Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 391 Wu Tian Demon Ancestor
Nanfangbuzhou.

The monstrous demonic energy emerged and raged, but was finally suppressed by the divine light.

The divine thoughts and the evil thoughts clash.

"Erlang Demon God Yang Jian" eventually turned into "Erlang God Yang Jian" again.

Moreover, Yang Jian's determination to pursue Taoism is even stronger than before.

Xiao Chen took the injured Monkey King away.

Afterwards, Yang Jian also hurried to Huashan with the injured Nezha to seek treatment from Yang Chan.

In the sky above Guanjiangkou, not long after.

In the midst of silence, a twelfth-grade "Black Lotus of Destruction" quietly emerged from the void.

This world-destroying black lotus exudes a faint light all over its body. That light is both deep and strange, as if it contains endless secrets.

The petals of the black lotus are layered, and each one seems to be carved from the deepest night color, exuding a heart-pounding breath.

And right above this world-destroying black lotus, there sat a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and a physique as strong as a rock.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, his long hair was like a waterfall, flowing in the wind, and his eyes were like deep stars, sparkling with wisdom and insight, as if they could penetrate all the hypocrisy and disguise in the world.

The face of the black-robed, black-haired man looked righteous and compassionate, like the "reincarnation of a living Buddha".

His face had both an inviolable majesty and a warmth that made people feel close to him.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and in that smile there was tolerance and understanding for the world, as well as calmness and composure in the face of all challenges and difficulties.

"What a pity, what a pity."

The black-robed, black-haired man sighed softly, his tone revealing a bit of regret and helplessness:

"Yang Jian, you have such a strong murderous aura and obsession, but you have not been able to embark on the path of the devil and become a guardian of my demon sect."

"It seems that I was too impatient."

"The calamity has not yet ended. Everything is predetermined and cannot be forced."

In fact, he admired Yang Jian very much in his heart.

He admired Yang Jian's kindness, justice and persistence.

This poor Yang Jian, Yang Jian whose entire family was almost killed by the Heavenly Court.

He knew that this seemingly cold and aloof man actually carried endless pain and hatred in his heart.

Heaven almost made Yang Jian lose all his relatives. His family was broken up and he felt heartbroken.

Didn’t Yang Jian just want to release a little of his desires, kill for thirty-three days, and avenge his parents and brothers?

He can help Yang Jian realize his wish.

On the Black Lotus of Destruction, watching Yang Jian leave, a man in a black robe and black hair sat there, shaking his head and sighing, his voice full of doubt and disdain for the rules of the Three Realms:
"What does it mean that there is no self, no others, and no sentient beings?"

"Fasting and abstinence?"

"What great love, little self?"

"These vague and unfounded statements are so hypocritical!"

His words revealed his deep dissatisfaction with the current Three Realms system, and his eyes were as sharp as a torch, as if he could penetrate all hypocrisy:
"If people in this world have lost their self, then what is the meaning of this world?"

"If we live without a self, wouldn't we be like a walking corpse?"

"Why not let me create a bright and clear world with my own hands, so that everything in the world can be in its proper place!"

After saying that, the black-robed, black-haired man turned his gaze towards the distant sacred mountain and the lofty heaven, and a feeling of dissatisfaction with the current gods and Buddhas surged in his heart:
"Tathagata, Jade Emperor, you hypocritical gods and Buddhas, you eat the incense of the world, but you are high above, not concerned with worldly affairs, not understanding reason."

"You neither respect human desires nor care about human suffering."

"They only know how to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, while exploiting the world."

The black-robed, black-haired man sneered, his tone full of contempt for the gods and Buddhas:

"Humph, all the gods and Buddhas in the world are incompetent. They only know how to sit and talk about the truth, but they don't know the sufferings of the world."

"magic?"

As he spoke, the black-robed, black-haired man murmured the word "demon" with a hint of playfulness and a bit of depth.

His gaze was like the deep night sky, falling on his slightly distorted reflection in the river, as if he saw the essence of all things in the world in that distortion.

"When the universe was first created, there was no name. When the universe was first created, there was no good or evil, no rules or order."

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful, as if it was an echo from ancient times:
"What is good, what is evil, what is Buddha, and what is the devil?"

"Isn't this all defined by you based on your own selfishness?"

"The distinction between good and evil, between Buddha and devil, is nothing but a tool you use to restrain others and protect your own interests."

"Demons, to put it bluntly, are just you who don't allow others to disobey the rules you define."

"Those who disobey you are demons!"

