Zixiao Palace!

"Tongtian! You intercepted and taught thousands of immortals to come to the court. Once the mist and mist of fate came back, you thought it was just you who intercepted the teachings! You must know that we, the Three Pure Ones, are one, and our fates have been connected since our birth."

"Are they connected with each other?"

Looking at his second brother who was still scolding him, Tongtian smiled, but this time he felt that his second brother was no longer the second brother Yuqing, but the saint who explained the religion, Yuanshi Tianzun!

It's also okay for him. He is the sage Tongtian leader of the Jie sect. After the Sanqing Self-established sect became a saint, things gradually changed.

"Second brother, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao are your pet peeves. Could it be that I, Tongtian, am a ruthless and unjust person?"

You originally felt sorry for the disciple you single-handedly brought up, but could it be that the disciples he taught were the ones he picked up from outside?

I don’t know how long the quarrel had been going on. Taiqing Laozi, with a livid face, placed the list of gods in the Zixiao Palace and said in a deep voice: "In this case, if none of the three religions sign, there will be murder and disaster! The three religions look at the destiny.

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Originally, I felt so sorry for my apprentice that I wished I could have all the Jie Jiao from Tongtian take his place. As the saying goes, I don’t feel sorry for other people’s babies even if they are beaten.

Although Tongtian had many disciples, many of whom had heard him preach once or twice and even Tongtian didn't know about it, these people regarded themselves as registered disciples. Since these people had listened to the Tao, they still wanted to take advantage of Jie Jiao. He did

I don't feel bad.

It's okay to be granted the title of minor god, but the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods have very strict requirements on luck, and some important star kings even require cultivation. Doesn't this make him bleed?

Taiqing Laozi was also angry. This Tongtian is so ignorant of etiquette. He even learned how to calculate his treasure. How can he give it to him? Which brother can give his capital to the other.

"Master, it is reasonable for Western Buddhism not to be in catastrophe, and it is also true that Mahayana Buddhism is not to be catastrophic, but Junior Brother Hongyun only has three disciples of Mahayana Buddhism in Lingshan Mountain in the south."

Taiqing Laozi bowed to the empty seat, and suddenly there was a burst of sound in Zixiao Palace.

"Can!"

In an instant, Hongyun, who had just returned to the Misty Palace, immediately sensed it and stared at the sky, "Okay! Okay! What a leader of the Taiqing saints! Fengshen will definitely give you a good look."

This Taiqing is simply copying his old background. He has recruited nine disciples, only three of whom are Buddhists. The plan of the other six disciples is also very clear, which is to let these six disciples establish themselves in the East as Taoist and Taoist disciples.

When Mahayana Buddhism comes to the East in the future, isn’t it like having your own family members? It would be better to bring them in than to enter the East all the time.

How much did he pay for all this? Mahayana Buddhism has not developed for such a long time and can only be said to be barely similar to Western Buddhism. As a result, Taiqing wants to copy his legacy.

"We're not done yet!"

Either all his disciples will enter the Buddhist sect, or these six disciples will have to be killed! And at this time, it is too late to enter the Buddhist sect to offset the murderous catastrophe. After snorting angrily, Hongyun immediately started to summon the disciples.

Chaos, Zixiao Palace.

After the final discussion of the Three Purities, the three people's faces were a little ugly. It was obvious that they were at odds with each other, but they had not yet reached the point of breaking up.

"Brother, Jie Jiao's Immortal Killing Sword Formation has been replaced by the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower of Heaven and Earth to suppress luck. The list of Jie Jiao's Gods has been filled up."

In the end, Tongtian felt nostalgic and couldn't help but sigh, his heart was bleeding.

However, what he faced was Taiqing's indifferent gaze. At this moment, Tongtian remained silent. Yuan Yuan on the side was even more angry, "You Tongtian, you actually plotted against your elder brother for a group of furry and horned beasts."

