I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 57: The Miserable Lantern

After the Taoist Ancestor achieved the Dao, a sense of weirdness appeared in the ancient world.

The three major forces, the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Heavenly Court, all have peerless formations that can rival those of saints. Originally, the three were the only two in power, but now some saints have appeared.

Sanqing and Xifang have been feeling proud since they came back from Zixiao Palace.

A disciple of Daozu! With this status, few people in the prehistoric world dare to offend him, not to mention that he has the status of a saint.

heaven.

After Nuwa, Chang Xi and Xihe returned to their own dojo to practice, Kunpeng laughed excitedly in the Immortal Master Hall.

"Haha, I really made a profit this time."

Looking at the treasures shining with spiritual light in the auspicious clouds, Kunpeng couldn't stop smiling.

He collected thirty-six innate spiritual treasures obtained on the Treasure Fen Cliff alone, such as the famous ones in later generations: the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, the Qiankun Map, the Treasure Box, the Six Soul Banner, the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Fairy Robe, the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern, the Yuxu Colored Glaze Lamp, the Southern Lidi Flame Flag, etc.

"Fixed number!?"

Looking at these innate spiritual treasures, Kunpeng sneered. All innate spiritual treasures have a fixed number, as do cause and effect. In the end, in the prehistoric world, it is the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is.

Speaking of cause and effect, the two people in the West owed Hongyun Saint Position for the cause and effect of taking away Kunpeng, wasn’t the debt owed by them big enough?

The final result is one death and the other hiding. If there really is cause and effect, why don't the two people in the West resolve the cause and effect?

"saint!"

At this time Kunpeng fell silent. Feeling the primordial purple energy coming from his soul, he couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile.

The so-called Hongmeng purple energy is nothing more than a saint created by the Taoist Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao to sort out the prehistoric world. The Three Pure Ones and the Westerners all have to spread the Taoist Ancestor's Dao and educate the prehistoric world.

"My chance to become a saint is Heaven!"

Kunpeng couldn't help but frown. This meant that other people would become saints very quickly, but he alone needed to rely on the accumulation of time in heaven.

"According to Daozu's idea, the Heavenly Court has the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, so there is nothing to worry about. Becoming a saint is only a matter of time. But will they just sit there and watch?"

Thinking of this, Kunpeng couldn't help but narrow his eyes. His light golden eyes seemed to see through the thirty-six heavens and looked directly at Mount Kunlun and Mount Xumi in the west.

The Three Pure Ones of Yuanshi, Jieyin of the West, and Zhunti will not sit idly by and watch him become a saint.

"Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, if you can't find your satisfaction, don't blame me, Kunpeng, for overturning the chessboard!"

After Kunpeng sneered, his figure slowly disappeared in the heaven, and the figure was already heading towards the lower world.

Yuanjue Cave on Vulture Peak.

“Ran Deng! If you know what’s best for you, hand over the magic treasure! Otherwise, don’t blame us for being ruthless!”

Taoist Master Ran Deng stared at the three monks in front of him with a frustrated look on his face and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He knew that the situation was not in his favor and he couldn't force his way through.

"I came here to search for spiritual treasures. Since the three Taoist friends found it first, I will not steal it."

Randeng gave a bitter smile. As a struggling monk, facing a powerful enemy, he did not force himself to take the lead, but instead honestly surrendered.

Kunpeng in the dark naturally saw this scene and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

This Taoist Master Ran Deng is truly worthy of being a great man who emerged in later generations. He is able to bend and stretch, and is indeed extraordinary. His image is also excellent.

After all, he was able to catch Yuanshi's eye, and there was even a description of Randang in The Investiture of the Gods.

He has the appearance of an immortal and the temperament of a Taoist priest, with two buns on his head, wearing the colors of heaven and earth, wearing a black Taoist robe, and with white cranes flying in the clouds and a rosy glow appearing in front of him.

From this we can see the appearance of this Taoist priest Ran Deng. The two words "Qian" and "Kun", Qian represents white and Kun represents black, which means that Ran Deng is wearing a black and white Taoist robe.

"Randang first expounded the teachings, and then entered Buddhism. Although it took a long time, it was also a bumpy road."

