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Subhuti felt that his disciple was too inhumane, and it was difficult to conquer the holy place.

"Death again? Changsheng, even if I want to cooperate, Tathagata doesn't have the strength."

Most of the cultivation of Saint Chunti is now in the hands of the incarnation of Subhuti.

He just stood there and let Tathagata kill him. Unless Tathagata got the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, he might not be able to cut him.

Of course, from Tathagata's perspective, everything is different.

Ji Changsheng also said this: "Teacher, the Tathagata doesn't know."

Subhuti: "... Immortal, I am not Haotian, I do not practice tolerance, I want to save face, I cannot really be a disgrace to a saint."

Ji Changsheng persuaded, "Teacher, you are already a disgrace to a saint."

Subhuti was speechless.

The truth always hurts so much.

Since the death of Saint Zhunti, he has indeed become recognized as the shame of saints, bringing confidence to countless strong men.

Tathagata is a typical representative.

Subhuti: "I want face if I live forever."

Ji Changsheng was very patient: "Teacher, you've already lost face once. It doesn't matter the second time. You don't want to lose face the first time in vain."

The sunk cost made Subhuti fall into silence.

Will also began to shift.

Indeed, the first death cannot be in vain.

And Chang Sheng was right. He died once before, which had already made many strong men ready to take action.

If he dies again, there will only be more powerful people ready to take action.

But he still didn't want to lose face again.

Even saints admire Haotian's mentality, and it is difficult for them to do it in vain.

Ji Changsheng said another word, making Subhuti even more silent: "Teacher, you can't even give up money just to save face, right?"

Subhuti: "..."

Which is more important, money or face, is really a difficult question.

For Zhunti, this amount of money is still an astronomical figure.

"Teacher, don't worry, I certainly won't let you really perish."

Seeing that his dear teacher was already moved by the Seven Hearts, Ji Changsheng began to pave the way for the teacher: "As you said, even if you want to die, Tathagata doesn't have the strength. So, we just need to fake death to escape."

Subhuti forcefully defended himself: "Immortal, I, the majestic saint, died at the hands of the Tathagata. Do you think the outside world will believe it?"

Ji Changsheng sighed softly: "Teacher, ask yourself, who do you think won't believe it? You have been defeated by Tathagata a long time ago."

Subhuti felt a pain in his chest.

"Among the six saints, only you can execute this strategy so that the outside world can believe it. It would not work if it were other saints. Teacher, you are the chosen one."

"Stop talking, it will make you feel uncomfortable as a teacher."

Ji Changsheng comforted him again: "Teacher, don't worry, after you finish repaying the loan from Heaven, I will be the first to help you bring Tathagata to heaven to worship you, so that other great powers can regain their respect for you."

"That's all it can do."

Zhunti knew that what Ji Changsheng said was right. His status as a saint had already been broken, and he didn't care if he broke one more.

At this moment, Zhunti somewhat regretted that he usually boasted too little.

During the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the leader of Tongtian was frequently defeated, and his record was disastrous. However, leader of Tongtian knew how to brag, so the leader of Tongtian who held the Four Swords of Killing Immortals was very imaginative to the outside world.

Zhunti did not give the outside world this kind of imagination, so even if he lost to other quasi-sages, the outside world would think it was very reasonable.

So much so that He himself agrees that this kind of fishing plan can only win the trust of the outside world if He executes it.

If it were the Taiqing Saint, he would definitely be fake and not catch any fish.

"Tell me, how do you want me to fake death and escape?" Subhu asked.

Ji Changsheng analyzed: "You still need to leave some legacy of the saint to some extent, so that some Buddhist melon-eating people can get some benefits. It is best to make immediate progress, so that the outside world can be more excited about the legacy of the saint. As for the escape plan, the teacher can arrange it himself. You must have other backup plans, and then just transfer your cultivation to another incarnation."

Every cunning rabbit has three burrows.

And a saint is a saint after all.

Even if Saint Zhunti had no other incarnation before, it wouldn't be too difficult to create one on the spot in a flash of thought.

Ji Changsheng absolutely believed that the teacher had this ability.

In fact there is.

What Subhuti really couldn't get through was the hurdle in his heart.

Of course, with his disciple's persuasion, Subhuti quickly gave in.

"Then I'll give those traitors to Buddhism some money, and I'll have to use it to repay the loan in the future."

"Teacher is wise, the meat rots in the pot, and outsiders cannot benefit from it." Ji Changsheng said.

Their plan was finalized, and the Buddhist army to encircle Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave had already arrived.

A great battle ensued.

Subhuti showed a foundation that shocked the Tathagata. He actually had a "tie" with Him, which was much improved compared to the last time in Lingshan.

