Dressed as Daji to counterattack and conferred gods

Zixiao Palace, opened up in the endless chaos 33 days away, is the place closest to the way of heaven.

Daji stood outside the majestic palace gate of Zixiao Palace, comparing the scene in front of her with the impression of the only time she came here in Houtu's memory.

In that situation, there was no day or night, nor the spring, summer, summer, autumn and winter pavilions, Zhu La Jade, and the fairy grass Langhuan, all of which were bathing in the hazard of purple light and shadow.

The portal is still the same, but it is deserted, and there are fewer monks who come to listen to the sermon.

After two calamities, the once invincible Demon Emperor has fallen. Except for a few stable saints, how many of the original Zixiao Palace guests are left?

As if urged by the master in the hall, a mysterious Taoist rhyme spread out. She raised her hand lightly, but it was indistinct and elusive.

"You came."

Daozu...

Daji withdrew her thoughts, and followed Dao Yun's direction with her eyes.

Da Xu just followed a thought in his mind, her figure has not moved, but the surrounding scenery has changed.

The pavilions outside the palace disappeared, and it was not the hall where Taoist ancestors preached in memory.She was in a semi-dark and chaotic space, two vacant Fenghuo futons were placed facing each other, and a round table that looked like stone but not stone, jade but not jade was placed in the middle.

There are three gleams of light flashing on the case.The light is soft, not too dazzling.The colors of the three rays of light are obviously different, but they cannot be defined by conventional colors.

Forced to define, probably one purple, one mysterious, one yellow.

Daji knew that she was careless for a while, and was pulled into the void space similar to the back of the Six Paths of Samsara by Hongjun.Entering and exiting and manners, I am afraid that they all have to be decided by others.

Daji was not surprised by this.

She knew that the gap between herself and Hongjun could not be bridged in just a few years.Since it was decided that Zhi Kai Tong Tian would come to the appointment, this situation had already been expected.

The corners of Daji's mouth were slightly pursed, and she silently sat on the futon at her feet.Facing the pair of vacant futons, he nodded slightly,

"I am coming."

Mysterious and mysterious dao rhymes are always filling the entire space.

Daji closed her eyes, and a figure on the futon opposite became clear.

The figure nodded and smiled, "Fellow Houtu, it's been a long time."

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Hundreds of invisible restrictions were placed in the main hall, the Taiji map set the ground, water, fire and wind, and the four swords of Zhu Xian were arranged in four directions.The Pangu flag hangs around the outermost limit, arousing the purple phantom of the long river of heaven.

The three saints Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing are sitting on the futon, and they are working together to influence the long river of heaven with their respective holy ways.

The last time Daozu Hongjun lured the Heavenly Dao into a deep sleep, it could have lasted for many years.However, it coincided with the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, and the world was in flames of war, so it was hard to guarantee that the Dao of Heaven would not be touched and woke up early.

The battle for royal power in the world is nothing to the saints, I am afraid that it will hinder the pure and humane plan.

That's why Tongtian will return to Kunlun, hoping to combine the power of the three saints and confuse the secrets, so as to leave more time for Daji's plan.

Sansheng is about to enter the critical moment of this action, but Tongtian is inexplicably restless and even restless.

Lao Tzu glanced over, warning hidden in his indifference, "Tongtian."

Tongtian received the elder brother's warning, was quiet for a moment, and then whispered, "I'm just a little worried..."

Yuanshi on the other side had a dark face and scolded, "Nothing."

After a pause, Tianzun didn't know what he thought of, instead of continuing to scold his younger brother, he rarely said a word of relief,

"Houtu has set the six realms of reincarnation, and his understanding of the holy way is comparable to that of a saint. Even you and my brothers can't hurt her. What else is there to worry about?"

Tong Tian wanted to say that the Dao of Heaven was worth worrying about, but on second thought, they came here to cover up the secrets of heaven and protect the safety of Junior Sister Hou Tu.He shouldn't have wasted time.

So try to restrain your mind, and enter the state after a while.

After Tong Tian closed his eyes and fell into samadhi, Yuan Shi and Lao Tzu looked at each other, looked at his younger brother who was still in samadhi, and couldn't help sighing, his eyes dimmed.

All those who have lived longer know that the common ashram of the Sanqing is in Kunlun.This Yuxu Palace was also called Sanqing Palace in the past.

