Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

"The demon monkey has been causing chaos without reason and going against the will of heaven. Now, he is suppressed at the foot of Qilin Mountain."

After cutting Sun Wukong's Dharma image with a single sword, Ji Ren captured Sun Wukong with one hand, and then threw him with great force to the southern continent.

With a loud bang, a huge deep pit was created.

Then, Ji Ren conjured a mountain out of thin air in his hand and threw it down, pressing it heavily on Sun Wukong and suppressing him.

The immortals of Jiejiao watched all this happen with anger in their eyes enough to burn the sky and boil the sea, but they could do nothing about it.

In Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun saw this and smiled, saying through the air: "Are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"

Above the East China Sea, Master Tongtian showed dissatisfaction on his face and said angrily: "What are you so proud of? It's just a pair of golden dragon shears. Besides, he was able to break my disciple's golden body because of my Zhuxian sword art. What does it have to do with you? If your disciples learn my sword art, what's the point of you being the master?"

This was why he was angry just now.

His disciple did not learn his Zhuxian sword art, but Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple learned it and then defeated his disciple.

What kind of joke is this?

“A stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. My disciple cultivates my Yuqing Avenue, uses the Immortal Sword Art as the foundation, absorbs your Jiejiao Dao, and melts it into one. This is the real mysterious Avenue. Of course, you will not have such a disciple in the future.” Yuanshi Tianzun chuckled.

“You are so complacent just because you won a battle. You are still so useless. Just wait and see. After this battle, the Conferred God Ceremony will truly begin. How many people in your Chan sect will be able to survive this disaster?” Patriarch Tongtian said disdainfully.

“Okay, let’s wait and see who will be destroyed in this disaster. And it’s time to hand over the Golden Dragon Shears.” Yuanshi Tianzun chuckled.

Master Tongtian sneered disdainfully and waved his hand. In the heaven, the golden shears in Bixiao's arms flew out uncontrollably, and then transformed into two golden dragons in the void, connected head to tail, and pounced straight towards Ji Ren.

Upon seeing this, Bixiao immediately widened his eyes and showed an aggrieved expression, "My baby, he's gone!"

Ji Ren raised the corner of his mouth, turned the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand, and swung it hard. The terrifying chaotic evil spirit wreaked havoc, and a three-headed dragon shadow roared out, tearing the sky and earth apart, stirring up the universe. Seeing the golden dragon shears flying over, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth and ate a dragon on each head.

Suddenly, a violent force surged on the three-pointed, double-edged sword, causing the space in all directions to shatter.

On Mount Kunlun, Yuanshi Tianzun gently waved his broad palm, and the Pangu Banner behind him tore through the void and flew directly out, flying above Ji Ren's head. The shocking pressure was raging, and the two golden dragons transformed by the Golden Dragon Shears let out two mournful cries. The suspension turned into golden light points and dispersed, merging into the three-pointed, two-edged sword. Another domineering aura swept across the heavens.

Everyone was shocked. The killing power of the current three-pointed, double-edged sword was probably second only to a few innate treasures.

Ji Ren looked at the three-pointed, two-edged sword with a look of joy on his face. He gripped the sword tightly. The aura on his body resonated with the sword, becoming even more powerful and terrifying. The image of Yang Jian condensed behind him suddenly burst out with a brighter light.

The heaven and earth shook, and from the sky beyond the sky, a pillar of light fell directly on Ji Ren and enveloped Yang Jian's Dharma image.

When the powerful men from Jiejiao and Buddhism saw this scene, their expressions changed again. This time, including Yunxiao, their faces turned into shock.

This is the divine light of the avenue that brought the List of Gods.

Over the years, this great divine light has always fallen directly on those who have been deified and faced calamities, but why is it falling on Ji Ren now?

It's impossible for Ji Ren to condense Jiang Ziya's Dharma image.

"Junior brother!"

For the first time, Taoist Duobao panicked and looked in shock at Zhang Hui, who was condensing the image of Jiang Ziya.

You are definitely the Dharmakāya of Jiang Ziya.

Suddenly he became the focus of Jiejiao and was stared at by countless powerful men. Because of his Dharma appearance, Zhang Hui, who was still a half-immortal, couldn't help feeling tremendous pressure and was speechless.

I am the Dharmakāya of Jiang Ziya, and you were the ones who took me away directly at that time.

As for the rest, how should I know?

"Junior brother, try to absorb it." Taoist Duobao looked at Zhang Hui and said.

If the List of Gods falls into the hands of the Chan Sect, the outcome of this battle will be decided.

