At this moment, from the opened Divine Gate, a person wearing an imperial crown and a jade hairpin walked out from the starlight. He was bright yellow in color and was formed by the condensation of black and yellow merit. Auspicious clouds made cloth, multicolored light made silk, palace maidens weaved, Xihe dyed, and golden robes. There was a king's domineering aura among them. The Eastern Emperor Taiyi was like this.
Taiyi's dragon eyes were wide open, and golden light overflowed. He looked at the eight crown princes with trembling hands. He looked at the raging golden flames on the ground that could not be restrained because of the destruction of the Golden Crow True Spirit. The golden blood flowing out of the bodies of the Golden Crows, which were hundreds of feet tall, had turned into monstrous flames. In an instant, his heart ached, and his lips trembled so much that he could not speak. He looked like a father who had lost his beloved son. He didn't look like the Demon Emperor who had shocked the Untainted Land and even the Sages were afraid of. She brought the eight Golden Crows back to the Heavenly Court on the auspicious cloud. Xihe lay on the bodies of the nine corpses like a madman. Her hands trembled as she touched their bodies, desperately confirming that they were all dead.
"Ah!"
After a moment of silence, she suddenly let out a mournful wail. Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were broken. Blood and tears flowed down.
"Xihe!" Dijun's voice rang out. He struck Xihe's nape with his palm and knocked her out. Normally, Xihe would not have been defeated so easily. However, at this time, her Taoist heart was in a mess and she was at a loss. Emperor Jun was also surprised, so she was hit.
Taiyi thought," My ten nephews are recuperating in the East Sea. How could they run out for no reason and harm the Untainted Land?"”Except for Little Ten, who was in the west!
Emperor Jun managed to calm himself down and said," It was indeed strange. I was connected to the Ten Sons by blood, but I didn't feel anything at that time. Someone must have deceived the Heavenly Secrets and even temporarily isolated the Heavenly Court from the outside world."”
Emperor Jun and Taiyi kept activating the primordial spiritual treasures, He Tu, Luo Shu and the Bell of Chaos, to calculate the secrets of heaven, but they found it was foggy.
After a while, Dijun shook his head and said,""Indeed, someone has deceived the heavenly secrets. Untainted Land is different from the past. There are many Saints. If one thought about it carefully, everyone had a motive.”
Emperor Jun and Taiyi were speechless when it came to the supreme Sage.
"Let's put this matter aside for now. I'll settle the score after I conquer the Wu Tribe, dominate the fate of the Untainted Land, and become a Saint.”As the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun was magnanimous enough to suppress his grief and indignation. After Heavenly Court Yihe woke up, he said sadly, Where's Little Ten? Emperor Jun said with concern, He is with the Saint of Mount Meru in the west! Yihe said excitedly,"Let's go and see Little Ten!" Mount Meru in the west was covered with mountains, towering ancient trees, lush greenery, clean and spotless, and covered in glass. There were thousands of lotus flowers with gorgeous colors. They emitted multicolored colors everywhere. A strange fragrance filled the air. The flowers bloomed and withered. The wonderful technique perfunctory Three Carriages of Immeasurable Prajna.
Lotus flowers bloomed with an intoxicating fragrance. Rainbows filled the sky. Thousands of auspicious clouds and auspicious clouds appeared. Divine sounds were heard everywhere, and the sound of scripture preaching was endless. Jieyin sat in the lotus position with his eyes closed. He wore a golden cassock on his right shoulder and held a sutra pillar. Ten thousand Buddha lights flashed. Four streams of light streaked across the sky and landed at the foot of Mount Meru.
Jieyin and Jieyin walked out of Mount Meru barefooted to welcome Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Xihe, and Fuxi.
"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, is my Little Ten with you? And what's with Little Four?"
Before he landed, he heard Xihe's sorrowful voice.
Seeing the two of them walk out, Taiyi looked at him with an embarrassed expression, but Jieyin pretended not to see them.
