Chapter 1

Thirty three days away, in the Bajing palace.

A Taoist priest in a robe is closing his eyes and quietly understanding to explore the greatness and beauty of the holy land. Behind him, thousands of lights shine and candles flicker. He is very handsome.

Suddenly, a beam of golden light broke through the void and hit from a distance. It went straight into the Bajing palace and quietly landed on the desk in front of Laozi in Taiqing!

Feeling the fluctuation of the surrounding space, Taiqing Laozi was stunned. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at it. Then he was full of amazement!

He is a saint's realm. There are many prohibitions and numerous mechanisms in the Bajing palace. Even if he is a great power in the same holy realm, he can't easily break through the layers of prohibitions and enter the palace.

If you don't break in without your own promise, your accomplishments will be wasted, and your life and death will disappear!

But in front of this beam of golden light, it was like entering a no man's land. Even he had no time to respond, he was broken by others.

Such means, hiss

It's so terrible!

The Taiqing sage, who had returned to God, gently stretched out his hand, grabbed it with his five fingers, and held the golden light in his hand.

When the golden light dissipated, I saw a golden letter in my hand, with three vigorous and powerful characters on it: invitation.

"Invitation?"

Looking at these three rather obscure words, the sage of Taiqing became more and more confused. He gently dialed his index finger and began to check the content on the letterhead.

But this time, he almost didn't startle the sage, who was always heavy, and fell off the futon.

"Good news, good news! Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"The opportunity can't be lost. It won't come again. You Taoist friends, the temple of casting has officially opened!"

"Are you still worried that you don't have high-level Lingbao?"

"Are you still feeling inferior because you don't even have a congenital treasure?"

"Are you still worried that you don't have a treasure?"

"It doesn't matter. Don't be 998 or 668! Just pay a little cultivation, you can upgrade your acquired Lingbao to a congenital Lingbao!"

"Don't you want to preach with treasure?"

"Don't you want to experience the pleasure of echoing everywhere?"

"Don't you want to trample on your former enemy and shout a few times? I'm the biggest in the famine?"

"Come on, build the temple, I use my hands to achieve your dream!"

……

After reading this strange invitation letter, Taiqing Laozi has already set off a storm in his heart.

This set of words is simply what the liars in the lower worldly world say!

But this one's means are so unpredictable that even he can't resist it with the body of a saint.

It's just an invitation this time. What if it's a chopping immortal throwing knife?

Thinking of this, the sage of Taiqing couldn't help sweating all over!

He murmured a few words of "immeasurable God". He didn't dare to speak any more. He had to continue to meditate with his eyes closed. However, his long silent heart had already been stirred up by endless reverie.

……

At the same time, the same scene is being staged everywhere in the three realms.

Lingshan, in the main hall.

The Tathagata looks solemn, sits high above, spits out golden lotus, and teaches magic.

On both sides of it, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Lingshan are intoxicated and uncomfortable.

But the sudden golden light broke the last silence of the blessed land in the West.

"Hum, strengthen Lingbao? It's just a dream!"

"The innate spiritual treasure is a number determined by heaven, and it can't be changed by manpower. These people who deceive the world and steal fame are really funny!"

Naturally, all the Buddhas saw the words on the invitation letter. For a moment, they could not help but look at it with disdain.

"Amitabha, I'm afraid even saints can't change the grade of Lingbao."

"Now it's the time when the west is booming. People can't help but be jealous and disturb people's minds. You still need to guard against arrogance and impatience. Don't let people take advantage of loopholes and break their hearts!"

Hearing the chatter of the Buddhas below, the Tathagata nodded slightly and drank to stop the noise in the hall.

Glancing at the strange invitation again, I felt a little more vigilant and afraid.

After all, those who can send things into the main hall without warning are at least as powerful as their own cultivation.

The Tathagata even disdains the things that fool people, such as strengthening Lingbao.

Are you kidding?

Do you know what you were called before you switched to western religion?

Do you know what you used to rely on to follow the leader of Tongtian?

Do you know how Taoist Duobao wrote a few words?

If this holy palace really has such an unfathomable means, and I'm still the Buddha of a hammer, I'm afraid even saints don't dare to compete with me!

……

On this side of heaven, such a scene is still staged.

The immortals scoffed at this inexplicable invitation, and even the Jade Emperor despised it in every way.

Also strengthen Lingbao, why don't you say you can make a difference?

No matter how I say, I am also a boy under the throne of the former Taoist ancestor. I have followed the Taoist ancestor for so many years. What means have I not seen?

It's wishful thinking to raise Lingbao level!

……

All the top ranked Daneng in the three realms, without exception, received this unheard of invitation. All of them showed a dismissive attitude towards it. They felt that such a means of fooling people was a great lie in the world!

However, only one person had unprecedented trust and excitement!

Deep in the dark sea of blood, endless blood light surged and merged into a scarlet soil.

In the meantime, an old man sat on his back, showing a tired state and a listless breath, as if he would lose his breath at any time.

But it was such a dying old man that the breath emitted from his body was extremely terrible, and even the void vibrated faintly.

"Strengthen Lingbao?"

"It's a little interesting."

Playing with the golden letterhead in his hand, the ancestor of Styx looked joking.

I was the first person under the sage in the famine. In my early years, I practiced Taoism under the seat of Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

But watching all the senior brothers and sisters preach and become saints one after another, I was stuck in the peak of quasi sainthood for hundreds of millions of years and couldn't take another half step. I couldn't help but think a little crooked, trying to emulate Nu Wa's creation of people and preach and become saints with merit.

But after exhausting countless original strength to toss out the Asura family, he became the so-called demon sect. He was defeated by thousands of powerful forces, and seemed to be a street mouse shouted by everyone. Only then could he shrink in the dark sea of blood and live a life.

But just as I was going to continue to live and wait for revenge by relying on the Qiyun testimony provided by the Asura family, another uninvited guest came to the nether world - the king of Tibet Bodhisattva!

This Buddhist chess piece inserted in the nether world began to cross around the Asura family day and night, destroying the opportunity of preaching for hundreds of millions of years!

But it happened that they were backed by the Western Lingshan mountain, and they got the decree of receiving and mentioning the two saints to cross the nether world. Even if they were angry, they could only swallow their anger!

If not, if you go to war with Lingshan rashly and attract countless enemies, you must have no choice but to die!

When I recall that I was labeled as a demon sect and then went to fight against the immortals, the ancestors of Styx were full of reluctance!

Why can't I do it in the Styx river?

I just want to create another family. What's wrong?

If outsiders were not jealous of the two treasures Yuantu and a Bi in their hands, would they be reduced to the point where everyone shouted?

Cause and effect?

If you don't believe it, you won't accept it!!

It's better to let go and maybe have a chance of life than to stay in peace and be bullied by a younger generation at the door of the house!

At this point, the momentum of the Styx suddenly soared, and the full momentum of the quasi Saint peak suddenly dispersed, which immediately attracted the ghosts and wolves of the whole nether place, and even the Tibetan king Bodhisattva was frightened!

Then, I saw a flash of light at the foot of the old ancestor of the Styx River, and turned into a blood light. According to the position on the invitation letter, I rushed towards the casting holy palace!

Today he wants to see if there is such a higher than the way of heaven in these three realms!

... to be continued