The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

"no!"

"Absolutely not!"

Patriarch Bodhi looked excited, and he immediately refuted Li Er's suggestion.

This sounds unreliable!

"Going out of Hangu with Taoist brother? Why don't you send him all the way to Tianzhu?"

Patriarch Bodhi glanced at Li Er angrily. He had finally found a god of war for Buddhism, but he hadn't even started yet. He was making all kinds of calculations.

"If you want to, it's not impossible to send it to Tianzhu."

Li Er had a faint smile on his face. He looked at Patriarch Bodhi, whose face was getting darker and darker, and then said seriously: "Okay, okay, your disciple will not compete with you!"

"Robbing?" Patriarch Bodhi snorted coldly: "You have to see if you can grab it?"

"If Mingyu doesn't nod, you still want to kidnap Wukong?"

Li Er was noncommittal and looked toward the west calmly.

Seeing this, Patriarch Bodhi also looked to the west. He counted with his fingers and nodded gently: "Good!"

Tianzhu, Nairanjan River.

A shining golden cicada swallowed up the afterglow of the red clouds, as if it had swallowed up the evening. The sky in this mountain forest instantly darkened and entered the night.

Sakyamuni woke up leisurely, pointed a little, golden cicadas chirped, golden light lingered around the heaven and earth, and everything was quiet.

Circles of light rose up from the back of Sakyamuni's head, and each time the golden cicada chirped, the halo would flicker.

"Chan'er, Chan'er, have you realized it too?"

Sakyamuni held the flowers and smiled. He had practiced asceticism in the Neranja River for six years. Now it is time to leave.

Know~~

Know~~

The golden cicada vibrated its six wings and made a squeaking sound.

At the appointed time, Sakyamuni set out for the city of Gaya, where he would begin his path to enlightenment.

"Good, good!"

In the holy land of Lingshan Mountain, the ancient lamp-burning Buddha, who represents the past, sits on a lotus platform. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and puts his hands together: "The day when Sakyamuni attained perfect enlightenment will be the day when the poor monk passed away."

All the disciples under the seat of the ancient Buddha burst into tears: "Since Amitabha, the ancient Buddha has attained enlightenment in our Buddhist sect during solemn kalpas. During the great kalpa, there have been eighty minor kalpas of success, residence, destruction, and emptiness. His residence has lasted twenty minor kalpas. Thousands of Buddhas appeared in the world during this calamity, all thanks to the grace of ancient Buddhas."

"Why does the ancient Buddha want us to leave now?"

The Randen Ancient Buddha had a compassionate face, and he seemed not to care at all about his impending death.

"I am the Buddha of the past, and he is the Buddha of the present world."

“The afterglow of the old should not block the glory of the new.”

"go Go."

