I have a role in the heavens

The Sanqing saints were in a dilemma and didn't know how to discuss it. However, Nuwa, the empress, had never established a major religion, so she didn't need to sign the list of gods. She just watched from the side and never spoke.

But Jie Yin has been silently reciting scriptures, practicing the method of enlightenment in dreams, dividing his mind into billions, and practicing in the dream world, leaving only a small part of his mind to pay attention to the outside world.

Taoist Zhunti looked at the Sanqing Saint eagerly, and was secretly excited in his heart. In this catastrophe of killing gods, the disciples of the three religions were all involved. In order to protect his disciples and the great sect, he will inevitably have a grudge. In the future, the three No matter how hard it is for the Qing Dynasty to become one, the East will inevitably open its doors to the West, and there is hope for the great rise of Buddhism.

Although Taiqing Laozi established the Human Religion, he only had one direct disciple. Naturally, he could not just write Master Xuandu on the list of gods, otherwise there would be no one to pass on the Human Religion orthodoxy, so he frowned secretly and thought for a while, then waved his hand. I wrote about some civil servants and generals in the human world to make up the numbers. After all, they are all from the human race and can be regarded as members of the human religion, which is okay.

Moreover, for these civil servants and generals, having a true spirit on the list of gods and becoming a god after death is also a way out, which is better than the reincarnation of death. I have given them a chance by doing this.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master naturally knew the situation of the human sect, and they could not force Taiqing Laozi to write down his only disciple. That would be too much, so they nodded slightly, and then looked at each other with caution. color.

Yuanshi Tianzun was in great embarrassment. He only had twelve direct disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Antarctic Immortal Old Man and Yun Zhongzi. Each of them had the lowest cultivation level of Daluo Golden Immortal. How could he be willing to bet on the list of gods? Now Huanglong Zhenren has realized the Hunyuan Dao and condensed the Dharmakaya of the three generations. He is no longer in the tribulation and ranks with all the saints.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at the Tongtian Cult Master. After all, he cared about the brotherhood. He flicked his sleeves and saw dozens more names on the list of gods. They were all casual cultivators and anonymous disciples who had gained part of the teachings. He is not very high and has poor qualifications. He has no hope of becoming a Golden Immortal in this life. It is better to let his true spirit be on the list of gods. In the future, he will be immortal. If he works hard, he can accumulate some merits. In the future, after his true spirit leaves the list of gods, It is also possible to achieve the realm of the Golden Immortal, without practicing a single practice and turning your cultivation into running water.

Leader Tongtian saw that his two brothers had already signed the list, but Ling Ling was only around a hundred or so, and there were still more than two hundred places left. His brows were furrowed and his face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth, waved his arm, and said The Immortal Light of the Supreme Purity shines into the list of gods, adding nearly a hundred people again, but there are still more than a hundred places left, and the list cannot be filled.

Taiqing Laozi glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master, who had no movement. His expression was solemn, and he coughed, attracting the attention of all the saints. His eyes were indifferent and indifferent, and he was somewhat similar to Taoist Hongjun. He looked at his nose and looked at his nose. He looked through his nose and said calmly: "Junior brothers and sisters, we all understand what the teacher means. There are still more than a hundred places left. It is not good to leave them empty, so it is best to fill them up!"

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Taiqing Laozi, with a look of embarrassment on his face. This is a murderous calamity. If you sign the list, you will end the life of your disciple. It is related to the fate of the great religion. How can you be careless? He pondered for a long time. Then he said.

"Senior brother, it's not that I don't want to, but I have very few disciples in the Chan sect, so I can't sign any more, otherwise the disciples will be gone, and the orthodoxy will no longer exist!"

All the saints were silent for a while after hearing the words. It is true that there are only a few direct disciples left in Chanjiao. We can't let Yuanshi Tianzun join all the great sects. Yuanshi Tianzun, who will become a lonely family like this, may go crazy.

After hearing this, I nodded silently, turned my gaze to the leader of Tongtian who had not yet spoken, considered it for a moment, and then asked in a rather expectant tone.

"Junior brother, you have thousands of disciples, and it is inevitable that some of them are good and bad. Why don't you sign a few more?"

Hearing this, Master Tongtian had an ugly face, but after looking at Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun, he still cared about the love between the three pure beings. He reluctantly waved his sleeves and robes again, and a pure fairy light flashed across the blank space on the list of gods. There are twenty or thirty more names again, which can be regarded as enough face for Taiqing Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun.

Taiqing Laozi looked at the empty space with more than a hundred people. He felt embarrassed and looked at Nuwa and the Second Saint of the West.

Taoist Jie Yin just closed his eyes and chanted sutras, ignoring Lao Tzu's look for help, while Taoist Zhunti quoted Taoist Hongjun's words and directly prevaricated.

"Teacher has already said that in this catastrophe of killing gods, I, Western Buddhism, are not included in the tribulation, so there is no need to sign the list!"

I was not surprised when I heard this. He knew the character of the two saints in the West, so he naturally would not place his hopes on them. He just nodded slightly and turned his attention to Nuwa.

Nuwa Empress has a special status. Firstly, Nuwa Empress does not control the great religion and has never accepted disciples, so there is no need to worry about the fate of the great religion. Secondly, a fixed share of the luck of the human race belongs to the empress. The empress can be as stable as I am. Not moving; thirdly, the empress wanted to establish a sect, but because of the calamity of the lich, she did not dare to do it rashly. She was worried that the saints would no longer hold hands on the demon clan, and would completely eradicate the demon clan and exterminate it.

However, after all, Empress Nuwa is an Eastern saint and a direct disciple of Taoist Hongjun. Naturally, she has to give Taiqing, my elder brother, a bit of a thumbs-down. With a wave of her slender hand, a ray of divine light shot out. She was on the list. There are about twenty more people from the demon clan. As a result, there are only a hundred people left to fill the entire list of gods.

However, at this time, none of the saints were willing to add their disciples to the list. For a moment, there was silence in the Zixiao Palace. Taoist Hongjun opened his Dharma Eyes, cold and ruthless, selfless, with endless eyes. The coercion swept across the saints, making them tremble in their hearts and hold their breath secretly.

Taoist Hongjun glanced at the list of gods, and took another look at the blank space, then withdrew his gaze, opened his lips and said.

"Since you can't finish signing the list today, you should go back to discuss it first, and then come back here to sign it in ten years!"

After hearing the words, all the saints stood up quickly, bowed to Taoist Hongjun, and said goodbye. The six rays of light left the chaos and returned to the thirty-three days.

Zixiao Palace also disappeared, disappearing into the chaos, as if it had never existed.

Master Huanglong was standing on the bed of clouds, admiring a pool of pure white lotus in the cave. He sensed the saint turning around and suddenly raised his head, saw the escape light, and jumped up. His figure gradually faded and disappeared. In Erlong Mountain.