Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

As soon as Zhang Jingshou appeared, he let out a loud roar that was so loud that it shook the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.

In fact, many people who have inherited the immortal Dharma have come out of the secret realm these days, but none of them has been as ostentatious as Zhang Jingshou.

Everyone had a subtle look on their face; some thought it was interesting, some thought it was funny, and some thought it was noisy. If it weren't for the special circumstances here, some immortals would even want to teach Zhang Jingshou a lesson to let him know the difference between the immortal world and the mortal world.

At this moment, a laugh suddenly came from the sky.

"Good disciple, you deserve to be my disciple!"

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up from the sky and was about to blow Zhang Jingshou away.

"Uncle!"

Ji Ren's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Yun Zhongzi anxiously.

This wind is not an ordinary wind, but the Nine Heavens Strong Wind, which can break the void and carry people away.

It can only be mastered by the Golden Immortal.

Of course, it was at least a Golden Immortal who took action.

Otherwise, how dare you snatch Yun Zhongzi's disciple?

"He is a Daluo Jinxian, I can't beat him." Yun Zhongzi said lightly.

"The Golden Immortal of Daluo?" Ji Ren's expression suddenly changed. Daluo took action?

Which one of the Jiejiao?

Before Ji Ren could figure it out, another loud shout came from the sky.

"Duobao, don't be so presumptuous and rob my disciples!"

Before he finished speaking, thunder shook all over the sky, purple thunder trembled, the void shattered, and a tall and sacred image of the Immortal Emperor condensed. Endless thunder flashed around his body, and wisps of extremely domineering lightning split the universe and illuminated the heavens.

Zhang Jingshou, who was swept away by the strong wind, was suddenly blocked by thunder and stopped in place, unable to move.

"What disciple of the Chan sect? Has he joined your Chan sect? Your Chan sect is still so shameless!"

Another disdainful and mocking voice rang out in the void.

The next moment, a Taoist wearing an Bagua Taoist robe and stepping on a red lotus slowly walked out of the void, with colorful divine light surging behind his head. The great Dao was perfect and flawless. The moment he appeared, the space trembled, as if it could not bear his power.

Jiejiao, the eldest disciple under the tutelage of Master Tongtian, Duobao Taoist.

"Lei Zhenzi's Dharma image originally belonged to our Chan Sect. When did you, Jie Sect, confuse right and wrong and lose your shame?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with a peach wood staff in his hand and a Taoist demeanor walked out slowly. Wherever he passed, the ground was filled with mist, rich fragrance, and red clouds. Although he was not as domineering as Taoist Duobao, he was not inferior in terms of the surging red clouds.

The Chan sect is the chief disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun and the Nan Ji Xian Weng.

"Heh. You have become the Longevity Emperor of the South Pole, condensed the Emperor's Dharma image, and also put on such an old Taoist appearance. Who are you showing it to? You say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs. Your Chan Sect is really hypocritical." Taoist Duobao sneered.

"I came here today to discuss matters related to the Chan sect, which is a private matter, so I naturally dress like a Taoist. How can I wear an imperial robe?" Nan Ji Xian Weng said calmly, and then added, "Also, Duo Bao, don't confuse right and wrong. What is your intention in forcibly seizing my Chan sect disciple?"

"What a joke! Condensing your Chan sect's Dharma image means you are a disciple of Chan sect? Fate is unpredictable. Condensing the Dharma image does not mean you have to live according to the Dharma image. Every cultivator is themselves, not a puppet of the Dharma image. He condensed the Dharma image of Lei Zhenzi, but so what? Can't he join my Jie sect?" Taoist Duobao sneered.

Normally speaking, cultivators who have condensed the Dharma images of the orthodox and unorthodox sects will join the orthodox and unorthodox sects respectively, but this is common sense.

According to common sense, Jiejiao is bound to lose, so why are they still fighting?

Therefore, things like this, where one condenses the Dharma of another teaching and directly kidnaps people, happen quite often in the Fire Cloud Realm.

After all, it can both enhance one's own strength and weaken the opponent's strength, killing two birds with one stone.

The difference is twice as much.

What’s more, this is not an ordinary Dharma image, it is Lei Zhenzi.

Not to mention that Lei Zhenzi is one of the only seven people among the three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect who have achieved sainthood in the flesh. If he condenses his Dharma image, the probability of successfully overcoming the tribulation will be greater, which can enhance the strength of the Jie Sect. Let's just say that Lei Zhenzi is the 100th son of King Wen and the younger brother of Emperor Ji Fa. According to the practice over the years, there will be a certain connection between the inheritors of these three Dharma images.