Kunpeng nodded secretly. He only had admiration for Randeng. Everyone said that Randeng was a shameless person, but was there anything wrong with Randeng?
After he joined the Chan Sect, Yuanshi did not give him a treasure. He was only given the title of deputy leader but was not Yuanshi's disciple, so the twelve golden immortals below were not convinced.

The position was extremely awkward, and let's talk about the battle of Conferred Gods. The Twelve Golden Immortals were in danger of death, so what did that have to do with Ran Deng?
As a result, this deputy leader ran around for the Chan sect, but got nothing in return. In the end, he betrayed the sect, and Kunpeng laughed at him with disdain.

“This is also a rare talent.”

I quite admire Ran Deng Kun Peng, especially his ruthless methods and his adaptability.

"Haha, thank you, fellow Daoist Ran Deng."

After the three monks received their spiritual treasures, they immediately smiled. Randeng was not stupid either. He bowed with a smile on his face and said:
"Then you three can share the treasure when you return. I am injured so I will take my leave now."

When Randeng was about to leave, his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, as if he was telling the three people that if they really wanted to keep him, he would have to fight to the death.

More importantly, the three of them went back to divide the treasure? Isn't this an obvious attempt to alienate them? At this time, it would be better for Ke Ran Deng to fight hard and divide the treasure first.

After seeing this scene in secret, Kunpeng smiled. However, after the Taoist Master Ran Deng escaped, although the three of them were wary of each other, they also knew to go back first.

"Haha, this treasure is destined to be with me, my three fellow Taoists, please stay."

At this moment, a tempting voice echoed, and facing the three cultivators who had just entered the Daluo realm, Kunpeng transformed into the appearance of Zhunti, not worrying at all about being seen through.

Although nowadays almost everyone among the prehistoric cultivators can see through magical powers, the difference between this and a higher realm is not a small one.

"I am the Western Zhunti from Zixiao Palace, paying my respects to you."

Kunpeng, who had transformed into the Taoist Zhunti, looked at the three people with a smile. The three people were even more shocked and angry when they saw him.

"Senior, you can't bully the weak..."

However, before he finished his words, Zhunti's face changed and he used his magical powers directly. Immediately, miserable cries were heard in the valley.

After a moment, the three aggrieved and angry monks in the valley looked at the departing figure of Zhunti with expressions of grief and indignation.

"Zhunti!"

From the screaming and lung-shattering voice, one could imagine what the three people had gone through.

"This is too much bullying. I want to seek refuge in heaven!"

"In the ancient world, only the witch clan, the demon clan and the heavenly court are not afraid of Zhunti!"

"I'm going to join the demon tribe!"

At this time, Kunpeng turned into a light and flew away, but a smile appeared on his face as he looked at the treasure in his hand.

"The Qiankun ruler is really easy to obtain."

Although Randeng arrived at Zixiao Palace a step late, he was still considered a person who listened to Taoism in Zixiao Palace, so naturally he also had the opportunity to share the treasures with the Taoist Ancestor.

Lingbao, who drifted from Fenbao Cliff to the prehistoric world, will naturally look for his destined person, and Ran Deng naturally has this destiny.

On top of a high mountain, Kunpeng looked at the two innate spiritual treasures in his hands and couldn't help but smile. The power of the twenty-four heavens was now a great help to him.

Although he can borrow the power of the thirty-six heavens, and it seems that the twenty-four heavens are useless, but since others know that he can borrow the power of heaven, naturally his opponents will find ways to deal with him when fighting him.

Who among the powerful people in the ancient times doesn’t have a few trump cards?

However, after seeing Ran Deng carefully hiding in a valley in the distance, he couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, "Well, this time it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity."

A stream of light flew towards the heaven, and Taibai Jinxing seemed to sense something. He immediately showed a respectful look and bowed in the direction of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven.

"Follow the Emperor's order."

The Emperor Kunpeng sent him a message, asking him to go to the lower world to recruit a Taoist named Randang. Taibai Jinxing naturally did not dare to delay any longer.

At this time in the ancient world, Kunpeng turned into a stream of light and headed towards the direction of the Wu clan.

"Whether we can muddy the waters this time depends on the Wu Clan!"

(End of this chapter)