This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

The destiny is hard to violate, even a saint can only follow the destiny, even if there is any plan in it, it is only within the scope allowed by the destiny.

The destiny cannot be violated.

Even if Hongtian sells Honghuang's position to the Chaos God and Demon, and attracts the Chaos God and Demon to invade Honghuang, but that is not destiny.

Therefore, the saints of the heavens cut off the gods and demons, retreated from the invasion, hid the prehistoric world, and waited for the millennium to change.

Destiny can be hindered and delayed, but it cannot be violated.

Zhunti frowned and calculated, but no matter how he calculated, the authority of heaven on him had indeed declined.

This made Zhunti's mood, which had just gotten better, turn bad again.

But at this moment, Jieyin smiled and said: "Junior brother, what does the decline of the power of heaven have to do with you and me? What has it to do with Buddhism? What has it to do with this journey to the west?"

"Di Xin is arrogant, fighting with my Buddhism, fighting with Yuanshi Tianzun, and now he is fighting with the way of heaven at the same time. He thinks that he is smooth sailing, so he can be unscrupulous."

"As everyone knows, there is a lot of luck and heavy karma. The more arrogant he is now, the more fierce the backlash he will receive."

"As for the decline of the power of heaven, how is it bad for you and me?"

"Now the saints are all detained in their respective dojos. What's the difference if they decline or not?"

When Zhunti heard the words, he was immediately enlightened, and all the confusion and impatience in Dao's heart disappeared. He clasped his hands together, smiled and saluted to Jieyin: "Thank you for reminding me, brother. If it wasn't for brother, I'm afraid the Buddha's heart will be damaged."

A sage in the way of heaven is like a king and his ministers in the world. The real authority of the way of heaven lies in the afterlife, not in the saint.

The authority of the heavenly way borne by the sage is like the imperial decree borne by the courtiers, who should be the responsibility of an imperial envoy.

Whether to be this imperial envoy has no effect on the position of the courtier itself, but it will be difficult to move forward because of the heavy position.

This is the case with the saint who holds the authority of heaven.

After all, it is not used at all at ordinary times, but it has a heavy burden.

At this moment, the power of heaven is declining on itself, and for saints like them, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages.

Since the invasion of gods and demons, who still cares about the position of saint?

The purpose of their practice has already become the Dao Dao!

Jieyin smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "There is no need to be like this between you and me. Junior brother, you are in charge of the external affairs of my Buddhist sect. Occasionally, the Buddha's heart is dusty, and it is normal. Junior brother, don't underestimate yourself."

The two saints smiled at each other, closed their eyes again, and deduced the fate of Buddhism.

The entire Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was once again shrouded in endless peace and happiness.

Hundreds of millions of Buddhist disciples and disciples in the pure land rejoiced, and the sound of chanting sutras echoed in the pure land forever.

……

Jinao Island.

In the Biyou Palace, Tongtian heard the will from the world, laughed, stood up, and said: "What a person to go into the sky and retreat! Di Xin, if you can let the poor be the saint, after the poor Traveling around the prehistoric region, you will call yourself a human race!"

The power of heaven is more of a shackle to a saint, and now the power of heaven fades away...

Tong Tian was ecstatic!

Just as Nuwa hoped that the luck in the world would be strong enough to allow Fuxi to be born.

The hope in his heart is not for other things, but to cut off the shackles on his body!

After Tongtian finished laughing, he glanced lightly at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and said, "Disciples, I just let you go to the Wanfa Pavilion as a teacher. Now you know what you plan to do as a teacher?"

The Holy Mother of Jinling came back to her senses after hearing the words. She never expected that Zishou would be so generous, and directly use the enlightenment and practice under the World Tree as an opportunity.

This time, in the nine heavens and ten earths, all the immortals and gods in the heavens will not be tempted.

She didn't expect that Shizun even counted Di Xin's layout!

As expected of the master!

The Holy Mother of Jinling lowered her head and said respectfully, "Master's thought is far-reaching, it's because the disciple lost his composure."

"Just now, the disciples have received a reply letter from their colleagues in Dashang. They have replaced all their salaries with the Taoist scriptures of Wanfa Pavilion."

Tong Tian nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Let them all be changed. The first batch of enlightened people under the World Tree should have a place for me to teach."

"It's best to take a few more seats. As a teacher, I'm very curious about what Dixin's next step will be. So, the more seats you take, the better."

The Holy Mother of Jinling said with some embarrassment: "Master, there was a letter from Junior Brother Gongming that although Wanfa Pavilion only had one hundred exercises at the beginning, after these years of development, it has reached more than five hundred."

