Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 97 Blood of the Demon Ancestor, the Catastrophe of the West

Following Zhunti, the news of the opening of the mountain gate was received and spread throughout Mount Sumeru in an instant.

The millions of immortals on Mount Sumeru all shook their hearts.
It is well known that the land of the West is barren, but the Western religion also has two saints sitting there.

The lineage of saints, standing on the top of the prehistoric, overlooking the sun, moon and stars, has existed forever.

As long as one can join the sage lineage, it is something to be proud of, and it will also be of great benefit to the future path.

Among the millions of immortals, except for some who really don't want to be restrained, most of the others are willing to worship and practice in the Western religion.

Probably accounted for about [-]% of the total, that is, more than [-] monks.

With more than 80 monks joining the Western religion, the luck of the West has risen all of a sudden.

From the original [-]% share, it suddenly increased by three points!

Wisps of brilliant golden rays shone through the ages, and the mysterious aura hung down from high to low, sprinkled over the entire Mount Sumeru.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, the golden light slowly flows into the golden lotus of twelve grades of merit. From the golden lotus of merit, another mist is spit out, nourishing the ancient Bodhi tree, and the western luck is as stable as Mount Tai!
Looking at this scene, Zhunti finally showed a smile on his face.

"My luck in the west has finally increased, so I can rest easy in the future!"

Jieyin's eyes were deep, and he looked at the Western religion base camp at the foot of Mount Sumeru, and said slowly.

"Still don't take it lightly. The increased luck this time is only a temporary increase. If we want the West to be really prosperous, we need to continue to erode the luck of the east, south, north, and three directions."

"It's easy to say, brother, but it's so difficult to do. Nowadays, liches are fighting for the front, the sky is dark, and the aura of calamity is rising. Even though we are saints of heaven, we can't understand the mystery. Between liches, there is a difference in a day." If there is no victory or defeat, it will be difficult for our western land to prosper in a day."

Zhunti let out a foul breath. In the eyes of ordinary prehistoric beings, a saint is aloof. He has gone through thousands of kalpas without grinding, and he is not stained with cause and effect. He is always with the sky and coexists with the Tao. Great freedom.

But in fact, there are things that even a saint can't do.

Mystery, I can't figure it out!
I can't bear the evil spirit!

Western Daxing, can't do it!

Endless chaos, can't figure it out!

They have worked hard for countless years, and they have just managed to stabilize the luck of the West.

Who knows the pain in the hearts of their seniors?
At this time, Jieyin stopped talking, and everything was as Zhunti said!

Between the heavens and the earth, liches compete for the front. As long as the witch clan and the monster clan can't tell the winner in a day, the catastrophe will permeate the prehistoric world, and the vast west will find it difficult to prosper.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, Jieyin sighed, "The lich is fighting for the front, the catastrophe is imminent, the secret of the sky is dark, and we can't figure it out clearly. Let's just wait for the time of prosperity."

Zhunti, the introduction is relatively silent, on Mount Sumeru, there is only a golden light, which is eternal and eternal!
The prehistoric years don't count, in the blink of an eye, a full 1 years have passed!
In ten thousand years, the prehistoric land has undergone many changes!
First, among the liches, they are no longer as forbearing and introverted as before, but started small-scale battles!

The two warring parties are the demon kingdom and the ancestral witch tribe established on the ground.

Although each battle is far less tragic than the first Lich War, the scale has reached the million level!
After every battle, countless monsters and witches will fall and be killed or injured!
The invisible aura of calamity pervading the prehistoric world has become more and more intense, and the deduction of the secrets has become more and more unclear!

The powers of the witch clan and the monster clan watched all this with cold eyes, manipulating the overall situation behind the scenes, and forging their own invincible trend through bloody battles!

The second change is the change of many saints' orthodoxy.

In addition to the second-generation master Xuandu, the Renjiao has also recruited hundreds of registered disciples from outside sects. They also devote themselves to cultivating on Shouyang Mountain, and they will not go down the mountain easily.

It is Taiqing Laozi, who has not even shown his face for 1 years.

Kunlun Mountain Education, as always, implements elite education.

Except for the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun, no one has entered the Yuanshi Fayan.

On the contrary, the third generation of disciples of Chanjiao took a few of them and practiced under the sect of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

It is also worth mentioning that Chanjiao changed its name from Yuqing Palace to Yuxu Palace.

Although there is only a difference of one word, the taste contained in it is quite different.

In addition to teaching people and elaborating on teaching, the rest is to stop teaching.

Since moving from Kunlun Mountains to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea in previous years, the general trend of Jujiao has been established, and the luck is getting stronger day by day.

After another 1 years of development, the total number of disciples has exceeded 20, known as Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Dynasty!

Nuwa, still living in the endless chaos, in Wa's palace, comprehended the avenue of good fortune, and never came out of the world.

