Beside him, Immortal Lord Ziying shook his head and said: "Prince Ao Bing has awakened some of the blood of the Immortal Dragon, but his accumulated foundation at the level of the Great True Lord is too deep, and he is shackled by his blood source from the East China Sea.
, before Ao Guang Longjun died, he could never break through the three realms of heaven, and could only be trapped in the extreme of Hunyuan Great True Lord for the rest of his life. Only the incense worshiping technique of heaven realm and heaven could make him ascend to the ninth realm of Daoyuan.
territory."
Ji Yuenian looked at the true statue of the stone platform and remained silent.
Immortal Lord Ziying continued: "The art of offering incense to spirits is an orthodox practice. All three source religions have practitioners who practice this way. However, this art is to teach all living beings to accumulate merit so that they can voluntarily offer incense. If coercion is used,
The method of coercion not only achieves twice the result with half the effort, but also has many disadvantages. Prince Ao Bing became obsessed with the obsession of conferring the title of Dragon Lord, and has already fallen into an irreversible abyss."
She glanced sideways at Ji Yuenian, with a somewhat regretful look on her face, "Look at the vast number of sentient beings on the shores of the East China Sea. There are countless people who have been poisoned by it. Not only the power of incense has been forcibly squeezed out, but even the essence of the soul has been squeezed out.
It was absorbed slowly, so that their families were destroyed, their wives and children were scattered, and the fate of those practitioners was even more miserable. If they were not careful, they would be strangled by the troops sent by the East China Sea. Prince Ao Bing, who is the "immortal king who beats the Zhenhai in the far east of China", is actually
It truly lives up to its name.”
Ji Yuenian withdrew his gaze from the true portrait of Prince Ao Bing, fell on the face of Immortal Ziying, and said expressionlessly: "So Nezha will act on behalf of heaven and kill everyone in my Donghai lineage.
Is it done?”
Immortal Lord Ziying shook his head and said: "Nezha only acted under the orders of Heaven. Any talk of being narrow-minded is just a rumor among Xiao Xiaoxiao."
Ji Yuenian's eyes grew colder and colder, and he said, "So what?"
Hearing this, Immortal Ziying seemed a little surprised. He looked at Ji Yuenian carefully and said, "What did you say?"
Ji Yuenian said coldly: "So what?"
Immortal Lord Ziying showed a look of disbelief for the first time and said: "Ao Bing has committed such a crime, and the heaven issued an order to kill him. Is it wrong?"
Ji Yuenian looked at the fair and beautiful face of the palace-dressed fairy and said: "Not to mention whether the illusion here is true or false, I only want to talk about the tragic death of Prince Ao Bing. Nezha gathered many gods, immortals and demons to attack Ao Bing on the East China Sea.
The prince is extremely humiliated, is this true?"
Immortal Lord Ziying waved his hand and said: "When the heavenly decree came, only Ao Bing was killed. However, Ao Bing led the people of the East China Sea to resist stubbornly. My brother had no choice but to kill all the people of the East China Sea."
The corners of Ji Yuenian's lips raised, and he suddenly revealed a sarcastic smile, saying: "What a righteous and stern face! What a high-sounding rhetoric!"
Immortal Lord Ziying was a little helpless and said: "Immortal Lord Xuanyin, I just see that you are incomparable, and I cherish your talent in my heart. I can't bear to see you fall into a demonic obstacle. If you insist on taking over this cause and effect, what awaits you
The same endless abyss."
After a pause, she continued, "You can't even do anything to me, so how dare you be an enemy of my brother Nezha? Do you know that he is the direct descendant of Taiyi Zhenren in the Yuqing Heavenly Realm, and he was reincarnated into the Immortal Lotus in the Heavenly Realm as his body?
, Taiyi has an indestructible body with three heads and eight arms. He cultivates Taoism, Dharma and Buddhism. He possesses many weapons of immortals and gods. He spent countless hours polishing them in the realm of Hunyuan. You only need to move a finger and you will turn into ashes.
