Chapter 1158 The Clown Jiang Taichu, Wait for Death

Jinpeng Temple is undoubtedly the oldest and most powerful orthodoxy and force in the Western Territory!

Compared with this, the Immortality Sect is like a weak young man facing a strong man in an iron tower. They are not a unified general at all.

The Tathagata of Jinpeng Temple has always attached great importance to the Uncensored Festival, and even Ming Ruyi did not dare not go there before.

If you don't go, you won't give Jinpeng Temple any face. And now that Jiang Tian's foundation is unstable, how can he withstand the power of Jinpeng Temple? It will cause endless harm!

"Uncovered Conference?" Jiang Tian was surprised.

"It is also called the Wuzhe Festival. It is a common festival of the Western Buddhist Sect headed by Jinpeng Temple. It is held every five years at Jinpeng Temple!"

Mou Hongdie explained at the side, and Jiang Tiancai understood.

This is the five-year alms-giving conference organized by Jinpeng Temple in Leiyin Mountain. Uncovered means a conference where sages, Taoists, Taoists, nobles and inferiors can all donate money and Dharma equally!

At the conference, Jinpeng Temple spent all its treasury to benefit many cultivating sects. The eminent monks wore dharma robes and held a purification conference. Plain beds and pottery vessels were used in small carts. The Tathagata personally ascended the throne to recite Nirvana sutras for everyone, and the abbot held a Taoist and secular fast. Millions of people!

But the Wu Zhi Conference, in addition to giving alms, will also punish rape and eradicate evil, suppress powerful people, and practice the concept of equality for all living beings.

Western soil, believe in Buddhism.

Among the top orthodoxy of the four major realms in the world, be it Tingyulou or Zoroastrian Sect, including the Hehuan Sect, any new leader who comes to power must be canonized by the Tathagata. In a broad sense, every leader is a disciple of the Tathagata.

Those medium-sized Taoist traditions also need permission from Jinpeng Temple to change their leader, but they usually have one or two eminent monks representing them.

Otherwise, the name is not justified!

Even in the teachings of the Immortality Sect, many concepts of the afterlife have the shadow of Buddhism!

Although Mou Hongdie has followed Jiang Tian for a period of time, experienced many ups and downs, and matured a lot, she is still quite wary of Jinpeng Temple. In her words, she also hopes that Jiang Tian will participate in the Wuzha Festival first, and then hold the leader's ascension ceremony.

Jiang Tian sneered and said:

"I don't believe this. I won't go. No matter what Tathagata I see or what I receive, there is nothing more important than me going home to see my wife!"

The Supreme Elder had a white beard, his face was ugly, and he was extremely worried, but he did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.

When Jiang Tian left the Changsheng Sect and rushed to Maolin City.

"The ceremony for the leader's ascension to the throne is a ceremony for the entire Immortality Religion, the four northern kingdoms and hundreds of cities, to celebrate the new leader's victory and ascension to the throne. Friends from all over the world are called together to announce the grand ceremony of the four directions. When the leader ascended to the throne in the early days, he invited heroes from all over the world to announce to the world and spread his message to the world. The power of the new leader!"

The city lord Mou Bohu greeted him from a distance, his face full of joy.

"I have seen the True Immortal Taichu!"

"The leader of Taichu, saves the people! He is the great savior of our ancient Yanhuang tribe!"

Everywhere in the city, hundreds of thousands of Yanhuang people, with tears in their eyes, worshiped with great piety, and their prayers soared into the sky, as if they were seeing gods.

"The Yanhuang tribe has a dragon!"

"We Yanhuang people can finally stand up!"

Mou Bohu was surrounded by several old men from the Yanhuang tribe, who were all trembling with excitement and bursting into tears.

In Maolin City, in front of the City Hall Square, there is a tall bronze statue.

This bronze statue is a hundred feet tall and can be seen throughout the city. It is wearing a Taoist robe, holding a sword in one hand and a scroll in the other. It is handsome and elegant, with a majestic gaze.

"The heart of the piano is bold and heroic, and the heart of a daughter is poetic and picturesque!"

On the base, there is a couplet.

"Master, this is your bronze statue! It's so handsome. Ouch, is the one next to me mine? It's just a bit fierce!"

