Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

That is the supernatural power of a sage, pushing the way of the past and the future.

As the light and shadow changed, Yuanshi Tianzun's ancient well-free eyes turned to a thick look of shock.

A sage knows the past and the future, can know the appearance of all living beings with a single thought, and discover the mysteries of heaven and earth, but in his previous unfavorable speculation, this time it has failed.

That weird extra bit of luck has no rules to follow, even has no beginning and no end, and there is no possibility of tracing it back.

A look of shock emerged, Yuanshi Tianzun waved his robe and called Baihe boy who was waiting outside the hall.

"Tong'er, go and bring Sixiang to come, and go to Zixiao Palace as a teacher..."

Suddenly, a strange beast with the power of a dragon and the fierceness of a tiger came stepping on the auspicious clouds. Yuanshi Tianzun rode on the strange beast with a smile on his face, ripples rippled in the space, and his body disappeared.

Another place, Bajing Palace.

Compared with the Yuxu Palace of Yuanshi Tianzun, this place has a stronger atmosphere of immortality, and the fairy fog is so thick that people can't see the reality in the clouds at a glance. A panic of heavenly power is entrenched here all day long, and people can't help but want to worship .

Daode Tianzun, an old man wearing an ordinary Taoist robe with a sense of immortality, suddenly opened and closed his eyes, a terrifying aura of immortality circulated in his eyes, and countless visions emerged, just like the way of heaven and earth, mysterious and unbelievable Measurement.

"Kiya..."

The aura of Daode Tianzun is stronger than that of Yuanshi Tianzun. His fingers lightly change the formula, and the Dao rhyme of the five elements circulates in front of him.

"The luck of the wilderness is given from the way of heaven. The way of heaven is hidden, and the luck is full of luck. Is it the 'one' that escaped?"

Daode Tianzun couldn't figure it out, and immediately summoned a divine cow, and colorful auspicious clouds appeared under the cow's hooves, and circles of ripples appeared in the space in front of him, and disappeared.

Outside of the western world, in the void of chaos, the retreat of the two saints.

"Senior brother, there is suddenly a sliver of luck in the world, why is that?"

Zhunti Taoist woke up from the retreat again, with a mysterious deduction flashing in his eyes, and a shock wave set off in his heart.

This extra luck for no reason made him clueless?

"Brother, I don't know, why don't we go to Zixiao Palace to meet the teacher, just in time to question Tongtian about the cause and effect of Monkey King's disappearance."

The leading Taoist frowned and looked over.

"good."

Taoist Zhunti nodded with a smile on his face.

Immediately, space ripples appeared in front of the two of them and disappeared here.

In the depths of the chaos, there is a place that is full of differences from the dojos of other heavenly saints.

This place is called Wa Palace.

Outside Wa Palace, in addition to the huge immortal aura, there is also a terrifying aura of good fortune entrenched.

It's more peaceful and quiet here.

The palaces are pink and strong with blue tiles, small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions are well arranged, showing a unique beauty, and there are faint Taoist sounds that spread from time to time, adding a bit of splendor.

A flawless, curvaceous figure was lying on a hammock in Wa Palace.

Her black hair is hip-length, and her gauze skirt is on the ground. The white gauze skirt is embroidered with mountains and rivers. The smoke on her jade-like arms is swaying in the air, and her slender waist exudes a charm of all living beings. There is no trace of her delicate face. Fendai, however, makes people afraid to look directly at her, just like the mother of the earth, holy and solemn.

With the fusion of many breaths, and with that strange fragrance, she is the mother of the earth, Empress Nuwa.

A pair of watery eyes slowly opened, vermilion lips moved slightly, black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a strong look of shock appeared on the peerless face.

"It's strange, the way of heaven shows that it is also the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, which cannot be heard, cannot be said...?"

"Hongjun restricts me in every possible way, and I am a saint, and I am not allowed to enter the world, but where does this strange number come from?"

silent.

Empress Nuwa got up, and her feet, which were as crystal as jade, stood up in the air. While her long white skirt was swinging, she disappeared into the Wa Palace.

Yuan Lang didn't know that he had achieved the world of Xianqin, but he accidentally combined the world projections together. A trace of luck generated by the heavenly way of the Xianqin world emerged into the prehistoric world through the world projection, piercing through the world. Good Fortune Immortal Mansion.

