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Donghuang.

Tianyang Shenzong.

blessed land.

The celestial beings and yao flowers compete for beauty, and the divine flowers dance in the wind.

In such a vast and peaceful world, a supreme divine tree stands like a tree that opens up the world.

Fairy catkins are falling, and myths are intertwined.

The deep wild sacred tree lit up with a golden-red beast pupil.

The golden eyes are bathed in fire, just like the divine fruit blooming in the universe.

"Submit yourself." The golden-eyed phoenix's voice was timeless and timeless, as if it had traveled through time and space from the distant past.

At that time, there was no distinction between gods and immortals, and all kinds of frosts competed for freedom. In the myth, he fluttered his wings, stepped on the air barefoot, and walked slowly out among the golden feathers and flying stars.

under the tree.

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back.

Look up at the old trees.

a long time.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't understand."

The shadow of the avenue stood tall and straight, and said loudly: "I have stepped out of the Six Heavens Bodhi Realm, carried the Sutra eastward, held the Three Thousand Jambu Dharma in the abyss of heaven to ward off the Demon King, unified the three religions, turned back the time and had a glimpse of the Demon Buddha, otherwise How long will it take for 'he' to be resurrected, and I will continue to march eastward, conquer the Eastern Wasteland, and enter the Demonic Abyss, leveling the inside and outside."

"My plan is solid every step of the way."

"Even if it's the Ancient Emperor or the Infinite Lord, I don't care."

"Why did we lose because of this person?"

"It seems like this trip is doomed to disaster."

Yanfu Daoying asked: "I don't understand."

Taoist Feng looked at Yan Fu quietly with his hands behind his back, like a kind old man, and sighed: "You still have a choice."

"When people are in the arena, they can't help themselves."

"Is it because I can't help myself or because I don't want to choose?"

"I have no choice." Yanfu Daoying shook his head slightly.

Taoist Feng laughed: "They all say they have no choice, but in fact they have already made their choice."

“It’s not that I don’t have a choice, it’s that I don’t want to choose.”

“I don’t want to settle for ordinary, I don’t want to be a common person, I don’t want to just let go, so what do you mean by letting go, Buddha letting go or Tao letting go?”

"Senior, have you put it down?" Yanfu Daoying asked.

"I haven't given up."

"Because I didn't let go, I made a bet with Buddha."

Taoist Feng waved his hand, and Xiao Zhu appeared, making a gesture of invitation and said: "Please."

Yan Fu sat down safely and said calmly: "Senior has not given up yet, so why do you want to persuade me to give up?"

"Truth or lie?"

"The truth."

"If you let it go, I'll win the bet."

"Where are the lies?"

Taoist Feng did not tell lies.

He is an old monster who survived the Battle of Defeating Heaven. All his children died in the battle, and the remaining disciples and grandchildren gradually became insignificant.

If he really wanted to compete, Tianyang Shenzong would not only be able to tie with the Xuanmen sects, but also be on par with the top of the Eastern Wilderness. However, he chose to be 'cowardly' and live like this.

Yan Fu, who didn't get an answer, said firmly: "He may not win."

"Are you scared?"

"Not afraid."

"If you're not afraid, why bother looking for the old way?"

Taoist Feng smiled, picked up the tea bowl and said: "I have persuaded him. Actually, I don't want him to get involved in this matter. He is a good friend. No matter whether Dao Xu'er can win or not, I will involve him." Xu'er will definitely blame me. As a parent, I don't want this to happen. "

"I hope the old timer can abide by the agreement."

Yanfu Daoying stood up and held his hands, and after speaking, he walked towards the outside world.

Taoist Feng did not persuade him to stay.

It wasn't until Yan Fu completely disappeared that Yang Shengwu approached.

He bowed and said in salute: "I think he is at the end of his battle. As long as we inform Lord Tushan of the news, we will definitely be able to help Yueyan, allowing him to completely refine his Dao Fruit and return to his ancestral bloodline."

"From now on, Tianyang Shenzong should prosper in heaven and earth."

Taoist Feng did not express his position or stop him. Instead, he looked at Yang Shengwu very seriously and asked, "Is it important to dominate the world?"

"important!"

Yang Shengwu nodded and continued: "The unification of the world will have a larger dojo and countless resources. Ancestor, your cultivation will also be further improved as the territory expands."

"yes."

"There are so many benefits."

"No wonder even Buddha is tempted."

Taoist Feng laughed.

The sacred sycamore tree shone brightly, and Taoist Feng transformed into a golden feather that floated down and filled the sky with starlight.

Yang Shengwu cupped his hands and bowed: "Farewell to my ancestor."

Walk out of the blessed land and go to Shenyang Palace.

A few moments.

Two monks wearing ancient phoenix robes came one after another.

Leaning on crutches, the decrepit old woman sat down and asked, "Has the time come?"

Yang Shengwu nodded slightly and said solemnly: "He came to see the ancestor. I think he must have fear in his heart. As long as Shenzong and Hell join forces, they will definitely be able to help Yueyan swallow the bodhi seed and reversely refine the phoenix blood. Tracing the ancient lineage.”

"The bloodline of my clan's descendants is flourishing, and Shenyang is in high demand!"

The old woman said happily: "Without further delay, I will set off for Yintian Underworld immediately."

The old man with his sleeves in his robe muttered: "When you get to the underworld, first check his cultivation level. If he is high, you can tell him about it. If his cultivation level is unsatisfactory, don't tell him. We can wait."

"What do you mean, senior brother?" The old woman was a little surprised.

The old man said dullly: "As long as the bet still exists, you will never lose."

