Chapter 151

The mist is condensed with auspicious mist, and the sun and the moon are spitting out auspicious light. The green cypresses and the mist of the mountain are like autumn water and the long sky; the wild flowers are as sharp as the morning glow, like the green peaches and apricots are fragrant. The colors are circling, and the moral light is flying in purple mist; the cigarettes are ethereal, and they are all sprouting from the innate Wuji. The so-called supreme and supreme joy are unknown. It is a pity that although this place is mysterious and even a place for saints, it is sparsely populated and vast, but very

It is not elsewhere, but one of the three puritans of Pangu, the place where the saints of the Shangqing Dynasty, the main practice of the Tongtian Sect. It was originally a place where thousands of immortals came to pay tribute. After the battle of the founding of the gods, the huge Jie Sect was only two or three hundred immortals, most of which were not famous and had a qualification. Although they were called gods, they were still just golden immortals. The Jie Sect, which was famous in the Three Realms, now only the Virtue of Wudang, among the inner disciples, supported the storefront of Jie Sect.

On this day, the blue traveled in the palace, and three flowers rushed out of the mud balls of Tongtian Saint on the cloud bed, like three white waves, vast and vast. The three golden flowers held a sword on them. It was the Qingping Sword born from the Chaos Green Lotus, which was the foundation for the establishment of the sect for the leader of Tongtian Sect. It was also among the most acquired merit treasures, but it was far inferior to Laojun's Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. The saint spoke jade words, and suddenly golden flowers emerged, but the saint used great magic power to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into magic power and directly sent it into the purple palace of the listener. It was the saint who could not do it.

Just as the excitement was about to be said, the leader of Tongtian frowned, and a hint of anger appeared on his firm face. He snorted slightly. He glanced at the disciples under his sect, and was about to give an order, and suddenly he said to a beautiful fairy on the right: "Wu Dang, go and pick up your senior brother Xuandu." The monks of the Jie Cult changed their faces when they heard this, and they were all surprised. Thousands of years ago, Yuanshi Tianzun joined forces with Laojun and the two Western Saints to deal with Jie Cult. I don't know how many fellow disciples of the Jie Cult were lost in the Xing Cult.

Although Xuandu is a disciple of Laojun, he is also because of Laojun's evil bias. Although these three sects are a family, they have not been in contact for thousands of years. It is good to meet without a sword when they meet, so they would call them "Senior Brother or Junior Sister". Similarly, the disciples of the Second Sect of the Second Sect never interact with disciples in the Jie Sect. The disciples of both sides did not know that they had not been to each other's temple for thousands of years, but they did not know how the first disciple of Laojun actually came to the Biyou Palace today, which was not surprising.

When the Virgin Wudang heard this, his face moved, he bowed to the Master Tongtian Sect and walked out of the palace. At a time, he saw a man wearing a purple gold Eight Trigrams robe and standing respectfully outside the palace. The boy from the Master Tongtian Sect was glaring at him. If it weren't for the place where he was the saint's temple. The two of them were far away from Xuandu, and they might have been killed long ago.

"I have seen Junior Sister Wudang." When Master Xuandu saw that the Holy Mother Wudang came, he did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly took the lead in giving a bow. Originally, Xuandu was a disciple of Laojun and the eldest. He was the leader of the second generation of disciples of Hongjun Daozu. But he was also a sincere person, not to mention that Laojun also regretted the incident that year. He did not dare to be arrogant, so he greeted him first.

Seeing this, the Virgin Wudang looked expressionless and just bowed: "Wudang, a disciple of the saint of Jie Sect, will be ordered by the teacher to ask Brother Xuandu to enter." As he said that, he ignored Master Xuandu and turned around and returned. How could Master Xuandu not understand the resentment of Virgin Wudang, and a hint of helplessness and embarrassment appear on his face.

The Great Master Xuandu followed the Virgin Mary into Biyou Palace. Hundreds of disciples of the Jie Sect were glaring at the eyes. If the Master Tongtian Sect was not in front of him at this moment, the Great Master Xuandu had reason to believe that these people in the Jie Sect would definitely attack them. He smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not dare to have any neglect expression on his face. He stepped forward and bowed: "Disciple, I will pay homage to my uncle, and my uncle will live forever." After that, he respectfully bowed three times.

Seeing this, the Tongtian Sect Master's expression improved slightly, but there was no expression in his words. He said coldly: "Li Er asked you to come here, what do you have to say?"

Master Xuandu was not angry when he heard this. He quickly expressed his intention and said, "The teacher asked the disciple to come and tell his uncle that the Six Soul Banner is the treasure of the uncle and should be taken back now."

The Tongtian Sect Master changed his face and his expression became even colder. He said, "I know if you go back." He waved his hand, but no longer said anything.

