Menghe walked behind Jieyin and "Zhunti" and loudly said: "Two friends, Menghe has low qualities and insufficient roots. I heard that the Western World has a great scripture that can cure the dull mind. In order to achieve the Great Path, this time I am bold to ask for a lesson from you two!"
Jieyin was somewhat embarrassed. His realm was undoubtedly higher than Menghe's, but he really didn't like fighting, while Menghe could tell just by looking at his stance that he was very capable in combat!
If Jieyin were a saint, fighting Menghe would be no different than fighting a descendant. The problem is that he is not yet a saint, and there is indeed a gap in their levels of cultivation, but it's not to the extent of being drastically different.
Use the Guan body six zhang, and then release the 12th level golden lotus of merit. Fight! Fight until you are tired? That is not dignified.
Jieyin merely doesn't like to talk much, he is not someone to be pushed around like a melon. Even the Red Cloud, who has always been known as a nice guy, has his moments of decisive action. Now, Jieyin's resentment towards Menghe and the Blood Sea is great. Today, you make me lose face; when I achieve the status of a saint, I will make you pay back a hundredfold or even a thousandfold in the Blood Sea!
It's just that the current situation is really difficult to get through. Looking at his junior brother, Jieyin hopes his junior brother can come up with a solution.
Deng Chanyu looked curiously at Menghe. Menghe challenged the Western Saints? Had that incident ever happened during the second lecture of Zixia Palace in the past?
She also cast a glance at the Kunpeng, who was very alert and immediately averted his eyes.
Deng Chanyu's heart-clearing ability has already reached the stage of transformation, and she could see through Kunpeng's plan with just one glance.
Haha, this guy is planning to steal a seat, right? As long as Deng Chanyu agrees to the challenge, either she or Jieyin will stand up immediately. Once they do, Kunpeng will use his outstanding speed to grab the chaire, and then refuse to move afterwards! Go screw Menghe and Red Cloud!
What a brilliant plan! It really takes shamelessness to the extreme!
Deng Chanyu turned to Menghe and said, "Friend, challenging my brothers and sisters is to increase your own foundation, and to prepare for future breakthroughs in the cultivation of the Immortal? Right?"
At this time, Hongjun had already become a saint. Old Deng himself had said that he achieved the Dao of Hunsan and became a saint. It is now called the Hongwanshan Saint. This realm of cultivation does not constitute a secret.
If someone else were in this situation, they would definitely say that they are seeking the true meaning of the Great Dao or following in the footsteps of the Ancestor of the Dao. The immortals in the Primordial Chaos are generally reserved. Even if they think this way in their hearts, they would not say it out loud. They would use various justified reasons to cover up their actual thoughts.
Menghe was not this type of personality. Even if he hadn't created the Shennzisutong, he still had a very domineering and tough approach to doing things.
He didn't hide his ambition to become a saint: "Indeed, I do have that intention. I would like to request some guidance from the two Western immortals."
The Purple-Sky Palace has suppressed the abilities of many powerful beings to the extreme. Kunpeng is close by, and Deng Chanyu can hear his heartbeat. Once he is beyond a five-meter range, she can no longer hear anything. At this time, she uses her heart-clearing ability to listen to Menghe, and all she hears is a succession of killing sounds. This guy's heart is full of killing intent, with no moment of rest.
Deng Chanyu hesitated for a moment and asked: "Do you know the Dragon and Phoenix Great Calamity?"
We all came from that era. Who doesn't know about such a major event?
During the time of the chaotic battle between the three tribes of dragons, phoenixes, and qilins, all the powerful beings present, one by one, were hiding in corners shivering with fear. In an era where Great Immortals were the pinnacle, the supernatural abilities of the three tribes were too strong, and with such large populations, they came in droves. No one else knows for sure, but Menghe never thought about fighting a hundred against one.
"I know." Menghe was a bit impatient. "I am going to fight with you. Why do you keep talking about the Dragon, Phoenix, and Unicorn Great Calamity? That's not very enjoyable. You're acting like a woman!"
Deng Chanyu asked again: "Do you know the real reason for the fighting among the three tribes?"
"Ah, do you know about it?" Menghe had already drawn his sword, with the Anji sword emitting red light and the Yuancui sword glowing with green. As Deng Chanyu's question was asked, he couldn't help but reinsert the Anji back into its sheath, for he was also very curious about this question.
This question has puzzled him for countless years, and he has secretly investigated the loyal followers of the three tribes. However, he has yet to find an answer.
The ordinary dragons and phoenixes have no idea why they must engage in a grand battle with the other two tribes. They are born into war, live through it, and die in it. They have never pondered the reason for this war.
Menghe's war spirit diminished by half instantly. Kunpeng was a bit anxious, but he also wanted to know the answer to this question.
Menghe asked: "Do you two know the answer? What is the real reason? Please enlighten us without hesitation."
Deng Chanyu spoke slowly and deliberately: "To become a saint, to achieve the status of a saint by taking advantage of the path of killing."
Menghe was greatly surprised. He never expected such an answer. He couldn't help but ask again, "Can the path of killing also lead to the achievement of sainthood?"
Deng Chanyu had a serious expression: "I don't make false statements."
Menghe could feel that the "Zhunti" was not lying. What does this mean? This means that he is now closest to achieving sainthood. As long as he continues to kill, this path can lead him to achieve the Dao of Hunsan.
Since the position of a saint is so close to him, why should he go to great lengths to listen to Hongjun's nonsensical teachings on the Way of Creation and Transformation?
Hongjun's profound and elusive teachings sound disgusting! They are too fanciful and far inferior to the pleasure of freely killing in the Blood Sea.
Deng Chanyu had been through the purification of Bu Zhou Mountain, enhancing her resistance considerably. At this time, as she returned to the Purple-Sky Palace, the pressure here was no longer as overwhelming as it was last time. She pushed her ability of Dao's Voice to its peak and spoke as if talking to herself.
"Friend, it seems you have gained insight? Laughing out loud to the heavens and walking out the door, I, among us, am not a trivial person! Go, and prove your own path!"
Menghe's mental cultivation has always been poor, and it has always been like that, and it will be even worse in the future.
He felt vaguely that this poem spoke to his heart, and he seemed to see himself standing among mountains of corpses and blood, roaring at the sky. In reality, this was a warning from his own spirituality to him. Someone else would have woken up by now, but he had killed so many, he mistook this for a sign of good fortune and felt an indescribable joy in his heart! Unbelievable joy!
"Hahahaha—" Thinking of his own path to the Great Dao being so close, and him still looking for horses while riding donkeys, wanting to seize a cushion? It's laughable!
He no longer listened to the Dao. Laughing loudly, he pushed open the door of the Purple-Sky Palace and walked out, arrogantly riding the blood clouds back to the Primordial Chaos.
Hou Tian and Wangmu looked at each other in surprise.
Both were completely startled.
What's going on? How can he just leave like that?
This is quite an unusual occurrence. There are so many gods at the Purple-Sky Palace, and it's the first time one has left before the lecture starts. This could very well be the only instance of such a thing happening.
The many powerful beings within the Purple-Sky Palace were also taken aback. With just a couple of sentences, a poem, they managed to send the ancestor Menghe away? Too trivial, isn't it?
