Journey to the West: A six-year-old bear boy, at the beginning he was angry with Avalokitesvara Chapter Twenty-Six: Each of the Six Saints is Different
Chapter Twenty-Six: Each of the Six Saints is Different
Shang Yang looked at Bai Ze and hesitated for a long time, and finally expressed his worries.
"I think this matter is feasible, but who should we send now?"
As soon as these words came out, even Bai Ze, who knew everything and knew everything, was stunned on the spot.
yes!
Shang Yang is right, who else can the demon clan send now?
Today's demon clan has lost its destiny between heaven and earth, and is burdened with overwhelming karma.
In the entire Beiju Luzhou Demon Clan, there are almost no decent descendants in this calamity.
Before becoming a god, the demon clan had many juniors such as great demons and demon gods, but they were on the wrong team and chose to intercept the teachings.
In the end, there were many great demons and demon gods who died, were on the list of gods, and were captured by Buddhists as mounts and pets.
Nowadays, it is extremely difficult for the Beiju Luzhou Demon Clan to find one or two big demons that can catch their eye.
The bad demon clan went to Nanzhan Buzhou. Even if the Tang Dynasty accepted them, they would not get a good position in the end.
If you go that way, it's better not to go.
Seeing that even Bai Ze was unable to do anything, Shang Yang finally had to sigh heavily and said:
"Oh! How about I go? You continue to guard these brats in Beiju Luzhou, and I will go and secure a future for the demon clan. Even if we lose again this time, we still have hope if you are still here."
Bai Ze stared at Shang Yang blankly for a long time, moved his lips and finally said nothing, but nodded helplessly.
He knew in his heart that the current demon clan could only do this.
Shang Yang's entry into the Tang Dynasty was their last ditch effort.
If he loses again this time, he will really be the only one guarding the demon tribe and die alone.
Shang Yang nodded heavily towards Bai Ze, and finally flew into the void and cast a nostalgic glance at the entire Beiju Luzhou before quickly disappearing into the endless void.
Bai Ze looked at the place where he disappeared and couldn't look away for a long time.
Hundreds of Yuan Hui, brothers for countless years.
From Shang Yang's last look, he read something called looking at death as if he were home.
He had only seen that kind of look in the eyes of other brothers who died in the battle during the Lich decisive battle.
After a long, long time.
A gust of breeze blew by, and Bai Ze, a late-stage quasi-sage, actually shivered.
After coming back to his senses, he stepped towards the depths of the forest, but his back looked so lonely and lonely, like a twilight old man guarding the forest alone.
…
at the same time!
Countless forces, big and small, and cultivating sects all sent their disciples towards Nanzhan Buzhou.
There were even some small sects of cultivators who moved and traveled through the night to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.
It was as if they were afraid that they would not be able to find a good spot if they arrived late.
Even Kunpeng in the Northern Underworld Sea had the urge to send people there.
But in the end he suppressed his thoughts.
the reason is simple.
Just because he is self-aware and knows how bad his reputation is in ancient times.
He also knew who was standing behind Li Tai, so he didn't dare to send anyone to find him.
Although the movement in the prehistoric world was big, it was still not as big as the sneezing of those few people in the chaos.
Too clear!
I looked at the ancient world beneath my feet with a smile on my face, and kept stroking my beard with my hand.
At this moment, there was no trace of tranquility and inaction in him.
That smile was like that of a 300-pound fat man who found gold.
"Good, good, good!"
"This little human baby is pretty good. It lives up to the Kongtong Seal of this Saint."
"I didn't expect that after losing the Kongtong Seal this time, there would be unexpected gains!"
"Teacher! I'm afraid you haven't thought about it, right? You have tried so hard to suppress the human race, but in the end it was destroyed by a little doll."
"Daodao recognizes that the position of Human Emperor is no longer controversial. Teacher, I want to see how you can stop me this time?"
The reason why I am so happy is simply because although he lost the Kongtong Seal, he unexpectedly gained more feedback on the luck of the human race.
No! It shouldn’t be said that it’s more human luck.
In fact, the luck he received from the human race did not increase at all, but his luck became purer and more solid.
Although the luck of the human race is not of much help to him in this realm.
But just because it doesn't help now, doesn't mean it won't help in the future.
As long as the strength of the Tang Dynasty continues to grow, the people of the Tang Dynasty will continue to grow stronger.
At that time, the human luck he has received will be more solid, and maybe it will be of some help to him.
…
Yu Qingtian!
Yuanshi Tianzun is still sitting on the Qingyun of the heavens, holding an unknown pen in his hand, and obscure and incomprehensible Taoist inscriptions continue to appear in the void.
Daoist scriptures kept popping up from his writing, but his expression became more and more nervous.
"Brother, Nuwa, which one of you is responsible for opening up destiny for mortals to cultivate with the help of human luck this time? What a great effort!"
"Aren't you afraid that eventually the human race will be out of control and no longer be able to control it?"
Yuanshi's worries are actually not unreasonable, and Yun Chao is actually very understandable.
This is an extremely perfect virtuous closed loop.
If the human race cultivates with the help of luck, the human race will be stronger.
The stronger the human race, the stronger their destiny will be.
Stronger luck will push the human race to become stronger.
It's like a spiraling circle, it will continue to expand, become stronger, expand again, and become stronger again.
In the end, the human race will only develop into existences that are equal to them, and even Hongjun and Tiandao cannot control them.
Everyone knows that the concept of Chanjiao in the Yuan Dynasty was to follow nature.
So his current worries are entirely due to worries about the way of heaven.
However, Nuwa had no such worries at all. Not only was she not worried at all, but her face was filled with joy.
Just like me, there is no need to mention getting more pure feedback on human luck.
She was happy that the human race became stronger and gradually began to escape the control of Tiandao and Hongjun.
As the Holy Mother of the human race, the human race is her child.
No mother wants her child to be played by others and become a puppet in the hands of others.
Now that the human race has achieved the first step of self-emancipation, how can she not be happy?
What's more, the more powerful the human race is, the more powerful she and Fuxi will be.
Maybe Fuxi will transcend one day in the future, and then the brothers and sisters can truly be reunited.
Compared with the joy of Lao Tzu and Nu Wa, the joy of receiving and shunting in the Paradise of Paradise is not so comfortable.
Zhunti's face is in pain, while Jie Yin's face is withered and lonely.
Both of them looked confusedly in the direction of Hongmeng Zixiao Palace in the depths of chaos.
"Teacher! What move are you making, and why do you want humans to pass the test?
Is what you said about the great prosperity of the West just empty words?"
However, no one could answer them.
Only Tongtian, who was sitting alone in the side hall of Zixiao Palace, had an imperceptible smile on his lips and murmured:
"Teacher! I hope you won't be surprised to see the current human race when you return from the chaos outside the territory..." This chapter has been completed!