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However, Tongtian Patriarch did not give him any chance. He kept swinging the Qingping Sword and launched a fierce attack on Yuanshi Tianzun. The golden sword rays intertwined and shuttled in the air, as if forming a huge sword net, trapping Yuanshi Tianzun in it.

Yuanshi Tianzun gradually fell into a disadvantage under the fierce attack of Tongtian Patriarch. His body was constantly hit by the golden sword rays. Although he did not suffer fatal injuries due to the defense of Yuxu Xinghuang Flag, he was already in a mess.

The three sisters Yunxiao, Qiongxiao and Bixiao saw that although Tongtian Patriarch had the upper hand on the surface, he could not attack for a long time and failed to cause fatal injuries, and they were secretly anxious in their hearts.

They knew that although their own Patriarch was powerful, Yuanshi Tianzun was by no means an ordinary person. If this continued, I am afraid that Tongtian Patriarch would also be in crisis.

So, the three of them waved their magic weapons at the same time, and saw three bright lights cutting through the sky and attacking Yuanshi Tianzun.

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The three rays of light contained a powerful attack force, but they disappeared before they reached the ten thousand feet around Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the three sisters coldly and said in a cold tone: "You dare to disrespect the saint, today, I will destroy you!"

As he said, Yuanshi Tianzun waved the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi again, turning into a fairy light to attack the three sisters Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao. The fairy light contained a powerful purifying force, as if to purify the bodies and souls of the three people into nothingness.

The three sisters were shocked when they saw this. They knew that Yuanshi Tianzun's strength was unfathomable. If they were hit by the fairy light, they would probably be in danger.

So, the three of them hurriedly waved their magic weapons for defense, and at the same time tried to find an opportunity to counterattack.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun did not give them any chance.

He kept waving the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi and launched a fierce attack on the three sisters. The fairy light intertwined and shuttled in the air, completely ignoring their defense, forming a huge light net that enveloped the three sisters.

At this moment, Tongtian Jiaozhu suddenly shouted, swung the Qingping Sword, and launched a final fierce attack on Yuanshi Tianzun.

I saw a golden sword light cut through the sky and instantly hit Yuanshi Tianzun's body. The sword light contained a powerful destructive force, which made Yuanshi Tianzun's body tremble and almost fall to the ground.

Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked when he saw this.

He knew that Tongtian Jiaozhu's attack had shaken his foundation. If he was hit again, he would probably be seriously injured. So he hurriedly took back the three treasures of Yu Ruyi for defense.

The three sisters of Yunxiao also escaped.

Next, Tongtian Jiaozhu took advantage of the moment when Yuanshi Tianzun was defending and swung the Qingping Sword again, launching a fatal attack on Yuanshi Tianzun. The golden sword light drew a beautiful arc in the air and instantly hit Yuanshi Tianzun's chest. With a loud bang, Yuanshi Tianzun's body was blown away like a kite with a broken string.

Yuanshi Tianzun felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if countless sharp blades were cutting his body. He looked down and saw a huge wound on his chest, with blood pouring out.

Tongtian Jiaozhu sneered and said, "Yuanshi, it seems that you are just like this. Let's see who is better here today!"

Tongtian Jiaozhu waved the Qingping Sword again and attacked Yuanshi Tianzun.

Under the gaze of Zhao Gongming, Nanji Xianweng and others, a shocking battle between saints officially kicked off, interweaving the collision of the concepts of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, two supreme supremes, like the sun and the moon competing for glory, and the stars losing their color.

Yuanshi Tianzun is the ancestor of Taoism. He claims to uphold the order of heaven and build a palace of wisdom and enlightenment with the talents of all things as the steps. He is like the first rays of morning light, warm and bright, but also with unquestionable majesty, dividing all things in the world into different levels, hoping that each will follow its position and go to the Great Dao together.

Tongtian Sect Master is the master of the Great Dao, believing in the Great Dao of fifty and the Heavenly Deviation of forty-nine, and finding a ray of hope in the desperate situation of all things. His teachings are like spring rain, nourishing every inch of dry heart. Regardless of their noble or humble origins, anyone who has the ambition to pursue the Dao can be blessed by him, intercept the ray of hope in the dimness, and achieve extraordinary success.

The two great sects, one smooth and one rough, are like water and fire that cannot coexist, and eventually break up.

The Three Pure Ones have the same origin, but because of the difference in ideas, they gradually drifted away and finally fell apart.

Tongtian Sect Master waved his sword in the East China Sea, Yuanshi Tianzun sat in Kunlun, and although the Saint Taiqing tried his best to mediate, he could not turn the tide.

