Zuwudijiang

Chapter 60
"Brother!" Seeing Di Jun pondering, Tai Yi shouted worriedly.

When Di Jun came back to his senses, seeing Tai Yi's expression, he knew that he was worried for himself, so he couldn't help being moved.

"Don't worry, I, Di Jun, will not be defeated by these setbacks. Sooner or later, the shame that Di Jiang brought to me will be returned to him."

Hearing what Di Jun said, Tai Yi finally felt relieved.

"Their Heavenly God Demon Formation is very powerful. Without this, we can still compete." Tai Yi said.

"Oh? Do you have an idea in your heart?" Seeing Tai Yi say this, Di Jun asked subconsciously.

"Brother should know that the eyes of the Dutian Shensha formation are the twelve ancestor witches. If one is suddenly missing, will it be difficult to arrange the Dutian Shensha formation?" Tai Yi replied, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Suddenly there is one less?" Di Jun also had a little understanding of Tai Yi's thoughts.

"Exactly, the twelve ancestor witches together are indeed invincible. If they are divided and attacked, it will be much simpler."

"This matter is of great importance. If it is not successful, it will receive a frenzied counterattack, and we need to think about it in the long run." Di Jun frowned, and kept thinking about the perfect strategy in his heart.

Seeing that Di Jun knew what he meant, Tai Yi didn't say any more.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches fought in the Heavenly Court, which shocked many great supernatural beings. However, after this battle, the Great Desolate Land once again entered a dull state. So unknowingly, after another 3 years, several fascinating things happened. eye-catching things.First of all, Styx, a monk who has always been very low-key, suddenly jumped out. Seeing that Nuwa created a man and became a saint, he felt it for a while, so he couldn't help but also fiddled with it.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal for the human race. One life is only a hundred years, and there is no reincarnation. In so many years, countless lonely ghosts have been born. Because the sea of ​​​​blood is too dark, these lonely ghosts can't help but be attracted. Styx Feeling for a while, combined with these lonely souls with the water of the blood sea, a new race was formed, which Styx called Shura.Among the Shura tribe, the males are all blue-faced and fang-toothed, quite scary, but the females are all beautiful and beautiful.

But he said that this matter is also in line with the way of heaven, and many merits and virtues have been descended. Unfortunately, the amount of merits and virtues is not enough, and he cannot be directly sanctified like Nuwa. With this, Styx's strength has improved a lot, and he has directly reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage, but the distance from becoming a saint is still far away.

Even so, it still alarmed many great supernatural beings. Everyone was about the same in strength, but now Styx suddenly emerged and directly reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage. Apart from saints, I am afraid that only Di Jiang can surpass him. I am envious.

Then there is the matter of accepting disciples of the Sanqing. The three established a great religion, but there are very few disciples, so they all thought of accepting apprentices, so they announced to Hong Huang that the three of them will accept apprentices in Kunlun Mountain, and anyone who is destined can come try.For a time, all the Honghuang monks went, hoping to become the saint's disciples, so that they could have someone to rely on.

Lao Tzu only accepts disciples based on heart, but the requirements are extremely high. Among the tens of millions of monks, he couldn't find a suitable one. In the end, only two people were accepted as disciples, and the disciple was still only Xuandu.

Originally, a large formation was set up, and those who could pass could enter under the sect. In this way, many people passed through, and one of them was also a guest of Zixiao Palace. Yuan Yuan recalled that he had sat in the same class with him, he didn't want to pay, but he didn't want to go against his own words, and finally appointed him as the vice-master of interpretation, half a level higher than the other disciples, but this was only in name.Now, together with Guangchengzi who was previously accepted, there are also 15 people under the sect of Chanjiao, namely Randeng, Nanji Xianweng, Yunzhongzi, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yuding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren, Huanglong Zhenren, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun .The latter 12 people were later collectively called the Twelve Golden Immortals.Among them, Daoist Huanglong was trapped in the Qiankun cauldron by Dijiang for tens of thousands of years, and then withdrew from the dragon clan.

