First, it was the Three Pure Ones, and then it was the two Saints of the Western Sect. For some reason, it had become a battle between the five Saints today.
If the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning had not used some unknown mystical ability to prevent the battle between the five Saints from affecting the Primordial World, today would probably be the end of the Primordial World …
The immortals were silent. Not only were the immortals of Jie School silent, but the immortals of Chanism were also worried.
Which side are the two Saints of the Western Sect helping when they are going to fight the Three Pure Ones?
Many immortals pinched their fingers to deduce, but they kept shaking their heads.
Under the Great Tribulation, the heavenly secrets were confused. They could not even use the ability to deduce, let alone the situation of the Saints fighting.
The only person who knew the outcome was probably Yang Jian, who was sitting in front of the Chanism Array Formation.
After the two Saints of the Western Sect appeared, immortal light suddenly appeared in the sky a moment later. It was colorful. The Heaven and Earth Essence Energy surged rapidly, as if an invisible mouth had devoured the Essence Energy of the five continents of the Primordial World.
A violent wind blew everywhere. With the immortals of the two sects facing each other as the center, the area within 50,000 kilometers was enveloped by immortal light.
In the void, the stars flickered. The Celestial Court's array formation strengthened itself layer by layer.
Among the three thousand great worlds, many great worlds were affected by a strange power. The entire world was shaking, and countless living beings were killed or injured.
"In the sky! Why is there blood in the sky!?! "
An immortal from Jie School shouted and pointed at the sky with trembling fingers.
Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. He saw a crack in the east sky. Endless blood surged out and dyed the east sky red.
It seemed to be an illusion, but it also seemed to be the blood of this world …
"The blood sea is surging?" Perfected Taiyi muttered softly, as if he knew why such a phenomenon would appear.
Yang Jian hurriedly asked, "Why is that so?"
Perfected Taiyi did not answer. He just kept calculating with his fingers.
Yang Jian looked at the elders of his sect. The latter were all focused on deducing. No one answered him.
In the sky, a slender jade-like hand suddenly streaked across the horizon, stopping in front of the crack that had opened up in the eastern sky. She gently stroked it, and a smear of blood returned to the crack. The crack was also quickly closed.
"Goddess Nuwa has also attacked," Huanglong Daoist said in a low voice. "The appearance of the six Saints will probably cause the Dao Ancestor to blame them."
Yun Zhongzi shook his head and said, "Goddess Nuwa did not participate in the battle. She is only protecting the Primordial World and assisting the Heavenly Dao."
Was that slender hand an illusion created by the Goddess Nuwa? Or was it really the holy body of a Saint?
Rumble!
Heaven and earth suddenly trembled. The Celestial Court suddenly dropped a great deal, but it swayed and barely managed to stabilize itself.
Countless Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals flew out of the Five Heavenly Gates and quickly formed an extremely stable array outside the Celestial Court to protect the Celestial Court.
Are these phenomena caused by the aftermath of the battle between the Saints that swept the Primordial World?
Yang Jian groaned inwardly. Just how strong was the power of a Saint? It far exceeded the limits of what he could imagine.
In that case, there must be other realms between the Quasi-Saint realm and the Saint realm. Otherwise, the Quasi-Saint realm would be divided into hundreds of grades …
The difference between the two was too great.
"Hahahaha!"
Loud laughter rumbled from the sky like thunder. A few figures fell from the dark clouds.
The immortals of the two sects, who were waiting for the outcome, stood up almost at the same time and looked at the sky. The Immortals of Chanism heaved a sigh of relief, while the immortals of Jie School changed their expressions.
At the top of the few figures was the Grandmaster of Heaven. At that moment, his black Daoist robe was stained with blood. There was also some blood at the corner of his mouth. His long hair was scattered, and his robe was a little messy.
The Grandmaster of Heaven had lost?
Behind the Grandmaster of Heaven, the Goddess of Golden Spirit was unconscious. She was supported by the Goddess of Wudang and the Goddess of Turtle Spirit. The Goddess of Wudang's eyes were filled with tears, while the Goddess of Turtle Spirit was filled with anger. She looked in the direction the Grandmaster of Heaven was looking at.
Daoist Duobao and the Four Immortal Vanquishing Swords had disappeared!
In the cloud that the Grandmaster of Heaven was staring at, several figures were wrapped in immortal light and slowly descended.
Laozi was still riding on the back of the ox. There was no change from before. However, the Taiji Painting left Xuandu's hand and rotated gently behind him.
