Amid the sea of blood and extreme filth, a most holy and pure place was born, which is where the Asura Clan's holy land, Shura Palace, is located. At this time, Ancestor Styx was sitting on the throne with an expressionless face.
The following four demon kings: Bo Xun, Brahma, Lust, Umo, the concubine of heaven, and the four demon generals: Shiva, Vishnu, Rutolo, the ghost mother is all there, but everyone's face is very different. Ugly.
"Old Ancestor, Western religions deceive people too much. They wander in the Netherworld all day long, saying they are saving evil spirits, but in fact they take the opportunity to abduct our clan's sons. Since the opening of the Netherworld, I don't know how many powerful Asuras have been saved by them. If this goes on for a long time, and the foundation of my blood sea continues to be damaged, how can I grow stronger?"
After listening to Bo Xun's words, Patriarch Styx frowned and became even more disgusted with Western religion.
Due to the filthy environment of the sea of blood, the Shura clan is obscene and evil, and kills all day long. According to Buddhism, they are sinking into the sea of suffering and cannot escape, so the teachings of Western religions are an irresistible temptation for them.
There is a shortage of talented people in the Western religions, and they often transfer people everywhere. Although the Asura clan is evil, once they are converted, they are extremely devoted to Buddhism and have strong fighting power, making them the best candidates for Western religions and protectors.
Therefore, more and more Western believers come to fight the autumn wind. In name, they are to save evil spirits in the netherworld. In fact, they are chanting sutras in front of the sea of blood every day to lure Shura to convert.
"With your level of cultivation, there is nothing to fear from the descendants of Western believers. Why don't you just fight back?"
Bo Xun said with a mournful face: "Ancestor, we are not afraid of ordinary disciples, but Subhuti, the good corpse of Saint Zhunti, often sits here, nominally to discuss the Tao with Empress Houtu, Emperor Fengdu and others, but he has appeared on the edge of the Sea of Blood more than once , we personally recite scriptures and save a large number of Shuras, but we dare not take action."
Ancestor Styx's eyebrows furrowed, and a fierce murderous aura flashed in his eyes. The eight people below him shivered in shock. They lowered their heads in a hurry, not daring to say anything. Only a trace of vagueness flashed across the corner of Bo Xun. of smile.
"Zhunti is becoming more and more shameless. He actually sent Subhuti to personally form a team to save my clan son. What is the difference between this and robbing someone? Do you think that the ancestor does not dare to kill him?"
Bo Xun said cautiously: "Ancestor, Subhuti is extremely difficult to deal with due to his superb cultivation. Moreover, he is a clone of a saint. If I kill or injure him, I'm afraid that Saint Zhunti will strike out in anger and my bloodline will be cut off." , even the ancestors will be humiliated!"
Ancestor Minghe's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Why, do you think Ancestor is afraid of Zhunti?"
Bo Xun advised: "My ancestor has great cultivation, but he is not a saint after all. He cannot escape from the body of an ant. If he fights against the Chunti saint, he will inevitably suffer a loss."
"The body of an ant, hehe, you deliberately mentioned this, do you want me, ancestor, to seek help from the Emperor of Heaven, just like Kunpeng, who is obviously a great man, but is actually a lackey of Heaven?"
Bo Xun heard that the Ancestor Minghe looked unkind, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Ancestor, calm down, how dare I let my ancestor be humiliated? I just think of the disasters that our clan is in. Not only can we not develop in the ancient land, even if we shrink to the sea of blood, , I was really angry that I was still being bullied, so I made a mistake."
Ancestor Styx stared at Bo Xun coldly. The implication behind his words was that the Asura clan lacked strong protection, which led to a very difficult life. He hoped that he would put the clan first.
Although he was very dissatisfied with Bo Xun, the Shura clan was his main source of luck and occupied one of the six paths of reincarnation, so he could not give it up. What Bo Xun said was not unreasonable, so he did not care about it.
