"what to do……"
"Brother, do you want me to be dragged into this catastrophe too?"
Nuwa closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were filled with boundless sharpness.
"The general trend cannot be defied, and the great calamity cannot be reversed, but why should I defy it?"
Kunlun Mountains.
After returning to Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun flew into a rage, displaying a volatile and unpredictable temper!
The Twelve Golden Immortals were so frightened that they trembled and dared not utter a single word.
Jade Void Palace.
Many disciples sat in the main hall, while the Taoist Ran Deng stood there, gazing at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable seated high above.
"Master, Kuafu is nothing but an ant."
"I light the lamp, willing to share the burdens of the leader!"
"That's what the Taoist Ran Deng said with absolute certainty."
All the disciples of the Chan Sect turned to look at him.
Upon hearing this, the expression of Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting high above, softened slightly.
The Burning Lamp Daoist was one of the three thousand guests in the mortal world when he was in the Purple Cloud Palace.
He possesses the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Qiankun Ruler, and the Coffin Lamp.
Now he's at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint level. If he were to target Kuafu, the latter would definitely suffer a terrible death!
Yuanshi Tianzun slowly said, "Vice Master, you are very thoughtful."
"As far as I know, the Twelve Ancestral Witches value Kuafu highly. If you make a move rashly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will definitely stop you."
"I'll think of a way and then let you know when to take action."
Upon hearing this, Ran Deng cupped his hands and said, "Yes, sir!"
...
Buzhou Mountain is a continuous mountain range, vast and boundless.
Inside the Pangu Temple, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered.
Dijiang laughed, "Crushing a saint's Dharma body with a single finger, Kuafu is becoming more and more monstrous!"
"Hahaha, these are the fine sons of my Wu tribe!" Jumang said. "Under the whole heavens, in this vast primordial wilderness, who has destroyed the Dharma body of a saint and yet nothing has happened?"
"That's right, it's only my brother Kuafu!"
Xuanming stood there, her beautiful figure gleaming, a strange light flashing in her eyes, her heart pounding with excitement.
"Brother Kuafu, who exactly is he? I really can't figure him out."
Houtu braced herself on the table with both arms, her fair hands caressing her face, her bright eyes flashing with complex emotions.
She seemed to be thinking of something when a blush crept onto her cheeks.
"It's starting again."
"Oh, my infatuated little sister."
Zhu Rong shook his head and smiled helplessly. The other ancestral witches also echoed Zhu Rong's sentiments, laughing at Hou Tu for being a lovesick girl.
moment.
Xuanming and Houtu joined forces and beat the other ten Ancestral Witches, but after all, she was their precious little sister, so how could they fight back?
But everyone turned their anger towards Zhu Rong, since he had set a bad example, which led to Zhu Rong being severely beaten by all the Ancestral Witches.
As Zhu Rong was being brutally beaten, his large, copper-bell-sized eyes were filled with a look of grievance.
"Are you... are you still brothers?"
"Waaah, why did you hit me?"
"Haha, now we've betrayed them, we're on the same side as my sister!"
"Brothers and sisters, kill this guy!"
...
Mount Sumeru in the West.
In the Sumeru Palace, a thousand years later, Kuafu emerged from seclusion.
Within this magnificent palace, the aura of immortals was vast and boundless, and beautiful Western female believers would occasionally attend to Kuafu's daily needs.
"Lord Kuafu, here are one hundred top-grade spiritual veins."
Zhunti's disciple, Moonlight, entered and respectfully bowed to Kuafu, his hands shimmering with spiritual light.
Looking at the hundred top-grade spiritual veins, Kuafu nodded. With these spiritual veins, the spiritual energy of the Changsheng tribe would greatly increase.
The cultivation speed of all witches will also increase.
After collecting the spiritual veins, Kuafu said calmly, "Tell that bastard Zhunti for me that these are far from enough. Find another thousand."
moonlight:"……"
My Lord Kuafu!
Brother Sunlight and I ran our legs off, searching the entire western land, before finally managing to obtain one hundred top-grade spiritual veins.
Now you say it's not enough?
The West really...really has absolutely nothing left.
They've completely drained us!
Do you have any humanity left?
Moonlight couldn't help but sob, tears glistening in her eyes.
If they continue to search for spiritual veins so thoroughly, the spiritual energy of the Western Lands will plummet, which will affect the development of the entire Western Lands.
"Go."
Kuafu said mercilessly.
Moonlight dared not say anything more. The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, had instructed that whatever Kuafu needed, it must be satisfied.
Moonlight bowed respectfully, then left the Sumeru Hall and headed towards a remote and secluded place.
Looking at the small thatched hut, and the two saints' cramped and awkward situation.
Moonlight felt extremely bitter.
After the Three Pure Ones left, Kuafu's first order was for the two Western Saints to build a thatched hut and live there.
Kuafu, on the other hand, lived in the Sumeru Palace, a place brimming with celestial energy.
later.
Cundi and Jieyin then rallied a large number of beautiful Western female believers, who continuously entered the depths of the palace...
Moonlight asked, puzzled, "Aren't you aiding the enemy?"
Zhunti spoke righteously and eloquently, saying that if you want to ruin a person, you must corrupt their heart.
Thinking of this, Moonlight covered her face and burst into tears.
Master!
The disciple... the disciple also wants to taste the flavor of corruption.
"My disciple."
"Don't cry."
Zhunti sighed. "Moonlight is a very conscientious child. It's not in vain that I've taught him with so much hardship."
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