The system has to be used even if it is pulled

However, Zhao Yuanlang quickly returned to the Biyou Palace and sat on the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus without saying a word.

Duobao looked at his master and couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what the master is going to do with Daozu this time?"

"The immeasurable calamity is about to begin. Except for a few people, all of you are just mortals."

When Zhao Yuanlang said this, all the immortals were shocked and started talking about it. After a long while, they all knelt down.

“Please Master, have mercy on us and pass on the wonderful Dharma to us.”

Zhao Yuanlang shook his head and said slowly: "Except for the disciples who have lived in the East China Sea for a long time, the rest of the disciples, such as Ma Yuan, you do not cultivate blessings, but kill living beings, so it is normal for you to suffer disasters."

Zhao Yuanlang's words made Ma Yuan and his group of monks kowtow in panic.

"Forget it, for the sake of our relationship as master and disciple, I have an idea for you. The Heavenly Court is short of people, and Haotian went to Daozu to cry. Then Daozu asked us to sign the List of Conferred Gods to fill in the 365 righteous gods, as well as 84,000 star masters, countless mountain gods, land gods, and heavenly soldiers and generals. I have written the names of the 9,500 of you who don't cultivate blessings. Although you will be restricted by Haotian, it is enough to ensure that your true spirits are not extinguished. You can be conferred gods in the flesh without leaving home, enjoy the incense of the world, and your cultivation can continue to grow."

"Master! Is there really no other way? There are so many junior brothers and sisters!" Zhao Gongming walked out suddenly and knelt in front of Zhao Yuanlang.

"What can I do, disciples? If they were fighting for their own honor, why would they do this? Although the world is a world where the weak are the prey of the strong, it is not an excuse for them to act recklessly and kill people! Although I teach everyone, I still taught them what it means to be compassionate! I enlightened them and accepted them in the beginning. Their current behavior has ruined the reputation of my Jie Sect. I didn't kill them because of our relationship as master and disciple."

Zhao Yuanlang's words were so harsh that all the immortals were frightened and fell to their knees, touching their foreheads to the ground, not daring to get up.

"Master, have mercy."

"Okay, don't talk about mercy or not. I have chosen a way out for you, and the rest depends on whether you listen to me or not. If you insist on going out to die, then don't blame me, your master. As for those who come to provoke and humiliate my disciples, you can contact me!" As soon as Zhao Yuanlang finished speaking, the fishing drum in his hand instantly split into countless small fishing drums, which fell into the hands of the immortals present.

"Master, be merciful! We will obey your command."

"Those whose names I have called out should practice Taoism in the Green Travel Palace. The rest should return to their caves, close their doors tightly, and practice Taoism in peace."

"Yes!"

As the names were read out one by one, some were happy and some were sad, but they couldn't say it out loud. Those who were called out were all virtuous monks, or monks who had not done any harm. Although the group of misfits were very depressed, they all admired him in their hearts.

........

Time flies fast. Nezha was born. He first killed Ao Bing, beat up Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and then shot Shiji's boy to death. After being found at the door, he beat Shiji's Caiyun boy to death. Shiji naturally refused to give up, and chased the fleeing Nezha to the front of Taiyi Zhenren's cave.

Taiyi Zhenren, who was protective of his son, naturally refused to hand over Nezha and even mocked Shiji.

Shiji was furious and swung at him with a precious sword in hand. Taiyi Zhenren let him go, withdrew himself and went back into the cave, took out the sword, put something in his pocket, and bowed at Kunlun East Mountain: "My disciple has begun a killing spree in this mountain."

Good Taiyi, he starts killing, hehe, the three religions belong to the same sect, he starts killing, killing his own people.

Shiji swung his sword again, and Taiyi Zhenren blocked it with his sword. The two fought back and forth, and the two swords collided. Before they could finish a few moves, only clouds appeared. Shiji Niangniang threw the Eight Trigrams Dragon Whiskers handkerchief into the air, trying to hurt Taiyi Zhenren.

Taiyi Zhenren secretly laughed at the Jiejiao for not having any treasures. He muttered something and pointed with his finger, and the Bagua handkerchief fell down.

Shiji was furious, his face turned red, and his sword was as fast as snowflakes. The immortal jumped out of the circle and threw the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover into the air. Shiji was immediately covered inside.

