He let out a deep breath and stretched out his hand to touch his back. His clothes were already soaked through.
He held up the talisman, looked back at the Biyou Palace on the Zizhi Cliff, and was about to raise the auspicious clouds, return to the heaven, return to the Jade Emperor, and end the matter.
Then I saw that Biyou Palace suddenly became gloomy.
Rolling dark clouds are pressing down from the sky.
The wrath of the saint is overwhelming and rolling over the sky.
The killing intent is boiling!
Canopy was so scared that she almost peed her pants.
He thought that he had done something wrong and was noticed by the saint, and now he wanted to settle accounts with him.
Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he saw a sword cry from the Biyou Palace!
Clang!
The canopy collapsed to the ground.
"It's so gray... Lao Zhu is going to be gray..."
The sword light rose, fell straight into the sky, and slashed towards the west.
Canopy looked stunned!
The Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Palace was also stunned.
…………
Tushita Heaven, in Laojun's view, the Bagua Furnace is slowly rotating, the Six Ding Divine Fire is beating, the elixir in the furnace is slowly taking shape, countless auspicious lights are blooming, golden lotuses are blooming on the ground, and flowers are falling from the sky.
The two boys carefully served the elixir in the furnace.
Laojun was sitting on the futon, drowsy.
Suddenly!
The saint let out a sigh.
"Teacher, what happened?" the two children asked.
Laojun closed his eyes and said: "It's not that big of a deal. It's just that your Uncle Tongtian has been trapped for thousands of years and finally draws his sword!"
The two boys were so shocked that even their lips trembled.
Thousands of years ago, in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
The figure of the saint, riding a Kui Niu and holding a Qingping sword, with a map of mountains and seas behind him, standing still in all directions, emerged from his mind again.
"Tong...tong...Uncle Tongtian came out...did he draw his sword?" The boy in gold clothes asked tremblingly.
"Trapped in Biyou Palace for a thousand years..."
"Uncle Tongtian, if you don't draw your sword again..."
"I'm afraid no one in the three realms can sleep peacefully!"
"It's good to use the sword!" Laojun said with a smile.
For most people, it is a big trouble for the leader to draw his sword.
But for saints.
What I'm afraid of is that this leader of Jiejie can't draw his sword!
If he doesn't draw his sword, everyone will be worried, afraid, and wary.
Who wouldn’t be afraid of a saint, and the most prolific saint among Taoist disciples, trapped in the Taoist temple?
After all, that was the disciple who was doted on and liked the most by the Taoist Patriarch.
On the treasure-distributing cliff that year, it was this Master who distributed the most treasures.
Before the Taoist ancestors merged with the Taoism, even the innate treasure Hunyuan Whisk, which accompanied his countless Huiyuan, was also passed on to the Master Jie!
There are countless other innate objects such as the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and the Six Soul Flags.
Therefore, for thousands of years, Master Jie has been trapped in Biyou Palace.
Except for the master in Taisu Tianshuo Palace, the other four saints were all frightened.
Now, he has drawn his sword.
No matter where the sword strikes, no matter who it strikes.
It all means that the boot that has been hanging has finally fallen to the ground.
The leader has already drawn his sword.
Cause and effect manifest naturally.
He stepped back into the chessboard of heaven and earth.
It is no longer incalculable, no longer incalculable.
This is like a gambler.
If he doesn't come to the table, no one can win his money.
As long as he goes to the table and places a bet, he will win or lose.
only……
"Huh?" Laojun suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of shock.
In the perception of this saint.
The sword slashed out from the Biyou Palace was directed straight towards the Pure Land of the West.
The illusion of the twenty-four heavens arose.
"Amitabha!" The ancient Buddha opened his mouth to praise, with endless compassion: "Brother Taoist, please be merciful!"
But according to the saint's perception, the sword did not evade and cut through the twenty-four heavens without mercy.
They didn't care about the face of the ancient Buddha at all, let alone the faces of the two Western sages and the saints who explained the religion behind him.
The Buddha didn't really stop it either.
The illusions of the twenty-four heavens disappeared like bubbles.
