I have a role in the heavens

A gust of divine wind travels thousands of miles, which shows the mastery of Xuanmen Taoism. Upon hearing this, Zhong arrived at the Luofu Cave in Mount Emei and descended from the Qilin. The Grand Master looked at the mountain and saw endless sights and flowers. It was clear that he was born in Penglai. It is really quiet and secluded: there are cranes and deers, apes and monkeys coming and going, and wisteria hanging in front of the cave door. Wen Zhong said a few words to the Taoist boy, and the Taoist boy went to inform him, and then he was invited in.

The owner of this cave is the dojo of Zhao Gongming, the great disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Jiao. Although the Jie Jiao has the reputation of being visited by thousands of immortals, not all of them are accepted into the inner sect and become disciples of the inner sect. Most of them are from the outer sect. disciple, and Zhao Gongming, as the outer sect’s top disciple, commands tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, and his status is no less than that of the disciples of Tongtian Cult Master. He is also a Daluo Jinxian Taoist, and he is the brother of Empress Sanxiao, a direct disciple of the inner sect. Even though He is Taoist Duobao, the great disciple of Jie Jiao, so you should pay three respects to him.

Wen Zhong told Zhao Gongming what happened in detail, and heard that Xiqi actually hung the heads of the Ten Heavenly Lords in public, which was extremely humiliating. Originally, he was worried about the great disaster of becoming a god, so he remembered that the Tongtian Cult Master closed the mountain gate tightly, and quietly Even though he was reciting Huang Ting's teachings, he still couldn't get angry. His Taoist crown exploded with anger, his long hair flew away, his Taoist robe puffed up, and a stream of real fire came out of his mouth, with frightening power, and he said angrily.

"Child Chanjiao, how dare you bully my disciples like this!"

Zhao Gongming could no longer bear the humiliation of the disciples of the Jie Jiao by the Chan Jiao, and regardless of the teachings of the Jiao Jiao, he mounted the black tiger mount and headed towards Xiqi with Wen Zhong.

Not far from Mount Emei, in a dense forest, a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk was riding a black panther on his crotch. Looking at Zhao Gongming's retreating figure, he couldn't help but feel anxious and urged his mount forward. Run away in pursuit.

The Taoist was Shen Gongbao. The black panther on his crotch was extremely fast and good at controlling the wind. Shen Gongbao saw Wen Zhong and Zhao Gongming from a distance and shouted quickly.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Wen Zhong and Zhao Gongming seemed to be inexplicably affected. After hearing these words, they lightly patted their crotch mounts, stopped, turned around and looked at the visitor. Seeing that they were acquaintances, they couldn't help but ask.

"What's the matter, fellow Taoist, why did you stop us two?"

At that time, Shen Gongbao received the decree from Master Huang Long and sent the disciples of Jie Jiao who were riddled with evil spirits to be listed on the list. However, there was another problem: he needed to keep the pure cultivators of Jie Jiao as much as possible, preserve the vitality of Jie Jiao, and not allow the Jie Jiao orthodoxy to be destroyed.

Therefore, Shen Gongbao hurriedly chased after him, hoping to stop Zhao Gongming, who was dedicated to hard work, from losing his life in vain and being on the list of gods, and having thousands of years of hard work turn into running water!

"Where are you going, fellow Taoist?"

Shen Gongbao urged his mount, walked up to the two of them, bowed slightly and asked.

Zhao Gongming thought of the disciples of Chan Cult who had humiliated the corpse of Lord Shitian, and became very angry and said angrily.

"The disciples of the Chan Cult have gone too far to deceive others. It's not enough to kill the Ten Heavenly Lords. They actually hang their heads. I'm so angry that I naturally have to go to seek justice and let the ten fellow Taoists be buried in peace!"

When Shen Gongbao heard that Shi Tianjun was dead, a strange color flashed across his eyes and face, and he even pretended to be sad.

"I don't think ten fellow Taoists have died. It's all Ping Tao's fault. If it weren't for Ping Tao's persuasion, how could they have left the island and died!"

Wen Zhong reached out his hand to stop him and comforted Shen Gongbao.