Later, they became saints, and the three brothers separated because of their different ideas.The eldest brother Laozi went to Shouyang Mountain, and the younger brother Tongtian went to Jinao Island in the East China Sea.Yuanshi Tianzun also renamed the palace as Yuxu Palace.

Now that the brothers are in harmony, it finally has some meaning of the Sanqing Palace.

But I don't know, if Tongtian knows that he and his elder brother have tricked him so that Houtu can go to the Zixiao Palace alone to meet the Taoist ancestor, can this harmony be maintained for a long time?

I just hope that fellow Taoist Houtu can return as soon as possible.

Yuanshi didn't know what to do, and the haze shrouded his heart, but he still had to do what he had to do.

In the gesture of the elder brother's eyes, he quietly played a formula.

The Pangu banner on the outermost edge tore open the gap in the void while walking, and sent a wisp of spiritual consciousness out of Yuxu Palace...

Er Qing, the words of Yuanshi Tianzun's majesty emerged in the minds of the three religions——

"Those who belong to the three sects should recite Huang Ting quietly for a hundred years and cultivate in closed doors. Those who participate in the God Conferring Tribulation in the world without authorization will talk about life and death..."

The Twelve Golden Immortals who explained and taught all bowed their heads, and obeyed the orders of their mentors, and dared not disobey them.

However, Shen Gongbao, who joined the Chanjiao at the same time as Jiang Ziya and was accepted as a registered disciple of the sage, had a tense face upon hearing this.

This Shen Gongbao thinks that his talent is considered excellent, not as good as the Twelve Golden Immortals carefully selected by Yuanshi Tianzun, but his supernatural power is far better than that of Jiang Ziya who has no celestial karma.

However, in the past few years since he started, he has never been valued by Tianzun, which is very different from Jiang Ziya who is highly valued.Don't worry about the few but the unevenness, Jiang Ziya has become a demon in Shen Gongbao's heart.

Hearing that Jiang Ziya was ordered to go down the mountain and become the prime minister of Shang, Shen Gongbao joined Xiqi after a little thought, and wanted to fight Jiang Ziya.

Now that I have received the command of Tianzun, the jealousy and unwillingness in my heart are getting stronger.

"No one from the three religions can go down the mountain, so why can Jiang Ziya?"

How is he worse than Jiang Ziya?

These years are not important, but Shen Gongbao has made a lot of friends when he travels abroad.

After struggling for a moment, Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth and secretly said,

"Pin Dao wants to compete with Jiang Shang..."

Right now, the disciples of the Three Religions cannot go out of the mountain, and Jiang Ziya cannot ask his brothers for help. This is a good time for him to perform...

Also receiving the ban from the Heavenly Lord, in the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, the disciples of the Jiejiao had different opinions.

Some sighed and sighed, "If you want to be locked up for a hundred years and not get out, you will die of boredom."

Some wisely suggested, "As long as you don't participate in the battle of the kings, you can still be sure elsewhere, such as the West?"

But there are still many rebellious disciples who are used to freedom, saying,

"What should I do? The more you don't let me, the more I want to go."

"There are only a few people in explaining education, unlike stopping teaching ten thousand immortals to come to court, what is there to be afraid of?"

"We are the ones who cut off the religion. If we want to listen, we must listen to the words of the leader of our religion, no matter what he says..."

"Could it be the one who was afraid that we would be bullied by too many people, so he made such a move—"

A few rebellious disciples who were muttering gossip were quickly beaten by the senior brother.

"Nie Yi! Master has long said that when he is away, all affairs in the teaching will be decided by the second uncle. What kind of person are you, dare to make irresponsible remarks here?"

Daoist Duobao, the chief disciple of Jiejiao, slapped and threw out a disobedient junior, his tongue burst into spring thunder.

"The poor Taoist will take the responsibility of intercepting and telling you, if anyone does not obey the order of the sage and participates in the calamity, he will be expelled from the teacher's door, regardless of life or death."

The Jiejiao disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and agreed sparingly, but some of them looked angrily and were not quite reconciled.

Duobao took the attitude of all the disciples into his eyes and didn't say a word.

Underworld.

When receiving Yuanshi Tianzun's admonition, Yang Jian was saying goodbye to the Lord of the Underworld.

He walked through the sea of ​​blood in hell, along the muddy Santu River to the bridge of Naihe.

Meng Po, who was wearing a black dress, still couldn't see her appearance clearly, as if unconsciously handing the soup in the urn to the soul who was about to be reincarnated.

