From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

"Measure the calamity!"

When they heard about the calamity, all the disciples were shocked. The lich calamity was still in front of them. They had all seen the scene of destroying the world and no one could forget it, especially during the decisive battle between the lich and the lich. Buzhou Mountain was destroyed, the sky fell and the earth fell. If there were no saints to take action, most of the entire prehistoric era would be destroyed!

Taoist Duobao said: "Master, the Lich Tribulation has just passed not long ago, why is there a new Tribulation so soon?"

The leader of Tongtian Cult said: "This calamity was caused by the Heavenly Court, which was ordered to manage the prehistoric world. However, the saint's disciples refused to obey the discipline, so Haotian complained to the Taoist ancestors. This calamity is aimed at the three Taoism religions."

Everyone was shocked again. Didn't Tongtian Cult Leader mean that they were all in disaster?

"Haotian boy, you deserve to die!" A Jiejiao disciple cursed Haotian. Lei Ming looked at the disciples who were yelling at him. These disciples were full of calamity, and most likely they were the ones who deserved the calamity.

The leader of the Tongtian Cult sighed softly when he saw it. The saint's thoughts illuminated thousands of miles. Although he couldn't see clearly what happened during the Conferring God Tribulation, he also saw the end of the Jie Cult. No matter how the Battle of the Conferred Gods goes, after the Conferred Gods, the decline of Jiejiao has become a foregone conclusion.

Lei Ming also knew the result of becoming a god. Thinking that many brothers in the palace lost their freedom in the battle of becoming a god, Lei Ming was very unwilling.

"If you don't want to be contaminated with calamity, then close the cave tightly and recite Huang Ting silently to avoid calamity." Tongtian Cult Master said.

The Jie Cult disciples felt a lot more relieved after hearing this, but some of them did not take the words of Master Tongtian seriously. In their opinion, if the three religions were to compete in terms of strength, Jie Jiao would definitely be number one if they were not counting saints! Not only are there quasi-sages like Lei Ming in the teachings, but there are also Daluo Golden Immortals like Taoist Duobao who are just one step away from quasi-sages. Just talking about the many disciples of Jiejiao, there are more than ten Daluo Jinxians, dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals, and Jiejiao. He is also proficient in formations, Renjiao and Chanjiao are no match at all!

Leader Tongtian spoke for a while and then asked the other disciples to disperse, leaving only the core disciples behind. Leader Tongtian looked at these disciples, feeling pleased and a little worried at the same time. Jiejiao's luck is unstable and cannot protect so many disciples. I am afraid that some of these disciples will be on the list of gods.

"Master, in this time of conferring gods and calamities, can the Western religion be among them?" Lei Ming asked.

Leader Tongtian shook his head: "The Western Sect is divided into side sects and cannot be considered as a god."

Lei Ming understood that becoming a god was not necessarily a bad thing for Taoist disciples with weak roots. After all, Heaven was also the prehistoric orthodoxy and was crucial to Taoist destiny. If Western religions were able to confer gods, they would probably send a large number of disciples to the heavens to welcome saints and Zhunti Taoists.

"Master, since the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, the time between calamities has become shorter and shorter. Is this a problem with the evolution of heaven?" Lei Ming asked again.

Leader Tongtian was stunned for a moment, and it was obvious that he had not thought about this problem before. Faced with Lei Ming's question, Tongtian Cult Master couldn't answer it, and the attentive Lei Ming discovered that Tongtian Cult Master's eyes were wrong, empty and cold, and that was just for a moment.

"It was Tiandao who took action!" Lei Ming broke into cold sweat. He did not expect that one of his questions would force Tiandao to show up. And the fact that the law of heaven can come to the leader of Tongtian Cult shows that the law of heaven does have a way to control the saints. This is terrible!

"It must be because of Hongmeng's purple energy!" Lei Ming thought in his heart.

Leader Tongtian seemed to have forgotten Lei Ming's problem, and Lei Ming did not dare to mention it again. After everyone talked for a while, Leader Tongtian asked Lei Ming and the others to go back. When leaving Biyou Palace, Lei Ming looked back and suddenly found that the shadow of the Tongtian leader was a little lonely and lonely.

"Junior Brother Lei, I haven't seen you for many years. I miss your white frost tea." Zhao Gongming patted Lei Ming's shoulder and said with a smile, "You three sisters, why don't you go to Junior Brother Lei's Liyuan Island?"

"Okay, before Junior Brother Lei always retreated, it was not easy to see him!" Bixiao said.

Lei Ming put down what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Welcome, it just so happens that I also want to discuss with senior brother and senior sister about conferring gods and measuring tribulations."

In Mount Xumi, after leaving the Zixiao Palace, Taoist Jingyin and Taoist Zhunti kept smiling on their faces. They had been planning for so many years and finally waited for the opportunity for the great prosperity of the West!

The sage is neither happy nor sad, and takes the heart of heaven as his own heart. However, the sage also has sorrow and suffering. The greatest sorrow of Taoist Jie Yin and Taoist Zhunti is the vow they made when they attained enlightenment. If they fail to fulfill their vows, not only will they fall from the holy throne, but they will also face the backlash from the power of heaven. Now that the East has become a god, the West has the opportunity to pull chestnuts out of the fire and achieve great prosperity. How could the two saints not be happy?

The two of them started planning even before the conferring of gods began.

"Senior brother, this time we are measuring the calamity, our main opponent is Jiejiao." Taoist Master Zhunti said, "Master Tongtian has the Immortal-killing Sword Formation that is indestructible by the Four Saints. I believe I and Yuanshi Tianzun are also wary of it. This time we will separate. The Zhuxian Sword Formation completely defeated Jie Jiao!"

