Chapter 342: Drunken Talk in Wuzhuang Temple, Taking Things From the Bag

Qi glanced at Taiyi:

"Then let me listen to what you say. Those two people in the West will not let the Western Continent suffer. With their stingy temperament, if they don't take advantage, I'm afraid they will be very sad."

"If you and I do this, it will be fine if they don't become saints. If they become saints, they will definitely go to heaven."

"At that time, you and I should be free to act naturally, but we never thought that Taiyi, you are usually casual and honest, but in the end, your heart is so dark."

"Fuxi said before that you had changed, but now it seems that it is simply because of the past that it is difficult to make good use of it."

Halfway through Qi's words, a smile couldn't stop appearing at the corners of his mouth, as did Emperor Jun Fuxi. Taiyi, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

"The prehistoric era is supposed to be the world of heaven. You and I have never faded, so what kind of saint dares to confront us?"

"Although this saint is the most venerable person in the world, if we don't recognize him, how can he be superior to others?"

Although Taiyi had a smile on his face, the words in his mouth were extremely treasonous.

Qi and Di Jun also let it go. Countless Yuan Hui's painstaking management could not be easily replaced once their status changed.

Although people's hearts are subject to change, it is undeniable that among the changing hearts, there are also people with incomparable perseverance.

What Tianting did was not in vain. Although Emperor Jun could not achieve enlightenment through this, his achievements could not be erased by changes in status.

Facing Taiyi's words, Fuxi just smiled and said:

"The positions of the Six Destined Saints are now determined, but we must not forget that although Zhunti possesses a Hongmeng Purple Qi, his position as a Destined Saint is not stable for him."

"There is nothing you and I can do in this. Throughout history, there is no shortage of ambitious people. Now that there is an opportunity for a saint, why don't those who have hope for this not move?"

"Why don't you and I help each other, so that the saint can return to heaven and earth as soon as possible, so that all the heaven and earth are missing? This is also a great merit."

Di Jun's long-term tacit understanding of Fu Xi's words made him immediately understand what Fu Xi wanted, and he immediately smiled and said:

"It is better to spread the word to the outside world. There are seven saints in heaven and earth, but there are only six of them. In this way, a lot of happy things should happen."

"Otherwise, with the current momentum of the West and its majestic development, if we don't force one or two, I'm afraid those two will not be impatient."

"With a little help, Heaven will also remember your merits. After all, in the world, it will be a great joy for the saint to return to his throne as soon as possible."

Qi nodded and said:

"Why don't we just return all the saints to their positions in this Yuanhui, and then tell the world that there are only six people who are destined to be saints, but there are seven saints."

"If this is the case, there should be waves in the ancient world. If the waves rise, the catastrophe will be near. You and I can seek transcendence as soon as possible."

The four of them looked at each other in confusion, and after a long time they said in unison:

"good!"

This Yuanhui has only just begun, and there is a gap of 70,000 years from its end.

For Heavenly Court, the long-standing overlord of the ancient world, it would take even less than a thousand years to spread a message widely throughout the ancient world without revealing any flaws.

When Qi and Emperor Juntaiyi and others decided on this matter, within a thousand years, within this Yuanhui, the news that all the saints should return to their positions spread widely throughout the world.

From the many innate gods to the ordinary beings, everyone has heard of this.

At the same time, Heaven also began to levy taxes on the other half of the Western Continent. For a moment, the sound of the rise of the West seemed to be broken out of thin air and disappeared without a trace.

Jie Yin Zhunti also faced the most embarrassing situation. He had to pay taxes from heaven and could not violate them, and he had to preach the witch clan's affairs to restrain himself.

In the middle, there were constant glances from the gods. Within a thousand years, it seemed as if endless malice had converged on these two people, leaving Jie Yin Zhunti in a state of embarrassment.

Even when I was preaching, many people who were famous in the primitive world attacked me on the pretext of hearing the sermon, causing the two of them to suffer terribly.

Heavenly Court, on the other hand, was laissez-faire about this matter, in line with its usual style, and rarely interfered in the affairs of the ancient gods.

Jieyin Zhunti had doubts about this, but he could not get any evidence, so he had to give up.

After all, in addition to being more vigilant, they had nothing to do with the Heavenly Court. The people coming to attack from left and right were not unstoppable, so the two of them could only endure their anger alone.

