Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 861: Immortality

"God Lord?"

Some of the heavenly soldiers and generals who still retained their rationality wanted to step forward to stop them.

But their bodies of iron and steel were also affected the moment they came into contact with the shadow.

The texture of blood and flesh immediately appeared on the surface of the metal, revealing certain lines inside the metal body.

As tiny lightning and fire appeared on the gold and iron, these heavenly soldiers and generals turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a little spiritual light that gathered around Lord Longen, and was sucked into his body along with the twisting shadows around him.

At the same time, some arrangements in the bodies of the other heavenly soldiers and generals were also activated at the first opportunity. The layers of light circles that were originally bestowed on Lord Long En began to shrink inward, and the net of heaven and earth began to bind him.

"Master, what happened to Lord Long En?"

The traveler Hui'an asked the Bodhisattva beside him.

The light of wisdom flashed in the Bodhisattva's eyes. The next moment, his eyes were closed tightly and golden blood flowed out from between his eyes.

The traveler Hui'an hurried forward, but was grabbed by the wrist by the Bodhisattva.

The golden blood fell under the cloud light and immediately devoured the cloud light, giving rise to a twisted body like a long snake.

The golden blood at the top turned into golden leaves, blooming layer by layer, like a blooming golden lotus.

But what is hard to accept is that the lotus pod is actually a hollow space, and the inner wall of the cylinder is covered with fine serrations.

"What kind of demonic...thing is this?"

The traveler Hui'an stopped saying the word "demon" when he recalled that its source was the blood and tears of the Bodhisattva, and instead used the words "thing" to describe it.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva opened her eyes again, with the wisdom still in them. She swung the willow branch in her hand, and nectar fell. The creature derived from the golden blood immediately shed its long snake body that was nurtured by absorbing the cloud light. The misty air filled the void and turned into a golden lotus floating in front of the Bodhisattva's eyes.

"The flesh and blood have been alienated, and the principles have been distorted... Amitabha... Lord Long En has fallen into the devil's way again."

"Falling into the devil's way again? What kind of devil's way can transform into a god in heaven and hurt you, Master, through the energy?"

An expression of disbelief appeared in Hui'an Xingzhe's eyes.

Seeing his disciple's confusion, Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed and said, "This demon is not an ordinary demon, but a kind of calamity running between heaven and earth. It is also a problem that immortals and Buddhas like us must face after we enjoy immortality. It can be called the calamity of immortality, just like the three disasters of wind, fire, and thunder that you have experienced before."

"The difference is that the three disasters can be avoided, but this disaster can only be endured."

"The consequences could be, at the very least, physical transformation, just like this golden lotus formed from the transformed blood in my eyes."

"In serious cases, the five yins become disordered, the consciousness sinks, and ignorance entangles, and one falls into the devil's way, like Lord Long En."

The traveler Hui An asked, "Is there any way to save him?"

Before the Bodhisattva could speak, the suppressed Lord Long En broke through the net of heaven and earth, and murderous aura rose into the sky. Amidst the thunder and fire, many bone spurs appeared on Lord Long En's wings, and a large amount of semi-condensed viscous liquid similar to tentacles flowed out.

Waving left and right, many heavenly soldiers and generals were wrapped in the mucus, rolled inward, their bodies shattered, exposing the essence of their souls. As the liquid squirmed, they turned into thousands of spiritual auras and were swallowed by the god.

With the replenishment of spiritual energy, the God's cracked head began to recover, wrapping the arm in it again, and the wings behind him also returned to normal, even with a little metallic luster.

The traveler was horrified and looked at the Bodhisattva and asked, "Is this the solution?"

"Amitabha! Good! Good!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, sighed twice, looked at Hui'an Xingzhe and said: "Once you fall into the devil's way, there is basically no possibility of returning, Mu Cha..."

The traveler was stunned for a moment when the Bodhisattva suddenly called him by his secular name, and then he said respectfully, "Please give me your instructions, Master."

