Outside the 33rd Layer of Heaven, in the Eight Visions Palace.
A Taoist in a long robe was meditating with his eyes closed, exploring the wonders of the Holy Land. Behind him, thousands of bright lamps shone, and the shadows of the candles swayed. He looked very handsome.
All of a sudden, a beam of golden light tore through the void and came from afar. It went straight into the Eight Visions Palace and quietly landed on the table in front of Taiqing Laozi!
Sensing the fluctuations in the surrounding space, Taiqing Laozi could not help but be slightly stunned. He suddenly opened his eyes and took a closer look. Then, he was filled with shock!
He was a Saint, and the Eight Visions Palace was heavily guarded by restrictions and countless mechanisms. Even a Saint Realm mighty figure would not be able to easily break through the layers of restrictions and enter the palace.
Those who trespassed without his permission would have their cultivation crippled or their Dao of life and death destroyed!
However, the golden light in front of him seemed to have entered a no-man's land. He did not even have time to react before his defense was broken.
Such methods, hiss…
It was truly terrifying!
After regaining his senses, the Taiqing Saint gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden light in his hand.
The golden light dissipated, and a golden letter fell into his hand. On it were three bold and powerful words: Invitation Letter.
"Invitation letter?"
Looking at these three rather uncommon words, the Taiqing Saint became more and more puzzled. He gently flicked his index finger and began to read the contents of the letter.
However, when he saw this, he almost fell off the praying mat in shock.
"Good news, good news! Don't miss it!”
"This is an opportunity that can't be missed. Fellow Daoists and Immortals, the Saint Forging Hall has officially opened!”
"Are you still worried about not having a high-grade Numinous treasure?”
"Are you still feeling inferior because you don't even have a Connate cardinal treasure?”
"Are you still troubled by not having a treasure with you?”
"It's okay. I don't want 998 or 668! As long as you pay a little bit of cultivation, your Postnatal Numinous treasure can be upgraded to a Connate Numinous treasure!”
"Don't you want to use the treasure to vindicate dao?"
"Don't you want to experience the pleasure of being able to dominate the world with a single call?”
"Don't you want to trample your former enemies under your feet and shout that I'm the strongest in the Wilderness?”
"Come, cast the sacred hall. I will use my hands to fulfill your dreams!”
……
After reading this extremely strange invitation letter, Tai Qing Laozi's heart was already in turmoil.
This set of words was simply the words of a swindler in the lower realm!
However, this person's methods were so unfathomable that even he, with his Saint body, could not resist him.
It was just an invitation letter this time. What if it was an Immortal Execution Flying Knife?
Thinking of this, Taiqing Saint couldn't help but break out in cold sweat!
He muttered a few words of " Heavenly Venerate of Immeasurable " and did not dare to speak anymore. He could only continue to close his eyes and meditate. However, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, had long been stirred up by endless fantasies.
……
At the same time, the same scene was happening everywhere in the three worlds.
Spirited Mountain, inside the Hall of Great Strength.
Rulai's expression was solemn as he sat high above, spitting out golden lotuses as he imparted the wondrous technique.
On both sides of the mountain, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Spirited Mountain were mesmerized and uncomfortable.
However, that sudden golden light broke the last trace of tranquility in the Western Paradise.
"Humph, Strengthening Numinous Treasure? This is simply a fool's dream!"
"Connate spirit treasures are destined by the heavens. How can they be changed by human power? These people who deceive the world and steal their fame are really laughable!”
The Buddhas naturally saw the words on the invitation letter clearly. For a moment, they could not help but frown and look at him with disdain.
"Amitabha. Changing the grade of a spiritual treasure is something that even a Saint might not be able to do.”
"Now is the time when the west is flourishing. It is inevitable that some people will be jealous and confuse the hearts of the people. You still need to guard against arrogance and impatience. Don't let others take advantage of the loopholes and ruin your hearts!”
Hearing the discussions of the Buddhas below, Tathagata nodded slightly and stopped the noise in the hall.
