C820 Five Saints
C820 Five Saints
This was the most dangerous and terrifying place in the universe. The dangers in the chaotic void were often unknown. Even a supreme existence like a saint could not guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed in the chaos.
Because within the chaos. . . This was because there were all sorts of strange Xiantian lifeforms in the chaos. The foundations of these lifeforms were even much deeper than that of a saint.
The primal chaos was like a lump of paste. All types of chaotic matter mixed together, rubbing and squeezing against each other. One world after another was slowly born from the chaos after hundreds of millions of years.
A ball of gentle white light emitted circles of clear air. This ball of white light did not have any power, but it was able to create a space with a diameter of a hundred meters within the chaos.
There was nothing in this space, but there was a stone table in the middle with five teacups on the table. The teacups were still emitting wisps of hot air, and the air was filled with a fragrance.
Five Taoists in Taoist robes were sitting cross-legged around the stone table in silence. On the west side were two distressed Taoists. One was a white-robed Daoist, and the other was a green-robed Daoist.
The two Taoists had deep wrinkles on their faces, and their faces were full of sorrow. They only took a glance at the two Taoists. It was as if all the sorrow in this world was surging toward them. A single glance at them was enough to make a person who was happy and happy become the most despairing person in the world.
Life was bitter.
These two Daoists were none other than the Dual Saints of Western Cult, Daoist Subhuti and Daoist Guiding.
The three Daoists sitting cross-legged in the east were a purple-clothed old Daoist with white hair and beard. He had a kind expression on his face. On his back was a large purple-golden gourd, and he gave off an otherworldly feeling.
Sitting on the right side of the purple-clothed old Daoist was a middle-aged Daoist in green with a serious expression. He had three strands of long beard that hung down to his chest, and he gave off an aura of righteousness.
Sitting on the left side of the purple-robed old Daoist was a young Daoist in red. This young Taoist priest seemed to be uncomfortable all over, and his eyes were constantly glancing at the two Taoist priests opposite him. His hands were also scratching his ears and cheeks. There were four long swords on his back. That feeling was as if he wanted to reach out and grab the long sword on his back. He fiercely slashed at the two Taoists.
These three Daoists are the Three Saints of Daoism, the Three Saints of Daoism, the Three Saints of Daoism, the Three Saints of Daoism, the Three Saints of Daoism. Daoist Taiqing, Daoist Yuqing, and Daoist Shangqing, who had inherited the Nine Saints of the Human Clan and took over the Origin World's Heavenly Dao.
The tea cups on the stone table were still filled with the fragrance. Apart from Daoist Shang Qing, the other four remained motionless. When Yang Qiu showed them the 100 sets of Devourer Equipments while laughing out loud, the green-clothed old Daoist in the Western Dual Saints coughed lightly.
"Fellow Daoist Tian Qing. Isn't this little fellow stretching his hand too far?"
Before the purple-clothed old Daoist could say anything, Daoist Shang Qing, who wore a red Daoist robe, directly jumped up and pointed at the green-clothed old Daoist as he cursed.
"You old bald donkey! You still have the face to say such a thing? Thinking back to the past. . . If you hadn't brought these damned Outlanders in, would the three of us have been able to take the blame for you? Come, come, come. If you want to touch this kid, you'll have to ask my sword answer first. "
The grief on the old Taoist's face was even heavier, as if his face was covered in yellow. He looked at the young man in the red robe with some fear, but did not say anything.
The Taoist Priest Qing Qing coughed lightly, but he instead turned and glared coldly at his junior apprentice-brother.
"Third Brother, sit down!"
Daoist Shangqing snorted coldly and sat down sulkily, then picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. He then reached out and picked up a Bodhi seed under the teacup, putting it into his mouth and chewing fiercely. However, his gaze was incomparably fierce as he stared at the old Daoist in green, as if he was eating the flesh of the old Daoist in green.
In fact, the Bodhi seed that was used to make tea was really the Bodhi fruit that the azure-robed Daoist's main body had only grown once every hundreds of millions of years. The effects of this Bodhi Fruit were in no way inferior to the effects of the Supreme Purity Daoist's Nine Revolutions Golden Pill. If an ordinary person smelled this bodhi fruit, they would probably live for ten thousand years. If they ate it, they would be able to directly attain the position of Arhat Bodhisattva.
The old Taoist in white sitting next to the old Taoist in green coughed lightly. He reached out a hand as white as jade and slowly picked up the teacup in front of him. After smelling it for a while, he put it down and said slowly:
"Fellow Daoists, Jian Mu and Breath Soil. We each have our own kind. If this continues, I'm afraid the outcome will be unknown. At that time, you promised us brothers. We decided to give up the Heavenly Dao of this world. You. . . But now, you want to help us seize the Heavenly Dao of this foreign world? Do you want to go back on your word? "
The red-robed youth slammed the table once more and shouted:
"So what if I go back on my word? You two bald donkeys! Do you want me to tell you how much you've done behind our backs for so many years? Just saying that you have calculated the Heavenly Court and enslaved the Human Clan and seized their faith is enough to get you out of this world! "
The old Daoist in green and the old Daoist in white were infuriated by the bald donkeys' shouts. They glanced at the young man in red robe and said with a bitter smile,
"Fellow Daoist Shangqing, these two things. . . You can't blame us. Besides that, we agreed that we would rely on our own methods! "
"What a great method! To think that you're also saints, how shameless!"
