"I can tell, you're trying to annoy me on purpose." Feng Yunsheng gave Yan Zhaoge an angry sideways glance.
"You've always been very calm and magnanimous, and others can't get mad at you." Yan Zhaoge chuckled, but his expression was rather smug.
Feng Yunsheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, you are the best."
After the two chatted and laughed for a while, Feng Yunsheng suddenly felt a little depressed, and asked softly: "Wuji Tanshitian, your attempt has not made much progress. I wonder if Xiaowan and the others can wait until you succeed."
She and Meng Wan are like sisters, and their friendship is as deep as that of Xu Fei, Ying Longtu, Sikong Qing and others.
Like Fu Ting and He Xixing, Meng Wan learned of the existence of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable before reaching the Tenth Level of Martial Saints, which left a huge hidden danger.
If Wuliang Tianzun is willing, there is no need for real contact at all, as long as he has a thought, he may directly transform the three of them in the air.
Although the incident never happened, Yan Zhaoge and other Taoists also used various methods such as Sanguang Shenshui and Taiyi's Fist to jointly block it, but it is still not certain that they can sit back and relax.
Feng Yunsheng has a resolute and open-minded personality, and is not very worried about the situation of the Nine Netherworld that may concern her. On the contrary, it is the matter of her best friend that has always been a concern for her.
Yan Zhaoge straightened his expression when he heard the words, and said solemnly: "At present, it is still difficult to have a definite answer, but I already have some drafts on this matter. The situation of Junior Sister Meng, Fellow Daoist Fu, and Fellow Daoist He may not be without turning point."
"It may be difficult to say who have been transformed by heretics, but Junior Sister Meng and the three of them have not been truly transformed after all."
After a slight pause, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself: "We have some clues of Tianyuan stone fragments at hand, which will help me a lot, but unfortunately, we don't have human primordial stone fragments, otherwise the progress will be faster and the harvest will be less Bigger."
He turned his head to look at Feng Yunsheng: "Although I still need a lot of years, and I have just begun to see the door, but there is no big move in the fairy court in a short time."
"Wuliang Tianzun is also waiting for the round of Jiuyou." Feng Yunsheng nodded: "In this round, there may be a new Dao ancestor born, and the few surviving Dao realm powers are naturally impossible to ignore, and most of them will have to be dealt with in person. end."
Although no one in Xianting can compete for this position, there is no doubt that the final result will definitely affect Wuliang Tianzun himself.
The same principle also applies to the future Buddha and the White Lotus Pure Land.
"Let's wait and see." Yan Zhaoge's eyes were a little deep, and he traveled through the endless sky, looking far away at the endless void outside the territory.
While Yan Zhaoge was managing Wuji Tanshitian, the outside world was also turbulent.
Before Nezha set foot in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West to challenge the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp, Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng, Yang Jian and others supported him together.
Faced with the pressure of the Daoist army, the Buddhas of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss are naturally ready to fight.
Bailian Pure Land took advantage of the opportunity that the attention of the Western Paradise Pure Land was being restrained by the Taoist sect, and once again took the initiative to provoke a big war and struggle with Xianting.
Later, when the matter of Wuji Xinghuangqi was exposed, Taoism, Western Paradise Pure Land, Yaozu, and Jiuyou fought together, and it did not affect the strategy of Bailian Pure Land.
With no other forces intervening, they more or less had the upper hand in the face of Immortal Court.
If there are no other people to disturb at all, that may be the situation that Buddha and Bailian Pure Land would like to see most in the future.
However, the situation changed afterwards, and for Bailian Pure Land, it took a sharp turn for the worse.
Not only did Liantai Hongfa Buddha, who went to Nezha to settle his grievances, fall, but even Qu Su, the new sword Buddha, was killed by Yan Zhaoge.
For Bailian Pure Land, this is definitely a blow that hurts the muscles and bones, and greatly hurts the vitality.
As the strongest personal combat power among the Buddhas of the White Lotus Pure Land, Qu Su, who will be the first person under the Buddha's seat in the future, is an invisible deterrent even if he has not participated in the battle before.
Qu Su didn't show his face, and the lazy Tianzun Wang Guan, who was the strongest Daluo in the Immortal Court, also didn't dare to be unscrupulous.
Just like the future Buddha and Wuliang Tianzun, Qu Su and Wang Guan also restrain each other to a certain extent, just like Dui Zi.
Now that Qu Su has fallen, the originally stable balance of strength suddenly collapsed.
Qu Su and Wang Guan check each other, but the number of immortals in the Immortal Court is inferior to that of the Buddha in the White Lotus Pure Land, so the White Lotus Pure Land has the upper hand.
But now, Qu Su died, and Wang Guan vacated his body. With him alone, he was enough to make up for Xianting's disadvantage in the total number of Da Luo powerhouses.
Only at this point, the situation of the battle between the two sides was rewritten immediately.
What's more, Nezha's challenge to burn the lamp to the ancient Buddha has come to an end for the time being, and the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss has no worries.
On the contrary, it was the Yaozu who were allies of the Bailian Pure Land, which compromised the Nine-Headed Saint, which affected both strength and morale.
Therefore, the duration of this war was limited, and it soon ended with Bailian Pure Land's retreat.
The top powerhouses in Xianting did not chase too much, only the middle and lower levels of the two sides still maintained a moderately intense conflict, as usual.
Above the Three Thousand Fairylands of the Immortal Court, the Heavenly Palace full of pavilions and pavilions is no longer the dilapidated scene that Yan Zhaoge made a big fuss about at the beginning.
In the Heavenly Palace, in a palace, sat a Taoist priest wearing a big red robe, with a face like indigo, hair like cinnabar, three round eyes on his forehead, three heads and six arms.
It was Lu Yue, the Lord of the Plague Department of the Heavenly Court Shrine before the Great Destruction, who later joined the heretics and achieved the realm of Da Luo.
He sat peacefully, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, a voice sounded from outside the hall: "Brother Lao Lu has been waiting for a long time, why do you think of me to sit here?"
Hearing this voice, Lu Yue couldn't help being dazed, drowsy, and full of exhaustion.
He wasn't surprised, the other party obviously didn't intend to target him either.
Soon, a man in Tsing Yi walked into the palace: "The humble house is shabby, I'll treat brother Lu Dao slowly."
The person who came was the No. 1 person in Xianting Daluo, Wang Guan, who is also known as "Dameng Tianzun", also known as "Lazy Tianzun" or "Sleeping Tianzun".
Now after Qu Su's fall, it is not an exaggeration to call him the number one of all heretics.
"You Wang Daoyou are polite." Lu Yue stood up and greeted Wang Guan: "It seems that the white lotus demon has been repelled."
"They retreated on their own initiative." Wang Guan replied absent-mindedly: "But it's not the time to see life and death with them. The Yaozu has a Sakyamuni relic in their hands. We have to prevent King Peacock Daming from defecting."
Lu Yue said: "It doesn't matter, Qu Su is dead, we are no longer at a disadvantage in the face of the white lotus demon, and may even have the upper hand."
"That's right, Qu Su is dead." Wang Guan's voice was full of strangeness and mixed flavors.
It seems to be emotional, it seems regretful, it seems sad, it seems angry, it seems mocking.
But in the end, it seemed that there was nothing left, only deep exhaustion.