"It is said that when King Shang announced to the gods and gods of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths just now, he added more than a hundred kinds of exercises to the Wanfa Pavilion. The entire Wanfa Pavilion has more than six hundred exercises."

"Based on discipleship, we can only get one seat for the time being."

Tongtian:  …

"No, I go to Qingtian and have countless materials and treasures. I can take some to the world to exchange for money!"

The Holy Mother of Jinling said: "The disciple's disciple Wen Zhong said that there is a daily limit for exchanging money in the world... Even if we have geniuses and treasures, we cannot exchange so much money in one day."

"And... I have an ominous premonition. All the gods and gods are probably thinking of cutting down mountains and demolishing caves to practice in the world. There are so many treasures in heaven and earth. I'm afraid that the currency exchanged by big merchants will become more and more expensive." few."

Tong Tian sighed, his forehead was covered with black lines, and said displeasedly:

"Di Xin wants so much money, what is his plan? Is all this money really that important?"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit: ...

Master, that is not "a little" property.

She always had a feeling in her heart that these so-called human currencies had no real value.

In the world, you can exchange as much as you want.

According to the current exchange rate of Tiancaidibao for human currency, Di Xin can buy Shangqingtian.

But the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit couldn't see through the secrets.

He didn't know that at this moment, in the back mountain of Chaoge Palace, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao almost turned into a glutton, spitting straight from his mouth, and angrily scolded the fairy god who minted coins in front of him.

"Hurry up!!"

"Your Majesty said that you need to speed up the progress of making money, and you must make ten trillion big merchant coins before the gods come down to earth!"

……

Taiqingtian, Bajing Palace.

The Empress sat on the futon, her eyes were slightly closed, and the snoring between her mouth and nose became louder.

The weakening of the authority of the Heavenly Dao made the Taishang's forgetful aura further enhanced, and the entire Bajing Palace was shrouded in a change of fiction and reality.

Jinjiao Tong'er in the alchemy room was trying to fan the flames when he suddenly found that his entire right arm was gone.

Yinjiao on the side had a horrified expression on his face, and wanted to speak, but as if he was afraid of alarming something, he tightly covered his mouth.

Facing this scene, Jin Jiao didn't panic at all, he sighed lightly and said: "The next time Elder Master forgets Tong'er, can he forget it completely?"

next moment.

Before Jin Jiao finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Yin Jiao in an instant.

Silver Horn: ...

……

Tai Sutian, Li Guangzhiye.

The way of life on Nuwa's holy body was so strong that even Yun Xiao was in awe, and the whole Li Guang's field had an atmosphere that added three points of vitality.

Nuwa glanced at Chen Tangguan, and said: "Let all the gods and gods enter the world to realize Taoism. In this way, the karma of the gods and gods will enter the human race. Di Xin, this is not just the karma of the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty." The gods of the heavens bear the karma of all calamities since the creation of the world. What will your next step be?"

Fairy Yunxiao stood beside Nuwa, and after Nuwa looked away, she respectfully said: "Your Majesty, luck is heavy, destiny is even more important."

"The King of Shang's actions this time are like adding fire to his salary, like icing on the cake, making the world infinitely beautiful, and there is no one in the world to compete with him, but in the future, many karma will backfire, and the luck of the world may not be able to stop it."

Nuwa's eyes were flat, and she spoke only after a while, and said quietly: "Perhaps, these causes and effects may not necessarily fall on the human race."

Fairy Yunxiao frowned in confusion, but then she remembered Zishou's usual style of doing things.

Could it be... the king of Shang wants to throw back the destiny and the weight of luck to the saint?
The eyes of Yun Xiaoxian's follower involuntarily fell on Yu Qingtian and Buddhism.

……

In the midst of chaos, Yujing Mountain.

Zixiao Palace is shrouded in a purple cloud, and countless flashes of light and dark are flickering in Zixiao Palace.

The strange flowers with spiritual roots in various parts of Yujing Mountain were all covered with a dull gray color.

The entire Zixiao Palace seemed to have lost a layer of color.

In Zixiao Palace.

Hollow thunder rolls on and on, coming and going.

Every roar is enough to kill any immortal god whose Dao heart is unstable.

In the huge hall, a bed of clouds rises and falls, and countless mysterious Taoism flows on it.

however.

The owner of the cloud bed is not on it.

In the entire Zixiao Palace, there was not a single person.

Empty.

……

Since Hongjun joined the Dao, he has hardly been out of Zixiao Palace. Except for the time when Empress Pingxin left the underworld, even the saint has never seen his deity leave Zixiao Palace.

However, at this moment, Zixiao Palace was empty, and even the aura of Hongjun himself did not remain in Zixiao Palace, just like Taoist ancestor Hongjun deliberately erased it.

Hongjun is not in Zixiao Palace.

