I Have a Trillion Merits

Yuan Yuan looked at Lao Tzu who was aside after saying this, hoping that Lao Tzu could help him.

After all, the two of them are Sanqing, and their friendship is far better than the others.

Moreover, Lao Tzu ranks second among the seven, second only to Hongyun, and naturally speaking has some weight.

That's why Yuan Yuan spoke like this, even if the Taoist ancestor once said.

The twelve golden immortals of the emperor made the killing in the war between the emperors and the emperor, and the calamity that just led to the twelve of them must be on the list.

However, the original true biography has fewer disciples, so I still don't want him to make the list.

That's why I said that there are very few true disciples under my sect, and I fear to damage the foundation and so on.

On the side I heard the original words, sighed, and then slowly said: "The original words are correct. I have the least true disciples under my sect. I really cannot make the list."

Anytime.

He looked at the Western Second Sage on the side again, and said, "You have many Western disciples. The previous battle of the Lich took away countless demon races with good aptitude."

"It's better to make more and fill in the list, so as to deal with this god's calamity."

As soon as this remark came out, the second sage of the West became furious.

Zhunti opened the mouth and said: "What does Brother Dao mean? I am so poor in the West that I can only use all spirits as disciples, and their qualifications are not good."

"There are only a few with good qualifications. If the battle is filled up, we will definitely have no one in the West in the future."

Xiuyin also opened his mouth and said, "Brother Dao said this, but do you want to break my Western heritage?"

Originally, seeing the two of them opening up like this, they immediately said: "You have many disciples in the West. This is a fact. Just fill in some out. I'll make up for it later."

"And this is an extremely simple method."

"simple?"

Zhunti sneered and said, "Since it's simple, why didn't Dao brother simply fill in the list of gods with the twelve golden immortals you dropped."

"After all, that is the one who caused the calamity."

"Furthermore, the teacher said that these twelve people are bound to be on the list of gods, why should Dao brother struggle?"

The original was very angry, but there was no way.

After all, what Zhun mentioned was true, and he had no way to refute it.

All Saints aside, watching all this with cold eyes.

Among these arguments, Nüwa was the easiest one, and there were no disciples under her.

Although Taoist ancestors once said that all the mortal spirits will be robbed, but with the cultivation base of the Saint Nuwa, there is no need to worry at all even if robbed.

After all, this catastrophe is not enough to endanger the saint.

Seeing Yuan Zhunzhun's speechless speech, Lao Zi immediately said: "There are indeed very few true reports under Yuan Yuan. This is an indisputable fact."

"I also hope that you fellows have mercy, besides, you have taken away many monster races from the battlefield with Lich before Buddhism."

"How about just filling these monster races on the list."

After I finished speaking, I suddenly felt something wrong in the atmosphere.

Suddenly I saw Nu Wa looking ugly.

Only then did I want to go, there is a deep cause and effect between Nuwa and the Yaozu.

Prior to this, the Western Two Saints had indeed taken away many monster races.

But it did not endanger her life. Although Nuwa was a little unhappy in her heart, she was still not angry.

But this time Lao Tzu proposed to let the monster races taken away by the Western Second Saints on the list, which would completely ruin the lives and future of those monster races.

Nu Wa's complexion instantly became ugly.

Upon seeing this, Hong Yun quickly said: "This time the tribulation of the gods, all spirits are in it, and it is naturally inevitable for us to wait."

"But if you just want one family to fill up the quota..."

"It's a bit too late."

When the original saw Hong Yun speak, his heart suddenly became even more angry.

The underworld.

Originally they had suppressed Hongyun, but no one would have thought that Houtu suddenly appeared and handed the underground palace to Hongyun.

This can be regarded as completely frustrating their calculations.

This time, all the disciples under his seat went to the world to find the whereabouts of the person who should be robbed.

But how could the person who should be robbed so easy to find.

Laozi looked at Hongyun and said, "What do you think this time, brother?"

Hearing this, Hong Yun was about to speak.

Yuan Yuan on the side took the lead and said: "Enough. Since I have different opinions, then I can use my own ability."

"Look at who is going to be robbed."

Hearing this, Hong Yun couldn't help but smiled, and said: "Since the younger brother has decided, it's up to you."

"This time, I will rely on my ability."

As soon as the voice fell, the primitive snorted, and he left the Zixiao Palace directly.

Laozi sighed, then turned and left.

The two western holy sages looked at the red cloud with a somewhat ugly expression. After all, before the calamity began, their Buddhism had lost a Ksitigarbha.

This red cloud complied with what the original said, each with his own ability.

Then the development of the situation is difficult to predict.

At that time, they don't know if they can get away from Buddhism.

The two turned around and left.

Nuwa looked at Hongyun and then at Tongtian, and couldn't help but smile: "Since this matter has been decided, then I will go back first."

Hong Yun smiled and said, "Okay."

Nu Wa smiled, and left the Zixiao Palace directly, rushing to the Wa Palace.

After Nuwa left, Tongtian smiled and said: "Brother Dao, the matter about the underground palace..."

Hong Yun smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Junior Brother doesn't need to be like this. I know you wait for the friendship for thirty thousand years."

"It doesn't have to be that way."

Seeing that Hongyun's expression was not fake, Tongtian couldn't help but smile: "Thank you for your understanding, then I will go back first."

Hongyun smiled, and after watching Tongtian leave, he also returned to Penglai Fairy Island.

...

After the twelve golden immortals under the original gate went down the mountain, they began to travel in the world.

At this time, the dynasty of the world had already changed its master.

Now the world is the Shang Dynasty, and the current Shang Wang is Tai Ding, Wu Yizi, and the son of Shang Wang Wu Yi.

Now the twenty-ninth monarch of the Shang Dynasty.

The Shang dynasty was powerful, and its strength far exceeded the original Xia dynasty.

now.

Just when Tai Ding was above the court, listening to the report from Baiguan below.

Suddenly I heard a report from the guard outside that a fairy came.

Since the Xia Dynasty, immortals have appeared in endlessly, but most of them are mortal monks, and there are few real immortals.

But the palace is heavily guarded, how can you not know this?

Ordinary mortal monks, how could they alarm the court with shouts.

The hundreds of officials looked outside one after another.

Even Tai Ding couldn't help but rushed out of the main hall and said, "I don't know which immortal is here, please tell me like inside the hall."

The guard outside the palace hurriedly said respectfully: "No!"

Afterwards, a guard led the visitors into the palace to meet the king of Shang.

I saw the visitor who was burly in stature, with piercing eyes, riding a huge black unicorn under his hip, and standing on the court after he came to the hall.

Pointing at the Shang Wang above, he said respectfully: "Wen Zhong, I have seen Shang Wang."