Moreover, Bo Xun's appearance is really normal. As the ancestor who created the Asura clan, the Styx ancestor is very aware of their virtues. Born in a place like the sea of blood, the soul is filthy and evil, or impulsive and irritable.
Those who keep on killing, or are extremely cunning and scheming at every turn, such as Bo Xun can be regarded as revealing the true nature of the Shura clan.
Just when Patriarch Minghe was pondering the pros and cons, another Shura princess came in to report that Subhuti came out of Fengdu Palace and walked to the edge of the Sea of Blood. He showed great compassion and sympathized with all the Shura who were sinking into the abyss of desire and could not escape, so
I plan to save them at all costs.
"Subhuti, it is too much to deceive others!"
Ancestor Minghe was furious. When he heard about this, he immediately went up to Meishan angrily, glanced at the other Shura kings who were also angry, and got up to find Subhuti.
He knew that if there was no response like this, the Shura tribe would not dare to resist the Western religion, and they might even have second thoughts and simply go to the Western religion themselves.
Taoist Subhuti sat cross-legged above the sea of blood, reciting a scripture in his mouth. A breath of compassion and universal salvation came from his body. The golden auspicious light enveloped the boundless sea. The pleasant sound of ethics filled the void. Each Shura bathed in the holy light.
, his expression gradually changed from vicious to compassionate and pious.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Subhuti was about to increase the output of his magic power in order to convert more Shuras to fill the Buddha Land. Suddenly, a burst of murderous intent came from the depths of the sea of blood, and two ominous lights, one red and one green, flashed out.
Come.
Subhuti was startled. He didn't expect Ancestor Minghe to take action directly. He immediately stopped reciting sutras and took out a fly whisk to disperse the sword light.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a figure rushed out from the sea of blood, holding two killing swords and standing on a blood-colored lotus platform. He didn't even say hello and came directly to kill him.
Subhuti shouted: "Friend Taoist Styx, why are you angry? I am just a few evil ghosts who have turned into innocent souls. If my fellow Taoist doesn't like it, just try to come as little as possible in the future!"
"Huh, shameless villain, you are still showing off your words, you will die for me!"
The ancestor of Minghe said he was fierce, but he was just doing it to show the Shura people. In fact, he did not dare to kill Subhuti, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.
After all, it is the saint's good corpse. Although it can be chopped out again after death, it is equivalent to a direct slap in the face of the saint. Zhunti is afraid that he will kill with a knife.
The two of them fought together. Although Subhuti was very strong, he was still a little inferior to Ancestor Styx. Moreover, Ancestor Styx was equipped with spiritual treasures that even saints would be jealous of. With full firepower, he only had a whisk to show off his appearance.
Can Subhuti deal with it?
I saw lotus petals flying on the blood-colored lotus platform, burning karma fire, covering a large area of void. Each lotus petal was like a burning source of sin, surrounding Subhuti. As long as he was touched by a trace of fire, karma would immediately appear from his body.
Fire is both magical and terrifying.
Subhuti tried his best to suppress the nameless karma fire on his body, and the whisk in his hand was ignited. He was unable to parry the two swords of Ancestor Styx. He was killed miserably, and even his Taoist crown fell off.
At this moment, a colorful light flashed in the sky, and a glazed tree with criss-crossed branches fell from the sky. With just one brush, it extinguished the boundless karma fire. Then there was another flash. Before the ancestor of Styx could react, he fell.
He did a somersault and fell into the sea of blood with a thud.
The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree brushed over the Ancestor of the Styx River, paused slightly in the air, and slowly approached the Karma Red Lotus, as if he was very greedy for this treasure.
Ancestor Minghe who came out of the sea was shocked and angry. He quickly took back the lotus platform and said displeasedly: "What does this mean, Saint Zhunti?"
Qibao Miaoshu saw that the lotus platform was missing, and sighed slightly. After all, it is important to pay attention to the appearance of food, and it is not easy to steal clearly. After hearing this, a voice came out: "Fellow Taoist is too narrow-minded. I, the Western religion, teach all people, and the demon people
All the tribes have them, and I haven’t seen Nuwa Empress or the three emperors of the human race have any objections. These Shura have a predestined relationship with me in the West, and I take the opportunity to help them liberate themselves. Why should my fellow Taoists stop them, for fear that their descendants will not suffer enough?"
