"Although Bai Lian is dead, the Beihai rebels are still there, and Ji Chang rushes to Beihai, he will still return with a great victory."

"At that time, the whole world will recite the song of Feng Xiqi, and a girl from Beihai will be sent to the palace."

"The previous calculation is not in vain."

Zhunti nodded and said:

"It's just that if Yuan Hong comes to court to ask for a title, Emperor Xin will definitely make him the commander-in-chief of a town to suppress the country's destiny."

"Nowadays, the fortunes of the great merchants and the country are no longer what they were back then. Even when I stepped into it, I felt it was difficult. If this continues, I'm afraid there will be changes."

Jie Yin said indifferently:

"Not only that."

"Every time Na Di Xin confers a patron saint, the fate of the Great Shang nation will condense. When he matures, he may be intercepted by Na Tongtian and have a chance of survival."

The voice had just finished.

The figures suspended in the Void Hall of Leiyin Ancient Temple all spoke:

"Disciples are willing to share the worries of the saint."

Zhunti was quite pleased, nodded and said:

"Yuan Hong is an immortal. Even if he becomes an official in the human world, he cannot interfere with ordinary people's affairs. If there is no war in the human world and the fate of the country collapses, there is no need to worry about him."

"Our only obstacle from beginning to end is Wen Zhong."

"Wen Zhong will not be eliminated, and the court songs will not be disordered."

"As long as Wen Zhong is away, Di Xin, a mortal, can make him irreversible with a little trick."

He looked at the shadows all over the sky and continued:

"The person from Yuxu Palace said that Wen Zhong has a son named Wentian, who should be destined to be with me in the West."

"You are well versed in Western magic, who wants to go to Chaoge?"

After Zhunti finished speaking, a fat Taoist with a big belly, long eyebrows and kind eyes stood up from the lotus platform barefoot and clasped his hands together.

"Disciple, you can go."

Zhunti saw the fat Taoist stand up, his pained look faded, and nodded with a smile.

The West is barren and there are very few practitioners.

The disciples in Leiyin Ancient Temple have the entire foundation of the West.

However, everyone practices for the sake of freedom and freedom, for the sake of each Tao and fruit.

If it is not voluntary, a leader will not let his disciples go to the human world and suffer the misfortunes of the mortal world.

Going against the grain will harm the luck of the great religion.

Zhunti showed a Virgin-like smile and said:

"Fellow Maitreya has great supernatural powers, so he should be able to go."

Maitreya Taoist said the Taoist number, with a kind smile on his face, stepped on the golden lotus, lifted into the sky, and walked away with his bare feet.

After Maitreya left, Zhunti calmed down and looked in a direction outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

He said calmly:

"The Supreme Saint is unpredictable. To defeat the heaven-reaching Immortal Killing Sword Formation, it is necessary to gather the Four Saints."

"Now that the spiritual bead is about to be born, Yuan Hong needs a map of mountains, rivers, and lands."
Chapter completed!