So, Tongtian Sect Master used the Qingping Sword as a guide, cut through the sky, and pointed directly at Yuanshi. At this moment, the brotherhood was like a mirage, shattered to the ground.

The scene of the Three Pure Ones being of the same blood and branches has become a thing of the past.

And within the Three Realms, undercurrents are surging, and there are many people waiting for an opportunity to act.

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun saw the light of the Qingping Sword, his pupils shrank slightly, and anger was looming. He snorted lightly, holding the jade ruyi in his hand, wanting to punish in the name of education.

However, before he could make any move, the Qingping Sword had already disappeared into the void.

Immediately afterwards, above the thirty-three heavens, in Yu Yutian, the Shangqing divine thunder surged like a tide, transformed into a thunder giant, standing in the sky, and its voice was like thunder, shaking the nine heavens: "Yuanshi, come and fight me!"

After speaking, the lotus leaves behind the thunder giant's head fluttered, and the divine thunder was surging, as if to devour everything.

At the same time, the Qingping Sword reappeared, and the formation diagrams circulated around. In the Xuanhuang fog, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian appeared out of nowhere. The murderous aura made all the creatures in the prehistoric world feel a chill in their backs and fear in their hearts.

Yuanshi Tianzun, facing this scene, was not afraid, but smiled calmly. He sat upright, stroking the three treasures of Yuruyi, and said concisely: "You are asking for trouble."

Then, his figure disappeared, and in the Qingwei Heaven of Yuqing Realm, the golden wheel of merit was dazzling, and the white lotus root penetrated the heaven and earth, pure and flawless, reflecting a peaceful scene.

"Fighting!"

"The saints are fighting!"

"The two sects of Chan and Jie have started!"

In all parts of the prehistoric world, immortals and gods were shocked, looking up at the sky, and were both awed and excited about this battle between saints. Many quasi-saints and Daluo Jinxians who had been in seclusion for thousands of years all came out of seclusion to witness this historic moment.

Haotian God was in Lingxiao Palace, his eyes were fiery.

The two saints of Jieyin and Zhunti in the Western Paradise were also secretly happy at this moment.

The complete rebellion of the Three Pure Ones was undoubtedly a godsend for their Western Sect.

In this regard, the Taiqing Saint who was sitting cross-legged in the Bajing Palace could only shake his head helplessly, the situation was no longer under his control.

At this time, the clouds of celebration in the heavens were above Yuanshi Tianzun's head, the primordial world was looming, the five-color light was radiating, the eight-tone fairy music was resounding, and the golden lotus, golden lamp, necklace, and hanging beads fell like rain, which was beautiful.

And Tongtian Sect Master, in Yu Yutian, shouted loudly: "Yuanshi, take my sword of cutting the sky!"

The four swords of Zhuxian rang together, the sword intent was pervasive, and the killing power of the heavenly way gathered. When the sword came out, the long rainbow pierced the sun, the thunder roared in the sky, the black clouds pressed down the city, and the stars were covered.

This sword is the pinnacle of killing, and nothing can be broken.

The sword light was like an antelope hanging on the horns, leaving no trace, and it directly cut the clouds of celebration in the heavens above Yuanshi's head.

Above the auspicious clouds, golden flowers bloomed, and pearls hung from necklaces, like flowing water, trying to block the sword, but they were quietly cracked under the sword of the Heaven-cutting Sword. All things were shocked, and the sky and the earth changed color.

This battle was not only a battle of ideas, but also a contest of strength and wisdom. The prehistoric universe was turbulent because of it, and the direction of the future also changed quietly at this moment.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw this, his face did not change, his heart did not beat, he just raised his hand lightly, and the three treasures jade Ruyi turned into a stream of light, meeting the Heaven-cutting Sword of Tongtian Sect Master.

When the two intersected, in an instant, the world seemed to be filled with endless brilliance, thunder and lightning, wind and clouds, and the whole prehistoric universe seemed to be trembling for this blow.

"Tongtian, your swordsmanship is indeed fierce and unparalleled, but the way of my teaching is to educate and overcome the hard with the soft. How can you defeat me?" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was particularly clear in the thunder and lightning. In his words, he not only affirmed Tongtian Jiaozhu's swordsmanship, but also had confidence in his own Taoism.

Tongtian Jiaozhu sneered when he heard this. He knew Yuanshi Tianzun's strength very well, but it did not mean that he would back down. His figure flashed and turned into a green light. He came to Yuanshi Tianzun's side in an instant. The Qingping Sword was swung out again, and the sword light was like a dragon, directly hitting Yuanshi Tianzun's vitals.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw this and was not in a hurry. He gently waved the Sanbao Yu Ruyi in his hand, and a golden light met the sword light of Tongtian Jiaozhu.

