Due to Wu Tian's intervention, the Liangjie battlefield came to a temporary stagnation.
But the general trend is always hard to change.
After a brief recovery, the army of hundreds of tribes in the east continued westward and entered the first kingdom of the ten directions. All living beings wailed, praying to the sky, praying to Vishnu, and praying to Brahma.
But at this time, their supreme god seemed to be deaf and blind.
They can't hear or see.
All living beings wailed and died, many of whom died on their knees.
On their deathbed, I wonder if their beliefs have changed?
Killing, devouring, burning, and trampling. In order to kill happily, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, scaly birds and beasts all showed their true forms, and the other hundreds of tribes were no less generous. In the sky, a hundred-foot-long dragon opened its mouth to devour thousands of creatures, and its wings spread out a hundred feet. The phoenix is a ferocious bird. It spits out terrifying flames from its mouth, scorching all living beings and scorching the earth. Beasts a hundred feet tall and giants a thousand feet tall trample them wantonly and devour them with large mouths. Wherever they go, there is a bloody storm... The end is coming.
For the creatures in this country, this is the end of the world, even more terrifying than the end of the world.
Mount Sumeru, the leader of the Western Cult, and the four major gods all looked at it without any fluctuation.
The past leader Vishnu was indifferent, the current leader Brahma is silently chanting sutras, the future leader Shiva is indifferent, and the earth goddess Shakti is calm. They are aloof, like watching the life and death of ants.
They didn't even respond to their son's request, let alone to these ants.
The gods, immortals, and ascetics under them were either arrogant, arrogant, or greedy...but at this time, their expressions were all unnatural.
And as time goes by, it becomes increasingly difficult.
Maybe it's because their cultivation is not high enough, their character is not firm enough, and their divinity is not enough.
But this also shows from another aspect that they still have humanity.
After the first kingdom was destroyed, the gods, immortals, and monks finally looked at Emperor Shitian, who was the first under the leader.
During the 40,000 years when the three sect leaders retreated behind the scenes, he was the one presiding over the affairs of the sect.
Emperor Shitian, his eyes observe his nose, his nose observes his heart, and he remains unmoved.
Mount Sumeru fell into an eerie silence.
Until Vishnu spoke, he looked at Shakti with a smile and said, "Sir, what do you have in mind?"
Brahma, Shiva and Shakti also looked over.
Emperor Shakten stood up, saluted, and then said: "This is a calamity, and there is nothing we can do."
Vishnu smiled and nodded, "Indeed."
The other two cult leaders and the Earth Goddess also nodded in agreement.
This is their conclusion.
Emperor Sakyamuni retreated, and the other gods, immortals, and monks bowed their heads, and Mount Sumeru became pure again.
"Maybe..." A voice broke the silence, it was the goddess Shakti, the great landowner. All the gods raised their heads, and the three leaders and Emperor Shitian, the head of the Western religion, also looked at her.
"Maybe we can discuss it with him."
Everyone here was silent.
In the end, Vishnu was the first to express his opinion: "That's fine."
Brahma immediately agreed, and Shiva also nodded.
As for who to send?
The three sect leaders plus Shakti all looked at Shakti.
Emperor Shaktian stood up helplessly and saluted, "Disciple receives the decree."
The three leaders and Shakti all nodded with satisfaction.
Emperor Sakyamuni descended from Mount Sumeru and went straight to the blessed land of Mara.
The mountains of Moluo Blessed Land are not closed, but Moluo Blessed Land is a pure land with a radius of millions of miles. Hundreds of people from the East not only do nothing wrong, but also take detours.
This demonic land has become the Western Pure Land, and it is more likely to become the only Western Pure Land in the future.
Emperor Shitian settled outside the blessed land of Mara, tidied his clothes, and walked forward solemnly.
The tall man in white robes and bare feet, with eyebrows like daggers, looked like a pilgrim at this moment.
"Emperor Shitian, please see Tao Lord."
"Come up."
The voice was as friendly as I remembered.
From the first meeting until now, this voice has always been friendly to him.
There was a smile in Emperor Shitian's eyebrows as sharp as a blade.
"I'm very optimistic about you!"
These words were vaguely in my ears, yesterday.
Emperor Shitian walked into Moluo Blessed Land and came to the foot of Xiaotian Peak.
That figure was just like it was standing on the edge of the cliff waiting for him 40,000 years ago, like the wind and the moon, and like this mountain, mysterious and lofty.
Emperor Shitian bowed and stepped up the mountain.
Wu Tian smiled and said nothing. From the moment he first rushed to Dongfang to save him, they were friends.
Emperor Shitian went up the mountain to see Wu Tian and bowed again. Wu Tian waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be like this."
Wu Tian turned around and walked in front, and Di Shitian followed. Everything happened naturally.
No one of them spoke, and they walked quietly to the house.
Wu Tian pointed to the futon opposite and said, "Sit."
Emperor Shitian waited for Wu Tian to sit down, bowed slightly and sat down.
Wu Tian smiled slightly and said, "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Emperor Shitian smiled awkwardly. Under Wu Tian's gaze, he felt like scratching his head.
"Um..." Emperor Shitian moved his buttocks and said with difficulty, "The leader asked me to come and discuss something with you."
"Discussing something?" Wu Tian raised his left eyebrow and asked with a half-smile, "What are you discussing?"
Emperor Shaktian swallowed his saliva and said, "The current situation is very unfavorable to us."
Wu Tian nodded, "I know, I think, you should also know. Not only do you know, your leader should have known about it many years ago."
This was so true that Emperor Shitian didn't know how to proceed.
That feeling came again, the powerlessness of talking to Wu Tian.
Emperor Shitian still had to bite the bullet and said, "The leader still wants to discuss this with you."
"What are we discussing?" Wu Tian sneered, "The kingdoms of the ten directions are not my kingdom of the ten directions. It is not Wu Tian who is believed by hundreds of millions of sentient beings. The main god they believe in does not care whether they live or die, so why should I bother a dog with a mouse? have a finger in the pie."
After saying this, Emperor Shitian was speechless again.
"This is the truth, but in the West..."
Wu Tian raised his hand, "Stop it, the West is the West, and the Western religion is the Western religion." At this time, Wu Tian made a cut.
Emperor Shitian understood that Wu Tian wanted to draw a clear line with Western religion at this most critical time.
Emperor Shitian couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
But Wu Tian closed his sleeves, smiled faintly, and said: "You must always remember clearly who is responsible for this calamity. In the east, it is the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn. In the west, it is Vishnu, Brahma, and Shi." Po, Shakti, don’t get confused, count yourself among them.”
Emperor Shitian broke into a cold sweat again.
"It's been seventy thousand years. This calamity is finally coming to an end. Someone has to answer the calamity. The three tribes in the East have dominated the East for seventy thousand years. The Western religion has been the most dominant one and has enjoyed luck for seventy thousand years. After harvesting 70,000 years of faith, they have all reached their peak."
Wu Tian smiled and said, "Even you have reached the late stage."
The more Emperor Shitian listened, the more solemn his expression became. Finally he stood up and bowed.
Wu Tian smiled and stood up.
