I have a role in the heavens

Yuanshi Tianzun has just returned to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. He is sitting in the main hall of Yuxu Palace. He frowns and thinks about the killing of gods. He sighs secretly. It seems that this matter still needs to be discussed with Taiqing Laozi and Huanglong. It takes a while, otherwise there will be a catastrophe in the future, and there will be few disciples of his own teachings, and he may not be the opponent of the disciples of his teachings.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was thinking about countermeasures, just came back to his senses and saw the real Huanglong standing in the hall. He smiled and said to his proud disciple.

"When did you come, I didn't notice it. It seems that your Taoist practice has surpassed that of a teacher!"

The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple. There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art, that's all. Yuanshi Tianzun only had a look of sigh on his face, without any jealousy. As the mentor of Master Huanglong, he was sincerely happy with the achievements of Master Huanglong. This is also the greatest achievement of a teacher.

Huanglong Zhenren did not answer Yuanshi Tianzun's question. Now his cultivation has gradually reached an extremely advanced level. He has long surpassed all saints and is second only to Taoist Hongjun. His cultivation has reached an indescribable and indescribable realm. .

Master Huanglong bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun, then raised his cloud bed, sat beside Yuanshi Tianzun, and asked him.

"Teacher, the Dao Ancestor summoned all the saints this time, but for the purpose of killing the gods?"

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly, with a wheel of light hanging behind his head. It was golden, bright, sacred and majestic. He was aloof and did not eat the fireworks of the world, but he still had the worries and sorrows of ordinary people. He sighed deeply and left the Zixiao Palace. I told Master Huanglong everything about the incident in detail.

Master Huanglong listened quietly to what Yuanshi Tianzun said, constantly reviewing everything that happened in Zixiao Palace in his heart. He raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and there were some thoughts in his eyes. He didn't say anything for a long time, and Yuanshi Tianzun did not disturb him. Waiting quietly for Master Huang Long to finish his thinking.

Countless thoughts flashed through the mind of Master Huanglong. Thoughts divided into billions and evolved into all living beings. Different choices were deduced among the souls. How the immortal killing catastrophe would develop and what the final result would be. It was the same as the dream of the Western saint who guided the Taoist. The Tao has the same effect, but it is more subtle, more complex, and more labor-intensive.

Different choices and developments constantly flashed through the mind of Master Huanglong, and finally he got different endings. There was the rise of Chanjiao and the collapse of Jiejiao; there was also the rise of Buddhism and the decline of Taoism; there was also the prosperity of Jiejiao and the collapse of Chanjiao; and even even The war between the saints, the destruction of the ancient world, the result of the saints having no choice but to reopen the world, the countless choices and endings, Huanglong Zhenren constantly optimized, gradually filtered out all the unfavorable development outcomes, and various development outcomes became more and more complex. The less, the more the same in the end. Facing the Immortal-killing Sword Formation of Master Tongtian, we can only unite the two saints of the Western Sect, otherwise the Immortal Tribulation will not be able to end no matter what. However, the fate of some important disciples of the Jie Jiao disciples can be changed to avoid the Jie Jiao Taoism. The tragic end of destruction.

Master Huanglong put away his magical power and evolved, exhaled a breath, looked a little solemn, and said to Yuanshi Tianzun who had been waiting for a long time.

"After the soul's deduction, the disciple has a rough idea of ​​the final outcome of this immortal killing disaster. The West has the potential to prosper, and I am afraid that there will be internal fighting in the East, which will give outsiders an advantage!"

Although Yuanshi Tianzun had not deduced it, he had a vague guess in his mind. Facing the Jiejiao coming to court from the Ten Thousand Immortals, the Renjiao and the Chanjiao were no match at all. Coupled with the Immortal Killing Sword Formation of the Tongtian Cultist, even if the three of them were gathered together, Even with the power of a saint, I am afraid it would be difficult to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and he must be indebted to the two saints of the West.

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed secretly when he heard this. When facing his disciples, he did not hide his plans and spoke bluntly.

"I have also thought of this. We must unite with the Two Saints of the West, otherwise your brothers and sisters may all die. In order to preserve the orthodoxy of the Chan Sect, I don't care about anything else!"

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his Dharma Eyes and looked at Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, the dojo of Tongtian Cult Master. A black and white winding destiny rose up, floating and uncertain. There were four fairy swords faintly surrounding it, forming a large formation, with endless sharpness, Murderous intentions came from the formation, making people extremely frightened.

"When Uncle Qin Tongtian founded Jiejiao, he chose to use the Four Swords of Zhuxian to suppress his luck. The Four Swords of Zhuxian were originally the most powerful innate weapons, but they were not suitable to be used as a weapon to suppress the Jiejiao. As a result, Jiejiao's luck was unstable!"

"In addition, your uncle blindly imitates Master Hongjun, teaches all kinds of things, and opens doors widely. As a result, the good and bad among the teachings are mixed. Most of them are hereditary people who do not practice the great way, pursue supernatural powers, and even practice evil methods. His generation has gone astray, making Jie Jiao's luck even more unstable. I thought I could take this opportunity to put him on the list of gods, which would be regarded as rectifying Jie Jiao. It's a pity that you, Tongtian Master Uncle disagrees, a disciple who protects himself!"

Master Huanglong opened his holy eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, above the luck of Jiejiao, there were a lot of gray, black and blood-colored auras, which were the tribulation, evil and resentment. It was obvious that the disciples of Jiejiao did not practice Taoism and practiced morality. Killing innocent people and devouring blood food has indeed reached a point where it needs to be rectified.

Master Huang Long shook his head slightly, and then turned his attention to the destiny of the teachings. A pillar of destiny as white as jade rose up. It was sacred and noble, the destiny was stable and indestructible, but in a hidden corner, a pillar of destiny was born. Several golden lotuses are constantly stealing the luck of Chanjiao and poaching the corners of Chanjiao.

Master Huanglong's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the five people: Rendeng Taoist, Cihang Taoist, Wei Liusun, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Samantabhadra, and a murderous intention arose.

Master Huanglong withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and said to Yuanshi Tianzun with a solemn expression.

"Teacher, the two sages of the West have evil intentions and have already tried to explain my teachings. Now Taoist Randeng, Taoist Cihang, Wei Liusun, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Puxian Zhenren have all practiced side schools of Buddhism. , I am afraid that I will apostatize in the future!"

Yuanshi Tianzun hesitated slightly when he heard the words. His soul moved, illuminated the void, and threw himself into the long river of destiny. Taoist Taoist Jie Ying and Zhunti Taoist had joined forces to conceal the secret of this matter, so they could hide it from Yuanshi Tianzun. Now it was revealed by Zhenren Huanglong Already broken.

Yuanshi Tianzun Yuanshen held the Pangu flag and swiped at the mist in the long river of destiny. A chaotic sword energy passed through the endless fog, killing countless golden lotuses and bodhisattva, revealing the hidden secrets of heaven. Suddenly things became clear, Yuanshi Tianzun Angry, two balls of divine fire ignited in his eyes, beating continuously. The soul looked towards the Western Spiritual Mountain, and was about to wave the Pangu flag in his hand, wanting to destroy the endless scenery of the Western Paradise.