After the Taoist Saint dropped those words, he took back all the aura he had emanated, and the doomsday scene of Chang'an City gradually dissipated.
As soon as the Taoist sage left, Lin Ze's malicious eyes fell on the Master of the Tongtian Sword, the Confucian sage of Buddhism.
As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Lin Ze clearly remembered the things that the master of the Buddha, Confucian and Sage Tongtian Sword repeatedly planned and even used his cultivation to bully him.
In the past, because his strength did not allow it, Lin Ze had to swallow his anger, but now he has turned around. If he did not repay the favor twice, Lin Ze would feel sorry for having been walking on thin ice so that he could be promoted to the saint realm.
Why does Lin Ze work so hard? Isn't it because there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm him? Isn't it because he wants to make the unscrupulous people who want to harm him pay the price?
Lin Ze looked over with murderous intent, and the Master of the Buddha, Confucian and Sage Tongtian Sword suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The first one to respond was the Confucian sage. The gray word "benevolence" directly broke through the void and tried to escape.
The Buddha was not willing to lag behind others, so the Buddha's kingdom went straight to the nine heavens, intending to separate ways with the Confucian saints and escape.
The Confucian sage and Buddha fled without a fight. The Master of the Tongtian Sword, who was about to stay and fight with Lin Ze, lost all fighting spirit. His whole body and sword merged into one, and he fled eastward.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Ze's mouth, could he escape?
The next moment, with a thought in Lin Ze's mind, he used his destiny-defying magical power, and the way of heaven that had originally returned to calm changed again.
The word "benevolence" that escaped into the void was squeezed out like toothpaste.
The Buddhist kingdom disappeared above the nine heavens, but emerged from the ground like bamboo shoots.
The Tongtian Sword Master flew eastward for an unknown number of miles and rushed into Chang'an from the west.
Heaven's way was rebelled against, and none of the Confucian saints, Buddhas, and Tongtian Sword Masters could escape Chang'an.
After all, the Three Saints are characters who have experienced great storms. They did not panic when they could not escape. Instead, they quickly gathered together and relied on each other.
The words of the Confucian sage full of fear came from the gray word "Benevolence": "Sheng Lin has just arrived in the realm of saints. He is afraid of trouble and has not even adapted to the skyrocketing cultivation level. Do you really want to fight to the death with us?"
"From today on, you and I are both saints. The days to come are still very long. If we don't see each other when we look up, why should we make our relationship too tense?"
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "The words of the Confucian sage are wrong. It is true that I have entered the realm of saints for the first time. You are not saints now. As for not making the relationship too tense, the Confucian sage used to bully the young, why didn't you consider this?
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The Buddha announced the name of the Buddha: "Amitabha, Almsgiver Lin, when will it be time to repay wrongs?"
Lin Ze chuckled softly: "What the Buddha said is very suitable for me. After I settle the past grievances with you, how about I tell you next?"
Lin Ze's meaning was very obvious. You slapped me, and when I wanted to fight back, you told me not to ruin the relationship between us. Why don't I slap you back twice as much, and then let me say this to you?
How about it?
The Master of Tongtian Sword reacted the most intensely: "Lin Ze, don't think that you are invincible after you have been promoted to the Saint Realm. The three of us join forces, even if the Taoist Saint is in front of you, we will not be afraid, let alone you, a junior who has just entered the Saint Realm?"
"Papa pa pa"
Lin Ze applauded and said with a smile on his face: "Well said."
The next moment, a fierce saint-level aura erupted from Lin Ze's body and strangled the three saints.
No matter if you are afraid or not, we will fight later.
Faced with Lin Ze, a "silly young man" who would attack whenever he disagreed, the Three Saints had no choice but to resist. Buddha's light, Haoran's righteousness, and sword energy mixed together to form a barrier to block Lin Ze's offensive.
As the Tongtian Sword Master said, the Three Saints still have two brushes, otherwise they would not come forward to confront the Dao Saint this time, and Lin Ze is not invincible in any way, so the two sides are in a stalemate.
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Confucian Sage once again spoke to persuade: "Lin Sheng, this time our plan has failed and we admit failure. From now on we will not conflict with you. Since you can't do anything to me, how about giving up on your anger?"
Lin Ze said in a deep voice: "Then I have to let you vent your anger first, and now it's not considered venting."
