The Infinite Uchiha.

Chapter 160: The Saint's End [Three Chapters in One]

Once, destiny.

Once, a future famous warrior in the Three Realms!
Soaked in the blood of his heart, the entire body of the Red Blade Spear became increasingly scarlet, and gradually developed a ferocious nature.

It can be predicted that as more and more big names are killed in the future, it will transform to an incredible degree, perhaps being able to match or even surpass the authentic sword in the hands of the Immortal King An Lan.

opposite.

With his heart pierced, every time he moved, Yang Jian felt that he was in boundless pain, which stretched his soul and made it impossible for him to struggle. The agony lasted until he completely lost consciousness.

"Kill Nezha, the third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, and obtain an A-level branch story, with 6,000 reward points."

"Kill Yang Jian, the third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, and obtain an A-level branch story, with 7,500 reward points."

Sanshan Pass.

Fang Xiu, who was playing chess in the pavilion of the general's mansion, was overjoyed. They were indeed the two most outstanding disciples among the three generations of the Chan sect. The reward was more than killing the destined man Jiang Ziya once.

The key point is that the twisted side quests, which are settled only after the main quest is completed, have been improved in completion. It is no exaggeration to say that his own unethical outburst directly ended the new generation of the Chan sect.

Are there any third-generation disciples more outstanding than Nezha and Yang Jian?

Even if you focus on Jiejiao, it is difficult to find.

This time it’s going to be a huge uproar!
It was a really big deal!
With Yuanshi Tianzun's protective personality, three generations of people carrying the tripod are gone... How could he not go crazy!
Some people can make it to the List of Gods, but some cannot, probably because they have wasted their talent in cultivation.

When the Conferred God List absorbed the three souls and seven spirits of the two war immortals, the pressure spread, "Beast! You are looking for death!"

Two voices came from the sky. The handsome Jade Ding Zhenren was wearing a Taoist robe, with a small emerald green tripod floating above his head, but his eyes were full of murderous intent and he no longer had the demeanor of a gentleman.

At one side, Taiyi Zhenren's aura was like blood, and the sword in his hand flashed. Without saying a word, he chopped straight at the Renjiandao and Shuradao who had joined forces to kill his good disciple.

No matter whether it is Yu Ding or Taiyi, they gained fame in later generations thanks to their disciples, especially Taiyi Zhenren, who was famous for protecting his son. He doted on Nezha to the point of lawlessness and gave him many top-grade magic weapons. No matter what kind of disaster Nezha got into, he would catch it all!

The results of it?
died!

Died at the beginning of the great calamity of Conferred Gods!

The two people who rushed over and witnessed this scene almost had their hearts broken and fell into the devil's way on the spot.

How can Xue Ehu and his ilk be considered as third generation disciples? They just accepted the things to take the place of their master to face the disaster. How can they be compared with Nezha and Yang Jian?

"You beast, I'm going to refine you to death!"

Divine thoughts exploded between heaven and earth.

Following the sword light, the next moment, a dragon roar suddenly pierced the sky, and nine fire dragons suddenly ejected out, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, with a terrifying momentum, completely blocking the space where the Human Path and the Shura Path were located, and the space was illuminated as bright as day.

Before he got close, Fang Xiu sensed nine extremely hot auras coming towards him.

——The attitude is very clear, everyone wants revenge.

Taiyi fights two against one.

Jade Ding’s murderous intent locked onto the Heavenly Dao.

"It seems that I have to be prepared to sacrifice my clone."

His expression remained unchanged.

Under the pavilion of the General's Mansion, Fang Xiu made a normal move. He was very open-minded. The Six Paths Puppets were being eliminated very quickly. The old ones had to go before the new ones came. Wouldn't the previous generation of animals become just decorations?

Anyway, there are many powerful people in the Conferred God Realm, and they can be supplemented with stronger and more potential innate creatures.

"Are you in a hurry? How about I accompany you for a walk?" Kong Xuan teased, and then said seriously, "If you and I join forces, even a saint won't dare to underestimate us."

The six paths have the same origin, so sharing vision is a very basic thing. However, Kong Xuan used a stupid method. A wisp of divine consciousness arrived at the battlefield with the Shang army and monitored the development of the situation.

"Need not."

"If the saint doesn't come out, we can just watch the show."

Fang Xiu shook his head. "There's no reason for me to be the only one singing along with the Chan Sect in this scene. Now that it's like this, how can the Jie Sect not come down?"

They thought the progress was too slow, so they poured fuel on the fire in order to lure out the main forces of the two religions. The more chaotic the situation was, the more opportunities the reincarnationists would be able to seize.