Glancing at the strange invitation letter again, he couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant and wary.
After all, to be able to send something into the Great Buddha's Hall without any warning, this method was at least the same as his cultivation.
As for the strengthening spirit treasures and other things that could fool people, Tathagata was even more disdainful.
What kind of joke was this?
Do you know what you were called before you switched to the Western religion?
Do you know how you were able to follow Sect Master Tongtian like a fish in water?
Do you know how to write the words 'Daoist Myriad Treasures'?
If the Cast Saint Palace really had such unfathomable means, he would be a hammer-like Buddha. If he could directly strengthen a few Spiritual Treasures of Chaos, even a Saint would not dare to compete with him!
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The same scene was happening in Heavenly Court.
All the immortals scoffed at this inexplicable invitation letter, and even the Jade Emperor looked at it with disdain.
Strengthening spirit treasures? Why don't you say that you can split the world?
No matter what, he was still a child under the Dao Ancestor in the past. He had followed the Dao Ancestor for so many years, so what methods had he not seen?
Raising the level of the Numinous Treasure was simply wishful thinking!
……
All the high-ranking mighty figures in the three worlds received this unheard of invitation letter without exception. Everyone showed a disdainful attitude towards this, thinking that such a method to fool people was completely ridiculous!
However, there was only one person who felt unprecedented trust and excitement!
In the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea, endless blood light surged and gathered into a scarlet swamp.
An old man was sitting on his back. He looked exhausted and his aura was weak, as if he would die at any moment.
However, it was this old man who was on the verge of death that emitted an extremely terrifying aura. Even the void trembled faintly.
" Strengthening Numinous Treasure?"
"Interesting."
Ancestor Netherworld River played with the golden letter in his hand with a mocking expression.
He was originally the number one person in the Untainted Land below the Sage. In his early years, he cultivated under Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
However, when he saw that his Senior Brothers and Sisters had all become Saints while he had been stuck at the peak of the Sage-to-be Realm for hundreds of millions of years, he couldn't help but have some devious thoughts. He wanted to imitate Goddess Nvywa and become a Saint by virtue.
However, after exhausting countless Origin Power to create the Asura Clan, he had become the so-called Demon Cult and was attacked by thousands of mighty figures. He had become a street rat that everyone hated and could only hide in the Netherworld Blood Sea and live an ignoble life.
However, just as he planned to continue hiding and wait for the fate provided by the Asura clan to vindicate his Dao and take revenge, another uninvited guest came from the Netherworld-Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
This chess piece that the Buddhist League had placed in the netherworld began to edify the Asura race around them day and night, destroying the opportunity to vindicate the Dao that he had planned for hundreds of millions of years!
However, the other party had the West Heaven Spirit Mountain as his backing and had received the decree of Jieyin and Zhunti, the two Sages, to purify the Netherworld. Even though he was angry, he could only swallow his anger!
If not, if he rashly started a war with the Spirit Mountain and attracted countless enemies, then he would definitely die!
Every time he recalled how he had been labeled as a demonic sect and how the immortals had attacked him, Ancestor Netherworld River's heart was filled with indignation!
Why can't I do what Goddess Nvywa did?
He just wanted to create another clan, what was wrong with that?
If it wasn't for the fact that outsiders were jealous of the two treasures in his hands, how could he have fallen to the point where everyone hated him?
The so-called karma?
He didn't believe it, nor did he accept it!
Instead of continuing to live in an ignoble manner and being bullied by a junior to his doorstep, it was better to take a gamble. Perhaps there was still a chance of survival!
At this point, Minghe's Qi Power suddenly soared. The Qi Power of the Peak of Sage-to-be Realm suddenly dispersed, causing the whole Netherworld to wail and howl. Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was frightened!
Then, with a flash of light under Ancestor Minghe's feet, he turned into a blood-red light and rushed towards the location of the Divine Forging Palace according to the invitation letter!
Today, Minghe wanted to see if there was really such a superior existence in the Three Realms!
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