"Demon Master … Kun Peng …"
Perfected Taiyi muttered those words repeatedly. Standing at the edge of the battlefield where the universe had collapsed, he had gradually recovered from his daze.
The hundred-mile-long shadow of the Kun Peng was still entangling Gold Messenger Ge Li's five-foot-tall golden body. The latter roared and cursed, wanting to tear the shadow of the Kun Peng into pieces. However, he was temporarily held back by the seemingly endless Dharma power.
Most of this Dharma power came from the black turtle that had died tragically in the North Continent. It was the Xuan Bead.
After countless years of accumulation and the hope of becoming a Saint, the Kun Peng should have cherished this Dharma power very much, but at this moment, it extracted it without hesitation.
It was because a master had used it to save his disciple.
Perfected Taiyi sighed slowly. He stood there and quietly watched the shadow of the giant beast walk to its end, but he had no intention of leaving.
Even if his cultivation level was not high enough to participate in the current battle, Perfected Taiyi could naturally see that when the Dharma power was exhausted and could not even suppress the Saint of the Great Path, the shadow of the Kun Peng, which seemed to be in between reality and illusion, would definitely be torn apart by the five-foot-tall golden body.
Perfected Taiyi did not know what the Spirit Divine Dao was. At this moment, he did not think about it. All that appeared in his mind was the ancient times …
The Demon Court was destroyed, the Magi and Demons gradually retreated from the Primordial World, and the human race slowly grew from a weak state. That was the end of the ancient times, but it was also the most peaceful period in the Primordial World.
Now, more than half of the experts above the Daira realm in the Primordial World had started cultivating during that period, and the Dao Sect gradually prospered.
The Three Pure Ones split up, and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning lived in Kunlun Mountain. Because the Grandmaster of Heaven was recruiting disciples on Golden Ao Island, thousands of immortals from Jie School came to visit. In order to spread the teachings, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning also chose the best disciples.
Taiyi, who had already entered the sect, traveled around the trichiliocosm to experience the wonders of the Dao, hoping to make another breakthrough …
At that time, Taiyi accidentally entered a formation in a Sector where the foundation was damaged due to the Great Sorcerer and Demon War and was gradually 'dying'. The Dao laws and Spiritual Qi were constantly receding, witnessing an unprecedented 'divine punishment'.
It was a middle-aged Daoist who did not leave much of an impression at first glance. He seemed to have done something incredible, causing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to send down lightning to kill him. Even the power of the Heavenly Dao was shredded into pieces by the lightning …
That Daoist was able to endure such a great calamity. Although he was hanging by a thread in the end and had completely lost his six senses, he had indeed survived.
Perfected Taiyi was shocked and curious. He took out a few pills and pulled the person back from the brink of death …
After he healed his injuries, he stood up and bowed to thank him.
"Thank you for saving me, Fellow Daoist. I don't know what your Daoist name is, but I will repay your kindness."
That was the first sentence they said. Their voices were honest and steady, but there was also a hint of uneasiness and uneasiness that came from owing someone a favor.
At that time, Perfected Taiyi only felt that there were many extraordinary experts in the Primordial World. Coincidentally, he had met a loyal and pure person. His heart was filled with the intention to befriend him.
Now that I think about it, your avoidance and silence at that time must have been because of this matter.
You are the Demon Master Kun Peng!
"Hahaha!"
Perfected Taiyi suddenly raised his head and laughed continuously. However, his laughter was desolate.
Thousands of kilometers away, the giant beast had already blocked the golden light countless times. The surging Dharma powers were far inferior to before.
Perfected Taiyi was still laughing. However, his laughter could not spread far in the place where the Dao laws were shattered and the universe was collapsing. It only echoed beside him …
…
"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, why are you so distant? We are all people who cultivate the Dao and seek the truth. Why don't we make friends with the Dao? Fellow Daoist, what did you do previously? Why were you whipped by the Great Dao? "
"I want to become a Saint."
"Huh? Haha! Become a Saint? Hahaha, Fellow Daoist, are you really not joking? "
"Thank you for saving me, Fellow Daoist. I will repay you when I recover from my injuries. Goodbye."
On the cloud path at the peak of the mountain.
Taiyi chuckled and stopped in front of the Daoist who was about to leave before he recovered from his injuries. His clear voice and the kindness in his words seemed to be unable to move the cultivator who was not good with words.
He should be an expert who had cultivated for too long and did not know how to interact with others.
Taiyi moved closer with a smile. "Fellow Daoist, are you looking down on me?"
"That's not the case." The Daoist lowered his head and continued to walk on the cloud path. If not for the fact that he was seriously injured at that time and only had a trace of Dharma powers, he would have escaped.
"Fellow Daoist, why are you so distant? Now that you are seriously injured, it will be bad if you encounter some rascals when you are outside. Why don't I escort you? "
"Well …"
"Come, come, come. Let's go. Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"
The seriously injured Daoist was dragged onto the Immortal Cloud and flew to the nearest Major Chiliocosm.
…
In the cave, he was recuperating.
From being silent to being reticent, to talking about the matters of cultivation and the principles of the Grand Dao, they talked incessantly and couldn't stop …
During the five hundred years that the Daoist had been recuperating, they finally became able to talk about everything and call each other by their Daoist names without avoiding each other.
"There are only nine people in the Primordial World who can become Saints. There are not many spots left. Yuding, you have to hurry up."
"If there were no treasures, I would have died a long time ago … Forget it."
"Do you really want to forget it? Why don't you follow me to the Primordial World? I'll ask Teacher for you and see if he can answer your questions. "
"There's no need. You still need yourself to cultivate."
"You can benefit a lot from discussing the Dao with me. If you can get Teacher's guidance, you might really become a Saint, a true Saint of the Great Dao.