But with the help of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lights, Subhuti was ultimately defeated.

He tried to force his way out, but lost to the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of Tathagata Buddha's hands.

In the end, Subhuti chose to self-destruct.

The flesh and blood of the saint enveloped thousands of miles around.

All Buddhist powers involved in this battle have benefited greatly.

"I seem to feel the opportunity of Da Luo."

"The poor monk has arrived in front of the Daluo Gate since he was in the middle stage of the True King Realm."

"Amitabha, the old monk's conduct has also improved."

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng was surprised and happy.

The essence and blood of the saint can really work for the powerful Da Luo.

The Tathagata felt the improvement of his Taoist realm. He was amazed and a little frightened at the same time: "Subhuti's hidden treasure is so deep. The strength he showed last time in Lingshan was only 80% of what it is now. If he hadn't brought help this time, let him Subhuti ran away."

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva felt the collapse of the ten thousand ways, the chaos of the heavenly way, and his own higher strength, including the true blood of the saint floating in the jade bottle in his hand, and his mood was up and down.

"It seems to be the true blood of a saint."

"World Honored One, did we really kill the saint?"

Tathagata Buddha glanced at the jade purification bottle of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva.

Subhuti self-destructed, leaving not much flesh and blood behind.

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva grabbed a full drop of the saint's essence and blood, and even he was a little greedy.

However, compared with Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, a great Luo-level ally, Tathagata Buddha could not endure it.

"All the ways collapsed and the way of heaven was in chaos. Subhuti was definitely dead. There is no doubt about it. However, he took the initiative to self-destruct, and his true spirit still exists, and he may merge with the body of reincarnation." Tathagata Buddha has seen through everything: "This way The fall is not a true and complete fall, but Zhunti's strength has been weakened by at least half. I am afraid that Zhunti will have to start practicing again as a mortal."

"Then if we attack the reincarnation of the saint when he was weak, will it still be effective?" Ancient Buddha Randen asked.

Many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan also looked at Tathagata Buddha with burning eyes.

Tathagata Buddha gave them an affirmative answer.

"Of course the effect is a little worse, but the reincarnation of a saint is still a saint, and he has the characteristics of a saint, so he will still have the effects that he should have."

Tathagata Buddha closed the coffin and concluded.

This conclusion quickly spread privately.

It’s not just the strong people from the outside world.

This time, the powerful Buddhists who did not participate in the siege of Fangcun Mountain also began to make up for the situation.

Among them are even close friends of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the other two of the four great Bodhisattvas - Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

When they saw the saint's essence and blood in the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva, their eyes began to turn red.

"I actually asked Tathagata to make it happen."

"I thought that saints are aloof and immortal... Zhunti is indeed a shame for saints."

"Cihang, can you make progress in your practice?"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment and nodded.

But she quickly reminded: "Manjusri, Samantabhadra, once the matter involves a saint, you must think twice before acting."

She knew the inside story, so she didn't want her former classmates to be involved.

But her reminder was destined to be in vain.

Samantabhadra smiled deliberately and said: "Cihang, you have been promoted to Daluo yourself, so you don't want Manjusri and I to also progress, right?"

What can Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva say?

She could only say: "Even if you want to hunt the reincarnation of the saint, it is best to set up a safety barrier. The Immortal Emperor will not just sit idly by."

The intimidating power of the Immortal Emperor is still there.

Manjushri and Samantabhadra both nodded.

A glint flashed in Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's eyes: "Tathagata recently went to see Kong Xuan's younger brother and Phoenix's second son, the Dapeng Golden Winged Eagle, and wanted the Dapeng Golden-winged Eagle to sit in the Corpse Forest."

Manjusri Bodhisattva: "The Golden-winged Dapeng? The Corpse Forest? This is a must-see place on the way to Lingshan. Cihang's reminder makes sense. It's best to set up a safety barrier. My mount, the green-haired lion, seems to be the same as the Golden-winged Dapeng. There is some friendship."

"My mount, the six-tusked white elephant, has always wanted to do whatever he wants in the mortal world. His cultivation level is not much worse than mine."

The two Bodhisattvas looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed deeply in his heart.

These two fellow disciples probably have no idea how deep the water is.

But she signed a confidentiality agreement.

He didn't dare to destroy the arrangement of Emperor Changsheng.

Therefore, she could only hint as much as possible to her two classmates.

But the opportunity to be promoted to Daluo is before you. Those who can control their greed and character at this time are true Buddhas.

It is a pity that there are countless Buddhas in Lingshan, but there is no real Buddha.

Manjusri and Samantabhadra are just a little more cautious than most powerful people.