Nezha ran out of the Peach Garden and saw his master covering Shiji with this thing at the entrance of the cave. He sighed and said, "Master, if you had taught me this earlier, it wouldn't have taken so much effort."

Zhenren Taiyi covered Shiji, and flames rose from Shiji inside the cover. A raging fire was created, and nine fire dragons coiled around her. This was the Samadhi Divine Fire, which burned Shiji. Shiji screamed in agony and asked Taiyi to spare her for the sake of the Chan and Jie sects. However, Zhenren Taiyi was not moved at all, and instead intensified his chanting of the mantra.

Shiji's face was burnt to pieces. Finally, she took out a small drum from her arms, hit it hard, and shouted, "Master, save me!!!!!!"

Taiyi was horrified because he saw the small drum bursting out with a deadly light. A hand came out from the small drum, and the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover that originally covered Shiji fell into this hand as if it was broken. Then a person appeared in front of Taiyi.

Taiyi's face was covered with cold sweat. He looked at the man who suddenly appeared and bowed: "Greetings, Uncle Master."

"My good disciple from Yuanshi Sect, although you and I are from different sects, we both belong to the same sect. Shiji is of the same generation as you, yet you are so cruel to me. Tell me, should I kill you, clean up the mess for my second brother, and put you on the list?"

Zhao Yuanlang's words were very cold. He waved his hand, restored Shiji, and pinched Taiyi's neck with one hand. He squinted at Nezha, who was also panicked. Nezha was like being struck by lightning. He trembled all over and fell to the ground with green smoke coming out of his body: "Little bastard."

Taiyi Zhenren's face flushed red, he struggled fiercely, and said in a panic: "This is fate!"

"Number of days? Haha, are you qualified to tell me the number of days?"

Zhao Yuanlang punched Taiyi directly in the stomach. Taiyi screamed, his three flowers were shattered, and his five qi were dispersed. Taiyi's face turned gray and he fell into despair.

"Third brother! Are you crazy? How dare you?" At this time Yuanshi appeared in front of Zhao Yuanlang with a sullen face, looking at the disabled Taiyi, and his hand that was pinching Ruyi made a clattering sound.

"So it's my second brother who has arrived. It just so happens that I was going to take you, the disloyal and unfilial traitor who has split my sect, to find you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How did Taiyi become unfaithful and unfilial? How did he split the Dao sect?"

Zhao Yuanlang looked at Taiyi with contempt and said slowly: "Taiyi, as one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of your Chan Sect, did not teach Nezha moral conduct, allowing Nezha to be lawless and commit multiple murders, ruining the reputation of your Chan Sect. This is disloyal to your Chan Sect. Taiyi is going to kill Shiji. You should know that we three sects, the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect, are all one family. He is killing his own family. Who did he learn this from? Did he learn it from my second brother? Can I think like this, if one day my second brother doesn't like me, will he kill me too? Can the Twelve Golden Immortals under your command also kill me? Isn't this splitting up my sect? Isn't this a great act of unfilial piety?"

Yuan Shi's face turned pale, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "What do you want, Junior Brother?"

"Second brother, Taiyi and Nezha must be dead! We three religions cannot start this!"

Yuanshi was furious and shouted angrily, "That's enough, Tongtian, don't push me too far."

"Did I push too hard? When I was signing the Investiture of the Gods, who was it that forced me to sign the Investiture of the Gods with the two saints from the West? The master clearly said that this catastrophe was caused by the excessive karma of the twelve golden immortals under your tutelage. I think we are all one family. You sent 9,500 disciples of the Jie Sect to the list. What else do you want, brother? Do you want to send me to the list too? If you nod your head now, I will immediately declare that my Jie Sect will withdraw from the three religions, and your Xian Sect and my brother's Human Sect will have nothing to do with me anymore!"

Zhao Yuanlang's words were very serious. Yuanshi's face changed drastically. He could not bear this responsibility.

"Forget it, Taiyi is useless, so please spare his life. Nezha deserves this disaster, so I'll leave him to you."

Zhao Yuanlang couldn't help but despise Yuanshi's good plan. He knew that Nezha had violated the precepts of killing and must have his stomach cut open and his intestines removed, his bones removed to return to his father, and his flesh cut to return to his mother, but he was still acting. So I will continue to act with you.

Zhao Yuanlang nodded, waved his hand, took away Nezha who was lying on the ground, and left with Shiji.