The saint who led the way twirled the rosary and nodded slightly: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation cannot exist in the world. The battle between Chanjiao and Jiejiao is the most intense in the human world, so we will start the layout from the human world."

"The underworld cannot give up!" Taoist Zhunti said, "Taiyi and the Five Ghost Emperors have joined forces to suppress Ksitigarbha. The power we control in the underworld continues to decline. This time we will take the opportunity to take it back in one fell swoop."

"Chanjiao is our helper in this calamity. Don't offend us yet, but Jiejiao's Five Ghost Emperors can take action. It's just that the Conferred Gods have not yet been launched. In order to avoid attracting Jiejiao's attention, we should wait a little longer." The guide said.

Taoist Zhunti smiled and said: "Senior brother is right, but to deal with the Five Ghost Emperors, we may not need to take action..."

The Bodhisattva Bodhi, the good corpse of the Taoist Zhunti, left Mount Xumi and went to the North Sea. Not long after, he went to the Blood Sea. The whereabouts of the Bodhisattva Bodhi were covered up by the Taoist Jieyin and the Taoist Zhunti. In addition, the Conferred God Tribulation was approaching at this time, so other saints did not know.

After hundreds of years of experience, Yang Jiao has become the general of the Shang Dynasty. Unintentionally, he met Kong Xuan. Although there was no trace of breath leaking from Kong Xuan, Yang Jiao still felt his fear. In Kong Xuan, Yang Jiao felt a breath similar to that of his master.

When he was in the human world, Yang Jiao did not use magic power, and countless wars honed his martial arts to become more and more exquisite. Now Yang Jiao's swordsmanship has surpassed the art and is slowly approaching the Tao.

Guangchengzi practiced to become a sword fairy and traveled around the human world. He accidentally saw Yang Jiao practicing sword. In Yang Jiao, Guangchengzi saw the purest sword intent.

Guangchengzi's heart moved, Yang Jiao had the qualifications to inherit his sword fairy.

On this day, Yang Jiao was in the military camp, and his men reported to him that the logistics supplies were robbed by a group of bandits. Yang Jiao didn't care, and immediately sent troops to encircle and suppress the bandits. Unexpectedly, the elite soldiers he trained were vulnerable to the bandits.

Yang Jiao immediately called up the soldiers and went out in person. When he saw the bandits, he understood the reason. It turned out that the bandits were Taoist soldiers of masters, and their strength was comparable to that of immortals.

"I wonder who is here?" Yang Jiao shouted loudly.

A rough man came down from the mountain, holding a wrought iron rod in his hand. The man slammed the wrought iron rod to the ground, and the mountain shook.

"What do you want me for?" The man asked in a rough voice.

Yang Jiao was happy when he saw it. This man was really a natural god of war. He wanted to subdue him, and his tone became polite.

"My fellow Taoist, Chilong Mountain is under my jurisdiction. I heard that you robbed our army's supplies. I wonder why?" Yang Jiao said.

The big man grinned: "If you want to rob, rob. If you want to get the supplies back, just defeat my iron stick."

"Then I'm sorry!"

Yang Jiao drew out the Zhushen Sword from his waist. At this time, the Zhushen Sword was sealed in power. Except for its hardness, it was no different from other mortal swords. However, the big man knew the magic of the Zhushen Sword with a glance.

The sword light was shining, bringing a burst of chills. The iron stick in the big man's hand finally moved. He saw him gently poke forward and broke Yang Jiao's sword.

Yang Jiao was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses immediately. The sword technique in his hand changed, and this time the sword intent became hot. However, the big man was still calm and easily broke Yang Jiao's sword intent again.

Yang Jiao immediately understood that the other party was definitely a master.

Yang Jiao was not afraid. He calmed down and saw four sword lights flying towards the big man. There was a special connection between the sword lights, and the big man was very surprised.

Bang!

The iron rod in the big man's hand swept across and broke the four sword lights with one blow.

Yang Jiao was really surprised this time. He had been in the power of Yin Shang for hundreds of years and had achieved the Golden Immortal. His understanding of the sword intent of killing gods reached a very high level. Even Taiyi Jinxian could not be so light-hearted when facing his move. The only explanation was that this big man was a Daluo Jinxian.

Yang Jiao was still on guard, and the big man had already flown away. Before leaving, a sword energy fell from the sky and landed on the mountain next to him. The ten-thousand-foot-high mountain was split in half by the sword energy, and there were sword patterns on the stone wall. Yang Jiao looked at those sword patterns and found that there was actually a set of mysterious sword techniques hidden in them.

"This..." Yang Jiao was confused.

After the big man flew away, his body changed and it turned out to be Guangchengzi. At this time, Guangchengzi was quite regretful. He had originally taken a fancy to Yang Jiao's talent in swordsmanship and wanted to accept him. But after Yang Jiao used the Zhushen Sword, Guangchengzi knew his inheritance. Zhushen Sword was born from Zhuxian Sword. Ordinary people can't see it, but Guangchengzi, who is well versed in swordsmanship, can't hide it at all.

"The only people in Jiejiao who are good at Zhuxian Sword are Duobao Taoist and Lei Ming. I wonder who this boy is a disciple of?" Guangchengzi thought to himself.

Yang Jiao spent several years comprehending the swordsmanship left by Guangchengzi. This swordsmanship is not profound, but very basic, but this basic swordsmanship is more important to Yang Jiao.

"So that's it." Yang Jiao finally understood it. He combined Guangchengzi's swordsmanship and completely walked out of the influence of the ruthless emperor. Yang Jiao's cultivation also broke through and reached the perfection of the Golden Immortal.