The Taoist Saint looked at Lin Ze with burning eyes and said calmly.
Lin Ze got up from the ground, bowed and said, "Disciple is willing to follow the teacher's arrangements."
Lin Ze was already prepared to be punished before he decided to return to Dao Palace.
Just being forced into seclusion for a period of time was much better than the punishments he had expected, such as reducing his luck and sealing off part of his cultivation.
If you want to take it, you must give it first.
Lin Ze's motives were impure. If he wanted to use the Taoist Sage's power to fight against the Buddha and the Confucian Sage, he had to be willing to accept a certain degree of jurisdiction and restraint from the Taoist Sage.
If Lin Ze made it clear that he could not accept even this small amount of punishment, it would be better if Dao Shengbie said that he would continue to protect him and not kill him directly to clean up the family.
Tao Sheng accepted the gift calmly, stood up, looked to the east and said, "It would be great if you could be obedient. Prepare yourself and follow me to the main hall to meet the guests."
Lin Ze lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "I dare to ask the teacher, but the Buddha and Confucian saints have come to investigate?"
Dao Sheng replied without any doubts: "Probably so, your Uncle Tongtian is here with us."
After saying this, the Taoist Saint walked towards the main hall of the Taoist Palace.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Lin Ze's mind, and he suddenly smiled and followed.
As soon as Lin Ze arrived at the entrance of the main hall, three completely different yet majestic voices sounded.
"Confucian Confucius asked to see Master Li."
"Buddhist Sakyamuni, I seek to see the Taoist sage."
"Jie Jiao reaches the sky, please see Taoist brother."
The lingering sound echoed in the sky above the Taoist palace, and the Taoist sage seemed to be responding and vowing not to give up.
Or perhaps the confrontation started before the two parties even met.
The Taoist Saint chuckled lightly and replied calmly: "You three, please come in. I am waiting for you in the main hall. As for where the main hall is, I don't need my guidance, right?"
For some reason, Lin Ze felt particularly refreshing when hearing these words, and the echo that enveloped the sky above the Dao Palace suddenly disappeared.
As soon as Tao Sheng finished speaking, the Buddha, Confucian Sage and Tongtian Sword Master seemed to appear out of thin air, revealing their figures in front of the steps at the entrance of the main hall of Tao Palace.
"You three, please come in," Taoist Saint glanced at the three of them, repeated, and stepped into the main hall calmly.
Lin Ze didn't even look at the three Buddhas, and followed them in with his head lowered.
Seeing this, the Confucian sage smiled and said, "Master Li doesn't seem to welcome me?"
The Taoist Saint simply sat down on the main seat and said indifferently: "No one would welcome an evil guest."
The Buddha then said: "What the Taoist Sage said is wrong. Everything has a cause and effect. Perhaps the reason why an evil guest comes to your door is because the host is not honest enough."
The Taoist sage smiled contemptuously and scolded: "Evil demons and heretics always have their own reasons."
The Buddha's face darkened, and he was about to get angry, but he saw the Confucian sage step forward, blocking the way between the Buddha and the Taoist sage, and said calmly: "So that Master Li will know that we are not here just to discuss Taoism."
The Taoist Saint looked calm and asked: "Why are you here?"
The Confucian sage frowned: "Why is Master Li pretending not to know? The four of them are playing a game, and now the winner has not yet been decided, but Master Li secretly used tricks to take the bet as his own, which seems a bit unkind."
The Taoist Saint couldn't deny it and said: "The winner is still undecided? Are you using secret tactics?"
"Three of you ask yourself, is the outcome really undecided?"
"Are the three of you still pretending to be blind, pretending not to be able to see that the poor man has not secretly used his tricks?"
The Master of Tongtian Sword, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Now that the four kingdoms are standing in the same kingdom, although Western Qin is the strongest, it may not be the final winner. Isn't this the outcome of the conflict?"
"Brother Dao, as the lord of the Western Qin Dynasty, used trickery to obtain destiny before he could unify the world. If Brother Dao wasn't instigating it behind the scenes, how could he do this?"
The Confucian sage added on the side: "As far as we know, Master Li's disciple Lin Ze is only in his twenties or seventeen. He was born in a mortal family. He has not received any guidance from famous teachers since he was a child, and he is not a reincarnation of a heavenly being. Based on this assumption,
He simply cannot do it privately."
The Buddha continued in a cold voice: "How could this disciple of the Taoist Saint, who has been promoted to the realm of gods and humans for less than a year, obtain a divine object like the Bodhi tree without the guidance of the Taoist Saint?"
A look of ridicule appeared on the face of the Master of Tongtian Sword: "Brother Dao, as always, the layout is far-reaching, and the people chosen are all of the highest quality in talent and luck."
"I just don't know how much price my brother paid to elevate a person from the Soul Realm to the third realm of Heaven and Human within one year."
"Although this child's foundation is unstable and there is almost no hope of promotion to the fourth realm, how many people can't reach the third realm?"
The three Buddhas said a lot to each other, and they all criticized Taoist Saint for not allowing Lin Ze to obtain the destiny too early.
The Taoist sage always maintained a calm expression, and even asked the Taoist boy to bring tea, water, melons and fruits.
When the crisp sound of eating fruits sounded, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became weird.
