Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

In the distant western realm, on the top of the towering Mount Sumeru, the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti sit on golden lotus.

The golden lotus emits a faint golden light, blending into the misty fairyland.

"Junior brother, the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty have skyrocketed, and I can't figure out who is responsible."

The Guide Saint spoke softly, looking towards the east through the clouds.

"Brother, no matter who did it, it has no impact on our West. We just need to plan how to lead the destiny of the human race to the West."

The Cundi Saint responded with a smile, his voice gentle and profound.

"Junior brother, what you said makes sense. I wonder what you think about planning the destiny of the human race?"

The Saint Zhunti said gently:

"Brother, if the human dynasty is in chaos and the destiny of the human race is scattered, we in the West will introduce outstanding people from the East. In this way, we can bring the destiny of the human race to the West."

"Yes, sure. What are you going to do, brother?"

It doesn’t require any brainpower to guide people, but the brainpower of the West still has to be looked up to Zhunti.

"Brother, I see that Yuan Futong, a lord of the North Sea, is no ordinary person. He has long been plotting rebellion. Wouldn't it be great if we start with him?"

"Junior brother, Yuan Futong is just a small prince. How can he be compared with the Shang Dynasty? Moreover, the Shang Dynasty was at its peak of national strength, and many of the Jiejiao disciples were officials in Shang. How could they have the ability to rebel?" Jie Yin asked doubtfully.

Saint Zhunti said with a smile:

"Brother, if we have the support of the West behind us, how can we prevent Yuan Futong from rebelling? Besides, the Jiejiao disciples serving as officials in Shang are all weak, so there is no need to worry!"

The Saint Jie Yin also thought of the officials of the Shang Dynasty, whose strength was indeed average, and said:

"It is indeed as you said. I wonder who you are sending to Beihai to lobby?"

Zhunti heard this, pondered for a while, and came to a conclusion, and said calmly:

"Brother, my disciple, the Pharmacist, is a middle-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal. He is intelligent and has great fortune. He can go to the North Sea to help Yuan Futong!"

A smile appeared on the sad face of the Saint Jie Yin, and he said:

"Pharmacist's wisdom and strategy are both top-notch, this is feasible!"

"Okay! I'll call the pharmacist over right away and give him some instructions!"

After he finished speaking, the Saint Zhunti used a spell and shot it towards a certain place.

After receiving the call from the Bodhisattva Cundi, the Medicine Master hurried to the top of Mount Sumeru.

After a while, Medicine Master came to Jie Yin and Zhunti, put his hands together, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully:

"Greetings to Master and Uncle, Master and Uncle, Holy Greetings!"

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at the Medicine Master in front of them and nodded with satisfaction. There were too few disciples in the Western Religion, only two or three big and small cats, and each of them was a key focus of care.

"Get up! Sit down!"

After Zhunti finished speaking, he waved his hand, took out a cushion and placed it in front of the Medicine Master.

The pharmacist bowed again in gratitude and said respectfully:

"Thank you Master!"

"I called you here today because there is something important that I need you to do."

Upon hearing this, the pharmacist quickly said:

"Master, please give me your instructions. I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"Okay, disciple, you will go to the North Sea immediately and persuade Yuan Futong, a lord of the North Sea, to raise an army against the Shang Dynasty and seek fortune for our Western Regions!"

"When he rebels against the Shang Dynasty, you can help him and resist the troops sent by the Shang Dynasty to quell the rebellion!"

After hearing what Zhunti said, Medicine Master said respectfully:

"I will follow Master's orders and do my best to complete the task assigned by Master!"

The Saint Zhunti nodded with satisfaction, flipped his palm, took out a Bodhi seed, handed it to the pharmacist, and said:

"This Bodhi seed is given to you by your master to help you practice!"

Medicine Master looked at the Bodhi seed in front of him and was overjoyed. He stood up and bowed to the Saint Zhunti, saying gratefully:

"Thank you Master for the treasure!"

"Okay, you should head to the North Sea now. The mission is arduous, so be careful!"

"Yes, Master!"

After saying this, the pharmacist turned into a stream of light and fled towards the coast of the North Sea.

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at the direction where Medicine Master disappeared and fell into deep thought, with deep thoughts in their eyes.

"In this catastrophe, the Western world must have a share of the spoils!"

……

At this time, Luo Shu was riding Xiaobai towards Jin'ao Island.

After leaving Chaoge City, Yuan Hong and others were sent into the Thousand Illusions Tower by Luo Shu.

"Xiaobai, do you think I need to find a place to serve as a training ground? I can't always practice in Master's training ground!" Luo Shu asked.

Xiao Bai was stunned for a while after hearing this. After reacting, he said:

"Master, you really need a dojo so that you can have a good reputation. Besides, you can't just accept a disciple and send him to the Thousand Illusions Tower!"

"Xiaobai, you are right."

Luo Shu nodded slightly, a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:

"I really need a place of my own so that I can better practice and teach my disciples."

"Always relying on Master's temple is not a long-term solution."

Xiao Bai continued:

"Master, the dojo is not only a place for training, but also a symbol of your identity and status. Moreover, with a dojo, you can better demonstrate your strength and majesty!"

“Dojo…!”

Luo Shu whispered to himself, these two words echoing in his heart, seeming to carry some kind of magic that he could not resist.

He knows very well that as a practitioner, owning his own dojo is not only a symbol of strength, but also a manifestation of his commitment and pursuit of the path of practice.

"Xiaobai, what do you think a Taoist temple should look like?" Luo Shu suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Xiaobai blinked and thought seriously.

"A dojo should be a place full of spiritual energy, with mountains, water, spiritual flowers and herbs, and all kinds of spiritual beasts."

Xiaobai's words were filled with joy, and he continued:

"Of course, the most important thing is that the dojo must have a powerful master who can lead the disciples to practice together and pursue a higher realm."

After Luo Shu heard this, his heart moved. He seemed to see the appearance of the dojo in his mind:

There are lush forests, clear streams, and all kinds of rare magical herbs and animals.

He himself stood at the highest point of the dojo, overlooking the entire island, leading his disciples to climb to the peak of practice.

"Okay, Xiaobai, let's go first. After we get back to Jin'ao Island and finish our business, we'll go find a dojo!"

"Okay, master."

Xiaobai responded obediently, then turned into a white light and floated lightly into the distance.

Luo Shu smiled slightly and looked ahead with deep eyes.

……

A few days later.

Luoshu and Xiaobai finally stepped onto the shore of Jinao Island. The gentle sea breeze blew away their fatigue along the way.

The unique spiritual energy of Jin'ao Island made both of them feel refreshed, and their eyes were shining with anticipation.

"Xiaobai, we are finally back."

Luo Shu looked at the familiar island and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Yes, Master, Jin'ao Island is still as beautiful as ever!"

Xiaobai said excitedly.

Luo Shu smiled and nodded, saying:

"Xiaobai, go pay your respects to Master first! I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a lot!"

"Yes, Master!"

After he finished speaking, Luo Shu and Xiao Bai turned into a stream of light and flew towards the temple of the Golden Spirit Mother.