The sword light slashed toward the pool of merit deep in the Pure Land.
A golden body of Bodhisattva raised its head in horror.
"Teacher, spare your life!" He screamed, and at the same time he sacrificed countless treasures in the merit pool, desperately resisting the falling sword light.
but……
To no avail.
The sword light slashed down without mercy.
With a slash of sword light, the relic was shattered.
The sword light slashed again, and all kinds of treasures in the merit pool shattered like bubbles.
The Bodhisattva's golden body melts quickly like ice and snow encountering the sun, revealing his true body.
But he is a divine rabbit who has been practicing for millions of years.
In the past, I taught the Golden Immortal Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, but today the West teaches the Dingguang Immortal.
The Divine Rabbit whimpered, curls of green smoke rose up, and turned into ashes in the light of the sword!
Exactly: It's pitiful that millions of years of hard work are all in vain!
"How good! How good!" The ancient Buddha sighed, feeling sorry for this old friend.
There was no trace of sadness on his face, but instead a hint of pride.
Because, the leader of Jiejie has already drawn his sword to kill people.
Then he would become a chess player on the chessboard of heaven and earth again.
His next sword will no longer be the elusive, nowhere to be found Heavenly Sword.
Therefore, this old friend really deserved his death.
The thousands of years of care and friendship are not in vain!
But the next moment, Gu Fo's smile froze.
because……
The sword of the leader...
No trace of cause and effect!
Under the way of heaven, the existence of Master Jie is still vague, separated from the world, and does not involve any cause and effect.
It's like he didn't kill the person.
Gu Fo suddenly felt horrified!
He quickly raised up the twenty-four heavens, sacrificed countless treasures, and escaped into the depths of the pure land.
He is afraid...
The leader of Jie Jie never stops doing anything, so he also strikes him with a sword!
Laojun took back his perception.
"Mercy! Mercy!" The usually quiet saint felt a chill running down his spine and countless goose bumps.
In the past, only the Yuantu and Abi swords in the hands of Styx in the Nine Netherworlds of the Sea of Blood could kill people without causing any consequences.
However, those who can be killed by Yuan Tu and Abi's two swords are all those who have exhausted their energy!
It was because of the pull of cause and effect that he was killed by Yuan Tu and Ah Bi.
But just now, the sword that reached the sky killed the golden immortal of the old interception religion: the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal, the Dingguang Tathagata of the Western Sect today, and the Dingguang Happy Buddha of the future!
It has a future!
It means that the energy is not exhausted!
However, it is still gray under the sword of Tongtian!
Laojun thought back to the sword he just felt.
It's like a horse flying in the air, or like an antelope hanging its horns.
The light of the sword falls, and the lamp of death is extinguished.
And there is no cause and effect!
The saint could not help but lower his eyebrows and sigh.
……………………
Kunlun Mountain, Qilin Cliff, Yuxu Palace.
Thirty thousand Zhangqing clouds rolled down, and a hundred thousand miles of mist stretched over the palace.
Blossoming golden lotuses bloomed everywhere, and auspicious lights circled the eaves of the palace.
It’s the time when the sage of interpretation is preaching!
One by one, the Golden Immortal disciples were sitting on the futons with great respect, listening to the sage teacher expounding on the Great Way.
For a time, the sky was filled with flowers and auspiciousness.
suddenly……
Sibuxiang, who had been lying in front of the saint's throne, opened his eyes.
The saint also stopped preaching.
"Mercy! Mercy!" the Yuanshi Saint sighed.
When Guangchengzi, the eldest disciple sitting on the left, saw this, his eyelids jumped. Knowing that something might have happened, he respectfully asked: "I dare to ask teacher, but something happened in the three realms?"
The saint lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, but said to Guangchengzi: "Come closer!"
Guangchengzi came to the sage's seat respectfully, bowed his head and said: "Disciple, please listen to the teacher's teachings!"
The Saint of Yuanshi stretched out his hand and grabbed a treasure in his hand.
This treasure is a flag, one foot and seven inches long, with a black and yellow body, flowing with the light of morality.
It is the most precious treasure of teaching: Wuji Xinghuang Banner.