"Haha, Yuan Yuan, your sect is good at footwork, how can it be so good? They are simply the laughing stock of the three worlds."

Tongtian didn't show any mercy this time, he just yelled at Yuanshi Tianzun, pointing at Yuanshi Tianzun's nose and scolding you, saying that all my disciples are beasts, so the things you teach are worse than beasts.

"Become a god and see destiny!"

The Three Purities broke up unhappy, and when Tongtian threw away his sleeves, he turned into a ray of blue light and returned to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, while Laozi and Yuan Yuan went to Yuxu Palace together.

Murderous intent arises! Heavenly secrets are in chaos!

Just when the secret of the sky was unclear, another sound of chirping came from the cliff not far from Qingyun Town in the lower realm.

Only this time, there were two more figures. One was a cute little girl. Although she was young, she was roasting fruits like a little adult. The two figures in the cave were sweating like rain and constantly chipping away at the hard bluestone.

"Master, is it really right this time?"

One is Wen Zhong, who has a head full of black and white hair. He looks like an old man in his fifties but with strong muscles. The other is a relatively thin but muscular young man. At this time, he is also burping in pain.

Dry.

Looking at the newly recruited disciple Yang Jian, Qingyun looked up to the sky with a majestic air. He put his left hand behind his back and slowly raised his right hand to calculate with five green jade fingers like a magic stick.

At this scene, the little girl Yang Chan showed a smile. The old Wen Zhong seemed to be used to it and had long been silent. The usually taciturn Yang Jian beside him couldn't help but doubt his inner decision.

Why does this master I just worshiped seem so unreliable?

Qingyun was also helpless, and it’s not his fault. The starting point was too high from the beginning, so he didn’t notice the so-called petty gains, and he ended up in a trap.

I obviously didn't dare to use any of the magical powers I had in mind, so I could only find them myself from other places, and then comprehend them, so that I could have a reference to improve them, so that there would be no causal relationship with the main body.

Click~

At this moment, the shovel made of fine steel broke. In an instant, Yang Jian's expression changed, and Wen Zhong even smiled, "Master, I dug it."

Qingyun, who looked like a worldly expert just now, suddenly came to the pit with a smile on his face. The hard work paid off. There are many mountains outside Qingyun Town. They dug countless holes and finally found it.

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Excitedly, he jumped into the bluestone pit more than one meter deep. Qingyun's face suddenly turned green. There was a hard stone slab. Wen Zhong's eyes drifted to the direction of the cave entrance, as if he didn't see anything, and Yang Jian beside him was also stretching.

Yao looked at his little sister, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose up. He didn't know whether he was laughing at his sister or something else.

Qingyun, who had a somewhat ugly face, waved his sleeves, jumped out of the hole, narrowed his eyes at the two of them and said with a smile: "Keep digging."

Yang Jian and Wen Zhong took a breath and waved the iron manuscript in their hands again. The difference this time was that instead of digging down, it began to expand.

The dig was correct, but the main entrance was not dug. After a while, the incomplete handwriting was exposed, and Yang Jian and Wen Zhong immediately frowned and looked at it in confusion.

But when Qingyun saw it, he smiled confidently and said, "Don't look at it, this is the immortal seal script. You will know it when you step on the path to immortality."

"Master, doesn't this count as me stepping into the path of immortality?"

Wen Zhong was stunned. After so many years, although his master was a bit unreliable, but in terms of cultivation, he could already use palm thunder at will. Generally speaking, monsters who have practiced for hundreds of years are no match for them.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, remained silent. Although he was young, he was gifted with a mixture of gods and humans. His strength was so powerful that it was almost impossible to measure it with ordinary people, but he had witnessed the power of immortals with his own eyes.

But Qingyun looked at the two of them with a smile, and Yang Chan looked curiously at him. He hummed first and then started to talk like a master.

