The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars set and the clouds rise.
The Jie Jiao disciples from the dojo scattered all over the world rushed back one after another.
Of course, the ancient wilderness was vast, and not all disciples could reach Penglai Island in just a hundred days.
At the same time, there are many Jiejiao disciples who are in retreat, and they may not know what is going on.
In this regard, it doesn't matter whether the teacher is high or low.
Come if you can, don't pull me down if you don't.
Anyway, there are a lot of people to teach, even if only half of them come, it is still a considerable number.
After the three bells rang that day, a group of Jiejiao disciples rushed to Penglai Holy Land one after another, and were guided to the Jade Square in front of Biyou Palace under the arrangements of the Seven Immortals.
That is to say, the dojo of this sage is spacious enough, and the most fearless thing is the large number of people.
This jade square will not feel crowded even if all the Jie Jiao disciples are present.
Moreover, although most of the Jiejiao disciples did not have any rules, they did not dare to be arrogant when they arrived in front of the saint's dojo. They all meditated and practiced honestly.
As time went by, more and more Jiejiao disciples gathered in the square in front of Biyou Palace, but there was never much noise.
Occasionally, immortals and gods would talk to each other, but most of them would be in whispers, or they would simply get up and stroll around the edge of the square to chat.
This is not because they have good qualities, but they really don’t dare to act wild in front of the leader’s saint’s dojo.
Even though the leader of Tongtian might not blame them, out of respect and admiration for the leader, they are not willing to act recklessly.
As an inner disciple who has a house in Penglai, Yu Yuan naturally does not need to wait in front of Biyou Palace early.
It was not until the day when the three religions reunited that he and Huo Ling'er came to the Jade Square in front of Biyou Palace.
After waiting quietly for a while, several mysterious and magnificent Taoist rhymes suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
Paths of fairy light covered the entire sky like colorful clouds.
Immediately afterwards, nine majestic purple-gold dragons came through the sky, and behind them were a sacred and majestic luanjia, surrounded by auspicious clouds and golden flowers blooming.
A tall and majestic figure sat on top of the chariot.
Needless to say, this figure is naturally the Yuqing Saint Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Cult.
Next to him is an old Taoist riding a sika deer. He is wearing a double bun and a soap-colored Taoist uniform. There are bursts of glow around his body, and colorful spiritual lights are spraying from his head. 33
This old Taoist, who is full of energy and energy, is none other than the deputy leader of Chanjiao, Taoist Ran Deng.
Behind the chariot were followed a series of extraordinary figures, riding on fairy deer, stepping on auspicious clouds, and riding on cranes...
In addition to the second-generation direct disciples such as Anji Xianweng, Yun Zhongzi and Twelve Golden Immortals, there are dozens of young people with lower moral standards.
With the arrival of the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot, an invisible and formless aura appeared out of thin air.
Sometimes it's ethereal, sometimes it's like a mountain.
As bright as the sun and the moon, as vast as the stars.
This is the power of the saint!
At this time, Taoist Duobao, the leader of the Jiejiao religion, personally stepped forward and bowed to welcome the arrival of the Saint of Chanjiao.
"Duobao pays homage to the second uncle, may the second uncle have a long and holy life!"
I don’t know if it was prepared in advance, but the sound of drums rang out from the sky and the earth, accompanied by colorful petals falling all over the sky.
All the Jiejiao disciples in the square stood up and bowed to the air. The scene was truly spectacular.
"We will pay our respects to the Second Senior Uncle. May the Second Senior Uncle have a long and holy life."
While he was saluting, Yu Yuan raised his head and glanced at the saint from afar.
There was no curtain around the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot, and he got a glimpse of the true face of Saint Yuqing as he wished.
Unlike the scene he imagined, which was as tall as a mountain and surrounded by thousands of avenues, what caught his eye was a middle-aged Taoist who looked very handsome and elegant.
He has black hair and a long beard, wears a lotus crown on his head, wears a gold silk and jade robe, holds a three-jewel Ruyi, his thin lips are slightly pursed, his face is unsmiling, and his eyes are extremely deep, giving people a feeling of calmness and self-power.
When Yu Yuan was secretly looking at him, it seemed that the other party was also looking at him.
His heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and the feeling of being watched immediately disappeared.
This wonderful feeling immediately reminded him of the sentence "When you look at the abyss, the abyss is also looking at you."
Doesn't look like he's easy to get along with.
Yu Yuan muttered in his heart, and turned his gaze behind Baochuan, only pausing for a moment on Yun Zhongzi, and then locked onto the young disciples he had never seen before.
Among the twenty or thirty young disciples, Yang Jian and Wei Hu were prominently among them.
Next to the two of them was a handsome young man with clear features, red lips and white teeth. He looked polished, with a mark of flame between his eyebrows, and a red silk that looked like fire was wrapped around his body.
Nezha... no, Lingzhu?
Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the other young disciples.
Finally, his eyes fell on a man in gray robes.
The man was thin, with a dark and red complexion. He looked unattractive. Only his big eyes under his thick eyebrows were particularly bright.
He actually brought here disciples who were not even outer disciples.
Well, in this way, everyone from top to bottom of the teachings has been gathered.
This battle is really big!
"Second brother, please come in and talk." The voice of the Tongtian leader sounded.
When Yuanshi Tianzun got off the Luanjia, he didn't need to take any steps. The sky was paved with golden clouds and golden flowers to guide him to the Biyou Palace.
