The first thousand and fifty-four chapters are mixed
Early morning of the second day.
In the house near the Jianmu Sacred Tree, Lin Ze poured two cups of freshly brewed tea and pushed one of them to Zhuang Zhou: "Brother, please have some tea."
Zhuang Zhou lowered his head and looked at the steaming, fragrant tea, and exclaimed: "Junior brother, not only has his cultivation improved greatly, but his tea-making skills have also improved a lot."
Lin Ze smiled and said: "Senior brother Miao Zan, before junior brother came, Buddhism sent people to send heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The God of Mount Tai conquered Buddhism in less than a year. What do you think of this, senior brother?"
Zhuang Zhou drank the tea in one gulp and asked, "What do you think?"
Lin Ze gave Zhuang Zhou another drink: "Can the God of Mount Tai successfully enter the realm of saints?"
Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's hard to say. Although the Taishan Divine King has a lot of foundation, it is not that easy to advance to the saint realm. Otherwise, the number of saint realms from ancient times to the present would not be handful."
Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it difficult?"
"Ahem!" Zhuang Zhou suddenly choked, rolled his eyes, and said bitterly: "Junior brother, a child of destiny, of course I don't find it difficult, but not everyone is a child of destiny."
Lin Ze ignored Zhuang Zhou's lemony words and sipped his tea.
Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why is junior brother suddenly concerned about this matter?"
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said: "Junior brother has recently sensed that the seal that suppresses the Three Saints is a little unstable. As the Three Saints' cultivation gradually recovers, I'm afraid it won't be suppressed for too long."
"Senior brother, tell me, if the Buddha escapes from trouble and sees that his nest is occupied by the dove, the god of Mount Tai, will he risk his life to let the god of Mount Tai fall?"
"When the Confucian Sage and Tongtian Sword Master know that the palace is reviving the sacred tree, will they try their best to destroy it?"
Zhuang Zhou was surprised and asked: "Is this true?"
Lin Ze asked in reply: "Does senior brother think that I will deceive you?"
Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly and said: "I believe that junior brother will not lie to me, but a year ago, junior brother was able to suppress the Three Saints for three years. More than a year has passed, and junior brother's cultivation has obviously increased greatly, why can't he suppress it anymore?"
Lin Ze said slightly displeased: "Didn't I just say that? The cultivation of the Three Saints is steadily improving, and I doubt it will be long before they can restore their holy status."
"Senior brother, don't you think I have the ability to suppress three real saints? I think I think too highly of my junior brother."
Zhuang Zhou was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "How long do you expect, junior brother, to last?"
Lin Ze pursed his lips and said: "Based on the current situation, the Three Saints can restore their holy status in one and a half years. Before they can restore their holy status, junior brother will try his best to prevent them from being free."
"Once the Three Saints regain their holy status, the seal will be broken immediately. No matter how hard my brother tries to block it, he still can't stop it."
"At that time, in order to protect the Jianmu Sacred Tree from destruction, senior brother and I, and even the teacher, will have to stay here and never leave."
Zhuang Zhou asked: "What does this matter have to do with whether the god of Mount Tai can become a saint?"
Lin Ze looked solemnly and said: "Buddhism is the foundation for Buddha to advance to the Saint Realm. For him, it must not be lost. If the God of Mount Tai can advance to the Saint Realm, Buddha will naturally have no time to deal with the Taoist Palace."
Zhuang Zhou was puzzled: "Then why didn't junior brother support Mo Zhai to replace Confucianism? If Mo Zhai is promoted to the saint realm, won't he be able to deal with Confucian saints?"
Lin Ze shook his head and asked: "Senior Brother, how can we guarantee that the Lord Taishan and Mo Zhai will always be of the same mind as the Taoist Palace after they become saints? How should we deal with the day when they turn against each other?"
"If only one person becomes a saint, even if he turns against the Taoist palace and joins forces with the three saints to deal with the Taoist palace, the Taoist palace has one sect and four saints, which can be dealt with just fine. If two people become saints and repay their kindness, wouldn't it mean that the Taoist palace will fall?
Downwind?"
