Mythology

Chapter 394 There's a knack to stirring up trouble.
Mount Lingjiu was trembling, and not only the parts of the Daoist temple located within the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, but also, to be precise, the unrevealed Daoist temples were exhibiting strange phenomena.

The Taoist Ran Deng is about to refine the Twenty-Four Heavens.

"If this thing is integrated into Lingjiu Mountain, it will generate an endless sea of ​​karma."

Daoist Ran Deng could sense that his cultivation was gradually improving, getting closer and closer to the realm of Quasi-Saint, as if he were only separated by a thin sheet of paper.

Unfortunately, due to the constraints imposed by the disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, he was unable to make further progress.

"It doesn't matter."

"With the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings present, there is absolutely no way they can escape from his grasp."

His common name was Yang He.

The fear in the heart of Daoist Ran Deng faded somewhat. He held an absolute advantage. What could Yang He and the three saints do if they united? They had no chance of winning.

"rise!!!"

Lingjiu Mountain was awakened, with its undulating peaks resembling breathing and its surging sea of ​​clouds like chanting.

The countless monks in the temple were awakened from their meditation and looked up at the magnificent Mahavira Hall in the center, which was the location of the 'Yuanjue Cave'.

They saw a magnificent sun slowly rise.

The sun is purely formed from the condensation of Buddha's light. Even though the Daoist Burning Lamp has not yet attained the fruition of enlightenment, his karmic fire has already been rebuilt through the exoteric Buddhist teachings.

Where the light shines, everything is gilded with a layer of gold.

The eaves of the Buddhist temple, the monks' robes, and even the fallen leaves all transformed into a golden hue at this moment, appearing crystal clear and flawless.

"Yang He, you are but a mere mortal, do you... intend to kill me?"

With a flick of his sleeve, the Taoist Ran Deng unleashed a flash of Buddhist light, and the many old monks of Lingjiu Mountain burst into hearty laughter, their faces showing signs of liberation.

"I see! I see! I get it!!"

Their bodies suddenly burst into flames of karma, their robes covering their flesh and bones melting away in the fire, and the pain quickly transformed into endless bliss.

In less than three breaths, the old monks had been burned to ashes.

Only a few crystal-clear relics remain.

The Taoist Ran Deng raised his head, and the great sun behind his head absorbed the relic. The karmic fire burned even hotter, refining the cultivation lost by the Twenty-Four Heavens, and quickly recovered to its peak.

Indeed, everything on Vulture Peak revolves around karmic fire.

Monks are destined to become fuel for the burning of karmic fire.

The thousands of monks in the temple witnessed this scene, and instead of being afraid, they all put their palms together in praise, their eyes revealing deep envy.

"Mahaprajna, attaining Bodhi."

"Good! Good!"

In their eyes, this was not death, but the attainment of enlightenment.

From now on, you can enjoy eternal bliss.

The Taoist Ran Deng remained calm, holding the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings in his palm. He sensed that after attaining Buddhahood, the two Western Saints were nothing special.

“Zhunti and Jieyin clearly have no intention of taking charge of Buddhism. As long as one can reach the level of a Quasi-Saint, one can become the leader of a religion.”

He calculated that Cihang and the others should already be preparing to subdue the Seven Immortal Attendants.

I will soon be a Buddhist and will need a large number of disciples.

"It's a pity that only four of the Twelve Golden Immortals are willing to follow me, but it's alright. Kong Xuan alone is worth a hundred Transformed Buddha Immortals."

The Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but think of Kong Xuan. Because of his Buddhahood, he hadn't paid attention to him for a long time and didn't know if Kong Xuan had been reshaped.

He then contacted Cihang Daoren, and his smile froze.

According to Cihang Daoren, Kong Xuan had no chance to rebuild his body and soul. Yunxiao Niangniang used her methods, and Bixiao came back to life.

As for Bixiao, she was Yang He's helper in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

"Yang He!"

"Yang He!!"

"It's Yang He again!!!"