"Okay, Duobao, don't force me. To tell you the truth, the List of Conferred Gods is now in my Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain. In the battle in the Fire Cloud Realm that year, you thought you won. In fact, we don't care about those who are destined to be calamity without the List of Conferred Gods and the Divine Whip. In other words, my nephew Ji Ren has mastered the List of Conferred Gods and the Divine Whip, so he is the one who is destined to be calamity of the Conferred Gods!" Upon seeing this, the Immortal of the South Pole laughed and told the truth.

Now that the matter is done, there is no need to hide it.

The List of Gods and the Divine Whip are in our hands. This time, it’s just a matter of how you lose.

Hearing this, everyone's faces changed again, and the faces of the Jiejiao disciples looked uglier than ever before.

It turns out that all hopes are false.

All of this was the calculation of the Chan sect.

In this catastrophe, will the Chan school take the lead?

The Buddhist disciples breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, as the situation seemed to be better than expected. The only problem was that this person who was destined to have the calamity seemed to have deep ill will towards their Buddhist sect.

However, it doesn't matter. The Jie Religion is very powerful. If we want to wipe it out, we have to join forces with the Chan Religion and Buddhism.

Even if Ji Ren is the one who is destined to be calamity, he cannot influence the decision-making of the two religions.

While everyone was thinking, the eyes of Yang Jian's Dharma image on Ji Ren's body opened wide, and a terrifying purple light burst out from the third eye on his forehead. The colorful light around his body transformed again and evolved into nine colors.

At the same time, a dazzling and terrifying light also burst out from Ji Ren's body. Wisps of mysterious and obscure aura emanated from Ji Ren. Yang Jian's appearance became more and more majestic, as if endless, as if it could reach the ends of the sky and the sea.

"Daluo Jinxian!"

Seeing this scene, the gods in heaven were shocked again.

It doesn't make sense.

Over the years, there has never been any claim that the Great Dao Divine Light can enhance the strength of those who are facing calamity.

No, the people who were destined to be calamities throughout the years all condensed the Dharma image of Jiang Ziya, but this person who condensed the Dharma image of Yang Jian and became the person destined to be calamity is unprecedented.

A Golden Immortal who has only practiced for four hundred years?

When these words emerged in his mind, the smile on Maitreya Buddha's face immediately dimmed a little. Although between the two sects of Chan and Jie, they prefer Chan, the problem is that they don't want Ji Ren to enter Daluo.

The dominance of the South China Sea is still vivid in our memory.

Moreover, he found out later that Dipankara Buddha and several others were going to encircle and suppress Ji Ren. It was definitely not a good thing for Buddhism that Ji Ren had become so powerful.

But the problem now is that those who are deified to face disasters have a destiny, and even if their souls are scattered, they can be resurrected.

Unless you are stronger than Daozu Hongjun, it is impossible to kill Ji Ren.

As for the Buddha Dipamkara, needless to say, his face was terribly gloomy.

His Qiankun ruler is still in Ji Ren's hands and he has not taken it back yet.

Now that Ji Ren has entered the Daluo realm, even though he is not his opponent at the moment, no one can say how powerful he will be in the future.

It has been four hundred years since he entered the Daluo realm. Randang has never seen such a person.

From now on, the fortune of the Chan sect might all be on Ji Ren. Facing such a person, the Buddha Dipankara rarely felt a fatal threat.

He will not leave Lingshan within a thousand years. If you have the ability, come to Lingshan and kill him.

Needless to say, the Jiejiao group had uglier looks than each other.

Especially Ma Sui. The luck of Jiejiao has soared in recent years. As the strongest among the seven attendants, he successfully promoted to Daluo and became the fifth Daluo Jinxian of Jiejiao. He originally thought that he was strong enough to survive the catastrophe of Conferred Gods safely, but first Jade Ding Zhenren broke through to Daluo, and now even Ji Ren broke through to Daluo Jinxian. He was afraid that this catastrophe would be unprecedentedly dangerous and wanted to destroy it, but looking at the Pangu Banner above Ji Ren's head, how could he dare to act rashly?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ji Ren bathed in golden light, absorbed countless fortunes, and the image above his head became more and more heroic, shocking the world and making ghosts and gods weep.

The divine light was bright and lasted for three full days.

The seven-colored divine light of the Dharma image behind Ji Ren completely transformed into nine-colored divine light. In an instant, it illuminated the mountains, rivers, and earth, and shocked the heavens and the universe.

Ji Ren suddenly opened his eyes, and the purple divine thunder surged in the third eye on his forehead. He swept his gaze over the Buddhist sect and the Jiejiao sect with such majesty and power that even Ma Sui, the newly promoted Daluo, felt terrified and did not dare to look directly at them, let alone the other Golden Immortals.