Mythology

Chapter 421: Become a God in Advance
“Om, Hum, Ha, Chiri, Mahakaya, Rana, Baradei, Sa…”

The chanting emanating from the five-colored eggs was deafening, echoing throughout Leiyin Temple.

To outsiders, it appeared as if Shakyamuni was about to attain enlightenment.

Only Yang He knew that the scripture praised the Buddha Mother Great Bright King, who was the black cat Hakimi who replaced Bixiao to accommodate the two Buddhas.

"A black cat could very well be conferred the title of some Bodhisattva or Buddha."

Yang He clicked his tongue in disbelief. Just thinking about it made him feel that it was absurd. If he were to become sworn brothers with Shakyamuni, wouldn't he be like a cat recognizing its mother?
Forget it, it's better not to try to become related to this person.

"Let's hurry up and continue to improve the 'Myriad Transformations and Hundred Ghosts' Scripture. Once Shakyamuni attains enlightenment, Buddhism will likely withdraw from the Myriad Immortals Formation, since they don't need Jiang Ziya's investiture."

Leiyin Temple was already struggling to withstand the aftermath of the Three Pure Ones' attack.

Yang He felt that the Myriad Transformations and Hundred Ghosts Primordial Scripture was extremely useful, and even in the next version, when many sects changed, they would still need to accommodate ghosts again.

He did everything he could to delay the inevitable, even resorting to the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field.

After Lingjiu Mountain was integrated into the Wanhuatian Dojo, the dojos of all the permanent characters became the same. The Immaculate Ghost Buddha could also communicate with Wanhuatian, but it was a little awkward to use it.

Rumble.

The myriad transformation heavenly spiritual root is entwined with vines, standing firmly on either side of the Bodhi tree.

The number of ruins within Leiyin Temple began to increase, and they all originated from the Ten Absolute Cities. Meanwhile, the Twenty-Four Heavens were resisting the black water from the outside world.

Even so, the destruction of Leiyin Temple was only a matter of time.

"It doesn't matter. I've already reaped the benefits, so I can accept not completing the story. I really can't control the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

Yang He completely gave up, and the Buddhist traitors, led by Duobao Daoren, were already preparing to go to the Pure Land after receiving the promise.

Taoist immortals, at worst, are included on the list, and they are not too alarmed.

Only the two demons who had sneaked into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation were somewhat astonished. Su Daji didn't even know how she could survive, and she felt a deep despair as she faced the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, where survival was a matter of life and death.

Su Daji possessed a body from Yang He, who in turn became a disciple of the three sages of the three religions.

Even if Yang He had no means to counter the possession, the Three Pure Ones would not allow someone else to take his place because of his connection with the Sage Teacher.

"evildoer!"

"Impossible! How could such a monstrous genius appear during the Investiture of the Gods?!"

Su Daji racked her brains but couldn't think of a way to escape. In order to possess Shen Gongbao's body, she had almost completely merged her soul into her flesh and blood.

She can't even manage a simple soul leaving her body now, let alone reincarnate after death.

Hu Ximei's thinking was even more naive than Su Daji's; she was completely unaware that the Immaculate Ghost Buddha was also an incarnation of Yang He, and was hurrying to the Bodhi tree in the center of the temple to seek help from Buddhism.

"My sister wouldn't even realize what was happening when she was about to die."

"The three bodies of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones should not be ranked in terms of primary or secondary, but barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Corpse Daoist should be Yang He's first physical body."

"Hu Ximei is doomed."

Su Daji gave up on reminding Hu Ximei and tried to find a glimmer of hope.

She traveled around trying to contact the surviving immortals, but they all seemed to see her as a plague god, turning away without responding.

Su Daji vaguely sensed that Yang He already knew of her existence.

A sense of powerlessness overwhelmed her, and she knelt down, weeping bitterly. To this day, she still cannot understand how so many sages could accept the same person as their disciple.

Yang He of Taoism is a primordial corpse qi, an immortal ghost immortal; Yang He of Buddhism is a disciple of Buddha, on par with Shakyamuni; Yang He of Nuwa Palace is also a disciple who saves the world.

