The northern land where the demon race is located, the mountains overlap, compared to the habitat of the human race and the south, it is much more barren and more dangerous, which is not only a reflection of the early monster poisonous insects, but also the natural terrain, as well as the poisonous miasma.

The base camp of the demon clan is in a valley, and the scenery here is similar to the blessed land of Xianshan, full of spiritual energy, and the scenery is picturesque. However, this place is not like the Heavenly Court of the past, with majestic buildings and countless heavenly soldiers, but like a tribe in the world, it is full of tranquility.

An hour ago, the arrival of a man shattered the silence.

"The Zhun Ti sage is here, and I don't know what to advise." Although Zhun Ti is a saint, he is not welcomed here in Lu Press, but he just made an ordinary salute, with a little perfunctory.

"Hehe, Prince Lu Jian is polite, where does the poor monk have any advice." Zhun Ti didn't mind at all, and still smiled.

Speaking of which, the most unscrupulous among the saints should be regarded as Zhun Ti. Always such a polite corporal, even in front of people who don't want to cross, they are so kind. Except that he has become more shameless because of the obsession of the West, he is really a qualified Buddha.

Lu Quan's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously not believing Zhun Ti's words. Throwing it all the way to the territory of the demon clan will have no purpose.

"Then I don't know what happened to the saint coming to the hinterland of my demon clan, if you need the help of my demon clan, the saint will say it's okay."

Lu Quan's words can be regarded as knowledgeable, but he just asked Zhun Ti to say it, and he didn't directly say that he promised Zhun Ti. Over the past tens of thousands of years, Lu Jian has also become unfathomable from the little golden crow that can only cause trouble, even in front of the saints.

Zhun Ti said: "The poor monk is only here for a destined person. ”

"Someone who is destined? I don't know which Taoist friend has such a blessing and has a relationship with a saint, which is really enviable. Although Lu Jian said this, he didn't think so in his heart. As long as anyone in the East who has some ability is not related to you in the West, in the eyes of the people in the East, this is not a blessing but a calamity.

The smile on Zhun Ti's face was even worse: "It's none other than you, it's Prince Lu Press." ”

"Me? The sage laughed, the poor road is just a little golden immortal, thanks to the predecessors of the demon clan who did not give up and honored the title of prince There is nothing but it, what blessing is there There The saint has a fate. "Lu Press, this is to use the entire demon clan to suppress Zhun Ti. The demon clan is not just those big demons, but also Nuwa and Xiyue.

Zhun Ti said: "Why should the prince be arrogant, you are from an extraordinary background, but the emperor of heaven, the son of the moon god Xihe, born with the will of heaven, how can there be no blessing." ”

Lu Pressure said: "Thank you for the sage's lifting, but Lu Pressure can't let go of too much in his heart, I'm afraid he won't be able to enter the pure world of the West." ”

In addition to the demon clan, Lu Quan's refusal was partly due to Xiyue. He has always thought that even if Xiyue is Xihe, it is not only because there are too many coincidences, but also because it is an inexplicable reason. And the grievances between Xiyue and Zhun Ti are well known, how would he choose to go to the West, isn't this blatantly against Xiyue and Nuwa?

Xiyue has been at odds with the West since she appeared, but she has never heard of Xiyue's current world, let alone a grudge against the West. Then this grudge is a bit strange, after all, if you have a grudge with a saint, a wise person will not choose this, let alone wisdom like Xiyue. So there is only one explanation, Xi Yue and the West had a common hatred a long time ago. And Lu Jian and the demon clan guessed that even if this feud was formed during the Lich War, the one who lured them out of Tanggu was the Westerner or Zhun Ti.

If this is the case in the West, how can he enter the West to practice and recognize the thief as his father.

Zhun Ti said: "The prince's words are wrong, it is precisely because of the troubles of the turbid world that he wants to enter my Western West to participate in Buddhism and share bliss. ”

Lu Jian said: "Poor Dao has worries that can't be let go of in his heart, and there are causes and effects that can't be solved, so how can he enter the Buddha Gate and be pure."

Bliss? There is no bliss in the wilderness. If the West is blissful, why should you be in the East?

Zhun Ti said, "The Buddha can naturally guide you to liberation and purification. If the prince has been purified, he thinks he is a Buddha, so why should he come to the poor path. ”

"The sage laughed, the poor Taoist cultivation is the Xuanmen Dao Law, even if the Tao is pure, it is also a free immortal outside the world, how to count the Buddha." Lu Jian said.

Zhun Ti said: "If you become a free immortal outside the world, it is also excellent, but the prince can't let it go." The prince couldn't let it go not because he remembered, but because he blamed himself for being too weak. If the crown prince succeeds in creation and goes straight to the nine heavens, how can the glory of the demon clan not be revived. ”

Zhun Ti doesn't want to play dumb riddles anymore, and it's not interesting to drag on for a long time.

