Chapter 96: Randeng uncovers the grass, Minghe scolds Jieyin!
Yingzhou Island and Fangzhang Island are suspended at the junction of the East China Sea and the sky.

The boundless sea is shrouded in fairy air and covered with magical herbs and flowers, giving it a mysterious charm.

Giants from all sides and numerous forces have flocked to these two fairy islands to explore the opportunities hidden there.

Western religion is divided into two parts, led by the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti.

They entered Yingzhou Island and Fangzhang Island respectively, trying to seize the innate spiritual objects.

"Yingzhou Island and our Western Religion do have a predestined relationship in previous lives, but unfortunately it has fallen into the hands of the Three Pure Ones!"

"Even if this island cannot belong to my Western Church, I will plunder the island's resources and will never return empty-handed."

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva, the two of you quickly go and collect the roots of the immortal herbs and the towering ancient tree!”

"These are all treasures that can gather immortal energy and increase the origin and foundation of my Xumi Mountain and even the Western World."

Randang used his supreme Buddhist power to clear all the grass within a thousand miles in front of him in an instant.

The commotion caused by this action was earth-shattering.

"Randeng, you bald ass, don't you take the Queen Mother of the West and me seriously?"

"Yingzhou Island is already a place of Xuanmen, how dare you be so bold as to remove the grass? What's the difference between you and a robber and a thief?"

"Return the turf immediately, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The ancestor of space witch Dijiang, the aura around him was like a sharp blade, and in an instant he arrived in front of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng.

A large hand like a palm-leaf fan has been placed on Randeng's shoulder, and countless spatial blades are gathering.

It only takes a moment to deliver a fatal blow.

How could a mere early stage quasi-saint have the guts to act so arrogantly in front of Emperor Jiang?

"Di Jiang, don't go too far!"

"My Western world is barren and desolate, and everyone knows it."

"The Three Pure Ones have already occupied the Kunlun Mountains, the blessed land of immortals, and now they want to monopolize Yingzhou Island. This is really too much."

"Why don't you give it to me, the Western Church? That would be the best use of it."

"You are the leader of the twelve witch ancestors, but you are speaking for the Three Pure Ones. Isn't that lowering your status?"

"I am the deputy leader of the Western Religion. How dare you be rude to me?"

Randeng showed no fear at all and questioned Dijiang repeatedly. His voice was like thunder, echoing on Yingzhou Island and instantly attracted the attention of countless powerful people.

"Saint Jieyin, the behavior of your Western religion is really despicable!"

"The Queen Mother of the West has already announced to all the powerful beings in the world that Yingzhou Island is the territory of the Three Pure Ones, but Randeng still did something contrary to this."

"Isn't this just courting death and adding to the jokes?"

"There's nothing wrong with looking for opportunities, but removing the grass is really unreasonable!"

The old man of the Styx, who was hiding in the void, suddenly spoke to the Saint of Reception, and a hint of joy appeared on his gloomy face.

As soon as he entered Yingzhou Island, he was lucky enough to find two top-grade innate spiritual roots, the Blood Spirit Fruit Tree and the Flower of the Other Shore. Of course, he was extremely happy.

At the same time, he was secretly grateful to the Three Pure Ones in his heart.

After all, Yingzhou Island belongs to the Three Pure Ones. He got the opportunity here, and he owed the Three Pure Ones the cause and effect.

If you can speak up for justice, perhaps you can resolve this human relationship and live a free and easy life.

Otherwise, with the calmness of the Old Ancestor of the Styx, how could he mock the Saint of Reception?
"Ancestor Minghe, how can you have any say here?"

"Western religions follow the general trend of Heaven and are committed to repairing the broken Western world."

"Over the past thousand years, the immortal energy in the Western world has gradually recovered, and the earth veins have also shown signs of recovery."

"Isn't this kind of kindness enough for me to get some magical herbs and flowers from Yingzhou Island?"

The Saint Jie Yin snorted coldly and looked towards the Styx with disdain.

The master of the Netherworld Blood Sea has a low-key style of doing things, but he always likes to imitate others and act like a clown. When he saw Nuwa create humans and achieve the status of a saint, he imitated her to create the Asura clan; when Taiqing Laozi founded the Human Religion, he also founded the Asura Religion.

What is ridiculous is that the old man of the Styx obtained very little merit from the Heavenly Dao, and these two things have become his indelible shameful history and have been widely spread in the prehistoric world.

Therefore, the Saint Jie Yin looked down upon the Ancestor of the Styx.

Below the saint, we are all ants!
Faced with the Three Pure Ones and the goddess Nuwa, the two saints from the West may be submissive.

But when was it the turn of someone as insignificant as Styx to butt in?

"It's full of nonsense!"

"The revival of the Western immortal energy and the gradual recovery of the earth veins, is it the credit of you two Western saints?"

"Although this ancestor is hiding in the Netherworld Blood Sea, my 480 million Blood God Sons are spread all over the four directions and eight wastelands, and they know countless secrets."

"Thousands of years ago, the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi began to travel around the prehistoric world, secretly repairing the damaged earth veins."

"The prosperity of the Western world over the past thousand years is actually all his credit. What does it have to do with your Western religion?"

As soon as the old man of the Styx said this, it was like a huge rock thrown into the lake, causing a thousand waves.

The grand sound of Tao echoes between heaven and earth.

Not only the people on Yingzhou Island, but also the powerful people on Fangzhang Island, Dong Wanggong, Hongyun Taoist and others in the Immortal Palace could hear it clearly.

For a while, sighs were heard everywhere.

The forces and powerful men from all sides showed contempt for the two Western saints and the disciples of the Western religion in their eyes.

The atmosphere became frozen and extremely strange.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Only my Western religion can restore vitality to the Western world and reproduce the prosperity of the first catastrophe of Longhan."

"What virtue and ability does Zhen Yuanzi have to repair the damaged earth veins?"

"Ancestor Minghe, if you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"

The Saint Jie Yin waved his hand, looking somewhat exasperated.

As for the revival of immortal energy and restoration of earth veins, Saint Jie Yin knew clearly that it was not the credit of him and Saint Zhunti.

But he didn't understand what the reason was.

Therefore, over the years, the Jie Yin Saint has gone with the flow and attributed the changes in the Western world to Western religions.

In his opinion, repairing the earth veins is something that even the saints of the Heavenly Dao cannot do.

Zhen Yuanzi is only a quasi-saint at the peak level. Even though he is in charge of the Book of Earth, how can he possess such a miraculous ability?
"hehe."

"In terms of cultivation, this ancestor is certainly not as good as you, the Heavenly Dao Saint."

"But when it comes to my ability to save my life, even the Three Pure Ones would have to look at me differently."

"What I despise most are shameless people like you and Saint Zhunti."

"Now Randeng is following your example, it is truly a shame for the prehistoric world!"

"The way of heaven is unfair. It actually allows people like you to attain sainthood. Ugh!"

In front of the Saint Jie Yin, Minghe finally expressed the resentment that had been pent up in his heart for tens of thousands of years.

Looking back, he was famous and founded the Ashura clan and established the Ashura religion, but he was not valued by the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu.

However, the two saints of the West were shameless and had such an opportunity.

Why?
Just when the Saint of Reception and all the powerful people looked confused.

The figure of the old man of the Styx flashed and he appeared in front of Dijiang.

There was a dark bloody light flashing in his eyes, and he stared at the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp with ill intentions.

That look is like that of a vicious wolf!
(End of this chapter)

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