PFC Chapter 416: Four Saints Gathered
Chapter 416: Four Saints Gathered
"Yuanshi, I am here today and will never let you hurt my disciples of Jiejiao!" The voice of Master Tongtian pierced the clouds and echoed in everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's face instantly turned gloomy. He glared at her and gnashed his teeth as he said:
"Tongtian, you keep calling me Yuanshi, but do you still remember that I am your second brother?"
"You and I are of the same lineage, but now you are making an enemy of me just for those disrespectful and reckless people of Jiejiao."
Master Tongtian sneered, "Second brother? Humph, if you really regarded me as a brother, you would not have come here from Kunlun Mountain today to kill my disciples."
"The friendship between you and me disappeared the moment you decided to attack the disciples of Jiejiao."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Tongtian, most of your disciples do not know the destiny, do not follow the will of heaven, and try to stop the great cause of attacking Shang. This is against the will of heaven and goes against the will of heaven."
"As the leader of Jiejiao, you not only fail to discipline them, but also indulge them in their wrongdoings. You are digging your own grave, do you know that?"
"Besides, who gave them the courage to kill my disciple? Now, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao have probably become a joke in the prehistoric world."
Tongtian Sect Master had a calm expression, a smile on his face, and said slowly:
"Yuanshi, you and I both know the reason for the destiny, so there is no need to be so pretentious and humiliate my disciples."
"If you are one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and you are really capable, why would you end up like this?"
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just look at the disciples I have accepted. Which one is not stronger than your twelve golden immortals?"
"As for the vision of accepting disciples, there is no one in the prehistoric world who has a better eye than me."
"Your Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect have changed their names, and my disciples have removed the dross and retained the essence for you. You should thank them."
"I think the Six Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect are pretty good, much better than the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's face became even gloomier, almost as if water could drip out of it. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a cold voice:
"Tongtian, don't talk nonsense! Do you think those creatures you have taken in, who were born from eggs and covered with fur and horns, are worthy of being compared with my disciples? It's ridiculous!"
Luo Shu, who was standing aside, listened to what Master Tongtian said and silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart.
"As expected of the free-spirited Tongtian, every word he said pierced Yuanshi Tianzun's heart."
As Luo Shu thought about it, he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's inky black face and gave him a thumbs up in his heart again.
When Tongtian heard Yuanshi Tianzun's disdain and contempt for Jiejiao's disciples, his face darkened and he said in a cold voice:
"Yuanshi, if you hear your people from the Chan Sect insulting my disciples from the Jie Sect, don't blame me for being rude!"
Yuanshi Tianzun suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
He understood that arguing with Master Tongtian at this moment would be useless and would only make things worse.
Judging from the last fight, Yuanshi Tianzun has clearly realized the gap in strength between himself and Tongtian Jiaozhu. It was a battle without suspense and he was defeated completely.
Especially since he had already lost face once before in public.
The scene of that disastrous defeat could not help but emerge in Yuanshi Tianzun's mind. His body was knocked away by Tongtian Jiaozhu, like a kite with a broken string, looking in a miserable state.
The feeling of humiliation and powerlessness still pierces his heart like a sharp blade.
He really didn't want to be beaten by Master Tongtian again in front of so many people, without any chance of fighting back, and become the laughing stock of everyone in the prehistoric world.
However, Yuanshi Tianzun also knew that he could not leave at this moment. If he chose to retreat at this critical moment, it would undoubtedly declare to everyone that he was afraid of Tongtian.
Therefore, he was looking for a way to break the impasse, a way that could both save his face and avoid a head-on conflict with Master Tongtian.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he denied them one by one.
This dilemma, like an unsolvable puzzle, put Yuanshi Tianzun into an unprecedented predicament.
At this moment, Tongtian Jiaozhu saw that Yuanshi Tianzun no longer responded, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was about to say something else, there was suddenly a brilliant glow of light in the west, as if the clouds in the sky were dyed with golden edges, or like countless gorgeous flowers blooming in the sky.
There is an indescribable sacred aura in the rosy glow, which makes people feel awe.
Waves of Buddhist chants came from far away and reached everyone's ears.
The Sanskrit sound is melodious and mysterious, as if it can cleanse people's souls and make them forget the troubles of the world.
Everyone was attracted by this sudden strange sight and turned to look, only to see two figures slowly floating in the western sky.
The two men were wearing Taoist robes, one with a bitter face and the other with a kind face. They were the two saints from the West - Jie Yin Taoist and Zhunti Taoist.
Seeing this, Luo Shu raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "Why are the two saints from the West here? No wonder there was a saying in the past life that in the ancient world, wherever there is excitement, there are these two people."
When Yuanshi Tianzun saw the two saints from the West coming here, he was secretly worried.
He thought that the arrival of the two saints from the West might be able to break the current deadlock and bring about a turning point.
Yuanshi Tianzun's thoughts were fleeting, and then he smiled and greeted him. His voice was gentle and carried a hint of imperceptible expectation:
"My two Taoist friends, how come you have the leisure to come here today?"
The two saints from the West slowly descended from the clouds with lotus flowers under their feet. They wanted to greet Tongtian, but unexpectedly, Yuanshi Tianzun came up to them.
However, when Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, their originally kind faces suddenly turned gloomy.
One of the Zhunti Taoists frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes:
"My master and I are saints. There is no place in the prehistoric world that we cannot go. But fellow Daoist Yuanshi has a lot of free time, so he also came here for a visit."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned.
He quickly searched his mind for his past interactions with the Two Saints of the West, but found that he had not offended either of them.
This sudden resentment made him a little confused. Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, revealing a hint of doubt in his eyes:
"My two Taoist friends, what do you mean by that? I don't seem to have any enmity with you guys, do I? Why are you suddenly dissatisfied with me today?"
Upon hearing this, Zhunti snorted coldly, his voice full of dissatisfaction and indignation:
"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi holds the List of Conferred Gods. Don't you know that my disciple Maitreya is already on the list?"
When Yuanshi Tianzun heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be struck by lightning and instantly remembered some forgotten details.
The last time he checked on the three of them, he did catch a glimpse of Maitreya's name on the Conferred God List. However, what did this have to do with him?
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head, trying to sort out his thoughts, and said:
"My two Taoist friends, what does this have to do with me? Why do you treat me like this? Maitreya's inclusion on the list is destiny, and it is not something I can control."
"Bullshit!" Zhunti shouted angrily, "Your eldest disciple Guangchengzi used the Fantian Seal to smash my disciple Maitreya to death. Can you stay out of this matter?"
When Zhunti thought about the Maitreya Buddha whom he had cultivated with great effort, and saw that he was listed on the List of Gods in such an unclear way, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife and was in extreme pain.
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked again. He widened his eyes and looked at the Two Saints of the West in disbelief.
He really didn't know that Guangchengzi killed Maitreya.
Besides, why did Guang Chengzi kill Maitreya? It would be better to kill a few more Jiejiao disciples, which would not only weaken the Jiejiao's strength, but also fill up the Conferred God List.