The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng waved his hand gently, and all the disciples bowed and left.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

~~~~~

Inside the Tai Chi diagram.

"Fellow Taoist, it's time to turn around and find the right shore!"

"No reply! I don't talk like this!"

Keiko flipped her hand and made a seal, shattering the huge word "reason" behind her.

倏！

When a sword struck, he turned around and walked away, dodging it narrowly and narrowly.

Boom~~

Seventy-two chariots came rushing towards them, and the light flowed like a vast sea of ​​smoke. Zilu took up his golden bow and shot an arrow.

ding~~

Keiko turned around and swung a golden cup, smashing a hole in the sky, and the bursting hurricane roared and swallowed up thousands of gentleman's arrows.

Clang!Clang!Clang!

Mo Zhe, who had been hiding for a long time, saw the right moment and drew his sword boldly.

Keiko's face changed slightly, and he put away the murderous sword with all his might.

Snapped!

The sword came out again, instead of stabbing, and the clear and sweet sound made Keiko blush.

"What do you think, should fellow Taoist go out on your own, or should I invite you out?"

Mingyu dragged the "Li" book in his hand and suddenly appeared beside Keizi. His tall and burly figure blocked the bright sun in the sky and cast a shadow on Keizi's face.

"You think you can threaten me like this?!"

Keiko looked at the "Li" book close at hand and raised his neck, "I can leave by myself, you don't need to send me away!"

As he spoke, he slapped himself on the forehead with a golden cup, turned into light and left on the spot.

Mingyu nodded lightly, then raised his sword to block Sun Bin and others from the military strategist.

"There are only soldiers who died in battle, but no generals who surrendered!"

Li Mu is young and energetic. He raises his gun and mounts his horse, and is about to charge towards Mingyu.

Wang Jian and Sun Bin stopped him, "Brother Li, Brother Li, forget it!"

"We are already in a very good situation with respect to ourselves!"

Seeing the "Principle" book as big as a brick flying up and down in Mingyu's hand, Li Mu shuddered and suddenly sobered up a lot.

He stood there, in a dilemma.

"Oh~~, let me give you a ride."

When Mingyu saw that several people were still reluctant to take action, he threw out the "Li" book with compassion. The book grew in the wind, flew down from the sky, and sent them on their way under the horrified eyes of the three generals.

"Don't come over here, I'll do it myself!"

Just as Sun Wu was about to come to rescue, he saw Mingyu staring at him intently. His hair stood on end. When he lowered his head, he saw that the "De" sword was already pressed against his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go!"

Mingyu curled his lips and pushed De Jian forward.

puff~~

Sun Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head, his whole body scattered like quicksand.

Mingyu held a sword flower and looked around, including doctors, legalists, Taoists, politicians, Yin and Yang...

Each family head was either trapped, retreated, or fought with Mozi.

There was no one from any family around Mingyu.

"Master!"

Awe-inspiring aura surged, and Yan Hui stepped out of the five-color divine light: "The East has been cleared!"

"The South has been cleared!"

Zilu and Ziyou each drove a chariot, held a golden bow, and held a long sword. Their elegant and easy-going faces were a bit more iron-blooded.

"The West has been cleared by the Mohists!"

As the sun approaches the sky, the Golden Crow transforms into Zixia's figure and lands beside Mingyu.

"Who goes to the north?"

"It's Junior Brother Zaiyu, Junior Brother Zeng Shen, and Junior Brother Gong Xihua!"

"They go after historians and novelists."

Duanmuci arrived holding a three-pointed two-edged sword.

"novelist?"

Mingyu frowned slightly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Master, what's wrong?" Yan Hui asked after seeing this.

"Which of you remembers who the novelist family head is?" Mingyu suddenly realized that there seemed to be no impression of the novelist family head in his mind.

"The head of the novelist family?"

Duanmuci stretched out his hand and touched his forehead. His eyes opened and he saw the scene in the north.

However, he only saw the historian Zuo Qiuming and did not notice the novelist.

"Sister Junyue, he seems to have discovered us!" In the northern void, a man with a simple and honest face whispered. He was wearing a bright red gold-trimmed robe, an inlaid jade ribbon around his waist, and long black hair. Bound between Mingguan, he holds an ink stick in his left hand and an inkstone in his right hand, which he is grinding nervously.

"What are you afraid of? You'll see it when you see it."

The woman in a crimson dress was unmoved. Her eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and there was a vague aura of books between her eyebrows.

Glancing in Mingyu's direction, the woman then held a bald pen and continued to write and draw in the void.

And perhaps because it was a bald pen, the ink was not full enough each time, so she had to lick the ink again after writing for a while.

"Sister, how's the writing going? Why do I feel like he's coming in person?"

The man with a simple face had an anxious tone. He looked at the muscular man who looked like a strong man walking towards him, and his face turned pale with fear.

"coming?"

Jun Yue didn't even raise his head, and just said lightly: "Tingfeng, it's time for you to defend the dignity of the novelist!"

"Help me stop him."

"What? Stop him? Sister, are you kidding me?"

Tingfeng shivered, he saw how tough the Confucian master was just now.

Even Sun Wu, the military tycoon, had to drink in hatred, let alone his little-known novelist disciple.

"There are only two of us novelists from top to bottom. Sister, there is absolutely no need for us to insist!"

"Don't you see that the head of the Legal family can hardly hold on anymore?"

Tingfeng's calves were trembling, and he didn't dare to go out and face Mingyu at all.