The Great Daoist Master Xuandu was holding the Wind-Fire meditation cushion. The Daoist of Many Treasures was in the meditation cushion. However, he was directly taken into the meditation cushion by Laozi during the chaotic battle. He received similar treatment as Yun Xiao.
There were some bloodstains on the left shoulder of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning's Daoist robe. There were also a few cracks on the jade Ruyi lying on his arm. The treasure light was dense, as if it was being repaired.
Yuding Zhenren and Hiroshige stood behind the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning. Yuding Zhenren lowered his head and nodded at Yang Jian. Yang Jian immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
It was good that Master was fine …
On the other side of Laozi, two old Daoists sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform attracted people's attention.
He had a "gentle" expression and a solemn expression. He was dressed in a treasure veil and sat on a twelfth-grade golden lotus. Three-colored light lingered around him.
Just by looking at the Saint, he seemed to understand the suffering of all living beings and the true meaning of life. He had the thought of converting … The other person was Zhun Ti of the Western Sect, who had fought with Yuding Zhenren previously.
The other was Zhun Ti of the Western Sect, who had fought with Perfected Yu Ding previously. At that moment, he also had a sorrowful expression. He sat on the lotus platform with his eyes closed. A section of the Wondrous Seven Treasures Tree was broken.
"Junior Brother, you will lose this round today."
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning said calmly, "On account of the fact that we share the same roots and origins, I won't hold it against you for now. If Jie School obstructs the God-Conferment Trend again, don't blame me for being merciless to your disciples."
"Thank you for reminding me, Senior Brother," the Grandmaster of Heaven replied coldly. Although he was speaking respectfully, there was no respect on his face.
On the contrary, the Grandmaster of Heaven puffed out his chest and raised his head. There was a threatening glow in his eyes. He swept his gaze across the four Saints and did not say anything. He only raised his hand, and the immortals of Jie School turned into streams of light and flew towards the East Ocean and the South Ocean.
Previously, the Grandmaster of Heaven had ordered them to return. However, because they were worried about the outcome of the battle between the Grandmaster of Heaven and the other Saints, the immortals of Jie School disobeyed their master's orders and had been waiting there.
You can't blame them for anything.
The Grandmaster of Heaven bowed to Laozi and turned around to leave with a few disciples. His figure disappeared with the wind.
When the four Saints saw that, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning closed his eyes and sighed softly. Laozi was still expressionless. Jie Yin's eyes were deep in thought, but Zhun Ti's eyes could not hide the lingering fear.
Only the few people who followed their Saint teachers and participated in the battle knew what had happened during the battle between the five Saints.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning bowed to Jie Yin and Zhun Ti. "Thank you for your help today, Fellow Daoists."
"Fellow Daoist, you're welcome." Jie Yin chuckled and looked at Laozi. "Please don't forget our agreement."
Laozi only said, "Alright."
What agreement?
To be able to make the two Saints take action, they naturally had to pay a price. For example, the Dao Sect allowed the two Saints to find some disciples who were fated with the Western Sect. As long as they did not go overboard, the two Saints would turn a blind eye and return the favor.
If it was Yang Jian a hundred years ago, he would have hated such a thing. He would even feel that Laozi and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning had "betrayed" the Dao Sect.
However, after thinking about it, Yang Jian understood why Laozi and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning had no choice but to do that.
The Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array could not be broken by the four Saints. If they could not defeat the Grandmaster of Heaven in this battle, Jie School would be the one leading the God-Conferment in the future. Perhaps Chanism would be destroyed in the Great God-Conferment Tribulation.
Although there were few disciples of Chanism, they carried most of the destiny of the Dao Sect. Although Jie School had ten thousand immortals, their overall destiny was far inferior to Chanism …
Perhaps there were other considerations. Yang Jian could not see them at that moment, so he did not understand.
"In that case, I'll go back." The guide bade farewell. Laozi nodded and sent him off.
The two Saints of the Western Sect came and left quickly. The two of them had used this time to exchange for the prosperity of the Western Sect. No matter what, it was a good deal.
After the two Saints of the Western Sect left, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning cupped his hands at Laozi and said, "Senior Brother, how is it?"
"I'll naturally return. This is not a place for me to stay for long."
"Senior Brother, take care."
Just as Xuan Du was about to say something, Laozi said, "You should return to Xuandu City to take care of him."