At this moment...

He is in front of an island, which is far-reaching and secluded, devouring all consciousness and laws.

This is the end that collapses into endless darkness, and this is the outside of the reality piled up with falsehood.

In its extreme depths, countless rivers of time and space collapsed into areas that seemed real and illusory.

Here, like space, but not space; time exists here, but does not exist.

Chaos here also becomes falsity.

On the vast island in front of Hongjun, there is a building that looks like a prison. Everything in it is hidden in reality and illusion, and only a little bit of breath leaks out.

However, just this little breath is enough to deter hundreds of millions of Chaos gods and demons, making them ignore this place instinctively forever.

Any creature born in the chaos will completely ignore these things, and will never look at this place with a little bit of divine sense.

Only those with special opportunities can discover the existence here.

Standing in front of this building, Hongjun does not know how many years have passed, because time exists and does not exist here.

Hongjun could stand here for just a flick of a finger, or he could stand here for hundreds of millions of years and hundreds of kalpas.

Hongjun stood in front of the building for a long time, and he didn't know how many times he opened his mouth, saying: "Poor Dao Hongjun, I sincerely come to visit, is the owner here?"

A pitch-black building with no response.

Hongjun couldn't help but sighed in his heart. He was able to find this place because he discovered a little bit of weak to almost undetectable cause and effect between this place and Honghuang.

But just found it.

Then, Hongtian used the power of heaven and control over his body to erase the relevant memories by himself.

However, after he left, Hongjun gradually regained this part of memory.

After Hongtian left, he came here for a stroll when he didn't have time.

Unfortunately, I can't get in.

He found that even with all the principles in his heart, he couldn't really walk into the island in front of him, even if he just walked closer from the current foothold.

Every time he takes a step forward, he has to travel through countless time and space, separate hundreds of millions of destinies, exhaust his energy, and take great risks.

No matter how many steps he takes, the distance between him and the building will not change.

Hongjun's eyes fell on the extremely mysterious and unfathomable building, intending to send his spiritual thoughts into it, but in the end he held back.

He had tried it once before, but as soon as the divine sense approached, a sense of danger that could crush everything in him surged over in an instant.

Just like when a mortal faces the huge waves of the world, the absolutely irresistible thought in his heart will instantly overwhelm all his thoughts.

Hongjun knew very well that he didn't even need to get close to the building, as long as he took another offensive step forward, he would die completely.

Hongjun's gaze seemed to be fixed on the building, and occasionally he could see the mysterious building changing slightly.

Hongjun shook it lightly, he couldn't be sure, was it true?Is it phantom?

After a long time, Hongjun said softly: "Where is this place? Why did the poor deduce such a strange thing from Di Xin's fate? This building seems to be higher than Chaos. Could it be Hongmeng?"

"But how could Hongmeng appear in such a form? What is the karma between it and Dixin?"

Hongjun muttered to himself, naturally he would not get any reply.

Hongjun stood in the same place for a long time again, when suddenly his fascination moved, he raised his hand and pinched his fingers, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in a low voice: "En? The way of heaven has changed. The foundation of Zixiao Palace has actually moved. What happened to Honghuang ?”

There is almost no cause and effect with chaos here, and he can only know this.

When Hongjun thought about it, he was about to return to Zixiao Palace, but just when he was about to turn this idea into reality, he stopped abruptly.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Zixiao Palace, his eyes were calm, not impatient, after a long time of calm, he laughed and said: "That is a matter of heaven, what has it to do with poor Tao?"

"Since you want to destroy the prehistoric world, recreate the heaven and the earth with the earth fairy world, and reset the earth's feng shui fire, then you have to bear the counterattack of the prehistoric beings."

"What Di Xin did and said, from the very beginning, was to transcend the fate. Pindao wants to see if you control his destiny, or if he transcends your destiny."

Hongjun dismissed the cause and effect from Zixiao Palace, looked forward again, and said: "Poor Dao Hongjun, I sincerely come to visit, is the master here?"

This time, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a mysterious and slender figure of a woman walking from the end of the darkness, holding a monkey with six ears in her hand.

The moment Hongjun saw the woman's back, the most terrifying fear suddenly appeared in his heart since enlightenment!

This sense of crisis is more terrifying than the fear brought to him when the consciousness of heaven devoured his Dao heart!
this moment.

Hongjun didn't hesitate at all, just like when he sat on the throne of heaven, he cut out a corpse in an instant!
next moment.

His figure immediately disappeared in place, leaving only half of the eel alive and kicking in front of the woman's eyes.

All the causes and effects of him and this figure are entangled on this half of the eel.

The woman was also taken aback when she saw this, smiled lightly, and said, "You run really fast."