Canopy has just walked out of Biyou Palace.

He let out a deep breath and stretched out his hand to touch his back. His clothes were already soaked through.

He held up the talisman, looked back at the Biyou Palace on the Zizhi Cliff, and was about to raise the auspicious clouds, return to the heaven, return to the Jade Emperor, and end the matter.

Then I saw that Biyou Palace suddenly became gloomy.

Rolling dark clouds are pressing down from the sky.

The wrath of the saint is overwhelming and rolling over the sky.

The killing intent is boiling!

Canopy was so scared that she almost peed her pants.

He thought that he had done something wrong and was noticed by the saint, and now he wanted to settle accounts with him.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he saw a sword cry from the Biyou Palace!

Clang!

The canopy collapsed to the ground.

"It's so gray... Lao Zhu is going to be gray..."

The sword light rose, fell straight into the sky, and slashed towards the west.

Canopy looked stunned!

The Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Palace was also stunned.

…………

Tushita Heaven, in Laojun's view, the Bagua Furnace is slowly rotating, the Six Ding Divine Fire is beating, the elixir in the furnace is slowly taking shape, countless auspicious lights are blooming, golden lotuses are blooming on the ground, and flowers are falling from the sky.

The two boys carefully served the elixir in the furnace.

Laojun was sitting on the futon, drowsy.

Suddenly!

The saint let out a sigh.

"Teacher, what happened?" the two children asked.

Laojun closed his eyes and said: "It's not that big of a deal. It's just that your Uncle Tongtian has been trapped for thousands of years and finally draws his sword!"

The two boys were so shocked that even their lips trembled.

Thousands of years ago, in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

The figure of the saint, riding a Kui Niu and holding a Qingping sword, with a map of mountains and seas behind him, standing still in all directions, emerged from his mind again.

"Tong...tong...Uncle Tongtian came out...did he draw his sword?" The boy in gold clothes asked tremblingly.

"Trapped in Biyou Palace for a thousand years..."

"Uncle Tongtian, if you don't draw your sword again..."

"I'm afraid no one in the three realms can sleep peacefully!"

"It's good to use the sword!" Laojun said with a smile.

For most people, it is a big trouble for the leader to draw his sword.

But for saints.

What I'm afraid of is that this leader of Jiejie can't draw his sword!

If he doesn't draw his sword, everyone will be worried, afraid, and wary.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of a saint, and the most prolific saint among Taoist disciples, trapped in the Taoist temple?

After all, that was the disciple who was doted on and liked the most by the Taoist Patriarch.

On the treasure-distributing cliff that year, it was this Master who distributed the most treasures.

Before the Taoist ancestors merged with the Taoism, even the innate treasure Hunyuan Whisk, which accompanied his countless Huiyuan, was also passed on to the Master Jie!

There are countless other innate objects such as the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and the Six Soul Flags.

Therefore, for thousands of years, Master Jie has been trapped in Biyou Palace.

Except for the master in Taisu Tianshuo Palace, the other four saints were all frightened.

Now, he has drawn his sword.

No matter where the sword strikes, no matter who it strikes.

It all means that the boot that has been hanging has finally fallen to the ground.

The leader has already drawn his sword.

Cause and effect manifest naturally.

He stepped back into the chessboard of heaven and earth.

It is no longer incalculable, no longer incalculable.

This is like a gambler.

If he doesn't come to the table, no one can win his money.

As long as he goes to the table and places a bet, he will win or lose.

only……

"Huh?" Laojun suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of shock.

In the perception of this saint.

The sword slashed out from the Biyou Palace was directed straight towards the Pure Land of the West.

The illusion of the twenty-four heavens arose.

"Amitabha!" The ancient Buddha opened his mouth to praise, with endless compassion: "Brother Taoist, please be merciful!"

But according to the saint's perception, the sword did not evade and cut through the twenty-four heavens without mercy.

They didn't care about the face of the ancient Buddha at all, let alone the faces of the two Western sages and the saints who explained the religion behind him.

The Buddha didn't really stop it either.

The illusions of the twenty-four heavens disappeared like bubbles.

The sword light slashed toward the pool of merit deep in the Pure Land.

A golden body of Bodhisattva raised its head in horror.

"Teacher, spare your life!" He screamed, and at the same time he sacrificed countless treasures in the merit pool, desperately resisting the falling sword light.

but……

To no avail.

The sword light slashed down without mercy.

With a slash of sword light, the relic was shattered.

The sword light slashed again, and all kinds of treasures in the merit pool shattered like bubbles.

The Bodhisattva's golden body melts quickly like ice and snow encountering the sun, revealing his true body.

But he is a divine rabbit who has been practicing for millions of years.

In the past, I taught the Golden Immortal Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, but today the West teaches the Dingguang Immortal.

The Divine Rabbit whimpered, curls of green smoke rose up, and turned into ashes in the light of the sword!

Exactly: It's pitiful that millions of years of hard work are all in vain!

"How good! How good!" The ancient Buddha sighed, feeling sorry for this old friend.

There was no trace of sadness on his face, but instead a hint of pride.

Because, the leader of Jiejie has already drawn his sword to kill people.

Then he would become a chess player on the chessboard of heaven and earth again.

His next sword will no longer be the elusive, nowhere to be found Heavenly Sword.

Therefore, this old friend really deserved his death.

The thousands of years of care and friendship are not in vain!

But the next moment, Gu Fo's smile froze.

because……

The sword of the leader...

No trace of cause and effect!

Under the way of heaven, the existence of Master Jie is still vague, separated from the world, and does not involve any cause and effect.
To be continued...