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Chapter 476, could it be related to Yang Jiao again?
In Western religions.
As if sensing something, the Guide Daoist abruptly stood up and said to the Zhunti Daoist with great joy:
"Zhunti, the opportunity is finally here!"
Even on Zhunti Daoist's sallow face, there was a hint of excitement. In his hand, he tightly gripped the Qiankun Bag, a great magic treasure forged by gathering the power of the entire Western Sect.
Once the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is activated, we can take advantage of the chaos to capture thousands of Taoists and expand the influence of the Western Sect.
The two flowers in his hair trembled with his excitement, as if Zhunti Daoist had already foreseen that their western lands would return to their state before the beginning of the primordial era.
The vibrant green space is filled with flowers, brimming with vitality, and attracts birds and animals to settle here.
"Brother, we will definitely be able to restore the West to its former glory."
Their disciples will no longer have to suffer from slowed cultivation due to insufficient spiritual energy.
In the Three Realms, no one will ever again mock them for this place being barren and desolate.
The guide stood up and hurriedly stepped out:
"Let's go, let's go quickly and prepare for the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."
Seeing that Jieyin was unusually flustered, the Daoist Zhunti asked with a smile:
"Should we gather all the disciples there? Even if they are outmatched, they can still accumulate some merit along the way?"
“No.” The Guide shook his head solemnly and sighed, “They are the foundation of the West. In the future, staying in the West is the safest option.”
Zhunti Daoist thought about it and agreed.
If one were to go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, being mistakenly killed would be a greater loss than gain.
So he abandoned the idea and agreed, "Brother is right. It is most appropriate for you and me to go."
"However... Maitreya and Ksitigarbha are still over there, shouldn't we call them back quickly?"
He waved his hand dismissively, expressing his high regard for his two disciples and saying with great confidence:
"These two kids are quite capable; they have the ability to protect themselves."
He and Zhunti walked out of the Western Sect's lecture hall together.
“If one day we are in trouble, then the Western Religion will still have to be handed over to Maitreya to govern,” the Guide said slowly.
Maitreya was originally his successor.
Although both Jieyin and Zhunti are saints, the disciples of the Western Paradise are few. For those with profound roots, such as Maitreya and Ksitigarbha, there is no distinction between whose disciples they are; their direct transmission is that of their direct transmission.
Mentioning these two, a look of satisfaction appeared on the face of the Daoist Zhunti, who said impartially:
"Ksitigarbha is a good kid too."
“Ksitigarbha is honest,” Jieyin said with a smile. “If he were in a mortal position, he would have the demeanor of a great general, but his governing ability is not as good as Maitreya’s.”
“With these two in the future, the Western religion will be very prosperous.” Zhunti looked forward to it: “With Maitreya sitting in a high position and Ksitigarbha assisting him, the West will surely enjoy a long and prosperous future.”
Yes, the golden age of the West is coming.
Jieyin gazed at the crimson mist filling the sky outside and said softly:
"Before the golden age arrives, we two old folks still have to build a foundation for our children."
They didn't stop walking for a moment while they were talking.
Before long, they arrived at the gate of the Western Religion.
The guide suddenly stopped and looked at the dilapidated gate on the side with displeasure.
His brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap several flies, and he said in a deep voice:
"Replace the main gate when you get back!"
……
After Yang Jiao and Shen Gongbao parted ways.
Inside Tongguan Pass, Daji sat pale-faced beside Yin Shou, who was still unconscious, anxiously trying to think of a solution.
"The Ziwei True Qi couldn't be neutralized, what should we do?"
"What if the King cannot escape the fate of being listed on the Investiture of the Gods?"
The worry in her eyes grew stronger, completely unaware that Yin Shou beside her had already clenched his fists.
The veins on his hands bulged, and his jaw was clenched tightly.
Is Chaoge about to perish?
After I, the emperor, am gone, who will take my place? Ji Fa?
Businesses may perish, but the world must not perish.
Yin Shou has been blessed by his ancestors in this life. He cannot protect this country, but he wishes to protect the prosperity of all people under heaven.
The true energy of Ziwei must not be interrupted.
Even humans cannot be compared to ants.
He closed his eyes tightly and made up his mind.
