1372 The Two Saints of the West

"But Junior Brother Zhunti is back?"

The voice was calm, but it was a bit weak. It was clearly spread throughout the heavenly world, but at Mount Sumeru, there were dozens of Buddhas, five hundred Bodhisattvas, ten thousand spirits, eight hundred arhats, and hundreds of vajras. However, they all heard nothing and were still sad.

Then for only a moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the clouds of Mount Sumeru.

"It's my brother!"

With one step, he had already reached the top of the mountain. Taoist Zhunti looked at the wound on his right shoulder, but his expression was extremely gloomy. His heartache and regret were mixed with it.

"It's my junior brother who is incompetent! I can't be the senior brother and get this great revenge. If I had known this, I would not have stopped him. Not only did I seriously hurt my senior brother, I would have lost 20% of my luck in vain-"

When Jie Yin heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Why do you need this? As a saint, we should know the truth that we are not arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. The following sentence is really not like the words of a saint. Don't mention regrets in the future!"

Zhunti's personal personalities were immediately stunned, and all the words behind them were blocked.

Then he sat down in front of Jie Yin, and saw the latter, with just a grab of the void, and captured a mandala flower and placed it on his broken arm.

Then the void transformed into shape and angered out of thin air. Except for the weak breath, it was no different from when I was injured before.

"Actually, I still have some premonitions to be caused by this today. I even expected that only 70% of the four of us would prevent him from ascending the throne. Even at that time, it was a year before, and it seemed that he was deliberately defeated and sold his favors-"

With just a few sentences, Cunti in front of him trembled slightly. The Jie Yin smiled and said, "I just didn't expect that the backlash of luck and merit was so powerful! I was convinced by Yue Yu's defeat this time. However, there was another person in it. The Supreme Brother, it was indeed great-"

Zhunti was originally confused. Although the Supreme Laojun today helped Yue Yu, he did not do his best.

What does today's battle have to do with him?

Just when I was puzzled, I saw the expression of Zhi Yin's face. The smile that seemed not a smile suddenly moved in my heart, and a light of inspiration flashed.

In an instant, the eyes flashed with brilliance, murderous intent, anger and hatred suddenly filled it.

"So that's it. This blood mosquito devours my sect. The fate of luck is actually destined by heaven! It was supposed to be at the end of the Battle of the Gods, and today's chances change. The Supreme Brother actually pretended to be Yue Yu's hand again, which is really a scheming! It's true that he deserves the praise of his master and has nine orifices in his heart. This time, he is not so much worshipped by Yue Yu's hand, but rather lose to him-"

The words gradually became full of coldness. All doubts were solved easily.

No wonder they both never realized anything. Why did the blood mosquito in the Nether Sea that had disappeared for countless years appear at this time?

"I was also defeated and only then did I figure out the joints of this!"

Jie Yin smiled slightly, but it was still calm and there was no frustration at all: "I said that he was convinced by Yue Yu, but there was no falsehood. I guess this Emperor Yuan also knew about this. Moreover, when I was injured, I felt a sense of the situation. That Majesty must have other means to force me to retreat-"

"In other words, have you had a tacit understanding?"

After Zhunti was furious, his expression gradually returned to calm. After thinking through the whole thing thoroughly, he could not help but speak dirty words: "This old and young man are indeed reincarnated as foxes, not a good thing! But the person who Taiqing and the most feared person is indeed his senior brother--"

At the end of the conversation, Taoist Zhunti gradually recovered a little smile.

The opposite side was not surprised: "It seems that my junior brother has realized this way! Although I lost all my face and returned with a miserable revenge, it is not useless! Although the Supreme Master got what he wanted and eliminated the possibility of my teaching and the prosperity of the Central Plains. But he also solved the problem of the fire and cooking oil. He also pushed the Yuan Emperor to the place of light again and the audience was the jealous of the saints. However, even if he could defeat me in such a crushing defeat, he probably did not expect it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhunti nodded slightly, his tone was plain: "It's true that something is wrong! The fact that we can have our current karma is achieved through hundreds of thousands of years of understanding. It's really strange that this person can catch up with you and me in five hundred years! Unless there are shortcuts. He has several innate Taoist scriptures that have not been born in the Hetu Luoshu level. Or, the jade certificate of creation is far more than the piece he has obtained in the endless sea of ​​flames-"

"Now that he has ascended the throne and became a saint, it's too late to say anything! It's impossible to force his robbery from this Majesty!"

He smiled and his eyes were extremely deep.

"The Supreme One also miscalculated. He expected that the Emperor Yuan could force me to retreat, but he never thought that Yue Yu would eventually be so powerful in this form! He had no chance-"

The hand stroked the broken arm that had been temporarily connected, and the expression of being invisible was full of unpredictable. A word "卍" flashed suddenly in the middle of his eyebrows.

"But that's good! Instead, I can take advantage of the situation to withdraw and fight against the Three Pure Ones! No need to be afraid of others. I can concentrate on planning the true sainthood of you and me!"

However, Jie Yin frowned, thinking of the jade certificate of creation, he felt a little reluctant. Then, he put it aside again, still looking at Jie Yin's broken arm.

——How can I recover easily by being injured by the sword against the sky?

Seeing this, Zhi Yin smiled slightly: "Don't worry, this is a blessing, not a disaster! Although it was a lot of consumption at that time, when I borrowed the sword against the heavens and killed the merits, I actually purified the Sancheng Daoji. Later, the arm turned into Songshan, and the losses this time were not much."

Zhunti was stunned again and looked at Jie Yin carefully. Sure enough, although his aura was dark and weak, it was indeed much purer.

He couldn't help but secretly envious and said with a glimpse of his eyes: "Congratulations to Senior Brother!"

For saints like them, the most hope for is to complete the foundation of Taoism.

But such a good thing is a must. With Yue Yu's current saint realm, he can kill him with one sword. How could he be able to use his power?

"But this time, I finally lost some face!"

"If you can become a saint, what are these faces?"

Jie Yin didn't care at all, and the next moment, he suddenly fixed his eyes and stared at the clouds shining with purple lightning.

After a long time, a smile gradually emerged on his face.

"You and my master can't sit still-"
Chapter completed!