It was not until the presence of a quasi-sage appeared among the people who came to attack that the two talents were alarmed by the danger. They gradually gave up preaching among the witch clan and left the matter in the hands of the disciples who followed them.

In Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, twelve people were sitting together in the courtyard. Although they were sitting at separate tables, the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Zhen Yuanzi was in the first place and tapped the jade festival with his hand. After a while, an elf appeared offering ginseng fruit. It was shaped like a child and had the shape of a human being.

The postures are different, some are sitting with five hearts in the sky, some are playing and crying, and some are honest and honest, just like real people.

On the table for twelve people, there are three ginseng fruits each, with different shapes. They look like a boy lying on a plate, which is intimidating to ordinary people.

Except for Yuanzi from Hongyun Town, all those who came were friends of Hongyun, two Daluo Jinxian, six Quasi-Sages, and two Hunyuan Dao people.

Although the twelve people had different cultivation levels, they had the same fruits and vegetables at the table, and there were also fine wines and delicacies to accompany them, so there was no difference in status.

The twelve people are all wearing Taoist robes, with different colors. Those who cultivate immortality are bright and restrained, while those who are Shinto are light and energetic. Some are wearing white robes, black robes, purple robes, and gold robes.

Among them, there were two female cultivators and eight male cultivators. They were all sitting barefoot on the futons. Their robes were wide and although they were not intentionally covered up, not much was exposed.

The way he moved his hands and feet was very unrestrained and unrestrained. Even though he was drunk to the fullest extent, he was still very lively.

When the wine was rising, no one tasted the sweetness of the ginseng fruit. After eating the fruit, the two Daluo Jinxian left happily.

You shouldn't eat too much of such a treasure. I ate three today. Within this Yuanhui, I should retreat to practice, just to refine the medicinal power and prevent waste.

The remaining ten people continued to talk about the ancient and modern avenues, and their words often had the meaning of confrontation. The dispute between the avenues was not allowed to be tolerated.

They are all friends, so they should be more like this. It is rare to have such a like-minded couple, so they should compete with each other.

We are all quasi-sages and masters of Hunyuan Dao. Our combat prowess may be different, but we are at the same level, so we naturally do our part.

Even between Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, their words were full of guns and sticks, and they refused to give in to each other. This is where the beauty of the discussion lies.

Until the end of the moon, one of the Taoists in red robes leaned slightly on his seat, his face was extremely red, and he said quite excitedly:

"Your way is simply treacherous and unethical. How can anyone in the world do such a cowardly thing if they uphold their integrity!"

His words had the meaning of overlooking the world, and his words were so earnest that they caused another white-robed Taoist to retort:

"You and I, as cultivators, can only seek the Great Dao in our lives. If we look forward to the Great Dao, how can we forget about our own lives and death! Looking at the world and the far reaches of the world, there is no one who is willing to work hard without caring about his own life!"

Another purple-robed Taoist retorted:

"This statement is a fallacy, but you don't know that if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening! If you want to see the Tao, you should naturally enter at the right time. How can you be afraid of the slightest wind and waves like a tiger!"

"In the world, people are different and have their own weight. As far as you and me are concerned, who is more important? The most important person in the world can be said to be more important than the emperor!"

"The emperor of heaven is so noble that he still needs troops to march through dangerous places in order to fight for the crossing. The road is far away, but you and I are reluctant to go forward. This shows how broad the road is!"

After hearing this, the white-robed Taoist immediately continued to retort:

"Is it possible that the emperor of heaven is more noble than the three emperors? With the dignity of the three emperors, he is still drowning in the catastrophe and returning to ruins to save himself."

"Is it possible that the emperor of heaven is more noble than a saint? With the dignity of a saint, he is still far away from the ancient times and dare not get involved in the great catastrophe."

"You and I do not use the Three Emperors and Saints as benchmarks for our practice, but choose the emperors of heaven and the powerful as comparisons. How can we achieve enlightenment in this way?"

Hongyun saw the heated discussion among the people and was in the mood for drinking, so she couldn't help but join in and said:

"The path of spiritual practice is difficult for ordinary people to climb to the sky on foot. For ordinary people, there are still mountains to walk. You and I are walking on the illusory road, so how can we use the road as an example?"

"In my opinion, practitioners should not be afraid of risks, but they should not be blind to visible benefits. Instead of arguing, it is better for you and me to plot the path to enlightenment."

"You see, although the Emperor of Heaven is noble, how can he be said to be more noble than a Saint?"