His tone was full of disdain and ridicule, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a sneer, which was both a self-mockery of being in this chaotic world and a provocation to those gods and Buddhas who claimed to be righteous:
"Tathagata, in your eyes, I may be a demon, a destroyer, and an unforgivable sinner."

"Then what are you, Tathagata, in my eyes?"

"Aren't you another kind of 'demon' in my heart?"

The black-robed, black-haired man looked in the direction of Lingshan Mountain, as if he could penetrate the void and reach the top of Lingshan Mountain, where he looked into the solemn Dharma of Tathagata Buddha:

"You use your mercy as a cover to hide your selfish desires and betrayal?"

"You ignored your teacher's kindness and betrayed your religion for your own selfish gain, and you even said, 'This is the trend of heaven, and I cannot resist it.'"

"What? Just think of it as venting the anger of Jiejiao for robbing the fortune of Daoism."

"Haha, Tathagata, these are just excuses for your own betrayal."

"This is just the cowardice in your heart."

"Others don't know you, but I don't know you, do I?"

The black-robed, black-haired man sneered repeatedly, his tone full of dissatisfaction and contempt for the Tathagata Buddha:

"Your mercy is nothing but a mask to cover up your incompetence and cowardice."

"What you call 'lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly' is nothing more than a tool you use to restrain sentient beings and maintain your own rule."

"What is the Supreme Ruler of the World, what is the Tathagata?"

"It's better for me to do it myself!"

"Tathagata, I will prove that your path is wrong. I will break this hypocritical order in my own way and let the world return to truth and freedom!"

"I will create an ideal world, a world where everyone can pursue their own values ​​and realize their own values!"

The black-robed, black-haired man stared in the direction of Lingshan, a determined light flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

However, he was also aware of his current situation. His true body had not yet condensed, so he could only place his primordial spirit in the twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction, hiding his whereabouts and wandering in the world.

"The demon clan..."

The black-robed, black-haired man murmured in a low voice, his eyes deep as he turned to the direction where Xiao Chen and the Monkey King left, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.

"The heavens restrain human nature, and the Buddhist rules are to destroy human desires."

"And the demons preserve human desires, and the devils also stir up human desires."

"We demons are the most real and free beings in this world."

He spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic, his tone revealing a deep and unique understanding of the nature of demons:

"Demons and demons are originally one family, with the same origin but different streams."

"Demons exist because of the desires in their hearts, thrive because of desires, and become strong because of desires."

He raised his head slightly, looked in the direction of Northern Juluzhou, and thought to himself:
"Perhaps I can find my allies among the demon tribe."

"Demons and demons join forces to recreate the world!"

“Let this world return to truth and freedom!”

"The current demon race should respect 'Demon Master Kunpeng' as the most respected."

"I will go to Beijuluzhou to talk to the demon master Kunpeng."

"Perhaps we can get a new opportunity from him and recruit some demon tribe subordinates."

The man in black robe and black hair pondered for a moment and decided to go to Uttarakuru.

He hopes to find a new opportunity from the demon tribe in Uttarakuru, recruit some demon subordinates, and work hard to realize his ambitions.

So, having made up his mind, the black-robed and black-haired man no longer hesitated.

Under his urging, the black lotus of Yuanshen trembled slightly, emitting a faint black light, and turned into a black shadow, instantly disappearing into the void.

Perhaps, this will be a meeting that changes the fate of the three realms.

A challenge from the joint efforts of "demons and monsters", a complete subversion of the order of the heavens.

……

Nanshanbuzhou, regarded by the gods in heaven as a treasure land for drawing incense and practicing merit, has beautiful mountains and rivers, abundant spiritual energy, and is dotted with famous mountains and rivers.

There are many famous mountains and rivers in Nanshanbuzhou, such as the towering Three Mountains and Five Peaks, which attract various great gods to live in seclusion to practice or to preach and teach.

Xiao Chen knew very well that there were many hidden talents in the Southern Continent, so he acted with extreme caution.

He avoided those famous mountains and rivers, and found a remote and nameless place in the southern continent of Jambu Continent, and settled the Monkey King there.

This place is sparsely populated, with steep mountains and isolated from the world, making it a great place to hide and heal.

After all, when healing, the most taboo is interference from outsiders.

If you are not careful, all your efforts will be wasted.

Xiao Chen carefully placed the Monkey King in a spacious cave and set up several barriers to ensure that the healing process would not be disturbed. "The Monkey King's injuries..."

