Receive the cry of the saint.
However, Michael and the other three were dumbfounded.
Because in the eyes of the three Michaels, this saint is a strong man at the level of a saint. Naturally, he should have the demeanor of a saint to some extent...
but now……
It's like crying like a child, what's the matter!
The three of them stared at each other with eyes wide open. You looked at me and I looked at you, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Different from the sadness of the saints, Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi have a feeling of sadness in their hearts.
Saint Zhunti is the most marginalized figure among the saints of heaven.
Weak in strength and poor in character.
But after all, the Six Saints of Heaven have been brothers in the same sect for more than ten thousand years.
Emotionally, someone died so suddenly, which was a bit unacceptable.
In fact, Yuanshi Tianzun and Saint Laozi felt a little chill in their spines, fearing that they would be the next to die.
Jehovah and Taoist Bengtian looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
They had just returned to the prehistoric world, and were somewhat unclear about the evolution of the prehistoric world after the Kaitian Tribulation.
However, they learned from Hongjun and others that this man named Zhunti was also a saint, but he died at the hands of another saint.
"A powerful saint who can kill saints and destroy immortals. This one can reach the sky. It's not easy..."
Jehovah frowned slightly and secretly sent a message to Taoist Bengtian.
Taoist Bengtian also nodded, and then with some fear in his eyes, he replied to Jehovah through a message:
"Even if I am proficient in the power of the Law of Destruction, I cannot destroy an immortal and strong saint... It is incredible... In my memory, the only one who can do this is a great god like Pangu... …”
Although the two never said it directly.
However, in the secret conversation, they already expressed their fear of killing Saint Zhunti.
Taoist Hongjun was upset when he was led to the saint by crying, and waved his hands slightly.
Although Saint Jieyin was heartbroken over the death of his junior brother, Saint Jieyin was also a person who was good at observing words and emotions.
He saw Taoist Hongjun's expression, which seemed a little bad, so he hurriedly stopped his crying and looked at Taoist Hongjun timidly.
And Taoist Hongjun stretched out his hand, and a broken Yuan Shen flowed out.
The incomplete soul was actually the good corpse of a saint and a strong man. It was wrapped in the power of creation of the jade dish of creation. It lay in the power of creation and fell into a deep sleep, quiet and peaceful.
The immortals in Zixiao Palace saw the good corpse in the hands of Taoist Hongjun.
The facial features and appearance were exactly the same as those of Saint Zhunti.
"Junior brother! Master... my junior brother's good corpse... was rescued by you, Master?"
The saint who received the invitation was suddenly surprised and happy.
Hongjun nodded slowly.
"Then with Master's methods, wouldn't it be possible to reverse the time and space of cause and effect and restore my junior brother to his original state?"
Jie Yin was overjoyed.
The two sages of the West are inseparable.
If from now on, there will be no junior brother Zhunti to lead the saint.
Doesn’t that mean there is one missing chopstick——
There was only one stick left.
The Holy Saint naturally hopes that his good friend will come back.
Who would have thought that when Taoist Hongjun heard the words that greeted the saint, his face turned extremely ugly.
"Can't do it..."
Daozu Hongjun's face was ugly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it at this moment.
Can't do it? !
After receiving the invitation, Yuanshi Tianzun, Laozi Sage and others all changed their expressions, and looked at Daozu Hongjun in disbelief.
"If the saint's physical body is destroyed, the saint's original power will not be damaged. Even if the saint has only a ray of soul left, he can recover as before!"
"However, the mysterious man from the Jie Sect preached to Tongtian from a distance. Tongtian's sword intention contained a supreme destructive power, which completely destroyed Zhunti's original power of the saint... There was no trace left. …”
"Even I can't save Saint Zhunti..."
Daozu Hongjun's expression darkened.
Although he was unwilling to admit in front of his disciples that he was not as good as the mysterious person behind Jie Jiao.
But it is what it is.
No matter how much Daozu Hongjun denied it, he still couldn't do it.
After Taoist Hongjun finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned dark.
Only Jehovah and Taoist Bengtian had a hint of greed in their eyes.
Because they have left the prehistoric world since the beginning of the Calamity of Heaven.
Therefore, there is no way to know the changes in the prehistoric world after the Kaitian Calamity.
The power that can destroy the original power of a saint can't help but make Jehovah and Bengtian Taoist feel a desire in their hearts.
This kind of power... if you can learn it and use it for yourself.
I am afraid that I can aspire to the supreme realm of the great god Pangu!
Jehovah and Taoist Bengtian naturally didn't know Lin Xuan's terror, so they only thought about the good...
No idea at all——
The gift given by fate has already been marked with a secret price.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.
Sooner or later, Jehovah and Taoist Bengtian will pay the price for their stupidity.
Dare to go against the irrational and powerful Lin Xuan...
Ahem!
All died with an extremely artistic sense.
"Zhunti, Lingmu... a saint of heaven, a demon of chaos..."
A hint of fierceness flashed in Daozu Hongjun's eyes.
In these two battles with the mysterious man, he lost two generals in a row.
In addition to anger, Hongjun also had deep fear in his heart.
It's a pity that Hongjun is the one in charge of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven needs to promote the calamity and improve itself. Hongjun has no choice but to do all he can to push the calamity in the direction set by the way of heaven.
If not, Hongjun wouldn't want to go against the mysterious Jiejiao man even to death.
Even he was a little scared.
Just like this, Hongjun also pondered in his heart——
If you can't fight the mysterious man personally, then don't do it yourself.
"Although this good corpse Zhunti cannot be resurrected, after all, he was once a saint... He possesses the power of a saint... Today, I will give him blessings..."
"The good corpse was reshaped and reincarnated in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the Western Paradise, and was named Patriarch Bodhi."
Taoist Hongjun crossed into the air of creation and the good corpse of Saint Zhunti.
Afterwards, the good corpse moved without any wind and headed towards the Western Paradise.
With Hongjun Daozu's methods, this good corpse Zhunti will become a new creature in a few years.
Ancestor Hongjun even gave him a name——
It is the famous Patriarch Bodhi in Journey to the West who is proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
That is, Sun Houhou’s master.
The disillusionment of cause and effect in Hongjun's eyes, the mysterious flow, others don't know, but he knows that this Bodhi Patriarch is also a chess piece for him in the future...
"In this case... I can only thank Master!"
The saint sighed.
After all, Patriarch Bodhi is not a Chunti saint.
However, Patriarch Bodhi originated from the saint's corpse, and received Hongjun's creation energy, so his strength was much stronger than ordinary quasi-sages.
However, a quasi-sage is still a quasi-sage, and it is difficult to compare with a true saint.
However, Saint Jieyin also knew that since Hongjun was powerless, getting a Bodhi Patriarch was better than nothing.
"Next, I will make the elite disciples of each religion become saints!"
Behind Daozu Hongjun, three rays of Hongmeng purple energy suddenly surged out, and then he smiled slightly, full of confidence in his smile, and said slowly...
