The golden light suddenly disappeared and turned into a gentle breeze all over the sky. In the wind, an old man with gray hair appeared.
"Xiao Yi?"
The other three saints were also stunned when they heard this name.
The person who came had gray hair and a pair of bright eyes, and his appearance was very different from the original one. Only that voice remained unchanged.
Xiao Yi. A great genius of Ziyun Sect. Belongs to late bloomers who have accumulated little experience. Every time you advance, your life span is about to expire. He is also the person who has been on the imperial path for the longest time among the sages of the Ziyun Sect.
"Xiao Yi became a saint?"
The old man on crutches nodded and said: "Xiao Yi met several ancestors. More than a hundred years ago, at the critical moment of life and death, he finally understood the holy way."
In the Ziyun Sect, he was the same generation as him in his time. Only Venerable Xiao Yi has mastered the holy way.
Ouyang Zi nodded and said: "It is a blessing for Ziyun Sect to have another saint. No matter in the past or now. It is still the same. He has added a powerful fighting force to the world. But what you said before is What do you mean? Not only do we retain the Taoist lineage, but we also retain those people in the mortal world. Is it for the sake of choosing the right one, so that the disciples and the mortals are divided in half?"
Xiao Yi shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he said: "Below the saint, all are ants. This shows how powerful the saint is. But what about in front of the Supreme Dao?"
Ouyang Zi thought for a while and said: "The peak of the saints, those who are extremely powerful, may be able to fight against the powerful ones. But in the end, I am afraid that they will still die. In front of the Supreme, even I can't survive for ten years." trick."
Xiao Yi nodded, looked directly at the other old man, and asked: "Is there any formation that can allow the strong men of Xiantai to exert the power of the Great Dao?"
The Fu Emperor from the Fu Zhen lineage shook his head. Said: "Combining the twelve holy masters, we can set up a formation. Together we can exert the power of the saint. But the power of the great road cannot. This involves the mystery of heaven and earth and the rules of the great road. This can no longer be achieved by just relying on the formation. ”
Xiao Yi walked slowly to the four old saints on crutches and asked again: "Since there is no formation that combines the saints to exert the power of the great road. How can the saints alone, in the hands of the immortals of the ancient court, how?"
Ouyang Zi thought of yesterday's scene. It took all the efforts of all living beings in the Western Land to kill the three immortals.
There are hundreds of millions of monks in the Western Land, including many holy monks. There are at least a hundred saints in a Western land.
A battle yesterday. Although a great victory was achieved. When the price is too great. Seventeen Taoist monks and one nine-level living Buddha. Victory can only be achieved by gathering the great aspirations of all sentient beings. But there is no one left in the Western Land.
What about them? Apart from Western Buddhism, there is no such pure power of ambition.
Such a powerful force could only barely return with the three immortals.
Saints like them may only be able to hurt the skin of those immortals.
"Monks in the Western Land. At least a hundred holy monks and a thousand powerful saints. In addition, seventeen great monks and a nine-level supreme. This is enough to eradicate three ancient court immortals. It would be us saints. Even if there are thousands, ten thousand... I'm afraid they won't be able to kill a single immortal. This catastrophe will ultimately depend on those powerful men. What do you think? What's the use of me waiting for these human saints?"
The four peak saints of Ziyun Sect were silent.
What's the use? It's really useless.
He was once the most powerful saint in the world. Now it has reached such an embarrassing point. They saints are nothing more than meat full of energy and blood in front of the immortals of Guting.
"I think it's of great use." Xiao Yi laughed. Said: "We saints are the most critical step now."
When the words fell, the four old saints were stunned. Puzzled: "What do you mean by this?"
Venerable Xiao Yi bent down and picked up a piece of wood, just enough to hold it in the palm of his hand. He added: "Today, we are not those towering mountains that can block the floods. We are just the trees. In the fierce storm, only the waist is broken."
"It's just that mountains can block floods, but trees may not be able to block floods. A well-carved tree becomes a boat. A boat can carry people in the world."
When the four saints heard this, their eyes and pupils suddenly shrank. Surprised: "You mean?"
They are human saints. This statement has no explicit meaning. But they all understood.
These are words that only saints can understand.
Xiao Yi nodded and laughed. He said: "I can't think of any other way to make a great contribution to the world."
This laughter is a little sad and a little regretful. But the most important thing is that I feel lucky.
It is precisely because he became a saint that he was qualified to contribute to all sentient beings in the world.
Venerable Xiao Yi floated up, and golden light appeared on his body. Use all your strength, look up to the sky and roar. It alarmed all the powerful people in Daluo Domain, even other domains!
"The Immortal Realm, the Immortal Realm. After all, it comes from the Immortal Platform of the Saint. Xiao Yi is not talented and only has two Immortal Platforms. Today, we will feed back this world!"
At this moment, the Purple Luck Immortal Platform opened wide. Xiao Yicheng attracted everyone's attention.
The old man leaned on a cane and walked silently high in the sky. His posture seemed a little reserved and nervous, but his steps were steady and his sleeves were swaying lightly in the wind.
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At this moment, countless eyes have been staring at Ziyun Sect.
All the saints in the world have been watching him.
The powerful men of the world are also looking at him.
The sky is silent, the earth is silent, there is no joy or sorrow, no gain or loss, and no movement.
Everyone was silent. To show respect. This is indeed the best approach for a saint in this world.
It’s just that the Sendai world is extremely difficult to build. If not, how could there be so few sects in the world with Xiantai Realm?
"Today, Xiao Yi begs all the Dao seniors to help me! Let Xiao Yi be able to unite the Immortal World!"
The words fall. Xiao Yi closed his eyes and his whole body began to ripple. The vitality began to disappear rapidly.
He allowed himself to perish during the military dissolution, allowing the two immortal platforms to be presented to the world intact.
"Can......."
Someone sighed softly, and then among the sea of clouds. One powerful person after another appeared.
"Thank you!"
These are the last words Xiao Yi left in the world. Then the body dissipated like sand in the wind.
After today, he will remain in this world with another appearance. Use the immortal platform to carry all living beings.
"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Xiao, this is a great kindness!"
A saint cried loudly at this moment. Some laughed. Different expressions.
All the powerful people in the world, unite their strength. Condensing two immortal platforms, entering the mortal world.
Another golden light shines in the distance. A figure floats in the sky. Some saints began to fight.
One after another. Like fireworks blooming brilliantly, blooming the last grace of this life.
Ouyang Zi laughed loudly, looked up to the sky and said: "Master! I am unfilial! I can no longer serve you.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Zi rose into the sky, and another figure came up one after another. Bloom the most dazzling light in this life.
One by one, the saints are like fireworks, which are brilliant for a short time and then disappear for a short time.
Immortal realms one after another enter the mortal world and carry all living beings. Entering the galaxy.
After today. There are no more saints in this world.
There is only the immortal platform that carries all living beings.
