At the beginning, Sun Wukong was imprisoned to prevent the rise of Buddhism!

Chapter 94 The Truce of the Saint War
"I, Yuanshi, are you two really ignoring me?"

"Teacher has lost face, let me see how you can withstand the teacher's anger!"

Jieyin once again used Hongjun as an example.

"Fellow Taoists, for my sake, can you please stop?"

At this moment, a voice came from the air.

In an instant, two figures appeared in front of everyone.

It was Taishang Laojun and the Great Sun Tathagata who was carried by him.

Seeing this figure, Shanshi's heart suddenly sank.

Taishang Laojun intervened, which means that I intervened, and even Yuanshi Tianzun also intervened.

If the fight continues, they may face two of the three clears. In that case, neither strength nor numbers will be able to take advantage.

Shan Zhi, Ksitigarbha and the others subconsciously retreated an endless distance, while Kong Xuan led Ancestor Styx to join Shan Zhi.

The four of them all looked at Taishang Laojun warily, and Lingshan fell into silence for an instant.

But then, Kong Xuan, Ksitigarbha, and Ancestor Styx all changed their expressions, and Taishang Laojun actually exuded the terrifying pressure of a saint.

That pressure is not even under the Styx Ancestor.

Taishang Laojun at least possesses the strength of the second level saint.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, some of the three corpses of the saint have reached the realm of saints, but that's fine, everything is under their control."

Zhang Feng felt very helpless, but he still guessed.

It may be more difficult to stop the journey to the west, but there is also an advantage, at least everything is understood.

In the future, when meeting strong men with the aura of a saint, they will all be treated according to the three corpses of the saint, or even directly according to the three corpses of Hongjun.

In the battlefield, Shan Zhi's pupils shrank and he quickly sent a message to everyone: "Everyone, we can't fight. Today's matter can only end here."

Ksitigarbha and others nodded, if they continued to fight, they would suffer.

Shan Zhi's originally solemn expression instantly became kind.

"Haha, it turns out that my nephew is in Laojun's hands. No wonder I asked for someone in Lingshan, but they didn't give it to me?"

"This is all a misunderstanding. Laojun handed over his nephew to me, and today's matter ends here."

Shan Shi changed the topic to Lu Ya.

Hearing Shanshi's words, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky breathed a sigh of relief and finally stopped fighting.

But Jieyin Zhunti gave up, "Misunderstanding, did you end the misunderstanding with just one sentence?"

Shanshi's face changed again: "If you don't think it's enough, how about I take my nephew away and the five of you continue to fight?"

"Besides, I have been emphasizing that I only represent myself, and I cannot represent other fellow Taoists. Since you do not agree, it will just allow fellow Taoist Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha to continue to cause trouble for you."

If you don't agree, then keep fighting. Anyway, I have no objection.

"you!"

Hearing Shanshi's words, Jie Yin didn't know what to say for a while.

Now, they must either accept Shan Zhi's conditions or continue the war with Ksitigarbha.

Although it seemed that Jie Yin Zhunti had the advantage, the saint was immortal and they continued to fight. For what reason?
Is it possible that it’s because of my own face?

But that little bit of face is no longer necessary for Jieyin Zhunti.

"That's enough, Jie Yin Zhunti, shut up!"

Taishang Laojun directly spoke and asked Jieyin Zhunti to shut up.

"Today's events end here. The Authentic Saint was born, and the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal was born. You should have worked harder for the perfection of this world, but you are fighting. If you can kill each other, then forget it."

"But the saint is immortal, so what's the point of fighting between you? Do you want the gods and Buddhas in the sky to laugh at your joke?" Taishang Laojun said calmly, but with his saint's pressure, there was no No one dares to underestimate him.

Afterwards, Taishang Laojun threw Lu Ya to Shanshi, with the obvious intention that the matter was over.

"Haha, the old gentleman is right, it's all trivial matters. Let's just call it a day. King Ksitigarbha and Ancestor Minghe will go back to improve their strength. Kong Xuan will go to Beiju Luzhou with me to see our Demon Court. ."

Shanshi picked up Lu Ya and looked at Taishang Laojun. As long as the other party nodded, they turned around and left without any hesitation.

Taishang Laojun nodded directly.

Shanshi and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief and slowly left, but Kong Xuan did not leave. Instead, he frowned at Taishang Laojun.

"Tai Shang Laojun, can the three corpses of a saint also become a saint?"

Kong Xuan and Taishang Laojun were quite familiar with each other, but he had not known that the other party was a saint before. This news meant many things.

Taishang Laojun shook his head, "The status of a saint is limited. How can you become a saint as a third corpse?"

"Then what's your situation now? Why do you have the aura of a saint?"

"False Saint, I am just a false Saint."

Taishang Laojun said an unprecedented name or realm.

"False Saint? What is that?"

This name is not known to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, not even those of them who have just become saints.

"The false saints are the three corpses of us. We have the same strength as the saints, but they are not saints after all. What we have, the saints have, and what we don't have, the saints also have, for example, the immortality of the saint."

Taishang Laojun had a look of regret.

A false saint has the strength of a saint, but does not have the immortality of a saint, and is a saint who can be killed.

Because their origins are not integrated into the way of heaven, they die directly when they die. This is the biggest difference.

When the gods and Buddhas in the sky heard this, they seemed to be relieved. If the false saint can kill him, that's okay.

But then, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were stunned. What does it have to do with him being able to kill the false saint?

The false saint is also a saint, so he can't defeat him.

Is it possible that some people still want to defy heaven and attack the saint?

Isn't that killing you?
Kong Xuan solemnly saluted the Supreme Lord: "Thank you very much, Lord, for clearing up the confusion."

Then, he turned around and left Lingshan with Shan Zhi.

This war between saints came to an end under the mediation of Taishang Laojun.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky were still looking at the Lingshan Mountain for a long time, and a thought appeared in their hearts. The world has become more dangerous.

In Huaguo Mountain, Zhang Feng is currently digesting what Taishang Laojun said.

"It seems that in the future, there will be no problem even if the evil corpse and the self-zombie become saints. If anyone asks, then they will say that they are false saints. The appearance of the Supreme Lord has provided me with a good reason."

"A reason for the three zombies to continue to increase their strength."

Taishang Laojun only mentioned the shortcomings of false saints, and Zhang Feng instantly thought of how to take advantage of this matter.

"When a saint is born, the strength of the three corpses must also reach that of a saint."

If a saint is not born, the quasi-sage peak may be enough, but if a saint is born, the quasi-sage peak will no longer be enough.

However, after the three corpses became saints, the only trouble was how to prevent others from seeing that they were Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"I didn't expect that one day I would actually have a headache because of the exercises I practiced."

Zhang Feng seemed to be teasing him a bit.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. The evil corpse has a twelve-level world-destroying black lotus. Most people can't see through it. The self-corpse has a jade plate of good fortune in its hand, so it should be able to cover up part of it."

"That's all, I don't want to think about it anymore. Even if someone sees through it, they can just make up an identity when the time comes. Anyway, the identity I have never acknowledged is all their own imagination."

(End of this chapter)