In terms of defense, it is second only to Laojun’s Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth.
It is an innate spiritual treasure given by the Tao Ancestor!
The Saint of Yuanshi handed this treasure to Guangchengzi and said: "Please hold this flag first and keep it with me!"
Guangchengzi was stunned, wondering what had happened? So much so that his teacher had to be so cautious, not only giving the Wujixing yellow flag, but also keeping him by his side to protect him!
Just listen to the Yuanshi sage say: "The long-eared immortal Dingguang has become ashes!"
"The one who took action..."
"Your Uncle Tongtian!"
All the golden immortals present looked sideways.
Master Jie has been trapped in Biyou Palace for thousands of years!
Now, are you finally willing to draw your sword?
With one sword strike, the traitor's head will be taken?
He really is Master Tongtian!
You will definitely retaliate against the leader!
However, Chang Er Dingguang Immortal, although he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, betrayed his sect.
But now, he has devoted himself to Western religion, becoming the Tathagata Dingguang and being protected by two Western saints.
Why was he killed by Master Tongtian?
While they were each thinking, they heard the sage teacher's instructions: "In the past few days, please don't go out and walk around at will. Everyone should stay in the cave and recite Huang Ting quietly to avoid disasters. Don't fall into the mortal world and fall into your Tongtian Master."
Uncle’s murderous intention!”
All the immortals were horrified when they heard this and bowed their heads one after another: "Disciples, please obey the law!"
Saint Yuanshi looked at the panicked disciples and quickly comforted them, saying: "You don't need to panic too much!"
"In the past, Teacher Zixiao Palace personally came out of Zixiao Palace and ordered me, your uncle Taishang Laojun, and your uncle Tongtian to resolve the grudges..."
"Uncle Tongtian still has to give you the face of Zixiao Palace!"
The immortals listened and then put their hearts back into their stomachs.
Otherwise, who can safely comprehend the Great Dao?
……………………
In the stone chamber.
Xu Ji fell to the ground.
"You're using too much force!" He sighed while holding the sword in his hand.
The sword in his hand became extremely light and agile.
It was as if the sword strike just now had cured its long-standing hidden ailments.
On the sword body, the green lotus engraved on it became brighter.
And in the mist of the stone chamber, the treasures also bloomed with auspicious and festive brilliance.
It seemed like he was congratulating me.
It was as if they were celebrating the death of someone whom these treasures had hated for so long, and everyone was dancing on each other's grave.
Xu Ji looked at it, confused.
He staggered up.
By this time, the initial panic had passed.
Just like when I killed the cauliflower snake in the dormitory, I regained my sanity.
He has to think about the aftermath.
"Would that sword strike I just made be revealed as false or true by the spy?" This was what he was most concerned about.
If so...
He sat on the futon again and looked at the treasures dormant in the mist around him.
He breathed out lightly: "I'm afraid I have to prepare for the worst!"
Tell him the story of the Donkey of Guizhou.
If you can't scare the enemy away once, it's best not to continue to stimulate the enemy.
Otherwise, once his flaws are discovered, death will be waiting for him!
Fortunately, that sword strike just now proved to him that he seemed to have not only inherited the old monster's body and treasures, but also his magic power.
Therefore, if you really want to fight hard, you still have the qualifications to fight.
Of course, Xu Ji also understood.
Even though he inherited this old monster's magic power, he is still a bastard.
Now, he was like a child who was suddenly put into the cockpit of a fighter jet.
Don't talk about flying a plane to kill the enemy, I'm afraid you don't even know how to fly!
If you are not careful, your machine will be destroyed!
so……
"I must be cautious..."
"Learn and adapt slowly..."
"We must never mess around like before again!"
There are countless instruments in the fighter cabin, and if a child presses them randomly, something could happen.
He is also average!
Thinking of this, Xu Ji stood up, mustered up his courage, took the sword in his hand, and walked towards the depths of the mist.
He must find clues and information about this old monster as soon as possible.
It's best to find the magic or secret technique that this old monster has practiced!
Just like a child in the cockpit of a fighter jet, if you want to survive, you must find the fighter pilot's guide.