In the depths of the sea of ​​blood, in the nether world, under the governance of Taoist Mosquito, all the reincarnations of the six realms are operating normally, and the merits and virtues in the book of life and death have become more and more vigorous.

Daoist Mosquito has a very deep foundation, and he is born to master the laws of devouring and space!
With the help of the majestic merits, from the early days of Da Luo Jinxian, he soared all the way to the completion of Da Luo Jinxian.

Going one step further, it is the quasi-sage or Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the first manifestation of the power of Emperor Fengdu!

Except for the east, the south and the north are all silent, but the land of the west has experienced unknown movements over the years.

First of all, it is Zhunti. In order to stabilize the luck of the west, the gates of the mountain are opened and a large number of disciples are recruited. No matter who they are, regardless of their aptitude, regardless of their cultivation level, as long as they can come to Mount Sumeru, no one will come. refuse.

After ten thousand years, the number of disciples of the Western Sect has greatly surpassed that of the Jie Sect, breaking through to a million.

Of course, most of them are disciples of foreign sects taught by the West, and there are only a few thousand of them who have been personally taught by inner sects.

If there are big monks, if you look down from Mount Sumeru, you will be able to see the headquarters of the Western religion.

There are endless, inexhaustible, countless disciples who cannot be seen at a glance.

Although there are many disciples of the Western religion, it is better to have mixed good and bad than to cut off the teaching. Therefore, the luck of the West is only stable for a short time, and has not really stabilized.

On this day, in the western land, Mount Sumeru is a place with a strong aura.

A bear demon in the early stage of Golden Wonderland sat on the ground.

The bear demon looked at the harsh environment around him and sighed.

"Well, the west is barren, and the reputation is well-deserved. My east is a hundred times stronger than the west. If it wasn't for listening to the Dao of Saints, how could I, Xiongba, come to such a place to practice?"

Xiong Ba exhaled all the turbid air in his heart, united heaven and man, and slowly absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The aura on his body also quietly increased and increased!

At some point, the innate aura gushing out from Xiong Ba's surroundings turned into countless strands of black energy.

The aura on Xiong Ba's body also gradually became violent and fierce.

After about a stick of incense, Xiong Ba suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood-red pupils were filled with countless hostility and evil aura.

"Roar, Roar, Roar!"

With a long roar, Xiong Ba transformed into a thousand-foot innate Taoist body, and charged towards Mount Sumeru!
This scene was staged separately on Mount Sumeru.

In the place of retreat of countless monks, what gushes out is no longer the innate aura, but the devilish energy that erodes everything!

Almost [-]% of the millions of immortals taught in the West were infiltrated by the demon energy, lost their minds, and went to kill Mount Sumeru mightily.

I don't know when, with Mount Sumeru as the center, the sky with a radius of millions of miles has dimmed!
The endless demonic energy is surging, and the whole world is filled with a gloomy and treacherous atmosphere, and the long night is coming!
On the top of Mount Sumeru, the ancient Bodhi tree exudes a faint golden light, covering the top of the mountain, and all evil spirits, treacherous evil spirits, can't invade at all.

Coupled with the addition of Zhunti, leading retreats to enlightenment, immersing your mind in it, the unity of heaven and man, you didn't notice any external changes for a while!

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, in the stronghold of the Western religion, the four practitioners, Maitreya, Dashizhi, and Ksitigarbha, who were practicing medicine, were startled by this surge of demonic energy in an instant, and their expressions were not good.

The pharmacist felt the devilish energy permeating the void, and his complexion changed drastically.

"This is... demonic energy!!"

The pharmacist looked at Maitreya and Dizang, and said anxiously, "You two and I will lead the Western Inner Sect to defend against the disciples eroded by the evil energy. The situation is overwhelming. You should go to Mount Sumeru quickly and report to the two saints."

Dashizhi nodded quickly, "I see."

After finishing speaking, he rushed to Mount Sumeru in a hurry.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Pharmacist, Maitreya, and Ksitigarbha ring the golden bell hanging on the Western Hierarch Hall.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of Daoist sound, and thousands of inner sects of the Western Sect woke up suddenly.

These are the core disciples of the Western religion, and they are also the foundation of the Western religion!
After explaining in a few words, the pharmacist shouted loudly.

"You are all the core disciples of my Western Sect. This time, Mount Sumeru has undergone major changes. You and I will rush to the top of Mount Sumeru as soon as possible to prevent the invasion of evil energy!"

On the top of Mount Sumeru, there is the treasure of the Western religion that suppresses luck, the golden lotus of twelve grades of merit.

This treasure has unlimited power, but it is most afraid of demonic energy. Once it is polluted by demonic energy, it may be difficult to recover its vitality for hundreds of millions of years.

"Yes, brother."

Thousands of disciples nodded in unison, and rushed to the top of Mount Sumeru in a mighty way.