"Look at your potential." Jun Yue raised her eyebrows slightly. She was staring at the few lines of text in the void with all her concentration. The bald pen in her hand was rising and falling, and a line of delicate fonts was jumping nimbly.

"Take this and block him for a while. It's no problem."

Jun Yue blew a breath, and the four lines of gilded text suddenly turned into four jade slips and fell into Tingfeng's hands.

"it is good!"

Tingfeng gritted his teeth and rushed out without looking at what it was.

Clang!

The virtue sword passed through the void, and the awe-inspiring aura crushed it majestically.

Tingfeng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly threw out a bamboo slip in his hand.

brush!

"On the mountain of Danxue, there is a bird. It looks like a chicken and has five colors and writings. It is called Fenghuang. The first text is De, the wing text is Yi, the back text is Li, the imprint is Ren, and the belly text is Faith. "

Boom~~

The five-colored divine light bloomed, and at the moment when De Sword was slashing and listening to the wind, a divine bird clothed in five colors appeared.

The five words of virtue, righteousness, etiquette, benevolence and trust are shining brightly.

Mingyu's eyes showed surprise, and he asked: "Who is the fellow Taoist?"

"My name is Tingfeng!"

Tingfeng, who was highly nervous, subconsciously answered Mingyu's question. He looked at Mingyu tremblingly: "Sister, please ask me to block you for a while. You can't pass by!"

"Tingfeng?"

"Sister-in-law?"

Mingyu glanced into the void behind him.

boom!

The colorful phoenix spread its wings, and two huge words "righteousness" slapped towards Mingyu's forehead.

Mingyu's face darkened, and he stepped forward with his virtue sword, slashing both wings of the phoenix.

哕！

The colorful phoenix shook its body and regenerated its wings. It raised its head and sang softly. The word "virtue" was barely out of its mouth, and a mighty divine fire burned thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The sword of virtue hovers in the sky, unable to fall.

boom!

A "Principle" book as big as a brick flew over and was photographed, causing the colorful phoenix to collapse on the spot.

"Roar!"

The phoenix died, and a two-winged sky tiger flew over. Tingfeng used another bamboo slip. He shook his hands uncontrollably, "Can you wait a moment?"

Mingyu ignored him, rolled up his sleeves, and swept Tianhu away.

However, the Sky Tiger that flew out did not dissipate like a phoenix, but turned into a strong wind of Gengjin, and thousands of killing blows came over it in an instant.

"It's over?"

Mingyu frowned, and the muscles in his left arm bulged. He stretched out his hand to face the wind, and fanned violently from left to right. There were only two snapping sounds, and the dizzy Tianhu whimpered and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Eh! You..."

Tingfeng was dumbfounded, and he quickly threw out the third and fourth bamboo slips.

One of them turned into a black turtle, nesting motionless in the air.

One of them turned into a blue dragon, and the dragon soared thousands of miles and rolled up huge waves to the sky.

They attacked and defended, trapping Mingyu for three breaths.

After three breaths, a palm print appeared on the black turtle's back.

Qinglong's scales were almost shaved off.

"Sister-in-law..."

Just as Tingfeng was about to speak, Mingyu's long sword was placed on his neck, which scared him so much that he broke into a cold sweat.

"I'm done!"

Accompanied by a cheerful cry, Mingyu raised his head in horror.

But I saw a woman in blood-red clothes holding a bald pen, her eyes shining brightly, and she looked up to the sky and smiled: "The sky and the earth are as chaotic as a chicken, and Pangu was born in it. Eighteen thousand years ago, the sky and the earth were opened, and the clear yang was the sky, and the yin turbidity was the earth."

Pangu was in it, changing nine times a day, becoming a god in the sky and a saint in the earth. The sky is ten feet taller, the earth is ten feet thicker, and Pangu's sun is ten feet longer. This is eight thousand years old.

The sky is extremely high, the earth is extremely deep, and Pangu is extremely long! "

The avenue is mysterious, the laws of light and shadow overlap, the endless Yuan Qi intersects, and the time and space are pseudo-chaos.

In a short while, a green lotus emerged from the knot, with thirty-six petals!

The thirty-sixth grade lotus transforms into a giant holding a big axe.

"Pangu?!"

Mingyu was already calm when he saw Nuwa.

When Pangu came out, he was even more stunned.

The discussion among our various schools of thought is almost over. Your Majesty, you can't hide away. It turns out that this is the difficulty!

Mozi and Zichan, who were still fighting, stopped fighting.

They all stared blankly at Pangu, who was gradually growing taller and older.

There is also the big ax in Pangu's hand.

Is there a father in the Tai Chi diagram?

They looked confused and thought this was my arrangement, so they quickly sent a message.

However, Li Er was more confused than them.

"Junior sister created this!"

When the murderous intention that was so terrifying that people couldn't help but crawl to the ground was vented from the Tai Chi diagram, Li Er's expression changed, and he stood up in a flash, staring at the huge figure of Fengyunjihui!

Patriarch Bodhi, who was about to return to the mountain, hurriedly stopped.

He looked at Pangu in the Tai Chi diagram, swallowed hard, took two steps back, and said to Li Er in a strange way: "Brother Taoist, my senior sister has given you a father, so why don't you go over and recognize me?"

Li Er angrily stepped on Bodhi.

“Father God created all things, isn’t it your father?”

Patriarch Bodhi's eyes lit up. He ignored the pain and said excitedly: "Brother Taoist, are you admitting that I, the West, am also the Pangu sect?"

"I……"

Li Er was choked to death.

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