Qiongqi flew high in the sky, opened his disgusting and deformed mouth, and spat out clouds of poisonous mist into the mountains, rivers, jungles, and swamps on the other side of the river.
Bang bang bang!
After the poisonous mist fell to the ground, it immediately evaporated.
The rotten stench spread immediately and spread through the air in all directions.
In an instant, the demonic locust swarm on the other side started to move.
These stupid bugs, with their simple olfactory organs, are particularly sensitive to the smell emitted after a large number of corpses of the same kind die!
It's innate.
Like instructions engraved in flesh and blood.
Then, one after another, the demonic locusts began to flap their wings and slowly flew up.
But, when they started to get close to the big river.
But he started to wander again.
It was as if he was doubting that there was no smell of karma and evil on the other side of the river.
So, how did those similar people get there?
However, the demon locust swarm actually does not have any ability to think.
Their simple body structure is purely designed to eat all plants and spiritual objects.
They also don't require overly complicated organs.
Eat, pursue the traces of karma and evil, eat everything until you die!
This is their only mission!
Therefore, without hesitation for too long, the demonic locust swarms began to fly across the river in twos and threes, heading towards the other side of the river.
The smell of the same kind of corpse on the opposite side is unmistakable!
"Jie Jie Jie!" Qiongqi looked at it with joy.
This demonic locust swarm will only be the beginning.
As long as they cross the river and start destroying and gnawing, they will inevitably conflict with the human ethics of that mountain and river.
When this demonic locust swarm died in that mountain and river.
It will attract other demonic locust swarms, and then cycle endlessly, eventually attracting all the demonic locusts in the world.
Those are tens of millions of monster locusts!
Even if you are a saint, you have to stay away!
Except for the King Master in his heyday, no power can destroy and quell such a terrifying swarm of demonic locusts!
Even if it is a king master, the price he needs to pay to eliminate such a terrifying demonic locust swarm is extremely heavy.
In Qiongqi's memory, apart from the ancient Holy Emperors and the Royal Masters taught by the Holy Emperors, only the Royal Master of Holy King Pan Geng could become stronger and stronger in such a terrifying attack!
However, the reason why Holy King Pan Geng became stronger as he fought was not because of how powerful this Holy King was.
It was purely because at that time, the fate of the human race had been tossed to the end!
Even the capital city, which is the center of human civilization, had to be relocated three times to survive the attacks of evil and evil spirits!
At that time, the human order in the entire Three Realms was already on the verge of collapse.
So, when Saint King Pan Geng went through many hardships and setbacks and tempered his master, he climbed up and shouted, and all the people followed him.
At that time, the Yin Shang Wangshi automatically became a ray of sunshine shining into the dark abyss.
You don’t need to be highly qualified to automatically win the support of the entire human race!
With the blessing of the power of Wanxing, there is certainly no disadvantage. The White Emperor of the West has great virtues, and the division of Yin and Shang, with the help of Geng Jin, is as powerful as a broken bamboo!
Even Qiongqi cannot escape the punishment of being pierced by thousands of arrows and torn into pieces!
But, what does the human race have now?
Nothing at all!
It is impossible to have a king master, and even if there is one, it is impossible to be recognized by all surnames and entrusted by all people!
They are destined to be tortured and tortured by the evil obstacles of karma.
I have experienced countless hardships and despair.
Only then can a sage king emerge to reorganize people's hearts, reestablish morality, restore order, and reestablish Taoism.
This is the number of days that even a saint cannot change.
It is the principle of heaven and earth and the nature of things!
…
However, Qiongqi had no idea that when he was smiling evilly, an almost non-existent figure was standing next to him.
Riding on the back of a big black buffalo, his hand was already on the hilt of the soap-black divine sword.
He was almost about to draw his sword and chop it into ashes!
However, Xu Ji did not draw his sword after all.
He raised his head and looked at the clouds above the sky.
"The world of this mythical world seems not to be happy for me to chop this ugly thing into pieces..." Xu Ji thought.
Everything he sensed around him was stopping and reminding him.
This monster cannot be killed!
At least I can't kill him now!
Because He has a mission!
Before His mission is completed, He cannot die! He will not die!
