Chapter 48 Riding on the King of the East to Listen to the Sermon

Chapter 48 Riding on the King of the East to Listen to the Sermon

Chapter 48 Riding on the King of the East to Listen to the Sermon
Ling Xiao looked at Maitreya and the other five with a friendly smile, and then a light flashed between his brows, and a group of spiritual treasures, spiritual fruits, and jade slips of cultivation techniques flew out from his sea of ​​consciousness...

As elders, it is natural for them to give some gifts when meeting someone.

When Jie Yin Zhunti heard Ling Xiao ask them to call him Grand Master, they were immediately deeply moved. The eldest brother treated them as his own brothers, otherwise he would not have accepted them as his disciples.

You know, in the prehistoric world, having a master is a very important thing. The master is the disciple's support. If the master is powerful and his name is known, no one will dare to provoke him.

At this moment, Maitreya Medicine Master, Mahasthamaprapta, Sunlight, and Moonlight stared in amazement at the innate spiritual treasures in the void...

On the way, the second and third masters kept chattering about how powerful their great master was.

Now that they had met, the master uncle actually accepted them as his disciples and bestowed upon them many treasures.

They are just juniors with some background in the Western Land. How could they have seen so many powerful magic weapons?

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you thank your master?"

Zhunti kicked each of the five men one by one, put his hands on his waist, and said, "A bunch of useless brats."

Jie Yin smiled teasingly and said, "Third brother, think back to the past, when we first met our eldest brother, who was the one crying and snotting?"

Zhunti: "..."

At this moment, Maitreya and his group of five finally came to their senses, took the treasures, and knelt down to thank Ling Xiao.

As the three of them took turns preaching and discussing scriptures with Maitreya and the other four, the five people's cultivation rose like a rocket, and they all entered the Golden Immortal Realm.

Three thousand years have finally arrived!

On this day, all the powerful beings from all the tribes in the ancient world, and the cultivators who had reached the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, all headed into the chaos.

The second sermon of the Taoist Master is about to begin!

There are three thousand worldly guests in Zixiao Palace. It is said to be three thousand, but that is just a figurative number.

In fact, the Purple Sky Palace is vast and boundless. During Hongjun's three sermons, there were more than three thousand living beings sitting inside...

Penglai Fairy Island.

"You five will stay here to comprehend the Dao, and I and your two masters will go to listen to the teachings."

After Ling Xiao gave instructions to Maitreya and the other four, he took Jie Yin and Zhunti and flew out of Penglai Island.

"Brother, wait a minute!"

After the three of them left the fairy island, they saw a boy transformed by the King of the East guarding the mountain gate in front of it.

Zhunti's eyes flashed with cunning, and he said, "This fellow injured Ao Guang and attacked the Fairy Island. It's too easy for him to be let go after letting him stand here for three thousand years!"

"Oh? What's your plan, Third Brother?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly. As the saying goes, life needs fun. If the enemy looks angry, then one's own expression must be happy.

Zhunti stroked his chin with one hand, pondering for a long time, and then smiled and said: "Let Dong Wanggong turn into a turtle and carry my three brothers to the Zixiao Palace!"

"Ah? This is too wonderful! Third brother, you are really a genius!" Jie Yin's eyes were filled with excitement, and he murmured, "After he goes to Zixiao Palace, what expressions will those well-known masters have when they see him?"

Zhunti looked at Jie Yin and said, "Hehehehe."

Jie Yin looked at Zhunti and put his arm around her shoulder, "Hehehehe."

Ling Xiao clapped his hands and laughed, saying: "If you can get one of the two, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, you can pacify the world. I am talking about you two brothers."

In the innate formation, Dong Wanggong transformed into a little boy and stood in the sun. Although the sun was shining brightly, he felt cold all over.

He hung his head, looked at the tip of his shoes, had a gloomy face, and wanted to die.

No.

What are you trying to do? Can you please not let me hear it?

Even if it's just killing a pig, there's no need to tell it that it's time to kill it...