Just as expected.

The bell of Yuxu Palace rang, and the disciples quickly gathered. Deputy leader Randeng and the second-generation first disciple Guangchengzi led the immortals to tear the void...

A flag was raised above Jin'ao Island, and all the Qigong practitioners on the island called upon their friends and gathered their disciples, also locking onto the previously inconspicuous battlefield on earth.

Who could not pay attention to the important event of Conferred Gods?

The pale-faced King Wu Jifa keenly noticed that strong auras appeared one after another around the capital, not to mention those hidden figures. The capital of Xiqi suddenly became precarious.

"Bald donkey?"

secretly.

A wisp of divine consciousness representing Kong Xuan turned into a human-shaped incarnation, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

He is a bald man with a big belly. He is not in the barren West teaching land cultivation. Instead, he is sneaky and hides in the background to observe the situation.

Almost at the same time, more than ten Taoist immortals showed up in the north of the city, including Taoist Huanglong, True Lord Qingxu Daode, Tianzun Wenshu Guangfa, etc., plus Taiyi and Yuding who had fallen into madness, and the twelve famous golden immortals gathered together.

The leader was quite flamboyant, his whole body covered in auspicious colorful light. In the middle was a middle-aged Taoist priest, sitting astride a elk. He had a strange appearance, not a fairy, but rather a bit ugly. He also seemed to be recognized by heaven and earth, with five-colored auspicious clouds surrounding him.

on the contrary.

A large group of Jiejiao immortals appeared and stood in the opposite direction. Among them, some were simple-minded and had hot tempers. They were ready to fight and had locked onto the opposite side in advance.

The situation suddenly changed!
A single move affects the whole body!

The three men who had provoked this scene were fighting.

"Strange, which lineage of Qigong practitioner is this? He cultivated his eyes into this shape, with circles inside each other, like ripples spreading out."

With a slight frown, he protected his fellow disciples and brought them to his front, while the long-eared Dingguangxian standing in the back row muttered to himself.

"It's more bad than good."

Zhao Gongming stood with his hands behind his back.

Standing on the left and right are the head of the female immortals of the Jiejiao, the Golden Spirit Mother, and the Great Immortal Wuyun, both of whom are powerful and unfathomable Jiejiao figures.

Seeing these three people coming, Randeng, who was half a generation older than them, looked sullen, but not intimidated.

"These three demons killed Nezha and Yang Jian? Humph!"

Taoist Huanglong said that we all share the same hatred for the enemy.

As he said this, he pretended to go down to help, but was stopped by his eldest brother Guangchengzi.

Do Yuding and Taiyi, who are at the top of the Twelve Golden Immortals, need external help? Anyone with a discerning eye can clearly see what the battle situation is like.

"Are you sure you won't take action?" Kong Xuan asked with a smile, experiencing the feeling of hiding behind the scenes.

Fang Xiu still shook his head, as if he was sitting on a fishing platform: "It's okay to kill them to vent my anger. Anyway, all the fish we want have been caught now. All that's left is for the leaders of each sect to come out in person."

As he spoke, the Red Blade Spear and the Immortal Shield were reversed.

Puppets can die.

High quality props cannot.

In addition, the ancient heritage is long and vast, and under the vast heaven and earth, countless rare treasures are born.

The best among them are the small handful in the hands of the disciples of the major sects, such as the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover of Taiyi Zhenren. Different from the half-baked Samadhi True Fire released by Jinzha and Muzha, they are all constructed of the supreme true fire.

Or maybe Jade Ding Zhenren's sword that slays immortals.

"die!"

At this moment, a look of joy flashed in the eyes of the two great men of the Chan Sect at the same time. After a few rounds of fighting, witnessed by the disciples of both sects, one of them cut off the head of Tiandao, while the other watched coldly as Renjiandao and Shuradao were swallowed by the fire dragon.

"Master..."

The battle situation suddenly changed, and countless powerful men appeared. Wen Zhong, who was shocked by the situation in front of him, spoke quickly.

"Don't be anxious, they are just three puppets, how can they have three souls and six spirits?" The Golden Spirit Mother is extremely beautiful, with a dignified face and a charming charm.

At this moment, she shook her head slightly, signaling this disciple who looked particularly mature to be patient.

Wen Zhong didn't understand.

Although he possessed the third eye, he did not find anything unusual. The way of the human world, the way of heaven, and the way of Shura were no different from those of normal Qigong practitioners. How could it be a puppet?
The next moment, Wen Zhong saw the truth.

