Shocked for Ten Thousand Years

A single thought arises in my mind, and suddenly I feel the vastness of the world.

It would have been better if he hadn't thought about it. The more Xiang Dong thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was feasible, and even had great potential.

After the Three Pure Ones established their religion, Zhun Ti and Jie Yin also followed suit and established the Western Religion, which specializes in the salvation of the deceased and has developed a comprehensive service for the salvation of the dead.

Under the arrangement of Heavenly Dao, their reach is extremely long, even treating Ksitigarbha King as a permanent ambassador to the Underworld. Before the souls of the dead enter Samsara, they must be baptized by the Buddha's light, seizing the authority of the Earthly Dao and further restricting Houtu.

Rather than using them as pawns in the schemes against the Earthly Dao and causing trouble for Houtu, why not prepare for the Earthly Dao now and make them the Earthly Dao workers?

Are Earthly Dao hard-working Sage any less capable than those who rely on Heavenly Dao lending platforms like Sage or Sage?

Xiang Dong had long suspected that the two ancestors, Samsara and Yellow Springs, were connected to the Underworld and had been keeping an eye on them, but he hadn't explicitly told Yangmei. He didn't know if Yangmei had managed to protect them.

"Old Yang, I have a question for you. Did you manage to save Samsara and Yellow Springs?"

Yangmei's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she immediately guessed Xiang Dong's thoughts.

"You want them to become disciples of Samsara and the Yellow Springs?"

Yeah, what do you think?

Yangmei remained silent. He didn't think much of it, because he didn't believe that Yellow Springs and Samsara would look down on the two Western Saints, who were quite ambitious.

"To be honest, they are already preparing for seclusion, making final preparations for Chaos Proving the Dao. They probably won't have the leisure to take on disciples."

"Um..."

Xiang Dong first looked up at the sky, and after confirming that there was no reaction, he lowered his voice and said.

"Then let me tell you the truth. Because of the Dao-Demon Conflict, many of the Earth Veins and Spirit Veins in the West have been damaged, causing widespread suffering. Luohou is no longer here, and this debt is owed to Hongjun. However, Hongjun doesn't want to repay it, or at least doesn't want to repay it personally. Therefore, he will take in two Registered Disciples."

Xiang Dong left it at that, not saying it outright, but Yangmei, being who she was, understood after a moment's thought, and a wicked smile appeared on her old face.

Few in the current Chaos Demon Gods circle would refuse to cause trouble for Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao.

"Since that's the case, then I'll take you there. I don't know what those two old friends' attitude will be, so I can only do my best to mediate."

Yangmei rolled up her sleeves, and a transparent ripple appeared in the Space Principle.

Xiang Dong, Jie Yin, and Zhun Ti were then swept away by Yangmei and headed straight for the two patriarchs' dojos.

At the same time.

Jade Capital Mountain, the Daoist temple of Hongjun.

Hongjun, who was in seclusion cultivating in seclusion, suddenly swayed as he prepared for his final moment of trembling.

He had the Unseen, unsettling feeling, a strange sense of unease.

Something bad has happened; it seems as if something is leaving him, but this feeling is not fortuitous opportunity.

Hongjun opened his eyes and began to calculate with his fingers.

The secrets of heaven were in complete Chaos; even if he used the Heavenly Dao Power, he couldn't figure it out.

Someone had shattered the heavenly secrets, and their strength surpassed his own. Hongjun immediately thought of Yangmei.

The palpitations quickly disappeared, because the connection he had made to the heart had been completely severed at that moment, and it was too late to try to save him.

Since it concerns Yangmei, Hongjun currently lacks the strength to fight against Yangmei, so he asked himself this question.

Does what's lost matter?

In his deductions, what was lost seemed to be a piece of the future destiny of heaven and earth, which was quite important to his subsequent plans, but it was not irreplaceable or indispensable.

Since that's the case, he can only swallow his anger and suffer this injustice in silence for the time being.

The Three Corpses Proving the Dao and the achievement of the Heavenly Dao Sage's position are just around the corner; there is no room for the slightest distraction.

"Alright, let's put it aside for now."

Hongjun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in his heart, and closed his eyes again.

"Once I attain the Hunyuan Dao Fruit and wield the power of the Heavenly Dao, I will slowly settle scores with you all, one by one, and none of you will escape."

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei has come to visit; I have failed to greet you properly."

Yangmei did not conceal his aura, so as soon as he arrived outside the dojo, Samsara and the Yellow Springs Ancestor sensed him and came out to greet him.

Regardless, Yangmei was the first among them to return to the Primordial Unity Heavenly Venerable realm, and they owed Yangmei a favor in the Demon Dao Path conflict, so they naturally had to be more enthusiastic.

As Innate Divine Beings, their appearance and temperament are generally not bad, except for a few special cases.

The Samsara Ancestor is depicted as a young man with a cold and aloof face and a refined demeanor. The Yellow Springs Ancestor, on the other hand, is a gentle and graceful woman with a cool and elegant temperament, dressed in a pale yellow dress.

The two of them were at the same dojo, came out together, and stood side by side; there seemed to be no problem with that.

The problem was that their ten fingers were interlocked perfectly naturally, which shocked Xiang Dong for a thousand years.

Oh my god... so they're living together, or are they dao companion?

No, you Chaos Demon Gods can also form dao companion?

Yangmei clearly already knew about their relationship, and seeing Xiang Dong's shocked and incredulous expression, he couldn't help but laugh.

This reaction was even more interesting than he had imagined.

"Fellow Samsara, Fellow Daoist Yellow Springs, it's been a long time. This is the young friend I mentioned to you before."

"Oh, this must be my young friend Xiang Dong. Greetings, young friend."

Although Xiang Dong's strength was insignificant compared to the two of them, in the world of gangsters, in addition to strength, one also needs background and influence.

Although Xiang Dong's personal strength was not up to par and he wasn't qualified to sit at the same table as the Chaos Demon Gods, he had Pangu backing him up, so no one dared to underestimate him.

"This junior greets the two seniors."

These two things might be related to the Earthly Dao, or even closely related, so Xiang Dong became much more polite.

After a few pleasantries, we got straight to the point. I'll repeat how I tricked Yangmei and the Five-Elements Ancestor, those three unlucky guys, now, as if it were second nature to me.

With Yangmei chiming in, the two elders understood the importance of the matter.

The Samsara Ancestor's gaze fell on Jie Yin and Zhun Ti. Sensing the Samsara Ancestor's gaze, the two immediately straightened their backs and put on their best appearance.

If they could successfully become apprentices, they would save themselves countless years of detours, so naturally they wouldn't want to miss out.

When people are going through bad times, they are always full of energy, not afraid of trouble or hardship, and they are happy to do it even if there is no benefit at all.

The same applies to Samsara and the Yellow Springs. They took in two disciples, causing trouble for Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao. Although they didn't profit from this deal, they at least didn't lose out.

Upon closer inspection, Samsara and Yellow Springs were surprised to discover that they actually had a master-disciple relationship with these two Western beings.

Although the master-disciple relationship wasn't particularly deep, it certainly existed.