Kong Xuan was unmoved, as arrogant as he was, and regarded death as home. To use a later saying, it is better to live standing than to die kneeling.
"Fellow Taoist, must you have forgotten that dying in the Battle of the Gods is not a real death. Now that the poor Taoist has killed you, your true spirit has entered the list. From now on, you will not be able to improve your cultivation, and you will have to be driven by heaven forever. In the past, you, He is no less inferior to the Jade Emperor, but from now on he will be at his mercy, just like a slave serving tea and water, how pitiful it is!"
Taoist Zhunti, who had already thought of his words, deliberately used words to irritate this proud peacock.
Kong Xuan's expression changed after hearing this, and then he remembered that death is not real death, but the beginning of pain. In the past, he was the first person among the saints, and his reputation was not much worse than that of the Jade Emperor. However, in the future, he would become the object of the other party's calls. How could he bear this?
In contrast, surrendering to Zhunti Taoist is relatively free, and it is easier to hear when it is spread.
There are many things that cannot be compared. If you compare, you will get involved.
Kong Xuan at this moment perfectly verified this sentence.
Taoist Zhunti took the opportunity to say some soft words.
Not wanting to become the object of the Jade Emperor's will, Kong Xuan reluctantly agreed, but made two demands: not to be a mount, and to let Chu Feng go.
"Can"
Taoist Zhunti agreed with a smile. He was a saint and could go anywhere in the ancient continent with a single thought. In fact, he did not need a mount. The so-called letting Kong Xuan be a mount was just an attitude.
As for Chu Feng, it's even simpler. Chu Feng is a disciple of Saint Taiqing and a person with a profound background. The last time he tried to grab the broken Chaos Bell, he saw how I protect his shortcomings, so naturally he won't look for trouble.
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On the ancient star without any signs of life, yellow sand danced all over the sky, and the temperature was so low that it was scary.
A three-legged golden crow bathed in flames stared at the starry sky. Seeing the man and the peacock tearing apart the space and leaving, he sighed dejectedly.
"I haven't changed anything after all!"
"Hasn't the host already thought of a way to deal with Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jie Yin? Once the time is right, he can kill them in one fell swoop and save Kong Xuan." The system said.
"Not bad." The three-legged golden crow spoke human words and turned its gaze to the ancient continent: "Not good, things have changed."
Great changes have indeed taken place in the ancient continent, or Xiqi City.
With an army of 100,000, Shen Gongbao, who besieged Xiqi City, was besieged by three Da Luo Jinxian, and had to give up the bloodline of the great witch and cast the catastrophe technique.
But all things come to an end, and the catastrophe spell is not invincible.
Guangchengzi, the number one expert in teaching, was only slightly inferior to Kong Xuan.
Yun Zhongzi, the famous Golden Immortal of Good Fortune, is not only not inferior to Guangchengzi in cultivation, but also possesses the aura of good fortune and is the nemesis of the Great Disaster Technique.
In addition, the Lingbao Master, who was injured and escaped before, is holding many meritorious spiritual treasures.
Shen Gongbao's catastrophe technique was destroyed and he was captured alive.
The commander-in-chief was ruined, and the entire army of 100,000 people abandoned their armor and surrendered.
No one dares to fight against the gods. This is the sad thing about the intervention of gods in mortal wars - the power is completely unequal.
The army was gone, and the journey from Xiqi City to Chaoge was smooth. Hundreds of thousands of troops, led by Jiang Ziya and Ji Fa, recaptured Xiqi Mountain, crossed Yanshan, Taohualing, and Shouyang Mountains, and broke into the nearly undefended Sishui River. Passes, Jiepai Pass, Chuanyunguan, killed Yu Hualong who preferred death over surrender at Tongguan, and chopped off the head of guard Ouyang Chun at Lintong Pass, approaching the small town of Mianchi, less than 600 miles away from Chaoge.
Where has Chu Feng gone?
Outside Jin'ao Island, the blue sea, under the sunlight, sparkles with golden light and rippling blue waves, which is so spectacular.
Chu Feng, who had a sad look on his brows, said in a deep voice: "My disciple Chu Feng, please see me."
With a rumble, a portal appeared in the void, and a vast island thousands of miles away was revealed. The rich fairy energy has almost turned into water. It is certain that even a pig left in it for tens of thousands of years will become a great monster.
"Friend Chu"
A white shadow flashed in the ancient wood wolf forest, and the bright and bright blue sky flew up. The jade belt around his waist fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of aloof temperament.
"Fellow Taoist Bixiao, you are indeed here."
Chu Feng went to Sanxian Island before, but he didn't expect to find anything except some boys and little demons. He thought Sanxiao would return soon, so he waited for several days.
As a result, he waited foolishly. Seeing the Zhou army attack Mianchi, Chu Feng felt that he could no longer wait and asked all the way to Jin'ao Island.
"Fellow Daoist Chu came just in time to dampen that man's spirit."
Bi Xiao directly grabbed Chu Feng's hand and flew down.
Chu Feng, who still hadn't figured out what was going on, was pulled by Bi Xiao and came to a tall and ancient palace.
On the steps, a dozen Jie Jiao Golden Immortals were sitting on futons, looking at them with evil expressions. Below them stood a middle-aged monk standing with his hands behind his back.
"Guangchengzi, look who's coming!"
Bi Xiao, who pulled Chu Feng in, said coldly.
The middle-aged monk suddenly looked back and saw Chu Feng, his expression darkened and murderous intent filled his eyes.
"I should have killed you long ago, and Chanjiao would not have declined to this point."
Why is Guangchengzi here? Chu Feng was surprised. Ordinarily, given the conflict between the two religions during the Battle of the Gods, Guang Chengzi shouldn't have come here.
"What a shameless statement. If Taoist Zhunti hadn't intervened, do you think you could still be standing here? You might have been killed by fellow Taoist Chu and Kong Xuan."
Bixiao said disdainfully.
Guang Chengzi did not answer Bi Xiao's words and continued to stare at Chu Feng.
"Shen Gongbao has been captured alive. If I capture you again, Pindao will definitely cut you alive in front of the Gods List to pay homage to my junior brothers."
It was originally a matter of destiny, but Guangchengzi was so narrow-minded, and Chu Feng became angry.
"The Battle of the Conferred Gods is determined by the law of heaven. Several saints have personally arranged it. Life and death are determined by fate. What's wrong with Qianpindao? If you want to calculate, how did Jiang Ziya's wife die, how did the guards of the five passes die, and tens of thousands of soldiers. , and how thousands of innocent people died, you explain that Jinxian is a human being, and others are not human beings."
Guangchengzi sneered and said: "Junior brothers, who has not practiced for millions of years, is loved by God, and has profound merits, how can they be compared to those weeds and ants!"
Chu Feng was so angry that he laughed back, "You are noble if you live a long life and are loved by God, but those of you who live a short life and are of low origin are just despicable weeds and ants."
"Since the creation of Pangu, there have been constant catastrophes. Who among the people who can survive does not have great merits? Those ants who live and die, what have they done for the prehistoric times?"
Guangchengzi's way of speaking righteously and strictly.
"Yes, they have merit. They have done many things for the prehistoric times, but they also received enough benefits. They were able to survive the catastrophe and enjoy honor. Their disciples received the best cultivation resources. They lived in the most beautiful place in the world. It’s a wonderful paradise. The feedback from Heaven to them is not enough. What did those ants do for the ancient world? The ants worked hard and struggled for survival. Although their contribution is small, it is undeniable."
Chu Feng retorted.
