What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 18 The world is not worth it
The imperial chariot of the Jade Emperor rises from Yaochi.

The throne drawn by the nine real dragons is running in the sky.

It was the time when the Jade Emperor was surveying the sky.

The eyes of the Supreme Being of the Three Realms looked at the lower realm.

The vast land has long been vicissitudes, and I don't know how many dynasties have been changed.

The Jade Emperor, leaning on Jin Hu, muttered to himself, "Did Tian Peng Xian really say that?"

"disciple……"

"Teacher in charge..."

"My Marshal Tianhe is really blessed!"

In front of the sage seat, there is a relationship between the noble and the lowly.

Even if the sect master is intercepted, he is the most maverick among the Sanqing saints!
But the name of the master and the apprentice, the difference between the door and the wall, is still clear.

and so……

Is Tianpeng really a chess piece dropped by the sage of the teaching in the heavenly court, or even in the Three Realms?

The Jade Emperor did not know.

Can't even guess!
But he knew that this was a major event in the Three Realms after the Conferred God Tribulation!

Today, the Jade Emperor has been notified by Western religions.

Dingguang Tathagata disrespects saints, you should be ashen!
"Long-eared Dingguang fairy..."

"The sect master took out his sword, but it was him..."

"What does this mean?"

The Jade Emperor did not understand.

In the battle of conferring the gods, the interception was defeated and lost.

Except for the Undignified Virgin and the Golden Hoop Fairy Ma Sui, whose whereabouts are still unknown.

The rest of the sectarians were either turned into ashes, or their true spirits were on the Conferred God List.

And the list of gods is in the hands of the sages.

Therefore, even if the sect master was intercepted, he was still a sage of Hunyuan Wuji, and he still had countless innate spiritual treasures, and even held the Hunyuan whisk given by Taoist ancestors.

But he could only be trapped in Biyou Palace by himself.

Unless the catastrophe arises again, there is absolutely no possibility of a comeback.

In such a desperate situation, the sage of the interception taught resolutely.

Could it be that he already has a way to rescue the disciples who are on the list?

If so...

"Then I have to take a good look and study hard!" The Jade Emperor said softly.

The moment the Supreme Being of the Three Realms stepped out of the Zixiao Palace, he never thought of becoming a clay puppet, a puppet manipulated by a saint.

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Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Master, who was immersed in his understanding of the Great Dao, suddenly frowned, on a whim.

"Good! Good!" Tongtian sect master then pinched his fingers, and he already had a clear understanding in his heart.

He gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the Qingping Sword beside him.

With a slight shake of the sword body, a piece of green lotus floated out and landed in the palm of his hand.

The lotus leaf spreads out.

Seeing the source of cause and effect.

The shivering messenger of the heavenly court crawls in front of Wanjun Immortal Gate in Biyou Palace.

[-] bows: "Headmaster is on top, disciple Tianpeng, bow [-]!"

And after Wanjun Immortal Gate, the saint who was seated was noncommittal.

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at the various backtracking in the lotus leaf, and his heart already understood.

"Then 'Aji', in this seat, actually mobilized the attention of the Three Realms..."

"Not bad!" He nodded approvingly.

Tongtian Sect Master knew that he had already been figured out by others, and he had grasped his weakness.

Disciple and disciple!

Therefore, for thousands of years, the sage of the Intercepting Religion could only be trapped in the Biyou Palace.

But the mortals from the other side of the world quietly entered the game.

He does not belong to the prehistoric, and there is no cause and effect.

Therefore, even if the saints join forces, it is difficult to calculate his purpose and mind.

but……

Because of this, it is easy for 'Aji' to leave behind his hands.

If you are not careful, other saints may catch the clue and see the flaw.

Tongtian Sect Master then said: "Wait for me to clean up your hands for you!"

He gently held the lotus leaf in the palm of his hand and slowly contracted it into a fist.

Then he blew lightly into his fist.

The lotus leaves were blown away and turned into countless spots of light, which disappeared into the heaven and earth under the bombardment of the azure blue fairy light of the Shangqing.

From then on, no one in the Three Realms will be able to retrace the past events that happened in the Biyou Palace by any means.

Not even a saint!
After doing this, Tongtian Sect Master closed his eyes and re-entered meditation.

The Dao Heart, which had been silent, was beating again.

The voices and appearances of the disciples and disciples floated in my heart.

In the dead chess game, which had already reached a dead end, there were variables.

Whether this variable is good or bad.

For the Interceptors, it's always better to stay the same.

"I'll find a way for the Teacher Association!" Tongtian Sect Master said silently in his heart.

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Taisutian, Wa Palace.

A string of colorful bubbles surrounds this saint dojo.

In the depths of the dojo, the goddess of the human race, the saint of the demon race, and the sect of all spirits are sleeping.

These colorful bubbles are all kinds of phantoms derived from the thoughts of the saints in the dream.

suddenly...

The saint who slept in the depths of the dojo woke up.

She stretched slowly.

A pair of jade fingers that were as delicate as scallions lightly pinched a treasure, which was the innate spiritual treasure that the saint carried with him: the golden gourd.

With a slight shake, a five-colored stone fell out of the treasure.

It was in the past when Buzhou Mountain fell and the sage made up the sky, a star stone nurtured by ancient stars was obtained from the rushing out of the ancient star Han, and it has been nurtured by the golden gourd for countless years, and now it has become a talent!
"Qingluan!" The sage called out to his maid.

Then a young girl in Tsing Yi came to the saint and bowed, "Miss, do you have any orders?"

Saint Nuwa said: "Sage Laojun is concocting alchemy..."

"You go and give this thing to Laojun!"

"It's all about this fate!"

Saint Nuwa said, in the pair of fairy eyes as bright as the bright moon, a colorful stone that was blown by the wind and sun in the lower realm was reflected.

When mending the sky in the past, it was the colorful stone that the sage held today, washed out from the ancient star Hanzhong, smashed into the crucible built by the sage to mend the sky, and smashed the sky-fixing stone out. Crucible.

Qingluan took the colorful stone and said, "Follow the law!"

He was about to take the decree to leave, but was stopped by the saint.

"Wait a minute!"

Qingluan stopped, turned around and asked, "What else is there to tell me?"

Saint Nuwa stretched out his hand and took the demon banner, the most precious treasure of the demon clan, and said to Qingluan: "You take this treasure first, go to Miluo Temple, and soak this treasure in the merit pool of heaven!"

When Qingluan heard the words, she didn't quite understand, and asked, "Is this what your mother wants?"

Saint Nuwa said softly, "Brother Tongtian, after being silent for thousands of years, and finally settled, how can I not join a member?!"

Qingluan still didn't understand.

The sage could only say: "You just go!"

"No!" Qingluan bowed respectfully, took the saint's treasure, and slowly exited the snail palace.

After Qingluan left.

Saint Nuwa yawned.

She took time to glance at the lower bounds.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Beiju Luzhou, and Xiniu Hezhou flashed in the eyes of the sage.

Cities, mountains, and lakes.

The saint shook his head and sighed: "The world is not worth it!"

This lower realm is no longer the prehistoric land she is familiar with.

There are no sights and things she is familiar with.

Then lie down again, and bubbles rise one by one.

The world is not worth it!

Heaven is even more worthless!

So, let's go to sleep!

　Thanks to 'Mo Zici' for the reward of 1500 points, thanks to 'Dongfang Wufei' for the reward of 500 points, thanks to the reward of 'Xifengqingyang', 'Shuangyin Haowu', 'Lala Lala', and 'Legend of Rem' 100 points

　　
　
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