After she finished speaking, she was about to run away, but a big hand grabbed her collar and lifted her legs up in the air.

Taoist Duobao put Turtle Lingling back in its place, frowned and said, "I want to run away after taking it!"

"Hehehe, senior brother, you have more treasures than any other in the world! Can you argue with your junior sister about these two treasures?"

"Of course you have to care about it! Where do you think my treasures come from? I dug them out with all my hard work!"

Taoist Duobao snorted, put his hands in his sleeves, and subconsciously glanced around:

"I'm not looking for you for anything else. The Dao Immortal Conferring God Tribulation, Ping An should know a lot about this matter. Please help me find out what's going on.

"The main thing I want to ask is, if we intercept and prepare hundreds of disciples, and let them accidentally have an accident, can they be filled with misfortunes?"

Gui Lingling pursed her lips and frowned: "How can I ask about this?"

"Alas," Taoist Duobao sighed, "didn't you hear what the second uncle He Ping'an said at the Yuxu Palace meeting, with that posture, hundreds of Immortals dead and injured can't even fill this big hole of misfortune!"

Gui Lingling asked curiously: "What did they say?"

"I said a lot, and it's all related to the Taoist Immortal's Ceremony of Conferring Gods."

Taoist Duobao sighed dejectedly, leaned on the stone pillar a little tiredly, and said with emotion:

"Our master doesn't care much at all now, maybe it's useless even if he knows he cares.

"Looking at it now, the catastrophe may be coming tomorrow, but we still have nothing but darkness.

"They talked a lot, but it seemed like they didn't say anything. They didn't reveal any key information, such as where the catastrophe started and how it would progress. Now they only know that a Nanzhou native named Jiang Ziya has a true immortal cultivator.

Because, he will be the person in charge of the catastrophe, and he will also be the key to the second uncle's planning of the God-conferring catastrophe."

Gui Lingling blinked: "Then let's go steal this Jiang Ziya!"

Taoist Duobao glared and cursed: "Why are you stealing? Do you want to be knocked on the head by Yu Ruyi?"

Gui Lingling shrank her neck subconsciously.

Duobao sighed:

"There are two main robbers in the Great Tribulation, one is Jiang Ziya, and the other is the Heavenly Emperor's Father. Jiang Ziya has now become a disciple of the Chan Cult, and the Heavenly Emperor's Father is now closer to us. I feel that this is also arranged by Heaven.

"What I'm most afraid of now is that although the cause of the Dao Immortal Tribulation is Heaven's conquest of the power of the Dao, but due to the fate of the calamity, even if the list of gods is filled up, the calamity will still not give up.

"Furthermore, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi actually asked the second uncle how to deal with the disciples of Chanjiao who are no match against the disciples of Jiejiao.

"The second uncle didn't answer directly, he just made insinuations. The implication was that everything was under his control."

Gui Lingling said: "The worst thing is that if we include all the Western disciples, we will have an absolute advantage."

"How many saints have also ended up?" Taoist Duobao asked with a frown.

The turtle was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Taoist Duobao smiled bitterly and said: "I have been thinking about it these days, and have made up for all the lessons I have been lazy about for tens of thousands of years. The final conclusion is that... this catastrophe is very likely.

It turned into a battle between saints.”

"It's impossible," Gui Lingling said, "If the saints fight, wouldn't it be possible for heaven and earth to be destroyed?"

"nothing is impossible."

Taoist Duobao shook his head:

"It can even be said that it is almost a foregone conclusion that the Saints will take action, otherwise they would not be our opponents.

"Isn't it just for this reason that my second uncle was so conniving and even protected the leaders of Western religions?"

"Senior Brother, what you said makes sense."

Gui Lingling pinched her chin and thought for a while:

"If the saint is going to die, our master will have to fight one against three? Is this a fight we can handle?"

"Second Junior Uncle alone can make our Master drink a pot," Duobao said. "Second Junior Uncle can hold Master back while the two leaders of the Western Sect clean us up. This is enough."

Gui Lingling:......

She suddenly understood why Li Ping'an always looked like he was going to be in trouble!

Is it possible that the final development trend of this great catastrophe is that their disciples will fight against the saints?

"Eldest brother!" Guiling whispered, "How about we become Tiannu!"

"What kind of words is this!"

Taoist Duobao glared and cursed:

"What is the teaching of our Jiejiao religion? To intercept a glimmer of life for all living beings! How can we run away without fighting?"

"What should we do?"

"What else can I do? Find a way to win over the saint."

Duobao rolled his eyes and said quickly:

"The only one who might be on our side is Our Lady.

"The Holy Mother itself represents heaven. If the Holy Mother can stop the attack, then we only need to figure out how to resist Zhunti, and then kill the remaining Chanjiao Immortals to seize the chance of life.

"The question now is how we can persuade Our Lady.

"Let's put it bluntly, how can we make Ping An completely fall in our favor? As long as he takes action, the Holy Mother will definitely take action. He can still fight Zhunti, and the problem can be solved directly."

Gui Lingling blinked: "Then, where is the great uncle?"

Duobao was silent.

The two of them thought about it for a while, and Duobao said slowly: "I really can't figure out the attitude of the great master."

Gui Lingling asked again: "What about the transcendent ones?"

"The Transcendent One definitely wants to kill our Jie Jiao. He wants to eliminate the variables in the world. Our Jie Jiao is now the biggest variable."

Gui Lingling whispered: "I have a way to make Ping An favor us."

"oh?"

Taoist Duobao smiled and said: "It's rare for junior sister to understand the righteousness so well."

"Understand the righteousness deeply? Senior brother, are you hysterical? What nonsense are you talking about! How can I understand the righteousness deeply?"

Gui Lingling rolled her eyes and looked away:

"Do you really think that appearance can make Ping An surrender? Is there a shortage of women in heaven? Even powerful women are not easy to use.

"I'm talking about other methods."

Duobao immediately stared at Gui Lingling with a look similar to that of a mortal looking at a monster.

"Are you really my junior sister?"

"Hmph, I'm actually quite smart."

Gui Lingling folded her arms, showing an enigmatic expression.

at the same time.

In the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, Li Pingan was walking side by side with Zhenren Huanglong who had just returned from the conference.

At this moment, he had no idea how big Guiling had prepared for him...

Little surprise.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!