Prehistoric: Download the Saint's Cultivation at the Beginning

Chapter 124 You can’t teach me what I want to learn!
Jiang Chen chose to understand the law of power first. After all, the law of power ranked first among the three thousand laws, and it can be said to have endless power.

Perhaps because he has already mastered the law of force, it is not too difficult for him to comprehend the law of force.

The law of force continued to evolve, and in Jiang Chen's eyes, it turned into a series of obscure symbols, flooding into his mind, and Jiang Chen watched them over and over again.

"So Easy?"

Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and said with surprise, in a short period of time, Jiang Chen had roughly seen the edge of the law of power, and he could be considered as the beginning of enlightenment.

Fortunately, there is no one else here. If there were anyone, they would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood when they heard this.

It is extremely difficult to understand the great ways and laws, no matter what. Even a saint would not dare to say it is easy.

Why is it that when I get to your kid's place, I feel as free as drinking water?

Jiang Chen was overjoyed. This time he was not around, and it could be said to be a bountiful harvest.

The Avenue of Power, the Nine Spears to Open the Sky, the Law of Power, the Jade Butterfly Fragments of Creation
"Now, I have the Law of Earth, the Law of Reincarnation, and the Law of Strength."

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, these are his most powerful trump cards.

"We must master more laws. In this way, we will be able to protect ourselves during the immeasurable calamity. At the same time, we can do our best to protect the Jie Jiao disciples during the Conferred God War."

Jiang Chen glanced at the boundless void, and the pressure in his heart became even more intense. In seclusion, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the immeasurable calamity is getting closer and closer. After that, the battle to confer the gods will begin.

He knew that in that battle, almost all the disciples of Jie Jiao were killed and injured, and the prosperous Jie Jiao in the past could no longer regain its former glory. In fact, only a few of the thousands of disciples were left to accompany Tong Tian Shen. beside.

In his previous life, Jiang Chen might have viewed this era of blood and fire as a story, but it was different now. As the leader of the Jie Jiao, it was his natural duty to protect the Jie Jiao safe and sound.

Moreover, for tens of thousands of years, Tongtian had been his teacher and father. Whether he was angry at Lingxiao or challenging the River Styx, Tongtian always protected him and never scolded him.

How could Jiang Chen not reciprocate such friendship?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen became more motivated and fell into seclusion again, quietly comprehending every law in the fragments of the jade disk of creation.

Not to mention Jiang Chen.

The prehistoric West, Western religion.

Zhunti sat upright on the golden lotus of the twelve grades of merit and virtue, with a solemn appearance and recited the name of the Buddha.

If someone didn't understand his shameless behavior, they would definitely think that he was an enlightened monk when they saw this scene.

At a certain moment, Zhunti suddenly broke through and opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his calm face.
He turned his eyes to the east and said:
"Haha, someone who is destined to our Western Sect has finally appeared. I will transform you into our Western Sect right now!"

Before he finished speaking, the golden lotus of twelve grades of merit was already empty, and there was still Zhunti's figure.

At the same time, Saint Jieying, who had closed his eyes to realize the Tao, glanced doubtfully in the direction of Zhunti and sighed:
"Oh, this is my junior brother."

Thousands of miles away from the blood sea, a figure walked slowly in the vast mountains, it was Jin Chanzi.

Today, Jin Chanzi has completely stabilized his cultivation.

He was thinking at this moment that when he transformed, he had been enlightened by Jiang Chen, so he was grateful to the latter and had always wanted to worship Jiang Chen as his teacher. Now that his realm was completely stable, he had nowhere to look for Jiang Chen. He couldn't help but let go He was very depressed.

Suddenly, Jin Chanzi seemed to feel something, and his body suddenly flashed.

Looking back, he saw a monk suddenly appearing where he was standing before. Behind him, there were many strange phenomena, such as a giant tree reaching the sky with great splendor, and thousands of green lotuses blooming, which was extremely magical.

"Who are you?"

Jin Chanzi frowned. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been injured by this person by now!
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jin Chanzi was startled. Feeling the incomparable vast fluctuations in the man's body, Jin Chanzi was a little dazed. This man seemed to be a saint?