"Since Fellow Daoists have come to the west, why don't you come to the mountains and have a seat?”
Emperor Jun pondered for a moment. Thinking that the Tenth Prince was still in the hands of the West, he was about to enter the mountain.
"Big brother! Taiyi stopped Dijun.
"It's fine. I think the people from the west are not people who take advantage of others.”
There was only one of the Ten Sons left. Even a cautious and steady man like Emperor Jun couldn't care too much at this moment.
Mount Meru, Jieyin, and Zhunti sat down.
Emperor Jun's face was as dark as water." My fellow cultivator, can you hand over my son?"”
Jieyin tapped his finger lightly in the air, and a crack appeared in the void. The Tenth Prince flew out from it.
"Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, you've finally come to save me!”
The Tenth Prince cried to Emperor Jun about how the West had killed Fourth Brother, sent Sixth Brother and Eighth Brother away, and tied him up in the mountains.
Hearing this, Emperor Jun's face darkened even more.
"Imperial Father, where are the nine brothers?"
"Your brothers have already returned to Rushing Current Valley.”
Xihe spoke first. She was too anxious to let the Tenth Prince know about the death of the Nine Golden Crow. She only wanted to tell him about it later.
Emperor Jun pointed his finger and the Tenth Prince fainted instantly. He was held in Xihe's arms.
He glared at Taiyi, who was about to flare up, and looked at Jieyin.
"My son was killed by the West. Do you need to give me an explanation?”
Zhunti looked at Emperor Jun with a smile." What explanation do you want?"”
Taiyi finally couldn't hold back his anger and roared angrily," You harmed my nephew's life, so you must pay with your life!”
Hearing Taiyi's voice, Emperor Jun only frowned but did not dissuade him.
"Is Taiyi's words the intention of the Monster Race?”
Emperor Jun suddenly raised his head and looked at Jieyin." Do you mean my son died in vain?"”
"The Golden Crow flew to the west, destroyed the spirit vein, and burned countless creatures to death. He even said that he wanted to burn Mount Meru to ashes.”
" You..." Emperor Jun glared at Jieyin, but he did not dare to flare up.
Taiyi was about to summon the Bell of Chaos when he heard that, but he was stopped by Fuxi.
Emperor Jun took a deep breath and signaled Taiyi not to be angry. He kept silent for a while before continuing.
"Does Fellow Daoist know who did this?"
"I don't know."
Jieyin was not surprised that Emperor Jun could realize that he had been set up. After all, he was a powerhouse in the Secondary Stage of Sage-to-be. If he did not have this ability, how could he lead the Demon Tribe of the Heavenly Court to become stronger?
"My son's death was plotted against by someone, he died in the hands of the west, Heavenly Court can forgive him.”
Jieyin understood the meaning of Emperor Jun's words and couldn't help but admire his magnanimity.
For the sake of the great cause of the Demon Tribe, Emperor Jun did not care about the pain of losing his son because he did not want to provoke the mighty people in the West.
They had already shown signs of defeat in the battle with the Wu Tribe. If they provoked the West again, the Demon Tribe would probably withdraw from the stage of Untainted Land in less than ten thousand years.
"The Cultivation Tribulation has already begun, the karma between the west and Heavenly Court is too deep, we have to end it sooner or later. Fellow Daoist's words are nothing more than to postpone it until ten thousand years later, to wait until everything is settled before making a decision.”
"However, has Fellow Daoist ever thought about the outcome of the war between the Lich and Demon Clans?”
Hearing this, Emperor Jun's heart sank. At his realm, he knew that the power of heaven and earth was unstoppable.
The battle between the Witches and Demons was similar to the battle between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin.
The three races had declined and were trapped in small places, suffering from the torture of heaven and earth karma day and night. But so what if he knew the general trend of the world? If the Golden Crow did not die in the hands of the Sorcerer Tribe, there was still room for negotiation.
