"That's right. We have recruited a group of disciples in Nanzhou before. Can this group of disciples not use these one hundred and twenty incarnations?"

Duobao blinked, with a look of pure kindness and harmlessness.

The corners of Li Pingan's little Yuanshen mouth twitched slightly.

Good guys, the same question has been asked by both Chan and Jie.

Obviously, in order to increase their chances of winning in this God Conferring Competition, both sides are preparing to send more disciples to exploit loopholes in his rules.

Li Ping'an was vague: "The quantity shouldn't be too much, it's still acceptable."

After saying this, his figure gradually faded away, leaving only a wisp of smoke, and then disappeared.

The immortals from Jiejiao looked at each other.

An immortal whispered: "Does this mean, yes?"

"Are we going to recruit more disciples?"

"It's too late. The new disciples also have to practice. Nanzhou is still suppressed by the Juetian Formation, so the disciples can't show much strength."

"The Chanjiao side must be doing it too. Don't look at them as sanctimonious, they are all insidious and cunning."

"Let's discuss serious matters first," Duobao greeted, "Master said that we should handle this matter ourselves. If he didn't show up, he would have gone fishing with Uncle Taiqing. We can only win this battle.

, can’t lose! There’s no need to die, so why be afraid? Just fight with them! This grudge should be settled!”

"good!"

"Fuck them!"

"Put down Yuxu!"

Duobao frowned and said: "Pull this junior brother who is trying to expand the conflict out to check his soul to see if there is any transcendent person... Oh yes, the transcendent person is gone. Check if his soul has Maitreya or a fierce demon.

, their prohibition.”

A group of masters of cutting skills burst into laughter.

The immortal who chanted the four-letter slogan turned red and hesitated, saying that he had drunk too much.

Taoist Duobao waved his hand, and dozens of core masters of Jiejiao heard his message at the same time.

"There are too many fellow sects here. Don't leave later. Let's hold a small meeting. The nature of this competition has changed. Whoever wins and loses between the two religions will become a legend in the world.

"This is also about the battle of ideas between the master and the second uncle.

"The Chanjiao people follow the law and don't teach it lightly, but what we follow here is to strive for a chance of survival, and all things can be practiced.

"This debate that has lasted since ancient times should come to an end."

All the experts nodded at the same time.

Gui Lingling sent a message and asked: "Senior Brother, do you want me to go to Heaven to inquire about the situation?"

"No need," Duobao said, "this incarnation of heaven will only suppress your strength in proportion. We are generally much stronger than Chanjiao. This is the advantage of Master's concept! In the future, there will be no so-called destiny, no more

The distinction between karma and merit is our biggest advantage. Even if we lose, it doesn't matter as long as we don't lose too badly."

Zhao Gongming smiled and said: "In that case, Pindao will take the lead!"

"Brother, don't be impulsive," Fairy Yunxiao said, "Everything should be considered in the long term. If you can win, you can't lose."

All the immortals nodded in unison.

…

After a brief exchange between the two sects, the matter of canonizing the gods was roughly decided.

Li Pingan turned around and went to Lingshan.

He observed in the dark for a while and found that his father Li Dazhi was holding a burning lamp, Dapeng, Taoist Cihang, and Ksitigarbha drinking together to prepare his Lingshan transformation leadership group, and he couldn't help but smile.

Li Pingan did not show up.

Because he discovered that the current Ran Deng, Ci Hang, and even Dapeng Niao were all slightly afraid of Li Dazhi.

That's right, my father has the potential to become the second best person in the world.

Who will underestimate you now?

Li Ping'an stood in mid-air for a long time, and what flashed through his mind were the various exchanges between him and Teacher Wangri over the past few hundred years.

Because his father is here, he can't call him father in his heart.

In a practical sense, these are two pairs of father and son, existing on different timelines. Wangri found them two by reversing time and space and cutting off cause and effect over and over again.

In fact, there should be two reasons that can really relieve Wanri.

The first one was to save Li Pingan, who was seriously injured after being hit;

The other thing is to see another self.

And this self, under the current possibility, no longer has to endure the pain and suffering that he did.

'Maybe that's the case, I'm not him either.'

Li Pingan turned around and floated away, like a feather, floating back to the heaven.

In the next few days, he focused on spending time with his family.

After joining the Tao, the Tao of Heaven has become an extension of his thinking. Although Li Pingan still needs to understand the key tips by himself in his current practice and enlightenment, he can already "hang up slowly in the background" and let the Tao of Heaven help him understand on his own.

It's just that the efficiency of this kind of hang-up is too low. I'm afraid that when the world is destroyed, I won't be able to reach the realm of saints.

Becoming a god is also his last free time.

In fact, it is not idle time. During this period of time, he wants to specialize in a crucial and difficult avenue - the avenue of all living beings.

Only by getting close to all living beings and observing the world from a mortal perspective can this avenue take the final critical steps.

After the great catastrophe of becoming a god, if there are still deficiencies in the way of living beings, then he will use a ray of soul to reincarnate and continue to realize the way.

When the path of all sentient beings reaches perfection, he will enter the core retreat of the path of heaven to make final preparations for the creation of the world.

That is the real way to survive the catastrophe!

Yaochi, the Emperor's bedroom, Mu Ningning's room.

Li Ping'an appeared from the recliner. Mu Ningning, who was lying on her back reading a book, suddenly shouted in fright: "Brother! Why are you silent!"

"What are you looking at?"

"It's a painting book from Dong'an City," Mu Ningning said with a smile, "Aren't you busy?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said, "I just wanted to keep my body here so that you wouldn't get used to it."

"There's nothing unusual about this."

Mu Ningning jumped over with a smile and rubbed Li Ping'an's shoulders:

"You have been running around for the sake of living beings and for the harmony of heaven and earth. I can take care of the family and not cause you any trouble. I am already satisfied.

"Don't think about how you have to accompany me. You should do your business first. There will be a long time to get together in the future. Then we must get together until you annoy me."

Li Ping'an blinked, raised his hand to catch her catkin, and pulled gently, Mu Ningning sat into his arms.

The couple looked at each other, and just as they were about to express their tenderness, a tinkling bell suddenly rang in Li Ping'an's ears.

He was slightly startled and smiled apologetically at Mu Ningning.

Mu Ningning immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Go and get busy. I'll wait for you to come back."

"Okay," Li Ping'an closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind moved away in an instant, but his body still stayed here.

The next moment.

The young Ji Dan opened his eyes and saw the gently shaking roof of the carriage frame. The female guard beside him let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fourth Young Master! You finally woke up!"

"The king said that you went on a journey, and when you came back you were cared for by gods. It really scared us to death!"

"Yes, you were unconscious for a long time this time!"

Li Ping'an smiled and when he raised his hand, he found a small black bell on his wrist.

What kind of bell is that? It's just a shrunken Chaos Clock.

Li Ping'an asked: "Just now I was drinking with the immortal in the sky. It seemed that something happened here. The immortal told me that it was time to come back. Where are we?"

"You really saw an immortal!"

"This! Write this down quickly! Report it to the master!"

The female guards were very excited.

Li Ping'an was a little helpless: "I was asking what happened outside."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from outside the carriage: "Fourth, it's me. I stopped your carriage and I want to talk to you about something... Can I come in?"

Boyikao, Jikao?

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