"That's too much!"

"Zhunti, how dare you bully me like this!"

In the Zixiao Palace, when Nuwa saw this scene, her pretty face turned pale with anger and her whole body trembled. She couldn't help but take out the red hydrangea and threw it towards Mount Sumeru.

On Mount Sumeru, Taoist Zhunti ran quickly to receive Taoist Yin, and kept shouting urgently: "What a disaster! Senior brother. Junior brother, I have caused big trouble by going here!"

"Sages like us are immortal and live forever. What harm can happen to us? Junior brother, don't be so panicked, and come to me as a brother!"

Taoist Jie Yin smiled and did not take Taoist Zhunti's words to heart. Instead, he felt that he was making a fuss.

In the ancient times, saints were invincible existences, so what disaster could affect them?

However, as soon as Taoist Zhuyin finished speaking, before Taoist Zhunti could reply, he saw a huge red hydrangea flying from the sky with a long tail of flames, and slammed into Mount Sumeru.

Nuwa took action with hatred and no worries at all. The power of the saint exploded. It was so powerful that it could be said to overwhelm the heavens. No matter how sophisticated the Western formations were, how could they stop it?

"boom!"

With a roar, the entire Sumeru Mountain shook, and huge cracks appeared. A section of the mountain fell off and fell into the open sea, setting off boundless waves.

Suddenly, there was a storm near Mount Sumeru, smoke and dust filled the air, huge waves surged into the sky, and countless creatures fled in a hurry, turning the beautiful world into a smoky mess.

"Nuwa, you..."

Mount Sumeru can be said to be His lifeblood. Now that this wound has been caused, one can imagine the pain in Taoist people's hearts. How could He not be angry? He immediately took out the green lotus-colored flag and wanted to hit Nuwa.

"Senior brother, you absolutely must not!"

Taoist Zhunti hurriedly ran forward and held Taoist Jie Yin to prevent him from taking action.

What happened today was that they just rectified their mistake and let Nuwa vent her anger, and the matter was over.

But if you take action, the matter will become a big deal. If you want to understand the cause and effect again, you still don't know how much price you have to pay?

"Junior brother, why are you stopping me?"

"Sumeru Mountain was severely damaged by this blow. If you want to repair it, I don't know how much heaven, earth, treasure, and time will be spent!"

"Moreover, we in the West are already weak. If we are humiliated and do not fight back, won't we make the world laugh at us? And we will be labeled as incompetent?"

"If this is the case, how can we go to the East to preach?"

Even though he was pulled by Taoist Zhunti, Taoist Jieyin was still furious. He grabbed the green lotus flag in his hand and wanted to teach Nuwa a lesson and let all living beings know:

Western religion is not something to be trifled with!

"Senior brother, it's my fault for this! It's all junior brother's fault, he brought it upon himself!"

After forcibly seizing the green lotus-colored flag, Taoist Zhunti said with a wry smile, telling the Taoist who received him everything about what had happened before.

"Alas! Junior brother, you are confused!"

He sighed helplessly and guided the Taoist to take back his magical power, but it was hard to fight back again.

"Fellow Taoist Nuwa, this is the fault of my waiting. I am here to apologize to you!"

"Now that fellow Taoist has let go of his anger, Mount Sumeru has also been seriously damaged, and junior brother has also been reprimanded by the teacher. Are fellow Taoist still satisfied?"

"Can you collect magical powers?"

He is worthy of being a saint who is good at his soul. In just a moment, Taoist Master Jieyin adjusted his mentality and returned to a compassionate look. He said to the red hydrangea in the air.

"snort!"

"Next time, I swear I won't give up!"

With a cold snort, Nuwa put away the red hydrangea and returned to the sky. With one against two, Nuwa would not dare to force her too much unless she was being reasonable.

"I'm sorry, senior brother!"

After the matter calmed down, Taoist Zhunti looked at the messy Mount Sumeru and said with a hint of guilt.

"It's okay, junior brother, I'm thinking about the West too, just be more careful next time!"

Now that the matter has come to this, there is no point in regretting it. Taoist Jie Yin cannot blame Taoist Zhunti for this, so he can only let the matter go.

"But the teacher is here, but I didn't notice it at all, which is a bit incredible!"

"We are both saints, how can the gap be so huge? Could it be that the teacher has reached a realm above that of a saint?"

I thought that after becoming a saint, even if I couldn't compare with Hongjun, I could at least understand some of his realm. However, what happened today was a big blow to Taoist Jieyin.

Taoist Hongjun came to the door of his house, but he didn't notice it at all, which was simply terrifying.

………………

"Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques?"

"This Taoist Zhunti is quite generous!"

After reading the message from Taoist Zhunti, Feng Zichen sighed.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills, the first body-training method in Buddhism, cultivates supreme magic power, turns it into a relic, and refines an immortal golden body, making it indestructible and invincible, and suppressing the world in all directions.

However, his good intentions were destined to be in vain.

"Secretism!" Feng Zichen looked down upon this method.

In terms of magic power, he has the inheritance of Sanqing and the innate Sanyuan Dao Jing, which is only stronger than the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.

When it comes to body refining, he has the inheritance of Pangu and the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God. Any one of them is stronger than the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill. It can be said that in the ancient times, no one except the ancestral witch can match it.

This method was taught by saints and cannot be passed on to outsiders at will. As a result, it would seem a bit redundant to put it in his hands.

"Let's leave it alone for now!"

"Causation is the most important thing in the West. If you don't protect it, there will be something inside. I don't know about the secret hand. Once you practice it, who knows what will happen?"

"To be on the safe side, it's better not to think about it!"

Thinking like this, Feng Zichen used his magical power to seal all the memories about the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques and sink them deep into the sea of ​​consciousness, completely forgetting them.

"Let's go!"

After doing all this, Feng Zichen jumped into the void, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the West End.

…

In the land of the West Pole, the innate Geng Metal Qi permeates the air and is extremely sharp. When scraped on a person's body, it is like being cut with a knife, causing extreme pain.

The further in, the sharper the innate Geng Metal Qi was. In the end, every blow of the innate Geng Gold Qi was no less than a blow from Da Luo, forcing Feng Zichen to stop and shout inside.

:

"The Zichen clan of the human race, come to visit the White Tiger Saint!"

Among the five elements of sacred beasts, only the chiefs of the three tribes dominate the ancient world and can be called His Majesty. Although Xuanwu and White Tiger have high status, they are only the deputies of Zulong and Linzu, and their status is half as weak.

"Um?"

"Why is no one answering?"

"Is it rare that the White Tiger Saint is asleep?"

After waiting for a moment, no one answered. Feng Zichen couldn't help but feel a little confused. Just as he was about to continue shouting, he saw a magnificent golden light sweeping towards him.

"not good!"
Chapter completed!