Yang Shengwu thought about it: "Is it possible that it was Yan Fu's plan?"

"He shouldn't be someone who can't hold back his anger. Even if he expected that he would lose, he wouldn't show his timidity in front of the ancestor."

The old woman thought seriously for a while and said, "I think he will do the opposite."

"Everyone thinks he can hold on. He will show off a flaw first and let us not act rashly to give him time."

"Without fighting, no one knows what his background is."

The old man in his sleeves said calmly: "That's why we need to let the underworld know."

"It would be better to be able to facilitate this matter. If not, encourage Yue Yan to make him understand."

"With Yueyan's talent and understanding, he only needs this last step. There is no step, so I will build one for him later."

"Go do it."

"good."

…

Luodu Mountain.

Underworld.

Danlu Hall.

Tushanjun sat on the steps.

His brows were furrowed.

The gourd in his hand smelled of alcohol, but he didn't drink a sip.

Whenever important events happen, he never drinks.

Footsteps sounded, and Wu Rong, who was wearing purple robe, approached. Tu Shanjun looked up and asked, "Has it been dealt with?"

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"He has been weighed in the scale of good and evil. I think he should stay for the time being without letting him reincarnate. Maybe he can find out something else." Wu Rong walked to Tu Shanjun and sat down, crossed his hands and continued: "I have sent Dunyi went to collect information about Jambu, and there should be traces in the Pure Land of the West."

"This matter... I don't believe in Buddhism and don't know anything about it." Wu Rong made arrangements.

Tu Shanjun opened the book of life and death, and a phoenix feather appeared.

"This is?!"

"That day I went to see the ancestor of the Tianyang Divine Sect, and he gave it to me, saying that I would know it if I had enough practice."

"Master, you..."

"I have refined the Phoenix Feather just now."

Tu Shanjun recalled the scene of refining the phoenix feather just now.

…

Recently.

I listened to Dunyi talk about Jambu, but he still scratched the surface.

Tu Shanjun thought of Phoenix Feather.

So he walked out of Senluo Hall and returned to the alchemy room.

The dossier of life and death unfolds slowly like a divine map of society.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Tushanjun's eyes burst out with yin and yang light.

Light up the feathers.

The phoenix feathers commanding the birds to fly out.

Tu Shanjun grabbed it and used the extreme yin and yang divine power to operate. The wheel and millstone behind it seemed to become the core thread of heaven's way.

A few moments.

Phoenix feather refining.

Different from White Tiger's Ultimate Yang, Phoenix Feather's is an ancient myth.

Even Tu Shanjun also spent a lot of effort to completely refine it. The phoenix feather that is now condensed is not the same as the original one, but has become a magical power that he has mastered.

Tushanjun knew the truth immediately.

This feeling was very strange. No one told him, there were no words or words, and there was no sound transmission or spiritual consciousness. He just knew it so naturally.

Let Tu Shanjun recall that time when he saw the Yuan Shengming Demon in the blood jade gourd.

No words or even reason needed.

He understood it perfectly just by putting it there.

"Great magical power!" Tu Shanjun finally determined the realm of Taoist Feng.

…

Wu Rong's eyes were stunned.

He had never seen such a solemn look on his master's face.

Even when facing Yuan Tong, the master looked calm.

Even if there are complete thoughts in my heart, I will never show them.

Tu Shanjun is indeed under tremendous pressure. He is not sure whether he can win this battle, what price he will pay if he wins, and what will happen if he loses.

Yuan Tong's battle was a revenge, a battle to establish a government in the underworld, and he was somewhat sure of it.

Must fight.

But what about this battle?

This battle is not necessarily necessary.

He could keep stalling.

"I'll mobilize the troops!"

Wu Rong stood up without saying anything else.

Tu Shanjun grabbed Wu Rong and said solemnly: "Buddha and Taoist Feng have a bet."

"What bet?"

"If the Buddha wins, Taoist Feng will leave the mountain and enter the Samana."

"What?!" Wu Rong was shocked. The steps he had just taken suddenly stopped. He really didn't expect Yan Fu to be involved in such a big matter.

Tu Shanjun was aware of it at first, but he finally understood it until he refined the Phoenix Feather.

To advance from the west to the east, we need the help of Taoist Feng.

This is the outline of Buddhism.

In other words, Yan Fu’s cause and effect are either big or small.

If Yan Fu is defeated, there will be problems with the plan to advance from the west to the east.

Wu Rong sat back on the steps. He really couldn't figure out how the Tianyang Shenzong could bet so big.

He has only heard of Senior Yueyan. Can this senior who came from the small wilderness really help Taoist Feng win the bet?

Wu Rong was very unsure, so he asked this question.

"Brother Yuyanyan is extremely talented. If he hadn't entered the game, he shouldn't have fallen into the small wilderness."

Tu Shanjun was not stingy in praising Yu Yan.

If Yue Yan hadn't been involved in the situation, he would have been the pride of Heaven in the Eastern Wilderness Realm, the leader of the younger generation, and a phoenix that could truly spread its wings and fly high.

"Then...what should we do?"

Wu Rong calmed down.

They finally get to the real big picture.

"Does Senior Feng intend to go to the West and become a Buddha?"

Wu Rong tilted his chin, his aquiline nose wrinkled into a sharp hook.

Tu Shanjun shook his head and said, "He doesn't want to."

"He wouldn't see me if he wanted to."

Tu Shanjun saw that the old Phoenix still retained the pride of the ancient gods and was unwilling to bow his head.

"I had expected it to be a big event for Buddhism, but I didn't want it to be this big."

Tu Shanjun rubbed the corners of his eyes.