The ancestor of the Styx River was lectured by Zhunti, and the three corpse gods were furious. He wanted to ignore it and vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would really anger Zhunti and be slapped to death by him, so he had to swallow his anger and feel sad in his heart.
Western Cultist scolded him up and down, and replied: "Our Shura tribe is a small tribe after all. We cannot compare with the demon tribe or the human tribe. I hope Saint Zhunti will understand."
Zhunti sighed: "That's all, in that case, fellow Taoist should still develop the Shura clan. When it grows stronger in the future, we will recruit some more disciples. Presumably by then, fellow Taoist will be happy to see it succeed, right?"
Ancestor Minghe resisted the urge to hit people and said nothing, watching helplessly as Subhuti and Qibao Miaoshu left with the converted Shura.
Returning to the Shura Palace with a gloomy look, Bo Xun said: "Ancestor, in the final analysis, strength is the most important thing in the prehistoric world. Even the most powerful people are ants. The Western religion is a saint sect. Ancestor still needs to be patient.
It really offends the saint."
"snort!"
Ancestor Styx snorted coldly, and his cheeks twitched at the word "ant". His hatred for Zhunti continued to rise. After a moment, he made up his mind that since he couldn't bear it anymore, there was no need to bear it anymore. The way to escape from the body of an ant was to
It’s not like they didn’t exist in the prehistoric world.
Heavenly Court, Miluo Palace.
Prince Dong was sitting at the top, and a Taoist priest was sitting below him. Although his face was calm, his eyes still showed a hint of expectation.
"Fellow Taoist is already at the pinnacle of prehistoric times, why do you suddenly want to become a perfect person? For fellow Taoist, there shouldn't be much difference, right?"
Zhen Yuanzi's face was slightly bitter, and his tone was slightly helpless: "No matter how strong your cultivation is, as long as you haven't attained Hunyuan, you will still be an ant. It's extremely difficult to do anything!"
Dongwanggong remained calm on his face, but secretly laughed in his heart. This scene had been expected by him. The ancestor of the Earth Immortal was not that easy to be, nor was he just a showman in the original time and space. He wanted to truly deserve his title and spread the word about the Earth Immortal.
The method of cultivating immortals is to grab food from my mouth.
The main thing that the human race now cultivates is the golden elixir avenue. Since the method of the Earth Immortal before was widely spread and anyone with a certain status can get it, there are still quite a few people in the human race who have cultivated it.
However, the Immortal Method has already involved the level of transporting against the heavens and stealing creation. Of course, the method should not be taught lightly, and only the core Taoist disciples can be taught it.
This method was created by Lao Tzu, and everyone who continues to practice the golden elixir path becomes his disciple and grandson invisibly, providing him with luck.
Zhen Yuanzi uploaded the Earthly Immortal's method on the basis of Jindan Dao. Isn't it just a matter of robbing me of the food in my bowl?
It would be fine if he could just create a cultivation method from scratch to reach Daluo Jinxian. But if he cuts off the beard based on Laozi's golden elixir path, unless he is a saint, he will definitely arouse Laozi's dissatisfaction.
However, it would not be difficult to create a new set of immortal cultivation methods based on Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation level. However, this would mean establishing a sect. From then on, he would be entangled in trivial matters and might be involved in battles between saints and even catastrophes. With him,
He probably wouldn't be able to do it if he had the character and courage to do it.
Forget about passing on the Earth Immortal's method, at least you still have the tiger skin of the Earth Immortal's ancestor. At critical moments, you can come to Duke Dong for a hug. If you establish a sect, how can you be as carefree as you are now?
Prince Dong estimated that Zhen Yuanzi might have been invited to drink tea by me, and he might have been beaten. After being stimulated, he finally put down his dignity and airs, and began to seek the third perfect person.