"By the way, Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, why don't you go meet your brother, Golden-Winged Dapeng? The two brothers should have a lot to talk about.
Now we just have to wait, waiting for the demon tribe members to build the Dharma Assembly venue. That will be the time for you and me to preach.”
Bai Ze smiled brightly.
Kong Xuan nodded: "Okay."
Time passed quickly, the demons moved very quickly, and the situation here changed every day.
In just ten days, the buildings here were completed.
There are places for preaching, meditation, accommodation, etc.
Bai Ze displayed his ten-thousand-foot Dharma image and spoke, "In the Demon God Temple of Northern Juluzhou, I, Bai Ze, and the Demon Emperor Kong Xuan will hold a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly here. We invite fellow Taoists from all over the Three Realms to attend the Dharma Assembly. Those who wish to attend should gather at the Demon God Temple of Northern Juluzhou in three days."
The terrifying sound spread throughout the three realms. All practitioners heard this terrifying sound and were shocked. The Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly was a rare high-level Dharma Assembly. If one could participate in it once, he would definitely benefit a lot. He might even be able to advance to several realms or more.
Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi suddenly looked up at the sound, shocked, and muttered to himself, "The Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly! The first place to hold the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly was actually the Demon God Temple of the Demon Clan. The information I got from my old friend Hongyun won't allow me to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Now, the Demon God Temple of the Demon Clan is my only hope. I hope I won't be disappointed this time."
He was stuck at the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint because it was too old. While others had become saints, he could never become a saint. Even the reincarnation of his good friend Hong Yun had cultivated to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but he was still at the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint.
As a good friend, he naturally went to Hongyun to ask about the method of proving the Tao. Unfortunately, the other party's Tao was really impossible to copy, because the other party found the Hongyun of his previous life and lost his own foundation. No one could imitate this method.
Therefore, the Demon God Temple of the Demon Clan is his only remaining hope.
Zhen Yuanzi closed the Wuzhuang Temple and flew into the clouds, heading towards the Northern Continent.
Heaven, the fairyland of Yaochi.
Haotian and Yaochi each sat on a dragon throne. When they heard the news announced by the Demon Saint Bai Ze from the lower world, they looked at each other, and the joy that flickered in their eyes was seen by each other.
Yes, they are both the sons of Daoist Ancestor Hongjun. They have practiced for countless years and have now reached the realm of quasi-saint great perfection.
Since the end of the Lich-Wizard War, the two most powerful races in the world have disappeared. In order to maintain the order of the Three Realms, the two of them were pushed to the supreme throne of Heaven by the Taoist Hongjun to govern the Three Realms.
In order not to affect his own practice, he killed the three corpse incarnations and let them sit in the heaven.
If it weren't for the humanistic behavior of the sage Hou Tu this time, they might still be practicing in seclusion.
Yao Chi opened her red lips and asked, "Brother, shall we go to participate in the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly held by the demon race?"
"Go! Why not? It's not like Di Jun and Tai Yi are resurrected. We inherit the throne of the Supreme Heaven. That's the master's order. They may want to seize back the orthodoxy, but it's impossible."
The righteous and majestic Haotianhu said with a cold look in his eyes.
"Okay, the one from Wuzhuang Temple has already left, so let's go too."
"Um."
East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, asked cautiously, "Sir, the Demon God Temple in Northern Juluzhou is about to hold a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly. Do you think our dragon clan should attend?"
"Go, why not? Your dragon race is experiencing a resurgence, and your fortune is flourishing. You already have over thirty Quasi-Saints and hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals. It's time to demonstrate your strength in front of all beings in the Three Realms."
"Since the Immortal agrees, then Old Dragon and his three younger brothers will go with the Quasi-Sage-level Dragon Elders to listen to the teachings."
The Dragon King of the East Sea was full of courage and said with a wave of his hand.
"Well, I'll keep you company when the time comes!"
Uttarakuru.
The Demon God Temple of the Demon Clan is making final preparations for the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Dharma Assembly.
People from all walks of life kept coming here. They were from Wuzhuang Temple, Heaven, Dragon Palace, Buddhism, the Underworld, as well as demons from all over the place who had been unwilling to come here.
At this time, the entire Uttarakuru Continent was filled with figures. No matter whether they had any hatred or grudges in the past, now that they were here, they all behaved well.
Fighting for life and death or becoming a saint, which is more important? Anyone can tell clearly!
It is a consensus that Uttarakuru is a bitterly cold place, but the first feeling everyone has when coming here is that it is not as cold as imagined.
Then they saw the sun in the sky, and they all suddenly realized that the demon clan had spent a huge amount of money to make Prince Jinwu do this hard work.
When the Buddhas in the Buddhist sect saw this, they all looked bitter and strange.
"After being taken away, is this the treatment that Mahavairocana Buddha received?"
"Don't talk nonsense. He is now in the demon tribe's territory, so he must be the Golden Crow."
"Is this the reason why the Demon Saint Bai Ze asked for the Vairocana Buddha back?"
"I originally thought that the Demon Saint Bai Ze really brought him back for the identity of the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow. Now it seems that we were all wrong. However, this usage is in line with the ancient secrets."
"Are you talking about the Ten Golden Crows appearing and burning the earth?"
"That's right, I wonder what the final outcome will be for the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow?"
The Buddhas had no sympathy for Lu Ya's experience, and even felt a little gloating. It was this guy who led the Bai Ze Demon Saint over, causing the two leaders of their Buddhist sect to lose some face. Now he was forced to hang thousands of miles high in the sky, which was indeed a punishment.
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