Master Xuandu sighed in his heart when he heard this. How could he not know the meaning of Taishang Laojun letting him come? Although the Sanqing is still known as the Three Pure Ones, all Taoist monks worship the Three Pure Ones. On the surface, the three people are Taoist ancestors and are transformed by Pangu's soul, but in fact, the disciples of Xuandu know that the name of the Three Pure Ones is just a name. Since the beginning of the acquisition of disciples, Yuqing and Shangqing saints had conflicts, which directly led to the separation of the Three Pure Ones. The Battle of the Gods caused the Three Pure Ones to fall apart. Because the Jie Cult is powerful and vaguely threatens the interests of the People's Cult, the Taiqing saint supports the Yuqing saint to suppress the Jie Cult. The Yuqing saint is the most protective of his shortcomings. In order to protect his subordinates, they can even be said to collude with the two Western saints, almost destroying the Jie Cult. After the Gods, the Buddhist sect was prosperous, and Laojun had no choice but to do the act of transforming into Buddha.

However, the two Western saints were driven down from the position of the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, but they also owe the great cause and effect of the Western saints. When the Buddhist sect was promoted eastward, they could not stop them. When the Buddhist sect was enthroned, they owe a lot of cause and effect of the Buddhist sect, and they had no right to speak when they advanced eastward. The Jie Sect alone could not support them, and their vitality was greatly damaged. Although they did not know how many times they had calculated on the way westward, they ended in failure. Even the mount of the Master Tongtian Sect was driven out of Xiniu Hezhou, and their children were also boys in the Western Bodhisattva Land. It can be said that the decline of the Taoist Sect was certainly determined by the way of heaven, but more importantly, it was caused by the internal discord of the Three Pure Ones. No wonder the Master Tongtian Sect didn't even say a word, but only called Li Er, which showed that his heart was still full of anger. Master Xuandu shook his head secretly in his heart, waiting to withdraw from the Biyou Palace.

Suddenly, on the cloud bed, the Master Tongtian Sect said again: "Wu Dang, go and send your senior brother a ride." As he said that, he took two pieces of black jade from his arms, took down the Qingping sword, and handed them to the Victor Wu Dang Saint Mother, "Then, you go directly to the Qiantang River and give this jade pendant to the man named Fang Chen, and then take the Six Soul Banner to hand over the decree." Master Xuandu was happy when he heard this, and couldn't help but bow to the Master Tongtian again: "Thank you, my disciple."

"You go back!" Although the voice was still cold, Master Xuandu seemed to hear a hint of bleakness, a hint of relief, and perhaps a hint of pride. But no matter what, Master Xuandu knew that Pangu's three purities had already shown signs of reconciliation. However, there was only one catalyst missing. Looking down at the black jade in the hand of the Virtue of Wudang, Master Xuandu suddenly moved his heart, but he didn't understand. He just bowed to the Virtue of Wudang before leaving.

At this time, Fang Chen's face was solemn beside the Medicine House. Although his current cultivation level can be described as a thousand miles a day. Not only did he absorb the magic power of the three Yuanhui, but his cultivation level in his previous life also recovered a lot. But no matter what, he is facing now is no longer an ordinary character, but a Buddha from the Western Buddhist sect. He was a disciple of the Tongtian Sect and the last chance of life in the intercepting sect. He was not only a master of Taoism, but also a powerful magic power. He also had the power of the two schools, so it is not necessary to say that he had a deep understanding. If it were Fang Chen's previous life, it was naturally not necessary to say that the ten happy Buddhas could not be Fang Chen's opponents. It's a pity that Fang Chen is just returning from the catastrophe. Although he knows his magical power, his magic power is not the Hongyun of the past.

He took the Fusang stick and ordered Bai Suzhen behind him to say, "Now that two hundred years have passed, you can go back to the mountain, your master will arrange everything." He said, and gave a wink. Bai Suzhen was extremely intelligent. How could she not know why Fang Chen was afraid that he would drag his hands and feet here and asked him to go back to bring rescue soldiers. He did not dare to be negligent at the moment, so he quickly grew auspicious cloud and flew towards Tianzhu Mountain.

Seeing this, Monk Jinshan and Monk Fahai were about to chase after him. Fang Chen was not willing to do so. A red cloud rolled out from the Fusang stick in his hand, which was as long as hundreds of feet long, like a dragon. It turned into two fire dragons halfway, and rolled towards the two. Seeing this, the two were about to come forward to confront each other, but they saw Dingguang's face changing, and the Buddha's light flashed on his body, which immediately forced the two back away. When he rubbed his hands, a pink mist turned into a pair of big hands out of thin air, and grabbed the two fire dragons. The big hands moved slowly, as if they fell down like Mount Tai.

A gust of wind blew, and a loud noise. Everyone around seemed to be swept away by a hurricane. They fell dozens of feet away, and made a wailing sound, but their eyes were staring at the two people fighting. A gust of smoke dissipated, and a tempting fragrance floated, making people feel intoxicated when they smelled it. The indecent things were ready to move. Then the breeze blew, and another burst of heat came, as if it was about to burn the person.

When he looked at the two people not far away, he saw Fang Chen's face slightly red and his body retreating three or four steps away. The Fusang staff in his hand also swayed slightly, as if he couldn't hold it tightly. The Dingguang Huanxi Buddha opposite had a blue face, and there was no compassionate look. He held his right hand or loose, and a trace of charred black could be seen on the cuffs. Obviously, he suffered some losses due to carelessness, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fang Chen was inferior to the Dingguang Huanxi Buddha in front of him.
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