Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 432

Chapter 432

Time goes by, and the years are endless.

With the return of Son Goku and Vegeta, the banner of the demon tribe of Huaguoshan was erected again.

In the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor was unable to retreat, and the gods of Jiejiao were almost destroyed.

The remaining evangelists, human beings, and saints did not have much ill feeling towards Son Goku and Vegeta, so they all forgot the fierce god in the lower realm.

As for sending soldiers to arrest, stop making trouble, who can take on this important task?

In this weird calm, the three sacreds of Buddhism, Amitabha, Sakyamuni (Tathagata), and Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, gathered in Lingshan.

Invite Sanqing, Wa Emperor, and Jade Emperor to the Daxiong Hall for a while to discuss the westward journey.

In a young age, the group of saints is the best.

The golden light shines in the Daxiong Hall, the purple air is vertical and horizontal, thousands of green lotus leaves are blooming, and millions of golden flowers are in full bloom.

There were three people sitting in the eastern position, with Sakyamuni in the center, with a relic of divine light.

Wearing a Baina brocade robe, sitting cross-legged with Qingyun Jinlian, Buddha brows and spiritual eyes, with a kind face.

There is a cloud of golden light mist on the left of Shakya, and a monk with white eyebrows is supported on the mist.

The monk Baimei wears a shabby robes, which is almost the opposite extreme to Sakyamuni.

He is Amitabha, to establish the sacredness of Buddhism in the Three Realms.

To the right of the Shakyamuni is the woman-looking Guan Shiyin, wearing a white dress and holding a jade bottle, elegant and majestic.

Sanqing is located on the opposite side of Sansheng, with the old gentleman in Crescent Robe in the middle.

The whole body is dull and bright, simple and ordinary, only a pair of eyes, in which there are countless avenues circulating.

I looked closely, but couldn’t find any clues.

To the left of Lao Jun, there is a white jade car cowl with a futon on it, and on the futon sits a white-faced middle-aged Taoist man.

Taoist national character face, narrow eyes, upright and strong face.

Embrace the bright and bright purple, and the wealth is pressing.

To the right of Lao Jun, stood a Taoist man in Tsing Yi with a black face and a short beard.

This Dao body is like a pine, holding a long sword in his hand, with his index finger resting on the hilt, and his eyes slightly squinted.

Not far from the young Taoist, there is a cloud bed with colorful rays of light shining.

On the cloud bed, sat a woman with a beautiful face dressed in nine-colored neon clothes.

The woman embraced the Liluan red hydrangea, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at the divine presence with a smile.

The Jade Emperor was alone, hanging in the air a little far away.

He didn’t break away from several saints, but he didn’t get close to anyone.

Avalokitesvara, at this moment, is standing among all the saints.

Facing the Sanqing, Guan Shiyin’s voice was cold and cold: “I invite you to come today to discuss the specific personnel arrangements for the westbound journey and how to start.”

As soon as Avalokitesvara’s voice fell, Tai Shang faintly said: “Westwalker, I teach you to have one.”

Yuan Shi immediately said: “There must be a deity to explain the teachings.”

Tongtian chuckled and did not speak.

As a loser in the Conferred God period, he was once taken to the Zixiao Palace by the ancestor of Taoism, where he was locked up for a long time, and missed the opportunity for the gods to announce the event of going west.

Did not participate in the first time, so that everyone united and squeezed out.

This time, he was purely here to watch.

The candidate for the Westwalker, he couldn’t find a single one.

“We want to have one in the palace.” The emperor Wa looked around the saints, saw no one speak, and said with a smile.

“On the westward road, I should have a buddhist statue.” Tathagata put his hands together and said.

There are already four of the five established.

Counting Son Goku, it’s already full.

The Jade Emperor, who hadn’t spoken yet, looked a little ugly at this time, and turned to look at Tai Shang.

“Heaven should have one.” Taishang received his gaze and said lightly.

“Five people are full, who should be left for whom?”

Guan Shiyin summoned a golden page and a golden pen, and asked, raising his eyes.

“No matter who you go, the personnel I designated cannot be removed.” Too said.

Such as saying: “Buddha, you can’t get rid of it.”

Yuan Shi did not speak, but the light in his eyes was extremely firm.

Seeing all the saints put their eyes on themselves, the emperor Wa reduced the smile on his face and shook his head calmly.

“The bureaucracy is disgusting.”

The sky couldn’t eat grapes, so he said sourly.

All Saints ignored him.

Buddha Amitabha said: “Put up specific candidates, and we will screen out according to the candidates.”

Tai Shang waved his sleeves, and the marshal of the canopy, who was drinking in the Tianhe, was drawn here, looking at all the saints blankly.

“The person taught by the people, the marshal of the Tianhe navy, canopy.”

Halfway in the distance, the Jade Emperor narrowed his eyes and said, “Why?”

“I taught him a skill.” Too said blankly.

The Jade Emperor frowned and said to Tianpeng, “Marshal Tianpeng, leave here.”

The canopy looked at the Jade Emperor and then at the old gentleman.

He immediately understood what situation he was facing right now, and he was slightly startled for a while.

Lao Jun did not speak, and the Jade Emperor was full of anger.

The canopy thought about it, and secretly said:

Today, Da Tianzun knows about my mentor, and no matter how loyal I am in the future, I will inevitably be jealous.

If you don’t switch to the camp, the old gentleman’s disciples are few, but each mana is boundless, enough to protect me.

Thinking of this, the canopy moved a bit and stood behind Lao Jun.

The Jade Emperor’s face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.

With a wave of his hand, a burly general with a sword was called here: “This is the person I chose, the former general of the roller shutter, now the general of the North Road.”

The Tathagata clapped his hands, and a little monk walked outside the Great Hall of the Great Heroes.

The little monk is dressed in a white monk’s clothes, with a handsome face and an immortal posture, just like an exile immortal walking out of the painting.

In a smile, the flowers bloom in an instant.

“Golden Chanzi, pay homage to the Buddha, and sacred all of you.”

The emperor Wa raised his right arm, and a red silk flew out of her sleeve, breaking through the space, traversing thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to a dragon palace.

She tied a young man here and said softly: “I recommend someone from my monster race, the jade-faced little white dragon.”

Yuanshi Tianzun threw out his own jade ruyi, flew to the world, Guanjiangkou, and wanted to take away Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun.

However, he was surprised to find that God Erlang had reached the most critical moment in his cultivation, and he was about to break through Da Luo, so he should not be disturbed.

The rest of the saints saw this picture, and said with a smile, “God’s will.”

Yuanshi looked at him indifferently and said, “I recommend Erlang Shen. Now, he is about to break through Da Luo. He is extremely powerful and can help us better complete the plan.”

“No!” Wa Huang said: “Erlang God and Son Goku are born with each other and cannot be supported.”

“There is no person who is born to restrain each other, it’s just a different life.” Yuan Shi shook his head and said.

The three sacreds of the West looked at the direction of Guanjiangkou and looked at each other.

Avalokitesvara’s transmission said: “A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Erlang, who has broken through to the realm of Daluo, stays in the same team with Son Goku. There are too many variables. Moreover, the gathering of all immortals and teachings now cannot allow them to get good luck.”

Tathagata and Amitabha quietly nodded, and the three sacreds said in unison: “Erlang God, no.”*