"If I unfortunately fall into the devil's way in the future, you must not use this method to save me, but help me to be free." When the Bodhisattva said this, Hui An Xingzhe was shocked and hurriedly asked: "Why do you say this, Bodhisattva? Isn't there an ancient god who has returned? Why can't you be like him?"

"Is a returned ancient god still an ancient god? You know, that naughty monkey can also be considered a returned ancient god. Do you think he has any signs of being a god? Never mind, it's useless to tell you about those distant things. You just need to remember that if I lose control, I will kill you."

As he spoke, Guanyin Bodhisattva waved the willow branch in his hand to one side very naturally.

The willow branches bent and meandered like a dragon, and the willow leaves stretched out, rolling up clear light and quickly covering the void.

"As expected of you, you are the Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. You can really see everything and you can find it."

A golden ruyi inlaid with jade poked out from the void and gently tapped on the willow branches.

Guanyin turned her wrist, and the willow branches danced. Thousands of phantoms emerged, covering each other layer by layer, as if a willow tree appeared out of thin air. The willow branches danced with the wind, performing a mysterious formation, trying to trap Ruyi.

But facing the Ruyi, no matter how the willow branch changed, it was of no avail. It disappeared into thin air at the slightest contact. Even the willow branch in Guanyin's hand broke at the moment of touch.

He quickly withdrew his hand and inserted the willow branch back into the vase. A green light flowed, and the broken willow branch gradually recovered, but it broke again at the moment of repair.

When the monk Hui'an saw this, he was shocked and tightly grasped the iron stick to block the Bodhisattva.

"Knowing you can't win, you still want to protect us. Guanyin, you have a good disciple."

Chu Tai summoned fog to obscure his own form and breath, and appeared in front of the two in the form of a shadow.

"Are you the resurrected ancient god?"

There was a restrained light of wisdom in Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes, and the ten thousand-character Buddhist seal slowly turned, but he could not see through the thin layer of mist.

Sensing that the power of [Yun Zhongjun] was shaken, Chu Tai chuckled.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't see through this thing."

"And how dare you assert my identity? Why must I be an ancient god? Can't I be an ancient Buddha, or like that abandoned monkey, an unrecognized ancient Buddha?"

As Chu Tai's voice sounded, the power of the Three Worlds Buddha Fruit System was guided out a little bit and turned into a golden lotus floating in the air.

Hui An Xingzhe's face suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "How is this possible!"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva also had a very ugly expression on her face. Compared to the traveler Hui'an, she could better feel the pure Buddhist truth in the golden lotus. In comparison, the Buddhist atmosphere in Lingshan seemed a little turbid because of the spiritual charm and faith, which were contaminated by too many six dusts.

"Precepts, concentration, and wisdom. You are able to condense these three treasures on the golden lotus. You must be a person who is proficient in Buddhism. And the aura of the Buddhist treasures I felt earlier, is it related to you? Who are you?"

Faced with the Bodhisattva's series of questions, Chu Tai didn't care at all.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is who you want me to be. Tell that guy high up on Mount Lingshan that the collector of the former Bodhi Golden Lotus is here."

After saying that, Chu Tai took Xie Ling, Fu Ying and Chang Xuan who had regained consciousness.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was about to continue asking questions, was startled. Looking back, he saw Lord Longen standing not far away with a look of joy on his face.

The Bodhisattva instantly guessed the other party's thoughts. Lord Long En had made a big mistake on this trip. He would be severely criticized after returning. But if this resurrected ancient god really had a grudge against the Western Lingshan, then many things could be eased.

Thinking of this, the Bodhisattva could no longer utter the words he had originally wanted to say to persuade the other party.

Lord Longen also flapped his wings and returned to the sky.

The Bodhisattva looked at the willow branch in the bottle that had not yet recovered, and could only comfort himself in his heart that at least the willow branch was a witness, and he could also explain something to the Buddha.

(End of this chapter)