The conflict was not just a few words. Taoist Taiqing was the first to attack and slapped Taoist Kunpeng with a mysterious light.

Taoist Kunpeng is also a giant in the prehistoric world. How could he easily give in? His five fingers bent, as if five sharp swords were directly grabbed by him.

The two palms fought each other, and with a loud bang, a bright light burst out like a shattering starlight, which was extremely dazzling. The waves of air were majestic and howling around. Everyone was frightened. Just as they were about to use their own means to compete with it, a slight light in the hall swayed, instantly dissolving the wave of air without a trace.

It is worthy of being the Daozu Palace. Everyone was shocked. The divine power displayed in this hall alone is beyond the Immortal King.

The energy of heaven and earth subsided, and Taoist Taiqing did not move at all, still on the first cushion, as if he had never moved. However, Taoist Kunpeng staggered a few steps and retreated far away.

People say that the Three Qing Taoist people are the strongest, and the Shangqing Yuqing is hard to tell the difference between them. This is true when I saw it today.

Zhaoming thought to himself that he could not see how powerful Taiqing Taoist was in the battle of Buzhou Mountain before. It was not that he was hiding his strength, but that the high priest of the witch clan, as an opponent, was too powerful, and clues could be seen at this time.

After being forced back by Taoist Taiqing with one palm, Taoist Kunpeng was naturally furious, and his eyes were filled with anger and he was about to take action.

Taoist Shangqing immediately waved the three treasure jade Ruyi in his hand gently. It was already lightning condensed. The eyes of Taoist Taiqing were shining gray, and he was also ready to take action again.

"Namo Amitabha!" Taoist Cunti recited the Buddha's name and walked straight to the cushion.

When confronting the three top immortal kings, the Kunpeng Taoist naturally had no chance. In this situation, Zhaoming did not think too much, pulled out the three-foot bronze sword and stood directly next to the Kunpeng Taoist. Di Jun and Shura also stood over.

Not to mention that Taoist Kunpeng helped them twice, they said that they were both demon clans. It was impossible for Zhaoming and the other two to watch and do nothing.

The tension is on the verge of anomaly.

Suddenly someone chuckled: "All of them are known as Taoists, but now they are fighting for a cushion. Are the immortals and demons the only ones that kind of energy?"

Looking at Xunsheng, the speaker was wearing a hat and was the high priest of the Witch Clan. At this time, the only one in the entire hall dared to laugh at the Taoist Sanqing, Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Kunpeng at the same time.

"That's right, that's right!" Taoist Hongyun, who was standing beside him, immediately said in a mud: "It's just a cushion, why bother like this? Today is the day when the Taoist ancestor preaches, and harmony is the main thing."

"Get out of here!" Taoist Kunpeng shouted angrily at Taoist Hongyun. If Taoist Hongyun had not let a cushion do such a thing, how could so many things come about? At this moment, he would naturally hate Taoist Hongyun.

"Everyone, please calm down, please calm down! Harmony is the most important!" At this time, Haotian, who was the guest of welcome, hurried forward to greet him.

But the people who fought were all powerful immortals, and he was just a Daluo Golden Immortal. The collision of qi alone made him extremely uncomfortable. How could he do any substantial effects?

"Oh, a few people join forces to bully one. Is this how Pangu fights? Then I have to learn a little!" Another laughed loudly, and it was the ancestor of the Styx who was standing on one side with blood gushing. This man looked like an old god, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the Three Pure Daoist.

The Taoist Shangqing snorted coldly: "Hehe Styx, are you going to get a kick too?"

"I didn't dare that day!" The Ancestor of the Styx shook his head: "But I was born in the sea of ​​blood. In your eyes, I'm just a blood demon. If I don't say such a few words at this time, I'm afraid I won't even say anything. I want to help you persuade Kunpeng?"

He smiled at the Taoist Kunpeng and said, "Kunpeng, it's just a cushion. What's the use? If you really think about it, I'll find someone to help you make more than 300 things? Let you change one a day and take turns doing it in one year."

"Can that be the same?" Taoist Kunpeng glared at him fiercely, his eyes like a sword. He was thanking the ancestor of the Styx for his words, but he didn't expect that the guy would persuade him in turn.

"What's the difference?" The high priest of the witch clan next to him suddenly said: "These cushions are clearly the position of disciples. It is a good thing to have the support of the master, but it is also a bad thing. You need the consent of the master to do anything in the future. Are you the kind of person who has to follow the mercy of others in everything?"

Is this really the case? Zhaoming's heart moved. No wonder the high priest of the witch clan was the first to enter the hall but did not sit down on the cushion. With his strength, he sat down on the cushion. Even if the three Taoists of the Pure Land joined forces, they would not have any advantage.

At this time, the high priest of the Witch Clan smiled slightly again: "Why have to stare at the five cushions below? Isn't the cushions in front the best position?"

As soon as this said, everyone was in an uproar. As soon as they entered the hall, everyone guessed that the cushion before the incense table should be the position of Daozu Hongjun himself. The high priest of the witch clan said this, which was equivalent to saying to Daozu, and his courage was extraordinary.

Taoist Kunpeng looked at the high priest of the Witch Clan in amazement, as if he had heard something incredible. Seeing that the high priest of the Witch Clan just pulled the hat, lowered his head slightly, and stopped talking, he suddenly came back to his senses.

