Journey to the West: Ask the ancestors to be the masters of the Dragon Clan

“The avenue never appears on the surface, you must experience it with your heart.”

Ao Zong held the Xuan Curse Qi Luck Book and smiled, and then passed between Bai Ling and Yunjing.

“Don’t hang around, come in to cultivate, and strive to achieve Da Luo as soon as possible, my disciples have not yet achieved Da Luo with the two of you and Qilin.”

Hearing this, Bai Ling and Yunjing hurriedly followed.

Punishment Heaven and Chi You continued to consolidate their cultivation.

Attaining the quasi-sainthood, both of them were excited.

They are now comparable to the ancestral witch, but there is still a big gap compared to the peak ancestral witch.

Houtu Niangniang, who was far away in the prefecture, sensed this.

Although she could not count the traces of Punishment Heaven and Qianyou, she could feel their breath in the underworld.

On the bridge.

Houtu, who was transformed into Meng Po, thought in his heart while serving soup: “Ao Zong’s predecessors are really powerful, they have become people, but they can surpass the former great witch cultivation. ”

If you let Punishment Tian and Qianyou come back now, I am afraid it will not work.

Meng Po sighed.

The Wu tribe has really become a microcosm of the long river of history and no longer exists.

“Meng Po, meet again, can you not drink soup?” A ghost came and asked with a grin.

Meng Po handed him the soup expressionlessly.

“Drink more, lest you think of those things in your past life again.”

“How do you know that my past life was very dense? Excited, Meng Po actually remembered me, or would he leave me as an errand in the prefecture? ”

……

Since Sanxiao promised the Tongtian Sect Lord not to make a move for ten years, the morale of the Sect Intercept side has soared, and coupled with the addition of the Asura clan, King Wu of Zhou has once again struggled.

The Jade Emperor had to send more immortal gods to participate in the war.

The same is true of Western religion.

Halfway up Lingshan.

The Ao Zong doppelganger, who had turned into a worldly bodhisattva, was cultivating head-on towards the sky.

Jun Ti suddenly appeared beside him, put his hands behind his waist, and smiled: “Apprentice, how are you doing?” ”

Ao Zong opened his eyes and said respectfully, “Since my teaching, my cultivation has been growing day by day. ”

Jun Ti smiled with satisfaction, and then raised his hand and said, “Master will take you to the Bodhi tree to preach for you.” ”

With a wave of his right hand, the two of them moved away.

They came to the bottom of the Bodhi tree behind the temple.

Looking at the firmament from here, the firmament is bloody and so poignant.

Jun Ti sat under the tree and said softly, “Apprentice, do you know what is the grand wish of the establishment of the Western Sect?” ”

Ao Zong followed and sat down.

Right at this moment.

Inside the Pangu Dragon Hall.

“Detecting that the Heavenly Dao Saint Jun Ti is preparing to brainwash your doppelganger, you have the following options.”

“One, immediately get out of the customs, make a big fuss about Western Elysium, and get the Bodhi Tree!”

“Second, continue the retreat, ignore Zhun Ti’s calculations, and get the Meditation Buddha Bead!”

Brainwash?

Ao Zong was speechless.

No wonder the Buddhas and bodhisattvas of the future are so dead-hearted.

Ao Zong immediately cut off the divine connection with the Bodhisattva.

Jun Ti began to preach to the Bodhisattva, who looked fixed and thoughtful.

Long.

Jun Ti finished his sermon with a pang of self-satisfaction.

“Although you hate Ao Zong very much, don’t blame it for being a teacher just in case.”

Ao Zong slowly opened his eyes, with a look of great compassion and compassion, and said, “The grand wish of the Western Sect will be carried out by the disciples!” ”

Zhun Ti nodded in satisfaction and said, “Practice well, this immeasurable calamity, you should not go down the mountain, practice well, and become a Buddha as soon as possible.” ”

“Yes!”

……

Pangu Dragon Temple.

Ao Zong played with the Meditation Buddha Bead, this thing looks very unusual.

“What is it?” Yunjing asked curiously.

