Chapter 67

Regarding the existence of the grocery store, the Holy Mother Jin Ling naturally would not hide it from Wudang.

"Jin Ling, where are we going now?" the Holy Mother Wudang asked.

"Lingshan, the Great Leiyin Temple."

The Holy Mother Jin Ling’s eyes narrowed. "We must go and see the former senior brother, the current Buddha Tathagata."

"Senior brother?" The Holy Mother Wudang’s eyes were also unusually complex.

Guanyin dojo.

Facing the departing Wudang and the Holy Mother Jin Ling, her expression was somewhat twisted.

"Damn Wudang, Jin Ling, one day, I will take revenge, revenge for today’s humiliation." Guanyin was filled with shocking killing intent.

At this moment, one could not tell that she was the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the world from suffering.

Anyone who saw her would think that Guanyin was a demon.

"The Holy Mother Jin Ling is a member of the Heavenly Court; perhaps I should also look for the Jade Emperor." Guanyin’s gaze shifted.

Although she was a member of the Jie Sect, as a member of the Investiture of the Gods, the Holy Mother Jin Ling was still under the control of Haotian.

It was just that because of the existence of Tongtian Jiaozhu, Haotian could not command the Holy Mother Jin Ling.

Otherwise, if Tongtian Jiaozhu knew Haotian was doing this, he would probably directly unleash the power of a Saint to suppress Haotian.

In this way, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun would have nothing to say.

"Hmm, no..." Suddenly, Guanyin froze.

She thought of the Holy Mother Jin Ling she had just seen.

Guanyin could still recognize the aura of the Heavenly Court deities, not to mention the deities on the Investiture of the Gods.

But thinking about it now, she discovered that the Holy Mother Jin Ling had no such aura at all.

"How could it be? The Holy Mother Jin Ling didn’t have that aura. Could it be that she broke away from the Investiture of the Gods?" Guanyin pondered. "Or did Tongtian Jiaozhu intervene?"

Thinking of this, Guanyin shook her head again.

This didn’t seem very likely.

If Tongtian Jiaozhu could do this, he could have done it long ago; why wait until now?

"I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out." Guanyin shook her head. "Perhaps I need to find the Buddha Tathagata."

Putting aside some of Guanyin’s doubts.

On the other side.

The dojo where Bodhisattva Manjusri resided.

A figure sitting on a black tiger was slowly approaching.

As he approached, the figure radiated a powerful Quasi-Saint aura, completely unmasked.

It was as if he were telling the Bodhisattva inside that he had arrived.

This person was none other than Zhao Gongming, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect.

In the past, on the Investiture of the Gods, he was known as the Black Tiger Xuan Tan Zhao Gongming.

Before Zhao Gongming could reach the sky above the dojo.

A ray of Buddha light shot out from within; it was a Bodhisattva stepping on a lotus throne—none other than Bodhisattva Manjusri.

Manjusri, like Guanyin, was a disciple of the Chan Sect in the past, and later betrayed the Chan Sect to become one of the Bodhisattvas of Fomen.

In Fomen, the status of Bodhisattva Manjusri was also ranked among the top.

Otherwise, why would he have joined Fomen together with Guanyin and the others?

Otherwise, being one of the twelve Golden Immortals would have been better, even if he was an undervalued one.

It can only be said that becoming a disciple of Fomen was more helpful to Manjusri.

Otherwise, betraying a Saint would have been a great risk.

"Black Tiger Xuan Tan Zhao Gongming." Bodhisattva Manjusri looked at Zhao Gongming sitting on the black tiger and frowned. "Why aren’t you staying in the Heavenly Court? What are you doing coming to my dojo?"

"Hmm." Zhao Gongming laughed. "Manjusri, I am here to have Qiu Shou Xian return to the Jie Sect. Hand him over."

"Return to the Jie Sect?" Manjusri was stunned. "Zhao Gongming, your Jie Sect no longer exists."

After the Investiture of the Gods, the Jie Sect could be said to have been completely destroyed.

Except for Wudang who escaped, most others were either placed on the Investiture of the Gods or killed.

Even the senior brother later became the leader of Fomen, the Buddha Tathagata.

"Manjusri, that has nothing to do with you," Zhao Gongming said indifferently. "I will ask you one more time: hand over Qiu Shou Xian."

"Hmph." Bodhisattva Manjusri’s expression turned cold. "Zhao Gongming, I am no longer the me of the past, and you are no longer the you of the past."

During the Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity.

Zhao Gongming’s strength was enough to suppress the twelve Golden Immortals, and even the Daoist Randeng.

It was just that he lost the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls, and facing the Daoist Lu Ya, he finally lost his life and was placed on the Investiture of the Gods.

It can only be said that this was fate.

At that time, Bodhisattva Manjusri, as one of the twelve Golden Immortals, was easily defeated by Zhao Gongming.

It could be said that Zhao Gongming could completely sweep through the twelve Golden Immortals.

Back then, Duobao, the Holy Mother Jin Ling, the Holy Mother Wudang, and other disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu could also defeat the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

When it comes to powerful disciples, Tongtian’s were truly the best.

But during the Investiture of the Gods, Tongtian Jiaozhu had to face four Saints.

Even if Tongtian as a Saint was more powerful than an ordinary Saint, it was truly impossible to fight against four Saints.

Failure was still a destined thing.

Of course, Laozi and Yuanshi might not have thought that during the Investiture of the Gods, the Jie Sect, which had ten thousand immortals coming to court, would be destroyed; this was something they hadn’t thought of.

At most, they thought the Jie Sect would be severely damaged, not almost destroyed like that.

Because of this.

For Laozi and Yuanshi, they didn’t receive too many benefits; on the contrary, after experiencing this.

The Xuanmen Daoism was severely damaged.

Instead, Fomen, founded by the two Western Saints, became the final winner of the Investiture of the Gods.

Whether it was the betrayal of the Chan Sect disciples or Duobao becoming the current Buddha.

It can only be said that the Investiture of the Gods achieved Buddhism.

This was an extremely depressing thing for Laozi and Yuanshi.

Not to mention Yuanshi Tianzun; his grudge with Tongtian Jiaozhu was still very deep.

But Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, was still very helpless.

He never thought about letting the Jie Sect be destroyed.

It can only be said that under various circumstances, the Jie Sect was finally forced onto this path.

These things aside for now.

Manjusri was very unhappy with Zhao Gongming’s coercion.

Back then, he was indeed no match for Zhao Gongming, but now Zhao Gongming was on the Investiture of the Gods and could not increase his strength.

And from the time of the Investiture of the Gods until now, his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Also being a Quasi-Saint powerhouse, Manjusri was very confident in his own strength.

"Since that’s the case, don’t blame me." Zhao Gongming’s eyes were cold, and an iron whip appeared in his hand.

Although it was not the best time to finish off Manjusri, teaching him a lesson was no problem.

"Boom..."

A shocking Quasi-Saint aura erupted from Zhao Gongming.

This was a suffocating power. Seeing this, Bodhisattva Manjusri clenched his palm, and a Buddhist artifact appeared in his hand.

"Zhao Gongming, this time, I will also suppress you." The Buddhist artifact in Bodhisattva Manjusri’s hand pressed down like Mount Tai.

Buddha light, Bodhisattva, as if thousands of Buddha kingdoms were being born and destroyed.

As a Quasi-Saint powerhouse, every move could destroy and give birth to endless worlds.

"Manjusri, your strength is indeed stronger, and I have wasted a lot of time, but even the me of the past could suppress you," Zhao Gongming said in a low voice.

He swung the golden whip in his hand.

"Clang..."