Chapter 382 The same plan Shaohao's expression did not change.
He raised his eyes and looked at the two figures.
Looking at the blue Daoist robe, looking at the white Daoist robe.
Looking at that Heaven-Flipping Seal, looking at that Immortal-Slaying Sword.
A moment of silence.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"What's the matter?"
The two words fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Guangchengzi and Yuding Zhenren looked at each other.
Guangchengzi took a step forward and said in a calm voice:
"Investiture of the Gods Tribulation has opened, Heavenly Dao's Predetermined Number is coming."
"Shaohao Fellow Daoist has profound merits, prosperous luck, and solid foundation."
"Poor Daoist If you dare, please Fellow Daoist enter me Chan Sect."
"Teach Guardian for me, preach for me, teach... serve for me."
The sound falls, such as Eternal Ice.
Among the tribe, the faces of the tribesmen were pale.
Enter Chan Sect?
For the Chan Sect Guardian?
Preach for the Chan Sect?
Work for the Chan Sect?
That's not degreeization.
That's robbery.
Loot his Humanity Merit.
Loot his Human Race Fortune.
Loot his Holy Emperor foundation.
Turn him into a puppet of the Chan Sect, a pawn of Primordial Heavenly Venerate, and a victim of Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.
Shaohao looked at Guangchengzi, looking at that thin but calculating face.
A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
That smile was very cold, like Eternal Ice.
"What if I don't want to?"
The four characters fell like gold and stone.
Guangchengzi's expression remained unchanged.
"Fellow Daoist is unwilling, Poor Daoist is not forced."
He paused and his voice was low:
"It's just the Fellow Daoist tribe, hundreds of millions of people."
"Fellow Daoist's hard work is all here."
"If Fellow Daoist doesn't allow it, Poor Daoist brothers and sisters will have no choice but to... stay here permanently."
"Preach every day, teach the Dharma every day, teach every day."
"Teach him until Fellow Daoist changes his mind."
"Teach me until everyone in the tribe believes in me Chan Sect."
"Teach Fellow Daoist until the merits, little by little, disappear into nothing."
Shaohao Silence.
This is bad for his merit.
This is destroying his foundation.
This made everything he had worked so hard to accumulate come to naught.
This is Chan Sect.
This is Primordial Heavenly Venerate.
This is Heavenly Dao Sage.
The end justifies the means.
For the sake of success, we will do whatever it takes.
In order to suppress Interception Sect, anyone can be sacrificed.
Shaohao slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a bottomless coldness in those eyes.
"You guys are very good."
The five characters fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Guangchengzi's expression remained unchanged.
"Fellow Daoist won the prize."
"Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, everyone depends on their ability."
"Poor Daoist is just... doing his best."
Shaohao looked at the two figures.
Looking at the Heaven-Flipping Seal hanging above my head, looking at the Immortal-Slaying Sword hanging beside me.
His face remained unchanged.
But deep in those clear eyes, there was a hint of coldness.
"Do you really think that I, Human Race, have no one?"
Guangchengzi frowned slightly when he heard this.
He looked at Shaohao, looking at Zhang Qingjun's stubborn face.
There was an uneasiness in my heart.
The uneasiness was very light.
So faint that it is almost unnoticeable.
But he is the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.
It's Primordial Heavenly Venerate Personal Disciple.
I have lived for endless years and seen countless storms.
His intuition is never wrong.
"Shaohao Fellow Daoist."
Guangchengzi spoke, his voice still calm:
"Poor Daoist came here on Master's order, with no ill intentions."
"Just please Fellow Daoist join me Chan Sect and teach Guardian for me."
"It's a win-win situation."
"Fellow Daoist Why do you have to be stubborn?"
Shaohao sneered.
That smile was very cold, like Eternal Ice.
"Win-win?"
"You Chan Sect win twice, and I Human Race lose everything?"
"Is this what you call a win-win?"
Guangchengzi's face darkened.
Yuding Zhenren stood beside him, Immortal-Slaying Sword trembled slightly.
Sword Light is like water, chilly.
"Shaohao."
Yuding Zhenren spoke, his voice cold:
"Poor Daoist I respect you because you are Human Race Co-Lord, so I can give you good advice."
"Don't give me a toast and you will be punished with a drink."
The sound fell, and Immortal-Slaying Sword was unsheathed for three minutes.
Sword Light is like snow, lighting up the entire Sky Dome.