"What do you mean by a saint?" Lu Quan's tone became a little solemn.

"If the crown prince cultivates to the quasi-saint and even obtains the last holy position, how can the demon clan not be able to regain its former glory." Zhun Ti said.

Lu Jian laughed: "It's okay for the quasi-saint, the holy position, the quasi-saint is not looking for me to be happy again." ”

Without Hongjun's nod, who can be holy. His father, emperor and mother didn't have such a mind, they were the closest people to this position at that time, but what did they get in the end. But one sentence, after all, it can't win the sky. He was ambitious, but he knew that he was not as good as his father, emperor and mother.

If he could, how could Nuwa Niangniang not help him, after all, his qualifications were too poor and his luck was not enough.

"Monks don't talk much. Although my Buddha Gate is a side door, there are 800 roads that are not weak and 3,000 avenues. There are 3,000 avenues, and there are so many people who walk, some people are suitable, and they will go through, but some people are not suitable, and they can't go no matter how they go. ”

"My Buddhism is different, and I have found another way, cultivating the golden body of the Dharma with merit, increasing my Taoism and increasing my luck. The prince can see that I am a Bodhisattva of the general trend in the West, a Medicine Master Bodhisattva, who used to be at the same level as the disciples of the Sect and the Sect of Interception, but now he is a quasi-saint. Zhun Ti said.

"Western Buddhism is not necessarily stronger than the Xuanmen Dao, but it is a shortcut, a shortcut to a stronger one."

"Prince, you have ambitions, you want to revive the demon clan, there are clansmen and spiritual treasures, as long as your cultivation can convince the public, how can you talk about big things."

"There are no rules and regulations in the West, let alone the constraints of master and apprentice, everyone participates in the Dharma and shares the Tao. The poor monk can promise that if the prince wants to return to the demon clan, he will go back at any time, and the poor monk will never stop him. ”

Zhun Ti said faintly, with a demagogic taste.

Although Lu Jian is tens of thousands of years old, in the Honghuang Dynasty, for the heirs of the Golden Crow and the Taiyin Goddess, he is still just a teenager. The heart has not yet been firmly established into the rock, and it is bewitched by the sage who holds the obsession in his heart, how can he resist it.

"No, I'm the prince of the demon clan and can't enter the Western Buddhism." Lu Quan's eyes were a little dazed.

Zhun Ti said: "The prince has entered the West, and he is still the prince of the demon clan, which no one can change."

"The prince is just learning the law in the West, not abandoning the demon clan."

"No, no, I can't betray Nuwa Niangniang." Lu Jian said.

"The prince is still the prince of the demon clan, he still respects Nuwa, and he can still contribute everything to the demon clan, how can he talk about betrayal. The prince just wanted the demon clan to go to the next level, so he went to the West to seek the law. Zhun Ti said.

"I'm for the demon clan?" Lu Jian whispered.

"Prince." Bai Ze and Shang Yang in the distance had been paying attention to this place, and when they saw that Lu Jian was in a trance, they couldn't help but be a little worried, and they hurriedly rushed over regardless of the prestige of the Zhun Ti Sage.

"Two elders, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Lu Jian said.

Zhun Ti stood with a smile, not at all unusual. If the methods of a saint are so easily seen through by you, how can you be called a saint?

"The two elders have offended a lot, please don't blame the saint." Lu Jian said.

"Amitabha, the prince is very polite, the two donors are a heart of love, how can the poor monk blame." Zhun Ti said.

Although Zhun Ti said this, Bai Ze and Shang Yang did not have the slightest gratitude, and their hearts were even more vigilant. Although they have been hiding in the flood for a long time, they still know some things more or less.

"Two elders, you should step aside first, I still have something to say with the Zhun Ti Sage." Lu Jian subconsciously didn't want them to know about this, he knew that they would never agree to this matter.

"Yes, Prince." Even though they were a little reluctant, Bai Ze and Shang Yang retreated.

"Amitabha, it seems that the prince has made up his mind in his heart." Zhun Ti said.

"Dharma, merit, is it useful?" Lu Jian said softly.

Zhun Ti said: "The West and the East are both floods, and there are many of the Four Saints and Quasi-Saints in the East. And the West is a saint, and the quasi-saint is only a few, and the prince thinks which one has a greater chance. ”

There are some things that are not clearly true, but they are real. For example, there are only a few holy seats, and the position of quasi-saint is also constant, and the fewer the positions, the more difficult it is to obtain.

"The West, Buddhism, quasi-saints, demon clans." Lu Quan's heart was in turmoil, and he was ready to move.

"Zhun Ti Sage, you don't enjoy your supreme purity in the Western Elysium, you come to the barren mountains and mountains to do something." A cold voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

This sound was like a glacier in the far north, without a trace of temperature, which made Lu Jian feel a thrill all over his body, and also made his brain temporarily sober, and the kind of impatient mind was suppressed.