Who...who is he?!?!

The upheaval at Leiyin Temple intensified, with black water covering every inch of the land, and even some roots of the Bodhi Tree and the Myriad Transformation Tree were tainted.

As Hu Ximei approached the five-colored egg, she gazed greedily at Shakyamuni.

He believed that he could become a member of Buddhism by comprehending Buddhist teachings, and coincidentally, the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body was the most superior immortal body in Buddhism.

"No, it's not that there's no way out."

Su Daji suddenly realized something and got up, breathing heavily.

She sensed that the aura emanating from the Investiture Platform, which was being transported by the Xiqi army in the present world, was similar to that of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which indirectly indicated that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was set up using the Investiture of the Gods.

The Xiqi army won one victory after another, and after crossing Huanghua Mountain, Chaoge City was just a hundred miles to the east.

The ghost soldiers' advantage was greatly reduced in front of the Conferred God Platform. As long as they had any wounds, the Conferred God Platform would continuously absorb the ghost soldiers' yin energy.

It can also prevent evil spirits from breeding, and the Xiqi army is already getting out of control.

However, it wasn't without its price. Su Daji noticed that the resentment contained within the Conferred God Platform was immense, causing the platform to become extremely unstable.

Once midnight passes, painful wails will echo from the Conferred God Platform.

Jiang Ziya delayed placing the Investiture of the Gods on the altar, and before long, the resentment overflowing from the altar would inevitably turn against Xiqi.

The only way to solve this problem once and for all is through the Investiture of the Gods, but the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation may very well descend upon the mortal realm.

Su Daji guessed that the Investiture of the Gods ceremony would begin ahead of schedule, at which time the sages would be too busy to attend to her, and the Immaculate Ghost Buddha would not yet have been born.

She was at least 70% certain that she could seize this opportunity to ascend to the Heavenly Court.

"The sooner the investiture ceremony is completed, the better. Let me add fuel to the fire for you."

"Bigan will agree. Only by bestowing the title of god ahead of schedule can the Shang Dynasty have a glimmer of hope."

Su Daji sent a telepathic message to Bigan, who did not hesitate and dispatched a large number of ghost soldiers to provide support. Jiang Ziya should be able to make his move within a few days.

"Yang He, no matter what, you can't possibly have your soul attached to three bodies at the same time."

Kaka.

The five-colored egg cracked open, and brilliant Buddhist light shot into the sky.

As Shakyamuni was about to attain enlightenment, his aura surged to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, causing the five-colored egg to groan under the strain. "Hmm?"

Yang He opened his eyes inside the five-colored egg and saw that Shakyamuni had somehow gotten right in front of him, the baby's face almost touching his nose.

Silent drool dripped from the corner of Shakyamuni's mouth as he stared intently at Yang He.

Its image is that of pure gold without a single impurity, with Sanskrit characters seamlessly integrated on its entire body, and it is firmly supported by a twelve-tiered lotus pedestal at its feet.

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

Whoa whoa whoa.

The sounds coming from the Buddha's throat were indistinct, clearly indicating that he wanted to swallow Yang He.

Shakyamuni pounced, and although he was inside the five-colored egg, he bit into the very thick main root of the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spirit and forcibly gnawed off a large chunk!

"You motherfucker! You're just full of yourself and start cursing!"

In an instant, excruciating pain traveled along his spiritual root and pierced Yang He's consciousness.

hiss.

He gasped, nearly causing the myriad-colored tree to riot, but he managed to hold back thanks to his years of experience attempting suicide.

After eating the root, Shakyamuni smacked his lips in satisfaction.

Yang He dared not be negligent. He poured all of his thousand years of lifespan into the Five Elements and Three Souls, and his aura rose directly to the level of a True Immortal in a short moment.

The remaining lifespan of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha is just enough to summon a wandering Arhat.

"Holy Buddha!!!"

The Arhat Taiguang emerged from between Shakyamuni's eyebrows and directly embraced him. At that moment, the five-colored egg shattered into pieces, and five-colored divine light swept out.