Those frivolous words still echoed in his ears. Perfected Taiyi laughed even more crazily.
He still remembered that after the two of them talked, the Daoist, who had recovered from his injuries, left without saying goodbye.
Although Perfected Taiyi felt sad and lost, he felt that he understood it quite well. He went to the Major Chiliocosm where the power of the Heavenly Dao was weak and waited.
Indeed, thousands of years later, another phenomenon appeared at the edge of the Major Chiliocosm.
The Great Dao was like a whip that struck the figure of the man who was trying to stand at the peak of the Great Dao.
However, with the bronze tripod protecting the Yuding, the Daoist barely survived again. He was only left with a breath …
"Didn't you say forget it?"
Perfected Taiyi dragged the charred Daoist away. The Daoist smiled helplessly and did not say anything before falling into a deep sleep.
After hundreds of years of recuperation and hundreds of years of discussion, they still said the same words and left without saying goodbye.
Three thousand years later, they were in the same Major Chiliocosm. However, this time, they were closer to the Chaos Sea, as if they were avoiding something.
However, Taiyi, who had already set up many array formations in the Major Chiliocosm, still sensed the riot of the Great Dao. After the Heavenly Tribulation, he dragged back a Daoist who did not have any intact skin.
He tried to persuade him nine times in a row …
"If you continue like this, you will kill yourself sooner or later. Follow me back to Kunlun Mountain. Teacher will definitely guide you."
"Then go."
The Daoist replied in a low voice, his eyes filled with gloominess and disappointment.
…
In the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.
The Daoist, who was like a mortal and did not seem to be extraordinary, had discussed the Dao with the Saint for three days in front of the Saint's disciple. That was something that Perfected Taiyi would never forget.
Every word of the conversation that day was imprinted in Perfected Taiyi's heart.
Ever since that day, the Jade Void Palace had an additional disciple. The Saint had personally given the order. He was the only one who did not need to cultivate the techniques of the Jade Void Palace but was still a personal disciple of the Saint.
Thousands of years later, the eight personal disciples of Jie School appeared in the Primordial World. The Jade Void Palace did not give in and gathered eight personal disciples to deal with them. Later on, they followed their junior brothers into the Jade Void Palace and gradually became known as the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism.
"It's me … It's actually me …"
Perfected Taiyi's laughter gradually stopped. He looked at the Kun Peng shadow that was gradually unable to hold on.
Numinous treasures appeared around him. He injected his Dharma powers and set up an array formation.
"So you're Kun Peng," Perfected Taiyi muttered softly. He sighed softly and held a few jade plates in his hand. "Then I'll be Kun Peng. At least I've figured out your background this time. I thought that you were cultivated by an artifact spirit."
Taiyi Sutra, Qian Yuan Technique.
Although his Dao realm cultivation level was insufficient, he, Taiyi, had never been afraid of anyone in a fight.
"Hahaha! Junior Brother Yuding! Let me lend you a hand! "
There was a hint of pretentiousness in his laughter. Dressed in a red robe and surrounded by dozens of treasures, he forced his way into the array formation.
The Kun Peng shadow shook slightly, and Ge Li, who was already furious, suddenly locked his eyes on Taiyi.
"Ant! How dare you be so arrogant! You deserve to die! "
Ge Li suddenly gave up on the Kun Peng shadow that was about to collapse and turned into a golden beam of light, charging toward Perfected Taiyi.
It was fast!
It was so fast that it completely exceeded the limit that Perfected Taiyi could feel.
At the moment when the golden light hit him, Perfected Taiyi only had one question in his mind.
'How did Yang Jian fight with this Saint of the Great Path for so long?'
The golden light flashed, and the Dao runes almost shattered Perfected Taiyi. However, Taiyi pushed his hands forward. Dozens of Numinous Treasures flashed, and an array was formed in the blink of an eye, blocking the golden light for a moment.
Unfortunately, it was only for a moment.
Perfected Taiyi smiled self-deprecatingly as he tried to find the Kun Peng shadow, which had disappeared at some point.
'In the end, I couldn't help much during the Primordial Calamity.
If Nezha can be half as good as Yang Jian, I can die without regrets … '
His Nascent Soul trembled. A talisman? In the blink of an eye, Perfected Taiyi was about to detonate his Nascent Soul. He actually had the thought of tearing off a piece of his opponent's flesh at the cost of his life!
However, at the moment when a green light shone on Perfected Taiyi's forehead, a finger pointed at Taiyi's forehead and directly shattered the talisman on his Nascent Soul.
The Daoist stood in front of Taiyi with his back facing the golden light and a stiff smile.
"I didn't mean to deceive you."
"Junior Brother, you …"
Yuding slapped Taiyi's chest. Taiyi was wrapped in a thick and solid Dharma power, while Yuding Zhenren's figure was slightly illusory.
Before he could turn around to deal with it, the golden light had already collided with his body. Although he had transformed into the Kun Peng shadow in time, his huge body was still knocked away by the golden light.
The Kun Peng was no more than ten thousand feet long. The pearl was sent flying from its body, and it was covered in cracks …
Bang!
With a soft sound, the Xuan Bead shattered. The green runes wrapped around the Kun Peng's figure instantly disintegrated.
"It's a rare Spirit God cultivator. What a pity." The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.
The golden light erupted again. This was the final attack to end the Kun Peng shadow.
Taiyi, who was flying backward, could only watch helplessly. At that moment, he did not have the strength to turn back …
A figure flew past Taiyi at an extremely fast speed, but he was still half a step late. He could only watch as the golden light pierced through the body of the Kun Peng shadow.
Then, the figure that had rushed back let out an explosive roar. His anger boiled throughout the Chaos Sea …
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