This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Jin Chanzi chuckled, and said, "With Di Xin's personality, even if the Second Sage of the West sent the Eight Treasures of Merit to Hualongchi, he would still lose in this difficulty."

"Di Xin didn't say that if the West sent the Eight Treasures to transform the Dragon Pond, it would be considered as a pilgrimage. He only said that the Buddhist sect needs to use this treasure to exchange the pilgrims."

"I'm afraid that I'm poor, even if Zhunti is sent to Hualongchi, this difficulty is still lost."

Taoist Mosquito sucked incessantly, and said: "Since the beginning of the world, no matter which race has been born, there will be amazing and brilliant people. Among the fierce beasts, there are beast emperors and gods. Among the innate creatures, there are six saints. There are three ancestors of ancestor dragon, yuan, phoenix and qilin, and there are also twelve ancestor witches and two kings of east demon in the two clans of lich and demon."

"After the birth of the human race, I thought that the three ancestors of the Chao clan, the Ziyi clan, and the Suiren clan would make the human race brilliant, but unfortunately, I met the two Lich clans who are fighting for hegemony. Although the three emperors are strong, they are shackled by luck. I am imprisoned in the fire cloud cave."

"Unexpectedly, the human race is almost gone. They were raised by immortal gods, but an Emperor Xin came out."

Jin Chanzi opened his mouth and said: "When Emperor Xin succeeded to the throne, he once said that in this critical autumn of life and death, the prehistoric world is divided into three parts, and the human race is exhausted... At that time, Pindao didn't think so. He thought... he was an acquired human race. , what can be done."

"Now it seems that when he was still a mortal, he had already looked at the nine heavens and ten earths, plotting against the gods."

After Jin Chanzi finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Taoist Mosquito, remained silent, and continued watching the play.

After all, they are also considered to be one of the immortal gods plotted by Di Xin.

Taoist Mosquito still misses the comfort of the Great Miasma Land.

It's a pity, apart from the Nether Blood Sea, there is no other place in the prehistoric world that can compare to the Great Miasma Land.

and many more.

Nether Sea of ​​Blood!
Daoist Mosquito's eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at Jin Chanzi, and said, "Jin Chan, do you dare to fight with me?"

Jin Chanzi glanced at him, looked him up and down, and asked doubtfully, "With whom? If it's Di Xin, I won't go."

Daoist Mosquito chuckled, and said, "It's not Di Xin, but the Lord of the Nether Blood Sea... Styx!"

"At the beginning, Pindao was born with him in the sea of ​​blood. He was not his opponent for a while because he had the companion treasure, the second sword of Abi Yuantu, and was driven out by him. This enmity, Pindao has always remembered."

Hearing the word Minghe, Jin Chanzi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Poverty Dao has been interested in the Asura clan for a long time! I heard that this clan is handsome and enchanting, and both men and women are peerless beauties in the world, but they are always Killing each other in the nether sea of ​​blood, doing reproduction day and night."

"If the poor Daoist learns from the supreme sage and enlightens the Asura clan, he may have a chance to prove the Dao."

Mosquito Taoist and Jin Chanzi hit it off immediately, and glanced lightly at the Nether Blood Sea.

At this time, Patriarch Styx, who was looking at the world angrily, suddenly frowned, feeling someone staring at him.

He deduced it, but found nothing.

"Strange, why does Pindao feel a sense of crisis?"

He muttered to himself, and stopped paying attention if he couldn't deduce it, and looked at Shiva, the asura protector who was forgotten by everyone.

at this time.

Shiva was suppressed under Luoshui, and the time limit for passing the jade pendant in his hand has expired. If it weren't for the extraordinary physique of the Asura clan, he might have drowned in the water.

Ming He said: "Zhunti, the guardian of the scriptures is not important, right? Hmph, when the scripture learning is over, the poor Taoist may decide to go to Lingshan."

at this time.

Zhunti, who was full of anger, really forgot about Shiva...

After all, the guardians of the scriptures can be changed at will, but there is only one person who takes the scriptures.

He was completely enraged by Zishou, and he almost said such things as the Eastern Expedition of the Buddha Kingdom.

However, the shadow of the Battle of the Conferred Gods is still there, and this idea is fleeting.

Now, Di Xin has accepted the Immortal Armament Workshop of the Three Kingdoms Outside the Territory, and his strength is even better. It is almost impossible to defeat him with human strength.

He shook his head and said: "Di Xin, it is absolutely impossible to use the merits of the Eight Treasures to transform the Dragon Pond. This treasure is of great importance to Buddhism, and I don't know how much effort the poor monk has spent. I will send this baby."

After Zhunti finished speaking, he thought that Di Xin would not agree, but unexpectedly he heard Di Xin's hearty laughter resounding in the world, and he only heard him say:
"Shakya, did you hear that?"

"Your Buddha wouldn't even give up a single possession in exchange for you. What's the use of going to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddha?"

"Is it worthwhile to go here to pray for Buddha after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships?"

After Zishou's voice fell, a man surrounded by ghosts and fog walked out behind him. He was carrying a ghost, which was Sakyamuni.