Zhuang Zhou looked hesitant: "Junior brother, didn't you just say that once the God of Mount Tai becomes a saint, he will be like fire and water with the Buddha? How can he turn against the Taoist palace?"
Lin Ze sighed and said: "Senior brother has lived for tens of thousands of years, why do you pretend not to understand in front of your junior brother? I heard that there are only eternal interests in the world, but there is no eternal kindness."
"If kindness really works, the teacher gave guidance to the Confucian sage, and it can be said that the Confucian sage was blessed with enlightenment. Why has the Confucian sage lost his holy status and been suppressed overseas by his junior disciples today?"
Zhuang Zhou smiled brightly and said: "Junior brother, don't you usually like to preach the most? Senior brother, you must cooperate, otherwise junior brother, how can you have so many ideas?"
Lin Ze...
Seeing that Lin Ze was silent, Zhuang Zhou flicked his fingers, and a butterfly emerged, danced gracefully, and disappeared into the void.
"Junior brother, I have reported it to the teacher. As for whether to let it go or take measures, the teacher has full authority to deal with it. You and I can still take care of this tree."
Lin Ze nodded slightly and said loudly: "Wu Fan, how long will it take you to measure the height of the sacred tree?"
Wu Fan outside the hospital quickly replied: "Your Majesty, we have already measured it once. We can confirm the result by measuring it twice more."
Lin Ze said in a deep voice: "Report the measured numbers to me first, quickly."
"Your Majesty, one hundred and eighty-six feet, zero feet, three inches, five minutes and two centimeters."
Lin Ze looked at Zhuang Zhou solemnly: "The new addition of three feet, nine inches and eight minutes, what do you think, senior brother?"
Zhuang Zhou said without hesitation: "The second stage is undoubtedly."
Lin Ze smiled and said: "This is a good thing. It would be even better if the seal that suppresses the Three Saints remains intact."
Zhuang Zhou said in a tone that looked down on the world of mortals: "Nine times out of ten, things in this world are not as expected. Why should I care too much, junior brother?"
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "Senior brother, you can see it openly. Do you think that if the Jianmu Sacred Tree is destroyed, can the teacher see it away?"
Zhuang Zhou immediately said seriously: "Junior brother, this joke is not allowed. If the Jianmu sacred tree is destroyed, the teacher will have to kill you and me."
Lin Ze puzzled and said: "So junior brother is very curious as to why senior brother doesn't care about the Three Saints getting out of trouble. Can senior brother be sure that the Three Saints will not destroy the Jianmu Sacred Tree?"
Zhuang Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why did the Three Saints destroy the Jianmu Sacred Tree? The opportunity for transcendence was in front of them, and they didn't even have time to cherish it. How could they destroy it at will?"
Lin Ze looked hesitant: "The Jianmu Sacred Tree was planted by the Taoist Palace, what does it have to do with them?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head repeatedly: "That's not what you said. Before the Jianmu Sacred Tree ascends to the Heaven Realm and descends to the Nine Netherworld, it has nothing to do with who planted it. The key lies in who made the effort at the last moment."
"In other words, even if you and I work hard to cultivate the Jianmu Sacred Tree to the tenth stage, there is still a possibility that someone will pick the peaches."
Lin Ze suddenly realized: "Junior brother understands that no matter how many times the predecessors have worked hard, the last one is the father of the child."
Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this. He felt that his junior brother's words were strange and difficult to understand.
"Junior brother, you should feel relieved now."
Lin Ze sighed and said, "I feel even more uneasy after hearing what my senior brother said. For the Saint Realm, how important is transcendence and how much it drives them crazy? I don't need to tell my senior brother."
"If the Three Saints go crazy, Junior Brother, I have no confidence that I can stop him."
Just as Zhuang Zhou was about to persuade him again, his expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out his right hand, and a butterfly appeared and landed on his palm.
Then, the butterfly melted into Zhuang Zhou's body.
Zhuang Zhou closed his eyes and chewed for a few breaths, then opened his eyes and said: "The teacher wrote back and said that he understands. Junior brother, just do your best. If the Three Saints really regain their holy status and break away from the seal, it has nothing to do with you."
Lin Ze clapped his hands and said, "This is what I've been waiting for. Senior brother, come and have tea."