In the Battle of Gods Investiture, Sect Leader Tongtian fought against four people alone. The Fairy Slaying Sword Formation was broken and he was defeated.
Seeing the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty that he had personally created fall apart, and tens of thousands of disciples of Jie School were either dead or crippled, Sect Master Tongtian was disheartened.
As a result, Sect Master Tongtian did not stop Taishang Laozi from bringing treasures to the west.
His heart had truly turned cold.
The Three Pure Ones came out of Kunlun Mountain together, stepped on the Wilderness, ascended the Purple Cloud, and each became a saint.
Although they had split up due to different doctrines and even had some conflicts with each other, he really didn't expect his eldest and second brothers to join forces with the two saints from the west to attack him.
It was just like the three brothers in the mortal world. They had some conflicts with each other and didn't like each other. However, when outsiders bullied them, they would usually put down their grudges and unite against the outside world.
Internal matters should be resolved internally. If outsiders were involved, it would be somewhat unreasonable.
And now, this was exactly the situation.
Primordial Heaven Supreme and Taishang Laozi joined forces with the Two Sages of the West to attack School Master Tongtian.
This kind of psychological blow was even more difficult for Sect Master Tongtian to accept.
Therefore, when Dao Ancestor Hongjun attacked and imprisoned him in the Purple Cloud Palace, Sect Master Tongtian did not resist at all.
Sorrow is greater than silence.
He had originally only wanted to quietly stay in the Purple Cloud Palace and spend his days in peace.
However, now that he had suddenly broken through to the Quasi-Sage Realm, Tongtian's heart, which had been silent for a long time, started beating again. Moreover, it was getting more and more intense.
"Good! As expected of my most valued disciple.”
"This disciple of mine is still fighting. If I, as his master, give up like this, how can I be a teacher?”
At a certain moment, Tongtian suddenly stood up and laughed loudly.
On his handsome face, his eyes that were as deep as the vast starry sky flickered with a certain light.
It was no longer as quiet and deathly still as before.
At the same time, his body, which looked like an old man without much vitality, began to change drastically at that moment.
In the end, the one who stood there was a young Taoist with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.
The gray robe on his body had disappeared, and in its place was a white robe that was not stained by a single speck of dust.
"Silly child! Silly child! You've been in seclusion in the Purple Cloud Palace for a long time, haven't you let go?”
Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at the change in School Master Tongtian and sighed.
Back then, when the Zixiao Palace taught the 3,000 guests of the mortal world, Hongjun wanted to develop and strengthen the Xuanmen Sect.
Among the six disciples, the eldest disciple, the Grand Supreme Laozi, cultivated the path of ruthlessness. He was heartless and had no desires. He only accepted one disciple in Xuandu.
The second disciple, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, was arrogant and only accepted twelve Golden Immortals.
Nüwa was an indifferent person, and she basically cultivated in the Emperor Nüwa Palace.
As for the two sages in the west, they left the Celestial Sect of Wonders and created their own Buddhist Sect, walking on another path.
Tongtian founded Jie School and taught everyone regardless of their background. The two of them were of the same spiritual origin.
Among these disciples, his favorite was Tongtian.
"Teacher, this disciple thought that he had let go.”
"But today, I understand that it is difficult to get rid of the obsession in my heart. I hope teacher will agree.”
School Master Tongtian bowed to Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
When Hongjun heard this, he closed his eyes and pondered.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, and a few lights flashed in his eyes.
"Forget it. This is an opportunity for your Jie School. Perhaps it is also the last chance for our Xuan Sect…"
Hongjun was the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao was not Hongjun.
Heaven's secrets were unpredictable.
The Xuanmen Sect declined and Buddhism flourished.
This was something that Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not expect.
Now, there was a change, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun was not willing to let it go.
"You can do whatever you want. However, I don't want to. Saints can't come down to the lower realm and participate in the matters of the lower realm.”
After Hongjun finished speaking, the old figure disappeared from the Purple Cloud Palace.
At this moment, a smile appeared on Sect Master Tongtian's cold face. Then, his original body sat cross-legged and felt relieved.
At this moment, in the Blood Sea, the Fifth Manor of Longevity Mountain, and the Sea of Northern Underworld, three figures woke up from their meditation and looked at the East Sea.
"I didn't expect such a disciple to appear in Jie School. Could this be the variable of Jie School?”
Ever since Dao Ancestor Hongjun's lecture in the Purple Cloud Palace, all the Quasi-Sages that appeared in the Primordial World were among the 3,000 Red Dust Guests.
Since then, there had not been a single pre-saint in the Primordial World for millions of years.
Now, the first disciple of Jie School had reached the Quasi-Sage Realm. How could these people not be shocked?
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Above the Eastern Sea.
With a single sword strike, an inexplicable and indescribable object separated from Abundant Treasures 'body.
All the things that had happened in the past were cut out under this knife.
Duo Bao gritted his teeth and endured the pain that came from his primordial spirit.
Without destruction, there is no establishment.
This was similar to the way of cutting corpses, but it was not completely the same as the way of cutting corpses.
Soon, the indescribable object that had been cut out of his body began to twist and transform. Gradually, it turned into a human figure.
In the Wilderness.
When everyone saw this scene, their expressions were somewhat stunned and confused.
They had all gone through the Corpse Slaying stage before, but they could see that there were some different changes in the Corpse Slaying stage of this treasure.
Under the astonished gazes of many Sages and veteran Quasi-Sages, Abundant Treasures raised his hand again.
After choosing option three, he obtained one trillion merit points.
He clearly knew how important merit was in this world.
Without any hesitation, Wang Yang's merit was taken out and shot into the body that was transforming.
With the infusion of merit, the changes in the corpse suddenly intensified.
Soon, the blurry figure became clearer. His facial features and limbs were gradually perfected.
At this moment, it was full of treasures. It didn't seem like he was killing, but rather creating a new life.
His body was perfect and flawless, as if his body was made by nature. However, his eyes were closed.
Looking at this physical body, the corners of Abundant Treasures 'mouth curled up into a smile.
At a certain moment, the corpse opened its eyes.
As his eyes opened, an aura comparable to a perfected Perfected Golden Immortal surged out of his flawless body.
As he closed his eyes, his Dao runes circulated.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist!"
"You and I are one, there's no need to be polite.”
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