This movement made the high heavenly saints unable to sit still.

Merit, virtue and luck are the most important things besides enlightenment.

If Buddhism wants to prosper, what they are fighting for is also merit and luck.

Under the blessing of this thing, whether it is cultivation or enlightenment, great progress has been made, even for saints.

In the void of chaos, there is a place that non-sages are not allowed to enter.

On the continent here, endless purple light radiates, looking down on everything like a supreme king, and the unspeakable Dao Yun resides here, shining on the heavens.

Outside the mainland, there are multiple tribulation formations such as earth, fire, water, and wind, and countless illusions emerge.

Within the mainland, there is an incomparably majestic shrine that is countless times more magnificent than the Bajing Palace and the Yuxu Palace. On a huge plaque, there are three golden characters of 'Zixiao Palace'.

This word is condensed from the origin of the immortal way. Even the sages of the heavenly way will feel vast and dizzy at a glance.

If Yuan Lang was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this was the dojo where he had invited Daozu Hongjun.

From time to time, a few streaks of light break through the chaos, appearing to leap from space.

Even the endless shining stars in the chaos are covered by the demeanor of these people, and the sun, moon and stars are dimmed in front of this demeanor.

When these figures arrived outside Zixiao Palace, expressions of incomparable respect appeared on their faces.

The Five Sages saluted slowly towards Zixiao Palace.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, fellow Taoists, I am so polite..."

"Two Great Heavenly Venerates, you are not enjoying the blessings in the west, why did you come here?"

"Aren't you here too?"

"..."

After saluting, all the saints looked at each other and greeted each other.

For this kind of eternal existence, even the past ten thousand years is just like yesterday, and time is just a concept.

Seeing that, although everyone was polite, they all knew why they came here.

"Nuwa Empress, could it be that you also felt that trace of Qi that appeared out of thin air?"

Yuanshi Tianzun turned his nostrils to the sky, and after arguing with the two Western Saints, he looked at Nuwa.

For Nuwa, Yuanshi Tianzun is quite respectful.

"Exactly, but your speed is quite fast. It seems that you all want to know where this strange luck comes from." hostility.

In the past, when the Lich conquered and the Four Saints forced the palace, Nu Wa remembered it clearly.

It was the four in front of them.

During the Conferred God Period, he sent the Three Demon Empresses from Xuanyuan Tomb, but was once again forced into the palace by the Four Saints.

Today, Nuwa has completely become a god who looks at the world with a cold eye, but only Nuwa knows the twists and turns.

If it weren't for this sliver of luck that appeared out of thin air, Nu Wa would not have left Wa Palace.

"Hehe, Empress Nvwa has the eyes, and the poor way naturally came here for that sliver of luck. After all, the way of heaven cannot be predicted, and it is an anomalous number. As saints of the way of heaven, we naturally have to follow the sky..."

A sage can know the past and the future, but there is a limit after all. Even if he knows, it is limited. Even if he knows, he can't interfere and tamper with it.

While Yuanshi Tianzun was speaking, the formation outside Zixiao Palace separated automatically, and a man with sword-browed star eyes and gray hair on the sideburns stepped into the air.

The man's eyes contain all kinds of worldly expressions, and it seems that there is a gleam close to "human nature", which contains endless wind and frost, and that trace of breathtaking sword intent. He is not tall, but it is like a handle containing The sharp blade makes people want to worship.

"Everyone, the teacher is welcome."

The person who came was the Master Tongtian.

The Master Tongtian, who was confined in Zixiao Palace, was ordered by Hongjun to come to welcome all the Great Heavenly Venerables.

"Junior brother, after so many years, you are still very hostile."

Hearing the icy voice of Master Tongtian, Yuanshi Tianzun had a meaningful expression on his face, "Junior Brother, if you are so hostile, I'm afraid you will never be able to return to Biyou Palace..."

Hearing the sound, Master Tongtian squinted his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Brother said yes, after all, brother is not as thick-skinned as you, don't you think...?"

"you...."

Yuanshi Tianzun blew his beard and stared, and was about to preach, the Zhunti Taoist next to him took the lead and looked at Tongtian, "Tongtian, we Ming people don't talk dark words, my Buddhist scripture learner Sun Wukong was in your Biyou Palace a few days ago It disappeared within the range of the dojo for a while, do you know about it?"