His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment, he snorted coldly, withdrew his breath, took a few steps back and sat down, and stopped insisting.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a roar of Taoist sounds, golden light shining, reed flowers falling from the sky, fluttering, and golden lotus emerged, and fragrance spreading everywhere. Seeing a flower in front of me, I don’t know when a young Taoist appeared in front of everyone.

This Taoist man looked plain and quite ordinary, wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, a Taoist bun on his head, and holding a whisk in his hand.

His eyes were empty and dull, as if nothing could arouse his interest. Compared to Taoist Taiqing, he showed more ruthlessness and desirelessness.

What is shocking is that I can't feel the breath of the person in front of me. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would have been just an illusion.

However, this person exuded a momentum of Taoism following nature and returning to nature. However, the moment it appeared, it immediately made the entire hall silent, and everyone felt a sense of wanting to worship.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" The whisk in the hands of the visitor shook gently: "I can't do Hongjun."

A few simple words have already shown the identity of the visitor, and it is the Taoist ancestor Hongjun. In the past, the Zixiao Palace appeared in the Battle of Buzhou Mountain. It was far apart and everyone could not see it clearly. Today, we can see the whole picture clearly.

"See the Taoist Ancestor!" For a time, most monks saluted one after another, including five people on the cushion.

Zhaoming has always been afraid of the so-called heaven, and even hated him for a while. When he saw this so-called symbol of heaven, he felt extremely resistant to the salute and just stood there and stared at him.

After everyone leaned down, they found that there were only four people in the entire hall and he had never bowed: the high priest of the Witch clan, the ancestor of the Styx, Shura and himself.

Both I and Shura felt that the way of heaven was unfair and did not have any respect for the so-called heaven, but they didn't know why these two people were.

After everyone finished the ceremony, the Taoist ancestor spoke again, "All those who ritual to me will be disciples of the Taoist sect in the future, and they will be rewarded with great merits. You should recite the infinite Heavenly Lord."

As soon as this statement was said, everyone was happy and all the Taoist Wuliang Heavenly Lord, but only the Taoist Master Zhi and the Taoist Master Zhunti did not know how to speak. The two are Buddhist disciples. Although the Buddha can also speak, the two sects stipulate that they call Namo Amitabha Buddha, so how can they be replaced by the Taoist Master Wuliang Heavenly Lord?

But Taozu Rutian said it to the Dharma. How can he violate this?

He hesitated and thought about how to speak. But before the two of them could speak, the Taoist ancestor said to the two again: "In the Pangu Dharma, there should be Buddhas in the world. You two have established Western teachings and are the descendants of Amitabha Buddha. The Buddha has not yet been completed and cannot enter my Taoist school."

"In the past, in the eighth level of heaven, you two had the opportunity to become a disciple with me. This is the number of days. Will you register your disciples as me in the future, do you have any objections?"

The Taoist Jieying and Taoist Jieying looked at each other and nodded: "The disciple has no objection."

The high priest of the witch clan and Zhaoming both had a lit up eyes. In this sentence, what they both cared about was not the so-called Taoist disciples. They were lawless in their hearts, so they naturally didn't care.

What they both care about was the Pangu Dharma, but in just four words, the meaning contained is extraordinary.

Pangu created the world and died at the beginning of the world. It has been unknown how many years since then. However, the Taoist ancestors who joined Taoism, only 3,600 years ago, received the Pangu Dharma.

This order must be more than just a will. Both of them thought that although Pangu died, he still kept his back to guide the world under the will of heaven.

Pangu will definitely be resurrected, which is what Zhao Ming thought. As for the thoughts of the high priest of the witch clan, no one knows it.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" At this time, the Taoist ancestor recited, turned his head and said to the Taoist Sanqing: "Pangu owe you three people a great cause and effect, but he can no longer repay it now. The Heavenly Dao needs the Lord, and there are some owesomenesses and some repayments."

"Pangu is the heaven, and I am in accordance with the heavenly way as the representative of the heaven. I cannot violate the Pangu's law. I also need to bear the cause and effect of Pangu. Today I will accept you three as disciples, and in the future you three maintain the balance of the heavenly way for me, and you can also be blessed by the heavenly way, and under the heavenly way, you will be immortal. Do you have any objections to understand cause and effect?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was upset. This was not just a simple sentence of being a disciple, but more importantly, "Under the way of heaven, immortality is immortal."

This is equivalent to breaking away from the five elements of heaven and earth, and not fearing life and death. Adding to the saying "In the future, you three will maintain the balance of heaven's way for me", the Three Pure Taoist is equivalent to becoming the incarnation of heaven, where the destiny of heaven belongs to the world, and no one dares to do anything anymore.

The face of the Kunpeng Taoist changed unpredictably. He glared at the Taoist Hongyun alone with hatred, and looked at the high priest of the witch clan with anger.

Those five cushions were indeed due to the opportunity. Now, the Sanqing Taoist, the Taoist of Guiying and the Taoist of Zhunti seemed to have become monks whose destiny was. In the future, they would all be practicing the way for heaven.

The high priest of the witch clan sneered, as if he was not concerned at all.

The Taoist Sanqing was hesitating a little, as if he was considering something. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that the Taoist ancestor seemed to feel something. He whisk in his hand casually and the gate of Zixiao Palace opened.
Chapter completed!