GBP Chapter 429 The Two Saints of the West Arrive
Chapter 429 The Two Saints of the West Arrive
Chapter 429 The Two Western Saints Arrive
In an instant, all the disciples became anxious.
Blocked outside Sishui Pass and Jiepai Pass, the army could not advance, and the investiture of the gods was repeatedly delayed.
Among them, the most anxious were Daoist Duobao and Daoist Randeng. Although they were unaware that the other was also inclined towards the West, and even less aware that the two saints of the Western Sect had contacted each other at the same time, if the progress stopped, the Western Sect would not be able to develop into a great force, and their plans would also fall through.
Daoist Duobao, being a member of the Jie Sect, could only feel anxious.
At this moment, the Daoist Ran Deng, the second-in-command of the Chan Sect, slowly stepped forward, bowed to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable in the heavens, and proposed:
“Master, if it takes four saints working together to break the formation… even if Goddess Nuwa comes, she will still be one short. How about we invite those two from the Western Sect?”
After Ran Deng finished speaking, Tongtian Jiaozhu glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun with a mocking look, as if his disciple had openly betrayed the sect.
Yuanshi Tianzun gave Randeng a deep look.
"it is good."
Despite the pressure, the Taoist Ran Deng went to the side to cast a spell to invite someone.
Duobao muttered "foolish" to himself, his expression relaxing slightly. He then bowed to the Tongtian Sect Leader and asked in a low voice:
"Master, shall we go to Jiepai Pass to rest?"
This place is where the disciples of the Chan Sect gathered and where the army of Xiqi was located, so the Jie Sect faced many inconveniences here.
Now that the Three Pure Ones are falling apart, it's always good to avoid them.
The Master of Heaven refused, saying:
"No need."
He stood before the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Supreme Sage, waiting for the two Western Saints to arrive, to see how arrogant they were.
Under the blazing sun,
Finally, two auspicious clouds drifted in from the horizon, and the Daoist Zhunti's signature hair bun adorned with flowers could be seen from beyond the nine heavens. From afar, he raised his hand in congratulations:
"Upon receiving your request, I immediately came here with my senior brother to assist you two fellow Daoists. It has been many years since we parted ways in Heaven. The Supreme Sage and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable are still the same as before."
The auspicious clouds still filled the sky, leaving no room for his own auspicious clouds at all.
There weren't many auspicious clouds of merit to begin with, and compared to these three, they seemed even fewer.
Zhunti silently put away his auspicious cloud.
Although the Guide Daoist on the side was not as sallow and thin as the Zhunti Daoist, he also had curly hair and a yellow robe. He was not as cheerful as his junior brother. Although he had a smile on his face, it did not reach his eyes, and he looked very distant.
Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand:
Thank you.
The Supreme Sage stroked the head of the blue ox.
He was only concerned that his ox seemed agitated today, wondering if he had fed it too much Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.
“Niu Niu, after we return to the Tushita Palace, I will only give you half a gourd of golden pills each day.”
Upon hearing this, Qingniu...
The sky collapsed and the earth caved in!
In his desperation, the cow uttered a human-like cry: "No~~"
Oranges and interest both require the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir!
The bull kept nudging the Supreme Sage with its horns, as if it wanted to start a bullfighting contest just to get a single golden elixir.
It was Grand Master Xuandu who slapped the bull's head.
The blue ox immediately stopped moving.
Upon seeing these two, the Master of Heaven felt an itch to speak. He swept his gaze over them from head to toe.
"Oh."
Although he didn't say anything sarcastic, Jieyin and Zhunti felt that his insults were very offensive.
The guide's expression turned serious, forcing a smile, but his skin sagged slightly, making his forced smile look rather unsettling.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, it's been a long time. The three of you were originally from the same sect, so why has this commotion escalated?"
Zhunti Daoist's smile became more normal. Their Western Sect was not involved in the Investiture of the Gods War, so naturally they would not receive the merits afterward. Now that they were involved, they didn't have to sacrifice their disciples, so why not?
He also chimed in, feigning concern and offering advice:
“Yes, fellow Daoist, why don’t you remove the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and give each other a way out? It would be better than Master Hongjun scolding you.”
Seeing that the two of them had come at the invitation of the Chan Sect and seemed quite confident, the Tongtian Sect Leader sneered coldly:
"You can't even clear the snow in front of your own door, yet you're rushing here in a panic. If you had time to persuade me, the Western Religion would have flourished long ago."
“You!” The guide’s eyes deepened.
Their Western religion is unable to develop because they made a great vow to become saints, which is why their strength is inferior to that of the other saints. In addition, they are located in a remote place and their earth veins are damaged.
But the Tongtian Sect Leader used it as a sarcastic sword, piercing his heart.
The smile on Zhunti Daoist's face froze for a moment, but he continued:
"Now that the four of us sages have come to break your Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, we can break it no matter how powerful it is. Master Tongtian should worry more about himself."
He originally thought he could hold off the Tongtian Sect Leader. Although the Four Swords of Zhuxian were obtained from the Treasure Dividing Cliff and were treasures for slaying immortals and blocking saints, he believed that the four saints working together could still break through them.
Unexpectedly, the Master of Heaven remained calm and composed, saying without any urgency:
"Oh, it took four of you Saints to break my formation, even with just one Saint setting it up. Are you proud of that?"
Master Zhunti: ...
With these words, the Master of Heaven had insulted all four of them.
For a moment, the two Westerners blushed.
The Supreme Sage was still looking down at the ox, and almost dropped his flat cane on him.
Yuanshi Tianzun hesitated, then finally let out a soft breath.
My junior brother is always like this. Oh well, oh well.
As soon as the reddened face of the Guide Daoist subsided, he hurriedly addressed the Supreme Sage and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable:
"Since the Tongtian Sect Leader has said so, let's break the formation immediately."
"Hurry up and break it; this is all the merit you Westerners are relying on," the Tongtian Sect Leader mocked.
The guide took several deep breaths to suppress his resentment.
He then took a step ahead of the others and headed towards the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
The saintly aura emanating from him was unleashed by the Tongtian Sect Leader's few words, and he cleaved towards the Zhuxian Sword Formation like an arc of a scalpel.
Just as Yang Jiao had calmed her mind, a powerful pressure descended upon her.
Unlike the feeling of the Three Pure Ones, this one was extremely predatory, and she swayed unsteadily.
"Jieyin or Zhunti?"
She naturally knew that breaking the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation would require the assistance of the Two Sages of the West, so she immediately sat up straighter at the center of the formation and placed the Chaos Bell out.
Although the Tongtian Sect Leader stood outside the formation, he seemed to be able to see Yang Jiao inside. He frowned, raised his hand, and poured his magic power into the Zhuxian Sword.
Before the Guide Daoist even stepped into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, the sword, imbued with a world-destroying aura, violently deflected his magical power back.
puff.
The guide took several steps back before stopping.
All he could see was the Tongtian Sect Leader slowly walking past him, his magnificent robes unable to diminish his stunning appearance, before stepping into the formation.
Only a lingering echo remained in the mountains:
"I haven't even entered the formation yet, who gave you the audacity to go in first?"