Tang Linglong covered her mouth and exclaimed, her face flushed with excitement.

After all, she was very young and had not experienced that much. This was the first time she had experienced being made into a bronze statue.

That is indeed the bronze statue of Tang Linglong.

The hunter in long clothes is dozens of meters tall. Twenty-four flaming flying swords are inserted into three opponents. They should be Lauder, Beast Python and Feng Ao, but they are all very ugly.

In addition, there are bronze statues of the double-sword Wu Yaoniang who is slightly smaller than Tang Linglong, Ye Keren holding the sword, and Li Wuji.

It's just that Li Wuji is holding a fly whisk. He doesn't fight or kill. He has no heroic spirit, just like a soy sauce hunter.

Li Wuji looked at him with a stern look on his face.

Maolin City has now become the gathering place for the entire Yanhuang tribe.

It turned out that they were trampled on like pigs and dogs, hunted down, and almost exterminated. They were not even qualified to be blood food, but were even more despicable "Yellow Valley".

Now, at least in Maolin City and all the cities in the northern border countries, not only no one dares to underestimate and bully them, but they are also required to be polite.

Three hundred thousand people of the Yanhuang tribe spontaneously cast bronze statues of their masters and disciples, working tirelessly for dozens of days and nights, to express their gratitude for their kindness and commemorate their heroic deeds!

"Oh, the leader of the great sect. He has such strength, no wonder he looked down on my aunt in the first place!"

Among the crowd, Fan Xiuzhu looked at Jiang Tian with envy and admiration.

Although Jiang Tian only had foundation-building cultivation, he had real Golden Elixir Dzogchen combat power. He showed his prestige in a bloody ceremony, killed Ming Ruyi, and became the leader of the Immortality Sect.

Speaking of which, top-ranked orthodox traditions such as the Immortality Sect and second- and third-tier orthodox traditions such as the Beast Control Sect and Sword Palace are also very important.

Now, let's talk about Maolin City, and even the entire northern border, are celebrating Jiang Tian. Jiang Tian doesn't need to do anything. He just needs to sit there and let everyone worship him. Everyone must regard him as the supreme!

"I didn't expect that he would become the leader of the Immortal Cult!"

Mou Bilian, Luo Qi and other famous ladies in Maolin City were all excited. They became the backbone of organizing this grand ceremony and were very busy.

Although they are unable to make friends with Jiang Tian now, as long as they can serve Jiang Tian, ​​it will be an honor for them.

The ceremony will begin soon.

More and more people are coming, and this time, it is many times more grand than the Luomei Fairy’s lecture ceremony.

In Maolin City, there is a sea of ​​people and millions of powerful people gathered together. In the sky, flying magic weapons such as cloud towers and flying boats cover the sky and the sun. Countless rays of light are like rainbows penetrating the sun, criss-crossing in the sky.

There are more than a dozen main streets that are more than twenty miles long leading from the square to all directions, filled with banquets, fine wines, delicacies, and jade liquor.

Foundation-building monks, who are rarely seen on ordinary days, were countless on this day. They were as strong as rain, and their crowns were like clouds. There were even a lot of golden elixir masters.

"Prince Mu Yang of Tianlang Kingdom, on behalf of his father, the emperor and his mother, would like to congratulate the leader of Taichu!"

"The King of Bingji Kingdom, Xuan Bing, and his prince Jihan, wish the leader of Taichu to improve his magic power and live as long as the heavens!"

"The Lord of Windblade City in Yunlan Kingdom congratulates the leader of Taichu, and wishes the leader of Taichu to achieve greater glory and achieve immortal orthodoxy!!"

"Prince Moyang and Princess Yujiao come to congratulate you!"

"The master of the Beast Control Sect is here to congratulate and request to meet the leader of Taichu!"

Not only many city lords, sect leaders, and dignitaries from the Immortal Cultivation Family of the Yunlan Kingdom came, but also hundreds of giant cities, sects, and even royal families from almost the four major northern countries came to congratulate him.

"So many people!"

Luo Qi was shocked and murmured:

"Prince Jihan is here. He is my idol. Unexpectedly, he was quite polite to me when I received him! He even smiled at me!"

