"Now that I am a saint, I will never be the same person again."
Di Jun had anger in his eyes, and with a casual wave of his sleeves, an irresistible force appeared, directly knocking those Western Teachings disciples away.
At this moment, a long Buddha chant sounded:
"Amitabha!"
Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit emerged from the void, blooming with immeasurable golden light, forming a solid barrier to protect the embarrassed Western Teachings people below.
The figure of Jieyin quietly appeared on top of Golden Lotus.
Zhunti is holding Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and standing aside.
Daoist Jieyin looked at Di Jun and smiled slightly. He clasped his hands and said, "Di Jun, fellow Daoist, why do you come to me Western Spiritual Mountain today to stir up the fire of ignorance? The poor monk has not yet congratulated fellow Daoist for attaining the status of a saint. What a joy and congratulation!"
When Di Jun saw them coming, he sneered directly and said, "Jieyin, stop being so pretentious here! Do you really think you can hide the dirty things you have done? I am here today to seek justice for my ten children!"
Jieyin pretended to understand and was confused, "Fellow Daoist, this poor monk doesn't understand? I've been staying in the West and haven't left, so how can I do such dirty things?"
When Taiyi saw that Jieyin was so shameless, he stood up and angrily said, "Why are you still a saint? Damn, I dare not act like it, and I am not afraid of making people laugh. My nephews can produce Sun Star because of you."
When Daoist Zhunti heard this, he immediately said angrily, "Shut up! Eastern Emperor Taiyi, we are saints, how can you, a mere quasi-sage, be able to interrupt? It's so presumptuous..."
"What? You want to fight?"
Di Jun protected Taiyi behind him, his eyes flashed fiercely, staring at Zhunti, and the aura of a saint burst out around him.
"I~~~"
Jieyin stretched out his hand to stop Zhunti, signaling him to calm down.
He looked at Di Jun, whose face was as dark as water, knowing that since the other party dared to knock on the door directly, he must have some evidence, and if he continued to deny it, it would be difficult to end.
He sighed, and the look of sorrow on his face became more intense. "Di Jun, fellow Daoist, Heavenly Dao has the right to decide what is right and wrong. What do you want to do before you give up?"
He chose to compromise and was prepared to pay some price to settle the matter.
After all, the West is barren and its talents are withering. It took a lot of effort to save this little fortune. If Demon Race and Demon Race really fight to the death, even if the two of them can win, Western Teachings will definitely be severely damaged, which Jieyin cannot bear.
"Senior brother, we~~~"
Zhunti How can I bear this? Di Jun The two of them are so arrogant. One is a quasi-sage and the other is a newly-consecrated saint. How can they be compared to these two established saints?
Jieyin shook his head, Zhunti had no choice but to snort angrily and stand aside.
Di Jun didn't expect Jieyin to be able to hold back so much. In fact, he didn't want to start a war with the Two from the West in his heart. After all, the other party was two saints.
He held out two fingers and said in an unquestionable tone, "It's very simple! Two pieces of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, one piece of High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, plus ten pieces of Bodhi Seed! Hand over these things, and this matter will be considered exposed. Otherwise..."
He glanced at the spiritual mountain below, feeling chilled, "Don't blame me for demolishing your spiritual mountain today, so that you Western Teachings will never be restless!"
"Don't even think about it!" Zhunti was so angry that he was shaking all over and his face turned green. "Two pieces of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure? Why don't you go and grab them? I am a poor western country, how can I get such a treasure! You are a lion!"
Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed. "Huh? If you can't take it out? Then there's nothing to talk about?"
The Saintly Might around him increased again, and the True Sun Fire condensed into nine ten thousand-foot-long golden dragons, circling and roaring over Lingshan Mountain. The blazing high temperature made the void begin to melt.
Taiyi explodes his own Quasi-Saint Peak cultivation. Although he is not as good as the saint, he still has to contribute.
Chaos Bell floated above his head and made a sound.
"Boom--!"
The bells ring loudly, and the endless killing atmosphere fills the air.
Jieyin's face changed continuously, and he was weighing rapidly in his mind.
If you fight hard, the loss will be too great. I completely agree. Western Teachings's foundation will be damaged.
He sighed again and sang the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! Di Jun Fellow Daoist, what you ask for is really too much. I am indeed poor in the West. Not to mention two Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, just one I can't get it out either. Let's do this, one piece of Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure 'Pure Vase', plus three Bodhi Seed. This is the limit of what I can bring out in the West. If fellow Daoists are still not satisfied..."
He raised his eyes, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "I, Two Sages of the West, have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman and learn from fellow Daoists about their cultivation."
There are only a few Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures in the entire West. If Di Juns are given, then there is really no hope for Western Teachingss to rise.
Taiyi looked at Di Jun silently and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what do you think?"
Di Jun had no expression on his face, but he was also making calculations in his mind.
He had just become a saint and his realm needed to be stable. After all, the opponents were two veteran saints with unpredictable methods.
It's really shameful, Demon Race also has to bear huge Great Wind risk.
After a moment of silence, the momentum around Di Jun slowly converged, and the nine True Sun Fire golden dragons dissipated.
He snorted coldly, "That's all! For Dao Ancestor's sake, I will do as you say! Bring it!"
Jieyin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, waved his sleeves, and a cyan bottle with Dao Rhythm and three seemingly ordinary Bodhi Seed flew towards Di Jun.
Di Jun stretched out his hand to take it, and glanced coldly at Jieyin and Zhunti who looked unwilling. "Remember! If there is another time and the plot is on me Demon Race, it won't be settled by just compensation! Taiyi, let's go!"
After saying that, Taiyi turned into two rainbows and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Watching them leave, Zhunti could no longer bear it and became furious. "Senior brother! Why do you bow to him? He is just a newly sanctified Di Jun, why should we be afraid of him!"
Jieyin A look of sorrow appeared on his face. He looked at the frightened disciples below and said slowly, "Junior brother, fighting for a moment's energy will damage the foundation of ten thousand years. It is not the behavior of a wise man. I am weak in the West and have few disciples, so I cannot withstand the devastation. A few possessions can save me from a catastrophe, so it is worth it."
After all, Western Teachings has too little background and does not have enough backbone. How can we revive the West?
He paused and looked to the east, his tone filled with deep helplessness.
They have worked hard for so many years, but they are still not one ten thousandth as good as the East.
Zhunti was silent after hearing this, but clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails into his palms.
"Why do we in the West suffer so many disasters? Senior brother, since we became saints, our cultivation has been very slow, and the merit we have gained is pitiful."
Zhunti gets angrier the more he thinks about it, they have so many great aspirations, but if they don't have enough merit, Heavenly Dao won't let them go.
Jieyin patted his shoulder. "Junior brother, please be patient for now. Heavenly Dao cycles have their own reasons. In the future, we may not have the opportunity to prosper in the West. For now, it is more important to appease the disciples and treat the injured."
Now that the disciples are seriously injured, they can only use the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Although I feel sorry for the consumption of merit in the pool, for the sake of the disciples, I can't worry about it anymore.
Zhunti nodded helplessly and looked at the injured disciples below, "Yes, senior brother!"