Prehistoric: Download the Saint's Cultivation at the Beginning

Chapter 33 The saint is horrified, this son is destined to the West!
Beyond the chaos, Wa Palace.

A huge cloud of black and yellow merit floated into it and slowly fell onto a beautiful figure in the palace.

"From the merits of the human race? What's going on?"

The beautiful figure opened her eyes slightly, and turned to look at the ancient land, as if she had penetrated time and space, and the next moment a reflection appeared in the palace.

Above it is a picture of the human tribe in Shouyang Mountain!
Because Jiang Chen allowed the human race to find the spirit of self-improvement, the immeasurable merits and virtues were not only gained by the human race and Jiang Chen, but also Nuwa, who created the human race, gained even more.

Although this group of merits is not small, Nuwa is a person who has achieved sainthood through merits, and the merits she receives when she becomes a saint are even more terrifying. She has never seen any big scenes, so she did not pay too much attention to her and looked at them indifferently. He closed his eyes.

The prehistoric West, Western religion.

Under the Seven Treasures Tree, two figures sit on the golden lotuses of the twelve grades of merit.

Astonishingly, they are Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin!

In addition, there are countless monks sitting below the two saints, listening to the sermon.

The saint preached, accompanied by visions, not to mention two saints preaching at the same time. In an instant, endless mysterious avenues bloomed here!
Apart from Jiang Chen, probably no monk has ever heard the two saints preach together.

With this in mind, I have to say that Western monks are extremely lucky.

However, it can also be said that Western religious monks are extremely unlucky.

After all, after experiencing the battle between Tao and Demon, the demon ancestor Luohu detonated the ancestral lineage of the West. As a result, the Western religion not only lacked spiritual treasure resources, but also had few people with decent talents. It can be said to be the poorest place in the world.

Even though two saints were preaching at the same time, the monks listening below were confused, and some even fell asleep and openly snored!

It is not difficult to see how bad the Western monks are.

"Do you understand?"

Suddenly, Zhunti stopped his sermon and looked at the disciples below with hope, as if he was afraid that they were not motivated enough, and added: "If anyone understands, you can directly teach my Western disciples!"

That’s right, in the ancient East, countless disciples of saints who were difficult to join could join the religion, but in the West, anyone who understands the religion can join it!
It's like there is no threshold.

This is also a helpless move for Zhunti. There is no way. With this condition in the West, most people have extremely poor talents. If they can recruit good disciples amid the extremely poor talents, they are already lucky.

Today, this is the current situation of Western religion.

Compared with Sanqing at this time, it is simply a comparison between heaven and earth.

However, even though the threshold was lowered, no one agreed. They all just shook their heads.

Seeing this, the wrinkles on Zhunti's forehead were layered one after another, and the pained expression on his face became even more sad. Then he looked towards the ancient east in tacit understanding, with endless envy in his eyes!
The East is different from the West. Countless powerful people have been born there, and people with outstanding talents abound. If it weren't for the Three Pure Ones guarding them, I'm afraid they would have been able to rob them!
However, just as they were performing the "Looking at Plum Blossoms to Quench Thirst" method, unlike in the past, a mass of immeasurable merit appeared in their eyes!

"With such great merit, what happened in the East?"

The expressions of the two of them changed, and then with a flick of Zhunti's sleeves, a scene appeared in the void!

The person in the picture is none other than the time when Jiang Chen was talking about the human race's spirit of self-improvement and the immeasurable merits gained!

"The perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal can lead to such huge merits. What has this person done?"

As soon as the screen appeared, a disciple below was heard exclaiming in surprise.

After the words fell, Zhunti Jieyin immediately twitched his eyebrows. Originally, they were still worried about the talent of their disciples, but now they see someone in the East who has brought such huge merits, and their hearts are filled with envy!
"Senior brother, this person is just lucky. I am afraid that he will use up a lot of luck to bring out such huge merits. I am afraid that there is no hope of bringing down merits next time. And I, the Westerner, can do it in the future!"

Zhunti said lightly, as if he was comforting his senior brother, and also seemed to be comforting himself. The saint cultivated his emotions without showing his emotions. Although he was envious in his heart, his expression did not change at all.

"Master, can we really do it in the future?" Before receiving a reply, a disciple below heard a question.

I almost choked to death when I answered Zhunti. Damn it, I didn’t see you so active when I was listening to the sermon, but now you have learned to answer questions quickly?
And he couldn't even hear words of comfort. Not only was his disciple's talent extremely poor, he was also missing a string in his head!

Fortunately, the embarrassment between the two of them was quickly transferred.

because.

In the picture, Jiang Chen happened to gain another meritorious deed by drilling wood to make fire!
Zhun mention: "..."

Seeing this, not only did the Western disciples exclaim, but even Zhunti Jieyin was dumbfounded!
No one expected that the slap in the face would come so quickly!

Zhunti: "Ahem, next time, next time he won't have merit!"

But at this moment, the scene changed again, and it happened to be the time when Jiang Chen was frantically collecting merit!
Western Teaching disciples: "Master, is this what you mean by running out of luck?"

Zhunti: "...Yes, it will definitely be this time!"

Western disciples said: "Master, he has brought merit again!"

Zhunti: "I, I..."

Western Teaching disciples: "Oh no, Master, another meritorious deed has been lost!"

Zhunti: "...Hey, that's it, he actually has my Western wisdom!"

Western teaching disciples: "Here we come again!"

Zhunti: "...Well, I was wrong again. This boy has a destiny with me in the West!!"

Western teaching disciples: "It's coming, it's coming, merit is coming on auspicious clouds!"

Zhunti: MMP "...Okay, I won't watch anymore!!!"

Whoa!
As the angry words fell, Zhunti waved his hand and took the picture back. Even the figure disappeared in front of the disciples and appeared out of thin air in the Western Sect Palace.

Out of sight, out of mind, now I am completely pure.

But despite this, the wrinkles on his forehead were much reduced, and there was a strange look in his eyes!

As a good friend of Zhunti, Jie Yinna still didn't understand his mood at this time.

To be honest, he was tempted when he saw Jiang Chen crazily sending out merits. The look of suffering disappeared, as if he had a second spring in his life. However, when he counted with his fingers, he found that Jiang Chen's whole person was covered by the heavenly secret, and he was completely exhausted. It took a lot of money to find out the identity of a disciple of Tongtian, and there is nothing more!
But just like that, Jie Yin's face froze and returned to endless sorrow again.

"Junior brother, that person is a disciple of Tongtian."

After thinking for a long time, Jie Yin decided to tell his junior brother the result.

really.

Upon hearing this answer, Zhunti's face froze, and an endless sadness emerged from his heart: "Brother, I understand."

Seeing his junior brother like this, Jie Yin felt the same, so he just sighed, patted his shoulder, and left.

It's not easy to meet such a genius, but you find out that that person is a disciple of Tongtian. This feeling is like the day before your wedding, your fiancée was told that she is someone else's wife. Who knows what it feels like!

However, after Jieyin left, Zhunti's expression changed unpredictably, sometimes entangled, sometimes frowning, and his eyes were thoughtful.
(End of this chapter)