These are all intuitive perceptions.
Xu Ji's expression suddenly became a little gloomy.
"It's strange!" He muttered: "This is the first time I have encountered such an unkillable monster..."
He studied the ugly monster in front of him.
The appearance of this monster is the most intuitive description of the two words deformity and ugliness.
Any normal creature would be disgusted and retched after seeing it, and would want to chop it into pieces.
There is almost no part of the body that is neither deformed nor ugly.
Especially the countless tiny ugly bugs living on the skinny wing membranes, making harsh noises all the time.
The single horn emerging from the forehead is twisted and deformed.
In the disgusting eye sockets, there was a pair of fish-like eyeballs that seemed to be dead and soaked in formalin.
It is obviously a streamlined body, but it is covered with hair like barbs. Every piece of skin and every muscle is put together in an extremely awkward, even twisted way.
It was as if... it was as if... this monster's body had been torn into pieces countless times and then pieced back together bit by bit by himself.
In short, such a monster is definitely not normal, nor is it a kind person.
Xu Ji thought: "Let's see again!"
So, he quietly watched the monster fly high into the sky, and then spit out clouds of poisonous mist towards the mountains and rivers of China.
He also watched quietly as the demonic locust swarms flew towards the direction of China.
He never intervened.
It wasn't that he was hard-hearted, but that Xu Ji suddenly 'saw' a possibility.
In the collision of countless causes and effects, the opportunity Xu Ji had been looking for for a long time finally appeared!
Cause and effect are tangled together like glue.
Glue China, students, and willow trees together!
In other words!
Xu Ji discovered that what the monster was doing was actually adding the last ingredient to the Chinese elixir.
It was the opportunity that he had been looking for for a long time but could not find.
In the words of this mythical world, this is opportunity!
An opportunity that belongs to China!
Opportunity belongs to Willow!
It is also an opportunity for more than 14,500 students to gather the golden elixir!
"It's actually like this!" Xu Ji sighed: "Interesting!"
He also understood that he could not interfere in this matter.
Because this is a test, a trial!
Babies must eventually learn to walk on their own.
Children, after all, have to learn how to survive.
And this is the first lesson!
First test!
Definitely not cheating or helping!
This is Xu Ji's feeling and his decision!
"What a pity..." Xu Ji thought: "I guess I won't be able to see the ending!"
He will return to Blue Star soon.
We can probably only see the beginning and process, but the ending will be a matter of next year.
…
Xuandu lay on his back on the clouds, slowly drinking wine and walking slowly on his way.
Hurrying slowly, we finally reached the sky above Xiniu Hezhou.
The eldest disciple of the Renjiao lazily shook the gourd in his hand.
"Hey!" Xuandu was surprised: "Did you drink all of it?"
Then he clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful! Wonderful! What a blessing!"
"Let me go to the Ancient Buddha to ask for a pot of Buddhist wine brewed by Western Buddhism to have a taste!"
The lamp-burning Buddha in the past has disappeared.
The person currently sitting in the Lingjiu Temple in Lingjiu Mountain is naturally the Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng.
The so-called ancient Buddha is the Buddha who has attained nirvana, jumped out of Buddhism, and broken away from the shackles of Buddhist cause and effect.
However, it still failed to break away from the Western Avenue, could not establish a separate branch, and was still constrained by its ambitions.
Xuandu lowered his cloud head and headed towards the entrance of the Pure Land.
Along the way, I saw Xiniu Hezhou, with smoke and blood everywhere.
Countless Asuras who emerged from the sea of blood are constantly attacking and besieging Buddhist temples and cities in the Xiniu Hezhou Buddhist Kingdom.
Countless Buddha lights shine in all directions, and the chanting of believers can be heard in heaven and earth.
However, there are still Buddhist temples and cities that fell to the madness of Asura.
When Xuandu saw it, he couldn't help but bow his head: "Mercy! Mercy! What an injustice!"
But there was nothing he could do.
This Buddhist tragedy in Hezhou, Xiniu, happens in almost every Huiyuan period.
The scale may be large or small, and the intensity may be high or low.
This is the natural law of the West.
