Cundi, one of the six saints, is the deputy leader of the Western religion.

The junior brother of Taoist Shin-in-Law, has a profound magical power, and is the same as Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun. He is at the level of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and also has a powerful Dharma body, eighteen-handed twenty-four golden bodies, immortal magic weapons: Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree, Blessed Divine Pestle, Six-Sense Purple Powder and other powerful magical tools.

No wonder he could hide from Nuwa, one of the six saints, and blame him for being blamed.

"Have you met the saint."

Cao Yi bowed his hand in a humble and arrogant manner.

Although the saint is powerful, if he tries hard to use the small fate technique, it is not impossible to get rid of the horse.

Zhunti was surprised by Cao Yi's reaction. In the past, when he met casual cultivators below the saint, he was either intimidated or pretended to be indifferent, and rarely so calm.

After all, monks without the protection of saints have no life safety in front of saints.

Especially in the face of a saint who is not very famous like him.

He glanced back and forth on Cao Yi several times, and a kind smile appeared on his rosy and fair face: "I can't find many people who can compare with you under the saint."

"The saint praised it"

Cao Yi replied politely.

I was secretly prepared for a decisive battle.

Zhunti's reputation is too bad.

Cao Yi suspected that the next second, Zhunti would suddenly say, "You are destined to be with me in Western religion."

Then, he took action.

"You are destined to be with my Western religion, so you might as well join my Western religion."

The instinct of seeking talent was still revealed.

Here comes!

Cao Yi's heart beat, his face was still dull: "The saint is so loving, but I'm used to being alone."

"After joining my Western Sect, you can get my guidance and realize the Hunyuan Daluo. Secondly, the next great disaster will be very dangerous, and with your cultivation level, it is difficult to be safe."

Zhunti persuaded him with a smile on his face.

Cao Yi almost laughed.

Zhunti, a second-rate saint who made great ambitions, borrowed merits, and combined with the Hongmeng purple aura given by Hongjun, actually said that he would take him to fly with him.

Where is the face?

"I have understood the kindness of the saint, but I have no intention of Daluo."

Cao Yi looked serious and refused.

Zhunti twitched his lips, and his smile was a little stiff: "Fellow Daoist think about it again"

Cao Yi didn't want to break up with Zhunti on this issue, and his eyes turned to the poems written by Zhunti on the wall to tease Nuwa.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in other people's business"

The smile on Zhunti's face was completely gone.

His optimism about Cao Yi does not mean that Cao Yi can interfere with his work.

Cao Yi had no intention of leaving.

The coldness on Zhunti's face became stronger and stronger: "What, do you want to stop me?"

As a saint who is with the way of heaven, he did not take the strong strength that Cao Yi showed when he killed Kunpeng.

"The saint is so scheming Nuwa, aren't you afraid that Nuwa will wake up and cause trouble for you?"

Cao Yi said calmly.

Zhunti's eyes suddenly became cold.

Cao Yi felt as if he was in the snow and ice. He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

One breath, two breaths... Twenty breaths, Zhunti suddenly showed a gentle smile like spring breeze: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Young people are not talented, so you still have confidence in using a few moves with the saint, but in this way, the saint's plot against Nuwa will be exposed."

Cao Yi said without retreating.

Zhunti frowned slightly.

Although he was not afraid of Nuwa, he made Nuwa discover that this matter was ruined.

Thinking of this, his eyes when he looked at Cao Yi became colder.

The previous solicitation idea disappeared without a trace.

"You should know that you can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me for a lifetime."

He said.

Cao Yi didn't say anything, and looked at Zhunti quietly.

After a while, Zhunti let out a soft hum from his nostrils and turned around and left.

Cao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any last resort, he really didn't want to fight with Zhunti.

The little destiny technique is true, but it is necessary to burn life span. To deal with existences of this level of saint, you are afraid that you will burn all life spans.

His eyes turned to the poem on the wall, and Cao Yi waved his hand and looked like a new look.

After waiting for a while, it was confirmed that there was no recurrence, Cao Yi left Nuwa Palace.

Thirty-three heavens away, the Imperial Palace.

Just after congratulating Fuxi, Yan Emperor, the three saints of the Xuanyuan tribe, Nuwa returned from Huoyun Palace, and glanced at the world casually. There was nothing unusual about Nuwa Palace, except for some extra sacrifices.

Only then did Nuwa remember that it was her birthday again.

As his eyes shifted to Chaoge, whose luck was declining not far away, Nuwa sighed.

The Shang Dynasty regarded her as the righteous god and was about to be destroyed, but she could not do anything.

"Not right"

Nuwa suddenly realized something was wrong, and it seemed that what she saw shouldn't be like this.

She closed her eyes and used the supreme magic to infer the past and future.

Seeing the vague fragments of the past and the future appearing, as time goes by, it becomes increasingly difficult to see clearly, and suddenly everything becomes white.

Nuwa's pink face was slightly angry, but she was helpless. In the great disaster, she could not clearly speculate on the past and the future.

Suddenly, she captured a familiar aura.

She was stunned for a moment and said, "It was the monk named Cao who killed Kunpeng. What did he do when he came to my Nuwa Palace?"

The past was gone and came to the door again. She could no longer help but leave the Palace of Wa and head towards the world.

At the same time, Cao Yi came to the Chaoge Palace, which is not magnificent.

I received unprecedented courtesy from my son.

As the lord of the Great Shang Dynasty with countless monks under his command, Zishou has learned from various channels that Cao Yi's feat of killing Kunpeng in the boundary sea.

"National Master, please"

Zishou raised the wine bottle.

Cao Yi smiled slightly and picked up the wine bottle.

The two of them took a sip at almost the same time.

"There is Kong Xuan Daxian in Sanshan Pass and the capital has a national teacher, so I have no worries."

Zishou put down the wine bottle and said with a smile.

Cao Yixin said you were too happy too early.

During this great disaster, many saints were both contestants and referees. As expected, the Shang Dynasty had no possibility of turning the tables.

"King, the King of Xibo has rebelled"

A man hurried in and presented a book of documents.

Zishou opened the document and laughed in anger: "The manifesto of Xibohou is really ridiculous."

Cao Yi's eyes were on the documents and almost didn't feel happy.

The first article of the manifesto says that you are so lustful.

The woman of Xibohou was dozens of times more than her son, so she was embarrassed to say that she was born.

Article 2 of the manifesto said that the son was highly valued and the nobles and princes were excluded.

It is also a sin to use slaves, and strengthen centralization?

Article 3 of the manifesto says that the son was abandoned and sacrificed.

The sacrifices in this era were not later sacrifices, but were sacrificed by living people. It is a sin to not accept sacrifices from living people.

Articles 4 and 5 of the manifesto... are all sins that can be used by anyone.

When using this manifesto to criticize King Zhou, Xibo Hou was really a talented person.

It's very similar to the later generations of understanding the king.
Chapter completed!