The fire-like Bana Flower illuminates the darkness without light, and makes Yang Jian feel a lot of reluctance.

"Your Majesty, Yang Jian is leaving today to go to the world, and he will definitely live up to your Majesty's expectations..."

He spoke sincerely, Po Meng didn't give the slightest response, but Yang Jian knew she could hear him.

I don't know if it's fate or a deliberate arrangement, but Bian Zhuang, who was about to leave the underworld, also came to the bridge of Naihe, and happened to meet Yang Jian.

"Yo, nephew Yang Jian is also here."

As the brother who has the best relationship with Bian Zhuang, Zhao Gongming is bound to give his friend a ride.Seeing Yang Jian, his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't think about it, so he said hello.

Yang Jian, who was stunned by Yuan Shi's admonition, came back to his senses when he heard someone calling him.

"Uncle Zhao... Fellow Daoist Bian Zhuang."

Zhao Gongming naturally needless to say.Also in the underworld, another batch of students were admitted, and Yang Jian is no stranger to Bian Zhuang.

And because Daji trained him as the future Lord of Mount Tai, Yang Jian also knew Bian Zhuang's other identity—heavenly undercover agent.

He clasped his hands and called Zhao Gongming Master Uncle. Yang Jian thought of what Daji said when he told him to go to the world, so he took the initiative to ask,

"Did Fellow Daoist Bian Zhuang also come to say goodbye to Empress Dowager?"

"I'm just going away for a while."

Bian Zhuang pursed his lips and answered vaguely before realizing that Yang Jian asked "yes", and said in surprise,

"Fellow Daoists are leaving too? Where are you going?"

Yang Jian smiled, "Human world."

This answer surprised Zhao Gongming, "Just now the second uncle said that the disciples of the three religions are not allowed to go to the human world, did the nephew not hear?"

"I received."

Zhao Gongming was not surprised when he heard the words, instead he patted Yang Jian, admiring his appearance.

"Okay, nephew! I didn't expect you to have the guts. You should join us to teach!"

Yang Jian waved his hands helplessly and explained, "The disciple has already entered the underworld. Since then, the order of the Tu Niangniang will be the first, so it is not considered to have left the customs without authorization."

Fearing that Zhao Gongming would ask him in detail, Yang Jian asked Bian Zhuang again,

"Where's Fellow Daoist Bian Zhuang?"

Bian Zhuang was silent, "Heavenly Court."

Yang Jian nodded. He had known that Bian Zhuang had a background in the Heavenly Court, and he asked the question just now.With their respective missions in mind, the two are about to leave the familiar place, and their hearts are inevitably heavy.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes, smiled and took two bowls of Meng Po soup, and each of them handed over a bowl, pretending to be serious.With a half-smile,

"Let's say goodbye today, I don't know when we will meet again. Come, come, make this bowl of Mengpo soup, and the two of you will be prosperous in the future, don't forget the poor people in the underworld."

"Brother Gongming! Empress Houtu is in front of you, don't talk nonsense."

Bian Zhuang blushed, raised his head, and solemnly announced, "I will definitely come back after finishing my work!"

"Me too."

Yang Jian picked up Po Meng's soup and looked at Po Meng who seemed to be ignorant of it,

"See you tomorrow"

Zixiao Palace——

Hearing the voice of Daozu's spiritual thoughts, Daji "looked" with his spiritual thoughts.

At first glance, the image of Daozu is an old man with white beard and hair.Looking at it again, he looked like a cold and indifferent young man, and he could even be regarded as a child.

Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor who combined the way of heaven, is both the Taoist ancestor and the way of heaven.

To be precise, He is an indescribable group of images, just as she cannot use the colors defined by the world to describe the dim light on the table.

Since Hongjun appeared, this space seemed to come alive.And His existence is like a pass, behind which is a sleeping "vicious beast".

No one spoke again, but the three groups of light on the case suddenly became dazzling.Even though Daji hadn't opened her eyes, the light was reflected in her mind——

The purple light flourished, including the other two.Boundless and vast, so unhappy.

The black light is deep and firm, while the yellow light is flickering and difficult to support.

Daozu sighed, "For the sake of the prehistoric world, I will wrong my fellow Taoist to practice in Zixiao Palace in the future."

Daji shook her head, raised her hand and twirled the black and yellow light to one place, turning into a phantom of six squares to cover it.Thought is as gentle as usual.only way,

"I do it for myself, too."

What the dragon and phoenix clans did should also be completed.She won't be stuck for long...