"Bai He, take the chariot and mount aside and take care of them."
The deputy leader, Taoist Ran Deng, gave a low command, then got off his mount, and landed with the immortals from the Chan Sect in the empty space specially reserved for them in the Jade Square below.
The disciples of the two sects began to bow to each other.
At this time, a problem occurred.
There were not many direct disciples of Chanjiao, and half of those who came now were long-established masters.
For example, Ran Deng Taoist, Anji Immortal Weng, Guang Chengzi, Chi Jing Jing, Yun Zhongzi, Yu Ding Zhenren, etc. are all like thunder. In the entire prehistoric world of immortals and gods, few people would admit their mistakes.
But teach me this way...
There are three to four thousand disciples of Jie Jiao present here at the moment!
What’s even more exaggerated is that many of these Jiejiao Immortals don’t recognize each other!
At this time.
Several figures flew from the west riding auspicious clouds.
The leader, an old Taoist, was wearing a yellow robe, with golden lotuses on his feet. His face was pale yellow and full of sorrow.
There was a middle-aged Taoist next to him. He looked sallow and thin, wearing a plain white robe. His black hair was casually pulled into a bun, with a green branch stuck sideways.
There are more than a dozen people left behind, all tall and short, fat and thin.
As this group of people arrived, the disciples of the two sects in the square looked surprised.
Because this group of people dressed strangely, they neither tied up their hair nor wore crowns, and the robes they wore looked like a combination of Taoist robes and cassocks.
Even people who don't know them can tell from their appearance that they are Westerners.
And those who knew their identities were even more surprised.
At this moment, even the leader of Tongtian Cult, who was in Biyou Palace, could not help but frown secretly, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and said: "This time we are discussing the three religions of Interpretation and Humanity at the same time. Why are Jie Yin and Zhunti here?
When I was waiting in Zixiao Palace before, I didn't see them receiving the decree. Could it be that they wanted to take the opportunity to seize the power of heaven? "
Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on the cloud bed and said without comment: "Call me in and ask."
Leader Tongtian nodded slightly and said loudly: "Two junior brothers, please come in and talk."
Hearing his voice, Taoist Duobao did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, repeating the same etiquette he had shown to Yuanshi Tianzun before.
Then the two saints entered Biyou Palace, while their disciples landed on the square.
Yu Yuan glanced at it and saw that the five Western disciples including the Medicine Master and Mahasthamaprapta whom he had seen in the Heavenly Court were all here.
As if sensing his gaze, the general looked towards him, his eyes as cold as lightning.
Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up.
Da Shizhi frowned slightly, not understanding what he meant.
The next moment, Yu Yuan suddenly turned his gesture and pointed downward.
Even though such an obvious move was not popular in ancient times, Da Shizhi still understood its meaning, and his face darkened in an instant.
He glared at Yu Yuan fiercely, then turned to look aside.
Yu Yuan smiled slightly, thinking that this Western disciple was indeed famous for his diligence and bravery.
No wonder that after the opening of Buddhism, he was once named the Great Effort Bodhisattva or the Great Courageous Bodhisattva.
Unlike the pharmacist and Yueguang, who always had smiles on their faces when they saw him.
While he was thinking about it, the sky changed again.
A huge purple energy comes from the east, stretching millions of miles.
The purple energy surged and rolled, and countless nine-color lotuses emerged from it, emitting thousands of auspicious colors and thousands of rays of rays of light.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged Taoist priest with an ordinary appearance wearing dark Taoist robes strolled over holding a green cow.
An old Taoist with a white head and white head was sitting diagonally on the green cow's back.
He described him as old but energetic, wearing a Taiqing fishtail crown, holding a silver whisk, and wearing a Yin-Yang Bagua robe. His face was neither happy nor sad, and he exuded indifference and casualness from the inside out.
Taoist Duobao immediately came forward and saluted respectfully: "Duobao pays homage to the great uncle. I wish the great uncle a long and prosperous life!"
Everyone in the square below also stood up and saluted. They bowed respectfully and said, "We are here to pay our respects to our uncle. May your longevity be endless."
At the same time, Tongtian Cult Master and Yuanshi Tianzun walked out of Biyou Palace, with the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti following behind just one step behind.
The four saints bowed to the Taiqing saint together.
"I've met brother."
"No need to be polite."
Saint Taiqing got off the cow's back and looked at several saints and returned the salute.
Leader Tongtian smiled and said: "Since the eldest brothers have arrived, let's start the discussion of the three religions together?"
Saint Taiqing nodded slightly.
Yuanshi Tianzun also nodded, then looked at Jieyin and Zhunti and said calmly: "The two junior brothers are Western great sects. They have not received the decree from Zixiao Palace, so please bear witness with us."
Saint Zhunti smiled without hesitation: "Since I am sent by my senior brother, how can I not respond?"
The welcoming saint on the side also nodded slightly and said nothing.
At this moment, each of the five saints is sitting on a bed of clouds.
Leader Tongtian looked at Saint Taiqing and asked: "Brother, how do you think the matter of being conferred as a god should be handled?"
As the elder brother and the first disciple of Xuanmen, Saint Taiqing should ask his opinion first both emotionally and rationally.
But at this time, Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly: "The eldest brother only has one disciple, Master Xuandu. It's hard for the third brother to send him to the list of gods, so that the eldest brother doesn't even have anyone to serve him, right?"
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