"Sage Shenyang, tell me, what is going on? A newly obtained little saint can control merit..." A middle-aged man in gray robe couldn't help but ask. This man is also a saint.
"Fellow Taoist Supreme Spirit, I wonder if he has discovered some unknown secret. Otherwise... how could he control merit in this world where the way of heaven is hidden?"
"Indeed... but I feel that this person is not simple. Even if he is only an early stage saint, it makes me feel like I have heart palpitations. It would be unavoidable to be an enemy of him head on..." Saint Shen Yang said.
Zhiling Taoist: "How about this. Let's temporarily join this mountain. If we can discover this person's secret, it would be best. If we can't discover it, or find that we can't match him, we can leave."
The two looked at each other and both smiled. This was the safest way.
Advance to attack, retreat to defend.
Taoist Zhi Ling was the first to step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, I am Taoist Zhi Ling. I am a saint in the later stages of cultivation. I would like to enter Tao Mountain and become an elder."
"Later stage of sainthood?" Wang Shuo's eyes swept over and landed on the Supreme Spirit Taoist. Sensing the gaze, the Supreme Spirit Taoist didn't care at first and just raised his head casually.
He looked at Wang Shuo with an indifferent expression, even with some disdain, looking down on this Qingyi Taoist in the early stage of sainthood. In his opinion, mastering the secret of rewarding merit is the key to this person's enlightenment.
Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to Taoist Qingyi, and he didn't even take Taoist Qingyi to heart. The reason why he was so cautious was entirely due to the nature of the two of them.
But when those eyes completely fell on Taoist Zhiling, he was stunned again...
Those eyes seemed to penetrate all his thoughts and see through all his essence. It was like... nothing could escape its shape under these eyes.
It's like someone has stripped naked, and my back feels cold...
What's going on with this guy?
Taoist Zhiling unconsciously raised his head and met those eyes. The sight made his scalp numb even more. In those eyes, he saw a lot, including coldness, cruelty, fear, murderous intent, desolation...
…
Countless breaths passed by in a flash, and he couldn't tell what they were. They looked like laws, but... they didn't quite look like them. He couldn't completely sense them, or maybe... this person was hiding too deeply.
"Taoist Zhiling!" Wang Shuo nodded, but said nothing more. His expression was calm, his face was indifferent, and he was smiling. There was no change from the beginning to the end.
Taoist Zhiling agreed, and his back was already wet with cold sweat. He had no idea why he was like this, but he was just a little flustered and a little scared.
The person in front of you is definitely not as simple as he seems on the surface. It's okay to be far away from him, but when you are too close to him, it makes people feel scared and afraid to be his enemy.
"Well, you are the second saint to join Daoshan after Yin Rouer, so I will give you the position of second elder." After Wang Shuo said this, his hand fell on the head of Taoist Zhiling.
Taoist Zhiling glanced at the hand. This condescending attitude made him a little unhappy, but under Wang Shuo's aura, he did not dare to resist and had to accept it.
Until the hand fell completely, Taoist Zhiling felt the aura, and his whole body froze...
What is this? This is... the breath of the avenue...
If we say that ordinary saints have evolved the law to the extreme, they are already very powerful.
He has reached the peak of sainthood, is almost invincible in the world, and is immortal.
So if one understands the Great Way, it means transcending the ranks of ordinary saints and stepping into the holy realm...
Ordinary saints cultivate the law, while the sage... cultivates the great road.
Thinking of this, Zhiling Taoist took a deep breath and felt his scalp numb.
This person...in the early stage of becoming a saint, he has already achieved the level of cultivation that can only be achieved by a saint. Is this...normal? Isn't this too abnormal?
All the known saints have fallen. In the vast ancient world, the strongest person is only the peak saint.
So if the person in front of me really understood the aura of the Great Dao, then looking at the entire ancient world, he would probably be...invincible.
Thinking of this, thinking of all these possibilities, Taoist Zhiling was stunned and stood there, with all kinds of mixed looks in his eyes.
In addition to Taoist Zhiling, Saint Shenyang, who had discussed with him before, also came out.
Shaking his head, he saw that he had a lot of fat on his body, and his body looked wide and round. He laughed and said: "I am Saint Shenyang, and I am also a late-stage Saint. It is not a problem for an ordinary Saint to defeat more than a dozen. My physical cultivation is invincible, so...
Become...a third elder."
That tone didn't seem like he was here to join Daoshan, but rather like he was giving orders to Wang Shuo.
He didn't get close to Wang Shuo, nor did he have the personal and terrifying feelings of Taoist Zhiling. In his heart, he just regarded the Taoist in Qingyi in front of him as an ordinary early saint, so he didn't have much thought.
The flesh on the face trembled a few times, and you could even see a bit of ruthlessness, as if Wang Shuo was going to tear off Wang Shuo's head if he dared not agree.
But... Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, remained silent, and even had a hint of coldness.
Sage Shen Yang glared and said angrily: "What? I, Sage Shen Yang, have wronged you by being the third elder for you? What is your expression? Believe it or not..."
Before he finished speaking, the Taoist Zhiling next to him was so frightened that he grabbed Sage Shen Yang and scolded: "Shut up, do you want to die?"
"You..." Saint Shen Yang stared at Taoist Zhiling with his eyes wide open. He seemed to have thought of what he was here for. He secretly thought that Taoist Zhiling really looked like him, so he cooperated and said: "I...I
I’m here to join Daoshan, and I ask Daozu to accept it.”
"Oh? Are you here to join Daoshan?" Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, naturally knowing that this person had evil intentions, and walked over slowly.
Sage Shen Yang bulged his belly: "Of course, with my late-stage cultivation, where can I go and not be in the same position? Coming to your Dao Mountain will give you a good face."
"Really? What if I don't accept it?" Wang Shuo asked lightly, and gently lifted his hand away. The wind blew away the hair on Yaochi's face. After arranging it, his eyes fell on Shen Yang again.
On the saint's body.
Saint Shen Yang originally had a lot of complaints in his heart, and wanted to show off the Taoist in Qingyi in front of him, or even humiliate him. However, as Wang Shuo's eyes fell, he only felt...
His soul began to tremble, as if he was being stared at by an extremely terrifying monster... His body seemed to be suppressed by thousands of stars in the sea, and he was unable to move at all.
"I'll give you one last chance. It's still too late to change your mind now." Wang Shuo's hand slowly let go, and Yaochi in his arms was dragged by the law and sent to Yin Rou'er.