Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 272 The Arrival of the Calabash Brothers World
One of the main reasons for the separation of the Three Pure Ones was that Tongtian took in many disciples.

According to incomplete statistics, there are approximately 90,000 people who can be definitively identified as disciples of the Jiejiao sect.

The Jie Sect adhered to the principle of "education for all," and its disciples were not judged by their background, aptitude, or character. Anyone who wanted to cultivate immortality could join, resulting in a grand scene of "ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage."

During the Investiture of the Gods war, more than 80,000 members of the Jie Sect died in battle. Most of them were members of the Jie Sect, along with 3,000 mortals who were incorporated into the Western Sect, and some members of the Jie Sect who escaped and went into hiding.

At this moment, with the question posed, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng.

Clearly, the other two sages also attached great importance to this issue.

Perhaps one's own viewpoint relates to the future relationship between the three religions...

The Supreme Sage had a kind expression and smiled gently.

"Just tell the truth, say what's on your mind, as long as it's real."

Tongtian sat on a throne made of dozens of long swords, his expression calm, and spoke solemnly.

"Yes, that's right, I just want to hear the truth."

Is this the truth?
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Feng sighed inwardly before finally speaking.

"This disciple believes that our Jie Sect's previous actions in recruiting disciples were indeed inappropriate."

"Not quite appropriate" is just a euphemism; the meaning is quite clear: it's wrong.

Upon hearing this answer, Tongtian fell silent for a moment, while the other two sages looked quite satisfied.

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Why?"

Tongtian remained silent for a moment before asking another question. His long-held belief was to teach all people without discrimination and to provide a lifeline for all cultivators.

Therefore, he would take in and train anyone with talent, regardless of their background.

This created a scene of ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage.

He has always believed that he has done nothing wrong, as this is the duty and mission of a saint.

However, the two elder brothers always believed that they had done something wrong.

Tongtian was initially indignant, but now he discovered that even his most respected disciple believed that his previous actions were wrong.

After carefully considering his words, Chen Feng slowly spoke: "Master's original intention was good, but there are too many variables in the world, and everyone's temperament and character will change with time."

"Moreover, not every disciple can admit their mistakes and correct them, or change their temperament as Master expects."

Good heavens, back then the Jie Sect had 90,000 disciples, and the disciples of saints seemed to be free.

Moreover, among these 90,000 people, there are many who are not good. They all act well-behaved and kind inside the gate, but once they go outside, they are all more despicable than the last.

There were even cases of cannibalism.

The powerful beings of that era were very dissatisfied with the Jie Sect, and even when faced with Jie Sect disciples whose cultivation was lower than their own, they dared not provoke them easily.

After all, once you provoke them, it will trigger a series of reactions. Even if you defeat them, someone with higher cultivation will come knocking on your door, ostensibly to promote the unity of the Jie Sect.

In Chen Feng's view, this great war of the gods was actually a good thing for the Jie Sect.

Those who made it onto the Investiture of the Gods list were naturally all capable and talented, and held mid-level positions in the Heavenly Court. This was the true foundation of the Jie Sect.

Hearing his disciple's words, Tongtian sighed softly, nodded, seemingly not very interested, and waved his hand.

"Don't worry about the Investiture of the Gods. It's over now. No one will investigate it anymore. You'll have to worry about the disciples in Heaven who broke free from the Investiture of the Gods."

"Alright, release the Yellow Dragon. As for the Heaven-Turning Seal, it's useless to you, so return it as well. Here are some spiritual items for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tongtian casually pointed, and a Qiankun bag appeared in front of Chen Feng.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng instantly understood that Tongtian must have reached some kind of agreement with others. He picked up the Qiankun Bag and carefully scanned it, discovering that there were quite a few precious spiritual items inside.

Moreover, there are two types of Hongmeng Nourishing Soul Liquid that are comparable in quality to the previous ones.

This is, unsurprisingly, the compensation given by the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Chen Feng waved his hand, and the Ghost Village appeared behind him. Then, a door opened, and inside was Huanglong Zhenren, who was bound by the Ghost Grass.

At this moment, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had revealed their true forms, but they were firmly bound by the Ghost Grass and could not move.

With a thought, the ghost grass vanished instantly.

The restraints on Huanglong Zhenren disappeared, and he was thrown outside by an inexplicable force. The moment he opened his eyes, he understood what was going on. He quickly came to the front of Yuanshi Tianzun and Wuliang Xianweng and bowed in respect.

