Chapter 1016: The new ‘saint’ in the West

The Sakyamuni tribe’s preaching was done by the quasi-sage Taoist personally, and the disciple who gained a quasi-sage realm was naturally very happy.
This person is the key to their breaking the game. Whether it is a prospective or a guide, they all attach great importance to it.
I saw the Sakyamuni saint walking slowly, bowing to the quasi-said Taoist, and then bowing to the leading Taoist.
"I have seen Master, Master Uncle."
The leading Taoist nodded slightly, and then smiled and said: "You have a smooth road to sanctification. There is no need to worry about this, but you still have to overcome the fate."
Sage Sakyamuni nodded slightly and signaled that he was clear about this matter. Master Zhunzhun mentioned this matter to him many times.
Just before Saint Sakyamuni could react, he saw that the leading Taoist swiped with one hand, and a golden light spread out in the sky.
I saw an illusion of mountains and rivers manifesting, and the saint Sakyamuni was taken aback for a moment, and there was obviously some surprise in his expression.
"this is?"
"This is the land of Central Kyushu."
The leading Taoist pointed at the phantom of the mountains and rivers and said, "This is a barren land. It was designated by the Xuanyuan clan back then and should be the land I teach."
The light in the eyes of the saintly Shakya flickered, and his heart was extremely excited.
It is really a great opportunity to open the land of Kyushu.
It's just that the enlisting Taoist poured cold water on the saint Sakyamuni: "Although it is a wild land, there are still pagan disciples here."
Hearing this, Saint Sakyamuni bowed and said, "Uncle Master, please help me out."
"There is Pasa Sect preaching on South Manduo Island, you should lead the congregation to conquer."
The Taoist Taoist said is extremely simple, but it is very difficult to do it. After all, this is the first time that Sakyamuni has done such things.
It just means that the people who lead the Taoist are somewhat helpless.
If it wasn't for the existence of Zhenxi Dragon Palace, why would they do these things?
I saw the Sakyamuni saint thinking for a while, and then said: "The disciple understands, this is a catastrophe for the disciple, and the disciple should do everything with all his heart."
The leading Taoist nodded slightly, and his face was relieved. This time the incident was said to be catastrophe and protection.
After all, he didn't have a few quasi saints enough to cut down for him the Dragon King.
"It shouldn't be too late, let's start today." The Taoist leader nodded slightly, and then with a wave of his arm, a golden gate was unfolded.
But at this moment, a laughter rang.
"Let me take a look, what is this going to do?"
As soon as the voice fell, the breath condensed around the leading Taoist. The Zhunti Taoist beside him took the lead to recover. Looking up, only a man and a woman came from the east.
It was Dragon Emperor Ao Fan, and his precious apprentice Xu Nu.
The leading Taoist thought that Ao Fan would come, but he didn't expect to come so punctually.
And the saint Sakyamuni on his side was condensed at this time, and he was shocked to find that he could not stop Ao Fan's pressure.
When I was shocked, I suddenly remembered that the Master had told me about the Dragon Emperor when he preached in the past.
Ao Fan and Xu Ji slowly descended, and then their eyes fell on the Taoist who received the guide and the Taoist Zhunzi, with an inexplicable light in their eyes.
"Why did you two open the door?"
Hearing Ao Fan's question, the look on the face of the leading Taoist was very ugly, but he still didn't dare to yell at him, he just bowed to Ao Fan.
"Why did the Dragon Emperor come here?"
"You are not honest, I'll take a look."
Ao Fan shook his head with a smile, and then turned his gaze to Saint Sakyamuni's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled and said, "Whose apprentice is this, it's a bit of luck."
When the words fell, the Daoist Zhun said, but he stretched out his hand to move the saint Sakyamuni back, and said, "Dragon Emperor, this is a poor disciple."
"It's hard to conceal a murderous spirit, you are going to kill someone."
Ao Fan smiled slightly and said something meaningfully, causing the three people in front of him to suddenly change their expressions.
The three of them thought that Ao Fan was going to stop him, but after Ao Fan said this, he didn't move.
Looking at the saint Sakyamuni, Ao Fan said, "You can make a great work, but I want to see what flowers you can turn out."
As he said, Long Wei on his body pressed towards the saint Sakyamuni.
As if the mountains were crushing, the saint Sakyamuni wanted to stop him, but he was taken the lead by the master in front of him.
I saw the golden light surging on the quasi-tiding Taoist, and his spiritual power swarmed out, rushing towards the Long Wei who was pressing on his head.
It seems that the momentum is huge, but it will only be blocked.
Even the leading Taoist on the side was full of helplessness, and it was definitely a bad move.
This Ao Fan didn't seem to exert any great effort, but Quasi-Withdrawal showed all his strength.
"Humph!"
He only heard that Ao Fan snorted coldly, and then he found that the person who mentioned the Taoist face turned pale.
At the same time, all the dragon power on Ao Fan's body dissipated, as if the incident had never happened before.
The pressure on the quasi-said Taoist dropped sharply, and he couldn't help taking a breath.
"It's just that the more you live, the more you go back. For the purpose of preaching, even if your own cultivation level can be reduced, you are the first person among the saints."
Ao Fan's ridicule came, and the quasi-speaking Taoist was somewhat speechless with just one sentence, and he became silent for a while.
After a while, the quasi-teacher said, "What the Dragon Emperor taught."
Ao Fan felt boring. This time I just came to see the birth of the Sakyamuni saint. As expected, this time I should go to Sanfa Posuomen in Central Kyushu.
Thinking of this, Ao Fan couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
After this battle, the Posuomen will disappear completely and be transformed into the Eight Tribes of the Heavenly Dragon. As for the remnants, they are the ones that Ao Fan values.
Yin Cao Jifu! I am waiting for you to evolve!
The Houtu Emperor only occupies the Nether Land, and even after he was enshrined in the gods, the Dongyue Great Emperor he had entrusted was nothing more than an 18-story underground mansion in that Nether World.
The land of the earth is still weaker than the land after that. As one of the six imperials, the land is so easy to be overthrown. He still needs to completely separate this nether world before he has his own opportunities.
With golden light flickering in his eyes, Ao Fan then chuckled lightly, turned and walked towards the West Dragon Palace in the town, ignoring the three of them.
It wasn't until Ao Fan disappeared that the three of them came back to their senses. Then, the Taoist was slightly frowned, and he looked at Saint Sakyamuni and said, "Don't neglect, you can concentrate on doing things, the Dragon King will have me waiting here."
Sakyamuni nodded slightly and said, "The disciple understands."
After speaking, I saw the saint Sakyamuni stepping into the gate, followed by countless congregations.
It was a little relieved to see the Taoist lead and the prospective Taoist who watched this scene.
It's just that the two of them didn't notice, in the palace, a pair of eyes were watching this scene.
It wasn't until the tens of thousands of cultists disappeared that they disappeared into the palace.
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