But Yuanshi Tianzun would actually find two Western saints instead of doing it himself, and Wang Feng was also bored.

This is to use the means of others to test yourself.

At this time, in the Western Buddhist world, the white crane boy had already arrived with the jade plaque of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Under the Bodhi tree, the two saints, Daoist Daoist and Daoist Zhunti, sat quietly, as if they had transformed into two vigorous ancient pines, motionless.

"The white crane boy pays homage to the two saints."

"On the order of my family's headmaster, I came to see you."

Baihe Boy holds the worship of his disciples.

Strictly speaking, Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti, along with Tianzun Yuanshi, Cult Master Tongtian, and others are all disciples of Daozu Hongjun.

One of the six saints.

As the second largest disciple of Daoist Hongjun, Yuanshi Tianzun is himself the senior brother who receives and guides Daoist and Zhunti Daoist.

Daoist Zhunti opened his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "Get up."

"Thank you for mentioning the saint."

The white crane boy presented the jade plaque, then stepped aside and waited respectfully.

Zhunti put the jade card in the palm of his hand, paused slightly, and handed it over to the reception.

"Senior brother, take a look."

When the Taoist received the jade card, he also took a small meal and put the jade card away.

"Hey... Junior Brother, you call the shots."

Jie Yin's face was as bitter as a cucumber, he shook his head slightly, and closed his eyes.

Zhun raised his jaw, looked up at the white crane boy, and said, "Go back, tell Senior Brother Yuanshi, and say that I already know, please rest assured."

The white crane boy bowed respectfully and said, "My disciples say goodbye."

Swish!

The white crane boy took a few steps back, turned into a white crane, let out a long cry, and headed east.

After the white crane boy left, the bitter melon face of the Taoist Receiver relaxed slightly and said, "Junior brother, I haven't figured out the origin of this person yet. Would you like to take it a little longer?"

"No, since Yuan Shi has already found a teacher, obviously what he said can't be wrong."

"Don't miss this opportunity. This is a sign of great prosperity for my Buddhist world. Don't worry, Brother, I will personally go there and bring him into my Buddhist sect."

Zundi said confidently.

Whoever makes a decision, Yingyue and Zhunti, will almost support each other without hesitation.

Jie Yin also knew that Zhunti had made too much effort for Daxing Buddhism.

"Then leave it to the younger brother."

"Dashan, senior brother is waiting for the good news."

Zhun Ti performed a Buddhist ritual, and his figure disappeared from under the Bodhi tree.

Jie Yin sighed slightly, closed his eyes again, and sank into enlightenment.

The Bodhi tree exudes a Taoist rhythm, making this Buddhist secret realm more profound and mysterious.

Chaoge City!

Outside the void, a figure appeared.

The quasi-daoist appeared.

Holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he stood on the lotus platform, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he looked at the National Teacher's Mansion in Chaoge City.

At this moment, Wang Feng opened his eyes and glanced at the void.

"Is there just one here?"

Swish!

Wang Feng's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the void, and stood facing up.

"It's really rare for the Western Buddha to come."

Wang Feng's face is calm, with his hands on his back, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The Daoist Zhunti glanced at Wang Feng, and said with a smile: "Since the donor already knows that I am coming, he must know the purpose of the poor Daoist, so let's go."

"Let's go? Could it be that Mother Buddha was confused by chanting sutras?"

Wang Feng smiled, but an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.

This quasi-daoist seemed to be convinced that he actually said such things.

"The donor doesn't know something, and the poor Taoist has a feeling in his heart recently. Under the guidance of heaven, I expect that the donor has a relationship with my Western world, and I specially came to transcend you to log in to the Western Paradise of Bliss and participate in the Dao together."

Daoist Zhunti said calmly without blushing or heart beating.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being at ease, and the six senses are not pure, so I can't be a monk. I advise you to go back to where you come from!"

Wang Feng flicked his sleeves and turned away, ashamed to talk more with such thick-skinned people.

It has been said in the Conferred God List for a long time that the Daoist Zhunti has a very thick skin, but he did not expect to have reached such a level, which really opened Wang Feng's eyes.

"Wang Feng, since Pindao is here, I can't help you. Pindao will personally invite you to come with me."

The quasi-tied Daoist said with a smile.

"Really? I have heard the power of saints for a long time, and no one is invincible under heaven."

"Wang Feng wants to see and see."

Wang Feng put his hands on his back and his eyes became indifferent.

In the void, an invisible breath is spreading.

The sky and the earth changed color, the thunder exploded, and the terrifying wind raged in the nine heavens and ten places.

The sky above Chaoge City was gloomy, as if the end was coming, and a terrifying atmosphere enveloped the entire Chaoge City.

Everyone walked out of the room and looked at the suddenly changing sky.

"Everyone, look, the sky seems to be falling, what happened!"

