The game between Lu Ya and the saints to seize Luzhou in Beiju finally came to an end slowly.

The ancient land once again fell into a long-lost peace and stability.

Of course, this peace and stability are only for the three realms.

As for the hundreds of millions of monks in the Three Realms, they have become even harder to practice, even surpassing the efforts they made when the prehistoric times were not broken.

Nowadays, there are six saints and two Hunyuan in ancient times.

This represents the feasibility of the Hunyuan Road, which means that as long as they practice hard, it is possible to go one step further and reach the realm of eight people.

Of course, this probability is extremely small, but it also gives hope to countless monks in the prehistoric times.

Especially Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Minghe, both of whom are among the three thousand guests of Zixiao, have extremely high qualifications.

Now that they have reached the level of sub-sage, they are only one step away from becoming a saint.

This time Lu Ya Huan Chaos returned from enlightenment, which greatly encouraged the two of them to pursue the Tao.

Even a junior like Lu Ya can outperform others.

They are three thousand guests of Zixiao, how can they be inferior to a younger generation?

The Taoist hearts of the two, which had been silent for countless thousands of years, became boiling again.

They also want to practice, they also want to attain enlightenment, and they also want to gain great freedom and freedom.

So the two of them went crazy, spending all day in the underworld, discussing Taoism and practicing, asking for advice from their disciples, and increasing their knowledge.

Time passes slowly like fine sand.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

On this day, in Shouyang Mountain and the Bajing Palace, Taiqing suddenly opened his eyes.

A bright light flashed in the dark eyes, "Where is Xuandu?"

He spoke softly, but bursts of sound echoed through the entire Shouyang Mountain. Qianqianyi哾

Outside the Eight Views Palace, Xuan Du was dressed in a Taoist robe, with an extraordinary temperament and a breath as pure as heaven, and he was walking slowly from afar.

Hundreds of years ago, Jiang Ziya and Bai Jian consecrated the gods on the Conferring God Platform, and Xuandu was conferred the title of Gouchen Shanggong Emperor.

Rules the heaven and earth, is one of the gods, controls all the spirits, holds the plan of the gods, and controls all the gods.

Assist Haotian Great Heavenly Lord to control the North and South Poles and the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

And dominate the wars and revolutions in the world, while enjoying the blessing of supreme luck.

But even so, Xuandu is still unlucky, and his rights have confused his mind.

Every once in a while, I will take some time to return to Shouyang Mountain to practice and improve my Taoism.

In front of the Bajing Palace, Xuandu bowed and saluted, "Xuandu has met the teacher."

As soon as his voice fell, the gate of Bajing Palace opened. Xuandu saw this and walked in directly.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a vaguely smiling Taiqing on the futon.

At this time, Xuandu was a little surprised.

My own master cultivates the Great Way of Wuwei, and his joy and anger are invisible. His Taoist heart is peaceful and stable, and he will not experience any disturbance for hundreds of millions of years.

Even when the saints were fighting at Tongguan, my master had never been seen like this.

Xuan Du asked tentatively, "Teacher, what great event happened?"

"It is indeed a good thing." On the futon, Taiqing smiled and nodded, and then explained to Xuandu.

"The great catastrophe of becoming a god has passed, and everything is clear between heaven and earth. I have been calculating for hundreds of years, and finally calculated that the third generation of direct disciples of our teaching will be born!"

"The third generation of direct descendants?"

Xuandu was stunned. Others taught the same lineage, and they were all passed down from generation to generation.

He is the second generation direct descendant. Although he still has many junior disciples, they are all outer disciples and cannot learn much of the essence of others' teachings, let alone inherit the mantle.

And what my teacher calls the third generation heir is the heir who can inherit the mantle of someone else’s teaching.

But Xuandu soon became confused again. His master had become a saint, and his soul had merged with the way of heaven, and he had cultivated an eternal body that would never be destroyed.

Master would probably not be so happy if only one person could teach three generations of direct descendants.

"Master will probably not be very happy just because he is a direct descendant of the third generation. Are there other things?"

Xuandu asked.

Taiqing Laozi nodded slightly and smiled.

"The third generation of our teaching is the direct descendant, and he is also the son of the next calamity. In addition to inheriting the mantle of our teaching, it can also be used to hinder the eastward advancement of Buddhism."

