Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 411 Sanskritism
"How about adding a little more." Taoist Zhunti's eyes were bright.

"When I look at the sects and traditions of the great Vedic world, they are only in rudimentary form."

"Since the Supreme Being feels that the teachings of my Western religion are quite consistent with the great world of Veda, why can't I allow Western religion to be the orthodoxy of the great world of Veda?"

"As long as the Supreme Being can agree to this matter, the teachings of my Western religion can be changed by the Supreme Being at will."

"Then what if I, the Supreme Being, want to change your Western religion to Brahmanism and regard Brahman as your venerable one? No one who is not my heaven and earth can become Brahman?" Veda laughed.

"This..." Taoist Zhunti hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth. "If we two brothers can also become Brahman, we will follow the will of the Supreme Being."

The Western religion is the hard work of the two brothers - if in order to strengthen the Taoist tradition and change to the Brahma religion, the two brothers are rejected and cannot even become 'Brahma', then what sacrifices the two brothers have made , aren’t they all turned into wedding clothes?

"Do you agree with this?" Veda looked at Taoist Zhunti in front of him, seemingly thoughtful, as if he could see through Taoist Zhunti's considerations at a glance.

"Could it be that you are trying to change the doctrine this time so that you can change it back again if you get the chance in the future?"

"How can I, the Supreme Saint, be a double-dealing person?" Taoist Zhunti's face turned red.

"If the Supreme Being is unwilling to part with this condition, we can just return to the West and fight each other."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Veda raised his hand.

Even though the Saint is the ultimate form of Daluo, he is still qualitatively different from the founder of the world.

I thought that it would be easy to kill a saint who stood outside the world at the beginning of the world.

"If you can't strengthen the Taoist tradition, what's the point of dying?" Taoist Zhunti said in an extremely tough tone.

In the great world of Pangu, there was no existence that created the world.

Therefore, the war between Pangu World and other great worlds was originally about death in the end.

"The Supreme Being himself said that what you need is time."

"Looking at the entire Pangu world, only we, the Western Sect, can cooperate with the Supreme to get the time that the Supreme wants."

"If you swear that the teachings I compiled for Brahma will not be changed in the slightest, I will allow you." Brahma Veda said aloud.

"Brahma teaches annihilation." After seeing the new teachings compiled by the Brahma Veda, Master Zhunti immediately swore, "If my two brothers one day intend to re-establish the teachings, they will suffer the pain of annihilation and sink forever."

"After my brother's death, the True Brahma of the present time will take over the Brahma religion again and bring order to the chaos."

"I heard that there is a primitive heavenly demon under the throne of the Supreme Being, whose incarnation is formless, powerless and thoughtless. There is a demon that tests the power of all living beings. Those who do not uphold the Supreme Dharma cannot avoid it."

"To show my sincerity, after my two brothers have passed away, the original demon can hold the supreme order and test the Brahma disciples to choose the true Brahma."

Zhunti lowered his head and said.

Not only did he risk his own life.

It even directly transferred the leadership of the sect to the 'Now True Brahma'.

Even the power to choose the 'now true Brahman' was directly handed over to the Vedas.

No matter from which perspective, this vow can be said to be full of sincerity.

"In this case, I will allow your Brahma religion to be the orthodoxy of my two great worlds!" Under such conditions, Brahma Veda also happily agreed.

"In this way, your two brothers will wait for Shura to challenge the Emperor of Heaven in Pangu Heaven, and then follow me directly into Pangu Heaven!"

Steady!

In an instant, such thoughts emerged in the minds of both parties in this other dimension.

"Two of the four saints in the Pangu world have turned against each other. This battle is over!" Brahma Veda thought.

"The destiny of the Vedic world has been grafted into the Pangu world."

"Now, even the Dharma of teaching the great world of Veda has been obtained!" Taoist Zhunti also glanced at Taoist Jie Yin, who had his eyes closed.