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Ji Yuenian said coldly: "There is no winner between you and me, so how do you know that I can't do anything but you can't?"
Immortal Lord Ziying raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you have this intention, how about we decide the outcome at the Kunlun Dharma Conference that everyone is looking at?"
Ji Yuenian was silent for a moment and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the Kunlun Dharma Assembly."
Immortal Ziying thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Are you worried about the affairs of the Yaochi Holy Land?"
Ji Yuenian looked at her but said nothing.
Ziying Xianjun said: "How about I make a bet with you?"
Ji Yuenian said: "How to make a bet?"
Immortal Ziying flicked her gauze sleeves and said with a smile: "The Kunlun Dharma Conference is a grand gathering in the Kunlun Sage Realm. It is held once in every Yuanhui. Now there are about three thousand years until the next Kunlun Dharma Conference. You and I will
Bet on the 76,000 living beings of the Yaochi Holy Realm. If you win, I will decide to let these creatures leave the Yaochi Holy Realm. If I win, the Yaochi Holy Realm and the creatures in it will be used as the qualifications for the Kunlun Sage Realm to ascend.
Liang, you also need to let go of your obsession, return to the sect of my heavenly king, and bow your head and obey my orders from now on, how about that?"
Ji Yuenian's expression became more solemn for the first time, and he said in a deep voice: "The ascension formation will be fully activated in the near future. Can you delay the ascension of the Kunlun Saint Realm?"
Immortal Lord Ziying looked a little disdainful and said: "Kunlun Sage Realm is just a vassal of Kunlun Mountain in Heaven. I know that it has already set up large formations around Yaochi Sacred Realm, although I can't delay it.
During the period of ascension, I am the daughter of the Heavenly King of the Heavenly King's Sacred Realm Bishamon, the Commander-in-Chief of the Tianzhi Tower. As long as my father says a word, not to mention a mere three thousand years of postponement, it means a delay of three Yuanhui to the Kunlun Mountain.
I can’t say anything.”
Ji Yuenian looked at the face of the palace-dressed fairy and still couldn't believe that the matters in the Yaochi Holy Realm that had been weighing heavily on him these days could be postponed so easily for three thousand years.
The voice of Immortal Ziying came to my ears again: "Will you accept this bet?"
Ji Yuenian felt complicated and said, "I agree."
As these words fell, a wisp of luck and inspiration spread out and disappeared among the heavy clouds.
Living beings who can cultivate to the extreme of Hunyuan rarely lie.
Immortal Ziying's gauze sleeves were fluttered, and her figure gradually dissipated as the fairy light circulated: "Immortal Xuanyin, the day we meet again at the Kunlun Dharma Assembly three thousand years later is when you and I will decide the winner."
Her voice gradually became blurry, and Ji Yuenian stood there in a daze, with psychic karma fire surrounding him, leading him to sink into the dark curtain at the edge of the continent.
In the darkness and nothingness, Ji Yuenian walked alone in the depths of the boundary curtain, his mind was in confusion and surging like a tide.
In a daze, he inadvertently sank into the depths of Zhenling's dream. Countless broken memories passed by, becoming extremely clear.
Under the glazed sky, the Immortal Dragon Prince and the Xuanyin Goddess stood side by side, looking at the East China Sea in the distance.
Also on the shores of the East China Sea, in the Zhaoming Mountains, the Immortal Dragon Prince, dressed in a golden and white dragon robe, fell down and looked at the girl in white clothes on the rocks with fondness.
Deep in the East China Sea, under the cold gaze of the Hunyuan Divine General, Ji Yuenian faced such a fatal situation alone. The same remnant soul of the Immortal Dragon Prince appeared and killed the Hunyuan Divine General who killed Xuan Haitian.
He rolled up his sleeves for several months, protecting him for life at the cost of the immortal monument's remaining soul being shattered.
