Chapter 118
Now is not the time to tear off the mask with the Western Fomen.
If Guanyin were to die, the Western Fomen and even the Western Two Sages would likely go mad.
Since Tongtian wants to rebuild the Jie Sect, he naturally wants to crush the Western Fomen and even the Western Two Sages.
If both sides were to suffer heavy losses, this is not what Tongtian Jiaozhu wants.
Therefore, ordinary Western Fomen powerhouses can be killed, but for some Western Fomen powerhouses with decent status, Wudang and the others should let them live for now.
But both the Western Fomen and the Chan Sect will be the future targets of the Jie Sect.
In the Investiture of the Gods Kalpa.
The main cause of the Jie Sect's collapse was the Chan Sect and the Western Two Sages.
Winners are kings and losers are bandits; they failed back then.
This time, their Jie Sect will make a comeback.
Wudang is not saying that she doesn't admit the failure at that time; they indeed failed back then.
Afterwards, Wudang also understood some of the problems of the Jie Sect.
Although the Jie Sect seemed to have ten thousand immortals coming to court back then, the disciples of the Jie Sect were completely mixed.
Monsters who killed people, monsters who ate people—that would cause a massive amount of causal karmic debt.
Plus, Tongtian Jiaozhu's Four Immortal-Slaying Swords could not suppress the Jie Sect's luck.
Combining all these factors caused the final massive explosion.
The Jie Sect collapsed directly, almost as if it had been destroyed.
It was precisely because of this that Tongtian Jiaozhu wanting to destroy the world and reopen a world back then seemed very normal.
It was just that the appearance of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun brought that Investiture of the Gods Kalpa to a true end.
Afterwards, Sages could not personally take the field.
It was precisely because of this.
In this current era, there are far fewer legends of Sages.
And now, Tongtian Jiaozhu will not do that.
Apart from resurrecting useful Jie Sect disciples from the Investiture of the Gods list, letting those members with huge karma become immortal gods of the Heaven Realm might be a good choice.
As for all of this, Tongtian Jiaozhu still handed it over to Jin Ling Shengmu to execute.
As the Doumu Yuanjun of the Investiture of the Gods list back then, no one knew the immortal gods of the Investiture of the Gods list more clearly than Jin Ling Shengmu.
Over the long years, Jin Ling Shengmu likely also saw the performance of those Jie Sect disciples.
Let's put these aside for now.
Guanyin's expression was somewhat ugly as she listened to these words from Wudang Shengmu.
She wanted to say no, and wanted to fight Wudang Shengmu.
But after several confrontations just now, Guanyin understood even more that there was indeed a gap in strength between herself and Wudang Shengmu.
Plus, Jin Ling Shengmu was pressing the formation on the side; in any case, Jin Ling Shengmu was also a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.
Two Quasi-Saint powerhouses were enough to kill her in this Daoist Temple.
As a Guanyin who has lived until now, she does not want to die at this time.
In the past, as a direct disciple of the Chan Sect, she also had some understanding of the personalities of Wudang Shengmu and Jin Ling Shengmu.
They would not play tricks; they completely did what they said.
As the only living direct disciple of the Jie Sect, killing her, a Western Fomen Bodhisattva, didn't seem like much.
In any case, as the only living direct disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu, Tongtian Jiaozhu likely would not watch her have an accident.
Not to mention that the current Buddha Rulai of the Western Fomen was also the Senior Brother of the Jie Sect in the past.
Wanting the Buddha to avenge her—she was thinking too much.
Therefore, the most important thing for Guanyin was that she had to think carefully about how to survive; she could not place her hope in the hands of others.
"Okay, I understand." Guanyin took a deep breath. "Two Shengmus, please follow me."
"Hmm, that's right. Cihang, lead the way," Wudang Shengmu said impolitely.
This made Guanyin's face turn pale again; she clenched her fists and finally let go.
Turning against them at this time.
Wouldn't that just make Wudang Shengmu even more able to take action against her and kill her?
