Overgod Ascension - 464. Chapter 464

The world is limited in origin.

Those who practice transcendence, whether they follow immortality, martial arts, Brahman, Confucianism, witchcraft, or other three thousand avenues, will eventually reach the same goal by different paths, and they will inevitably involve the world force and even the origin.

Although the world itself can grab the original power from the chaos, it is better to have fewer cultivators. Once there are more, they are like locusts, which one can hold it?

Therefore, every once in a while, there will be great calamities, reducing the number of cultivators and even other creatures! This is the backlash gained by asking for too much of the world!

In the world of the Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the catastrophe has been set, as if the list of gods, three hundred and sixty-five gods must die such a number, and one is indispensable.

Now the three ancient gods and the five ancestors are fighting against each other’s problems.

The Brahma wants the great catastrophe to occur in Middle-earth. If more immortal cultivators die, Western Buddhas can preserve their vitality.

But Wu Ming and other Taoists naturally wanted to bring disasters to the west, let the blood of the Fanmen flow into a river, and preserve the seeds of cultivating immortals.

The contention between the two sides is a matter of how much you will teach you in the future, so don’t be careless!

After hearing what Wu Ming said, the Brahma God remained silent.

When Wu Ming saw this, he smiled again: “The Brahma God, although you are in charge of the great teaching, I have five ancestors in the middle-earth, and Haotian Jade Emperor. Why are you acting against the sky?”

As the author of The Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Ming can say unceremoniously that in the whole world, no one knows the future direction better than him.

And in fact it is the same.

Even if you don’t know the destiny, but the five ancestors of the Middle-earth religions, plus an ancient god, how can the other two ancient gods be able to compete?

Although these six are not of one mind, they will inevitably turn against each other when disasters are drawn away, and just calculate each other.

“Amitabha!”

The Brahma God pondered for a long time, with a compassionate expression in his eyes, knowing that he could not compete with Wu Ming, the golden light flashed, and he walked away.

“It’s not the time yet. When the calamity is intense in the future, I can’t say I have to do a fight with this god…”

Wu Ming watched this god leave with deep eyes.

…

Another place.

In the void, the Buddha’s music sang and roared and turned into a scene of pure land, but in front of it was blocked by a large group of light.

“The God of Light!”

The Brahma god emerged and looked at the figure in the light group: “The catastrophe has been set, it is in the west, and it is irreversible!”

“I said, I should come here to bring light to believers!”

Infinite rays of light lay around the body of the god of light, and his voice was deep: “Although supernatural powers are difficult to defeat the number of days, it is not irreversible!”

With a single move, several groups of light curtains emerged, and inside were the scenes of several waves of reincarnation activities.

“This wave of strangers, the destiny is not obvious, and the fortune number is confused. It is a big variable… but they are all gathered around the children of fortune. If they can be guided a little, it may not be impossible to reverse!”

“Amitabha!”

The Brahma God closed his eyes tightly and said after a long time: “The God of Light, your foundation is located in the extreme west. Most of the Buddhas are found in the Western Regions. Even if there is a deflection, it is difficult to have an egg under the catastrophe. You must prepare first. NS……”

He didn’t answer any more, and went away in a moment of negligence.

“This Brahma…did you find it?”

The immeasurable light on the Guangming God flicked, and a shadow with wings flew out suddenly and disappeared.

Immediately, the surrounding purple qi flashed, and the figures of two Taoist monarchs emerged: “Guangming God, you don’t preach in the extreme west. Come to my Zhongtu Dazhou, what’s the point?”

…

“Praise my lord, you are the master of all light!”

It was a blond and blue-eyed angel with a pair of feathered wings that was sent out by the god of light with great supernatural powers, and he came to the Xijing sky at once.

“The mission my lord gave me is to find those who are confused by the destiny and disturb the destiny…”

Six of the three ancient gods and the five ancestors of the five religions are willing to cater to the West. This is the destiny! It’s the general trend!

Even if the Brahma and the God of Light are dissatisfied, there is only one way to go.

However, God’s will cannot be violated! Once determined, how difficult is it to change?

The angel had just escaped from the disaster, spreading its wings, and attracted one person’s attention.

“Tweet!”

Above the nine heavens, a huge black shadow cut through the sky and suddenly fell down, turning into a Taoist appearance, holding a gourd in his hand. It was the immortal who had been lucky enough to listen to Wu Ming’s preaching before.

“unlucky!”

He looked depressed: “Fortunately, I got the Taoist treasure, but I was embellished by the Five Light Immortal and Yaolixian. It’s wrong that Wuhexian has magical flying powers, so I will be killed… Go back again!”

This Wuhexian is a heterogeneous spirit, and he listens to it day and night in the mountains outside the mountain. This is a fluke of cultivation. The body is a prehistoric heterogeneous crow, but he is born with a few supernatural powers of flying, and he is quite good at saving his life. Shi came to the sky over Xijing.

“It has long been heard that this Middle-earth Great Zhou is the kingdom of the heavenly dynasty. These men and women are all white and tender, and it really makes people drool at first sight!”

After all, Wuhexian is a heterogeneous spirit, and his wild nature does not change: “I went to catch a few to eat. I heard the black bear spirit say that this is the most chewy man in terms of cannibalism. It’s fine skin and tender meat…”

It was extinct in flight, and suddenly I saw the huge capital below, and I was overjoyed.