Xiao Chen looked at the injuries of the Monkey King.

The Monkey King was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The Monkey King's physical body had been injured by a mountain-splitting axe before, and his soul was injured by "Erlang Demon God Yang Jian", so both his physical body and soul were seriously injured.

If an ordinary monster suffered such an injury, it would be dead in a short while.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen had the "Baolian Lantern", a treasure for healing, in his hand, so he was able to get it back.

"Third brother, just have a good sleep..."

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, and with a thought, he formed seals with his hands and used all his strength to activate the power of the "Baolian Lantern" to heal the Monkey King's injuries.

With the nourishment of the Precious Lotus Lantern, the injuries of the Monkey King began to gradually improve, and the fire of life rekindled.

The forty-nine days passed by like a flash.

Finally, at dusk of that day, all the injuries suffered by the Monkey King were healed.

However, the Monkey King's expression was a little complicated. He had a pair of "open ears" and was good at finding out information.

During the recuperation period, although the Monkey King was in the cave, he could still hear any movement in the outside world.

After recovering from his injuries, the Monkey King and Xiao Chen walked out of the cave together and strolled around.

The Monkey King naturally also found out that no war had broken out between Guanjiangkou and Heaven.

This means that Yang Jian has overcome his inner demons and has not completely fallen into the evil path.

An unnamed cave in a barren mountain.

Xiao Chen and the Monkey King sat opposite each other, and the topic of the two demons naturally fell on the "inner demon matter" that Yang Jian had experienced before.

The Monkey King is good at listening, able to understand principles, know the past and the future, and understand everything.

Therefore, the Monkey King had extensive knowledge of the laws of the three realms, whether it was the profound Taoism or the mysterious Buddhism, and was well-informed and knowledgeable.

It can be said that he has practiced both Buddhism and Taoism and is quite wise.

The Monkey King spoke slowly, his tone full of a deep understanding of spiritual practice:

"If a cultivator does not have a heart for the Tao, or his heart for the Tao is not firm, he will be like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the current, and will be shaken by the slightest disturbance."

The Monkey King spoke slowly, his tone full of a deep understanding of spiritual practice:

"How can such practice lead to reaching the other shore?"

The Monkey King continued, his tone revealing a hint of solemnity:
"Demons are everywhere."

"They may lurk in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike; or they may be blatantly tempting people to fall, making it difficult to guard against them."

“A cultivator’s greatest enemy is not others, but oneself, and the evil thoughts in one’s heart.”

"That evil thought is like a poisonous ivy. Once it wraps around your heart, it will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it will be difficult to extricate yourself."

The words of the Monkey King were heavy and profound. He knew very well how terrible the inner demons were:
"The inner demon is the greatest enemy of a practitioner."

"It is silent, but it can hide in the deepest part of people's hearts. Once it erupts, it can destroy everything."

"Even the Tathagata Buddha of the West, who possesses the power to penetrate heaven and earth and is as strong as a saint, cannot escape the entanglement of the inner demon."

The words of the Monkey King were powerful:

“If Tathagata Buddha ever has a demon in his heart that he cannot overcome, then all his previous efforts will be completely wasted, his cultivation will be wasted, and he will be reincarnated and become a mortal.”

"Even if the inner demon is too powerful, it can separate and escape from the main body to become an 'independent existence'."

"By then, the 'evil thoughts of Tathagata Buddha' might even join us and fight side by side!"

The Monkey King's words were powerful, as if he was warning Xiao Chen and also reminding himself.

"Buddha Tathagata, inner demon, devil's way..."

After hearing this, Xiao Chen seemed to understand something.

He couldn't help but think of his previous discussion with the Dragon Demon King, and all those thoughts about the way of heaven, fate, rise and fall came to his mind again.

now.

Xiao Chen deeply felt that there was an invisible and powerful force hidden behind this world, controlling everything, and that was the Way of Heaven.

The way of heaven is ruthless, but it controls everything. No matter whether it is a god or a demon, it is difficult to escape its control.

Now, the way of heaven is no longer with the demons. Even someone as powerful as Demon Master Kunpeng can only live in a corner.

Even those as powerful as Tongtian Jiaozhu and Donghuang Taiyi, who once went against the will of heaven, although they were glorious for a while, ultimately ended in failure.

Their brilliance is like a shooting star across the night sky, short-lived and brilliant, but ultimately unable to illuminate the entire sky.

After all, you can't compete with the way of heaven.

In the long river of history, there has never been an eternal protagonist.

The dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes were once such domineering existences between heaven and earth, dominating one side and terrifying the four seas. Their glory was like the blazing sun in the sky, illuminating the entire prehistoric world.

However, their glory was only short-lived, and they could not escape the fate of decline after prosperity.

The demon clan, the witch clan, the three religious sects, these forces that once ruled the ancient world, either due to external or internal fighting, have all embarked on the path of decline one after another.

The way of heaven is ruthless. It will not allow any tribe or any force to dominate the world for long. This is the law of heaven and earth and the rule of the operation of all things.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

In the eyes of heaven, whether they are gods, humans, or demons... there may be no difference between these creatures. They are all tributes of life and part of the operation of heaven and earth.

In other words, the way of heaven treats all things the same. It is not particularly good to anyone, nor is it particularly bad to anyone, and it is not biased towards anyone.

It's just a rule that keeps the world running.

Balance is the most important thing for the way of heaven.

The most important thing is that this world does not come into being, and that no "creatures that can threaten the laws of nature" appear.

Any force that attempts to break this balance will be severely punished by the laws of nature.

"Journey to the West, is this really the trend of heaven..."

Xiao Chen was thinking, his eyes deep, as if he wanted to penetrate the heavy fog of this world and reach the unknown future.

This mythological world is too vast, and Xiao Chen knows very well that if one does not look up at the sky, but only buries his head in work, does not look at the overall situation, but only focuses on the details, he will never accomplish anything.

He understood that according to the normal operating trajectory of this mythological world, in a few hundred years, it would be the era of traveling west to obtain Buddhist scriptures and spreading Buddhism to the east.

At that time, Buddhism will flourish and usher in an unprecedented era of prosperity, with believers flocking in and incense burning vigorously.

However, no matter how prosperous Buddhism is, it cannot escape the constraints and restrictions of the Way of Heaven.

No matter how powerful Buddhism is, it cannot escape the control of heaven.

If Buddhism becomes too powerful, it will be punished by heaven!
This is the inevitable result of "everything is in a cycle, endless."

So, what kind of changes will the world usher in after the journey to the West?
The dragon clan, the demon clan, the witch clan, the Taoist clan, the Buddhist clan... they have all prospered and been glorious before.

And the "devil" has not appeared in the Three Realms for a long time!

The "devil" seemed to have been forgotten by the heaven in a corner of the world, and there had been no movement for a long time.

It has been a long time since any powerful demon appeared in the Three Realms.

However, Yang Jian's possession of the devil this time was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Xiao Chen couldn't help thinking:
"Yang Jian has experienced countless battles for the Conferred Gods and has made great achievements. His mind is so strong, how can it be easily shaken?"

"Is the Monkey King really that powerful? Can he shake Yang Jian's mind?"

Xiao Chen's heart was full of doubts.

In fact, he found it hard to believe that the Monkey King alone could cause Yang Jian to fall into the devil's trap.

"Was Yang Jian's possession of the devil this time an accident caused by the Monkey King's 'Listen to the formless, and all gods and ghosts will be frightened'?"

"Is it really just the Monkey King who caused this?"

"Or is there someone else spying and helping behind the scenes?"

"Someone is behind this?"

"Or is it that the great trend of Heaven, the invisible hand that controls the fate of the three realms, has quietly taken action to lead Yang Jian into the devil's trap, intending to shape him into a peerless demon?"

"Give the devil a helping hand?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and his hair stand on end.

He knew very well that there were too many unknown secrets hidden behind this mythical world.

Yang Jian’s possession of a demon may just be the tip of the iceberg, the real storm is yet to come.

"magic?"

Xiao Chen's thoughts drifted in the ocean of myths and legends, and he suddenly remembered the name in the myths and legends of the "post-Journey to the West era" - "Buddha Wu Tian".

"The Buddha of Wu Tian can also be called the 'Demon of Wu Tian'..."

Xiao Chen recalled the myths and legends after the Journey to the West in his memory, and it was not a blank.

The post-Journey to the West era is also a thrilling period of mythological history.

In the post-Journey to the West era.

A peerless demon appeared in the Three Realms. He called himself "Wutian Buddha" and swept across the four seas and eight wildernesses with his supreme demonic power, the Three Realms and Six Paths, beheading gods and killing Buddhas, causing all the gods and Buddhas in the sky to tremble.

Of course, later generations prefer to call him "Wutian Demon Ancestor".

Because the name "Wutian Demon Ancestor" can better reflect his "extremely demonic and lawless" temperament.

(End of this chapter)