All preparations have been completed.

So now, there is only one thing left.

"Step into the great world of Pangu."

“Bring Vedas into the great world of Pangu!”…

Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Hall.

In the deserted heaven, Ao Bing walked around in circles and stopped in front of a palace - it was Yang Jian's Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Palace.

This is the temple that appeared in the heaven when Yang Jian became a god after becoming a god.

However, the position of this palace between heaven and earth is extremely vague.

Until now, Ao Bing didn't know what the fundamental authority of Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun was.

But between heaven and earth, there is indeed the position of the True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao. Standing in front of the True Lord Palace, Ao Bing can even clearly feel that the existence of the True Lord Palace is the same as that of heaven and earth. Somewhere, there is an extremely mysterious echo.

And the source of this echo...

"Landscape?" Ao Bing frowned slightly.

Not for anything else, but for the landscape itself.

The mountains, rivers and land veins can be said to be one of the most complex things in the Pangu world - its complexity is no less complicated than the so-called entanglements of people's hearts.

The mountains, rivers and ground veins are the source of vitality for the great world of Pangu.

But all the creatures in the Pangu world, whether they are mortals, practitioners, gods, beasts, livestock, etc., as they gather, disperse, transfer, etc., the mountains, rivers, and earth will naturally change. Move with it.

In addition, there are humans who dig rivers and dig mountains for roads... immortals and gods paint the land to form rivers... and even the mountain gods and water gods expand their authority...

Etc., etc……

All these actions will trigger changes in the landscape.

However, these changes may not be beneficial to the world as a whole.

Therefore, for the gods in the Pangu world, as long as their authority involves the mountains and rivers, their responsibilities must include suppressing the stability of the mountains and rivers, sorting out the flow of the mountains and rivers, etc...

And this requires an unusually large amount of energy and time from the gods.

But Yang Jian... If Ao Bing remembers correctly, Yang Jian has not returned to heaven for eight hundred years on the battlefield in outer space.

So how does he maintain the authority over the mountains, rivers and earth within his authority?
Or is it that, as he voluntarily gives up, the part of his authority that belongs to the mountains and rivers is about to disappear?

Or maybe, before Yang Jian left, he had arranged for someone to help him sort out the atmosphere of the mountains, rivers and earth under the cover of authority?

"Let's go in and take a look." Ao Bing hesitated for a moment, then moved forward and gently knocked on the door of the Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Palace.

Lord Wude Xing, as a great god at the Da Luo level, suddenly raised his flag of rebellion. Even though there were various rules and regulations for the Zhoutian Star Formation to suppress the heaven and earth, the authority of many gods would inevitably be affected.

And the more complex that authority is, the greater the impact will be.

Yang Jian's authority of Qingyuan Wonderful Way was born later than Ao Bing's authority of Qinglong, and is even more unstable. If he is not careful, the landscape-related part of his authority may really be transferred and dispersed.

Contrary to Ao Bing's expectation, his fingers clicked on the door of the True King's Palace, and the door of the True King's Palace burst open. The skylight fell, and in an instant, the interior of the True King's Palace was illuminated. Extremely bright.

In the hall, there is a white-faced scribe who is drawing on calligraphy and painting with a pen.

The breath of the mountains, rivers and earth's veins rises from the beginning of the pen - obviously, this scribe is the god left by Yang Jian to sort out the mountains, rivers and earth's veins for him.

Once illuminated by the skylight, the white-faced scribe instinctively raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Between his fingers, Ao Bing's figure also fell into the scribe's eyes.

The inexplicable hostility also appeared in an instant and passed by in a flash.

"Who are you?" Stimulated by this hostility, Ao Bing's eyes also fell on the white-faced scribe, and then some information about the white-faced scribe emerged in front of Ao Bing's eyes.

Immediately, Ao Bing couldn't help but curse.

"Grass!"

"It's you!"

(End of this chapter)