Chapter 187

"Deceive people too much!"

"Zhunti, how dare you deceive me like this!"

In Zixiao palace, Nu Wa saw this scene. Her pretty face turned white and her whole body trembled. She couldn't help taking out the red Hydrangea and smashing it at Xumi mountain.

On Xumi mountain, zhunti Taoist hurried to meet the Taoist guide, and kept shouting: "disaster, senior brother. I'm going here, and I'm in big trouble!"

"We saints are immortal. What disaster can we have? Younger martial brother, don't be so alarmed, and tell me to be my brother!"

Then the Taoist priest smiled. Instead of paying attention to the quasi Taoist priest's words, he felt that he was making a fuss.

In the famine, saints are invincible. What evil can affect them.

However, as soon as the voice of the Taoist guide fell, before the quasi Taoist answered, he saw a huge red Hydrangea, dragging a long tail flame, flying from the sky and bumping into Xumi mountain.

Nu Wa has no worries when she makes a move with hatred. The power of the saints has exploded. How powerful is it? It can be called horizontal pressure on the heavens. No matter how exquisite the Western array is, how can it be stopped?

"Boom!"

With a roar, the whole Xumi mountain was shaking, showing huge cracks. A section of the mountain fell off and fell into the open sea, setting off boundless waves.

For a moment, the wind and clouds around Xumi mountain were turbulent, filled with smoke and dust, huge waves, and countless creatures fled in a hurry, making a good paradise a miasma.

"Nu Wa, you..."

Xumishan can be said to be his lifeblood. It is conceivable that he has created this trauma and led to the pain in the heart. How could he not be angry and immediately took out the green lotus treasure flag to fight Nu Wa.

"Elder martial brother, never!"

The zhunti Taoist hurriedly ran forward and held the Taoist to stop him.

Today's matter is their fault. Let Nu Wa vent, and it will be over.

But if you move your hand, it will make a big deal. If you want to understand the cause and effect again, you don't know how much it will cost?

"Younger martial brother, why did you stop me?"

"Xumi mountain was badly damaged by this blow. If you want to repair it, I don't know how many days and how much time it will take!"

"Moreover, we are weak in the West. If we are humiliated and don't fight back, won't we make people all over the world laugh? We bear the name of incompetence?"

"In this way, what face do we have to preach in the east?"

Even if he was held by zhunti Taoist priest, the Taoist priest was still angry. He grasped the green lotus treasure flag in his hand to teach Nu Wa a lesson and let all living beings know:

Western religion is not easy to provoke!

"Elder martial brother, it's my fault! It's all younger martial brother's fault. Younger martial brother asked for it!"

Forcibly seizing the green lotus treasure flag, zhunti Taoist said with a wry smile, and told the receiver everything that had happened before.

"Alas! Younger martial brother, you are confused!"

With a helpless sigh, the Taoist priest took back his magic power. It's not good to fight back.

"Nuwa Taoist friend, this is my fault. I'm here to compensate Taoist friend!"

"Now, Taoist friends are angry, Xumi mountain has been seriously damaged, and younger martial brother has been scolded by the teacher. Are you still satisfied?"

"Can you accept the magic power?"

It is worthy of being a saint who is good at heart. In a flash, the Taoist priest adjusted his state of mind, restored his compassionate appearance, and said to the red Hydrangea in the air.

"Hum!"

"Next time, I swear I won't stop!"

With a cold hum, Nu Wa put away the red Hydrangea and returned to the sky. With one to two, Nu Wa did not dare to force too much unless she was reasonable.

"Sorry, senior brother!"

When things subsided, zhunti Taoist looked at a messy Xumi mountain and said with a little guilt.

"It doesn't matter. Younger martial brother is also thinking of the West. Just pay attention next time!"

At this point, regret is useless, and the Taoist guide can't blame the quasi Taoist, so he can only put it down.

"The teacher came, but I didn't notice it at all. It's incredible!"

"As saints, how can the gap be so big? Is it that the teacher has reached the realm of saints?"

I thought that if I became a saint, I could at least find out some of his realm, even if I couldn't compare with Hongjun, but today's event is a big blow to the Taoist guide.

Taoist Hongjun came to the door. He didn't even notice it. It was terrible.

………………

"Eight nine Xuangong?"

"The quasi Taoist is generous!"

After reading the information from the zhunti Taoist, Feng Zichen sighed.

The eight nine Xuangong, the first body refining skill of Buddhism, cultivates the supreme magic power to become a relic, refine the immortal golden body, never destroy and defeat, and suppress the ten worlds.

However, his kindness is doomed to be in vain.

"Heresy!" for this method, Feng Zichen despised it very much.

In terms of mana, he has the inheritance of Sanqing and the congenital Sanyuan Taoist Scripture, which is only stronger than 89 Xuangong.

In terms of refining body, he has Pangu inheritance and chaotic demon God inheritance. Taking any one out is better than eight or nine Xuangong. It can be said that in the flood and famine, no one can match except zuwu.

This law is handed down by saints and cannot be handed down to outsiders at will. In this way, it seems superfluous to put it in his hand.

"Let's put it first!"

"The most important cause and effect in the west is that there is nothing in it. I don't know the dark hand. Once I practice, who knows what will happen?"

"To be on the safe side, it's better not to read or want!"

Thinking like this, Feng Zichen used her magic power to seal all the memories of the eight nine Xuangong, sink to the depths of the sea and completely forget it.

"Go!"

After all this, Feng Zichen jumped into the void and came to the West pole in the blink of an eye.

……

In the West pole, the Qi of congenial Geng gold is diffuse and very sharp. It scrapes on people like a knife. It hurts immensely.

The more you go inside, the sharper the Qi of congenital Geng gold is. In the end, every breath of congenital Geng gold is no less than Da Luo's blow, forcing Feng Zichen to stop and shout in:

"Zichen of the Terran family, come to visit the white tiger saint!"

Among the five elements holy beasts, only the heads of the three tribes dominate the flood and famine, which can be called his majesty. Although the status of Xuanwu and Baihu is high, they are only the deputy of ZuLong and linzu, and their status is half weak.

"Huh?"

"Why didn't anyone answer?"

"It's rare that the white tiger Saint fell asleep?"

After waiting for a moment, no one answered. Feng Zichen was puzzled. Just about to continue shouting, he saw a magnificent golden light sweeping across.

"No!"

In her heart, Feng Zichen hurriedly took out a blue pearl and sacrificed it. The bright light twinkled. The nine day vigorous wind roared out and blocked all the golden light.