Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

As time flows like the tide,

The sky and the earth are changing colors alternately.

The Jiejiao gods distributed in every corner of the vast prehistoric continent

He hurried back to where all the immortals gathered.

However, in this vast universe,

Not all the Jiejiao gods could reach the island where all the immortals gathered in just over a month, not to mention those who were in meditation, they might not even know what was going on.

Regarding this situation, everyone in Jiejiao said they didn't care. If they came, they were welcome. If they didn't come, it didn't matter. After all, even if only half of the Jiejiao gods came, the number was still quite astonishing.

Since the moment the bell rang that day, a large number of people gathered from different directions and finally arrived at the sacred land. Then, under the arrangement and guidance of the seven great immortals,

Gathered in front of Biyou Palace.

The huge capacity of the Jiejiao Holy Land is enough to accommodate all members without appearing crowded.

There would be no pressure even if all the Jiejiao sects gathered here.

Around the Biyou Palace, more Jiejiao gods gathered, but there was no chaos or noise at the scene.

Occasionally, the gods would communicate and discuss, but their voices were always low and cautious.

Or get up and walk around the edge of the field, chatting with others.

This is not because they are born with noble character, but because they dare not make loud noises in the sacred space where the Holy Spirit of the Great Venerable descends.

Perhaps the Dragon King would not necessarily punish them for their behavior, but they still did not want to offend him and maintained high respect and awe for the Dragon King.

As an inner hall elder of the Dragon Clan, Long Ling did not need to line up in front of the Dragon Emperor's throne early.

When the date of the meeting between the three kings finally arrived, he and the dragon girl Qingyu came to the green pool in front of the palace.

Wait quietly here for a while, and you will suddenly feel a few mysterious and profound auras in the air, and then the light like fabric will decorate the sky and the earth with extraordinary splendor.

The holy and brilliant lights spread across the entire sky like brocade.

Then, nine huge blue dragons flew into the sky, they were majestic and powerful, and then a noble and solemn royal chariot was towed from behind, surrounded by floating clouds and shining golden light.

Standing on the royal chariot was one of the three great kings of the dragon realm, a majestic figure.

Needless to say, that was a god named Taichu Longzun.

Standing next to him is an old dragon holding a peach staff. He has neatly combed hair on both sides of his bun and wears a gray-black Taoist robe. His body is surrounded by layers of colorful clouds and there is colorful light bursting out from the top of his head.

He is in good spirits. He is the left wing of the Taichu Dragon King, that is, the deputy king Thunder Dragon.

Behind the royal chariot followed a group of dragon kings with unique postures, riding flying eagles, stepping on misty clouds or riding on spirit deer...

In addition to the dragon kings who were directly recruited as inner ministers, and several young and strong men, there were also dozens of young men with relatively weak cultivation.

As the royal carriage slowly passed by, an indescribable sacred atmosphere emanated from the air.

Sometimes it floats in the sky and earth, and sometimes it sinks like a giant mountain, as if the brilliance of all things gathers here to form a huge holy mountain.

This is the glory of the Holy King.

At this moment, the Infinite True King, the leader of Jiejie, personally stepped forward to present congratulations to the gods.

"Wuji pays homage to the elder, and wishes the elder a thousand years of longevity and eternal happiness with his family."

Perhaps it was the expected result. The sky was filled with the sound of exciting drum beats and colorful petals cascading down like waterfalls.

All the Dragon Kings immediately stood up and bowed in the air to show their most honorable respect. The scene was spectacular.

"We pay our respects to the elder, and wish you blessings as vast as the ocean and a long life as long as the sky."

During the break in the etiquette, Long Ling secretly shifted his gaze away from the deity. Although the imperial carriage was not covered by curtains, he was still lucky enough to see the face of Taichu Dragon King.

Contrary to this, there is no human-shaped statue standing like a mountain among countless laws.

What was seen was a middle-aged man with the imposing manner of a dragon king. His hair was thick and black, and his beard was spread on both sides. The lotus crown on his head was gorgeous and exquisite. He was wearing a silk dress inlaid with gems, and holding a three-legged spiritual stone Ruyi in his hand. His lips were tightly pursed without smiling, but his eyes were extremely deep, giving people the feeling that although he was silent, he possessed the power of thunder.

At this moment, Long Ling felt as if the god was looking back at him.

His heart suddenly felt cold and he quickly lowered his head. The feeling of being noticed disappeared.

This scene seems to show people the true meaning of the philosophical saying "When you peer into the depths, it also observes."

Although he looks **, he doesn't show kindness easily, which makes him feel this way in his heart.

He silently muttered to himself, "This is not an easy person to deal with." His attention shifted to the ranks behind the Dharma Chariot. He only made a quick observation of Yun Zhongzi, and then locked onto a few young monks he had never met before. Among these twenty or so young monks, there were the famous names of Yang Jian and Wei Hu.