She needed to endure, to endure well.
"Okay, follow me." Guanyin transformed into a ray of light and headed toward her Daoist Temple.
Wudang Shengmu and Jin Ling Shengmu followed behind the other party; at this time, they were not afraid of Guanyin playing any tricks.
A moment later.
Wudang Shengmu and Jin Ling Shengmu arrived at Guanyin's place of cultivation.
There was a strange monster beast staying here.
"Jin Guang Xian, why don't you return quickly?" Wudang Shengmu looked at this monster beast that looked like a lion and shouted.
"Roar..." The Golden-Haired Roar roared excitedly; he transformed into a man and knelt respectfully.
"Greetings, Jin Ling Shengmu, Wudang Shengmu." The Golden-Haired Roar, that is, Jin Guang Xian, said.
As the head of the Seven Attendant Immortals, he naturally knew the direct disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu in the past.
"Jin Guang Xian, Jin Ling and I came here to have you return to the Jie Sect. Are you willing?" Wudang Shengmu said to Jin Guang Xian.
"Return to the Jie Sect." Jin Guang Xian was stunned, and then became excited.
He did not know how long he had been waiting for this moment.
It was just that after the Investiture of the Gods War, the Jie Sect was destroyed, which made Jin Guang Xian understand that this hope was extremely slim.
Now, such a slim hope could actually be realized.
This made Jin Guang Xian extremely excited.
"Shengmu, I am willing," Jin Guang Xian replied hurriedly.
"Jin Guang Xian, from today on, you are free." Guanyin pointed her finger, and a ray of light was pulled out from Jin Guang Xian's body.
That was the restriction Guanyin had previously placed on Jin Guang Xian.
Otherwise, as one of the Seven Attendant Immortals of the Jie Sect, how could Jin Guang Xian easily accept Guanyin's dispatch?
"Daoist Cihang." Jin Guang Xian looked coldly at Guanyin and walked toward Wudang Shengmu.
Jin Guang Xian had no gratitude for Guanyin giving him freedom.
After all, it was Guanyin who imprisoned his freedom.
"Jin Ling, then let's leave and prepare to head to the next target," Wudang Shengmu said.
"Wudang, wait a moment." Jin Ling Shengmu revealed a smile, looking at Guanyin before her.
However, this smile made Guanyin feel a little cold.
What did Jin Ling Shengmu want to do?
"Daoist Cihang, the vase and willow branch in your hand are not bad. Give them to me, how about that?" Jin Ling Shengmu smiled.
"Impossible?" Guanyin's expression changed, and she refused.
The jade vase and willow branch, to a certain extent, were her current Dao-proclaiming magic treasures.
How could she possibly give them to Jin Ling Shengmu?
As for Wudang on the side, she was a bit stunned; she had not expected Jin Ling Shengmu to say these words.
According to what she knew in the past, Jin Ling Shengmu was not a person greedy for wealth.
In fact, this was because Jin Ling Shengmu saw Wudang Shengmu's powerful strength and wanted to think about how to improve her own strength.
Then the grocery store of the senior mentioned by the Teacher, the legendary powerhouse of the Great Dao level, was the best place.
This was the reason why Jin Ling Shengmu wanted Guanyin's treasures.
"Compared to life, the value of treasures cannot be compared, right?" Jin Ling Shengmu said lightly.
"Still impossible." Guanyin shook her head. "Even if you let me die, I will not hand over the jade vase..."
"Then the Three-Light Divine Water and other treasures will do."
Just like that, Jin Ling Shengmu finally left the Guanyin Daoist Temple satisfied, carrying some treasures and a portion of the Three-Light Divine Water.
In mid-air.
"Wudang, why are you looking at me with this gaze?" Jin Ling Shengmu asked.
"Jin Ling, when did you become a money-grubber?" Wudang Shengmu asked strangely.
"A money-grubber?" Jin Ling Shengmu smiled mysteriously. "Wudang, you will know when the time comes." ===== CHAPTER 120 =====
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