Looking at the vision behind it, Jin Chanzi was even more frightened. Visions coming from the sky can only happen in the realm of saints.

"I am Zhunti. I have secretly observed that you have a connection with our Western religion, and I have come to express my kindness to you!" That's right, it was Zhunti who suddenly appeared. He was planning to take action secretly and directly transfer the gold to you! Chanzi was taken to teach in the West.

There was no other way. It was true that the last time he forcibly converted Jiang Chen, Zhunti suffered a hidden loss and caused the fate of the Western religion to become dirty. Therefore, this time Zhunti did not want to cause trouble and prepared to take action forcefully.

Fang Zheng, Zhunti was not the first to do such despicable tricks in secret. For him, he did not have the dignity and dignity of a saint.

"That's right, the innate spirit has transformed into the form, and the moment it transforms into the form, it will be the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

Zhunti looked at Jin Chanzi, and naturally the latter's cultivation could not be concealed from Zhunti.

"You are destined to be my Western sect, so you can be my disciple!"

Zhunti spoke proudly, as if it was a great favor to Jin Chanzi.

However, what he didn't expect was that Jin Chanzi shook his head: "Thank you Saint for your kindness, but I don't need it!"

As early as when he learned about Jie Jiao from his benefactor Jiang Chen, he yearned for the freedom of Jie Jiao, so he only wanted to join Jie Jiao.

But Zhunti didn't know what Jin Chanzi was thinking.

Hearing Jin Chanzi's rejection, Zhunti almost stumbled and almost thought he heard wrongly. He didn't expect Jin Chanzi to reject him so simply and mercilessly.

"I have a profound foundation in Western religion, and I have countless magical powers for you to practice. You are just a little Taiyi Golden Immortal. What's more, I am a saint, so I can't teach you?"

Saying this will make your heart beat fast even if your face is not red.

However, Jin Chanzi ignored it and just continued to say lightly:
"You can't teach me what I want to learn!"

The voice fell, and thunder broke out.

"Boom!"

Deafening, thunder exploded not far away from the two of them, and it actually caused thunder on the ground.

Zhunti was surprised and happy. He didn't expect Jin Chanzi to be so bold and dare to say that he couldn't teach him. Shouldn't he be said to be a destined person for me in the Western religion? He was not afraid even in the face of a saint!

After thinking this, he stopped talking. At this moment, he suddenly took action, transforming into a giant palm more than ten feet wide, crushing the void, and grabbing Jin Chanzi directly.

His purpose of coming was very clear, especially since Jin Chanzi said he didn't need it, so he didn't need it?

Jin Chanzi's face changed drastically when he saw this scene. How could he resist the saint's attack?

However, Jin Chanzi could only mobilize all his magic power at this time and suddenly blasted towards the illusory giant palm.

When the two collided, Jin Chanzi's moves had no effect, and they couldn't even stop the giant palm's offensive.

In the blink of an eye, the giant palm arrived and slapped Jin Chanzi hard, but it was obvious that Zhunti was deliberately controlling the force and did not hurt Jin Chanzi. Instead, the moment it came into contact with the latter, the giant palm disappeared from the body. Invisibly, it turned into a magic restriction, imprisoning Jin Chanzi's heartbeat, making it impossible for him to escape.

"It seems like you haven't mastered any great magical powers yet, so just follow me back to the West to teach!"

Zhunti said pointedly, thinking to himself: Not like that damn boy last time.

Jin Chanzi was imprisoned and could only stare at Zhunti bitterly at this moment without saying a word.

Let Zhunti take him with him and disappear.

As soon as the saint thought, he traveled thousands of miles, and in a moment, he returned to the Western religion.

Zhunti looked at Jin Chanzi, who was glaring angrily. He was about to speak, but he sensed something and suddenly turned his head, with an unprecedented serious look on his face.

Staring at the sky, with thoughtful eyes, he murmured to himself:
"It's time to measure the calamity!"

(End of this chapter)