"This matter is not to be blamed on fellow Taoists, but it is all on Ping Dao. If you hadn't been running for me, how could all of you fellow Taoists have ended up like this!"

Wen Zhong sighed, feeling extremely guilty in his heart. In the final analysis, Shi Tianjun was the one who lost his life because of him.

Shen Gongbao's expression changed, he grabbed Wen Zhong's phone and persuaded Zhao Gongming.

"Fellow Taoist, Xiqi has gathered all the immortals now, and it's very difficult to defeat them. What's more, the leader once had good advice. He closed the mountain gate tightly and chanted Huang Ting quietly. Why do you go to provoke the cause and effect? ​​Aren't you afraid of being entangled by the gods? Are you on the list of gods? It’s better to endure this bad breath first and wait until the disaster of killing gods is over, then it’s not too late to worry about it again!”

Wen Zhong was shocked when he heard this, and immediately heard the fate of the Ten Heavenly Lords. He also regretted coming to invite Zhao Gongming, and quickly persuaded Zhao Gongming, not wanting Zhao Gongming to go to Xiqi again.

Unfortunately, Shen Gongbao and Wen Zhong could not persuade Zhao Gongming at this time even if they talked a lot, so they had no choice but to follow them to Xiqi.

On the way, Shen Gongbao moved his fingers slightly, and a hidden fairy light streaked through the void, heading towards Erlong Mountain, and informed Master Huanglong about Zhao Gongming's descent from the mountain.

In Magu Cave, Master Huanglong opened his eyes and reached out to take Shen Gongbao's Immortal Light. His mind moved and he knew everything. He smiled slightly without any reaction. He just glanced at the Twelve-Rank Jing who was waiting quietly in Wen Zhong's sleeve. Shi Bailian once again closed his eyes and meditated on the great road.

But when Zhao Gongming arrived at Chengtang Military Camp, he looked at the head of Shitianjun hanging in Xiqi opposite, and was furious. Without waiting for a rest, he directly climbed on the black tiger, rushed out of the camp, and rushed towards Xiqi Military Camp. With a wave of his hand, he hit the divine whip, broke the pillar, and collected the head of Lord Shitian. Then he looked at the people who had come out and cursed angrily.

"The two sects of Chanjie come from the same sect, but you actually humiliate fellow Taoists like this. Do you not care about the meaning of Taoism at all?"

Taoist Randeng and Taoist Cihang looked clear and unmoved, but Guangchengzi and others were blushing and suddenly felt ashamed. Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves. The three religions were originally one family. This is something that all living beings know in the ancient times. , although they are now hostile to each other because of the Conferring God Killing Tribulation, they should not humiliate the disciples of Jie Jiao in this way. It’s just that Ran Deng Taoist has a respected status and profound Taoism, and they can’t refute his face, so they didn’t stop him. Now they are Oh, Zhao Gongming cursed like this. They were so ashamed that they all covered their faces with their hands, not daring to face Zhao Gongming's questioning words.

Zhao Gongming saw that nearly half of the Chan disciples felt guilty, and his anger subsided a little. He frowned and looked at the five Randen Taoists who had no shame. He was extremely unhappy. These people seemed not to care about their friendship. , not caring about the friendship between the two religions at all.

Taoist Ran Deng didn't care at all about Zhao Gongming's scolding. He took a step forward and spoke to Zhao Gongming's head.

"The three religions are all aware of the signing of the list of gods. The Lord of the Ten Heavens has violated the laws of heaven and deserves to die!"

Zhao Gongming was furious when he heard this and cursed.

"You fellow Taoists are not as skilled as others, and I don't blame you for waiting, but you should never humiliate him and wait for his corpse!"

Taoist Cihang couldn't stand Zhao Gongming's angry scolding for a long time. Seeing that the other golden immortals were ashamed, he felt even more angry. He flew out and attacked Zhao Gongming, saying something in his mouth.

"Zhao Gongming! As of today, you are also famous on the list of gods, and you deserve to be here."

Zhao Gongming was furious in Wenyan. He raised his hand and drew it towards Taoist Cihang. Taoist Cihang was not weaker than him. He stretched out his hand to pull out a willow branch from the pure vase and waved it forward. A long river appeared out of thin air and flooded towards Zhao Gongming.