The only thing I can do is not to look at the tragedy beneath me, hold my head above the clouds, and fly straight to the Pure Land.
After entering the Pure Land, there is no peace in the Pure Land.
You can see from a distance that the golden body of the Bodhisattva is disintegrating.
Apparently, the Pure Land is also under attack.
Attack from the Nine Nether Sea of Blood.
"Mercy! Mercy!" Xuandu did not want to be involved in the cause and effect, and quickly activated the magic formula. The black and white Tai Chi light overflowed from around him, shielding the Western cause and effect.
Then he ignored it and headed towards Lingjiu Mountain.
After a moment, a huge, dim mountain appeared in front of us.
It’s Lingjiu Mountain!
Xuandu fell to Lingjiu Mountain, and saw that this once glorious Buddhist holy land and Buddhist monastery had now declined greatly.
The pool of merit that once overflowed with Buddha nature has dried up.
All kinds of Buddhist treasures once inlaid on the outside of the merit pool were shattered to pieces.
All the Buddhist sacred objects in the pool are dead.
The road underfoot is even cracked.
The Buddhist bricks that were once inscribed with countless Sanskrit characters now seem to have been eroded by thousands of years of time. They have lost all color and are falling into pieces. The burned inscriptions on them are no longer legible.
Stepping forward, the once dense green pines on the mountain are now dead.
The ground was covered with withered pine needles and thick decay.
You can vaguely see countless Arhats with severed heads and arms, and Vajra statues.
Walking up to the top of the mountain, the Lingjiu Temple, which used to be unimaginably glorious and sacred beyond measure, is now covered with ruins.
In this holy land of the Buddha, countless Buddhist lamps have been burning for 300,000 years. Now they have completely lost their former sanctity. Each lamp is in tatters. The lamp oil in them has burned to ashes, and the remaining wicks are covered with dust.
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In the main hall, the golden body of the lamp-burning Buddha that used to be decorated with heavenly gold has now collapsed to the ground.
The Buddha's head seems to have been pierced from the top by a giant palm.
Everything inside the Buddha's head was evaporated.
"Mercy! Mercy!" Xuandu bowed his head.
He knew that all this was an illusion.
It is just an illusion that the ancient Buddha appeared after the death of the Buddha.
It is also a kind of deception.
However, this is a quasi-sage-level deception.
Not only can you hide the truth, but you can also deceive the world and steal your reputation!
That's what it means literally.
Hiding the sky, deceiving the world, and even stealing the reputation.
Let all living beings in this world think that the death of the lamp-burning Buddha means his death.
As Xuandu bowed his head, the decayed, old and broken Lingjiu Mountain gradually rippled in front of him like water patterns.
It is also like a wall of air, gradually falling apart.
The real Lingjiu Mountain appeared in front of him.
The ancient aura of Hongmeng came to my face.
On the lush ancient trees, ancient creatures from the prehistoric times are looking curiously at this uninvited guest.
The moss underfoot is moist and soft.
Looking up, in front of me is a simple and simple Buddhist temple located among countless towering ancient trees.
In the Buddhist temple, there is the sound of wooden fish.
Xuandu knew that this was Lingjiu Mountain.
When Hongmeng was first divided, the Holy Vulture Mountain already stood between heaven and earth!
According to legend, this ancient sacred mountain contains the burials of people who were like Taozu.
Xuandu bowed his head again: "According to the decree of the master, the poor Taoist Xuandu came here to congratulate Brother Randeng for attaining the fruit of annihilation and achieving the status of an ancient Buddha!"
The temple door slowly opened.
A novice monk walked out of it, came to Xuandu and bowed his head and said: "Master Xuandu is here, my master ordered me to come and greet you!"
Xuandu nodded: "Thank you!"
Then he followed the pace of the novice monk and headed towards the temple.
Inside the temple gate, all the furnishings are extremely simple.
There are no reliefs of Arhats or Vajras, nor shadows of Buddhas or Bodhisattvas.
Only the wooden balustrade and bamboo house stood quietly, and the white lotus and red flowers were in full bloom.
The problem was that the sound of wooden fish kept coming from deep inside the temple, which made Xuandu think that this place was a Taoist temple rather than a temple.
