bookbashuk Chapter 29: The Two Western Saints Demand Conferment, the Horse-Keeper Plague, the Curtain-Roller, a
Chapter 29: The Two Western Saints Demand Conferment, the Horse-Keeper Plague, the Curtain-Roller, a
Chapter 29: The Two Western Saints Demand Conferment, the Stable God, the Curtain Roller, and the Altar Cleanser are Born Ahead of Schedule!
"This humble Taoist priest, Laozi, greets the Great Heavenly Venerable."
An old Taoist priest, his face calm and composed, bowed slightly to Haotian and said, "I believe there is a Tushita Palace in the Heavenly Court."
As he spoke, a miniature palace appeared in Laozi's hand.
When Haotian saw this scene, he immediately understood that Laozi had sent his benevolent corpse to the Heavenly Court to seize the destiny.
After a slight change in expression, Haotian spoke in a deep voice: "Greetings, Laozi."
"Since this is Senior Brother Taiqing's intention, then my Heavenly Court shall have a thirty-fourth Heaven!"
As he spoke, Haotian directly activated his Quasi-Saint Great Perfection power, and using his status as the Lord of Heaven, he uttered a clear shout: "Lihentian, open!"
Rumble~
Above the thirty-third heaven, another large space was opened up, independent of the Heavenly Court.
It is one level higher than the Heavenly Court.
Haotian was very satisfied with this scene.
By doing this, I both gave Lao Tzu face and did not bestow any official title upon him, nor did I grant Lao Tzu any good fortune or merit.
It can be said that they preserved their own substance.
Even Laozi, the Supreme Lord, was slightly taken aback when he saw this scene.
Lao Tzu, in the Eight Views Palace, sighed softly, his expression returning to calm.
"Very well, in that case, this old Taoist thanks the Great Celestial Venerable!"
In the thirty-third heaven, after Laozi finished speaking, the Tushita Palace in his hand fell into the center of the Lihen Heaven.
Then he stepped into the Tushita Palace and took his seat in the Heavenly Court!
As for the Heavenly Court's fortune, we can deal with it gradually in the future.
All the great beings of the Primordial World were shocked to see this scene.
This is the aura of the number one person in the Xuanmen!
Even a mere benevolent corpse was enough for the Great Celestial Venerable to willingly submit to its dominance.
Deep within the Northern Sea, Kunpeng witnessed this scene, his face filled with gloom.
"This is the age of sages!"
East Sea, Biyou Palace.
Tongtian was happily sipping his Enlightenment Tea when he saw Haotian open another level of heaven for Laozi's good corpse, and his sharp eyes narrowed slightly.
He thought to himself, "This Haotian really does have some tricks up his sleeve."
"I underestimated him a bit before."
"But it doesn't matter. Even if Haotian truly cultivates the Heavenly Emperor Dao Fruit and possesses the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, the advantage is still mine!"
"What primordial heavenly court? This era must belong to me, Tongtian!"
Instantly, a powerful and unstoppable sword intent surged into the sky from Biyou Palace.
It shook the very heavens!
The entire Jie Sect was shocked and puzzled, and then looked towards the direction of Duobao Island.
"Senior Brother, did Master experience some kind of kidney problem at Biyou Palace?"
At this moment, Duobao, in his own dojo, struggled to open his small eyes, shook his head blankly, and said, "I don't know either..."
at the same time.
When Jieyin and Zhunti saw Laozi move into the Thirty-Fourth Heaven, they gained face but did not reap any benefits.
He couldn't help but panic.
He quickly led a group of Western Sect disciples and sped up their cloud-climbing technique, finally arriving at the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Upon seeing Haotian, Zhunti immediately said, "Junior Brother Haotian... oh, no."
"Your Majesty, the Great Heavenly Venerable, and the Holy Mother of Yaochi, do you think my disciples from the Western Sect resemble the Grand Marshal of Heaven or the Heavenly Judge?"
"Is this really someone who's come to ask for an official title?" Chen Fusheng thought to himself.
Haotian and Yaochi were both taken aback.
Are these two Western saints really that shameless?