The two collided, and a deafening roar broke out. The whole prehistoric world seemed to tremble under this blow.

However, just as the two supremes were fighting fiercely, an inexplicable force suddenly emerged and repelled both of them. This force did not belong to Yuanshi Tianzun or Tongtian Jiaozhu. It seemed to come from between heaven and earth, and it seemed to transcend heaven and earth.

"Enough!" A majestic voice sounded between heaven and earth. It was the voice of the Saint of Taiqing. He had come to the center of the battlefield without knowing when. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything.

"The Three Pure Ones are of the same origin, why do you have to kill each other? If you don't stop, I'm afraid it will bring greater disasters." The words of the Saint of Taiqing were filled with endless majesty and sorrow.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were both stunned when they heard this. They looked at the Saint of Taiqing, and an indescribable guilt surged in their hearts. They knew that the Saint of Taiqing was right. The Three Pure Ones were of the same origin. The fight between them would only make the prehistoric world more turbulent.

So, the two supremes stopped at the same time. They looked at each other, and a complicated look flashed in their eyes. They knew that although the battle was undecided, it had made them see each other's determination and strength clearly.

"Tongtian, you and I have different ideas, but we are brothers in the same sect after all. I hope that our fight will not affect the reputation of the Three Pure Ones, nor will it cause innocent people in the prehistoric world to be implicated." Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu and said slowly.

Tongtian Jiaozhu nodded after hearing this.

The fight between them, if any fluctuations were released, would be enough to cause a devastating blow to the prehistoric world. It was not rational to fight here.

So he put away the Qingping Sword and turned away.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu's back, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that although this battle had temporarily subsided, the rift between the Three Pure Ones was already difficult to make up for.

After Tongtian Jiaozhu took Zhao Gongming and the three sisters Yunxiao, Qiongxiao and Bixiao away, the vast Nine Heavens were filled with clouds and music, and only two extraordinary saints were left looking at each other leisurely.

They looked down at the turmoil in the world below from a high place.

These two saints were Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing Saint.

The two supreme beings who have existed since the beginning of the universe, every conversation between them is enough to affect the pattern and fate of the three realms.

Yuanshi Tianzun, wearing a Taoist robe as white as snow, revealed an inviolable majesty between his eyebrows. He gently stroked the jade ruyi in his hand, with a deep gaze, as if he could penetrate the barriers of time and space and look directly into the distant future.

"Brother, look at the general trend of the world. Zhou replaced Shang and rose. It was the destiny of heaven. Why did you let that kid Yang Ling stop it? Could it be that you have other plans in mind?" His voice was soft, but every word was as loud as a stone falling to the ground.

The Taiqing Saint was dressed in a flowing green robe, with a kind face and a gleam of wisdom in his eyes. He shook his head gently and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Yuanshi, you and I know it well. The cause and effect cycle between heaven and earth is not something we can easily break. Yang Ling has his own mission and path. If I forcibly interfere, wouldn't it be against the way of nature? If you really have any questions, you might as well go to him directly. Perhaps he can give you the answer you want."

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly when he heard this, and was obviously not satisfied with the answer of the Taiqing Saint.

He stood up, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a majestic aura emerged spontaneously, "If that's the case, then I'll go find Yang Ling now and ask him clearly!" After saying that, he shook his body and wanted to fly away.

Seeing this, the Taiqing Saint smiled slightly and waved his hand gently, with endless calmness and unrestrainedness in his action, "Go, go, whatever you want. But remember, everything has a destiny, and you can't force it." His voice was gentle and deep, as if it could soothe all restlessness and anxiety.

After saying that, the Taiqing Saint slowly stood up and gently stroked the flat-horned blue bull beside him.

The blue bull was huge, with fur like silk, and its eyes revealed spirituality, as if it could understand human words. The Taiqing Saint jumped lightly and sat steadily on the back of the blue bull. The blue bull roared, stepped lightly with its four hooves, and instantly turned into a blue stream of light, cutting through the sky and disappearing from Yuanshi Tianzun's sight.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the direction where the Taiqing Saint left, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He knew that although the Taiqing Saint seemed detached, he actually cared about the world, and every step he took was meaningful. And what role did Yang Ling, the seemingly ordinary but mysterious young man, play?

Why did the Taiqing Saint indulge him so much?

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Yuanshi Tianzun finally decided to find Yang Ling in person to solve all the mysteries. His figure flashed, turning into a bright golden light, passing through the clouds and rushing towards the direction where Yang Ling was.

