On Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa and Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State are suspended in the air, exuding a faint cyan brilliance.
In the picture, the sky and the earth are vast, with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars reflecting each other. Several huge competition platforms have been set up, with restrictions flowing around and the charm of Daoism lingering.
Fuxi raised his hand, and dozens of jade talismans flew out from his palm and hung in the air. Each jade talisman was engraved with a name.
The names of all the disciples were among them. As the light flickered, the jade talisman slowly rotated, waiting to be extracted.
"Each person draws one, and those with the same number are the opponents." Fuxi's voice was calm and distant, reaching the ears of every disciple present.
All the disciples came forward one after another.
Wuzhen was the first to reach out, a ray of magic power penetrated into the suspended jade talisman, rolled it gently, and took out one.
The jade talisman is warm and moist, with an ancient Chinese character "" engraved on the front.
He stepped aside and looked sideways, only to see Daoist Duobao also walking forward, reaching into the jade talisman, taking out one, and when he lowered his head, he saw that it was also the word "three".
Wuzhen cupped his fists and said, "Duobao, brother Daoist, please enlighten me."
Daoist Duobao returned the gift and said with a smile, "Wuzhen Brother Daoist, you are so polite.
I've heard about the mysteries of Western Wondrous Dharma for a long time, and I just happened to learn it today. You and I will point it out until now, whether we win or lose, it's all due to fate."
The two looked at each other and smiled, each stepping onto the corresponding platform.
Outside Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State, Xuande stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes penetrated the faint cyan light curtain and landed on Wuzhen.
He saw the jade talisman in Wuzhen's hand, saw the character "three" on the jade talisman, and also saw the Daoist with a round face and a pleasant smile opposite Wuzhen.
Daoist Duobao.
Xuande's eyes froze for a moment, then calmed down again.
But in his heart, there were waves that only he knew about.
Of course he knows who Duobao is.
In other words, he knows who Duobao will become in another Primordial Wilderness without him.
In that story, Six-eared Macaque eavesdropped on Dao Ancestor's sermon, and was cut off from his path by Dao Ancestor's words. The words "The Dharma will not be preached Six Ears" were like shackles, locking up all his possibilities.
He wandered Primordial Wilderness, bumped into walls everywhere, and had no way to find a teacher. Finally, on the Journey to the West road, he fell in front of Tathagata transformed by Duobao.
Under Golden Cudgel, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. With one blow, Six-eared Macaque will be destroyed physically and mentally, becoming a disaster on the westward journey.
That's a Primordial Wilderness without Xuande.
That was the original fate of Wuzhen.
Xuande's eyes fell on Wuzhen.
The monkey was wearing Chain Mail Golden Armor, Phoenix-Winged Purple-Gold Crown on his head, Lotus-Root Silk Cloud-Treading Boots on his feet, and As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier in his hand. His aura was as calm as a mountain.
His Six Ears trembled slightly, which was the natural operation of his innate supernatural powers, sharp and calm.
He is laughing.
Facing Duobao, he didn't have the slightest fear, only the eagerness to fight and the calmness of sympathy.
Xuande Looking at that smile, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in my heart.
He still remembered the monkey kneeling outside the door of Mount Sumeru with wounds all over his body.
At that time, Wuzhen's eyes were full of despair and prayer, his hair was messy and scarred, like a trapped animal abandoned by the whole world.
He knelt for a long time and shouted for a long time, his voice became hoarse, but he never got up.
He accepted him.
It was not for anything else, just because he saw a trace of fire that refused to be extinguished in the monkey's eyes.
It is the fire of seeking truth, the fire of seeking survival, and the fire of not accepting fate.
Later, he healed his injuries, taught him martial arts, gave him Numinous Treasure, and refined the outfit for him.
He watched him break through from Primordial Unity Golden Immortal to Daluo Golden Immortal, watched him travel in Primordial Wilderness for tens of thousands of years, watched him grow step by step and find his own path step by step.
At this moment, he stood in front of Daoist Duobao, his waist straight and his eyes calm.
Not as the eavesdropper abandoned by Heavenly Dao.
Not as the poor wandering Primordial Wilderness, but as the great disciple of Western Mount Sumeru Xuande True Man, standing here upright.
He has a master, Martial Uncle Martial Uncle, and brothers and sisters.
He has As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier, he has Chain Mail Golden Armor, he has Phoenix-Winged Purple-Gold Crown, he has Lotus-Root Silk Cloud-Treading Boots.
He has Six Divine Powers, he has Seven Emotions and Six Desires Severance Method, and he has his own way.