The eyelids of the old Taoist in white twitched. He almost stood up to attack, but the old Taoist in green coughed lightly. The old Taoist in white looked at the four long swords on the back of the red-robed youth in fear. In the end, he did not act up. He picked up the teacup in front of him and carefully sniffed it a few times before nodding weakly.
"It's unnecessary to say anything. Let's talk about how to deal with this matter. Fellow Daoists, could it be that this Yang Qiu is really your backup plan? The two of us don't want to have any real conflicts with you. "
The red-clothed youth was about to fly into a rage again, but he was fiercely glared at by Daoist Yuqing, causing him to sit back down. He rolled his eyes and muttered something to himself. It was nothing more than pointing at the monk and calling him a bald donkey. In short, it was not something pleasant to hear.
The Daoist's face was filled with a kind smile as he looked at the azure-clothed, white-clothed Daoist and said,
"Fellow Daoists, regarding the matter of the Human Clan. . . Let's not interfere, the Human Clan of western world. . . It has provided the two of you with enough faith over the years. It's time to give them a chance to free themselves. We won't do anything to Yang Qiu, this little kid. Let them play by themselves. As for the outcome. . . Regarding that matter, the old Daoist naturally abided by the agreement. However, the foreign race and Western Cult had to withdraw from this world. The three brothers of the old Daoist had made a huge mistake back then, and it was no longer possible to make up for it. This is the world of the Human Clan, so it's better to leave this world to the Human Clan! My Dao Sect will also withdraw from this world. The Heavenly Dao of this world, the three of us. We will return it to the Human Clan as well. "
The old Daoist in green and the old Daoist in white exchanged a glance, then nodded at the same time. They stood up and bowed to the old Daoist, then disappeared from where they were.
Seeing the two Daoists disappear into the chaos, Daoist Shangqing sneered:
"Eldest senior brother, do you think that these two bald donkeys will abide by the agreement? After so many years, have they done too little behind our backs? Back then, they schemed against the Human Clan. I can guarantee that in the end, they will plot against all three of us! "
Daoist Taiqing smiled and didn't say anything. However, Daoist Yuqing glared at Daoist Qing with a cold expression and said coldly:
"Third Brother, why are you still like this? Eldest Brother has his own arrangements!"
"He has his own plans? Eldest Senior Brother, it's not that I'm criticizing you. I really can't stand your good temper. Forget it. I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. Big Senior Brother, give me a few gourds of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill in your hands. I'll be useful! "
He let out a long sigh. The old man in purple took off the purple-golden gourd from his back and handed it to the young man in red. He then said calmly:
"Third Junior Brother, you are a wild man, and you don't care about the consequences of your actions. This time, you must not make a mistake! When the time comes, if you're caught by the other party again, you might have no choice but to go into seclusion for another million years! "
The red-robed young Daoist bared his teeth and laughed, pouring out all the pills in the purple-gold gourd. Then, he tossed the large gourd to Daoist Qing Tai. With a wave of his hand, four sword lights shot into the sky, directly splitting apart the chaos, and he left just like that.
The Daoist frowned as he looked in the direction where the sword lights had disappeared, saying mildly:
"Eldest senior brother, are you just going alone without worrying about Third junior brother?"
The purple-clothed old Daoist said softly,
"Why do you think so much? the old man asked. We have made a huge mistake back then. We have deceived those two for so many years. It is time for us to settle the score. Yang Qiu is a good choice. Since he has the qualification now, the old man in purple said. Let's give him a push from behind!"
With a cold smile, Daoist Yuqing waved his sleeve.
"I'm just afraid that you, senior apprentice-brother, are a good person. That kid will not appreciate it in the future!"
The old Daoist in purple smiled slightly.
"It's his business whether he appreciates it or not. It's our business whether we do it or not. Second junior brother, I know you are still brooding over what happened back then. However, don't forget. . . We were born in the Human Clan, and we did that back then. . . What other choice do we have? We didn't do anything wrong. For the continuation of the Human Clan. . . At least, we did it. "
Daoist Yuqing seemed to have something else to say, but in the end, he held it in and didn't speak. He turned and looked at Hun Dun. After passing through the chaotic void, his eyes fell upon the Dishi Heaven City of western world.
At this time, Yang Qiu had already entered Dishi Cha's family and received an unprecedentedly warm welcome.
The three major foreign races of western world had fallen into an earth-shattering earthquake.