Next to them was a young man with delicate features and skin as white as jade. There was a flame mark between his eyebrows, and a red scarf as hot as a flame was wrapped around his neck - it was Nezha, or Lingzhuzi?

The mark on the forehead and the bright cloth in the hand make people curious.

The flame symbol between the eyebrows and the red ribbon around the body reveal an extraordinary past.

\"Could it be that he is... no, another living being?\"

Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the other young monks, but his eyes finally stopped at a man in a gray robe. He was thin, with slightly black and red skin, and ordinary appearance. The only bright spot was his bright eyes under his thick eyebrows.

He actually came here with an identity that's not even that of an outer sect official!

"It seems that all the members of the Chan sect have gathered here?" This lineup is really huge and eye-catching.

"Second brother, how about we go in together and have a discussion?" Tongtian Sect Master suggested.

Taichu Tianzun put down the throne and walked forward lightly. Clouds and golden colors paved out the light path of the immortal path, leading him into the interior of the Biyou Palace.

"Bai He, you are responsible for taking care of the chariot and the mount to the side."

The deputy leader, Taoist Randeng, whispered these words and left the mount, then landed together with the gods of the Chan sect.

The two groups of practitioners began to greet each other. At this time, the situation began to change:

There weren't that many direct followers of the Chan sect to begin with, but most of those who showed up here already had quite a high reputation.

Including the Taoist Priest Randang, the Immortal of the North Pole, the Immortal Guangchengzi, the Immortal Chijingzi, Mr. Yunzhongzi, and the Immortal Yushi, all of these people are famous and renowned in the mythological world. Whether in the vast universe or among the many gods, almost everyone knows them.

In contrast, the continued teachings showed a completely different picture.

At this time, there were thousands of people from the Jiexu Sect who appeared on the scene, and the members of the Jiexu Sect among them did not even know each other.

At this critical moment, a number of auspicious clouds floated in. The first Taoist priest was wearing yellow clothes, sitting on a golden lotus seat, his face was light yellow, and his expression was full of worry.

Next to him stood a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked haggard, dressed in clean white cloth, with his hair loosely braided into a simple hairstyle and a small green branch pinned next to his braid.

There were more than a dozen ** who landed one after another, showing different body shapes and appearances:

**With the arrival of this traveler,** **the Confucianists and Buddhists among the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism **all showed doubts. **

Their clothing is peculiar, with no hair bun or crown, and Taoist robes and monk's clothes mixed together. Even ordinary people can tell they are Westerners from their appearance.

Those who knew a little about the identities of these people were even more suspicious.

At this moment, the Jade Emperor on Mount Lingshan had to frown again, looking at the Buddha and said: "Today is the day when our Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism gather together to discuss the Dao. Why are Jie Yin and Zhunti here again? Did they receive my invitation before? Are they trying to use this opportunity to share the power in the world?

The Buddha sat on the white cloud bed and did not say anything. He just responded calmly: "Call them over and ask them clearly and you will know."

The Jade Emperor nodded and called out loudly: "My fellow disciples, please come into the hall and have a seat."

When the God of Wealth heard the Jade Emperor's voice spreading throughout the four walls, although he felt uncomfortable, he hurried forward to pay his respects and performed the same proper etiquette as he had done before to the Buddhist master.

Soon, two mighty men stepped into the hall, and their servants stood silently by their side.

Yu Yuan looked around. The great master and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who he had seen in the Heavenly Palace before, and five Western teachers were now among them. As if sensing his scrutiny, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cast a sharp look at him.

Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and praised Dizang.

Dizang frowned slightly, trying hard to understand the profound meaning.

In an instant, he saw Yu Yuan suddenly change his posture and point downwards.

Although such behavior was not popular in this ancient universe, Ksitigarbha still understood the message and his expression quickly darkened.

He looked back at Yu Yuan's disappointed look, and Yu Yuan smiled in response, sighing in his heart that the name of Ksitigarbha really lived up to the world's praise - his bravery and diligence were indeed awe-inspiring. In the era when Buddhism first began to show its majesty, he was also named "Great Bravery" and "Great Power". In contrast, the two people beside him, Medicine Master and King of Light, always had a kind smile on their faces, and their expressions did not change at all.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed color.

The purple clouds rolled westward, spreading across millions of miles between heaven and earth, like a huge wave sweeping across the earth. In the surging purple air, hundreds of shining colorful lotus leaves were born. Each one released auspicious clouds and brilliant rainbow light, like a magnificent picture in the world, dazzling and unparalleled.

Then, a Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and with a plain face slowly walked out from the purple air, leading a green dragon slowly forward. On the dragon sat an old Taoist priest with a silver beard and silver head.