"It's terrifying. I feel like a ghost flashes from the sky. Is it going to bring catastrophe to punish us?"

"It's nonsense. I'm afraid that God will pity me, Yin Shang, to bring blessings and moisten the earth. I heard that many places in the world are suffering from droughts and floods, and a heavy rain is needed."

People in the city have speculated, and no one can explain what happened.

In the palace, King Zhou and other monarchs and ministers all stood on the star-gazing platform, looking at the void.

"What happened? Go and ask for a national teacher."

King Zhou had a solemn expression on his face, and hurriedly called his ministers to invite him.

"Your Majesty... the national teacher.... the national teacher is gone." Cheng Biqian reported.

"What? How can the national teacher disappear, it's just nonsense!"

King Zhou threw his sleeves and roared angrily.

The power of Wang Feng, King Zhou could not be more clear, there is no chance of any accident.

Unless, the big scene in front of me is related to the national teacher.

"Go on, order the people of the city not to leave without authorization, and stay at home quietly. Whoever dares to take the opportunity to make trouble and kill without mercy!"

King Zhou ordered martial law and left.

At this time, no one can do anything. Only by waiting for the appearance of the national teacher can we know what happened.

At this time, in the void, Zhunti, the saint of the Tao of Heaven, finally shot at Wang Feng.

Chapter 961 Wang Feng vs Zhunti, Donghuang Zhongzhiwei

Boom!

A demon-subduing pestle exuding bronze luster appeared in the void.

This demon-destroying pestle, with azure light, exudes a vast Dao rhyme, the light shines in the void, and all the surrounding winds and thunders are still at this moment.

"Wang Feng, since you don't want to, Pindao can only have a fight with you and take you back!"

Zhunti stretched out his hand and waved, and the demon-subduing pestle directly broke through the void and bombarded Wang Feng.

Subduing the devil's pestle, beating people and gods, almost no one can resist.

The void was directly pierced by Du, and in the space where Wang Feng was located, a huge demon-destroying pestle fell.

Su Ming smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand and waved, the law of the void was boundless, and a circle of light centered on him spread out.

The demon-destroying pestle seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and his whole body was turbulent.

Zhunti took a look, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his mind moved, and countless Buddhist swastikas rose from his body and flew towards the demon-destroying pestle.

dong dong dong!

The void was shocked, and violent bombardments continued to be heard.

On the demon pestle, the azure light rose sharply, competing with the avenue where Wang Feng had settled down, trying to forcibly break through.

The sound of the Buddha on the Great Dao continued to be heard, and the solemn and solemn Buddha image came from the pestle.

The explosive power turned the entire void into a void.

Wang Feng's eyes turned cold, and it seemed that he didn't give him some color to see.

Boom!

Wang Feng's spiritual thoughts moved, and above the vast void, a giant hand that reached the sky fell straight down, grabbing at the demon-destroying pestle.

This big hand seems to be able to cover the whole world, with golden light shining.

Infinite avenue rules, densely covered palms.

"Law of the Great Way?"

Zhunti's face changed slightly. At this moment, he realized that Wang Feng did not seem to be that simple.

Boom!

The power of the Dao Law fell, and the huge hand that lifted the sky, as if it was a magic hand that existed before the ancient times, shattered the void in one fell swoop.

The demon-subduing pestle was directly caught in the palm of the hand by the big hand, and the rules of the infinite avenue were constantly vibrating, trying to get out of the control of the big hand.

"Wang Feng, you are too deceiving!"

Daoist Zhunti raised his eyebrows in anger, and anger burst out in his eyes.

This demon-destroying pestle is one of his treasures. It is called the blessing **** pestle. It is an innate magic weapon. If Wang Feng takes it away, he will have nowhere to put his face as a saint.

Swish!

The Daoist Zhunti stood in the void with the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand. The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree exuding five-color brilliance was taken out by Zhunti and brushed towards the big hand.

The five-colored gods are extremely dazzling, they are innate treasures, and they are said to be nothing without brushing.

Wang Feng smiled in his heart, his eyes shone brightly, he stretched out his hand towards the void and grabbed it. The big hand grabbed the blessing pestle and forcibly took it back.

boom!

The divine light emanating from the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree just swept across, and the blessing divine pestle had disappeared into the void.

Wang Feng held the blessing pestle in his hand and smiled lightly: "This treasure is rare, thank you for your generosity!"

The blessing **** pestle is an innate treasure, which is rare in this world.

Those who can be regarded as treasures by the prospective Daoist will not be bad.

In the list of conferred gods, Daoist Zhunti made two shots with this blessing **** pestle.

One time, Kong Xuan, who had intercepted the sect, was beaten back to his original form, and the other time, it was even more brilliant, knocking the Tongtian sect master from Kui Niu's body.

When the Daoist Zhunti saw this, his eyes were straight.