Chapter 75 Return [For the Silver Alliance Lord Sea Soul Shirt 2]
Taoist Qingpao has seen those fierce battles through the endless void.
But he didn't help.
It just waits quietly.
Waiting to return with his disciples.
This is a tacit understanding and a mutual game.
His opponent was also watching him quietly.
You asked me for your disciples, and I sent your disciples back, not a single one was missing.
This is what I promised you, and I did it!
However, if others don't want them to go back and try to stop them, I can't blame them.
After all, that is a matter for the juniors.
There are already many karma and grievances between everyone.
In the past, when we were both in the West, there was always a sense of incest and love, so we couldn't take action seriously. Now they are going back, and there is no longer any love at all. The juniors want to settle accounts, can you stop them?
To settle the cause and effect and resolve the grievances, life and death will naturally be determined, and wealth and honor will be in heaven.
So he stood here, waiting for his disciples to return.
If he needs to personally take care of him when he returns, I am afraid that each of his disciples will commit suicide in shame as soon as they set foot on the island!
The first battle after Jie Jiao returns.
Disciples of Jiejiao can’t go home on their own!
That in itself is already the biggest joke in the world!
The disciples cannot afford to lose this person!
Master cannot afford to disgrace this person even more!
And this breath is the key to the calculations of all parties!
The saint will not take action before setting foot on Penglai Island!
Then leave all the returning Jiejiao disciples before they set foot on Penglai Island!
War drums are rumbling on all sides, and countless forces are blocking the Jie Jiao disciples who want to return!
The greatest religion that shook the ancient world still has its prestige to this day. Once it is revived, there will be no other way to survive with strength!
Who dares to revive them?
Naturally, we must try our best to kill this last bit of vitality!
…
In the sky, a majestic palace flashed, and countless thunder and lightning landed with a crash, striking at the hands of various forces blocking the road.
At the same time, countless lightning bolts also fell, striking at the returning Jiejiao disciples. There was also chaos in the sky for a while, and all kinds of classic curse voices appeared in an endless stream...
This sudden appearance of many masters who were suspected of being heavenly soldiers and generals formed a den of rebellion among themselves, and they each brought their own troops to fight with each other.
"Into your ancestors!"
"Not a son of man!"
"Despicable traitor!"
"Bastard thing!"
Who has seen the fight between gods?
The scene in front of me is a real fight between gods, and it is a fight between gods who are fighting each other extremely crazily.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of figures were already falling...
For a moment, everyone who joined the battle had red eyes.
The sound of violent explosions was heard one after another, and it was so continuous that the heaven and earth were shattered into pieces, and even the five-color divine light was blocked.
But countless spiritual treasures are fighting fiercely, colliding, exploding, and disappearing.
As the Lingbao exploded one after another, shock waves filled the sky and the earth, and a painful path was blasted out, and a golden cloud suddenly rushed out of the sky.
Immediately, a calm voice sounded faintly: "Randeng Buddha, Junior Samantabhadra, Junior Brother Manjusri, Junior Brother Keliu Sun... You have come to this point today, do you still insist on going your own way?"
A thick voice said: "Senior Brother Duobao, you are no longer the Tathagata, so how can we not settle the old accounts we had back then!"
The calm voice said calmly: "Settling the old accounts from back then? Okay... Then let's settle the matter. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, please give me advice."
A sharp and violent voice said angrily: "Do you still have the dignity to mention the past? How can you have the dignity to mention the past?"
A Buddha chant sounded, and a voice said: "Kill the peacock first!"
The irritable voice laughed wildly and soared into the sky: "Kill me? Just with a few of you rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs? Come on, come on, whoever takes a step back today will be the grandson!"
Probably because they were still too far apart, the deafening sound reached Zuo Xiaoduo and the others, and the volume was already very light.
Sister Yun smiled with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "You are such a little house bird, a turtle grandson... have I offended you?"
That piece of auspicious clouds came very quickly, rushing towards this side while fighting, unstoppable and majestic!
Golden Buddhas flashed from the sky one after another, constantly joining the blocking team, but the peaceful white clouds kept rushing forward, running towards the other end in an instant, forming a straight line, and no one could stop it in the slightest!
Although we suffered a huge defeat back then and had to disperse, now we have to fight back in a straight line!
Not even the slightest bit off!
There was a young Taoist priest in the middle of the group, holding a long sword. Every time he used the sword, one of his pursuers would fall; the sword was fast and ruthless.
Another burly man, charging left and right, was extremely brave. Anyone who took the initiative to confront him would fight with his bare hands, while those who had weapons in hand would be flashed by his colorful divine light.
, they will end up with their weapons gone and without a trace.
It's just that sometimes he rushes too hard and the direction is inevitably biased, and then he goes back and rushes again.
Even if he was injured, he would not hesitate to fight vigorously and keep his fighting spirit high.
"Is this...the disciple of Jiejiao returning!?"
Zuo Xiaoduo watched intently and his blood boiled.
Suddenly, the young Taoist opened his hands in the air, and with a loud bang, countless mountains and oceans appeared out of thin air. It turned out to be a big world, shocking the world!
