The two Saints of the Vulture Mountain in the west woke up in the lotus in the Hall of Great Strength. They sensed that there was an expert attacking from the Far West.
Jieyin chanted Amitabha, and the Great Sun Halo on his back emitted a golden light.
"Junior Brother, it seems that there is a hidden expert near our Buddhist Land. Go and see who it is and see if you can ferry him into our Western Buddhism.”
"Understood."
Zhunti left Spiritual Vulture Mountain and flew toward Fuxue Divine Mountain.
As a Zenith Heaven expert, the Emperor of the Ancients was naturally able to see through some of the secrets of heaven. He reached out and grabbed the Clearwater Kirin, bringing him into the dojo.
The Clearwater Kirin came in in a daze. He saw a yellow-robed Daoist sitting on a jade futon without a change in expression.
"Thank you for saving my life, Senior."
"Shh! Don't talk. There's a sound outside."
Shh?
The Clearwater Kirin wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words.
Zhunti came to the Fuxue Divine Mountain with the Tree of Seven Wonders in his hand. He looked around and found nothing unusual.
Something's not right!
He could still catch a trace of aura just now. Why was it suddenly gone?
Zhunti scanned the Fuxue Divine Mountain with his psychic power and found nothing unusual. However, he still pretended to say,""Fellow Daoist, stop hiding and come out.”
The Clearwater Kirin, who was in the dojo, didn't know who was outside. However, he didn't dare to speak either. He just stared at the senior in front of him.
" Cundi, you're so cunning!" the senior muttered." You want to trick me out? Impossible!"”
Cundi?
Wasn't that the name of the Western Sage? This senior even dared to curse a Saint! Not simple!
Instead, the Clearwater Kirin carefully lay on the ground, not daring to move.
Outside, Zhunti waited for a long time but failed to trick the Emperor of the Ancients. He rolled his eyes again and said with a smile,"Fellow Daoist, please come out. Our Western Buddhism is meant for those who are fated. Since you are fated with the West, why don't you be a guest in the West?”
"You've told many people about fate." The Ancient Emperor pursed his lips and sneered.”
"Host, you have been invited by Taoist Cundi. You have a choice.”
"First, leave the Taoist temple and go to the West with Zhunti. Be the Deputy Leader of Western Buddhism and reward him with the Yuantu and Abi Swords.”
"Second, do not come out of seclusion and ignore Zhunti. Treat him as air. Reward: twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Destruction.”
The Emperor of the Ancients didn't say much. With a wave of his hand, he blocked all the information from the dojo and the outside world. He wouldn't see Zhunti.
Whoosh! The twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Annihilation appeared in his palm.
In fact, after the Green Lotus of Creation was shattered, it turned into three treasures: the Golden Lotus of Virtue, the Black Lotus of World Destruction, and the Red Lotus of Fire.
The Golden Lotus of Merit was in the hands of the Western Religious Leader, and the Red Lotus of Fire should be with Minghe.
"What a good treasure."
The Ancient Emperor swallowed the Black Lotus of Annihilation and prepared to refine it. This was one of the top defensive Connate Numinous treasures.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the Clearwater Kirin.
The Clearwater Kirin trembled and finally met the senior's eyes. That feeling seemed to be the suppression of his bloodline. He still said nervously,"Thank you... Thank you, Senior."
"Senior?"
The Ancient Emperor snorted and said to the Clearwater Kirin,"I'm not a senior to you. According to the bloodline, you have to call me ancestor.
Ancestor?
Could it be that Senior is also from the Qilin Race? No wonder his bloodline was throbbing.
"Are you really my ancestor?!"
"Of course."
The Emperor of the Ancients transformed into his true form, and seven-colored auspicious light filled the entire dojo. His sparkling scales had already made the Clearwater Kirin's eyes wet.
"A pure bloodline Qilin! You're really my ancestor. This one pays his respects to you."
"Little one? Don't you have a name?"
The Clearwater Kirin knelt on the ground and replied,""Forefather, I was born in a cold pond. I grew up without parents and didn't know my own name. I've only cultivated for five hundred years when I was chased by that ox demon.”
"From now on, you'll take my surname and be called Gu Aotian.”
"Thank you for the name, Ancestor."
The Emperor of the Ancients suddenly thought of a treasure. It was the Qilin Seal. He threw the Qilin Seal to Gu Aotian and said,"This is the supreme treasure of our Qilin Race. If you refine it, it can increase your bloodline and turn you into a pure-blooded Qilin.”
"You can cultivate in my Taoist temple from now on. When you become a Primordial Immortal, I'll let you out.”
Zhunti stood in the air outside the dojo. He couldn't lure the Emperor of the Ancients out for a long time, so he could only leave angrily.
He muttered,"Fellow Daoist, I'll be leaving first. Your fate with the West will come sooner or later."
Zhunti, who had returned to the Spiritual Vulture Mountain, was expressionless. He met Jieyin face-to-face.
"Junior Brother, didn't you see that expert?" asked Jie Yin.”
"No, I don't know what happened, but this expert suddenly disappeared.”
Jieyin counted with his fingers, but still couldn't find any clues. He muttered to himself,""Could it be that person?"
"Senior Brother, who is that person you're talking about?”
"It's the Daoist Emperor of the Ancients that the Daofather once spoke of.”
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