Seeing the situation, Zhunti's face sank like water, and he said, "It turns out that you want to repeat the old trick, just like you did when you instigated Jiang Shang to betray Yuxu Palace, to instigate Sakyamuni's belief in Buddhism."

"However, this time, I'm afraid you will make a mistake."

"My Buddhist teachings originated from the 48 great wishes of the poor monk when he became a saint, for the sake of all beings in the world. Among them, the mystery is that the Yuxu Palace, which only understands people and feet, can be compared?"

"Even if the poor monk told Sakyamuni that I abandoned him for a piece of gold on this spiritual mountain, he would not shake his belief in Buddhism."

Zhunti's voice fell, and a cry of Amitabha came from the world.

Although Sakyamuni was questioned by Di Xin at this time, he still clasped his hands together, with a pious expression on his face, and said: "What the sage said is absolutely true. Lingshan is a holy place, every plant and tree has Buddha nature. The so-called one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. How can disciples shake their faith in Buddhism?"

"The Eight Treasures Merit Hualong Pond is related to the future of Buddhism and all sentient beings. There can be no poor monks, but this Hualong Pond cannot exist."

After Sakyamuni finished speaking, a gratified smile appeared on Zhunti's face.

He clasped his hands together and called out the Buddha's name, saying: "That's good, that's true compassion. What you want in your heart is for all living beings, not for yourself."

"stop……

"I can't listen anymore."

Zishou sighed and interrupted the conversation between the two of them. He chuckled and said, "Since the bid to learn from the scriptures is one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, then I will not make things difficult for you any more."

"As many treasures as the Buddhists go to the underworld to find people, they will bring as many treasures to me as replacements."

"This difficulty, count your Buddhism as the loser."

"how?"

After Zishou finished speaking, the Western Paradise was silent for a long time.

Zhunti groaned and did not answer, but stared at Di Xin who was smiling slightly.

He said in a deep voice, "Di Xin, what conspiracy do you have?"

Zi Shou said with a smile: "I have always done things aboveboard, conspiracies and tricks are what your Buddhism and Yuxu are good at.

"I gave the Buddhist sect ten breaths of time to think about it, and I won't wait when it's too late."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"The poor monk agrees, and hopes that King Shang will do what he says!"

Before Di Xin finished speaking, Wen Zhong behind him began to count down at the top of his voice, Zhun Ti secretly deduced, and found that there was no evil, he and Jie Yin looked at each other, and then agreed in a deep voice.

Zishou smiled lightly, and said: "Lord Guozhang, look after him, don't let him run away. Pay the money with one hand and the person with the other."

To mention:  …

Sakyamuni: ...

After Zishou finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind the confused Dragon King of the Four Seas.

They were ecstatic in their hearts just now, thinking that the Dragon Clan had many happy events, and after the killing and calamity was broken, the Immemorial Dragon Transformation Pond would be taken back again.

Unexpectedly, they couldn't understand His Majesty's thoughts at all.

However, for them, being able to return to the world today has fulfilled their greatest wish.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan has more Zen sects created by the eight dragons, and it has become the home field for the competition between the human world and Buddhism for luck.

This has greatly improved the overall strength and status of the Dragon Clan.

For the four dragon kings, there is only joy in their hearts.

As for sacred objects such as the Eight Treasures Merit Hualongchi, they can only think about it.

Zishou turned and left, and all the gods and gods withdrew their divine thoughts one after another, returned to their dojo, and began to practice with their eyes closed.

Zishou is gone, which means that this tribulation is over.

Next, it's just a matter of handing over the money and handing over the people, there is nothing to look at...

However, the Dragon King of the Four Seas didn't ask, but others couldn't help but speak.

Shang Rong followed Zi Shou, held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "My lord, this time you clearly have the chance to win, and you hold Sakyamuni's soul in your hands, why did you let Buddhism pass?"

"Although Sakyamuni's ghost is not as good as the Eight Treasures of Merit and Virtue Hualongchi, it is not enough to send you away with just a few Buddhist treasures."

"It's too cheap."

Zishou glanced at Shang Rong, kicked him off the celestial car and kicked him off the mortal world, saying: "You still talk so much when you're old..."

Wen Tian, ​​who was driving the locomotive, was taken aback, and swooped down to put Shang Rong into the car.

Shang Rong fell so badly that there were no injuries on his body.

At this time, Zishou's voice came from above the fate of the world.

He gazed leisurely into the depths of the four seas, and said: "After the four seas returned to the human world, I heard a voice, which told me...the Immemorial Dragon Pond, he wants to get it by himself."

Immemorial Dragon Pond, he wants to get it by himself?

Who?
Eight dragons?

Or, the Dragon King of the Four Seas?
Could it be Ao Kuo, the transshipment envoy of Donghai City Shipping Department?
Shang Rong scratched his head and didn't understand, but he still wrote this sentence in the history books.

At this time, he had already written a page of text.

The first line reads impressively: In the spring of the fourth year of the First Emperor, His Majesty will rule the world and break the doom of the Dragon Clan.

The last line reads: Your Majesty let go of Buddhist scripture learners at a critical time, the reason is unknown.