Now, the two clans were like arrows on the bowstring and had no choice but to fight for that sliver of hope.
Jieyin saw that Emperor Jun was silent, so he continued," The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery can form the Real Entity of Pangu. If the Demon Tribe does not have a great formation to resist, they will be defeated in ten thousand years.”
Fuxi nodded thoughtfully. Emperor Jun also knew this.
After studying the River Map and the Book of Luo for so many years, he discovered that there was a formation hidden in this spiritual treasure that faintly corresponded to the stars in the sky.
However, before he could comprehend it, the Golden Crow had already died, and the war between the Sorcerer and Demon was about to begin.
With these ten thousand years, if the Demon Tribe could comprehend the formation and gather the power of the stars in the universe, they might be able to fight the Sorcerer Tribe.
However…
Even if they could contend with the Sorcerer Tribe, the outcome of the two tribes was likely to be mutual destruction.
Thinking of this, Dijun clenched his fists and let go of his last bit of pride.
"I wonder if you are willing to take my son Little Ten as your disciple?”
Jieyin was surprised by Emperor Jun's words.
Not only was Jieyin shocked, even Xihe and Taiyi were in disbelief.
He immediately advised Emperor Jun not to do so, and only Fuxi could see it clearly.
As the leader of the Demon Tribe, Emperor Jun had to consider the future for the Demon Tribe. Although the Demon Clan also had Goddess Nvywa, the Sage of Destiny, they were weak and were not as strong as the Three Pure Ones and the West.
The West had shown extraordinary power in their several attacks. If the Tenth Prince could join the West, he could help the Demon Clan in the future when they encountered any mishaps, so that the Golden Crow's legacy would not be cut off.
Moreover, the Tenth Prince indeed had some affinity with the West…
No matter how Xihe and Taiyi tried to persuade Emperor Jun, they could not change his mind.
"The ten sons of the Golden Crow are indeed fated with the west. If you trust the west, the west will protect all ten of them.”
Emperor Jun immediately nodded, released the Tenth Prince and woke him up.
"Little Ten, you left the Rushing Current Valley without permission and caused trouble. I have no choice but to punish you!”
Looking at the dignified Emperor Jun, the Tenth Prince panicked and looked at Xihe for help.
However, Xihe knew that Emperor Jun was doing this for the future of the Demon Tribe. As the Demon Empress, she also had to put the great cause of the Demon Tribe first, so she turned her head away from the Tenth Prince. Taiyi also couldn't bear it, but as brothers, Taiyi could only support Emperor Jun's decision and shook his head helplessly.
"From now on, you have no connection with the Heavenly Court. You are no longer the son of Xihe and me, and you are no longer the prince of the Demon Tribe!”
"Father! No! I won't dare to go out without permission again! I beg Imperial Father to take back his order!"
The Tenth Prince was anxious. He struggled to fly toward Emperor Jun, but was stopped by Emperor Jun's finger.
"From now on, you will stay in the west and take in fellow daoists as your master. You are not allowed to go to the celestial heavens again.”
Emperor Jun took a deep look at the Tenth Prince and then sent a message to Jieyin," The Karma between the West and the Demon Tribe has not been broken. There will be a war in the future. But Little Ten is no longer a Demon. I hope you can treat him well."”
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist. I have a master-disciple relationship with the little Golden Crow. As for the karma between the west and the celestial heavens, it would depend on the will of heaven.”Jieyin shook his head, feeling a little emotional about the difficult situation of the demon race.
"If Xihe and I meet with any mishaps in the future, I hope you can give the River Map and the Book of Luo and the Full Moon to Little Ten.”
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist."
After explaining to Jieyin, Emperor Jun and the other three walked out of Mount Meru.
Jieyin saw the Little Golden Crow crying non-stop and felt a little sorry for him, so he removed the restraints on him and let him fly out of the straw hut to bid farewell to Emperor Jun and the others.