"Yes, Teacher." Xuan Du agreed respectfully and handed the Wind-Fire meditation cushion to the yellow-scarved warrior that Laozi had summoned. He watched as Laozi rode away on the ox and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning waved his sleeve. "Disciples, return to the mountain to cultivate and recuperate. Where is Yang Jian? "
Yang Jian hurriedly flew hundreds of feet away and cupped his hands. He lowered his head and said, "I'm here!"
"In the previous battle, you fought the enemy bravely and protected the foundation of Chanism. You have made a great contribution," the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning said warmly. "Later, I will ask Hiroshige to send the reward to your army. Go back and lead the troops to attack the Shang Dynasty and assist the Human Emperor with all your might."
"Yes, Master!"
Yang Jian kowtowed and retreated. He did not know what rewards he would receive.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning encouraged his disciples again. Then, he sighed softly and flew back to Kunlun Mountain on a cloud.
No matter how Yang Jian looked at it, when the Grandmaster of Heaven left, there should be a fighting spirit in his eyes. As for his Grandmaster, there was no request in his eyes from the beginning to the end. At that moment, his back view was a little lonely.
What are the Saints fighting for?
Some people said that the Saints were just fighting for their pride. However, Yang Jian felt that it was not that simple or shallow.
How was the battle between the Five Saints?
"Master!" Yang Jian was really curious. He hurriedly shouted and was about to run over.
Just as he took a step forward, figures flew past him. More than a hundred immortals of Chanism, led by Taiyi, immediately surrounded Yuding Zhenren and began to ask about the situation of the battle between the Saints.
Guangchengzi also had many disciples gathered around him, and they were also asking about the battle.
There was nothing to hide. Hiroshige and Yuding Zhenren naturally told him the truth …
Laozi transformed into the Three Pure Ones and opened the sky with a carrying pole. The Grandmaster of Heaven entered the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array in anger and used the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array to fight against his two "brothers".
In the beginning, Laozi ordered Xuandu and Yuding Zhenren to attack one corner of the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array from the side. However, the two of them were not Saints and could not break through the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array. It was only when Zhun Ti appeared and negotiated with Laozi that he called for the Saints to receive them. The four Saints broke through the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array together.
Yang Jian and the others sensed the aura of the Two Saints of the Western Sect. It was already the situation of Zhun Ti calling for them to be brought back.
Laozi mainly attacked a corner of the Immortal Vanquishing Sword. He captured Daoist Duobao and threw him into the Wind-Fire meditation cushion.
As for the array diagrams of the four Immortal Vanquishing Swords, they landed in the hands of the four Saints and were handed over to Laozi for safekeeping …
The immortals sighed when they heard that. Yang Jian was at the outermost of the crowd and could only listen to a few words.
"Little Disciple-Nephew, your comprehension is not bad."
Great Daoist Master Xuan Du appeared at the side with his arms crossed and smiled.
Yang Jian turned around and bowed to Xuan Du. He called out obediently, "Uncle-Master."
"Be good. Ahem, ahem." Xuan Du coughed twice. He had suffered some injuries when breaking the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array. "Don't forget the agreement with me."
"Of course." Yang Jian nodded and replied.
Xuan Du wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he smiled at Yang Jian and raised his hand to pat Yang Jian's shoulder. "Work harder. The burden on your shoulders is not light. If you don't work hard now, be careful that you will be crushed in the future."
Yang Jian smiled and nodded. Although he did not know what Xuan Du was saying, he felt that it made sense.
The burden in the future …
Is he saying that after I find the remaining Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, I have to guard the Xuandu ruins for ten thousand years?
Looking at Xuan Du's back view, Yang Jian's ears trembled slightly. Suddenly, he heard Xuan Du humming a tune.
Yang Jian widened his eyes. He did not know which string had been strung wrongly. He raised his hand and shouted, "Uncle-Master! Uncle-Master Xuan Du! "
"Huh?" Xuan Du turned around and looked at Yang Jian with a puzzled expression.
Yang Jian hurriedly rushed over. He was less than half a foot away from Xuan Du and glared at Xuan Du's face.
"What did you hum just now?"
Xuan Du blinked and took a step back. "Disciple-Nephew, what are you doing? Although I'm alone, I don't have any special hobbies. "
Yang Jian was so excited that he danced. Suddenly, he recalled something and forced himself to calm down. He hummed the tune that Xuan Du had hummed previously.
"Where did you hear it?"
"Huh?" This time, it was Xuan Du's turn to be stunned. "Where did you hear it from? I heard it in a dream once. I felt that the tune was not bad, so I remembered it … "
Dream?
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