Just as Haotian was wondering how to respond, Chen Fusheng stepped forward, bowed to the two Western Saints, and said, "This humble Taoist, Youming Fusheng Wuliang Fengdu, greets the Saints."
However, I observed that the Western disciples guarding the Peach Garden resembled the stable masters of the Imperial Stables, the Clean Altar Envoy of the Imperial Kitchen, and the Curtain-Rolling General of the Lingxiao Palace.
"Like the security guards at the four main gates of Heaven!"
It was clear that Jieyin and Zhunti did not pay attention to Chen Fusheng's words.
Upon seeing him emerge, they reacted as if they had seen a ghost, simultaneously shouting, "Holy crap!"
He then quickly avoided Chen Fusheng's bow.
The guide immediately activated the saint's divine power to sever all karmic ties between the West and Chen Fusheng.
Zhunti was almost in tears: "Huilong, stay away from the west and don't talk to us."
Please, I beg you.
Chen Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and at the same time felt a little embarrassed.
Those two Western scoundrels, they despise him so much...
"Damn it...
Fang Qi, standing behind Jieyin and Zhunti, found it all quite amusing.
The group admin is truly powerful.
Even saints were afraid of being tainted by his bad luck.
When Haotian heard Chen Fusheng speak, he was overjoyed: "Fellow Daoist Fusheng's bestowal is indeed excellent."
"The title bestowed by the Great Emperor Ziwei of Fengdu just now was also my will!"
Haotian's words defined what Chen Fusheng had just said.
Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed slightly: "No, that won't do."
"How can such a minor official, a mere concubine, be worthy of my Western disciples?"
Thinking of this, Jieyin and Zhunti felt very unwilling.
Isn't this an insult to the West?
Although the West is barren, they are still two saints!
For a moment, the atmosphere in Heaven became very tense.
in the chat group.
Fang Qi: "Haha, group owner, the group owner knows how to have fun."
"Is this a prelude to future Journey to the West?"
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Those who know, know. By the way, you'd better cooperate quickly, otherwise Jieyin and Zhunti will force Haotian."
"OK, received."
In the Netherworld, within the Pangu Palace.
Houtu, who was soaking her feet in the water of the River of Oblivion, was slightly taken aback when she saw the suddenly updated chat group content.
"A strategic move to develop a Journey to the West theme?"
"Why travel to the West? Does the West really promise great prosperity?"
No matter how Houtu deduced the future, she could not see any opportunity for the West to prosper.
The East has the Three Pure Ones, and even Nuwa in the Nuwa Palace does not want to see the West prosper.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
At this moment, above the thirty-third heaven.
Fang Qi saw that Jieyin, Zhunti, and the other Western Sect disciples all had gloomy and displeased expressions upon hearing about Haotian's bestowal of titles.
He immediately sent a whispered message: "Two prison guards, fellow disciples, please don't be angry yet. Haotian's conferment is excellent."
"We can all embezzle these positions."
"The people watching over the peaches, raising the horses, and standing guard in the imperial kitchen and the Lingxiao Palace are all ours."
"Even the gatekeepers are our people. Don't we have any worries about bringing back treasures and food to the West?"
"Senior Brother, isn't this inappropriate?" Medicine Master and Maitreya transmitted their voices somewhat embarrassedly: "No matter how impoverished our Western Paradise may be, it is still a great religion of the sages!"
"How could I do something so disgraceful?"
When Jieyin and Zhunti heard Fang Qi's telepathic message, their pupils instantly contracted sharply, and they were overjoyed.
He immediately transmitted his voice to rebuke the Pharmacist and Maitreya: "Foolish!"
"Your Senior Brother Fang truly deserves to be called the chief disciple of the Western Sect!"
"You all need to learn from your senior brother Fang."
"Isn't all this for the sake of the prosperity of the West?"
"We in the West are poor and suffer!"
Zhunti immediately burst into tears as he transmitted his voice, a single tear of sainthood falling from his eye.
The pharmacist quickly accepted it with a broken jade bottle.
These are the tears of our master, a saint! Take them back to water the medicinal herbs in the garden; they are a rare treasure!
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