However, just as he finished writing, he heard Zishou's voice talking to himself.

"Ninety-nine and 81 difficulties, the first difficulty robs all the Buddhist gates, and the next [-] difficulties rob everything."

"This robbery... No, to be a king, you have to pay attention to the flow of water."

"The most important thing, of course, must be saved until the end, and then you can get it."

Business capacity: ...

He looked at the words that had been written in the history books, and he was silent and did not speak.

This is a history book, and the emphasis is on writing without regrets and never changing it...

just now……

Shang Rong hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and added another sentence.

"Your Majesty said, when dealing with people, don't force them too much, and leave a chance for everything."

After he finished writing, he sighed, and his figure suddenly swayed and almost fell down.

After Wen Tian got Shang Rong, the Tianji car drew an arc and flew towards Chaoge.

And this time.

The figure of Zishou has disappeared in the four seas and returned to Shouxian Palace.

He lay on the recliner, looking at the world.

Tu Shanjiu'er's voice came from behind, saying: "My lord, what happened?"

Tu Shanjiu'er is different from the Dragon King of the Four Seas and others, even if he is a Zhunti sage, seeing Zishou suddenly change his mind, he will not think too much, he will only think that Di Xin's mind is unpredictable and there may be conspiracy.

But Tu Shanjiu'er knew that what Zishou wanted to do was always going forward, and there would be no temporary changes.

Unless, he met something more important.

Zi Shou said lightly: "At the beginning, the ancestor dragon turned into a dragon soul to suppress the four seas, and won a chance for the dragon clan. This is also the reason why the vast land was broken during the Lich catastrophe, but the infinite seas are still there."

"And when I unified the world just now, I heard Zulong's voice."

Tu Shanjiu'er was taken aback for a moment, recalling the call from the depths of the four seas just now, and said in surprise: "The sound of the waves that sounded like a dragon's chant just now, turned out to be the voice of an ancestor dragon?"

Just now the four seas returned to one, even though Tu Shanjiu'er was not a quasi-sage, he still heard the voice of calling that couldn't tell the truth from the fake through his mind and spirit.

Zishou nodded.

When the fate of the world enveloped the world, he heard a voice that others could not hear.

This sound is no longer the vague sound of tsunami waves, but a clear dragon chant.

The dragon chant was full of grief, gratitude, fatigue and expectation, speaking the language of the ancient dragon clan.

However, after Zi Shou took charge of the luck of the Dragon Clan, he also mastered the inheritance and secrets of the Dragon Clan.

He didn't have any hindrance, and easily understood the sentence.

In addition to being respectful and grateful, there is another request in this sentence, which is to ask him not to take back the Eight Treasures Merit Hualong Pond at this time.

Because Hualongchi represents the honor of the Dragon Clan.

He hoped that the Dragon Clan would take it back in person.

After pondering for a while, he restrained his thoughts and said, "Yes, it is indeed the voice of Zulong. Although his dragon soul has merged into the four seas, he still has a will. It's just that only I can feel this will."

"He begged me to give the opportunity to take back Hualongchi to the Dragon Clan, to him..."

Tu Shanjiu'er was taken aback, and said, "Leave it to him..."

After she finished speaking, her eyes were filled with shock, and an unbelievable thought appeared in her heart. She raised her eyes and said in shock: "The fate of the Dragon Clan has disappeared, could it be that Zulong..."

Under her shocked gaze, Zi Shou stood up slowly, and said: "After I rule the world, there is a way to bring Zulong back to life."

Say it.

He looked at the wilderness and four poles in the Kanyu map, and said: "After the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the dragon soul of the ancestor dragon merged into the four seas, and the dragon clan was suppressed in the Longquan Cave at the foot of Buzhou Mountain."

"After Buzhou Mountain collapsed, it turned into Kunlun Mountain. Now, this Longquan Cave should be under Kunlun Mountain."

After Zishou uttered the words of bringing Zulong back to life, Tu Shanjiu'er was still shocked.

Even though Zishou had let Yuanfeng come into the world, she still couldn't believe it.

After all, Zulong is stronger than Yuanfeng.

She nodded and said: "Yes, Suolongjing is indeed at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. However, this Kunlun is not a human Kunlun, but the main Kunlun vein in Yuxu Palace."

Zishou chuckled and said: "This is easy to handle. The next difficulty is for the scripture learners to go to Yuxu Palace to fetch the real body of Zulong."

Tu Shanjiu'er: ...

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind.

The Great Desolation is going to be in chaos!

At this moment, Zishou's voice sounded again.

This time, it not only resounded in the Shouxian Palace, but also spread to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Zhunti, since the sutra takers and sutra protectors have returned to their positions, I should also find a seeker."

"West, are you ready?"

At this time, Moonlight Bodhisattva had just exchanged a bunch of Buddhist treasures for Sakyamuni from Jiang Huanchu, and took Shiva away by the way.

Hearing Zishou's voice, he gritted his teeth: "Di Xin, the treasure that Pindao gave away, I must take it back this time!"

"Your Emperor Xin has ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and my Buddhism also has it!"