The Daoist Ran Deng almost uttered these words through clenched teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. His hard-won composure was shaken anew by this sudden setback.

The great sun behind the head erupted in chaos, and Lingjiu Mountain was filled with constant wails of agony, with at least several hundred monks dying.

He opened his mouth and spat out a large number of stone fragments that were suspended in mid-air.

The fragments naturally came from the Immaculate Buddha, and one could see fragmented Sanskrit characters surging on the surface. Upon closer inspection, they showed signs of merging.

boom.

The flames engulfed the fragments, and the statue slowly took shape.

"One of my avatars has already fallen into my hands, and the other two will not escape this calamity either. Yang He, what do you have to compete with me for this opportunity?"

"What will you use to become an immortal and attain enlightenment?"

Once Daoist Duobao breaks through the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, Yang He will have no chance of escape.

Even saints haven't descended upon the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, yet they dare to covet the Buddha's position!

Ran Deng Dao Ren glanced outside the Daoist temple and saw that although Duo Bao Dao Ren had already agreed to his request, he did not intend to break into the Wan Hua Tian Daoist Temple too soon.

"Ah."

"The next step is for the Twenty-Four Heavens to give birth to the Twenty-Four Guardian Gods, and Yang He will no longer have any chance to threaten me."

The Taoist Ran Deng continued to close his eyes and immerse himself in the Twenty-Four Heavens, pouring a large amount of resources into them.

He was completely unaware that the shimmering light of the twenty-four prayer beads subtly revealed an unusual... mockery.

.........

Yang He's consciousness had already descended upon the Twenty-Four Heavens.

There was no resistance whatsoever, and if one wished, one could directly use the Buddhist beads to escape from Mount Lingjiu, provided that Daoist Ran Deng would not intervene to seal off the Twenty-Four Heavens.

"Old Yin Bi is really willing to invest resources, and he's really rich." The resources that Daoist Ran Deng has accumulated in the Chan Sect for thousands of years have been almost all used in the Twenty-Four Heavens. If the Ten Absolutes City had such resources, its area could be expanded more than a hundred times.

Yang He quietly adapted to this unusual permanent role.

In a short while, the guardian deity mentioned by the Taoist Ran Deng began to take shape, immediately bringing a feeling of something stuck in one's throat.

It's like having a fishbone stuck in your throat—an extremely awkward and nauseating feeling.

"This thing is very likely mixed with the old cunning man's soul energy, so it's a foreign object to me."

Yang He scanned the Twenty-Four Heavens and quickly found a strange womb, with countless fine blood vessels wrapped around it. He could vaguely see a humanoid being gradually awakening inside.

According to the information obtained through spiritual vision, this guardian deity is named Great Burning Heaven.

The Great Burning Heaven's skin was golden, his face solemn and compassionate, a bright red dot between his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through illusion.

Its appearance can be described as solemn and dignified.

"The process was indeed bizarre, but it had to be said that they acted like human beings and dogs."

Yang He suppressed his instinct to reject the guardian deities from the Twenty-Four Heavens, and could sense that the Great Burning Heaven was gradually parasitizing the Celestial Court.

"If we don't stop it, the Twenty-Four Heavens will probably be severely damaged."

The recovery of permanent characters takes time, not to mention that the Twenty-Four Heavens are essentially innate treasures, so it will probably take at least one or two years.

Moreover, each of the guardian deities is comparable to one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Once they gain momentum, the Lingjiu Mountain of the Burning Lamp Taoist will be completely without any weaknesses.

Even the few places of worship that the Immaculate Buddha occupies on Vulture Peak will be detected.

"How could I possibly let you have your way?"

Yang He sneered and connected his blood vessels to the Great Burning Heaven.

He already knew about the Twenty-Four Heavens' ability 'Awakening,' which, simply put, is to enlighten the spirits of evil spirits.

Da Fen Tian is naturally intelligent, but that doesn't mean he can't awaken spiritual power.

"Hey hey hey."

Yang He couldn't help but burst into a strange laugh.