"Hmph, the strength of Taichu Cult Master Jindan Dzogchen is comparable to that of the giants of the world! Moreover, he is amazingly talented and only thirty years old. From now on, he will definitely dominate the Northern Territory for hundreds of years and even surpass the other four great sects. The leader of the church!"

Mou Bilian said proudly:

"The Taichu Cult Leader rose from our Maolin City, and Maolin City has now become a gathering place for the Yanhuang people. Prince Jihan should have found out that you and I are acquainted with the Taichu Cult Leader. How dare he neglect it?"

But deep down, I still feel a little disappointed.

For example, my sister has now become the direct disciple of the leader of Taichu, and her status is even more terrifying. When Princess Yujiao sees her, she must bow respectfully and not dare to neglect her.

This time, strong people gathered together, and it was really eye-opening for everyone.

Especially the Yunlan Kingdom, the Beast Controlling Sect, Prince Jihan, etc., who originally had enmity with Jiang Tian, ​​are now trembling with fear, with earth-colored faces, for fear that Jiang Tian will clean them out, and find Mou Bohu to express their loyalty again and again.

When the majestic horn sounds, beat the drum three times.

In the silence and solemnity of the entire audience, Jiang Tiancai flew to the high platform built on the square and accepted everyone's worship and congratulations.

At this time, Jiang Tian had black hair, black eyes, and a white robe. His face was as handsome as a god descending to earth.

Accompanying him were two pretty girls, none other than Tang Linglong and Mou Hongdie, the disciple Jiang Tian had just accepted.

"At only thirty years old, you can possess the strength of the golden elixir and aspire to be the leader of the Immortal Cult. With such a brilliant talent, hundreds of years later, you may not be able to step into the form of a god, become a powerful person, and transcend this world!"

Xuan Bing, the king of Bingji Kingdom, was shocked in his heart and his face was full of admiration and fascination.

He originally thought that his son, Prince Ji Han, was a genius and extremely beautiful, but now when compared with Jiang Tian, ​​he felt that he was not even worthy of carrying Jiang Tian's shoes.

"Speaking of the great power of transforming gods, even the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord can't reach the blue sky!"

Mu Yang, the crown prince of Tianlang Kingdom, shook his head and sighed:

"In our Western world, no Nascent Soul has appeared in thousands of years! It is said that the Lotus Heart Tathagata three thousand years ago, with his unparalleled talents and boundless Dharma, condensed the sixth-grade golden elixir relics and successfully conferred a baby, but... in the end... At the age of 900, he passed away while sitting down!"

Everyone nodded, their eyes complicated.

If the golden elixir is condensed, it can reach a thousand years of life under ideal conditions.

But Nascent Soul is different.

He is said to have the same longevity as the heavens, he is immortal, and he has the ability to control the heaven and the earth, so he is called the King of Heaven!

Many golden elixir immortals who have died in the past concluded that in the Western World, limited by the thin spiritual energy, forming a baby is the pinnacle, and reaching the Nascent Soul is simply impossible!

But Jiang Tian is expected to step into Nascent Soul!

Just, in the crowd.

Looking at Jiang Tian sitting high on the stage, accepting the worship of all the people.

Although Prince Mo Yang's face looked respectful and solemn, there was a hint of coldness and contempt deep in his eyes.

"Jiang Taichu, Jiang Taichu, the Buddha-nature Buddha is about to attack you, how long can you be proud of it?"

"In front of Buddha-natured disciples, in front of an army of millions of monks, you Jiang Taichu are just an ant-like existence, a clown, wait for your death!"

He sneered in his heart, as if Jiang Tian was already dead.

"The acting skills of Mu Yang, the crown prince of Tianlang Kingdom, are quite good!"

They came to congratulate in person this time just to paralyze Jiang Tian.

In fact, the Tianlang Kingdom surrendered without a fight. Like the Yunlan Kingdom, they turned against each other and gathered an army of 100,000 monks to push towards Maolin City.

As for Prince Moyang, in addition to paralyzing Jiang Tian, ​​he also brought along Fozi's senior brother and three golden elixirs from Qishi Mansion as hidden agents.

They just waited for the war to break out and captured Tang Linglong, Mou Hongdie and other people around Jiang Tian as threats.

At that time, Jiang Tian had no choice but to kneel down and admit defeat, becoming a prisoner.