"Huanglong greets Master and Senior Brother."

With another thought, the scene inside the ghost village changed. In the back mountain, the Heaven-Turning Seal hummed in this space.

The next moment, the restraints weakened, and the magical artifact suddenly burst out of the space and went into the hands of the Heavenly Venerable of the Beginning.

The sage of the Chan Sect casually flipped his hand, put away the Heaven-Turning Seal, and asked indifferently:
"Chen Feng, right? You are far better than the previous disciples of the Jie Sect. This time, I will ask you a question. Just like before, answer truthfully."

Chen Feng glanced at Tongtian's face and immediately understood what was going on. He then bowed respectfully.

"Listen carefully to the words of the sage."

"Hmm, what do you think of my Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was somewhat bewildered. Something was amiss. Why would this Primordial Sage ask for his opinion, especially since the relationship between the two religions was extremely strained?

But after pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke.

"In my humble opinion, the Twelve Golden Immortals are all extraordinary, with excellent cultivation. Their only shortcoming is that their character is not quite right."

"It's rather overbearing, and in some situations, it's really inappropriate for him to do things like that."

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, there were undeniably some kind-hearted individuals, but under the leadership of Guang Chengzi, they were not exactly benevolent.

If it weren't for the awe-inspiring presence of the sage Yuanshi Tianzun, he would have killed Huanglong long ago.

Yuanshi was not angry at Chen Feng's words. Instead, he showed a thoughtful expression and moved his fingers slightly.

"Hmm, Wuliang, did you hear that? Sigh, I have always spoiled these disciples, which has only made them arrogant and domineering. It's time to change."

The Boundless Immortal gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said, "Master, this is my dereliction of duty. Please rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter properly when I return."

After Yuanshi Tianzun finished all this, he seemed to have lost much interest and turned back to give Tongtian a deep look.

“Younger brother, what I told my elder brother is true. You can think about it for yourself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, chaos, like a chicken egg, was formed, with no distinction between black and yellow. The Primordial Celestial Venerable stood amidst the primordial purple aura, gently pointing with his Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and the chaotic energy flowed to both sides.

Behind him, the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage was shrouded in rosy light, with golden lotuses growing from beneath its wheels. He led the two people beside him onto the carriage, and the nine golden dragons raised their heads and swayed their tails, carrying the Jade Void Dharma lineage, breaking through the boundless ignorance and heading away.

At this moment, Taiqing spoke up to remind him, "The great calamity of all realms is approaching. Make preparations now, little brother." After saying this, he waved his sleeve and led his men away from this chaotic realm.

Seeing the two sages leave, Chen Feng no longer held back and asked directly.

"By the way, Master, what's going on? I remember your relationship with these two saints wasn't..."

Although he didn't finish speaking, Tongtian understood what Chen Feng meant. A ripple flashed in his eyes, and he responded:
"It's nothing serious. These two just pulled me aside and said a few things. Ha, they told me that everything they did during the Investiture of the Gods was for my own good. How utterly ridiculous."

He didn't hide anything from his most valued disciple and recounted the whole story.

The Three Pure Ones share the same origin and are all direct descendants of Pangu, so their relationship is naturally quite good.

When he was first born, he chose his magical treasures. Yuanshi first let his eldest brother Taiqing choose, then his younger brother Tongtian, and he himself chose last.

Those who died in the Investiture of the Gods were only disciples of average talent; those with exceptional talent were all listed on the Investiture of the Gods, leaving them a sliver of hope...

Chen Feng didn't say much about this matter.

In their previous lives, opinions about Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing were divided, with each side holding their own version of events.

Judging solely from the perspective of the Investiture of the Gods, what the two did was truly unethical.

However, the contents of the book are not necessarily 100% accurate. There is also an explanation that the two of them did this in order to reduce the karmic burden of Tongtian.

After all, there are too many disciples. If they do something that violates the principles of Heaven, even Tongtian, as a saint, cannot withstand it.

Chen Feng didn't dwell on that matter, but instead brought up something else.

"By the way, Master, I think I just heard something about a great calamity in all realms. What's that about?"

Tongtian didn't hide anything and directly revealed some secrets.

"Oh, you should know that there are other worlds besides this one, and some of them are no less than us. In fact, these worlds were originally one, and then they began to differentiate into thousands of worlds."

"As the saying goes, 'Unity lasts a long time and separation lasts a long time and unity will follow.' But you don't need to worry too much. Even if the sky falls, we will be there to support it. With our teacher and the six of us, we will have no problems in this world."