Manjusri Bodhisattva said solemnly: "The Tathagata has gained a lot from the Fangcun Mountain this time. It is said that the Tathagata will hold an Obon gathering, where he will share opportunities with powerful people from all walks of life to strengthen Buddhism. He is indeed very courageous and good at craftsmanship. "

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva laughed incomprehensibly: "I heard another version. Fangcun Mountain was destroyed because Emperor Changsheng killed all the demon gods in the heaven who were born in Jiejiao. The gods and gods were all destroyed. Tathagata was furious. , This is revenge for Subhuti. But if we continue to take action, it will be equivalent to a full-scale war between Tathagata and Emperor Changsheng."

Manjushri Bodhisattva was slightly shocked: "Killing a saint is not as serious as offending Emperor Changsheng."

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva calmly said: "A saint who has died once is certainly not as intimidating as the rising Emperor of Immortality. The Tathagata has proven that saints can also be enemies. So far, the Emperor of Immortality seems to have not been defeated."

If Ji Changsheng were present, he could only lament that the teacher's "holy design" was well established.

The holy design of the "weak chicken saint" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Obviously there is a wall between saints and quasi-sages, but Zhunti saint can make other strong people think that there is not much difference between quasi-sages and saints. This is also an ability.

Empress Nuwa also had this ability, but Empress Nuwa was dragged down by rumors. It was obvious that her record was already brilliant.

Zhunti depends entirely on yourself.

If He was defeated or killed, it would not arouse any suspicion from the outside world.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva continued: "The Emperor Changsheng had the upper hand in the battle with Empress Houtu before. Later, whether it was the Peach Club or the battle in the Heavenly Palace, Emperor Changsheng also completely suppressed Tathagata. If the fight continues, Tathagata will certainly not be sure. Can suppress the Immortal Emperor. Therefore, Tathagata dares to destroy Fangcun Mountain, but does not dare to pursue the reincarnation of Zhunti. As far as I know, the reincarnation of Zhunti will be protected by the great sage Ping Zhang."

Manjushri Bodhisattva frowned and said: "So the Tathagata wants to divert trouble to the east, make all strong men realize the value of saints, and then let the Emperor of Immortality face these enemies?"

"That's how it should be."

"But if this happens, wouldn't we also hate the Emperor of Immortality?"

"In the face of Daluo opportunity, what are you afraid of if you hate the Emperor of Immortality?" Samantabhadra Bodhisattva didn't care: "When we left the Chan Sect and joined the Western Sect, we even hated Teacher Yuanshi. No matter how powerful the Emperor of Changsheng is, he can still be stronger than Teacher Yuanshi. Can’t do it?”

Manjushri and Avalokitesvara fell silent together.

"Everything depends on people. You must fight when you should fight. Of course, there is a possibility of losing or even dying. Cihang, if Manjusri and I end up fighting each other, and the Emperor of Immortality wants to kill us, I hope you can do it for the sake of our friendship. Let me make peace with Manjusri."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva had no choice but to smile bitterly: "I did have a good relationship with Emperor Changsheng before, but since I got close to Tathagata Buddha, I have also hated Emperor Changsheng. If you place your hopes on me, I advise you not to take risks."

This was her last reminder.

pity.

People die for wealth, birds die for food, and strong people go crazy for saints.

Emperor Xiaotian used saints as bait. Except for those who knew the inside story, it was impossible for other strong people to control him.

It’s not just Lingshan.

It’s not just Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

When they learned that Fangcun Mountain had been wiped out and the saint's legacy fell into the hands of Tathagata Buddha, and that Tathagata Buddha was also planning to hold an Bon Bon party and invite powerful people from all over the world to share it, the responders gathered.

Buddhism became very popular.

The Bon Festival, which was originally an internal repertoire of Lingshan Mountain, suddenly became more popular than the Queen Mother's Peach Festival.

The Queen Mother was very unhappy.

"Emperor Immortal, Tathagata is too popular, it's best to suppress it."

The flat peach will be the core competitiveness of the Queen Mother, and she cannot allow problems with the flat peach.

Ji Changsheng must give the Queen Mother her face.

Therefore, the Changsheng Emperor quickly issued an announcement:

"Those who participate in the Bon Festival are enemies of the Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion."

The time to stand in line has arrived.

Saint Zhunti silently opened the blacklist.

When Wuzhuang Guanzhen Yuanzi expressed his intention to participate in the Bon Festival, Zhunti started to protest.

"Changsheng, I think Zhen Yuanzi is in bad luck, and there will be disaster."

Emperor Xiaotian, who respected his teachers, immediately nodded: "Understood, teacher, I will make arrangements."