Following this, countless soldiers and horses inside lined up in all directions, ready to attack.
"Come in! Come in!"
With a shout, all the enemies that were blocking him were packed into this big world.
The kingdom of Buddha is in the palm of your hand.
Another legendary magical skill has appeared in the world!
But now, all the returning Jiejiao disciples were no longer blocked and rushed into the East China Sea.
Right in front of you is Penglai Island!
After countless hardships and hundreds of battles, he finally returned as he wished.
boom……
Once again, there was a violent explosion on the sea that shook the earth and shook the heaven and earth. Under the full attack of countless powerful powers, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm finally couldn't bear the load and burst open!
Countless figures then appeared in the sky.
But looking over here, a group of disciples from the Jie Jiao sect had already arrived on Penglai Island.
Now that this battle has come to an end, anyone who takes action rashly will provoke the leader of the Jie Cult and get into trouble.
All of them put away their weapons and saluted solemnly: "Congratulations to all the brothers and sisters on your return. We hope to meet you again in the future."
The young Taoist turned his head and seemed completely indifferent to the destruction of the Buddhist kingdom in his palm.
His eyes were calm but there was a touch of coldness in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Everyone, this time the calamity begins again, we are all guests of the calamity. In the future, it will be the battlefield for you and me. The grudges and entanglements of cause and effect in the past will have to be resolved.
At that time, let’s see how he rises and falls in pursuit!”
"Senior Brother Duobao, why should you be so aggressive? Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists, so why should we always keep them in mind? We should all keep our minds to ourselves and fight, but when it comes to grudges, we are exaggerating."
"Haha... Even if you have a lotus tongue, can it cover up the fact that you are such a shameless person?!"
The young Taoist waved his sleeves and said: "Let's go slowly without seeing you off! Today I am returning for the first time. Everything on the island is simple and crude, making it inconvenient to entertain guests. Please excuse me."
Everyone in the sky laughed, and then bowed to the top of the mountain and saluted: "Farewell, Uncle Master."
On the top of the mountain, the Taoist in green clasped his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, without looking at the people in front of him, and said in a calm tone: "From now on, I am no longer your uncle."
"Uncle Master, your words are serious."
"It is a great joy for all my disciples to return today, and I don't want to lower my status to make it difficult for you. But when you come to my Penglai Island, it is always a fate. This will be the last time for you to be safe. In the future, you may be captured.
, maybe you can go to the island after attacking me."
"After today, there will be no Supreme Pure Taoist. I am the leader of Jiejiao Tongtian!"
As soon as these words came out, the world suddenly felt inexplicable shock.
In the void, countless golden lights fell and slowly gathered on Penglai Island.
Everyone in the air bowed and quickly retreated.
The young Taoist leader who broke out of the encirclement looked at the Taoist in green standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his eyes turned red, and he slowly fell to the ground: "Disciple Duobao, lead all the junior brothers and sisters to pay homage to the master! Long live the master!"
Behind him, thousands of disciples knelt down on the ground and paid homage. They performed the ceremony with utmost respect without any carelessness.
"See Master!"
"See Master!"
That Taoist in Qingyi is none other than the leader of Tongtian Cult, a Taoist from Shangqing, one of the Three Pure Ones.
But when he saw him floating down before everyone was kneeling down to worship him, he looked at the disciples in front of him. His face remained motionless, but he took a deep breath and his voice trembled slightly: "These years... I have suffered a lot for you."
"As long as the master comes back safe and sound, the disciple will never regret it!"
"Duobao."
"The disciple is here."
"From now on, you will personally take charge of Penglai Island."
"yes."
"Act on your own as appropriate, and all parties will come to your aid to welcome your junior brothers and sisters back to the island."
"yes."
Taoist Duobao hesitated for a moment and said: "Many junior brothers and sisters were adopted as mounts. They are all...under the sage's sect. Master and disciples...are dissatisfied."
The meaning behind Taoist Duobao's words is extremely clear.
He was asking what to do and how to deal with this situation.
"From now on, apart from me... in this world, the Jiejiao disciples don't need to give face to anyone!"
The leader of Tongtian Cult said the word "anyone" very hard, and his tone was extremely desolate.
"Yes, Master!"
Taoist Duobao stood up slowly, turned around, faced all the junior brothers and sisters, and said in a deep voice: "Master has returned, and the disciples of Jie Jiao have returned. Today, without the consent of heaven and earth, Jie Jiao will be reestablished!"
"In the midst of thousands of avenues, intercept a glimmer of hope!"
"Kong Xuan!"
"exist!"
"Put up the flag!"
"The rest of us will wait and restore the scenery of Penglai Island and restore the old view of Biyu Palace!"
"Speak to the world, whoever dares to stop my Jiejiao disciples from returning? Thousands of immortals will gather together and fight to the death!"
"yes!"
Penglai Island was suddenly shrouded by countless auspicious clouds and surrounded by colorful lights. The entire Penglai Island appeared to be continuously expanding, but in the blink of an eye, it had already expanded no less than a hundred times.
The Jiejiao disciples were busy talking and laughing, and occasionally raised their hands to wipe their tears.