……
Inside the Xiqi camp.
Jiang Ziya was furious at the loss of more than a dozen generals.
Seeing his back growing increasingly hunched, Ji Fa couldn't bear it and said:
"Prime Minister, there is no one in Xiqi who can be used now, and the Taoists cannot go to the battlefield to fight the enemy, so let me go."
He grabbed Jiang Ziya's sleeve and pulled slightly.
Jiang Ziya's gaze fell on Ji Fa's face, and he hesitated before saying:
"Your Majesty..."
Ji Fa took a few steps back, stood still, and sincerely said with his hands clasped in front of him:
"Your Excellency has led Xiqi for over a decade, and your contributions are immense. I, Ji Fa, have always been under your wing. Now, Xiqi has no one capable of fighting. I, Ji Fa, volunteer! I will go into battle!"
He participated in countless battles, but he was always surrounded by many protectors.
And those generals who risked their lives for Xiqi died one by one before their eyes.
Ji Fa was a man who cared for the people, not a king who would just shout slogans and wait to take over cities and bring them to the Zhou Dynasty.
If it is for the benefit of the people, then we must go to the people.
Jiang Ziya looked at the seriousness on his face. This young face did not actually resemble the expression of King Wen of Zhou, Ji Chang.
Ji Fa resembled his mother more, and King Wen was imprisoned in Youli City for seven years in Chaoge, becoming emaciated; Jiang Ziya had never compared Ji Fa and Ji Chang together over the years.
Only at this moment, when Ji Fa asked for the order, did the emotion on his face for the sake of the people remind him of the time in Panxi when King Wen carried him all the way from Panxi to the main road after hearing a few words of his advice on governance.
Jiang Ziya placed his hand on Ji Fa's shoulder, nodded, and said repeatedly:
"Good good."
"Your Majesty's heart is as clear as the sun and moon; I have been worrying too much."
After King Wen's death, Jiang Ziya regarded Ji Fa as the last lifeline of the Zhou Dynasty and protected him excessively.
Ji Fa was ambitious, brave, and resourceful, but he lacked opportunities to demonstrate his abilities.
At this moment, Jiang Ziya's mood brightened:
"Your Majesty may then take command."
"Prime Minister!" Ji Fa cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Jiang Ziya: "Once Ji Fa takes over Chaoge, he will surely set up many temples to pray for your well-being and offer incense."
Jiang Ziya was extremely pleased.
At this moment,
A mournful cry suddenly emanated from the horizon, piercing everyone's ears.
It was as if an invisible giant hand had forcibly torn a hole in the sky.
The members of the Chan Sect sitting inside the tent all stood up, and Guang Chengzi immediately said solemnly:
"Oh no, a powerful formation has been set up!"
The eleven Golden Immortals all had faces ashen and somber.
Fearing that his grandson might be worried, he said:
"Senior brother, our cultivation levels are not as high as before. Can we still survive this great tribulation that will last for 1,500 years?"
After he finished speaking, he began to make plans.
His disciple Tu Xingsun had already died. This life-for-life resolution, combined with the tribulations he suffered in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation where his three flowers on his head and five qi in his chest were cut off, meant that this tribulation should be considered over.
At this moment, his gaze became deep and unfathomable.
Turning his gaze to his fellow disciples who hadn't sent their apprentices to take the robbery, Ju Liusun inwardly scoffed:
"I am now free of trouble, but that's another story for you."
Jade Cauldron Immortal, Taiyi Immortal, Yellow Dragon Immortal, and Yun Zhongzi, who wasn't even one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
No, Huanglong Zhenren can be excluded, after all, he is pitiful, and even in this great calamity, he probably won't be the one to suffer.
As for the other three, well...
Let's see how you manage to survive this 1,500-year-long calamity!
When Yu Ding Zhenren heard Guang Chengzi say that the great formation was complete, he already showed worry.
This expression made Ju Liusun feel much happier. He raised an eyebrow and thought: So what if his cultivation has improved? He'll still be afraid! He was just waiting to see Yu Ding, Taiyi, and Yun Zhongzi have a good show.
But who would have thought,
What Master Yuding was worried about was not himself.
He kept thinking to himself,
Another grand formation? Could it be... related to Yang Jiao again?!