"Hey, this is what we demon saints should do!" Wutian smiled proudly. As long as the Demon Ancestor reappears, he might also be able to get good luck and achieve the status of a saint! The Demon Ancestor said it. The way of heaven and the way of devil are the same. There are six saints in the way of heaven, and there are also six saints in the way of devil! Dongwang Gong and Kunpeng now occupy two positions. You have worked so hard and accomplished so much, why can’t you sit on a holy throne? "You go first, and I'll leave this matter to you to arrange!" Prince Dong waved his hand.
Naturally, there is no need to do this kind of thing personally. Let Wutian let Kunpeng's arrogance go away for a while, so that he can make arrangements for himself. "yes!" Wutian responded, then turned into a stream of light and flew out of Yimu Temple. A glimmer of light flashed in Duke Dong's eyes. "Now that I am invincible as a quasi-sage, why don't you go and invite Queen Mother Naxi to share this joy with me?" "If she is inaccurate again, I will also let her know my methods." When Dong Wangong thought of this, his heart was suddenly moved. He has coveted the Queen Mother of the West for a long time. Over the years, people have been sent to visit with gifts. But I was rejected every time. Now that his strength has greatly improved, no one except the saint takes him seriously. Don't you believe that Queen Mother Xi dares to do this to him? If you really don't know what's going on, just take her away. When the time comes, hold a grand wedding and seize her true vagina! His own strength can be improved again. As soon as the thought came out, Duke Dong's mind moved slightly. He called to the fairy boy at the door: "Invite Fuyuan Immortal to me."
"yes." Fairy boy responded and left quickly. After a while, Fuyuan Immortal came in from outside. "Emperor!" Fu Yuan Xianweng bowed. Looking at Duke Dong, there was still a bit of fear in his eyes. After all, Duke Dongwang had just killed a master in the quasi-sage realm! Is he calling me alone at this time to blame himself? "Where is your marriage book? Bring it to me." Duke Dongwang waved. "yes." Fuyuan Xianweng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Duke Dong only asked for the marriage book. The marriage book is his innate spiritual treasure. It was the same magic weapon that he used when confronting Mr. Nan Guo earlier. The one that smells pink. This treasure controls the marriage of all living beings in the ancient times. But it's a bit tasteless to use. Marriage relationships below Daluo Jinxian will naturally manifest themselves. If there is affection, it can be tied with a red rope. After promoting a marriage, the power of this treasure will be slightly improved. However, if it affects the realm of Daluo Jinxian or above, personal consent is required. Otherwise, no matter how the marriage book is stimulated, it will not have any effect. So is the red line. Once Daluo Jinxian agreed, he tied two red ropes to their respective hands. It makes their hearts connected and their feelings deep. No matter how many creatures under Daluo Jinxian are promoted, it will be difficult for the treasure to advance. However, there are very few people above Daluo Jinxian who are willing to form a Taoist couple. That’s why it’s useless.
Fu Yuan Xianweng patted the colorful crown on his head, and a Tao map appeared in his hand. He presented Dao Tu with both hands. Prince Dong waved his hand, and the object fell into his hands. He looked through it and nodded. "You go prepare gifts, I am going to West Kunlun to propose marriage to the Queen Mother of the West!" "This...Emperor, Queen Mother Naxi has repeatedly rejected your kindness, and now you have just returned..." Fuyuan Immortal looked a little embarrassed. The Queen Mother of the West has made it clear that she despises her emperor. If she continues to entangle here, wouldn't she lose her sense of proportion? Instead, he lost his identity for nothing. "Just go if I ask you to go. Where's all the nonsense?" Prince Dong looked hard and scolded. "Yes, yes!" Immortal Fu Yuan remembered what happened to Mr. Nan Guo just now and nodded quickly, not daring to say more. The Duke of the East opened the marriage book and found the page of the Queen Mother of the West. It reads: Tianyao, the Heavenly Lady of West Kunlun and the Queen Mother of the West. Just these few words, as for marriage, nothing has been touched. "I have a little plan to make you loyal to me!" Duke Dong smiled coldly and already had a good idea. In just a moment, the Fu Yuan Immortal came back. "Emperor, the gifts have been prepared. I don't know when to go and give them to you?" Fuyuan Immortal bowed and asked. "Let's go now, I will go there in person." Fuyuan Immortal was stunned by Dong Wanggong's words, and then nodded quickly. "My subordinates will immediately arrange for a team of men and horses to go with the emperor." "Go!" "yes." Fu Yuanxianweng quickly retreated. After a while, Prince Dong's car was arranged.
Ten thousand cranes were circling and flying in the sky, and their cries were so high-pitched that they reached the sky! Behind the crane, there is a carriage made of white crane feathers. Since the last time Dong Wanggong’s Jiulong Yimu Agarwood Chariot was damaged by the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. He then raised these cranes and made a chariot with their feathers. Although the Wanhe chariot is more luxurious than the Kowloon Yimu agarwood chariot. But the air of lightness is even worse. Behind the cranes on both sides of the Wanhe chariot, there are 36 heavenly commanders in the realm of Daluo gods. All of them were wearing silver armor and looked majestic. "Let's go!" Prince Dong flew onto the Wanhe chariot and waved his hand. Fuyuan Immortal nodded quickly. Move forward. Their team was mighty and powerful, riding on the precious light, heading towards the west. In the Western Paradise, Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Mosquito have returned to Mount Sumeru. Taoist Jie Yin incarnates and sits on a lotus platform, his aura seems to blend with the void. The whole body exudes the glazed light. There was a look of sorrow on his face, as if he could not see the desolation of the world and could not bear the suffering of all living beings. "Senior brother, this is Brother Daoist Mosquito, the mighty sea of blood." "I named him Venerable Sky Mosquito. Venerable Sky Mosquito will be my revered position in the Western Paradise from now on!" Taoist Zhunti introduced it enthusiastically. The Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked over. Taoist Mosquito also stepped forward and bowed, "Disciple pays homage to the leader. The leader's holy life is boundless!" "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to do this. Please get up." With a flick of the hand from Taoist Jieyin, Taoist Mosquito was lifted up. He pointed a finger, and a thousand-leaf lotus suddenly flew out of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool outside the Mahavira Hall. The water in the pool of merit is bred by the luck of the Western world. Baolian was born from the golden lotus seeds of the twelve grades of merit. It contains the power of heavenly merits and virtues, which can protect the body and suppress luck.
It is a rare treasure! Taoist Mosquito took it with both hands, feeling the spiritual energy and the power of merit in this treasure, his eyes lit up. "Disciple, thank the leader for the treasure!" The mosquito Taoist is now much more pious than before. Zhunti was only given a piece of clothing. However, the Taoist priest who received the invitation gave him a protective lotus. The function is far greater than that piece of clothing. "Venerable Sky Mosquito, you used to like killing. When you enter my Western Paradise, you should change this nature." "We in Western Buddhism are compassionate and have many precepts that fellow Taoists should follow." The Taoist guide's voice was calm. Although this is his incarnation, it has its own majesty as if his true body has descended.