After a long while, the little golden crow flew back dejectedly. He landed on the ground and bowed to Jieyin.
"Senior, please accept me as your disciple." Seeing that the little Golden Crow had come back to him to be his apprentice, he knew that Emperor Jun must have told him something. He did not ask any more questions and just smiled at the little Golden Crow.
"If you enter the west, you will have to sever your karma with the celestial heavens, are you willing?”
"Disciple is willing." The little golden crow lowered his head and nodded in agreement.
"In that case, you will be my third disciple and the tenth disciple of my western sect.”
"Disciple greets teacher."
"Do you have a name?"
"Disciple hasn't transformed yet and hasn't given a name yet.”
"From now on, you'll be Lu's pressure.”
Lu Ya stood up to the side, his eyes filled with disappointment. Luya, although you are a Golden Crow and a Xiantian creature, your Origin has been divided by the other nine Golden Crows, so your foundation is not as good as yours. I will give you the Elixir of Creation, which can help you grow and make your Origin as strong as Emperor Jun and Taiyi. It can also help you transform.”
Jieyin popped the Elixir of Fortune into Luya's mouth. The Real Sun Fire in Luya's body overflowed uncontrollably. The Power of Origin kept increasing. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the level of Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
Sensing the shocking changes in his body, Lu Ya knew that this was something that even his father and uncle could not do. He could not help but be amazed by the ability of the West.
Immediately after, a young man in his early 17th or 18th year of age appeared. The Grand Sun Primordial Fire transformed into a fiery red robe and bowed to Jieyin.
"Thank you, teacher, for giving me a treasure to help me transform!”
"I'll also give you the Agama Sutra and the Mystic Dharmic Lotus Sutra. The Agama Sutra contains all kinds of divine powers, and the Mystic Dharmic Lotus Sutra is the fundamental scripture of the West.”
"The birth and dissipation techniques can condense the various impermanence techniques.”
"Man's Self Obsession and Law's Self Obsession can condense all kinds of Dharma's Selfless Great Divine Art.”
"I'll give you six divine powers: Heavenly Eye, Heavenly Ear, Other Heart, Divine Feet, Destiny, and Leaking. The last five divine powers can only be comprehended after you break through to the Primordial Immortal realm.”
"I'll also give you a superior-grade Connate spirit-treasure, the Nail Head Seven Arrow Book. In the future, if your cultivation base breaks through, I will give you a magic treasure.”
Lu Ya was dizzy from the series of cultivation methods, divine arts, and spiritual treasures. He checked them with his mind and knew that these things were extraordinary and could not be seen in the Heavenly Court.
Lu Ya gradually had more expectations for the West and less sadness.
Outside the grass hut, Master Xumi and the other nine disciples received the voice transmission and hurried over.
Everyone saluted and greeted him. Maitreya stepped forward and patted Luya's head.
"Tenth Junior Brother, you can follow me from now on!”
Maitreya was very fond of Luya. Luya had transformed into a Golden Crow, and he had also obtained the Creation Elixir to supplement his origin and improve his foundation. Not only did he have a perfect mastery of the Grand Sun Primordial Fire, but he also naturally grasped a trace of the Great Dao of Fire. On Mount Meru in the west, two Buddhas were sitting beside the Pool of Eight Merits. One was holding a tree branch with seven-colored light filling the sky, while the other was holding a prayer bead and sitting on a lotus platform. These two were Zhunti and Jieyin, the pillars of the west. Jieyin closed his eyes and sat in the lotus position. He wore a golden cassock on his right shoulder and held a Buddhist banner in his hand. He opened his eyes and said to Ti, I'm afraid that after this Cultivation Tribulation, my brother will only be able to struggle on at death's door after the battle between the Sorcerer and Demon Clans. If my senior brother has a chance of survival, let alone the Sorcerer and Demon Ertie! "Yes!"
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