When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 741 Clouds move in all directions
Middle Earth, Longhu Mountain.

"Big Brother, have you heard that Shangqing's Fan Xiang will not be attending this Jiuzhou Dharma Assembly? Doesn't that mean Li You is the only one among the younger generation who can be your opponent?"

Several boys who looked no more than seven or eight years old surrounded Zhang Fuxiang, jumping up and down excitedly.

Zhang Fuxiang touched the boy's hair and said with a gentle smile, "There are so many heroes in the world, how can it be limited to just one or two people? This time, the three religions are all present at the Dharma Assembly, and there are countless talented people. Don't underestimate any of them."

The boy pouted and said, "Brother, you are too modest. Master Lin Lang of Shenxiao and Master Shen Huan of Wanfa were both defeated by you. I don't believe that a random person from this earthly immortal world can defeat these two great sect masters!"

As the most watched generation, the generation of Fan Xiang, Li You, and Zhang Fuxiang can indeed be described as a group of shining stars.

There are countless geniuses who have acquired the seeds of great supernatural powers and reached the first level of elixir.

You know, in the past, these were all peerless geniuses who were enough to suppress their contemporaries, but in this era, they appear in large numbers.

This is also the reason why many cultivators speculate that this generation is the one that will be doomed to calamity.

Even in this era of countless geniuses, Li You, Zhang Fuxiang and Fan Xiang are undoubtedly the most dazzling ones.

The history books of this period should have been filled with their stories, but it was a pity that an out-of-character guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The passionate chapter of the young hero ended hastily, and the story was brought directly into the real world that no one was interested in.

If Fan Xiang still regards Tang Yuan as an opponent and is still thinking about how to catch up.

After realizing the gap between himself and Tang Yuan, Zhang Fuxiang felt deeply insignificant. He threw away all his genius and arrogance and started practicing again.

When facing such an out-of-specification "peer", even if the other party has the possibility of being the reincarnation of a powerful being, it still has an irreversible impact on this group of chosen ones.

So Zhang Fuxiang flicked the boy's forehead and said with a relieved smile: "No matter who is strong or weak, win or lose, you will support Brother, right?"

"Of course."

"Brother will definitely win."

"It doesn't matter if I lose. Master said that as long as I don't cry, it's not shameful."

Zhang Daoji, who was not far away, looked at the harmonious scene in front of him and said silently in his heart: "Uncle, if you saw this scene in Jiuyou, I think you would understand me."

Those who surrounded Zhang Fuxiang so intimately were not all disciples of the Zhang family. In fact, most of them were from other families, and some were even boys recruited from the mortal world.

This was almost unimaginable before. The Zhang family, which had been in charge of Longhu Mountain for countless years, had already created a thick invisible wall with the descendants who were not surnamed Zhang.

Zhang Daoji still remembers that when he was a child, he had an extremely intelligent playmate who was far superior to him in both talent and understanding.

When he was young, Zhang Daoji admired him very much and regarded him as his elder brother.

But soon after his parents found out about this, he was transferred away from Zhang Daogui.

It was not until Zhang Daoji became a Taoist priest of Mount Longhu and participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony that he met his childhood playmate again.

However, the latter no longer had the wisdom and intelligence he once had, and was filled with the smell of money.

When he saw Zhang Daoji, he came up to him in a very flattering manner, pointed at himself, and shouted in an exaggerated expression: "Master, Master, do you still remember me?"

"I'm Luo Yi!"

At that time, Zhang Daoji only felt disappointed and ashamed, and didn't know why he admired such a person when he was young.

Until his cultivation level became higher and higher, his status became higher and higher, and he saw more and more things.

He gradually realized that the reason he had reached where he was today was not because of his outstanding talent.

It’s just because his last name is Zhang!

The reason why Luo Yi was indistinguishable from the crowd was simply because his surname was not Zhang!

He has held the Heavenly Master Seal and wielded the Divine Whip at Longhu Mountain, and has monitored the divine power of the world for many years.

His foundation is so profound that few in the world of earthly immortals can match him.

The Heavenly Masters of all generations only need to accept the inheritance in the Heavenly Master Seal step by step, and they will be able to break through the Primordial Spirit safely and become the Taoist Lord.