"The path to immortality! What is the path to immortality? You two are far apart. Let me tell you about the realm of immortality first. This cultivation of immortality can be divided into: human immortality, earth immortality, heavenly immortality, true immortality, mysterious immortality, golden immortality, and Taiyijin.

Immortal, Da Luo Jin Immortal, as for the ones behind."

When he said this, Qingyun even chuckled, but in the eyes of Wen Zhong and Yang Jian, it was a mocking smile.

"In the vastness of the prehistoric times, in the endless years since the creation of the world by the Great God Pangu, there have been less than five thousand people on Da Luo. Do you think you still need to listen?"

After a word, Wen Zhong and Yang Jian fell silent. Although they didn't know it clearly, they had followed Qingyun for such a long time. It was impossible to calculate the time in ancient times, let alone the beginning of the world.

However, such a long period of time is less than 5,000.

"And you, after you have passed through this tribulation of becoming an immortal, you can step into the realm of human immortality. Only then can you be considered to have begun your journey to immortality."

After talking about some basic knowledge of cultivating immortals, Qingyun looked at the two people working continuously and squinted his eyes and smiled: "But don't worry, since you have worshiped me as your teacher, it is just an immortal calamity."

Wen Zhong and Yang Jian secretly looked at each other, but these big words made them a little suspicious. Although Master Qingyun was a bit unreliable to them, they often couldn't understand it. For example,

Some of the incomplete kung fu tools were thrown away in the eyes of their master. With a disdainful sneer, he directly explained to them more perfect and powerful ones.

Weird! You say it is powerful and mysterious, but sometimes it feels a little unreliable.

Boom~

At this moment, the hole was dug, and the gravel collapsed. Yang Jian and Wen Zhong began to dig hard, sweating profusely, and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Master, this cave is big enough."

Wen Zhong wiped the sweat from his head and excitedly raised his head and said to Qingyun. At the same time, Yang Jian on the side also smiled excitedly. They finally found the immortal's cave.

Qingyun smiled after watching the two Qingyun gently step into the hole of the cave, which was only the size of the mouth of a well. Looking at the two of them, he even said amusedly: "Don't you two want to take a look?"

This sentence directly asked the exciting desire in the two people's hearts, but Wen Zhong and Yang Jian nodded excitedly: "I think! Of course I think about it, but the master is here, how can I dare to go beyond it?"

Qingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them. Wen Zhong was worthy of being a foolish and loyal person among the gods. There was also Yang Jian on the side. His heart was obviously full of hatred, but he was able to restrain the impulse of desire. With this iron-hearted determination,

No wonder both of them later became world-famous beings.

"Keep digging."

This sentence immediately stunned Yang Jian and Wen Zhong, but Qingyun smiled, "This is the cave where you pursued immortals in ancient times, and the words just now are on the cave's plaque."

"Then Master, shouldn't we go to the cave?"

Yang Jian curiously asked what he was thinking, but Qingyun smiled, looking at the two of them with a dangerous sneer in his eyes.

"Remember! The traces of immortals are not that easy to find. If you find them, you must be extremely cautious to see if someone is plotting against you secretly. Moreover, this is the grave of immortals."

The tomb of the immortal! When they said this, Yang Jian and Wen Zhong swallowed nervously. The immortal is dead?

"Yang Jian, Wen Zhong, if your family is rich and you have no descendants to inherit it before you die, will you choose to leave your family wealth to someone you are destined to have, or will you never see the light of day with yourself?"

The casual words sent a chill to the two people who were sweating profusely. Wen Zhong and Yang Jian looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"If it were me, I would definitely be buried with him when I die." Wen Zhong answered truthfully what he was thinking.

And Yang Jian also said in a deep voice: "If there is no one I love in the world, then there will be no one who pities me, and Yang Jian will be destroyed."

Selfish? But human nature is like this.

Qingyun smiled, slowly raising the corners of his mouth, but looking at the two of them with a dangerous smile, "Then do you think there will be treasures in the immortal's tomb under the cave?"
To be continued...