Xuandu knew that this was the dojo of the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng.
The so-called ancient Buddha said that everything is empty and all actions are impermanent.
Therefore, simplicity is empty, flowers are empty, and luxury is even more empty.
Therefore, good is empty, evil is empty, and neither good nor evil is still empty.
Therefore, this place is actually the reflection of Xuandu's own Taoist heart.
Everyone who comes to this ancient Buddhist temple, what he sees and hears is a reflection of his own Taoist heart and state of mind.
Xuandu walked slowly without any hurry.
In just three steps, it felt like he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.
In front of his eyes, there appeared a figure sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, with countless meritorious golden lights reflected behind his head, but there was no Buddha light around him, nor any Buddhist treasures embellishment. He looked like an ordinary old monk.
The old monk closed his eyes, made seals with his left hand, knocked the wooden fish with his right hand, and muttered something in his mouth: "All actions are impermanent, this is the law of birth and death, birth and death are the annihilation of oneself, and cessation is happiness!"
In Xuandu's ears, it felt as if tens of thousands of monks, men, women, old and young, were all chanting.
Xuandu's heart trembled, knowing that Ran Deng's realm was far beyond him.
This ancient figure who was born at the beginning of Hongmeng, the guest of Zixiao in the Zixiao Palace, the quasi-sage who once discussed the Tao with all the saints, and also argued with the Emperor of Humanity, has indeed stepped on the threshold of enlightenment, and may have already
A glimpse of the mystery of enlightenment.
Just wait for the right time and the right opportunity.
Maybe you can take that step that all practitioners dream of.
Establish a religion, prove the Tao, open up a heavenly palace, and place your own Tao and fruit in it.
From then on, he cultivated Hunyuan and attained the "One" in enlightenment.
Indestructible to all calamities, indestructible to all calamities.
It is called: Hunyuan Wuji Saint!
Ran Deng is the first person to set foot in this field since the Lich Tribulation.
He is also the person most likely to attain enlightenment after Taiyi, Dijun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Out of respect for this forerunner, and also out of reverence for Ran Deng's Taoist heart that has gone through countless calamities without changing his original intention and has always been towards the Tao.
Xuandu saluted solemnly and said: "Xuandu pays homage to Nanwu Randeng Ancient Buddha, congratulates Randeng Taoist brother on his death, and wishes that Randeng Ancient Buddha will reach nirvana soon!"
Nirvana, in the Western Taoist system, is rebirth and new life.
From the ancient Buddha of emptiness and silence to the rebirth of Nirvana.
This means that by opening up your own path, you can educate billions of mortals.
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng formed the seal and smiled: "How good! How good!"
"A poor monk is so ashamed!"
So, he summoned a futon and placed it in front of Xuandu: "Donor, please sit down!"
Then the novice monk was brought in to bring Xuandu all kinds of fruits and vegetables: "Some simple food, please don't dislike it!"
"Don't dare!" Xuan sat down politely, picked up those seemingly simple fruits and vegetables, and stuffed them into his mouth.
He knows that these things are beneficial to him.
This was also the purpose of his teacher, the sage Laojun, who ordered him to go through this life.
Meet Ran Deng, meet this quasi-sage who is the first to embark on the journey of enlightenment after the Lich Tribulation.
For Xuandu, the benefits are incalculable.
Using people as a mirror can help you understand gains and losses.
…
Liucheng, in the venue.
Countless committee members were whispering among themselves. Just now, Meng Bai had already told the committee members exactly what had happened.
Now, it’s decision time!
Because the demonic locust swarms did not invade China.
So, should we be defensive, vigilant, alert, or proactive?
The committee members had a hard time making a decision.
Especially the human race committee members, it was difficult to make a decision for a while!
Because China has experienced a painful lesson!
At that time, the State of Qi united with other countries to blockade Liujun and brutally suppressed merchants, monks and ordinary people related to Liujun.
On the upper reaches of the sand and water, corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers.
Among more than ten countries, including Ju, Qi, Cao, and Ji, everyone related to Liu County was killed!
Even some people who just had goods and merchandise from Liujun at home were killed.
