Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 9: The Prestige of a Saint
"I shouldn't have come."

The real Taiyi said so.

"But you're still here."

Yun Neutron's expression was inexplicable, which seemed somewhat unfathomable.

"This is a fate you cannot escape."

Daoist Yuding stood with his hands behind his back, his long beard fluttering in the wind.

"I never believed in fate."

Master Taiyi looked solemnly at the Taiji symbol in midair.

Yun Zhongzi and Yu Ding separated on both sides, and the three of them formed an angle with each other.

So far, they have made plans, but they are still not sure.

How terrifying the majesty of a saint is, I am afraid that few people in this prehistoric world have experienced it.

"The child's time has come, it is the time when yin and yang converge, and we must quickly activate the prohibition of the Tai Chi symbol."

Yun neutron operates Yuxu Xuangong, this method was created by Yuanshi Tianzun, and it is in the same line as the sage's Daoyun.

Taiyi and Yuding followed the same method, the three of them performed their profound kung fu together, their two fingers joined together as sword fingers, and they pointed at the Taiji symbol dozens of times.

The black and white talisman was suspended in the air, turning slowly, revealing a glimmer of light.

"I'm afraid you have to use all your strength to trigger this prohibition."

Taiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly swung his whisk violently.

Yu Ding performed the Sky-Splitting Palm Kung Fu created by himself, and swung a palm violently.

Even so, the Taiji seal still didn't respond much.

Yun Zhongzi thought for a moment, he shook his sleeves lightly, and seven or forty-nine small blue swords galloped towards the Tai Chi symbol, and returned to the sleeves one by one.

There was a rare expression on Yuding's face, two points of doubt, three points of panic, and five points of anger.

Taiyi's complexion also changed, and he quickly protected himself.

However, those 49 flying swords did not stab all at once, but turned into a line and attacked one by one.

Seeing this, Taiyi and Yuding breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Just at this time, the Tai Chi symbol changed suddenly.

The two halos of black and white spread out, like ink smearing white paper, changing the color of the sky and the earth, and even the sun in the sky was dimmed.

This halo seems to be gentle, but it is not. Naturally, the way of a saint is not just killing, one black and one white, one yin and one yang. Peeking at the mystery is good fortune, and misunderstanding the true meaning is dangerous.

Taiyi slammed his whisk, and made a golden gossip diagram in front of him.

Yuding pointed his sword at Yujian, but there was no response from Zhanxianjian. He didn't hesitate, and quickly came behind Taiyi.

Yun Zhongzi had a calm demeanor, he took out the futon unhurriedly, and sat on the spot, the black and white halo shrouded him, but he couldn't get close to his body.

The situation of Taiyi and Yuding is not so good. They are both characters who have been immersed in the golden fairy realm for a long time, but now they are forced to shrink by the black and white halo, and the golden gossip is getting darker and darker.

"Senior brothers, I'm going to stir up the futon dao rhyme."

Yun Zhongzi sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, he silently performed a Taoism of the Taishang's lineage, like pulling out cocoons, drawing out the sage's Taoism in the futon little by little.

The Dao rhyme of the Yuanshi sage turned into a halo of black and white, while that of the Taishang sage was a chaotic black and yellow aura.

The three colors are intertwined, one ebbs and another, and a delicate balance is finally reached.

The golden gossip in front of Taiyi was on the verge of disillusionment, Yuding quickly grabbed his arm and dragged him to Yun Zhongzi's side.

"You and I are both descendants of the two sects. The generation of the Twelve Golden Immortals, usually claiming to be the orthodox Taoist sect, is always arrogant, but now I realize that in the eyes of the saints, they are nothing more than ants."

Master Taiyi's complexion was slightly pale, he was almost trapped to death by the dao rhyme just now, and he finally understood the power of the saint.

"The most urgent thing now is to break the restriction of the master. After all, the futon is not as precious as the talisman, and the inner Tao rhyme is not endless."