“Okay! Come to the imperial city if you don’t want to, and poor Dao will show a few surgical techniques at will, and keep the emperor’s old man in a daze for a while, seal a national teacher or something! Huh? What are you doing, baby?”

At this moment, the Magnet Seven Killing Gourd in his hand shook, and suddenly several sword lights were released, tearing the clouds in the sky, and the angel who had just run out appeared.

“Where did the birdman come from?!”

The black fairy feather color is pure black. Seeing the angel’s white wings, it was particularly unpleasant. Before seeing his baby again, he broke the other party’s deeds. He simply didn’t do it, and he just opened his big hand and filled the sky with black feathers. Formed into a cage, surrounded the white feather birds.

“Monster!?”

The birdman was shocked, his feathers flicked, and a few circles of halo appeared behind his head, emitting infinite light.

“Tsk tusk… The method is good, if it weren’t for this baby, I really can’t take you down!”

After all, Wu Hexian had also listened to the lecture under the Taoist seat. At this time, he had vaguely guessed, and solemnly bowed to the gourd: “Please turn around, baby!”

Puff puff!

The seven-kill gourd shook, and the sky’s star power fell and turned into seven cold long swords, forming a seven-star sword formation, which happened to encircle the birdman in the middle, several star power rolls, and immediately disturbed the white light. , Immediately seven flying swords stab sharply, breaking through the birdman’s defense in an instant, bringing up golden blood.

“Guru!”

Wuhexian laughed at it, and suddenly appeared the deity. With a mouthful, he swallowed the birdman, then turned back to his human form, and touched his stomach: “This taste seems to be more chewy than a martial artist, and even more than a big lady. It’s a bit smoother, but unfortunately it’s too full and I didn’t taste it carefully…”

The Yuanci Seven Killing Gourd displayed its supernatural power, and after killing the Birdman, it returned to its ordinary appearance and fell into the hands of Wuhexian.

Wuhexian explored his spirit, but he was overjoyed: “No matter how I practiced, this baby was separated from me by a layer, but now it can easily break the prohibition and use it for myself…”

Just looking at Xijing below, the face turned worried again.

“Why did this baby be like this after killing the birdman… Could it be that I was hiding in the calculations of a certain Daoist…”

When thought of this, its hairs were standing upright, and it didn’t dare to go to Xijing again to plan to deceive the emperor in the world, and it fled like a violent wind.

…

“fate!”

Although no one has seen this scene, both the Taoist and the ancient gods have feelings, and they both sigh faintly.

“How God prefers Middle-earth…”

The God of Guangming sighed silently towards the two Taoist monarchs: “Of the eight great abilities, six of them are related to Middle-Earth, and my two gods outside the territory will have such twists and turns if they want to have a slight influence!”

“The catastrophe started in the West, and it is inevitable. I can only retreat temporarily and wait for the people of Middle-earth to split…”

Since the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth has occurred, it will inevitably involve the children of various families.

If the calamity happened in Middle-earth before, Dao Sect and Da Zhou would suffer heavy casualties, so the Five Religious Ancestor and Haotian Jade Emperor would temporarily join forces.

I can’t even talk about joining forces. It just has a slight goal. The two Western gods are invincible, allowing the Great Tribulation to relocate to the West, preserving the vitality of Middle-earth.

But then, without even provoking, these six powers will be split from each other.

After all, there was no time when they were unified, and although the Great Tribulation of Middle-earth weakened, but someone still needed to top it out, the calculations and intrigues in this process were doomed from now on.

“fate……”

The god of light sighed quietly, turned into infinite light, and left suddenly.

The two Daojun watched silently, but did not move at all.

…

Another few days passed, in the imperial city.

“Your Majesty summons Xin Ke Gong Shi!”

Accompanied by the shrill voice of the father-in-law who passed the decree, he had already practiced the etiquette many times, and the tributes who were familiar with the behavior walked into the hall excitedly, their eyes lowered, and they did not dare to squint.

“Sage Wanan!”

Zhang Tianxiang followed among the many tributes, kneeling three times and nine times towards the golden steps in front of him, paying respects, and behaved quite calmly.

“Free of courtesy and flat body!”

There was a clear jade-like voice from above, and the tributes worshipped again, and then they got up.

I don’t know why, Zhang Tianxiang felt that the eyes around him were far more than other colleagues, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Li Mao on the dragon chair nodded, and an old eunuch next to him immediately shouted: “Teachers of tribute!”

Hundreds of small seats were placed in the main hall. Next to the hundreds of civil and military officials were the invigilators, and the emperor personally watched them. With this coercion, some stage fright tributes immediately had a double-strike battle. A little bit out.

Zhang Tianxiang calmly looked at the examination paper, and saw that the title was’On the system of the Great Zhou’s soldiers, as evidenced by today’s situation’, and his heart was shocked.

Scholars now talk about classics, poetry, and even metaphysics, but few like the art of war.

He himself did a lot of research out of hobbies, which seemed to be tailor-made for him.

But I don’t know why. With this pen, he suddenly felt a look penetrated again, causing his hand to shake, a large cloud of ink scattered, and cold sweat on his forehead slipped…