"Hmm?" Daoist Ran Deng opened his eyes, looked at the Twenty-Four Heavens, and muttered to himself, "Why are the Twenty-Four Heavens shaking for no reason?"

Yang He quickly stopped laughing, and only then did Daoist Ran Deng dispel his doubts.

Da Fen Tian's eyelids trembled slightly, while four other guardian deities were being conceived.

Yang He dared not be negligent and began to instill his thoughts into Da Fentian through Qi Ling. His actions were too secretive, and he easily bypassed Daoist Ran Deng.

'What are heavenly demons? They are those who, in their diligent cultivation of virtuous qualities, desire to transcend the realms of the demons of aggregates, afflictions, and death, and to be reborn as the highest celestial beings in the desire realm, attaining great freedom, and who create obstacles and initiate various disruptive activities. This is called a heavenly demon…'

In his previous life, he had watched some miscellaneous short videos, including one about the Heavenly Demon.

Now that he is nearing immortality, he has regained his memories of his past life, bit by bit, and can even recite a few obscure and difficult Taoist and Buddhist scriptures.

The idea that Yang He instilled was very simple: to tell Da Fentian.

You are a demon, dedicated to harming the Buddha!
Da Fentian's eyes flashed as he looked up and surveyed Lingjiu Mountain. He then noticed that this world had boundaries, and the body of Daoist Ran Deng spanned most of the sky, sitting on the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the solemn and wondrous appearance became distorted.

Puff puff puff puff.

A pair of deformed arms emerged, their internal organs exposed, and their skin ripped off.

Yang He was extremely satisfied. Now the Great Burning Heaven's appearance was much more appealing. Why did it pretend before? It didn't fit the general public's style.

While the Taoist Ran Deng was unaware, he continued to instill the teachings into the other guardian deities.

Sagara Dragon King, Sun God, Kinnara King...

It is evident that the Taoist Ran Deng had been preparing for the guardian deities for a long time. The twenty-four guardian deities each had their own characteristics, and the template should be the Twelve Golden Immortals, but with some Buddhist adaptations.

Da Fentian suppressed his smile and transformed into a beam of light, disappearing into the cluster of temples on Lingjiu Mountain.

Not all of the other guardian deities could transform into celestial demons, but in Yang He's view, a ratio of 60% to 70% was more than enough.

This could cause considerable trouble for Daoist Ran Deng.

"The guardian deity is, after all, formed from the body and soul of that old schemer. It can only delay things for a while. We'll have to come up with something tough next."

As soon as he finished speaking, Daoist Ran Deng noticed something was amiss.

His divine sense surveyed Mount Lingjiu, only to find that Da Fentian had already disguised himself as a monk.

In the eyes of the Burning Lamp Taoist, the Great Burning Heaven was probably flawed in its crafting, but it was not uncontrollable. He gave it a warning and then ignored it.

Lingjiu Mountain returned to peace, allowing Da Fentian to cultivate in the temple.

It is evident that the Taoist Ran Deng is training the twenty-four guardian deities as disciples, and that he will have his own team in Buddhism in the future.

No wonder he eventually rose to the position of the leader of Buddhism.

Without hesitation, Yang He seized the opportunity to fleece the guardian deity, extracting a portion of the yin energy that surged towards the deity.

He played the role of the Celestial Court, unable to cultivate, but hoarded all of them. At the same time, he picked and chose among those resources, hiding the useful ones and directly exchanging the useless but valuable ones for spiritual vision.

The act of eating and taking things slowed down the formation of the guardian deities.

"The real show is about to begin at Ling Jiou Mountain."

Yang He wasn't too greedy, fearing that the Daoist Ran Deng would see through his scheme, so he directly chose to sever a trace of consciousness from the Twenty-Four Heavens.

Your character, the Twenty-Four Devas, has died; the story has ended.

Before his consciousness faded, he saw the look of surprise and uncertainty on the face of the Taoist Ran Deng.

how to say.

It felt like I had just been trapped in a maze.

Daoist Ran Deng felt a slight unease deep down, but couldn't pinpoint the source.

(End of this chapter)