He is no longer someone's disaster, nor someone's stepping stone.
He is just Wuzhen.
The corners of Xuande's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of imperceptible relief flashed in his eyes.
He knew that from the moment he accepted Wuzhen, the so-called fate had been rewritten.
But when he actually saw Wuzhen standing in front of Duobao, without flinching or fearing, he truly felt that that story would never happen.
Tongtian stood aside and saw Xuande's eyes falling on Wuzhen without saying a word for a long time. He just thought he was worried about his disciple's victory or defeat, so he smiled and said:
"Brother Xuande, your big disciple Wuzhen is facing off against the poor Daoist Duobao.
Duobao is the proud disciple of Pindao. There are many Numinous Treasures and their variations are endless. Your disciple must be careful."
Xuande retracted his thoughts, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Heavenly Dao, don't worry. Wuzhen has followed Pindao for many years, experienced life and death, and has a perseverance. He is not easily defeated. Besides..."
He paused, his eyes fell back to Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State, looking at Wuzhen's calm figure, his voice was calm and determined:
"He has come this far. He can walk the rest of the way by himself."
Tongtian didn't hear the deep meaning of Xuande's words. He just thought it was the master's trust in his disciple, so he laughed and said no more.
Zhunti also smiled and said, "The competition and the outcome are the second best. It's a good thing if the disciples can gain something from it."
Everyone nodded in agreement and looked at each platform in the picture.
In Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State, on the open plain platform, Wuzhen and Duobao stand hundreds of feet apart.
The platform is surrounded by rolling hills, and a river meanders in the distance. The skylight and cloud shadows are reflected in the water, and the scenery is magnificent and peaceful.
Daoist Duobao took the lead and swung Fly-Whisk in his hand, and the three thousand silver threads turned into white light all over the sky, overwhelmingly covering Wuzhen.
That Fly-Whisk is his portable Numinous Treasure and "Myriad Transformations Horsetail Whisk". One dust and one world. Three thousand silver threads can evolve into three thousand illusions, confusing people's minds and confusing people's perception.
Before the silver thread reached his body, Wuzhen felt the power of illusion contained in Fly-Whisk.
His Six Ears trembled slightly, his innate magical powers were operating, and all the killing moves, feints, and decoys hidden in the three thousand silver threads were clearly presented in his mind.
He didn't retreat, but charged forward.
As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier suddenly lengthened in his hand and turned into a hundred-foot iron rod. With one sweep, it whipped up a strong wind and spread most of the silver threads in the sky.
At the same time, his figure passed through the gaps in the silver wire, like a fish swimming in the water, extremely agile.
Daoist Duobao A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
What his Myriad Transformations Horsetail Whisk is good at is confusing the enemy's mind. Even Daluo Golden Immortal will often fall into illusions when faced with it for the first time.
But Wuzhen is not affected at all, and can accurately find the flaws in the silver threads.
"Good skill." Daoist Duobao praised, flipped his left hand, and a golden bell flew out from his waist and hung above his head. The golden bell shook gently, making a crisp ringing sound.
When the ringtone reached his ears, Wuzhen felt his mind tremble slightly.
But he had practiced Seven Emotions and Six Desires Severance Method for many years, and his state of mind had long been harmonious. The ringing only made him pause for a moment, and then he resolved it with Purity Mind.
"The six desires are inviolable, the seven emotions are immovable." Wuzhen thought silently in his heart, and without stopping, As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier turned into stick shadows all over the sky, and smashed down on Daoist Duobao's head.
Xuande was outside Landscape of Mountains and Rivers, and the State, watching Wuzhen calmly resolve Duobao's offensive, and nodded secretly in his heart.
He knew that although Wuzhen's Six Ears magical power was sealed by Dao Ancestor, it was not completely abolished.
Over the years of practicing Seven Emotions and Six Desires Severance Method, his state of mind has become increasingly harmonious, and the seal has unknowingly loosened a lot.
Nowadays, his sensitivity is no longer as sharp as the complete Six Ears magical power.
Daoist Duobao's complexion changed slightly, and he waved out Fly-Whisk's right hand, three thousand silver threads intertwined into a network, trying to wrap around Wuzhen's iron rod.
At the same time, he turned his left hand again, and a bronze mirror flew out from his waist, and a golden light shot out from the mirror, directly into Wuzhen's eyes.
The name of the bronze mirror is "Spirit-Settling Mirror", which can fix the soul of a person. If it is hit by the golden light, the soul will be shaken at least, and will fall into coma on the spot at worst.