"What does your Buddhist affairs have to do with me?" Looking at Taoist Zhunti, Master Tongtian's face was covered with frost, "But you are a double sage of Buddhism, and the current calamity is nothing more than a family. I can’t stand it, what’s it called?”

"Tongtian, you are presumptuous."

The leading Taoist also took a step forward, pointing at Tongtian, "Who doesn't know that your Biyou Palace is in the East China Sea, and the Huaguo Mountain is also in the East China Sea, and the monkey disappeared. How dare you swear to heaven that you have no hands and feet?"

"I fuck you!"

Master Tongtian was angry, and the sword energy on his body shot up into the sky, "You two old ghosts from the West, don't chatter here, if you can't, let's do a few tricks here, let the poor see that your golden body is strong , or my Qingping sword is sharp!"

"Tongtian, you are so rampant in front of the teacher's door. Since you didn't do it, why are you so anxious?"

Seeing that Tongtian was about to make a move, Taoist Zhunti shivered for a moment, and couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I'm anxious for you to fuck!" Tong Tianjiao's face was extremely displeased, "You two old ghosts turned the truth upside down when you came up, are you drifting away? Or am I unable to lift the knife?"

Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a voice containing the power of the sky resounded.

"Enough, come in."

Hearing this voice, the Second Saint of the West grinned and looked at Tongtian meaningfully.

The same is true of Yuanshi Tianzun, shaking his head, pretending to be five people and six people walking in.

Daode Tianzun just sighed slightly and didn't say anything.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, let's go, don't worry about people like this."

Empress Nuwa comforted her when she saw this.

So far, Master Tongtian remained silent, nodded indifferently and entered with Nuwa.

Injustice, humiliation, and other emotions have already made Tongtian's heart as cold as ice for thousands of years.

Knowing that the Second Saint of the West was aggressive, he turned a blind eye.

In addition, the luck of the Jiejiao lineage has reached the freezing point, and he is still grounded. The leader of Tongtian also knows that his non-conformist character is not to be seen, and it is superfluous to say anything.

Outside Zixiao Palace, the spring water transformed from aura into substance was tinkling, but all the saints looked suspicious.

"..., that's it, the four or nines of the sky, people escape one of them, and if they don't reach the great avenue, they will not be able to find out the essence of everything after all. You just need to follow the sky, the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and finally see the sun." when."

After finishing speaking, Hongjun waved his hand, and an incomparably terrifying force engulfed the saints and disappeared.

Outside Zixiao Palace, the five sages nodded to each other and returned to their dojo with different expressions on their faces.

At this moment, all the saints felt dizzy in their hearts.

As a half-step Daoist, Hongjun was unable to find out the origin of this strange luck, which is really an unprecedented strange thing.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's eyes were bright, as if he could penetrate the endless chaos and reshape the world with a single thought.

This is the way of deduction belonging to Hongjun's level, coming without a trace, and going without a trace.

After a long time, Hongjun let out a sigh, and immediately closed his eyes, as if taking a nap, his body and the surrounding chaos merged into one, and he entered into meditation and harmony.

"Following the Way and the Way, success is also the same way, failure is also the same way, I am the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is not me, this fate just needs to wait for it to change..."

For Hongjun, everything in this world, as long as it is not beyond his control, is just a little wave in the endless life.

In the Good Fortune Immortal Mansion.

Yuan Lang didn't know what the saints were doing today, and he didn't even know that any task he had made the high-ranking bosses couldn't sit still.

At this moment, Yuan Lang was still staring at the huge projection screen.

In the screen, Zhen Yuanzi and others have been preaching for several years.

One day in the prehistoric world is equal to several years in the world of Xianqin.

With his fingertips, he played with the golden power of luck.

"Luck, gather!"

Not long after, a vast aura flashed past Yuan Lang's fingertips. This group of weak luck was undergoing a shape change, and turned into a small nine-clawed dragon.

"Let me call you the Divine Dragon of Immortal Luck. This seat will mediate good fortune and bestow you with the magic of Zhoutian's changes. When the fortunes of the heavens and worlds gather in the future, you will turn into a real dragon and feed back to the heavens..."

As the sound of Yuan Lang fell, a gleam of light gradually appeared in the eyes of the miniature lucky dragon, and he rubbed the head of the dragon affectionately against Yuan Lang's fingertips.

"What a cute little guy..."