The body that clearly has a soul has become empty!
The List of Gods, which was specifically designed to absorb the primordial spirits, showed no reaction.

"Who? Come out!" Taiyi Zhenren, who had finally found a little comfort, roared.

Yu Ding remained silent, coldly examining everything around him. He had to avenge his disciple, and even the coming of a saint could not change his determination.

In fact, it was only at this moment that they discovered that the murderer was someone else, manipulating the situation behind the scenes.

"Hand the people over!"

The first moment, Taiyi Zhenren looked towards the Jiejiao camp, with murderous intent not concealed at all.

"Things that are inferior to others in skills, so let them die. Hey, you don't have the ability to find the murderer, but instead put the blame on me, Jiejiao. Interesting, interesting, you, the Chanjiao, are really interesting."

"Hahaha, I've heard of the great names of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect for a long time. Seeing them today, I find that they are indeed worthy of their reputation."

Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are actually one family.

This has long become a thing of the past.

From the moment the List of Gods was signed personally by the saints of the three religions, the conflicts that had long been unsuppressed among them began to show signs of erupting.

"Empty words!"

Taoist Huang Long frowned and said coldly, "Hand over Wen Zhong. Since he is a general under his command, he must know how these three people came here."

With a cold snort, Zhao Gongming ignored the big loach from the dragon clan.

"If you must do this, then we'll see for ourselves!"

The Jiejiao sect has a consistent character of protecting its own disciples. Seeing that the target was directed at Wen Zhong, the Golden Spirit Mother responded decisively, staring at the so-called senior - the Burning Lamp Taoist with a pair of cold eyes.

"Okay." Yu Ding agreed alone.

Taiyi Zhenren roared to the sky and even more directly changed the direction of the fire dragon on the spot and pounced on Wen Zhong.

A Four-Elephant Pagoda appeared in the palm of the hand of the Golden Spirit Mother. She raised her hand and threw it towards the nine dragons that were roaring towards her. The treasure flew away.

She has been practicing since ancient times and is now one of the most powerful people in the world. In the Jiejiao sect, which is known for its thousands of immortals, her status is second only to Duobao Taoist, and her magical powers are unfathomable.

In the original Conferred Gods story, Fang Xiu's impression of the Golden Spirit Mother was absolutely profound, and the reason for this was naturally her outstanding expressiveness!
When the Conferred Gods Tribulation entered the middle and late stages, she was able to fight against Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang on her own, in addition to the Blue Lion, White Elephant, and Golden Lion that the three had already subdued. [The faces of the three Bodhisattvas were blue, red, and white, and some had three heads and six arms, some had eight heads and six arms, and some had three heads and eight arms. Their bodies were protected by golden lamps, white lotuses, precious beads, necklaces, and radiant light. The Golden Spirit Mother used the Jade Ruyi to fend off the three Bodhisattvas for a long time, and she unconsciously dropped the golden crown on her head into the dust, and her hair was scattered. The Mother fought with her hair loose...]

Among them, Qingshi is the Qiushou Immortal, a master of the Jiejiao sect and one of the seven immortals who attends Tongtian Patriarch. His Taoism and supernatural powers are not inferior to those of Manjusri.

The white elephant is the Lingya Immortal, one of the seven immortals who serve the Jiejiao sect, and the golden-haired lion is the Jinguang Immortal, one of the seven immortals who serve the Jiejiao sect.

According to the development of the original fate line, these three immortals were defeated and captured in the battle with the Chan Sect, and were humiliated to be taken as mounts by Manjusri, Samantabhadra and Cihang, the three future Buddhist Bodhisattvas.

It was under such circumstances that the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, relying on her own strength, was able to fight against six enemies and remain invincible. If it were not for the deputy leader, the Taoist Master Ran Deng, who ignored his elder status and secretly attacked with the Dinghai Divine Pearl, how could the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit have fallen?

——The reason why Fang Xiu chose to partner with Jiejiao to help King Zhou conquer the Zhou Dynasty was also due to his consideration of relevant aspects.

Master Tongtian has many talented people under his command!

The key is loyalty. Wen Zhong never sold out his ideas from beginning to end. Otherwise, he could just say that the real boss is at Sanshan Pass and send most of the immortals of the Chan sect away!
"Tell me, when will Yuanshi Tianzun end his life?"

Kong Xuan enjoyed watching the fun.

The chessboard set up under the pavilion was removed. Fang Xiu directly opened his Heavenly Eye, locked onto the place where he had provoked the trouble, and watched the show together with his sworn brother.

——Look for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The heads of second generation disciples are more valuable than those of third generation disciples.

