Journey to the West: Hou Tu's First Disciple! Monkey starts making trouble in the underworld

"Since you have received the instructions of the two masters, then go slowly and don't bother you."

Erlang Shen's expression was relaxed. Even though he had three vertical pupils, he could tell the truth about the false, but with his strength, he could not see the true nature of the two people. identity.

Besides, the scholar in Qing's clothes holds the word "南" in the Western Mahayana Sutra, even Erlang Shen is confused in his heart. Chapter 140 Erlang Zhenjun, splitting the mountain to save his mother! After seeing this saint magic, he could only make a default decision.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Taoist nun Qingchen smiled slightly, and after thanking him, she wanted to move her lotus steps lightly, but unexpectedly, the scholar in Qingyi behind him suddenly spoke, "True Lord Erlang, although you and I met by chance, today's side means you I am destined to be two of you."

"My Buddhism has always emphasized the nature of fate, the wonderful supernatural powers of heaven, the Vajra face under the Bodhi seat, and the forty-two magical powers of the way."

"You and I have a deep relationship with Buddha today. I wonder if I can calculate a fortune for the True Lord?"

The words that the Emperor of Fengdu said were all taken with ease about the Buddhist Mahayana sutras and the Taoist wonderful teachings, which shocked the Virgin Mother Wudang.

"Fengdu is very knowledgeable and mixed. I didn't expect that even the Buddhist law can tell you one or two, but..."

"Can he tell fortunes?"

The Virgin Wudang narrowed his beautiful eyes and observed the expression of the Fengdu Emperor beside him with imperceptible slightest expression, but saw that the other party looked calm and calm, as if he was confident.

It should be noted that fortune-telling is the Buddhist lineage of the word "正", and of course, the Taoist lineage also has wonderful methods of the art and its magical powers.

But one of the techniques is ultimately about glimpsing the will of heaven and knowing the power of the future.

Those who are not strong enough can only see the shortcoming of one or two things, and are even worse than those of powerful saints and other outstanding prophets.

But the co-lord of the underworld of the Emperor of Fengdu was in theory, which was practicing the magical powers of the Witch Clan. He should know nothing about the magical powers of the magical sect, but now he actually asked for this person. It is really incredible that Erlang Zhenjun calculated a divination.

This made the Virgin Mary wonder in her heart.

"Fellow Taoist still knows the word "Shu"?"

"Haha, I have long heard that the Western divination powers can understand the past and future, and the world. Today, when fellow Taoists say this, I am really interested."

"Since fellow Taoist says you and I have a fate, please make a fortune for this God."

Yang Jian was interested in preaching according to the fate method of scholar Qingyi. For him, these magical Western techniques should not be underestimated. Today, he took this opportunity to try the strength of the disciples under the seat of the Western saint. .

"Amitabha."

The Emperor of Fengdu held the word "南" in one hand and said Buddhism. He looked like a monk who debuted in the West, which made the Virgin Wudang, who was blinding, almost laughed.

Wow!

The Buddha's light shines, and the magic is ups and downs, as if thousands of colorful lights are revealed.

The true scriptures emerged, and the grand golden light was extremely dazzling.

Erlang Shen had a sharp look and carefully looked at the Buddhist and Taoist rhymes.

"The True Lord is a disciple of the Zhenren under the throne of the Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain. During the great catastrophe of the gods, he helped Jiang Ziya participate in the Shang and Zhou war. His magical powers and magic shocked Zhou Shang. Finally, his body ascended, received the imperial edict of the Gods List, and was in charge of the justice of the Heavenly Court. God Lord.”

The golden light flashed in the eyes of the Emperor of Fengdu, saying word by word.

He told Erlang Shen all the previous experiences.

"It's true."

Erlang Shen nodded, but his heart suddenly lost interest.

These old things in the great catastrophe of God are nothing, but we all know that this scholar in Qing's clothes is inevitably perfunctory to himself if he says this.

"but……"

Suddenly, the scholar in Qingyi's body had a hot look, which made Erlang Shen stunned. He heard the other party whisper: "But this also has something to do with the True Lord's life experience!"

Erlang Shen's majestic eyes instantly shone with cold light, staring at the scholar in blue in front of him.

Suddenly, a sound transmission sounded faintly in his mind.

"After counting, the True Lord is the body of a demigod, that is to say... you are the blood of humans and gods!"

"What?!"

When Erlang Shen heard this, he was shocked and his face became a little solemn at this moment.

His identity is secret in the heavenly court, and only a few people know it. Unexpectedly, the scholar in Qing's clothes in front of him could even calculate this!

"Good magic!"

Erlang Shen praised in his heart that even his secret secret can be figured out, it seems that this scholar in green is definitely not simple!

You know, he is deeply involved with Haotian, and the obscureness is even less known. Except for those saints who are familiar with the world, basicallyNo one will know.

But at this moment, the scholar in Qingyi was able to calculate this point, so how terrifying is his strength!

However, Erlang Shen still believed more in his heart that compared to the calculation of the secret technique of the art, the other party must have known his secret in his heart.

But he would not be able to confirm this speculation. What if the other party really has the strength to calculate this secret?

"Since he has such supernatural powers, why not let him try to figure out when I can save my mother?!"

Yang Jian's mother was Haotian's sister back then. Because she had an affair with the mortal Yang Tianyou in the lower realm, she was suppressed in Taoshan by Haotian in anger. Yang Jian followed Yu Ding Zhenren to learn magic, and later participated in the Great Calamity of the Gods. It's all closely related to this matter.

But even if he is now ranked as the God of Justice in Heaven, he is known as the number one general of the younger generation of Heaven!

But facing the Jade Emperor Haotian, he still does not have enough strength.

I could only endure it secretly in my heart and find the opportunity to save my mother.

However, he and Haotian also reached a private agreement that as long as he can complete ten thousand merits and fortunes, Haotian will release his sister who was suppressed under Taoshan.

Now Yang Jian has completed 9,999 merits and fortunes, and only the last one is left.

However, he had no idea.

After all, his mother is of great importance. As a judicial god, he understands the strictness of the rules and regulations of the day.

Therefore, he still had some doubts about whether Haotian could fulfill his promise to him, so he asked the scholar in Qing's clothes to calculate a fortune for him.

Yang Jian's words were a technique of sound transmission. The Emperor of Fengdu suddenly realized that it was impossible to split the mountain and save his mother.

No matter what, Haotian cannot break the precepts of heaven, let alone his own sister. If he really releases his sister, wouldn’t that mean that the precepts of heaven are like children’s play?

Haotian himself cannot abide by it, so how can he let all the immortals and gods obey it?

The Emperor of Fengdu understood this very well. He wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, he still held the word "南" and pretended to do it and did a fortune.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little expectant as he watched the other party use his magical powers.

Suddenly, the divine light suddenly dimmed, and then I saw the other party shook his head helplessly.

"It's a long way to go, it's a long way to go. It's a difficult time for the True Lord..."

Yang Jian was majestic, with a dull expression and a cold expression. His supreme Taoist rhyme burst out from his divine eyes, which was obviously angry.

"It seems that fellow Taoist art still needs to be improved!"