Among the tribe, the faces of the tribesmen were pale.
Some children cried, some women trembled, and some old people closed their eyes.
That Sword Intent is too strong.
It was so strong that it made them feel dizzy even though they were miles apart.
Shaohao looked at Immortal-Slaying Sword who was three feet out of the sheath, his expression unchanged.
"Drinking as a penalty?"
"I, Shaohao, have lived for thousands of years, what kind of wine have I not drunk?"
"If you want to fill it, then fill it."
"I'll continue."
Yuding Zhenren's eyes turned cold.
Immortal-Slaying Sword unsheathed three points again.
Sword Light is blazing and cold.
"Do you really think that Poor Daoist doesn't dare?"
Shaohao looked at him and said word by word:
"You dare."
"Of course you dare."
"You are Chan Sect Golden Immortal, you are Primordial Heavenly Venerate Personal Disciple."
"I'm just a Human Race Co-Lord, a mere Mortal."
"If you want to kill me, it's just a matter of one sword strike."
"But what happens after you kill me?"
He paused and his voice became deeper:
"I Human Race Six Sages, what will happen?"
"What will happen if I Interception Sect have more than a dozen Sage level combat powers?"
"My master Xuandu, what will happen?"
Yuding Zhenren's complexion changed slightly.
Immortal-Slaying Sword hangs in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.
Shaohao continued:
"You didn't come here to kill me."
"It's to destroy my merits and destroy my foundation."
"Because you know that if you kill me, you will fight Human Race until death."
"I will fight Interception Sect until death."
"I will fight with Master until death."
"You can't afford to offend me."
"I don't dare to offend him either."
"So you can only threaten."
"It can only be calculated."
"You can only do these unattractive things."
The sound fell, and there was deathly silence in the tribe.
Guangchengzi's face was ashen.
Yuding Zhenren's eyes were cold.
But they couldn't refute it.
Because Shaohao is right.
They dare not kill.
Because if you kill Shaohao, you will become the enemy of the entire Human Race.
That is to make enemies of the Interception Sect and dozens of Sage.
That is to be the enemy of Xuandu.
That man in Tsing Yi dared to challenge even Dao Ancestor.
They can't afford it.
Don't dare to mess with it either.
So they can only use this despicable method.
Stay here permanently and preach every day.
Destroy its merits and destroy its foundation.
Let Shaohao himself lose the support of the people little by little.
Losing luck little by little.
Little by little it loses its foundation.
This is Chan Sect's calculation.
This is Primordial Heavenly Venerate's plan.
This is what Heavenly Dao Sage does.
Guangchengzi took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
"Shaohao Fellow Daoist is right."
"Poor Daoist dare not kill you."
"I don't dare to offend Interception Sect, and I don't dare to offend Xuandu."
"But Poor Daoist dares to stay here forever."
"Dare to preach every day."
"I dare to destroy your merits."
"Dare to destroy your foundation."
"Even if Xuandu comes in person, I still have nothing to say."
"Because Poor Daoist didn't kill you."
"Because Poor Daoist didn't hurt you."
"Because Poor Daoist is just preaching, teaching, and educating."
"Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun can't find fault with it."
The sound falls, such as Eternal Ice.
Shaohao Silence.
He knew that what Guangchengzi said was true.
Not killing him, not hurting him, just preaching and preaching.
Even if the master comes in person, he can't find any fault.
Because preaching and preaching is the freedom of monks.
Even Sage has no right to interfere.
This is Chan Sect's calculation.
This is the viciousness of Primordial Heavenly Venerate.
Murder and heart-wrenching.
It won't kill you or hurt you, but it will make your life worse than death.
Shaohao slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a bottomless exhaustion in those eyes.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak.
At this moment.
"Buzz."
The void ripples silently.
A ray of cyan brilliance suddenly bloomed from nothingness!
The brilliance is like the sky, like the sea, like endless Starry Sky.
Instantly covering the entire Sky Dome!
Cover the entire tribe!
Cover that Heaven-Flipping Seal, cover that Immortal-Slaying Sword!
Guangchengzi's pupils suddenly shrank!
Yuding Zhenren's complexion changed drastically!
They sensed it.
That aura is too strong.
It was so strong that their Divine Soul was trembling.
It was so strong that their mana was stagnating.
It was so strong that even their treasures were wailing.
That is the pressure of Sage.
It's the pressure of Humanity Sages.
It's...Heavenly Emperor Fuxi!