"I definitely will if I lose the game," Fang Xiu said firmly.

When two armies confront each other, it is a matter of soldier versus soldier, general versus general. From beginning to end, those ordinary soldiers remain unharmed, and only higher-level combat power is competed.

However, among the immortals of the Chan sect who were confronting the Jie sect immortals here, there were only two leaders - the Taoist Master Ran Deng and the Master Guang Cheng Zi.

The Golden Spirit Mother can entangle one person at any cost.

In this way, when Zhao Gongming, Wuyun Daxian and other strong men face their peers from the Chan sect like Taiyi Zhenren, even if they cannot do it as if they are in an empty space, it is not difficult to suppress them.

"This is the case when the Taoist Duobao and the Three Heavens of Jiejiao have not yet left the battlefield."

"No wonder Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to drag the Western religion into his conspiracy."

"By the way, if I kill Nezha, I don't think Nuwa will sit idly by and will probably send Taoist Lu Ya..."

As his thoughts raced and he was calculating, Kong Xuan, who was experiencing the joy of eating melons for the first time, spoke:

"Another bald donkey."

"He looked miserable."

The Taoist Master Zhunti appears!

At this moment, this saint of the Western religion showed that he cared more about the Eastern Qigong practitioners than Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"Good seedling."

"This is fine too."

"That's good."

"There is no need to train him. You can take him with you and use him to help me and my senior brother develop the Western Regions."

The posture is like an ordinary person going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

"..." Maitreya, who arrived early in the morning, was speechless.

As the second-generation leader of Western religion, he was dressed in a monk's robe and looked to be around 30 or 40 years old, with a chubby round face, on which the words "joyful and harmless" were almost engraved.

On his shoulder was a green jade bamboo stick with a cloth bag attached, looking like a beggar - a beggar coming to the East to beg for food.

"Maitreya, go help Chanjiao."

"Yes, Master."

boom!
The ancient Green Lion-like Qiushou Immortal swung his giant hammer, and tremendous power burst out, shattering the void, as if to smash all obstacles in front of him.

The target is a third-generation disciple of the Chan sect.

The second generation of great people can educate the younger generation, all you need is hands!
However, a short and fat man suddenly came over, swaying his body slightly, with a grace that was not in line with his figure at all, and pointed the green jade bamboo stick in his hand forward.

Without any sound, the attack was neutralized.

While fighting with Qiu Shou Xian, Maitreya squinted his eyes and advised, "Daoyou, we are old now, and have witnessed two great disasters. You should know that cultivation is not easy. Why do you have to fight and kill, and bring karma upon yourself for nothing?"

"In my opinion, we are also predestined. Why don't you put down your butcher knife and follow me back to the West to practice, cultivate good deeds, and share the paradise!"

"What the hell are you talking about, you stinky bald ass! I eat meat every day, and I have nothing to do with Western religions! Go to hell!"

boom!
The sledgehammer was swung again.

The bamboo staffs moved synchronously, blocking the giant soldier halfway, and the collision of magic power turned into ripples that surged out.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have a connection with my sect, you should be my supreme guardian of the West!"

As the telepathic thought sounded, the Qiushou Immortal, who was about to continue cursing, suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of golden light in the void behind the monk, and a terrifying suction force flew over.

Caught off guard, he fell into the acquired human race bag on the spot.

Like a thief, Maitreya quickly tied up his pockets. Already on the edge, he wanted to retreat tactically and then look for some more opportunities to invite more people with predestined relationships to join him in the Western Paradise.

"Bring it here."

The Golden Spirit Mother floated in the clouds. Her beautiful face without any makeup showed no emotion at all. But listening to the divine thoughts exploding in his ears, Maitreya felt a bone-chilling majesty.

not far away.

Taiyi Zhenren was so angry that his breath was weak and there were many terrible scars on his body. Although he had superb cultivation, he no longer had the strength to fight.

"Today, I took this opportunity to collect the Conferred God List. I didn't want to start a killing spree," the Golden Spirit Holy Mother glanced at Maitreya with a little coldness, "but this fellow Taoist from the West attacked secretly. Does he want to die?"

Looking at the Holy Mother who held the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi in her hands and defeated Taiyi Zhenren in just a few moves, Maitreya smiled awkwardly, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart... What can this little monk do to this female fairy?
"Destined."

“Hehehe, it’s mainly because I have a connection with the Qiu Shou Immortal.”

Maitreya plays dumb.

Although the Taoist Master Zhunti was hiding nearby, he did not dare to ruin his master's plan to revitalize the Western religion.

It's really too barren!

Urgently need to convert fellow Taoists from the East to help revitalize the country...

further away.