Master Yuding took out a few pills and gave them to Taiyi to take.

Yun Zhongzi raised his head and looked up, only to see that the two kinds of Dao rhymes collided and intertwined with each other, as if the heavens and the earth were created, and they somehow settled the universe and distinguished the charm of the five elements.

"It's a pity that Uncle Master is not as impatient as Uncle Tongtian, otherwise the restriction would have been broken long ago."

Master Yuding caressed his long beard and sighed softly.

Ancestor Hongjun taught three friends, Taishang Laojun set up to explain the teaching, Yuanshi Tianzun took over the teaching on his behalf, and Tongtian Jiaozhu set up the cut-off teaching. Although the teachings of the two teachings originated from the same line, they are quite different.

The three sages also have different personalities, Taishang sage is the most gentle, Yuanshi Tianzun is the most respectful of rules, but Tongtian leader is straightforward.

Taishang Laojun's Dao rhyme is exactly in line with his temperament, he is neither sick nor slow, and he can be cured by doing nothing.

"It's okay, Master's Dao Yun has already weakened the restriction a lot, and now is the best time to break the restriction."

Yun Zhongzi smiled lightly, and then with a thought, he borrowed the Yaozhao sword from Yang Chan who was thousands of miles away.

The three-foot green front turned into a streamer, striking like a lightning bolt.

"Senior brothers, please help me."

Yun Zhongzi slowly stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, Yuding and Taiyi stretched out their arms each, resting on his shoulders.

After all, with the body protection of eighty-nine profound arts, there are always fewer accidents. If not, the real Taiyi is a more suitable candidate.

The three of them practiced the jade-empty heart method together, and it can be seen that the three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are in harmony with the Yuan.

Both Taiyi and Yuding are in the realm of the Golden Immortal, and both have glimpsed a crack in the realm of Daluo.

Although Yun Zhongzi is now a Sanxian cultivator, but his foundation is deep, and he possesses both eight and nine profound arts of Yuxu, so he cannot be treated as an ordinary Sanxian.

The strength of the three of them is not to be underestimated.

Yun Zhongzi turned the two majestic magical powers from outside into his own use, passed through the meridians of his body, knocked on the gates along the way, became more and more urgent, and finally issued from the palm of his hand.

With a movement of his body, his right foot lightly tapped the ground, and his body joined the sword, turning into a blue sword light, and bumped into the Tai Chi symbol in an instant.

Rumble.

It's like the god of thunder in ancient times sending down the punishment of heaven, and it's like a saint opening up the world.

Between heaven and earth, all colors stagnated for a moment.

Yun Zhongzi showed his figure, and the Zhaoyao sword turned into a streamer again and flew away.

"It's done."

Taiyi looked happy, clapped his palms and smiled.

The Taiji seal siphoned violently, sucking back all the black and white halos, and the Taishang futon also took away the remaining black and yellow aura.

This small world separated by formations finally returned to its original appearance.

"Senior brother Taiyi is profound in Daoism, and brother Yuding is profound in knowledge. I really admire them."

Yun Zhongzi took back the Taiji seal and Taishang futon, then strode towards the two of them, and praised with a smile.

"Don't flatter and kill us. After this incident, Pindao is determined to retreat and practice for ten years. When will he touch the threshold of the Great Luo Realm before leaving the customs."

Master Taiyi smiled wryly and shook his head.

Daoist Yuding also had the same idea.

They all knew that the catastrophe of heaven and earth was approaching, and even though there was a big tree of Chanjiao behind them to protect them, any higher level of cultivation was a point, and it was always a layer of protection.

Yun Zhongzi nodded in agreement, he had originally intended to let his two friends spend more time on cultivation.

Everyone in the sect of Chanjiao thought that with saints above them, the future catastrophe would not affect the two religions, but Yun Zhongzi knew best that the catastrophe of conferring the gods was originally prepared for the two religions.

The wind and rain are coming, and the sea is flowing.

(End of this chapter)