Lin Ze, who was standing next to the Taoist Saint, was instantly stunned. What kind of magic operation was this?
The Buddhist Confucian Sage and the Tongtian Sword Master showed dissatisfaction almost at the same time. Although you, the Taoist Saint, became a Taoist a few years ago and have a higher level of cultivation, we are all at the same level after all. This would be too humiliating.
The grumpy Tongtian Sword Master immediately said dissatisfied: "Brother Taoist, are you listening to what we are saying?"
While eating the fruit, Taoist Saint replied slowly: "Do you still have to listen? You are just unwilling to fall into the hands of poor Taoist, so you came to your door to make trouble. Why, don't poor Taoist have to spoil you?
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Lin Ze's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he secretly gave a thumbs up, so domineering.
Although Lin Ze didn't know why Dao Shenghui's temperament suddenly changed, he felt very comfortable hearing the way he spoke.
The Master of Tongtian Sword was stunned for a moment, but instead of being angry, he laughed loudly and said: "I have known Brother Tao for tens of thousands of years. This is the first time I have seen Brother Tao speak like this. Today, Pindao finally opened his eyes."
"Brother Dao is right. We are unwilling to miss the opportunity, so we came here to force the palace. In one word, brother Dao, is it war or peace?"
The Confucian sage sighed and said: "We just wanted justice, but unexpectedly we were mistaken by Master Li for being a spoiler. So, Master Li has to go to war?"
The Buddha held the flowers with his fingers and smiled softly and said: "The Taoist sage used one to three without changing his expression, which really makes the poor monk admire him."
The three of them had been laying the groundwork for a long time, but when they saw that Tao Sheng had a tough attitude and refused to accept the move, they finally couldn't help but threaten him with words.
Tao Sheng finished the fruit in two mouthfuls, smiled and said: "Okay, everyone has come to the door, don't talk about these nonsense, just say some things directly."
"So what about war? So what about peace?"
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell into silence.
The Master of the Tongtian Sword looked at the Confucian Saint Buddha with contempt, and said loudly: "Brother Dao, if you want to fight, the Buddhist Confucians and Biyou Palace will join forces to deal with the Dao Palace until the Dao Palace's luck declines and it is unable to participate in the battle of chance.
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"If Brother Tao wants to make peace, he will take action to cut off Lin Ze's destiny. Let everyone resume a fair fight for destiny. The four countries will fight, and the winner will be king."
The Buddha added on the side: "Add one more, hand over or destroy the Bodhi tree."
The Taoist Saint turned his head and looked at Lin Ze and said, "Lin Ze, you are the one who caused this, what do you think?"
Lin Ze replied without thinking: "Disciple actually wants to ask the three seniors whether they are fighting or making peace."
The Taoist saint looked puzzled and asked: "What is the explanation for this statement?"
Lin Ze replied solemnly: "If you are harmonious, the three seniors will retreat, follow the way of heaven, and try their best to eliminate the catastrophe invisible, and everyone will be safe."
"If there is a war, don't blame the disciples for overwhelming the territory and turning the three kingdoms of Han, Chu, and South Vietnam into ashes. If the disciples of the Confucian and Buddhist Biyou Palace suffer heavy losses as a result, don't blame me, the Dao Palace."
The Buddha heard this and said angrily: "Shuzi is arrogant."
After saying that, he covered the sky with his hand and pressed down on Lin Ze, trying to beat Lin Ze into a pulp.
Lin Ze reacted quickly. While quickly retreating, trying to hide behind the Taoist Saint, he mobilized all the power of heaven in his body to lay down one defense after another around him.
As for counterattack, Lin Ze had never thought about it at all. The destiny plus the third level of heaven and being, being able to withstand a single blow from the saint, was already very strong.
Buddha's big hand seemed to be slow, but in fact it came to Lin Ze in an instant, broke through Lin Ze's defense like a beast, and went straight to Lin Ze's head.
If it were solidified this time, Lin Ze could probably imagine the scene of white and red scattered on the ground.
Although facing a death crisis, Lin Ze did not panic at all because the Taoist Saint was beside him.
However, what disappointed Lin Ze was that Dao Sheng didn't move at all, as if he didn't care about Lin Ze's life or death.
When Buddha's palm came into contact with his brow, Lin Ze subconsciously closed his eyes and cursed secretly: "What a fool, you won't die like this, right?"
Lin Ze felt fortunate that he was not dead. The Buddha's palm finally stayed in front of his eyebrows, and the wind blew up Lin Ze's hair.
Lin Ze only felt a little wet on his back. There was a great fear between life and death. Even if Lin Ze was in the third realm of heaven and human beings, even if Lin Ze had lived two lives, he was still breaking out in a cold sweat.
The Taoist sage's voice sounded at the right time: "It seems that the Buddha still remembers where this place is."
The Buddha snorted coldly, took back his palm and said nothing.
The Confucian sage smiled and said: "Master Li has a good heart and is not worried at all that the Buddha will accidentally kill Lin Ze."
The Taoist sage replied calmly: "Why would a Confucian sage sow discord? A poor Taoist is not worried about the Buddha. Any deity with some experience would not do such a stupid thing."
"After all, if you kill a Dao Palace disciple in the main hall of the Dao Palace, I'm afraid there won't be anyone in the world who dares to do this."