"And the realm of a saint is equal to Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, and his combat power is no different from Hunyuan Wuji Luo Tianzun. This is what you and I want."

"No matter the immortals or gods, only when they can attain the great truth can they feel at ease. Otherwise, if they are restrained in the primitive world and fearlessly advance bravely, what difference will it make?"

Zhen Yuanzi also spoke:

"The discussion you and I are having now seems intense, but it has nothing to do with the Dao. So what's the point?"

"Instead of looking down on those untouchable people and things, you might as well think about the things that you and I can obtain. As long as it is beneficial to the road, there is no harm in taking some risks."

"If it's the same as the Great Dao, what's the use of being fierce again? Even though I drank wine today, don't let your thoughts lead to false ideas. You should keep your feet on the ground."

The black-robed Taoist who had been quiet until now heard Zhen Yuanzi's words and looked around. There were several drunk people, but the atmosphere in the banquet was strong, so he spoke:

"Being down-to-earth? How can you and I not be down-to-earth with what we say today? With my current cultivation level, I am still far away from the realm of Hunyuan Wuji, but it is not without the opportunity to realize the Tao."

"It has been said in the ancient times that within this Yuanhui, the six destined saints will return. However, now in the ancient times, there are still seven rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"You should say that the position of a saint should be occupied by a capable person. Now that there is an opportunity in front of us, how can you and I let it go?"

"The great road is fifty, the heavenly play is forty-nine, and there is still a glimmer of hope left. If you and I ignore such a good opportunity and just let it go, we will be afraid of it."

"Now you see that the ten people in our field are all Hunyuan Taoists above the realm. If we gather our strength, we may have a chance to realize the Tao!"

As soon as the black-robed Taoist said this, most of the drunk people in the room immediately woke up, and their eyes were focused on him. His beating eyes clearly showed that his heart had already moved.

Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were also startled by these words and broke into a cold sweat, but their hearts were inevitably excited. It was about enlightenment. Regardless of gods or men, how could any practitioner not be moved?

The black-robed Taoist ignored this and continued to speak rather fervently:

"The ten of us are all friends, and our friendship is even greater than the mountains and oceans. If we work together, Jieyin may have the destiny to escape."

"How can that Zhunti escape? With the friendship between you and me, as long as we kill Zhunti, the Hongmeng Purple Qi he possesses can be understood together."

"As for the chance to become a saint, whoever is destined to become one, let them go. I consider myself a dull person, and I have no hope for the sainthood."

"If you and I succeed, I can say in advance that I will not take the primordial purple air, but just use it to comprehend it."

"I am a congenital sacred body, and I have been pursuing the way of the gods all my life. I don't seek to become a saint, but only to find a way on my own."

"He has achieved the status of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Tianzun God, which is not inferior to the sainthood. Compared with him, he is more free, so it is wonderful."

The Taoist in white robe thought for a while and said:

"With Hongyun Because of our friendship, I can also give you the Hongmeng Purple Qi. I will just fight for you. "

"As a friend, I should do this. But if Hongyun fails, I will also try, but I can't let you other Taoists have it."

"But I can also say that if you can get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you can all comprehend it together, and those who are destined can go."

"If I am destined, I will do the same, and I will not give up!"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked. He didn't know when the topic turned to this. The plan to guide Zhunti was related to the Great Dao. How could he persuade him!

After all, these two people have a close relationship, and one of them is a future saint. If he fails this time, how will these many friends in the field deal with themselves in the future?

He has the Earth Book to protect himself, so he is naturally not afraid of being targeted by the future saint, but how can the people in the field have such a spiritual treasure? In the future, they will not all live in the five villages.

Although Wanshou Mountain is a rare blessed land in the world, it can also support dozens of Hunyuan Dao practitioners. It is fine to gather for a short period of time, but if it goes on for a long time, the blessed land will be abandoned.

Faced with this situation, Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly persuaded:

"What you and I want is freedom, so how can we be constrained by a primordial purple air to the position of saints? This is absolutely unacceptable."

"It is unwise, no, no, practitioners seek freedom. Compared with chaos, the primordial world is too small. You and I can't do this."

The red-robed Taoist disagreed with this and said indifferently:

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, your words are too contemptuous of saints. You should know that they are also on the way to achieve the great way. How can you look down on them?"

"Although you and I are free, we should not give up the great way. Gathering our strength should be easy."

Hongyun listened for a long time before he suddenly realized. (End of this chapter)