In Yuanshi Tianzun's initial cognition, Yang Ling was just an ordinary mortal, but by chance, he was favored by the Taiqing Saint and was given extraordinary power and mission.

Yuanshi Tianzun had great expectations for Yang Ling, believing that he would be a key figure in leading the world to peace and prosperity. However, as time went on, Yang Ling's behavior made him more and more confused and puzzled.

Just as Yuanshi Tianzun was immersed in his memories, a bright light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the barrier of the Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array set up by Yang Ling.

Yuanshi Tianzun secretly admired Yang Ling's cultivation level. He gently waved the jade ruyi in his hand, and the light curtain quietly dissipated as if it was blown by the spring breeze.

Passing through the array, Yuanshi Tianzun came to a small valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Here, there are birds singing and flowers blooming, and the spiritual energy is abundant, as if it is a paradise.

In fact, this is the center of the Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array.

At this moment, Yang Ling was standing on a piece of open space in the valley, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if he was practicing something. A layer of faint spiritual light surrounded his body, which seemed mysterious.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly approached and whispered: "Yang Ling, I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain the sea of ​​stars, deep and bright. He smiled slightly and bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun, "Uncle Master, you are here."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and looked directly at Yang Ling, "Yang Ling, why do you want to stop Zhou from replacing Shangxing? Don't you know that this is in line with the will of heaven and benefiting the people?"

Yang Ling's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he soon regained his composure. He said slowly: "Uncle Master, you are right. However, although the will of heaven cannot be violated, the affairs of the world are often complicated and changeable. Zhou replacing Shangxing seems to be in line with the will of heaven, but there are countless causes and effects and entanglements hidden in it. If I forcibly interfere, I am afraid it will bring about greater disasters."

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned when he heard this, and was obviously not satisfied with Yang Ling's explanation. He said in a deep voice: "Yang Ling, are you not perfunctory to me? You know, every change of history is accompanied by countless sacrifices and pains, but if it can bring long-term peace and prosperity, then all this is worth it.

As the successor chosen by the Human Cult, how can you give up so easily?"

Yang Ling sighed softly, his eyes became deep, as if he had penetrated the long river of time and saw the distant future.

"Uncle Master, what you said is true. The change of history does require sacrifice, but sacrifice is not the goal, but the means. What I do is to minimize this sacrifice as much as possible so that more people can safely pass through this turbulent period."

He paused and continued: "Moreover, the rise of Zhou to Shang is not something that can be achieved overnight. The forces and interests involved are complicated. If you force it blindly, I am afraid it will be counterproductive.

What I need to do is to guide these forces so that they can satisfy their own interests while also following the direction of the way of heaven, so as to achieve a relatively balanced state."

Yuanshi Tianzun was silent for a moment after hearing this.

He had to admit that Yang Ling's words did make sense. The course of history is often not simply black and white, but full of gray areas.

He looked at Yang Ling, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "Yang Ling, you really didn't disappoint me. Your wisdom and knowledge have surpassed many immortals. But are you ready to do this?"

Yang Ling smiled slightly and shook his head, "Uncle Master, don't worry, this is my responsibility. Moreover, with Master and Brother supporting me behind me, how can I be alone? As long as I can give more for the people of the world, I am willing to do it."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded, and the doubts in his heart finally dissipated.

He looked at Yang Ling, his eyes full of gloom, "Yang Ling, you are indeed an extraordinary person, no wonder my elder brother made an exception and accepted you as his disciple. But if you want to accomplish all this, you must have enough strength.

You are still far from it now."

After saying this, Yuanshi Tianzun gently waved his sleeves, as if he had plucked the strings of the universe, and the Jiuxiao Yuntian Star Array suddenly lost its former power, just like a sand castle disintegrated and dissipated under the impact of the tide, turning into dots of starlight and re-integrating into the boundless night sky.

The twelve golden immortals of the Chanjiao, who were trapped in this boundless starry sky, seemed to have awakened from a long dream at this moment. They were surrounded by a faint light, and their eyes were filled with the joy of liberation and the fear of surviving a disaster.

As the array dissipated, they flew high in the clouds, like twelve gorgeous meteors, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Master, we finally see the light of day, thanks to your help!" Guangchengzi spoke first, with an unconcealable excitement and awe in his voice. The other Golden Immortals also saluted, their words full of gratitude, as if at this moment, all the fear and fatigue disappeared.

However, in this joy, a discordant voice quietly sounded.

Taiyi Zhenren is usually gentle and elegant, but at this moment his face is gloomy, and his eyes are flashing with uncontrollable anger.

