.
"There are actually alien beasts Yuan Fei helping me. No wonder you have innate supernatural powers and are still alive to this day. Well, if I am blind, you Xia Ze are really a tough guy with a first-class reputation in the world." The old man marveled.
"I've tolerated you for a long time." Xia Ze looked sternly and pointed at the old man holding the pen.
"Oh?" The old man holding the pen looked playful, "It seems that you are a little angry and want to see how powerful you can be when you are angry?"
"Master Qi'er, I have figured it out. I will walk slowly step by step, but some grievances cannot be left overnight and must be avenged now."
Taoist Taiyi nodded: "How can I help you?"
Xia Ze walked to the edge of his palm, bowed to the gods in the hall, and said, "I have a sword to draw, so I ask Immortal Taiyi to lend me a sword!"
The old man nodded, turned into thousands of light points, condensed in the young man's palm, and finally turned into a dazzling sword.
The pendant on his chest emitted clouds of red, and finally at Xia Ze's feet, there was a small beast with dragon scales and a tiger body.
The entire Tianmen and the main hall fell in the sky.
The old man holding the pen was unscathed, but he sighed: "I'm so lucky for you. Your anger is like thunder piercing your ears, deafening and enlightening."