God: I have a wild world!

Chapter 133 [Zhunti picks up and makes a big wish, owes merit to Heaven on credit]

Zhunti and Jieyin didn't think that their talents could surpass them. After all, even the existence of Taiqing Laozi, who was transformed by Pan Gu's primordial spirit, and who followed his feet, had been stuck in this realm for so long.

What's more, Sanqing and Donghuang's testimony is like a storm erupting in the prehistoric world, if they can't keep up with the footsteps of these holy powerhouses.

I'm afraid that when this storm passes, the prehistoric resources will have been divided up, and they won't even have a sip of the thin soup.

Sanqing's creation of the religion can directly become holy, one reason is that they create a religion by themselves, and each person enjoys a share of merit.

The second reason is that Sanqing already has the merit of opening the sky.

However, Zhunti and Jieyin didn't have the merit of opening the sky, and now the two of them jointly created the merit of the Western religion, so it is naturally impossible to become a saint.

Zhunti Jieyin looked at each other, and they both saw the same determination in each other's eyes:

"If I attain the supreme Bodhi and attain full enlightenment, the Buddha realm where I live will possess immeasurable and inconceivable merit and adornment.

There are no hells, hungry ghosts, beasts, snails and wriggling creatures, all sentient beings, as well as the flame-mara realm, among the three evil paths, come to be reborn in my land, and be transformed by my law.
When I became a Buddha, everything from the earth to the sky, palaces, towers, pools, flowers and trees, and lands were all composed of immeasurable precious fragrances, and their fragrances pervaded the worlds in the ten directions.

When I became a Buddha, all the Bodhisattvas in the Buddhalands of the ten directions, who had heard my name, all grasped the purity, liberation, and universal samadhi, and all the deep and total upholding, abiding in samadhi, until they became Buddhas.

When I become a Buddha, all Bodhisattvas in other worlds who hear my name, practice Bodhisattva conduct, possess the foundation of virtue, and do not obtain one, two, three forbearance at that time, and those who cannot manifest non-regression in the Buddha's Dharma, do not attain correct enlightenment. ..."

Zhunti and Jieyin made fifty great wishes in succession before stopping.

Hearing the words, Da Neng in the prehistoric world took a deep breath.

I didn't expect Zhunti and Jieying to be so decisive and so ruthless to me.

He insisted on making fifty great vows, "crediting" merits to the Heavenly Dao, and bit the bullet to claim the position of the Heavenly Dao Saint.

After Zhunti and Jieyin made these grand wishes to the Dao of Heaven in a loud voice, the infinite golden light lit up again on the sky, and the sound of the rumbling Dao resounded between heaven and earth.

The golden light of merit reappeared and descended from the sky, submerging Zhunti in a mighty way.

Hundreds of millions of golden lotuses spread out, emitting immeasurable divine light, overwhelmingly occupying the sky above the entire western world.

The golden lotus bloomed, and it rained hundreds of millions of golden silks. Zhunti, who was full of sacred light, walked out of it, with a calm and peaceful face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Although Zhunti took the initiative to be ruthless and made fifty grand wishes in a row, he credited a lot of merit from Tiandao.

But in any case, there are now two heavenly saints in the west, and the Western religion has become one of the top forces in the prehistoric world.

In the eyes of the prehistoric people, one of the top forces before: the Witch Clan, plummeted and became a second-rate force. I am afraid that it will not be long before it will either be destroyed or be divided up.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The monster clan is sharpening their swords and preparing to attack the witch clan on a large scale to dominate the prehistoric world.

And Zhunti and Jieyin are also gearing up, preparing to take a few "destined people" to strengthen the Western religion when the Wu clan falls apart.

Just as the two sides were about to attack together, the Twelve Ancestral Witches walked out of the sea of ​​blood in one piece.

That's right, none of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is missing.

This time, the prehistoric people were astonished. They had clearly heard that the Houtu Ancestral Witch used his body to transform into reincarnation, and they were also recognized by the Dao, and the merits of the Dao were lowered.

They originally thought that Houtu had dedicated themselves just like that, but they didn't expect that Houtu would still appear alive in their field of vision.

Not only that, but today's Houtu is also full of supreme aura, every frown and smile is in harmony with the prehistoric world, and every gesture exudes a terrifying aura that suppresses everything.

"Houtu is not only alive, but also sanctified!"

The minds of all the prehistoric powers seemed to be hit by a meteorite falling from the sky, and their hearts were turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Even the army of monster tribes who had assembled at Nantianmen and were ready to go was stunned, not knowing what to do.

The expression on Di Jun's face instantly returned from being excited to calm, and his eyes revealed a light of wisdom, and finally stopped the movement of the monster army.

"Retract the army! We will discuss it in the future!"

Di Jun said.

"Brother, even if Houtu proves the Dao and becomes a saint, why not be afraid, I am also the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and with the blessing of the Eastern Emperor Bell, I will definitely be able to suppress her!"

Dong Huangtai was in a hurry.

"Second brother, I know what you think, and I also hate the Wu Clan to the bone, and I want to get rid of them and quickly dominate the prehistoric world.

But the sage of heaven is immortal, and I guess the same is true for the sage of Dao. Even if you have the Eastern Emperor Bell, you can't kill her.

At that time, Di Jiang will hold him back as his brother, how can Kunpeng and Fuxi be able to deal with the other ten ancestor witches? "

Di Jun explained with a long sigh.

"Even if I can't kill her, I can temporarily suppress her with the Donghuang Bell! By the time she escapes, the Emperor has already wiped out the entire Wu clan!"

Donghuang Taiyi continued to say that he wanted to persuade Emperor Jun to send troops to Buzhou Mountain and launch a full-scale siege on the Wu Clan.

"But if Houtu escapes from trouble, my monster clan will have to face the attack of a Daoist sage. May I ask how many people in my monster clan can survive except you?"

Di Jun said bitterly.

"Brother..."

Donghuang Taiyi still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Di Jun:
"This matter has been decided in this way, don't talk about it for now, during the period of your retreat, Xihe has already given birth to ten sons for brother Wei.

If you have time, go and see them. "

Di Jun said.

When the Eastern Emperor Tai heard this, the resentment on his face instantly turned into surprise.

Although the last time Dijun borrowed the Heavenly Marriage, his plan to attack the Heavenly Dao Saint was disrupted by the Wu Clan, but he still lost a small amount of Heavenly Dao merit.

These heavenly virtues were distributed to Xihe by Emperor Jun. Under the "care" of Tiandao, Xihe, who possessed the heavenly virtues, broke the law that the stronger the stronger, the harder it is to have children.

Like laying eggs, ten little Golden Crows were born in one go, and they had the cultivation base of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm as soon as they were born.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun are the closest brothers. In the case of Donghuang Taiyi's own son, Di Jun's heirs can be said to be no different from Donghuang's heirs.

As soon as Donghuang Tai heard the words, he directly pulled Di Jun and traveled through the void to see his little nephew.

On the other side, although the Nether world is gradually expanding after the six-path reincarnation disk sank into the sea of ​​blood, Houtu and the ancestral witches returned to the ancestral witch hall on Buzhou Mountain to ensure the safety of the tribe.

(End of this chapter)