Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 193 Three Bows and Nine Knocks
Qi Tian asked his disciples to help in the heaven.
Not only can you gain experience, but you can also earn some small amounts of merit, which is like killing two birds with one stone.

and,

He did this in order to plan and pave the way for a major event in the future.

If it finally works,
That means you kill three birds with one stone, or even more!

The wildness, Kunlun Mountains,

There are endless clouds and mist, and spiritual energy is everywhere.

From time to time, there are cranes flying high in the mountains, phoenixes dancing in the air, and all kinds of animals paying homage.

It's like a fairyland.

"Shh!"

suddenly,
A sound of breaking air was heard from the distant sky, and a streak of light flashed across the void as fast as lightning, and finally landed at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

After the light faded,
A Taoist figure in a gray Taoist robe appeared.

He has a gloomy face and a slightly thin figure.

"The air is so ethereal, it is worthy of being a saint's temple! I wonder if Yuanshi Tianzun still recognizes me, alas~"

Randeng sighed, revealing a sense of dejection.

Simultaneously,

There is still endless depression and resentment in my heart.

Take Ran Deng for example. He originally had a very good background and was not inferior to other powerful men like Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe.

And he is also one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace.

According to common sense,

He should have become a powerful man in the world and respected by everyone long ago.

but,

Countless eons passed, and the other 3,000 guests of Zixiao Palace either became saints or were promoted to quasi-saints.

He was the only one still stuck in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, unable to make any progress.

This made him anxious and frustrated.

however,
As if fate didn't think he was miserable enough, he was robbed again some time ago.

My pants were almost taken off.

Of all the top-grade spiritual treasures on his body, only two top-grade innate spiritual treasures were left.

I gnashed my teeth with hatred!
However, what made him frustrated and crazy was that he didn't even know who had robbed him!

"Don't let me know who you are, or I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons, extract your soul and refine your spirit!"

Curse again.
Ran Deng suppressed the resentment in his heart, took a deep breath, activated the law and shouted:

"I am Ran Deng, and I have come to meet fellow Taoist Yuanshi!"

"Om~"

Following Randeng's loud shout, the originally peaceful Kunlun Mountains suddenly became chaotic, and the immortal birds and beasts were frightened and flew around in panic.

"Ok?"

On the top of Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones who were practicing in seclusion in their respective Taoist palaces all opened their eyes.

His eyes looked through the void towards the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

next moment,
The three of them recognized the person instantly. Wasn't this the monk who was listening to the sermon in the same hall with them but had the worst cultivation?
Last time, Taoist Master Pingxin said he wanted to suppress the remnant of the demon god, this person volunteered, but was rejected by the Taoist Master in the end.

Thinking of this,
Sanqing's expression suddenly became strange, and he was full of doubts.

Yuan Shi was especially confused and uncertain:

"Why did he come to me?"

While muttering, Yuanshi also felt a little dissatisfied.

He is now a saint, and the other party, a Daluo Jinxian, actually calls him a fellow Taoist.

It's simply arrogant, without any self-awareness at all.

but,

He couldn't just disappear for this reason, as that would make him, a saint, seem to have no magnanimity.

Suppressing the unhappiness in my heart,
Yuanshi raised his hand and grabbed, and a mysterious invisible force instantly penetrated the void and enveloped the burning lamp at the foot of the mountain.

Randeng only saw a flash before his eyes, and the next moment he appeared in a hall.

And the top,
Yuanshi, wearing a golden crown and with a dignified face, was sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed looking at him.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

Randeng immediately bowed and kowtowed:
"I wonder if you still recognize me?"

Hearing Randeng calling "fellow Taoist" on his left and "fellow Taoist" on his right, Yuanshi felt even more dissatisfied.

Since his sanctification,
Any quasi-saint who saw him would respectfully call him a saint.

of course,

That freak Qi Tian was different. He never called him senior brother or saint.

But his strength is there, and as for the Saint Slayer, he would not be dissatisfied if someone called him a fellow Taoist.

But this Ran Deng is just a small Daluo Jinxian, who comes here to call him fellow Taoist.

How could Yuanshi not be angry?
However, a saint does not show his joy or anger on his face.

He didn't show it on his face, and said calmly:

"You and I were in the same hall listening to the Taoist master's teachings, so of course I recognize you. I wonder why you came to my temple?"

Randeng did not notice Yuanshi’s unhappiness.

of course,

He also knew that Yuanshi was arrogant and proud, and he also needed help from the other party, so,
He felt that he should be more humble.

"I am ashamed to say that although I have been listening to the teachings of Daoyou in the same hall, I am far inferior to you. Now you have become a saint, while I am still stuck in the Daluo realm and cannot attain the path of quasi-sainthood. Alas."

Speaking of last,
Randeng sighed, with a look of deep depression on his face.

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Hearing this,

Yuanshi instantly understood the other party's intention. He wanted him to give him guidance and help him break through to the quasi-saint level.

but,

He has no relatives or friends and no benefits, so why should he give advice?

He is a saint, but not a good man.

Thinking of this,
Yuanshi pretended not to understand and comforted him symbolically:

"Practice requires enlightenment. Once you have fully understood it, your cultivation will naturally break through."

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Hearing Yuanshi's words, Randeng's face twitched unnaturally.

He didn't expect Yuanshi to say that.

Just now he realized that his attitude was already very low.

Yuanshi, who was also a disciple of Daozu and had listened to Taoism together, was pretending to be stupid.

He refused to even give any advice and yet said that cultivation depends on enlightenment.

Doesn't this mean that he has poor understanding?
Ran Deng couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and annoyed, but the other party was a saint, so he didn't dare to get angry.

otherwise,

If you anger Yuanshi, he can destroy his soul with just a breath.

"It seems that's the only way to go!"

Humiliating thoughts surged from his heart, and Ran Deng took a deep breath:
"I would like to become a disciple of the Chan Sect, and only ask the saint to show me the great way."

After he finished speaking, Randeng suddenly knelt down.

See this scene.

Yuanshi was stunned at first, then felt a little proud.

But he evaded by saying:

"My friend, you can't do that. You and I are of the same generation, how can we perform such a great ceremony? Get up quickly!"

"I beg Saint Yuanshi to agree!"

Randeng did not stand up.

Because he had had enough of the days of countless Yuanhui without any progress in his cultivation.

He watched his peers who were listening to the sermons at the same time as him become quasi-saints or even saints, surpassing himself.

But he is still standing still, making no progress.

His heart felt as if it was being gnawing at by millions of ants.

In addition, the fact that his spiritual treasure was stolen before and he didn't know who the murderer was made made him feel extremely depressed and resentful.

now,

He was determined to break through to the Quasi-Saint level, even if it meant sacrificing his face and dignity.

He wants to become stronger!

Let all those who looked down on him and robbed him pay the price.

"There are no peers on the path of cultivation. The one who is more accomplished is the master. I pay my respects to the Master with a lamp on my head!"

finished,

Randeng didn't even want to save face, and with "bang bang bang~" the three bows and nine kowtows to the master ceremony was completed in an instant.

"This"

Yuanshi did not expect that Randeng would do this.

But the next moment,
He felt a sense of comfort, excitement and pride all over his body.

Three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace worship him as their master.

This made him feel very proud. Didn't this mean that he was better than other saints?
Even on par with Daozu?
"Sigh~"

Thinking of this, Yuanshi's heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly gave up this crazy idea.

This is a bit outrageous.

If Daozu knew about this, he would be in trouble.

(End of this chapter)