The Buddha was slightly annoyed and said: "Donor Lin Ze, you have to think clearly about one thing. It's not that the poor monk and others are afraid of you, but that the poor monk and others don't want to engage in a meaningless fight. If both sides suffer due to the battle of emotions, the donor will not
Do you think it’s depressing?”
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said, "If you think it's meaningless, what does it have to do with me? I think it's enough."
After saying that, he stepped up his offensive again, like a violent storm, hitting hard the barrier used by the Three Saints to protect their bodies.
Confucian Sage, who was kind to the others and even planned to give in to solve the problem, said angrily: "Since Sage Lin can't help us, what's the point of continuing the stalemate?"
Lin Ze was unmoved: "It's amazing. We don't know yet. We won't know until everyone goes down. I guess it won't be a problem to persist for a few years. It will take some time to tell."
Lin Ze's intransigent attitude once made the Three Saints at a loss, and most of their thoughts of persuading him disappeared.
After a long time, the Master of the Tongtian Sword said in a gloomy tone: "Junior Lin Ze, have you ever thought that it was Brother Li Er's plan that you are fighting against the three of us here?"
"He wants to see you and the three of us suffer, thereby reaping the benefits. Are you really willing to be at his mercy?"
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "What Uncle Tongtian said is really ridiculous. This is my revenge for your past oppression. What does it have to do with my teacher? Could it be that you used your cultivation in the Saint Realm to bully me and plot against me?
Are they all ordered by my teacher?"
"Ten thousand steps back, I will fight you to the death, which is what my teacher wants to see. As a disciple, why wouldn't I do it to please the teacher?"
As soon as Lin Ze said this, the Three Saints completely shut their mouths.
The needle can't be inserted, and the water can't be poured in. Who can convince me?
Lin Ze was not sure whether Tao Sage had a plan, but he knew very well that even if it was Tao Sage's plan, he still had to do what should be done.
The previous opportunity to snatch the opportunity was considered an offense against him. Now when he heard that it was Tao Sage's plan, he would not even take revenge. What would he think if it reached Tao Sage's ears?
In order to prevent me from getting what I want, you can even let your enemies go. What on earth do you want to do?
Changing place, Lin Ze felt that if he were a Taoist saint, he would definitely explode.
Therefore, not only could Lin Ze not stop, he must make life difficult for the Three Saints, even if he had to pay a certain price.
Only in this way, the Taoist Saint would see it and give up other plans against Lin Ze because he could not completely kill Lin Ze.
Lin Ze, on the other hand, seemed to have paid a price, but in fact he gained a valuable settling period.
After all, his cultivation time is too short and his foundation is too shallow. Even if he is promoted to the saint realm, he is still far behind the Taoist Saint.
The resistance of the three saints was more tenacious than Lin Ze imagined. Even if Lin Ze tried his best, he could not break through the barrier formed by the combined efforts of the three saints.
Lin Ze said it casually, but in the long run, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
Suddenly an idea flashed in Lin Ze's mind, and a large amount of saint's aura spurted out, wrapping around the three saints like a silkworm chrysalis.
Then Lin Ze said to Zhuang Zhou: "Brother, do me a favor and throw this thing overseas."
Zhuang Zhou asked with confusion on his face: "Junior brother, what is this?"
Lin Ze replied casually: "Junior brother spent half of his cultivation to make this silkworm chrysalis. According to the current resistance strength of the Three Saints, it can trap them for at least three years. If their strength gradually declines, the trapped time will only be shorter.
short."
"Junior brother will soon return to the Dao Palace to retreat for three years. Since we can't do anything to the Three Saints at the moment, we will temporarily imprison them. One day, junior brother will make them pay the corresponding price for what they did."
Zhuang Zhou looked strangely and said, "What if they break free within three years?"
Lin Ze replied with a ruthless look on his face: "When junior brother comes out of seclusion, we will chase them one by one. If you are immortal in the saint realm, junior brother will be exhausted."
The Three Saints, who were inside the silkworm chrysalis, felt a chill in their hearts for no reason when they heard Lin Ze's words. They even felt a little regretful, not that they had offended Lin Ze, but that they had not killed him to death in the first place.
Zhuang Zhou also shuddered secretly, stretched out his hand to brush the silkworm chrysalis, and threw it thousands of miles away.
A look of satisfaction appeared on Lin Ze's face, he cupped his hands towards Zhuang Zhou and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your help."