Therefore, the most important thing in Longhu Mountain is not talent, but bloodline!
Even if Zhang Dao Ji used the power of thunder to cleanse the most stubborn blood elements.

But in the eyes of the side branches and ordinary disciples, this is just another internal fight of the Zhang family! This concept has been engraved in their bones and blood. If they want to completely reverse it, it will not be achieved overnight.

But fortunately, Zhang Daoji has seen hope now. Compared with this, even the Jiuzhou Dharma Assembly seems less important.

……

West Desert.

An unknown and dilapidated temple.

A skinny old monk was treating an equally skinny old donkey. Next to the donkey was a haggard old woman.

The picture of the three of them standing together is really heartbreaking.

"Okay, grandma, take the old donkey back and let it rest for a few days. It's just too tired."

"Remember, you can't let it carry any heavy objects within ten days. Otherwise, its life may be in danger."

The old lady thanked him repeatedly at first, then said with a sad look: "My family of three depends on this old donkey for work. If it breaks down, what will we do?"

"Master, you have to help me."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist name, and said with compassion on his face: "Forgive me for being unable to help you. I am only a rudimentary doctor."

The old lady looked at the old monk with disappointment, sighed and said, "If animals can't do it, then only humans can do it."

After the old lady walked out of the temple, a fat monk with a ruddy complexion and wearing a bright red robe appeared out of nowhere.

"Amitabha, with your magical powers, you can easily save this old woman and her family from suffering. In this way, her heart will be pious to Buddha, why don't you do it?"

The old monk looked straight ahead, carefully arranging the tools he used to treat the donkey, and said calmly, "It's easy to save one person, and it's not difficult to save ten thousand people, but all living beings are suffering, and even the Buddha can't bear it, let alone you and me?"

"Master, this is wrong. Our Buddha is merciful and cannot bear to see the suffering of the world. He should save as many people as possible. If all the Buddhas do their best to make the heavens and the worlds full of bliss, then there will naturally be no more suffering and pain, and all living beings will be happy."

"In the past, the master and our sect had different ideas, so the abbot divided a part of this Western Desert and gave it to the master."

"But now, whether it is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss or the Pure Land of Vasubandhu, they are all paradises on earth. Ordinary people do not need to work hard. As long as they worship Buddha sincerely, my disciples will help them with their magical powers."

"On the contrary, in the area led by the master, the people are still toiling and poor, and there are constant disputes in the mortal world. I heard that many people even secretly ran away to the two pure lands."

"With your magical powers, you can naturally build this place into a Buddhist kingdom on earth and spread the Buddha's teachings. Why not do it?"

"If one wishes to understand all the Buddhas of the past, present and future, one should contemplate the nature of the Dharmadhatu, and realize that everything is created by the mind alone."

The old monk did not answer this question, but just replied with a verse.

Then he smiled and said, "I already know why you are here. I will go to the Jiuzhou Dharma Assembly myself, so you don't need to worry."

Although the task assigned to the fat monk by the abbot was unexpectedly easy to complete.

But there seemed to be a fire still accumulating in his heart, which was difficult to vent.

The questioning just now was like hitting cotton. There was no follow-up, which made him feel very depressed.

Therefore, the fat monk secretly decided in his heart that he would stay here for a few days to see whether all living beings are suffering or enjoying happiness under the old monk's philosophy!

……

Northern Xinjiang, the heart of the earth and the sea of ​​blood.

The black-haired young demon sat high on the seat of the leader in the center of the hall, while the five old demons, Sang Chan, Lian Tai, etc., sat on both sides below.

Looking down again, he saw that the entire hall was filled with people. All of the fifty Yuanshen demons from the Blood Sea Path were present.

However, the old demons who were rampant and unruly in the past were now as quiet as chickens. The scene looked like a school.

The young demon stroked the Qiongqi skull embedded in the chair and said with a smile: "I am not a cannibal, so please relax. This is just to discuss the candidates for the Jiuzhou Dharma Assembly. You should speak up and recommend yourself or others."

"For this Dharma Assembly, my Demon Sect will send out a total of ten people. There will be at most two people in each calamity, and at least one person."

"I see that the rest of you are all mediocre. I think that Wu Dao and Jiu You will need to put in more effort. I hope that you will do your best to help our Demon Sect shine in this Dharma Assembly, so that it will not bring shame to me."