"Then you won't have to do anything..."
"Kinnara knows of my existence, he won't attack you..."
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell quietly, "This is the last thing I can pass on to you. If you want to gain something, you have to lose something."
"Kinnara is not suitable and cannot stand with you. He wants to be the master of the three realms. His ambition is too big. You two are natural enemies."
"No matter how powerful an enemy is or how good his character is, you cannot feel sorry for him or even hold back."
"Moreover, this is a good thing for the Three Realms!"
"When Kinnara takes charge of the Three Realms, he will surely attract countless traitors. Those who dare to defect to the Netherworld will surely defect to Kinnara. If they dare to defect to Kinnara, they will surely defect to the Netherworld. You must remember the identities of those people by then!"
Uncle Jiu warned, and Russell quickly agreed. "And after Kinnara dies, you will have one less potential danger. Tathagata of the Western Buddhist Sect will become a sub-saint, and the Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong will become the ancestor of all Buddhas and the next sub-saint. At that time, there will be two more sub-saints in the Three Realms!"
By sacrificing one Wu Tian, the Three Realms will have three more sub-saints!
This is simply a huge pie in the sky!
Russell sold out Wu Tian without hesitation. What is a good opponent? What is having a lofty ideal? What is the equality of all beings in the three realms
Go to hell with me!
This is the era when I am the emperor!
Russell's eyes twitched. "Master, why do I feel that the Western Buddhist Sect has gained too much? They just helped us attack the Netherworld, and they gained two more sub-saints. Is the Netherworld that scary? And can the Heavenly Court check and balance the expansion of the Western Buddhist Sect in the future?"
The Buddhist sect suddenly had two top masters, which was very disadvantageous to the Heavenly Court.
"The Netherworld has existed since ancient times. There are even many races that failed in the battle with the human race in the prehistoric times. They were driven to the barren Netherworld by the human race, and they have long had resentment in their hearts."
"Later, some of the Shuras and Brahmins who occupied the west were defeated by the Western Buddhist Sect and all fled to the Netherworld. There were many Daluo and even sub-saints surviving there!"
"After becoming an immortal, one's life span is almost endless. After practicing for hundreds of millions of years, even a pig might be able to become a golden immortal."
"So I set up the Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations to eliminate the hidden dangers outside the Heavenly Palace, unless they are hiding very secretly or in the Netherworld."
Either you surrender and enjoy the treatment of the heavenly court, with salaries paid out at regular intervals, and you can avoid all kinds of disasters.
Either you linger on, hiding from here and there, or if you can't avoid the three disasters and nine calamities, all your cultivation will be in vain.
Russell suddenly thought of the terrifying monsters surviving at the bottom of the West Sea. He was afraid that they were not uninterested in him at that time, but were afraid of disasters and did not dare to come out.
"And what about later?"
Will the addition of two sub-saints among the Western Buddhas affect the balance of power in the three realms
"In fact, I have already made preparations. When you became a Heavenly Master, I had already arranged it."
I had arranged it when I was still a Heavenly Master.
Russell couldn't help but twitch his lips. In the world of cultivating immortals, the most annoying thing is this kind of cause and effect calculation. Sometimes, what you do has been arranged by others decades or even hundreds of years ago.
"That's your little wife. She is now the Little King of Hell in the underworld. Meng Po, one of the Four Heavenly Gods, is her aunt. She is at the peak of Daluo and controls the Six Paths of Reincarnation. She can fight against the Sub-Sage."
"Although Meng Po doesn't like King Yan Luo, she is still very kind to the little guy. Let the little guy beg for help. Meng Po will still help you once."
"I'll let the current Fighting Buddha, Monkey King, accept her as his disciple. When Monkey King becomes a sub-sage, he won't attack you. You can still trust Monkey King's temper. I've indulged him in a lot of things over the years!"
"When he becomes the ancestor of all Buddhas, let your young wife take over the position of Fighting Buddha. The Mother of Heaven is from the Western Buddhist Sect, so the Western Buddhist Sect will not go too far."
"With the position of the Lord of Heaven, my guidance, the Yin Ghost Seal, and the Human Emperor Art, if you can break through the Netherworld and get the Yang Ghost Seal, then the Yin and Yang Ghost Seals will be combined..."
"My teacher doesn't have high expectations for you. If you can't become a saint, at least you should become a sub-sage, or even a Daluo."
Uncle Jiu said quietly, "The Lord of Heaven is not just a title, but the first fruit position among the thirty-six fruit positions. When you become the top Daluo, you can rely on your fruit position to sweep away the sub-saints!"
Russell couldn't help drooling when he heard this and swallowed. He used to hate others deciding his fate, but now...
So delicious!
This is the feeling that only young people who have just graduated from college and entered society have. When they leave the campus and go out into society, they have no relatives or friends, a look of confusion on their faces, nothing, no skills, and they don't know what to do.
And at this time, your parents have arranged everything for you, including your job, house, car and girlfriend. That feeling of being arranged is so comfortable!
He suddenly thought of something else and asked hurriedly, "Oh, by the way, Master, how long will the Great Tribulation last?"
"I don't know, maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe ten thousand years, maybe one hundred thousand years!"
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, "The most likely time is 330 years from now, when I fly away from the Heavenly World and cannot return to the Three Realms. I'm afraid that will be the day when the Netherworld invades."
"If you become a saint, will you no longer be able to reach the Three Realms?"
"In ancient times, there was a saint who could walk between heaven and earth. That saint was called Pangu!"
Uncle Jiu stared into the distance with a confused look on his face. "For some reason, he suddenly lost his mind one day, chopped the leaders of all races with a giant axe, killed everyone in the world, slaughtered all the sub-saints, and finally disappeared, as if he had gone to a higher and bigger world."
"No one knows where he went. It's just that that day was too tragic. Countless mighty men fell. Even the sky was crying. The fall of mighty men from all races gave the human race a chance to catch its breath. That's how the human race came into being. Emperor Haotian established the Heavenly Court and led the human race to rise."
"In order to prevent the recurrence of Pangu's incident, those who become saints will fly away from the Three Realms and live in the Heaven Beyond Heaven. They will travel the Three Realms in their incarnations and will not be allowed to descend in their true bodies."
So...
Did the great god Pangu suddenly go crazy
He is a saint!
Russell suddenly felt it was ridiculous. Could it be that a drop of black blood flew from the sky, causing the great god Pangu to have bad luck in his later years and become covered with red hair
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt the heaven and earth shaking, and the entire Lingxiao Palace was shaking, which scared Russell.
Earthquake
That's not right, this is in the sky, and in the Lingxiao Palace! How could it be an earthquake
"It's okay, it's just that Meng Po and the Asura clan's Minghe are fighting again..."
Meng Po and the Styx fought
This is explosive news.
Master, you are so calm!
ps: Four thousand two hundred words today.