Zhunti, one of the Six Saints, deputy leader of the Western Church.
The junior brother who took over the Taoist priest has profound magic power and is of the same generation as Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun. The Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal level also has a powerful Dharma Body, eighteen hands and twenty-four golden bodies, and the Immortal Family's magic weapons: the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree, the Blessed Divine Pestle, the Six Purifying Bamboo and other powerful artifacts.
No wonder he was able to hide this from Nuwa, one of the Six Saints, and put the blame on his son.
"I've seen the saint."
Cao Yi bowed his hand in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
Although the saint is powerful, if he desperately uses the small fate technique, it is not impossible to defeat him.
Zhunti was surprised by Cao Yi's reaction. In the past, when meeting casual cultivators below saint level, they would either be frightened or pretend to be indifferent. They were rarely so calm.
After all, a monk without the protection of a saint has no life safety in front of the saint.
Especially when facing a saint with a bad reputation like him.
He glanced at Cao Yi several times with a scrutinizing gaze, and a friendly smile appeared on his long, rosy and white face: "There are not many saints who can compare with you."
"The sage was so praised"
Cao Yi replied politely.
Secretly prepared for a decisive battle.
Zhunti's reputation is too bad.
Cao Yi suspected that in the next second, Zhunti would suddenly say, "You are destined to my Western religion" just like he did to Kong Xuan.
Then, he took action boldly.
"You are destined to be a Western sect, so why not join our Western sect?"
The instinct of being eager to ask for things is still revealed.
coming!
Cao Yi's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "The saint is showing off his love, but this junior is used to being alone."
"By joining my Western religion, firstly, you can get my guidance, and there is a chance of attaining the Daluo Hunyuan Daluo. Secondly, the coming catastrophe will be full of dangers, and you will not be safe even with your cultivation level."
Zhunti persuaded with a smile on his face.
Cao Yi almost didn't laugh.
Zhunti, a second-rate saint who relied on his great ambitions, merit, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi given by Hongjun to become Hunyuan Daluo, actually said that he would take him to fly with him.
Where is the face?
"This junior understands the saint's kindness, but I have no intention of harming Daluo."
Cao Yi refused seriously.
Zhunti's lips twitched, and his smile was a little stiff: "Fellow Taoist, please think about it again."
Cao Yi didn't want to argue with Zhunti on this issue, so he looked at the poem written by Zhunti on the wall to tease Nuwa.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in other people's business"
The smile on Zhunti's face completely disappeared.
Just because he is optimistic about Cao Yi does not mean that Cao Yi can interfere with his work.
Cao Yi had no intention of leaving.
The coldness on Zhunti's face grew stronger: "What, you want to stop me?"
As a saint who coexists with the way of heaven, Cao Yi did not take it seriously when he killed Kunpeng and showed great strength.
"The saint has such a scheme against Nuwa. Aren't you afraid that Nuwa will wake up and cause trouble for you?"
Cao Yi said calmly.
Zhunti's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Cao Yi felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow. He had not experienced this feeling for a long time.
One breath, two breaths...twenty breaths, Zhunti suddenly showed a smile as gentle as the spring breeze: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Young people are not talented, but you still have confidence after a few fights with the saint. However, if this happens, the saint's plot against Nuwa will be exposed."
Cao Yi said without flinching.
Zhunti frowned slightly.
Although he was not afraid of Nuwa, if Nuwa found out, the matter would come to nothing.
Thinking of this, his eyes looking at Cao Yi became colder and colder.
The previous solicitation ideas disappeared without a trace.
"You should know that you can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me for the rest of my life."
he said.
Cao Yi said nothing and looked at Zhunti quietly.
After a while, Zhunti snorted softly from his nostrils, turned around and left.
Cao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn't want to fight Zhunti unless he had to.
The Little Fate Technique is true, but it requires burning one's lifespan. To deal with a being at the level of a saint, one may burn all one's lifespan.
Turning his eyes to the poems on the wall, Cao Yi waved his hand and it looked like new.
After waiting for a while and confirming that there was no recurrence, Cao Yi left Nuwa Palace.
Thirty-three days away, Wa Palace.
Nuwa, who had just returned from Huoyun Palace after congratulating Fuxi Yan Emperor and the three saints of Xuanyuan Human Race, glanced at the human world casually. There was nothing unusual about Nuwa Palace, except that there were some extra sacrifices.
Only then did Nuwa remember that it was her birthday again.
Turning her gaze to Chaoge, whose luck was declining not far away, Nuwa sighed.
The Shang Dynasty, which regarded her as the righteous god, was about to fall, but she could not do anything.
"its not right"
Nuwa suddenly felt that something was wrong. It seemed that what she saw was not what she should be seeing.
She closed her eyes and speculated on the past and future with the most wonderful method.
I saw blurry fragments of the past and the future appearing constantly. As time went by, I could not see clearly more and more, and suddenly everything became white.
Nuwa's pink face was slightly angry, but she was helpless. During the catastrophe, it was impossible to clearly predict the past and the future.
Suddenly, she caught a familiar energy.
She was stunned for a moment and said: "It was the monk named Cao who killed Kunpeng. Why did he come to my Nuwa Palace?"
The past incident was over, and he came to her door again. She could no longer bear it, left the Wa Palace, and headed towards the human world.
At the same time, Cao Yi came to the not-so-splendid Chaoge Palace.
Received unprecedented courtesy from Zi Shou.
As the leader of the Great Shang with an unknown number of monks under his command, Zishou had learned from various channels about Cao Yi's feat of killing Kunpeng in the boundary sea.
"National Preceptor, please"
Zi Shou raised the wine bottle.
Cao Yi smiled slightly and picked up the wine bottle.
The two of them took a sip almost at the same time.
"There is the Great Immortal Kong Xuan at Sanshan Pass, and there is a national master in the capital, so I have nothing to worry about."
Zishou put down the wine bottle and said with a smile.
Cao Yixin said you were happy too early.
During this catastrophe, many saints served as both players and referees. Not surprisingly, there was no possibility of a comeback in the Shang Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, Xibohou has rebelled."
A man walked in hurriedly and presented a volume of documents.
Zi Shou spread out the document and laughed in anger: "Hsibohou's statement is really ridiculous."
Cao Yi cast his eyes on the document and almost lost his joy.
The first article of the proclamation says that the son is fond of wine and lust.
The women in Xibohou are dozens of times more expensive than Zi Shou, so it’s embarrassing to talk about Zi Shou.
The second article of the proclamation states that the son is favored by slaves and excludes nobles and princes.
Is it also a crime to reuse slaves and strengthen centralization of power?
The third article of the proclamation states that the son was sacrificed in vain.
The sacrifices of this era were not the sacrifices of later generations. Human sacrifices were used. It would be a sin for Zi Shou not to use human sacrifices.
Articles 4 and 5 of the proclamation...are all sins that can be applied to anyone.
Using this kind of statement to denounce King Zhou, Xibohou is really a talent.
Very much like the understanding kings of later generations.
Zishou put down the document, frowned and said, "Ji Chang mentioned many names of monks who were cultivators of Chanjiao in his letter. I wonder if it was the instruction of the saint who taught Chanjiao."
