Chapter 195 There is no end to the end of the two merchants
Ten years have passed. The saints of the heavens gathered in the Zixiao Palace again to negotiate for the quota on the list. Originally, this time they had little to do with Western Shamen. After all, the introduction directly carried the cause and effect of Shamen on the twelve golden lotus. Since then, they have just come to be a witness. No Guo Zhun mentioned that because of the last incident, he was angering for forcing his brother Sanqing. This time, he came to take the lead in trouble, and the target of the trouble was the Tongtian Master. However, Wen Zhun reprimanded him: "Among the three Qing Dynasty, there is only one direct disciple in Taiqing's lineage, and Yuqing's lineage is also mostly moral people, and there are people on the list in time. Among the few, only Taoist friends are mixed with fish and dragons, and there are many people, and there is also the title of ten thousand immortals coming to the dynasty. Naturally, it is not good to write a few more people to make up the balance and complete the friendship of the three Qing Dynasty.
This statement is also summed up after careful consideration. In terms, it is mixed under the head of the Tongtian Sect and consumes a lot of aura. There are many monks who like to act against the sky, which is not in line with the way of fend the heaven practiced by Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun has no good impression on the interception at all. It can even be said that Tianzun has been dissatisfied with the interception for a long time, but he has never explained his feelings.
Sanqing himself is also very clear. At this time, as soon as the quasi-mentioned words come out, that is, they put this situation that cannot be clearly stated on the surface. When it comes to the saint level, the exit becomes destiny. If Tianzun disagrees with the quasi-mentioned at this time, then naturally, he will naturally be blinded by Taoism in the future. Tens of millions of years of cultivation will not be able to advance, and if he agrees. If it is allowed to be mentioned, then there must be cracks in the friendship between Sanqing, so it can be said that no matter how Sanqing answers, it can benefit from it.
However, everyone present is not an idiot and knows the calculation of quasi-ti. At this time, even Xuanwei, who has no good impression of the Shangqing saints, feels that it is a little too much to see quasi-tidy so clearly destroying people's friendship. What he did at this time can be said to have broken the unspoken rules between saints. Therefore, when the Sanqing saint hummed angrily and made a joint effort to suppress Zhunsheng with his own pressure, Xuanwei and Nuwa also had no choice but to express their position and attitude. They stopped the saint for a moment, so that he could not immediately help Zhunti. After a single man was suppressed by three angry saints, they saw him. Later, the shadow of Bodhi flashed away, and then his face turned pale and the corners of his mouth were slightly bleeding. Obviously, his mind was damaged to a certain extent.
Of course, the Tongtian Master and Yuan Shi Tianzun were not much better. When their minds were shocked, they cooperated with Taiqing to forcibly suppress the saint and forcibly shocked the attention. The two of them were also hit back, and their faces were slightly pale. When they saw the injury, they couldn't help sighing and stepping. When he walked to Sanqing, the Buddha's light suddenly appeared on his body, and he merged into the broken Bodhi shadow behind the quasi-ti and said, "Good, good, good, although the disciple has passed this time, are the Taoist friends of Sanqing not ready to tell us your choice? After all, this time, whether it is me and my younger brother, or Xuanwei Nuwa, the two Taoist friends are just here to be a witness. Please make a quick decision.
Hearing this sentence, Yuanshi Tianzun believed to open his mouth, but when he saw that he closed his eyes slightly and said to Tongtian in a cold voice, "Brother Tongtian must also know that there are very few people in the poor Taoist interpretation, and there are few people except a few child waiters, so this Please take care of God's affairs. When Tianzun opened his eyes, his eyes were already calm, and his breath fluctuated slightly. Obviously, he was more refined.
"Brother Tao really wants to do this." Tongtian was stunned at first, and then the light in his eyes flashed away, suppressing his anger and said. At this time, Tongtian was also extremely angry, and he did not call his brother. He directly became a Taoist brother. Although Tongtian knew that his interception and his brother's interpretation were born to rush, there were many contradictions, and sooner or later they would explode. It was sent, but on this day, the ten-thousand-year-old holy heart still felt bursts of sadness.
"Brother Tongtian, poor Taoist, as early as when the three of us were still in Kunlun Mountain, we once persuaded you. There are all those who wear hair and horns under your door. There are many shallow roots, and few profound ones. Sooner or later, your great religion will be made smoky. Sooner or later, our Xuanmen's authentic Sanqing face will also be corrupted by it. Now all kinds of signs are not in response to the words of the day of the poor Tao. Besides, I am the only one who has the largest number of people in Sanqing, known as the Immortals. You don't care about this matter, and who will be responsible for it? Don't forget that there are less than 15 relatives and disciples under the poor Taoist sect and the eldest brother, including more than 30 registered disciples. Count, is it obvious that my brother and I have become lonely?" Yuanshi Tianzun has made up his mind. Although he is already uncomfortable to see Tongtian so sad and angry, he will not give in to this principled issue, and the cold words are blurted out.
The Lord of Tongtian is also one of the saints of the heavens. How did he stand the words of Yuan Shi at this time? His face suddenly turned into angrily and said, "Brother Yuanshi, I respect you as a brother, but can you bully me so?" Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly when he heard the words: "Brother Tongtian, justice is in the hearts of the people. Please take care of the heavens happily and see who really respects you and teaches you. What your sectarians have done in these heavens? This time is also for your own view. After all, there are many of you among your disciples. Xiao disciples, if they enter the list of gods to sharpen the future, they will not be able to get a positive result, and they will not be dragged down by you in the future and make you fall into the face of a saint. At this time, whether it is to leave a divine position for your shallow disciples or to accumulate merits and virtues for you, brother, why don't you be happy?
What a fierce person the master of Tongtian was. Hearing Yuan Shi's words, he naturally became angry. The three corpses jumped like thunder and must be angry and shouted angrily, "How to settle the number of days is what you said. Besides, the number of days in time is with you. Is it possible that there is no way for me to cut off the sky!!" With that, Tongtian rushed out of the Zixiao Palace and returned to Jinao Island alone.
Seeing such a scene, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed slightly and looked at Lao Jun and shook his head. Xuanwei and others, who had watched the play for a long time, came forward to discuss with Sanqing, saying that the content was almost the same. Basically, the consciousness of the four Xuanwei was that I would not come to the Zixiao Palace next time. Anyway, it would be the immortals. When the sky is present, as long as Yuan Shi and Lao Jun don't hide the sky, just let everyone know.
Yuan Shi and Lao Jun think the same. The people lost by Sanqing this time are already big enough, and there is no need to let outsiders see jokes next time. Instead, it is better to discuss it by themselves according to the consciousness of Xuanwei and others, and the result is directly in the sky, so they call it one After Sheng Dashan, he left Zixiao Palace with Xuanwei and others.
Ten years later, Xuanwei, who sat on the twelve-pin lotus platform, looked up at the nine heavens. The divine light tradition and the thirty-three heavens in the eyes took care of the long river of fate and looked at the fairy fortune covered with a thin layer of gray fog. At the same time, the divine seal on the list of gods was floating on the fairy road. On top of his luck, he hooked the corners of his mouth and muttered, "Is it still the same after all? I don't know how much blood can be left after this time."