He stepped forward and bowed, but his tone revealed unyielding and indignation: "Master, Yang Ling is really too much. If he hadn't been playing tricks in secret, how could we fall into such a situation? Please help us, Master, and seek justice for us!"

Yuanshi Tianzun heard this, frowned slightly, and his eyes were like torches, sweeping over every Golden Immortal present. There was both disappointment and blame in his eyes.

"Taiyi, do you know you are wrong?" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was low and powerful, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder.

Taiyi Zhenren was stunned, then lowered his head, with a bit of unwillingness in his voice: "Master, I... I know I am wrong, but Yang Ling is too arrogant. If we don't teach him a lesson, how can our Chan Sect maintain its reputation?"

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed, revealing endless majesty and wisdom in his tone: "Respect? Respect is earned by yourself, not given by others. You twelve golden immortals are the pillars of our Chan Sect, but you can't even deal with Yang Ling. Isn't this a shame for you?"

As soon as these words came out, the twelve golden immortals of Chan Sect blushed and were ashamed.

They looked at each other, with both unwillingness and self-blame in their eyes. They knew that although Yuanshi Tianzun's words were harsh, every word was reasonable. They did not fulfill their responsibilities and did not protect the glory of Chan Sect.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the people in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He knew that these golden immortals were cultivated by him with great effort. Each of them had extraordinary talents and potential, and they were the rare talents carefully selected by him. But at the same time, he also knew that they relied too much on their own strength and were too confident in their status, so that when facing real challenges, they would be so vulnerable.

"Have you ever thought about why Yang Ling could trap you in this boundless starry sky under your noses?" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice sounded again, echoing in everyone's hearts like a warning bell.

Hearing this, the twelve golden immortals of the Chanjiao lowered their heads and remained silent. They knew that the answer to this question was actually hidden in their hearts, but they were unwilling to face it and unwilling to admit it.

"Because you are too confident, too careless, and too dependent on external forces. You have forgotten that true strength comes from inner firmness and belief, and from the pursuit and understanding of the Tao. But you have thrown all these behind your mind, and only want to conquer everything with strength to prove your existence. How can you achieve the Tao?" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice is like spring rain, nourishing the hearts of everyone and making them begin to reflect on their mistakes.

The twelve golden immortals of the Chanjiao suddenly became clear in their hearts when they heard this.

"Master, we know we are wrong. Please give us a chance to reform and prove ourselves." Guangchengzi spoke on behalf of everyone, with firmness and determination in his voice.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the people in front of him, and a feeling of relief surged in his heart. He knew that although these golden immortals made mistakes, they could still be saved.

"Okay, I'll give you this chance. But remember, you must keep this lesson in mind and never forget it. Only when you truly understand the true meaning of Tao can you truly achieve the Daluo Dao fruit."

After saying this, Yuanshi Tianzun left with a flick of his sleeves, leaving only a faint afterimage that gradually dissipated in the night sky.

The twelve golden immortals of the Chanjiao stood in place, watching Yuanshi Tianzun's departure, their hearts full of awe.

This incident was both a heavy blow and a valuable lesson for them.

Taiyi Zhenren looked at the direction where Yuanshi Tianzun left, with a complex look in his eyes.

He knew that his master was disappointed in them.

"We can't just let it go." Master Taiyi said solemnly, his tone revealing firmness and determination, "That Yang Ling must pay the price."

Hearing this, the other golden immortals nodded in agreement.

They urgently need a victory to prove their worth and save the face of Chanjiao.

With this thought in mind, Chan taught the Twelve Golden Immortals to escape from the light, but the moment they stepped into the camp, the sight in front of them made their hearts tighten.

I saw the deputy leader, Taoist Ran Deng, looking embarrassed, his clothes were messy, and his eyes were filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

The face of the Antarctic Immortal also lost its previous calmness, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his mind.

"Teacher Ran Deng, Brother Nanji, what are you..." Guang Chengzi spoke first, with unconcealable doubts in his voice.

Taoist Ran Deng sighed and slowly shook his head: "Well, I suffered a lot in the hands of Zhao Gongming and San Xiao. Their brother and sister join forces, and their strength is beyond our imagination."

The Antarctic Immortal also said: "Yes, we originally thought that with our strength, we could meet any challenge. But we didn't expect that Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao's cultivation had reached such a state. Although we tried our best , but still unable to resist their offensive.”

When the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao heard this, they looked at each other, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in their hearts.

They knew that Zhao Gongming and San Xiao were both outstanding leaders in Jiejiao and had extraordinary strength. But I didn't expect that they could actually make Taoist Ran Deng and Antarctic Immortal find it so difficult.