The words of Qi Gong back then are still ringing in my ears today: The sword must go too far, and the man must change his species!
It's because the sacred tree shows its power and the deity protects it.
Today, all living beings in China have been killed long ago!
Before the destruction of the Qi State, the sentient beings of the Hua State (Liu County) had been living in the "fear of insufficient cultivation" and "the fear of insufficient magic weapon".
Therefore, in these years, especially since the founding of China, the country has not only established and improved grassroots institutions and education systems.
The biggest change is the establishment of a bottom-up militia system.
There are militiamen in every village and training in each county.
Mortals practice martial arts, while monks practice magic.
The casual cultivators, demon tribes, and Shui tribes who migrated to China also selected many elites and incorporated them into the militia systems at all levels.
Over the years, China has quietly established hundreds of thousands of militiamen.
As of today, among the Chinese militia, there are already tens of thousands of Jindan casual cultivators and Jindan cultivators from the demon and water tribes!
There are also hundreds or thousands of Nascent Souls and Earth Immortals.
Even if Qi is resurrected and invades again, it can be beaten back without the help of the Holy Tree!
Even counterattack Linzi!
However, the problem is that the autumn harvest is around the corner.
If we mobilize rashly and delay the autumn harvest, the impact will be huge!
However, it would not be appropriate if we do not mobilize and only use defense.
Once a swarm of monster locusts enters China, it is very likely to cause heavy losses.
The autumn harvest is also not guaranteed!
For a while, the committee members were talking a lot.
"A swarm of demonic locusts can easily number in the millions...and they all have foundation-building skills. They have rough skin and thick flesh. Even a single golden elixir monk would be hard-pressed to do anything about it, let alone millions of them."
"It's better to defend. As long as they don't enter China, we'll have nothing to worry about!" Many committee members advised earnestly.
A swarm of millions of monster locusts taking the initiative to attack?
What to do if you lose?
What should you do if you are fine but get into trouble?
"fart!"
"You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?"
"Besides, didn't the refugees say that?"
"Last year there was a locust plague in the Central Plains, but at that time the locust swarms were just ordinary insects..."
"This year, it has become a foundation-building demon locust!"
"Even if I get lucky this year..."
"If the Golden Core Demonic Locust and Nascent Soul Demonic Locust appear next year... and they come to invade our land, what should we do?"
"Besides, we are people who have been taught by Heavenly Lord!"
"Tianzun teaches us to love the world and that all living beings are equal..."
"Nowadays, the locust plague is causing havoc in the Central Plains, but we are staying in a corner, not thinking about making progress and rescuing the people..."
"What kind of words are these?"
The entire venue was filled with discussions and arguments like this.
Those who advocated defense and waiting to see what happened were mostly old people, merchants or nobles who immigrated from Chu State and other places.
Those who advocate taking the initiative are mostly student committee members and members of the Yao and Shui tribes.
In their mouths, now is the time for China to raise its banner, march north to the Central Plains, rescue the people, and spread Tianzun's teachings and China's virtues to all directions!
It should be done at any cost!
Naturally, there was a heated argument between them.
Meng Bai felt a little dizzy as he listened.
He had to maintain order again and again.
Fortunately, soon, he won't have to worry about this anymore.
Because the Lingxi Boy is here.
This boy came riding on the leaves of the sacred tree.
In China, there is only one person who can mobilize the power of the holy tree - Tianzun!
Sitting on the bright leaves of the holy tree, the Lingxi boy looked down at the venue.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Lingxi boy.
The Lingxi boy reached out and plucked the leaves from under him, then threw them towards the venue.
The leaves are manifested, reflecting a halo of light.
In the halo, the Chinese border thousands of miles away appeared.
The dense swarms of demonic locusts leaped over the sand and water and entered the territory of China.
Along the way, all crops, grass, and shrubs were eaten up.
Then, everyone knew there was no need to argue anymore.
The monster locusts have already arrived.
They must be completely and completely eliminated!
You must protect your hometown and parents!
China must be defended!
This is a no-brainer!
Everyone looked at Meng Bai and said almost in unison: "General manager, please give the order!"
"Mobilize the whole country to eliminate all invading demonic locusts!"
