From then on, Huo Ling and Donghua began to harm each other, and it was mostly Donghua who hurt Huo Ling. Who makes Huo Ling not as sinister as Donghua, and not as long-lived as Donghua?
Jiang Ziya received a gift from King Zhou, and when he opened it, he saw two beasts.
"Commander, this is a monster that the king specially ordered us to send and leave it to you to deal with."
"Okay, I understand what your Majesty means; someone will serve you wine and food, and serve them with delicious food." Jiang Ziya had people move two cages to the border battlefield between Xiqi and Shang Dynasty, and asked people to fight.
The people around Jiang Ziya have been following him for several months, and they have figured out that Jiang Ziya seems to be serious, but in fact he has a bad nature; in terms of behavior, he naturally suits him.
"Xiqi's, your grandpa is here, come out quickly to greet him."
"Grandpa came to see you, why don't you come out?"
"Unworthy descendants."
"If you have the courage to rebel, come out if you have the ability!"
Good guys, let’s rearrange the seniority.
In the border city of Xiqi, the commander-in-chief was Maha Kassapa, a great disciple of the Western Sect. This man could keep his composure. When people from the Shang Dynasty shouted at him, the people around him couldn't keep their composure. The more they listened to the shouts from outside, the angrier they became.
"Senior Brother, we can't let them keep shouting. If they keep shouting, where will our Xiqi's face be?" What he wanted to say was the face of the Western Church, but they were helping Xiqi now, so they couldn't make it too clear.
"Yes, coach, we can't let it go anymore, it will easily shake the morale of the army!"
"Coach, let's fight."
"That's it, fight once, go one step further if you win, and step back if you lose."
Mahakassapa was extremely calm at their words, "If you want to fight, just fight; don't ask me for instructions."
"Big Brother!"
"Okay, let's go down." After Maha Kassapa sent the people away, the Xiqi soldiers were not convinced that Westerners were appointed as their commanders, so they ordered their troops to fight. They would rather die on the battlefield than suffer such oppression.
With soldiers from both sides in place, the battle is about to begin.
Jiang Ziya stood in front of two cages, with one hundred thousand soldiers of the Shang Dynasty behind him.
"Come here, send it to the generals on the opposite side. Just say it is a gift from the Western Religion and Xiqi to the Shang Dynasty. We have accepted it. Now we are giving it to them in return and asking them to be polite."
"yes."
The deputy general beside Jiang Ziya walked out carrying another cage, placed it in the center of the battlefield, and shouted while the Xiqi soldiers looked confused.
"Grandsons of Xiqi, we have received the gifts that you, Xiqi and the Western Sect, have given us. You are welcome to come back as a gift."
"What do they mean?" Xiqi soldiers looked confused. When did they give gifts to the Shang Dynasty?
The soldiers all looked at Xiqi's currently highest-ranking lieutenant.
The deputy general shook his head, "I don't know either, the coach must know."
"What the hell did they do?!"
Just fight, what kind of conspiracy are you planning?
The disciples of the Western Sect unknowingly caused the Xiqi soldiers to reveal their secrets.
The people of the Western religion, holding on to their noble status as disciples of saints, have no good feelings towards Xiqi's soldiers; if they are not prudent and appropriate in their actions, they will naturally cause Xiqi's soldiers to hide their secrets.
Even immortals cannot act like this. In their impression, immortals are representatives of beauty and power; they are not representatives of evil spirits and ghosts. Looking at these people from Western religions, they really look down on them all.
There was internal strife here, and Jiang Ziya led the troops back to their base.
"Bring the cages and go back." Vice General Xiqi gave the order and took everyone back to the city. He took two iron cages and went to the courtyard of the Western Sect. In order to win over the Western Sect people, Ji Fa from Xiqi gave them The treatment is very good and everything is given priority.
Any good things will be sent to the Western Sect, and the courtyard is naturally the same; their courtyard in Xiqi City is the largest, and a group of Western Sect disciples all live here.
"Didn't you go to meet the enemy? Why did you come back and lose so quickly?"
The deputy general snorted coldly and sent the cage to them, "Isn't it a good thing you did?"
"What good have we done?" A group of Western disciples looked at each other.
"See for yourself." The deputy general said coldly.
A group of people took a look at the contents of the two cages. One of them, a Western sect disciple who looked the youngest, stepped forward in surprise and reached out to wipe the nine-tailed fox.
"It's actually a nine-tailed fox. The fur is soft and smooth." It feels comfortable to touch.
"The other end is the nine-headed pheasant spirit." Maha Kassapa recognized it and understood what was going on; he knew that the two saints had found the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, "There is also a pipa spirit?"
The lieutenant said: "Only these two were sent."
Seeing that he really didn't know, Mahakasyapa cast a spell to remove the nine-tailed fox's throat, "Where did the Pipa Spirit go?"
"Sir, we were arrested together. The Pipa Spirit was taken away by an immortal with white hair and purple clothes." The vixen did not dare to cause trouble. She was really crushed by her strength.
This is the great disciple of the Second Sage of the West, and his cultivation is unfathomable.
However, I felt that he was not as powerful as the white-haired and purple-robed immortal.
"White hair and purple clothes?"
"Yes, he has white hair and purple clothes. I can't see his face clearly."
Mahakassapa thought thoughtfully, "Could he be someone who intercepted the teachings?"
Interception?
The vixen was shocked. It was also the Sage sect. If so, it would not make sense. It was normal for the disciples of the Sage to have advanced cultivation levels, but their efforts for thousands of years were wasted in just one meeting.
They already had poor qualifications, and if they were ruined like this, they would be almost useless now; it would be too difficult to come back from cultivation. First, there was no one to protect them, and people who had offended them in the past were sure to come to them for revenge; second, they did not dare to Hui Xuanyuan Tomb, where the place of residence is uncertain, how can I practice with peace of mind? Third, their own luck and merit are insufficient.
"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty, who is that person? Just one encounter knocked us three sisters back to their original forms, and our cultivation was in vain." They can't sit still and wait for death. Since they were ordered by the Second Saint of the West to do something, something is wrong now. , naturally we should seek the protection of the Second Saint of the West.
I heard that Mount Sumeru is full of spiritual energy, so you can at least practice with peace of mind.
"Elder brother, I want to know too." Subhuti said.
Ananda shook his head, "You don't know something. Not long ago, the youngest of the direct disciples of the Jie Sect accepted a disciple. He was a white-haired and purple-robed disciple named Donghua Zifu Shaoyang Lord. When he was admitted to his sect, he was Daluo Jinxian’s cultivation has now gone one step further.”
"Yes." Mahakasyapa nodded solemnly, "I'm afraid he is the one you met."
There was fear in the vixen's eyes. They were so unlucky to encounter such ruthless people who would destroy their cultivation even if they didn't agree with each other. They met them as soon as they came out of the mountain, and all three of them were destroyed.
Lieutenant General Xiqi's eyes moved and he opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
The disciples of the Western Sect were deep in thought, but they didn't notice the strange behavior of the Xiqi soldiers; even if they noticed it, they wouldn't care about it. They came with a high air, so how could they care about their mood? They're just ants.