Xuandu's face couldn't help but darken, and he said solemnly, "Buddhism is moving eastward? Please ask the teacher to explain it in detail."

Taiqing Laozi said concisely and concisely, "When the gods were enthroned to measure the calamity, the Taoist ancestors had directly promised that the next calamity would be the day when Buddhism flourished."

"The West is barren, it is already barren, and if we want to prosper with only a little luck, what do you think we will do?"

Xuandu thought carefully and said, "Buddhism is now separated from Xuanmen and has been completely separated from Xuanmen's destiny. If you want to advance eastward, I'm afraid the only way is to swallow my Xuanmen's destiny."

Taiqing Laozi stroked his long beard and nodded slowly.

"That's right, just go east and eat away at my Xuanmen destiny. When you, Uncle Yuanshi, invited the two Western Saints to deal with Jiejiao together, you owed Western Karma and there's a high chance that you won't do it again in the next calamity."

"So the matter of dealing with Buddhism falls on me and your Uncle Tongtian. Therefore, we are the direct descendants of the third generation of Buddhism and are very important to our Taoism. No matter what, you must bring him back safely."

Yangshan."

Xuan Du nodded seriously, "Disciple understands, but I don't know where that person is now?"

Taiqing smiled, but did not say anything clearly, but pointed to the Earthly Immortal Realm, Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Disciple understands."

With a thought, Xuandu turned into a stream of light and left Shouyang Mountain in the blink of an eye, flying towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Time is like fine sand, passing by in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

For thousands of years, the gods have returned to their thrones, the three realms are at peace, and Haotian is not disheartened because the position of the three emperors has been occupied.

Instead, with the help of heaven's increasing luck, he attained the realm of sub-sages and became the first in the three realms.

At the same time, the emperor's mental skills became more and more proficient.

With the orthodoxy of the Great Heavenly Lord and the consecrated gods, he rules the immortal world and governs the human world.

Coupled with the assistance of the North Pole Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei, the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor, and the Gouchen Shanggong Emperor, the Three Realms have remained peaceful for thousands of years without any major disturbances.

Of course, Haotian also has something upset in his heart, that is, he has lost control of Beiju Luzhou.

If Lu Ya hadn't returned from his enlightenment, how could Beiju Luzhou have been surrendered to the demon clan like this?

In the lower realm, Dongsheng Shenzhou is a beautiful and rolling fairy mountain.

A sturdy young man in his twenties, with tight muscles all over his body, was confronting a ferocious tiger monster.

The tiger demon's body is more than five meters long. It is colorful and powerful. Its fur is shiny and smooth, giving it an extremely dangerous aura.

The most important thing is that the tiger demon's body is shining with a faint and strong evil spirit!

This tiger monster breathes out the essence of the sun and the moon day and night, and with its cultivation, it has already half-stepped into the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god.

It's just that the bloodline is a bit weak, otherwise I would have been able to refine the cross bones and speak human words.

The tiger demon stared at the young man, breathing heavily, and the roar of the tiger was faint.

His intuition told him that as long as he swallowed this young man, he could go one step further and speak human words.

It’s even possible to make great progress in cultivation and cultivate human form. From then on, it’s not a bad idea to be free and at ease and no longer have to be bound to this three-acre piece of land.

The sturdy young man also stared at the tiger demon, clenching his fists tightly, and his murderous intent spread!

Although he has never practiced cultivation, he has strong energy and blood, which is not much worse than that of the tiger demon.

This tiger monster has gone down the mountain again and again, using his Zhujiazhuang clansmen as blood food to improve his cultivation.

Today, he finally got the chance and finally lured out this tiger monster.

One man and one demon faced each other for a long time. Suddenly, the young man moved!

He kicked his legs hard to the ground, and his whole body flew up instantly.

Full of energy and blood, power poured into his fists, hitting the tiger demon's head with lightning speed.

"Ho ho ho!!!"

The tiger demon also roared loudly, and the dark demonic aura shrouded the tiger's claws, and rushed towards the young man from the air.

"Boom!"

Both fists collided with the tiger's claws. The young man's huge strength directly shook the tiger's claws away, and then hit the tiger demon hard on the head.

The tiger demon has a strong body, and his head is as hard as iron, but after receiving such a powerful and heavy punch, he can't help but feel stars in his eyes.

At the same time, great fear arose in my heart. How could the mortal in front of me have such great power without practicing cultivation!
To be continued...