The five-colored eggs disappeared, leaving only two Buddha statues suspended in mid-air.

Shakyamuni is on the left, and the umbilical cord between the golden infant Buddha and the old body has not yet been severed. You can see the umbilical cord gradually pulling the golden infant Buddha back.

Yang He moved to the right, taking the opportunity to increase the distance between himself and Shakyamuni.

The Arhat Taiguang had most of his shoulder missing, and blood was flowing from the wound. Judging from the marks, it should have been torn apart directly by Shakyamuni.

"Brother."

Bixiao wanted to help, but Shakyamuni swallowed the five-colored divine light, indicating that this thing no longer belonged to the Five Elements.

Daoist Duobao did not participate, and the other immortals chose to observe the situation from the sidelines.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Shakyamuni then set his sights on the roots of the Myriad Transformations Tree, crawling towards Yanghe's spiritual root.

Yang He felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. Shakyamuni was truly an evil spirit, and the lifespan of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha was far from enough. Perhaps he should try changing his name to test the waters a bit.
At the critical moment, Leiyin Temple began to tremble violently.

Amidst the churning black waters in mid-air, a saint appeared without warning, and the two Western Saints even had the leisure to attend to Leiyin Temple.

"Shakyamuni, awaken!"

The guide's murmurs were like the resounding tolling of a great bell, causing the entire space to buzz.

Yang He discovered that the two Western Saints were shrouded in dense black energy, clearly indicating that their stay in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation had not been without cost. Facing the Three Pure Ones, their bodies were riddled with holes due to the corrosion of the black water.

With a flick of his Seven Treasures Tree, the Daoist Zhunti bound Shakyamuni with chains that appeared out of thin air.

Wow! ! !
Shakyamuni struggled frantically, but he was no match for the Daoist Zhunti.

Before long, the golden Buddha infant crawled into the mouth of the body and curled up in the intestines of the abdomen, while the eyelids of the body twitched slightly.

The two Western Saints retreated to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and continued to protect Leiyin Temple.

Yang He examined the body, his fingertips swirling with five-colored divine light. Only a wisp of black cat remained. Fortunately, his ascension to True Immortal was indeed a natural progression. He just didn't know if Buddhism would acknowledge the Buddha Mother.

"Junior brother."

The body of Shakyamuni opened its eyes, its form solemn and dignified, and seventy-two golden wheels of merit appeared behind its head, each containing the phantom images of numerous monks chanting scriptures.

He no longer appeared foolish, and respectfully nodded to Yang He.

"We are like twins, so may I call you my junior brother?"

Yang He felt his hair stand on end. The fully enlightened Shakyamuni in front of him, though his face was compassionate, was even more frightening than the golden infant Buddha. How to put it, it had a sense of trying hard to imitate a human.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Shakyamuni raised his hand and pointed, and the Buddha's light fell on the black cat.

The black cat was instantly reshaped.

Hakimi's hair stood on end, clearly sharing the same feeling as Yang He.

Shakyamuni said to himself, “Junior brother, in three days, Buddhism will return to the Pure Land. You can choose some Bodhisattvas and Arhats from among the immortals present to serve you.”

Upon hearing this, most of the True Immortals cast their burning gazes upon him.

Most of them did not receive any promises from the two Western Saints. If they could become disciples of the two Buddhas, wouldn't they be granted a position of authority?

Buddhist disciples, please have compassion!

Hu Ximei rushed out, knelt before Yang He, her forehead pressed to the ground, and said, "This humble one is willing to convert to Buddhism and serve the Buddha!"

Yang He looked down at his avatar, his face expressionless.

Five-colored divine light emanated from his fingertips as he gently touched Hu Ximei's brow.

Hu Ximei's expression froze instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, as if she wanted to say something, but the next moment, five-colored divine light flashed.

brush!
The five-colored divine light swept across, and Hu Ximei's soul turned to ashes, leaving only the physical body of the Three Corpse Daoist lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)