At this time, Dashizhi had already rushed to the top of Mount Sumeru, and after passing through a layer of pale golden barrier, he met Bailian boy.

The Bailian boy is the boy of the congenital Bailian, the boy of Zhunti sage, and the perfect cultivation of Jinxian.

At this time, just as Bai Lian woke up from her latent cultivation, she saw the great momentum coming in a hurry, Bai Lian said in surprise.

"Brother Dashizhi came in a hurry, is there something important?"

"Something happened on Mount Sumeru. It's extremely urgent. I want to see Master right away. I'll trouble Junior Brother Bai Lian to report it."

Da Shizhi was extremely anxious, how long could they resist the hundreds of thousands of demonized monks alone?

Bai Lian showed a look of embarrassment, "Brother Da Shizhi, it's really a coincidence that the saints are all in retreat and enlightenment, and they have been told not to disturb, Bai Lian. Don't dare to disturb."

Dashizhi's expression became even more irritable, "Then, master, uncle, when will we be able to leave the customs?"

Bai Lian pinched her fingertips, calculated slightly, and said slowly, "It will probably take a few years to get out."

"several years?"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he grabbed Bai Lian and ran down Mount Sumeru.

"In that case, then I'll go top it first, and stick to it until the master and uncle come out of the customs."

Bai Lian said in shock, "Brother Dashizhi, what happened outside?"

"The devil's energy is backlashing, hundreds of thousands of disciples have been eroded by the devil's energy and are about to hit Mount Sumeru!"

"Ah, so serious?"

Halfway up Mount Sumeru, under the leadership of Medicine Master, Maitreya, Dashizhi, and Ksitigarbha, thousands of direct descendants of the Western Sect formed the Bodhi Formation!
The Great Bodhi Formation is the divine formation of the Western religion. With the bodhi seed as the eye of the formation, Zhunti guides and guides the two to perform it together. One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi, true and illusory, is the sage of Yuanshi Even the Pangu banner can't be broken.

At this moment, even though what Medicine Master and the others used was just a simplified version of the Bodhi Formation, its power should not be underestimated.

Roads of golden light cover the sky and cover the earth, purifying all evil spirits.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, those hundreds of thousands of monks who were polluted by the demonic energy rushed towards the summit of Mount Sumeru like crazy, but they couldn't cross the Bodhi formation!
As time passed, the saints, too, felt the turmoil in the West.

Counting with fingers, I couldn't help but understand the ins and outs, and smiled slightly.

Mount Sumeru, what is that place?
That was the place where Demon Ancestor Luohu and Dao Ancestor, raised eyebrows, Yin and Yang, and Qiankun mainly fought.

That battle was extremely tragic, not only the Western Spiritual Vein was shattered, but even Demon Ancestor Luohu had countless demonic blood spilling into the sky!
How terrifying is the blood of the Demon Ancestor?
It has been immortalized through the passage of time, and has evolved into endless magic energy, containing the law of darkness!

Over the past ten thousand years, the West has been recruiting and recruiting disciples in order to stabilize the luck of the Western teaching, and the luck of the West has temporarily stabilized.

But the spiritual energy consumption of Mount Sumeru has also reached an unprecedented level of terror!
Originally, the innate aura on Mount Sumeru was able to suppress the devilish energy at the core of Mount Sumeru.

But with the practice of millions of disciples, the innate aura decreased sharply, and finally he couldn't suppress the demonic aura.

Once the devilish energy gushed out, the sky and the earth changed color. This is a catastrophe belonging to the Western religion!
After the saints understood it, they closed their eyes again.

This time the backlash of the devilish energy seemed terrifying, turbulent, and menacing, but to the Western Sect, it was nothing serious.

Wait for Zhunti to lead the two saints out of the customs, and after that, it will be calmed down in an instant
A few years later, in the blink of an eye, an extremely strong bloody aura came from the halfway up Mount Sumeru.

The thousands of disciples who had been sticking to the Bodhi Formation had decreased by one-fifth, and all of them died in battle.

On the Bodhi formation, pure golden light radiated out, dividing the entire Mount Sumeru into clear lines, half golden and half pitch black.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples eroded by demonic energy hovered under the bodhi formation, ready to launch the next attack at any time!
The pharmacist shouted loudly, boosting morale, "We are all disciples of the Western religion, Mount Sumeru is the last inch of pure land of Mount Sumeru, and it is our disciple's duty to protect Mount Sumeru!"

"Yes, brother!!!"

The momentum of the disciples of the Western Sect is like a rainbow, and the mighty voice spreads all over the world!
Just when the pharmacist was about to lead the crowd, mobilize the bodhi array, and face the battle again.

From the top of Mount Sumeru, two streams of holy power suddenly surged out, sweeping across the prehistoric four corners.

For a moment, on Mount Sumeru, it seemed that two big suns were rising slowly, with rich golden light sweeping across the heaven and earth, driving away all the darkness.

(End of this chapter)