And Tongtian, in line with the principle that there is no discrimination in teaching, as long as you sincerely ask for advice, you will accept all of them. At one time, nearly ten thousand monks were accepted.Among them, there are not many disciples, only Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao (Yunxiao, Bixiao, Qiongxiao), Daoist Duobao, Our Lady of Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Golden Light, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Guiling and so on.

There are so many disciples, most of whom are wet-born and egg-coated and armored, which naturally made Yuan Yuan unhappy. The two quarreled every day, and even brought Lao Tzu in. In the end, I don't know who mentioned it first, but the three of them split up. Later, Lao Tzu brought his disciples to Shouyang Mountain and built Bajing Palace; Tongtian came to Jinao Island in the East China Sea and built Biyou Palace, while Yuanyuan stayed in Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. name.

But he said that today, Houtu had nothing to do, so he couldn't help coming to the Dijiang tribe. He hadn't seen his eldest brother for a long time, and couldn't help but miss him a little.It just so happened that Di Jiang also woke up from his practice, and the two couldn't help chatting and walking around the tribe at the same time.Seeing that the people and witches get along well, they are both in a good mood.

"Brother, why did you insist on helping the human race?" Houtu looked around at the human race who formed a team with the witch clan to hunt, and couldn't help asking curiously. In his heart, Di Jiang was not the kind of person who liked trouble.

"Is the human race not good? They are kind-hearted. Compared with the Lich race, they are much gentler." Di Jiang casually said.

"But they are so pitiful. They will live, grow old, get sick and die, at most not more than a hundred years." Hou Tu said, looking at Di Jiang with some hope.

When Di Jiang heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that you are blaming me for not passing down the cultivation method to them." Di Jiang paused for a moment, then looked into the distance, "The birth, old age, sickness and death of the human race is a special arrangement of heaven. , as a brother, I dare not forcibly change it. Didn’t you see that Lao Tzu, who is the leader of the human religion, didn’t dare to interfere too much with the cultivation of the human race, except for passing down a few incomplete books of the golden alchemy Taoism.”

Houtu seemed to understand, but just nodded and didn't speak.

Di Jiang looked at it, and couldn't help but continue to say: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with birth, old age, sickness and death. Only in this way can it show the preciousness of life. Like me, I have lived for so many years and spent most of my time practicing. It is also boring. Thinking about it, it may not be as wonderful as the human race has been for a hundred years."

"But after they died, they were really pitiful. They became lonely ghosts, helpless, helpless, and endured suffering in the world until their souls disappeared..." Houtu said this, feeling more and more sad in his heart, and he couldn't say anything down.

After hearing this, Di Jiang's face changed suddenly, and he said angrily, "Don't think about it anymore. It's normal for living beings to dissipate after death. It's the way of heaven, otherwise, who would love to live?"

Seeing that Di Jiang was suddenly angry, Hou Tu was a little confused, but he was weak and dared not speak, although he felt that Di Jiang's words were far-fetched.

Looking at Houtu's expression, Di Jiang also realized that he was losing his composure. He couldn't help calming down his emotions, and then continued: "After death, a living being becomes a lonely ghost, even a monk. , must have his own reasons, don't think about it any more."

"Understood." Hou Tu said casually, not knowing what was going on in his mind, which made Di Jiang very worried.

"Brother, I see that you are still in the middle stage of quasi-sage, is it because you have not been diligent in your cultivation recently?" Di Jiang asked suddenly.

"No way, Gonggong and the others also have this kind of cultivation." Houtu replied.

"I think you'd better put aside the tribal affairs and go to Pangu Temple to practice." Di Jiang continued, with a tone that could not be refuted.

After thinking about it, it was okay, so he nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Houtu agreed, Di Jiang heaved a sigh of relief, and then continued: "This time you need to be more diligent in your cultivation, so let's tentatively set up the one-yuan club." You guard."

"Yuanhui!" Houtu said in surprise.

"One yuan will pass in the blink of an eye for us, why are you so surprised." Di Jiang said with a smile.At the same time, I thought in my heart that reincarnation should have appeared long ago, as long as it has nothing to do with my descendants, whoever loves will be transformed.It's just that he doesn't want to admit it in his heart. How is doing so different from deceiving himself?

(End of this chapter)