Through the inheritor of Lei Zhenzi's Dharma image, it is very likely to find the inheritor of Ji Fa's Dharma image.

This is important!

Its importance is second only to Jiang Ziya's Dharma image.

If one could master the Dharma images of King Zhou and King Wu at the same time, then in a sense, Jiejiao would be invincible.

You may not win, but you can definitely stay strong.

"Fate is predestined, this is destiny." said the Immortal of the South Pole.

"Bullshit. When I, Jie Sect, was in charge of the List of Gods, I didn't see you, Chen Sect, resign yourself to your fate and wait to be killed!" Taoist Duobao sneered disdainfully.

Destiny?

Destiny is in my hands, and destiny is the highest. If destiny is not in my hands, my destiny is in my own hands!

"When a great mission is bestowed upon one, one must go through thousands of tribulations and difficulties. The Jiejiao is in charge of the List of Gods for only a short time, and it is God who brings tribulations upon my Chenjiao. However, my Chenjiao is united and after going through hardships, we have been reborn and have reached a higher level!" said the Immortal of the South Pole.

The destiny is in my hands, and this is the blessing that I have received for spreading my teachings in accordance with the will of heaven and the people.

It was not the destiny, it was a test from God before my teaching flourished.

The right to interpret the way of heaven lies in my teaching!

"Bah. We are of one mind. You talk as if Ju Liusun is not from your Chan sect. We are of one mind. We are from the Jie sect. When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid." Taoist Duobao laughed as if he had heard a huge joke.

"When one side is in trouble, all sides come to its aid. Does that mean that the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal gave us the Six Soul Banner? Or that Shiji and Ma Yuan had a big fight over the Skull Mountain Cave? Or that Lu Yue claimed to be the number one in Jiejiao and was not convinced by you in every way, and in the last calamity, the Xuanyun Immortal suppressed you to death, making you, the eldest disciple, inferior to his junior brother? Speaking of which, were you very happy that the two of them were on the list of gods in the last calamity?" The Immortal of the South Pole retorted.

Xuanyunxian is the Jiejiao immortal who condensed the Dharma images of Wuyunxian and Zhao Gongming at the same time during the last calamity.

He truly possesses extraordinary powers and can be called the number one person in Jiejiao.

"Have you said what you are thinking? When Ran Deng was the deputy leader, you could only be second. There was also Guang Chengzi outside. You, the eldest disciple, were only in name only. Now that Ran Deng has defected, you are truly in control of the Chan sect. I think you must be so excited that you forget yourself! Judging others by yourself is indeed a despicable act of the Chan sect." Duobao Taoist said without showing any weakness.

The two sects' senior disciples were above the sky, making sarcastic comments.

It’s really hard for the immortals nearby. Can they listen to these words?

No, except Zhang Jingshou.

Because he enjoys listening to gossip!

It turns out that there are so many dirty things between the orthodox and unorthodox sects.

Keep talking, I'm listening!

This is much more interesting than listening to stories in the mortal world.

Master Huanglong is unreliable. He doesn't even talk about these things.

"Two senior brothers, please don't argue with outsiders in front of you."

Just when Duobao Taoist and Nan Ji Xian Weng were arguing endlessly, Yun Zhongzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he revealed his true appearance and flew into the clouds.

"Junior brother, what you said is not about me arguing with him, but about Duobao stealing your destined disciple." The Immortal of the South Pole said angrily.

"I appreciate your kindness, senior brother. But whether it is the orthodox or unorthodox sect is not something that can be argued about between the two senior brothers. It depends on the choice of this young friend." Yun Zhongzi said.

"That's right." Seeing Yun Zhongzi speaking, Nan Ji Xian Weng looked at Duo Bao Dao Ren and said, "Duo Bao, what do you think?"

"Okay, that's how it should be. Let this young man choose for himself!" said Taoist Duobao.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal of the South Pole and the Taoist Duobao turned their eyes to Zhang Jingshou at the same time.

If it were someone else, they would just grab it.

But the problem is that neither of them is sure of winning.

In that case, why not sit down and have a good chat.

Let Zhang Jingshou choose.

Feeling the gazes of the two Daluo Jinxians, Zhang Jingshou's face showed a trace of loss.

This lets me choose?

You guys continue arguing, and then you start fighting.

Each of them displayed their magical powers, and the fight was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon dimmed. In the end, the winner got the reward, and that was me.

Isn't this the normal development of the plot of a story?

I won’t fight you anymore.

If you stop fighting, what should I watch?

It's boring, it's really boring.