After chatting for a while longer, Chen Feng took his leave.

…………

At this very moment, in the starry sky.

The top-level battle has completely ended. The quasi-saint level powerhouses have obtained what they wanted and have all left the scene.

The remaining smaller worlds are contested by Golden Immortals and Great Luo Golden Immortals.

Even if those small world spiritual items aren't particularly precious, they're still quite good for someone at the Golden Immortal level.

At this moment, in a world within the starry sky.

The two stood side by side, feeling the air outside.

One of the women wore a silk dress covered in unmelted snow, her hair was adorned with hexagonal ice crystals, and her pupils were a very pale amber color.

A rhombus-shaped ruby ​​is embedded in his forehead, his dragon horns curl upwards like jade branches covered in frost, and several translucent dragon scales are hidden in his long silver hair. When he lowers his eyes, the golden patterns at the corners of his eyes follow his gaze.

Another young man, dressed in white, had a calm expression, and the flames around him echoed the sun in the sky.

It is Chen Feng and Ao Qing from the Calabash Brothers world.

Feeling the familiar atmosphere of the outside world, Ao Qing smiled, reached out and took the arm of the person next to her, and spoke gently.

"The outside world is my home. Don't worry, our dragon clan has some influence in the outside world. My father is also very powerful. I have already notified him. He will come soon. He will use magic to bring this world to our dragon clan's territory."

Chen Feng nodded, not really caring about it. Judging from Ao Qing's words, it seemed that his father-in-law was a fourth-order transcendent being.

It's a pity that Yuan Energy was completely exhausted because of Chen Feng's sharing with him in Journey to the West; otherwise, he could have seen the situation outside more clearly and wouldn't have gone black.

Boom! Bang!
Suddenly, several muffled sounds rang out, and the sky seemed to explode, revealing several huge cracks.

Looking out from this crack, one can clearly see the outside scenery.

The stars are shining brightly, and the Milky Way is drifting.

It looked very beautiful, and there were several figures standing outside, their auras locking onto this world.

"Oh, it seems we're in luck. I never expected there to be another world in this place, haha!"

"Alright, although this world isn't of a very high status, we can still extract some things by using certain methods."

“Things like the solar spiritual vein can all be taken away. I think the sun already has someone to belong to, so it’s a good opportunity to take that ant with us and refine it into pills.”

Seeing this scene in the sky, Ao Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly activated his magic power, letting out a sound.

"Esteemed seniors, my father is Ao Ting, the Dragon King of Qingyuan. This small world is not worth your attention. I hope you will give my dragon clan some face."

As she spoke, she began to rapidly activate a spirit orb in her hand to send a message to her father.

Upon hearing this, several people outside also turned their attention to him.

"Ha, dragons."

A man with an ordinary face and a bloodthirsty aura chuckled softly.

"I might be wary of the people from the Heavenly Court, but look at how low your dragon clan's fortunes have fallen. Others may be wary of you, but my Asura clan is not."

His aura was very powerful, much stronger than the others around him, clearly indicating that he was at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Ashura was also backed by a quasi-saint powerhouse, none other than Styx, who existed since the primordial era.

“Yes, I know Ao Ting, a member of the Dragon Clan. You can leave, we won’t touch you, but a few of us will take this world.”

Another Golden Immortal chimed in.

"Alas, everyone, why bother? It's just a small world, why make such a fuss?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man appeared on the horizon. His black hair was half-tied up, with a few strands hanging down and tied with a dark gold dragon-patterned headband. The dragon horns on his forehead were like carved black jade, with a steady and unassuming curve. There were faint lines etched at the corners of his eyes.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Ao Qing's eyes flashed with joy, and she exclaimed happily, "Father!"

Ao Ting nodded to him, then glanced at Chen Feng beside him. He had heard his daughter Ao Qing mention this young man before, and now that he saw him, he was quite impressive, as his cultivation had already reached the level of a Celestial Immortal.

But looking at the few people outside, he couldn't help but sigh. This matter was going to be difficult today.

"Everyone, please give my dragon race some face. I'll take this sun in this realm; the rest of you are free to do as you please."

With their Golden Immortal perspective, they could naturally see that the sun was already closely related to Chen Feng, and once it was separated from him, his cultivation would probably dissipate.

Ao Ting naturally wanted to protect this son-in-law...

(End of this chapter)