The saints remained silent, only scheming; how pathetic.
Zhao Gongming led the human race to kneel down and said, "Greetings, Holy One, may the Holy One live ten thousand years."
Zhunti thought this was the best time to spread his teachings, so he said first, "Humans, no need for formalities." After saying that, he raised his hand and spread out a large amount of Buddhist light. All the humans who were bathed in the light were either sick or healthy. Those who were healthy were strengthened, and it was even very beneficial to those who cultivated. The humans immediately bowed and thanked the saint Zhunti.
Taishang and Nuwa were displeased to see that Zhunti disregarded their feelings and failed to prioritize the matter, even going so far as to bewitch the human race. They snorted coldly.
Zhunti was greatly embarrassed and felt it was inappropriate. One was the leader of the human race, and the other was the Holy Mother of the human race. How could he possibly be in the position? He smiled helplessly, returned to Jieyin's side, and remained silent.
Zhao Gongming: "I do not know what business the Sage Heavenly Venerable has with the human race. Why did you not inform the attendant? I will personally go to the Dao site to see the Heavenly Venerable."
Everyone looked at each other, and Taishang said first: "Nothing else, it's just Sister Bai."
Zhao Gongming said, "Fellow Daoist Bai is not feeling well. I will go and fetch her."
A moment later, Zhao Gongming arrived with Sister Bai. Gongming said to Sister Bai, "Fellow Daoist Sister Bai, quickly pay your respects to the Holy Heavenly Venerable."
Sister Bai bowed and said, "Sister Bai greets all the Heavenly Venerables."
The Supreme Lord said, "Sister Bai, I wish to take you as my disciple, is that alright?"
Sister Bai said, "Thank you for your kindness, Supreme Heavenly Venerable, but I already have a master."
Upon hearing this, the Supreme Lord smiled and summoned the boy back to Shouyang.
Original: "Is your master a saint?"
Sister Bai: "No, but I also know that once a teacher, always a teacher, and I dare not betray my teacher."
Originally displeased, he thought to himself: I am a sage, it is your blessing to accept you as my disciple, yet you refuse. Humph, I will settle this with you later.
Tongtian: "Fellow Daoist Sister Bai, Tongtian greets you."
Sister Bai: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, Sister Bai also greets you."
All the saints laughed at Tongtian for lowering his status.
Tongtian didn't take it to heart and continued to smile.
Zhunti said, “I see that Zhao Gongming has a connection with my Western Paradise, so I have come to ferry him here.” He then said to Gongming, “Zhao Gongming, come to my Western Paradise.”
Zhao Gongming said, "I thank the Sage for his grace, but I have already taken Kong Xuan of Penglai as my master and dare not betray my teachings."
Zhunti stopped talking, waved his sleeve, and directly took Zhao Gongming.
The guide said to Sister Bai, "I see that you have a connection with the West, so I have come to guide you."
Sister Bai gave Jieyin a cold look and said nothing more.
Tongtian said, "Brother Jieyin, you can ferry Sister Bai, but we still need to go through a battle." With that, a sword appeared in his hand. The Zhutian Sword appeared, and its fierce killing aura soared straight to the heavens, causing the surrounding space to crack open, as if it were about to separate heaven and earth.
The two Western Saints were greatly alarmed, as was the Primordial One. Nuwa also frowned, and Jieyin asked, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what is the name of this sword?"
Tongtian laughed heartily, his heroic spirit surging forth, and said, "The sword is named 'Zhutian' (Slaying Heaven)."
When Yuanshi saw that Tongtian had obtained a great treasure, his eyes flashed with a sharp light. He said to Tongtian, "Junior brother, you must not be rude. This woman is indeed destined for the West."
Tongtian pondered: He was certain to win against Zhunti, and the Jieyin Zhuxian Sword Formation could also help him. However, adding Yuanshi seemed inappropriate, after all, they were brothers.
Tongtian said to Sister Bai, "Fellow Daoist Sister Bai, Tongtian has no choice."
Sister Bai: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, Sister Bai thanks you."
When the millions of humans saw that Sister Bai was about to be taken away, they all had fierce looks on their faces and clenched their fists tightly. However, they did not speak, but shed tears of regret. It was not that they were afraid of death, but rather that they would rather stay than die meaninglessly. As long as they were alive, there was hope.
Suddenly, two little boys ran out from the crowd, pointing at Zhunti and Jieyin and saying, "You are bad people, you are bad people!" They then hugged Bai Jie's legs and cried loudly.
Sister Bai stroked the two boys' faces, looking into their innocent yet stubborn eyes, and gently asked, "Little friends, what are your names?"
The two boys said, "Your Majesty, we don't have names."
Bai Jie calculated with her fingers and said to the two little boys, "I bestow upon you the name 'Shennong' and the name 'Xuanyuan', to protect the human race on my behalf." After saying this, she pointed a finger at each of their eyebrows, turned her head to look at the two Western Saints, and sneered repeatedly.
Bai Jie produced a zither, her slender fingers plucking the strings repeatedly. Instantly, a chilling and sorrowful aura surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, the boundless aura of grief enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain. The sun disappeared, and a light rain began to fall.
Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Sister Bai sang: What has wet my eyes, preventing me from seeing your former figure? What has saddened my heart, making me unable to hold onto your past smile? Is it the sound of rain disturbing my peace, making me unable to hear the sound of my own tears?...
Who can truly feel my tearful, persistent longing, and send away this sorrow and desolation? Who can warm my damp heart with love, and give me a gentle whisper? Who can truly feel my tearful, persistent longing, and send away this sorrow and desolation? The desolate sound of the zither and the poignant song permeate and spread all around. My heart drifts and drifts, drifting into snowflakes; the wind blows and blows, blowing into tears.
A surge of grief and indignation, an aura of sorrow that seemed to transcend the constraints of distance, instantly spread throughout the vast wilderness.
The people of Penglai Island were also awakened by this earth-shattering aura of injury. They frantically tried to pinpoint its source, but to no avail. They realized that the celestial order had been thrown into chaos. When that mournful and beautiful song drifted over, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven wept. With a bloodcurdling scream, he flew madly towards the primordial land, an aura of sorrow emanating from him and rapidly spreading outwards…
Seeing their master so grief-stricken, the disciples of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven were bewildered and instantly transformed into five beams of light—purple, white, gray, blood, and gold—and gave chase.
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