The immortals on both sides fought fiercely. Manjusri Bodhisattva took a deep breath and fought with Immortal Wuyun to a distant place. They forgot about themselves and the world and continued to fight fiercely regardless of how the external situation changed.

Zhao Gongming entangled Randeng and did not give the deputy leader of the Chan sect, who was half a generation older than the second-generation disciples, any chance to rescue his disciples.

"Bald donkey, I don't have much patience." The murderous intent flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. "If I kill you, even the two saints in the West would not dare to make trouble in front of my master. Who would be willing to go to the wild West? Pah!"

"Holy Mother, fellow Taoist Qiu Shouxian is indeed destined to be with me in the West."

Miroku chuckled.

I sneered in my heart: You may be strong, but you are not a saint. How dare you make up stories about the Two Saints of the West!

You don't understand teachings and don't know respect and hierarchy. No wonder the master wants to help the orthodox sect to split up your evil sect. When the time is right, all of you come to the Pure Land!

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Maitreya, who was in a dilemma, heard the sound of wooden fish echoing between heaven and earth, and the sound waves spread in all directions.

The Golden Spirit Mother, who was in charge of the situation, frowned.

She thought that the Chan Sect had taken out some special magic weapon to win the battle, but then she discovered that the sound waves could neither bewitch the soul nor harm the body.

Apart from making a loud noise and distracting all the monks from the two sects present to look over there, there was no apparent use for it.

Then, a figure appeared in the originally peaceful void. As soon as it appeared, the heaven and earth began to tremble. However, Zhunti lowered his status and said with a smile:
"You are too kind! The West is remote, but it is indeed a land of bliss. The East is indeed prosperous, but it is in troubled times, and the overseas fairy islands are secluded in a corner!"

"You and I are destined to go to the West. Why don't you follow me to the West and share the bliss with me? It's better than fighting in this world!"

A kind and benevolent look swept across the audience.

The current situation is that the second wave of immortals from the Jiejiao and Chenjiao have arrived, and the second-generation first disciples of the two families are testing each other - Guangchengzi is fighting against Duobao Taoist.

Jade Ding Zhenren fought against Wu Dang Sheng Mun, Huang Long Zhenren fought against Gui Ling Sheng Mun... The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect all encountered strong enemies. The Fuyuan Immortals, who were usually not well-known but had strong strength and background under Yuanshi Tianzun, also fought against many Jie Sect disciples and were caught in a bitter battle.

I don't know how many times my eyes paused.

My eyes are so bright.

Especially when he looked at Taoist Duobao, his expression was like a thief who had seen a gold nugget, and he wanted to kidnap Master Tongtian's chief disciple immediately.

Well...a group of saints are also good, they can become Bodhisattvas.

The Chan sect on the other side is equally good, and has many people who are predestined to follow it.

When the situation is settled, ask fellow Taoist Yuanshi to borrow a few to help revitalize the Western heritage.

"The big fish has finally taken the bait."

Not shying away from Zhunti's powerful detection ability as a saint, Fang Xiu still used his divine eye to see the whole scene and breathed a sigh of relief.

No one understands Cundi better than him.

In order to recruit men for the Western religion, they have gone to extremes. How much is the face of a saint worth?

Not to mention the second generation disciples of Jiejiao, even the third generation disciples were unwilling to let go. They wished to pack up the entire Jiejiao and Chenjiao and take them away together, leaving Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu alone.

"How should Jiejiao respond? Hahaha, the first person to jump out was not Yuanshi Tianzun, but an irrelevant Zhunti who came and openly snatched people away."

Kong Xuan didn't care about anything that didn't concern him. He liked to watch the show and was looking forward to the development of the situation with great interest.

Western saints are really shameless.

Under the gaze of his divine incarnation, the space in front of Zhunti twisted, like ripples on the water.

A figure suddenly walked out. It was a man wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a sword slung across his waist. The people of Xiqi felt that the man's appearance was unclear and they had a vague feeling that he should be a young man.

Kong Xuan, who practiced the Five-Colored Divine Light, immediately put away his frivolous attitude. He just stood there, as if he was made up of all the light in the world.

The Sage of Shangqing, the Master of Tongtian? !
Without saying a word, his expression was exactly the same as that of his disciple, the Golden Spirit Mother, staring straight at the Taoist Zhunti.

Maybe it was an illusion, Maitreya felt that the figure of the master overlapped with himself who faced the Golden Spirit Mother alone not long ago...

The Taoist name that the protagonist casually chose was changed to Samsara Taoist, which is more fitting.

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