The word "cruel" is not enough to describe you beasts.

Dong Wanggong's eyes were spitting fire. He could tolerate his aunt, but not his uncle! He clenched his fists and trembled with anger! !
In a frenzy, Dong Wanggong ran towards Ling Xiao and the other two. His lips were trembling with anger, so his pronunciation was distorted. He shouted, "I'm not going to fight with you!" The natural result was that he was beaten up by Jie Yin and Zhunti, and then he obediently turned into a giant turtle.

"Oh my God! I shouldn't have come to the East China Sea!"

"Woo woo, these damn bastards, my life is so difficult..."

Dong Wanggong looked up at the sky, feeling sad, and flew towards the asshole with Ling Xiao and the other two on his back.

It was hard for him to imagine that after he went to Zixiao Palace, his familiar Taoist friends would see him like this...

In the boundless chaos.

Billions of divine rainbows were extremely bright, constantly streaking across the dark void and flying towards the depths.

At the same time, Ling Xiao and his group learned from the conversations of those cultivators that there had been some minor frictions between the Wu Clan and Di Jun Taiyi in the past three thousand years.

Although a full-blown fight did not break out, the calamity energy between heaven and earth had already been revealed.

The two forces have now become evenly matched.

Everyone knows that once a war breaks out, both sides will suffer, so they are all restraining themselves.

Nowadays, the forces of both sides have become the strongest forces in the prehistoric world.

Sitting on the turtle and flying towards the Zixiao Palace, Ling Xiao and the other two were bored, so they started talking about the Sanxian Island.

Because they didn't want Dong Wanggong to hear, the three of them whispered to each other.

"Brother, you said before that the chaos fragments were transformed into three fairy islands. Now, Penglai Fairy Island has been occupied by us."

"I don't know when the abbot and the two islands of Yingzhou will appear."

"The Penglai Fairy Island alone has made my three brothers so wealthy. The treasures in Fangzhang and Yingzhou are definitely not scarce either."

After hearing what Zhunti said, Ling Xiao fell into memories. According to the prehistoric novels he had read, two fairy islands usually came into being after the second lecture of Zixiao Palace.

Then many powerful people rushed to fight for it.

"After the second lecture at Zixiao Palace is over, the two fairy islands will surely appear. Then, we will make plans."

Ling Xiao's eyes sparkled. He would recruit disciples in the future and revive the western land. As for treasures, he would never have too few.

The turtle transformed by Dong Wanggong was very fast, but not as fast as the Three Pure Ones, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and other well-known powerful people who had arrived at Zixiao Palace a hundred years ago.

The Wu Clan and Emperor Jun Taiyi, although they felt that Hongjun's teachings were useless, but the second sermon was about the way of quasi-saints, so they came here with great expectations.

At this time, Ling Xiao and the other two were riding on a huge black turtle that fell from the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Countless people looked at it and immediately felt the yang power of the turtle.

Then he recognized the three Ling Xiao brothers.

The twelve ancient witches, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong Yun, all stepped forward and greeted with smiles on their faces.

Seeing this scene, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and other powerful beings were all extremely surprised.

Why are these unruly witches, Dijun Taiyi, the protective Zhen Yuanzi, and the good-natured Hong Yun so polite to Ling Xiao?
Before Ling Xiao came here, he had suppressed his cultivation to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. At this moment, he observed everyone and found that after three thousand years, the cultivation of a number of well-known powerful people had also reached the late stage of Daluo.

"Change back to human form."

At this time, Ling Xiao looked at Dong Wanggong.

Dong Wanggong hesitated for a long time, and then turned back to his original appearance, a middle-aged man in a purple robe. At this moment, his eyes were full of resentment and he looked evasive, not daring to look at everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong, you..."

The stunningly beautiful Queen Mother of the West took a few steps forward, looked at him in amazement, and then seemed to be hesitant to speak.

As she said the name, everyone immediately turned their eyes to Dong Wanggong, and you could hear a pin drop in the place.

(End of this chapter)