Wuzhen's Six Ears had already captured the aura of the bronze mirror. His body suddenly turned sideways, and the golden light brushed past his ears and fell on the ground behind him, exploding a deep pit.
At the same time, the iron rod in his hand vibrated suddenly, shaking away all the silver threads wrapped around the rod body, and swept the rod straight to Duobao's waist.
Daoist Duobao quickly retreated, and at the same time, another golden rope flew out from his waist and wrapped around Wuzhen.
The golden rope is called "Immortal-Binding Rope", which can bind immortals and gods. Once entangled, even Daluo Golden Immortal can't break free.
Wuzhen's body flashed continuously, leaving several afterimages in the air. Immortal-Binding Rope entangled an afterimage, but it was in vain.
The real body of Wuzhen has appeared behind Daoist Duobao. He pointed it out with a stick and took it directly from his vest.
Daoist Duobao sensed the strong wind behind him and without looking back, a jade ring flew out from his waist and turned into a light curtain, blocking him behind him.
Dang--
The iron rod hit the light curtain, making a loud noise. The light curtain trembled violently, and cracks spread like spider webs, but it did not break after all.
Daoist Duobao relied on the force of the blow's counter-shock to float forward dozens of feet, widening the distance.
The two faced off again.
Daoist Duobao looked at Wuzhen, his eyes filled with wonder, "Brother Wuzhen, your body skills and perception are really amazing. Although there are many Numinous Treasure who are poor Daoists, they are all avoided by you. I admire you, I admire you."
Wuzhen smiled and said, "Duobao Daoist brother's Numinous Treasure is not bad either. If it weren't for the poor Daoist's innate magical power to sense breath, I'm afraid he would have been tricked long ago."
Daoist Duobao laughed and said, "In this case, Pindao won't hide it anymore. Wuzhen Brother Daoist, follow Pindao's move--"
He formed a seal with both hands, and the precious light all over his body lit up at the same time. Fly-Whisk, golden bell, bronze mirror, Immortal-Binding Rope, jade ring... Several pieces of Numinous Treasure flew out at the same time, surrounding him, forming a magic circle in which the precious light circulated.
"Myriad Treasures Return to the Origin!"
Daoist Duobao shouted, and several pieces of Numinous Treasure burst out with dazzling light at the same time.
Those rays of light intertwined together and turned into a huge beam of light, crashing towards Wuzhen.
This blow is Daoist Duobao's famous stunt.
With the power of multiple pieces of Numinous Treasure fused into one, the power is superimposed, far exceeding that of a single Numinous Treasure. Even the late Daluo Golden Immortal would not dare to be directly connected.
Wuzhen looked solemn, but did not retreat. He took a deep breath, and As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier suddenly enlarged in his hand and turned into a giant pillar.
He holds the stick with both hands, and Merit Golden Light flows around his body, integrating with the iron rod.
"Broken!"
He shouted loudly and struck down the stick.
Boom--
The rod pillar and the light pillar collided together, erupting with an earth-shattering loud noise.
The entire platform was trembling, and the forbidden light around it flashed crazily, blocking the shock wave.
Smoke and dust filled the air, gravel flew, and a huge pit appeared on the platform.
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed.
Wuzhen and Daoist Duobao each withdrew several tens of feet, both of them out of breath.
There are a few cracks on Wuzhen and Chain Mail Golden Armor, and there is a trace of blood at the corner of the mouth.
Daoist Duobao's robes were also a little messy, and the Fly-Whisk silver wire in his hand was broken a lot.
The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed at the same time.
"Enjoyed." Wuzhen put away As-You-Will Iron Rod Soldier, cupped his fists and said, "Duobao, Daoist brother, I am a poor Daoist and admit defeat."
Daoist Duobao was startled and said quickly, "Wuzhen Brother Daoist, why did you say this? You and I haven't decided the winner yet."
Wuzhen shook his head and said, "Brother Dao's Myriad Treasures Return to the Origin, although Pindao took it, he was also injured. If the fight continues, Pindao will undoubtedly lose."
Instead of fighting to the point of losing both sides, it's better to just let it go. Pindao has benefited a lot from today's battle, and winning or losing is no longer important."
Daoist Duobao looked at Wuzhen, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He put away Numinous Treasure, cupped his hands and said:
"Brother Wuzhen is open-minded, and I admire him. If you have free time in the future, you are welcome to come to the Biyou Palace as a guest, and we can learn from each other."
"It's a deal." Wuzhen smiled.
The two looked at each other and smiled, then flew up at the same time, landed back on the edge of the platform, and saluted the powerful men.