What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 450 The Calamity of the West
Layers of ripples rippled from the Dao Palace.

The mathematical clock was ringing.

Space-time ripples, matter shatters.

The ferocious flames ignited billowingly.

however……

Everything, however, disappeared in a wave of black and white.

Even the bells were drowned out.

A soapy black divine sword pierced from nothingness.

Time and space are restored, and matter is restored.

Tai tied his hands, Di Jun bowed his head.

"Worthy of being Sanqing!" Youyou sighed, with jealousy and envy, all over the Taoist palace.

……

Opening his eyes, Xu Ji watched the green lotus disappear into the scabbard again, and the dim light in his eyes dimmed.

"The method of Taiyi is really wonderful!" He clapped his palms and praised, with endless aftertaste.

Just now, he completely experienced and felt the Dao palace discussion in the memory of the old god.

Because it is attached to Taiyi, it also has the help of mathematical clocks.

Therefore, he has the deepest understanding of the various ways and intentions of the Taiyi Royal Envoy.

"Compared to Tai Yi, I used to achieve miracles purely by relying on great strength!" Xu Ji was a little terrified: "The mistake is that the old gods are invincible in Taoism. If I were another person, I would have died many times earlier!"

In the past, Xu Ji relied entirely on the strength of the Taoist ancestors to forcibly reduce the dimensionality.

But if you meet a Taoist figure of the same level, or even someone who is a little less paid, you will be ashamed.

Even if he meets Tai Yi himself in that palace, he might suffer a disadvantage.

But compared with the method of Taiyi, it is Daozu Sanqing who surprised Xu Ji even more!

The black and white tide rolled and drowned.

Even the mathematical clock is suppressed.

The divine sword pierced from nothingness, as if flying in the sky, hitting the vital point directly.

All the tricks Tai Yi and Di Jun worked so hard to arrange, all the precise magical powers, instantly turned into useless work.

So, I can only bow my head and bow my hands in thanks.

Xu Ji attached himself to Taiyi, and from Taiyi's perspective, he felt hazy.

I don't even know when that wave of black and white started.

I don't even understand why the mathematical clock is suppressed.

I don't even know where the sword came from.

Being confused, he was defeated by Sanqing.

All I heard was Taiyi's softly uttered "admit defeat."

"As expected of Sanqing!"

This sound contained admiration for invincibility, but also anxiety about the future.

Sanqing teamed up, the world is invincible!
But Xu Ji didn't even know why!
He felt that Tai Yi in the Dao Palace in the past was probably just like him.

I don't even know how or why I lost.

The only thing I know, I'm afraid there is only one sentence: You deserve to be Sanqing!
Letting out a little breath, Xu Ji sighed: "I don't even know why I lost... If it's a life-and-death fight, Tai Yi might not be able to hold it together, and he might be killed by the Taoist ancestor!"

Boom!
A bell rang, echoing in my ears.

Xu Ji looked back and saw the mathematical clock, which, at an unknown time, floated out from behind his head and swayed in his ear.

Boom!
The bell rang, seemingly out of anger, as if wronged.

Seeing this, Xu Ji vaguely understood, and said, "Are you not convinced?"

Right!

How can this treasure admit defeat easily?

Boom boom boom!
The bells continued.

In the midst of the bell, the divine sword in his hand overflowed with infinite rays of light, and countless green lotuses wrapped in electric current manifested one by one.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain!
What's more, how dare the mathematical clock refuse to accept it?

Excalibur immediately revived.

When Xu Ji saw it, he knew it. Obviously, after the Dao Palace discussion, Tai Yi and Di Jun had consulted with San Qing many times.

And had the upper hand.

At least, the mysterious and obscure method of Sanqing was cracked.

At least you know where you lost?
Seeing the two treasures fighting, Xu Ji grabbed the Excalibur with one hand and the mathematical clock with the other, and said softly, "Stop fighting!"

"You are all my wings!"

"To love each other!"

These two treasures are not easy, and they are both rare magic weapons in this mythical world.

Naturally, how can we fight?
The family should live in harmony.

Boom boom boom!
Clang!
Bells and swords mingled.

In the end, under Xu Ji's strong pressure, each fell silent.

Obviously, these two treasures are treasures with wisdom and even self-thinking.

That is, you can't speak!
Therefore, Xu Ji also got some obscure information from the sympathy with these two treasures.

Some complicated, obscure things that ordinary people can't understand.

But Xu Ji understood.

Daozu's soul can understand and know everything.

Including the information delivered by the magic weapon!
Therefore, Xu Ji saw, a black and yellow thick peerless bell shaking at the end of space and the deepest part of the heavens.

The bell swayed.

Countless enemies were smashed to pieces in the sound of the bell.

Just like in that palace, facing the Taiyi of Sanqing.

I don't even know how to die.

Obviously, the future Taiyi and Mathematics Clock have already reached the position of Sanqing in the Dao Palace in the past.

Even more than that!

But at the end of the bell, there was a divine sword piercing through the mist of the sky.

Daozu, holding a divine sword, rode on a bull, ignoring everything and being indifferent.

Obviously, the realm of the old god is already far above Taiyi.

but……

The mathematical clock, however, can already compete with the Excalibur.

Even in some respects, it's even better!

Xu Ji smiled slightly, threw the restless mathematical clock back to the golden wheel, and picked up the Excalibur.

Why are you arguing, what are you arguing about?

They are all wings, be good!
And he has already vaguely realized that a Taoist ancestor or similar person is the key to the Taoism.

……

Xu Ji was feeling the moment.

Ma Sui had quietly crossed countless thousands of miles of sea and land, and sneaked into Xiniu Hezhou from under the ice floes of the North Sea.

Hiding all the way, crossing countless countries.

I saw that there are many countries that have begun to ignite the flames of war.

A monk raised a flag and waved his arms.

There are also secular princes who destroy their homes and temples.

There are also mortals who can't bear the oppression and rise up.

For a time, the land of the west was full of flames of war.

There are also those nine secluded demons, mingling among them.

Therefore, there are demons who take advantage of the chaos to occupy one side, feed on people, and even enter the house to establish a demon country.

Ma Sui didn't take it to heart.

Because this is the norm in the West.

The Western Buddhist land claims to be pure, but in fact, it has always been troubled and painful.

The West is barren, and Bodhisattvas and Buddhas need to be enshrined and cultivated.

His disciples, boys, and novice monks even want to seek the position of Arhat and Vajra.

Therefore, it can only be to exploit Yuanyuan and establish Buddhist temples.

High-pressure exploitation, enslavement of mortals.

Therefore, Xiniu Hezhou has never been peaceful.

What's more, the remnants of the demon gods in the Nine Nether Blood Sea and the Asura clan in the Styx River are always at odds, everywhere.

As a result, Xiniu Hezhou has been in war and turmoil year after year.

Therefore, Ma Sui just sneaked in.

But they don't know that the turmoil in Xiniu Hezhou this time is far from comparable to the past.

The turmoil in the past was just ordinary people who rose up.

If there is no Jiuyou sea of ​​blood mixed in, the Pure Land theory is too lazy to deal with it.

Just let the Jialan monks and soldiers of the Buddha Temple and Bangguo Buddha suppress it.

But this time it was completely different.

Because the rebels came from the backbone of the Buddhist kingdom.

Buddha in the temple.

The prince of the kingdom.

Those who were once considered the future and hope of Buddhism.

Moreover, they are sweeping everywhere with the momentum of a prairie fire.

The human monks and soldiers in Hezhou, Xiniu, have gradually become unable to suppress them!
(End of this chapter)