Ao Zong directly threw the Meditation Buddha Bead to her and said, “I gave it to you, take it with you usually, lest you go crazy.” ”

Hearing this, Yunjing smiled and put the Meditation Buddha Bead on his hand.

Bai Ling pouted and said, “What about me?” ”

“Wait until you break through Da Luo.”

“Ah, that’s going to take a long time.”

Bai Lingyan was stunned, she felt that she had broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, not to mention ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years, for ordinary monsters, that is eternity.

Ao Zong smiled, did not comfort her, closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

He had the Xuan Curse Qi Luck Book on his legs, and while he was cultivating, he began to curse Jun Ti.

In the future, he will have to take precautions, maybe Zhun Ti will also use Buddhism to brainwash the world-venerable bodhisattva.

Jun Ti, who had just returned to his dojo, found that his luck was waning.

Like the Tongtian Sect Leader, he calculated the outline of the Xuan Curse Qi Luck Book, but he couldn’t calculate who was behind the scenes.

“Damn it, who the hell?”

Quasi-lifting is angry and corrupted.

This feeling of knowing that someone is secretly calculating themselves, but they can’t catch each other, is really unpleasant.

Definitely some saint!

At least the cultivation is not weaker than him!

All three are possible!

Because of the curse of the Xuan Qi Luck Book, Zhun Ti could not cultivate at ease.

Even if the speed of qi luck is very slow and insignificant, if it is long, it will accumulate and damage its foundation.

“Absolutely heavenly, this dog thing!”

Jun Ti muttered, his eyes full of hatred.

When the Tongtian Sect Lord meets, he doesn’t give face, the contradiction is the biggest with him, who else can he be besides the Tongtian Sect Leader?

Zhun Ti began to calculate, preparing for the Yin Heaven Sect Lord.

A year after cursing Zhun Ti, Ao Zong began to curse the Tongtian Sect Lord again.

Well.

At the moment, Ao Zong cursed the two of them.

But what is very tacit is that these two saints think that the other party is calculating themselves.

Victims are suspicious of each other.

……

Shang.

Duo Bao Taoist is meditating in a Taoist temple.

A phantom shadow appeared in front of him, not Zhun Ti, but who it was.

Seeing Zhun Ti appear, the people of Duo Bao Dao immediately stood up and saluted.

Jun Ti smiled kindly, “Duo Bao, how did you think about it?” ”

Duo Bao Daoist hesitated, “I haven’t made up my mind yet. ”

Although he could feel that the Tongtian Sect Lord was alienating himself, the Sect had not yet lost the trend.

If he turned to the Western Church, and the Western Religion failed miserably, how could he still gain a foothold in the flood?

No matter how calculating the saint is, he will not tear his face.

But he’s different.

Even if he was killed by the Tongtian Sect Lord, Zhun Ti probably wouldn’t be heartbroken.

“The demon clan is already helping the Western Sect, you should understand that this is what Ao Zong means.” Jun Ti said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Duo Bao Daoist frowned.

Will Ao Zong’s predecessors join the WTO?

“He once said that the three Qings will be defeated, and victory will be in the West.”

Seeing the expression of the Duo Bao Daoist, Zhun Ti understood that he could make a fuss about Ao Zong.

When the people of Duo Bao Dao heard this, they couldn’t help but change color.

In his heart, Ao Zong was definitely the power that saw the immeasurable calamity the most besides the Dao Ancestor.

Even Ao Zong said so, could it be that Sanqing would lose?

“Hmph! Zhun Ti, you will do these bad calculations? Are you worthy of being a saint? ”

A cold snort sounded, Zhun Ti moved, turned his head, and saw the Lord of Tongtian Sect standing in the air, hunting in black robes, his face full of anger.

Jun Ti did not panic, but became angry, and he sneered: “Yo, Tongtian, you mean to say me? Have you forgotten that book? ”

His yin and yang strange mockery.

That book!

When the Tongtian Sect Lord heard this, anger burst out in his eyes.

“Dead bald! Sure enough, it’s you! ”