Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 871: East and West

In the netherworld that ordinary immortals and bodhisattvas cannot see, there are lightning and thunder, Buddha's light shines, black gas evaporates, turbid air rolls, and hundreds of billions of dead souls are wailing constantly. Above the broken netherworld, countless wails and curses intertwine, turning into infinite karma, and finally turning into a sea of ​​karmic fire in the sky.

This is the embodiment of the sins committed by the East and the West in the past, and the final wail of countless living beings.

But no matter how resentful and cursed they were, facing the Buddha's light and thunder above, it was still just the wailing of a defeated dog and could not contaminate them in the slightest.

Now, everything is different.

As Chu Tai collapsed the future with the power of [Emperor's Ruins], the entire underworld was like experiencing a horrific earthquake. The extremely terrifying vibrations directly destroyed many underworld land veins. Continuous explosions continued to be heard, and from the broken underworld, a strong and almost boundless evil aura rose up.

Immediately afterwards, the energy of the underworld surged up, and endless evil spirits and evil spirits were like countless giant pythons entangled together, wriggling, rolling, and intertwining, and finally formed a column of light that attacked the Buddha's light and thunder above.

"Oh, man, what..."

In the grand and solemn six-character mantra, the Buddha's light interweaves, coating everything around with a layer of precious light, making it transparent inside and out, revealing its glass texture.

There are also lotus, bodhi, relics, precious banners and other Buddhist treasures that appear, supporting the creation of layer by layer of pure land, dividing the grievances of countless wronged souls, and eradicating sins.

Layer upon layer of pure land created the phantom of a giant Buddha, whose body radiated infinite lapis lazuli Buddha light. The boundless Buddhist truth flowed around, further constructing new Buddha treasures and opening up new pure lands. Layer upon layer of nesting dolls made the Buddha's phantom more magnificent and terrifying.

But the more powerful the Buddha's light became, the more terrifying the evil spirit below became. It even reflected a purple-black lotus through the Buddhist teachings, in which a black Buddha figure also emerged, and there were also infinite pure lands that were almost like the underworld, layered upon layer, exactly the same as the Buddha.

Seeing the appearance of the black Buddha, the Buddha in Lingshan knew something was wrong. He raised one hand and spread out his five fingers. His fingertips demonstrated the changes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, as well as the five levels of Buddhist Dharma of earth, water, fire, wind and space, which intertwined to form the phantom of a huge mountain.

Although the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats on Mount Lingshan did not know what was happening, they still gave their blessings when they saw this scene.

The Buddha pressed down with his palm, and the Five Finger Mountain fell into the underworld, trying to suppress the black Buddha.

Unexpectedly, the black Buddha also raised his hand, and the wailing of thousands of ghosts gathered on it and slowly raised it up.

The two collided at the border of the underworld, forming a huge legal ban, which not only cut off the black Buddha's external influence, but also cut off the interference of Tathagata Buddha in Lingshan in the underworld.

The same situation also occurred in Dongtian. The Emperor of Heaven looked at the dense lightning patterns in front of him and the dark water flowing beneath them, his face becoming terrifyingly gloomy.

"Where is Laojun?"

The Emperor of Heaven spoke, and the Heavenly Slave beside him stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, the Lord Laojun has gone to the lower world to look for elixir materials."

"Looking for alchemy materials?"

The Emperor of Heaven sneered and said nothing more. He just ordered Laojun to come to him immediately after his return.

Afterwards, the Emperor of Heaven summoned Wang Lingguan and the three generals Thousand-Li Eyes and Wind-Ear. He stretched out his hand and the heads of the two generals split open immediately. The flesh and blood squirmed in the middle, holding a precious mirror and a mirror button respectively. Under the gaze of the Emperor of Heaven, they combined into a precious mirror.

When he tapped the mirror lightly with his finger, ripples appeared, reflecting the Flower-Fruit Mountain, Black Wind Mountain, Yellow Wind Ridge, Lesser Western Heaven, Pansiling and Flame Mountain in turn.

During this period, the image on the mirror stayed for a long time on the Flower-Fruit Mountain, where its spiritual charm was gradually restored, and on the Small Western Paradise, where the Buddha's light and the devil's light were intertwined.

"There's no problem..." The Emperor's finger fell again, and ripples appeared on the mirror, reflecting the places where many demon kings lived in seclusion. He saw the skeletons of many dead demon kings, narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed the breath of several of them who were still alive.

After a moment, the Emperor withdrew his fingers, the mirror separated again, the flesh and blood disappeared, and the pale-faced Qianliyan and Shunfenger fell to the ground.

At the same time, the Emperor of Heaven ordered Wang Lingguan to lead 100,000 heavenly soldiers to Huaguo Mountain to harvest the spiritual energy, and to go to various places to subdue demons and kill evil spirits.

As the mighty Eastern Heaven Army left the Heavenly Palace, tens of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in the Western Lingshan Mountain, led by the Eighteen Arhats and the Five Vidyadharas, left the Pure Land of Buddhism and headed towards various parts of the human world.

Such a huge action naturally alarmed many people living in seclusion.

On the Flower-Fruit Mountain, the old monkey who had avoided the previous detection of the mirror light walked out of the void. Feeling that some heavenly soldiers and generals were coming towards the Flower-Fruit Mountain, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

In another small Western Paradise that was being paid attention to by the Emperor of Heaven, Maitreya looked at the Buddhist soldiers sent from Lingshan with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"It's weird! It's obviously not the right time yet, why can't that guy sit still?"

As he spoke, Maitreya looked towards the depths of Lesser Western Paradise, where there was a sealed pig-headed stone statue. He thought for a moment, then looked in the direction of the Flower-Fruit Mountain, his mouth moving slightly twice.

The old monkey in Huaguo Mountain frowned, looked back in the direction of Xiaoxitian, opened his mouth as well, then stretched out his hand to draw a little spiritual energy from the fairy stone, turned it into monkey hair, blew it, and transformed it into a monkey.

At the same time, Maitreya snapped his fingers, and a ray of Buddha's light fell and illuminated the stone statue on the back mountain, awakening it.

The mysterious destiny started to move again, which attracted the attention of Chu Tai, who was in control of the destiny.

As early as when the Buddha and the Emperor of Heaven fought, Chu Tai had sensed something in his heart. He used the power of [inversion] to cover the past Pansiling with the present, blocking the prying eyes of the Heavenly Palace. Then, when he was about to deal with the rest of the matters, he felt a subtle change in destiny.

Looking back, following the subtle changes in destiny, Chu Tai saw the old monkey handing a willow stick to the conjured monkey.

He sneered in his heart and shook his head secretly.

"The destiny has already undergone earth-shaking changes, why should we continue to proceed according to the original plan?"

Thinking of this, Chu Tai slowly descended and walked into Pansiling.

The spider spirit and her family, who had just sent Chang Xuan and the other two away, were comforting each other when they suddenly heard a noise. Their faces changed slightly and they looked intently.

Seeing Chu Tai holding a Ruyi, wearing a Taoist robe but still looking like a child, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But soon, these monsters realized where these ordinary children came from in Pansiling.
Moreover, the Taoist robe on Chu Tai was not the attire of the disciples of the Taoist Master Baiyan in the back. It was obvious that he was an outsider.

Considering what happened to Chang Xuan and the other two earlier, the eldest sister suppressed her fear and stepped forward to inquire about Chu Tai's origins.

"You can call me Qing Tong, or you can call me Ri Yao, Tai Yi, Tai Qing, Tai Ning, or Tai Yi..."

(End of this chapter)