Mythology

Chapter 482 I'll share the good times and the bad.

"What a Yang He! He treats us like guards protecting him in seclusion."

Kassapa Buddha's expression was unpredictable. It was just as the sun was rising, and the appearance of the immortals and Buddhas attracted a large number of people to worship, causing chaos in Chang'an.

He couldn't understand Yang He's purpose, but he knew it was definitely not as simple as alchemy or corpse refining.

Fearing that Sun Fu's moods were unpredictable, Yang He was essentially using the emperor to command the feudal lords.

The situation became extremely tense, and the immortals and Buddhas no longer concealed their auras.

The immortals and Buddhas had no patience to appease the people. As they exhaled and exhaled yin energy, crowds fell backward in droves, and countless mortals suffered broken bones and tendons.

Amidst the clamor of the tribulation lightning, the immortals and Buddhas impatiently looked towards Hongfu Temple.

The power of the lightning tribulation could not actually shake their foundation; it was just frustrating, as they had to waste energy expelling the corpse energy that had entered their bodies.

Kassapa Buddha noticed that Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had thus become a corpse, exhibiting the characteristics of a corpse demon.

"Heh, could it be that Yang He is trying to reveal the true face of immortals and Buddhas in the eyes of mortals? How ridiculous! Do they dare to rebel?"

Kassapa Buddha couldn't understand why Yang He was doing everything he did.

However, one thing is certain: no matter how ferocious and terrifying the immortals and Buddhas may be, mortals will not have the slightest thought of disobeying them. Yang He, look at this world, how interesting it is.

Kassapa Buddha smiled and looked around at the kneeling people prostrating themselves.

The common people didn't even dare to look directly at the gods and Buddhas from beginning to end.

An elderly person, witnessing their child's body being taken away, cried out in surprise, "My child is the reincarnation of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva!!!"

After a moment's thought, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva realized that it seemed to be his own biological father incarnate.
My incarnation will ascend to the Pure Land with me in the future, so how can it be bound by the karma of the mortal world? Good, good.

"In the cycle of birth and death in this world, we are bound by our own karma. Who is our relative, and who is not? But because of our ignorance, we cling to our own desires and make calculations to define who is our relative..."

When Samantabhadra Bodhisattva touched the old man, the latter immediately turned into a blood mist and exploded.

The surrounding crowd was stunned for a few moments, then became even more fanatical, scrambling to smear the blood on their foreheads with their sleeves.

"Old Man Li has ascended to eternal bliss!"

"Thank God! Old Man Li can enjoy great wealth and honor!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva swept over the people, no longer concealing his aura, and sat cross-legged in mid-air, accepting the worship of tens of thousands of believers.

Similar scenes played out repeatedly, with the sound of chanting resounding throughout Chang'an.

Kassapa Buddha did not believe that Yang He's methods could threaten this grand feast. The Tenth Incarnation of Golden Cicada was destined to be born, and the tribulations from the lightning were nothing to harm more than a dozen immortals and Buddhas.

"You can't possibly think you can control the situation in front of immortals and Buddhas, can you?"

Kassapa Buddha extended his index finger, and a faint Buddhist light emanated from it. No matter how much Yin energy surged into Hongfu Temple, it could not harm Jin Chanzi's consciousness.

His losses were negligible; Yang He ultimately underestimated the countless immortals and Buddhas.

The lightning tribulation gradually subsided, and the clouds quietly began to dissipate.

Immortals and Buddhas sat cross-legged on the clouds, chatting and laughing. Every now and then, they would grab a few people and stuff them into their mouths, drawing envy from the crowd.

The azure sky revealed its aura, and five-colored Buddhist light protected the streets and alleys.

"Amitabha Buddha, please fellow practitioners do not harm ordinary people."

Seeing that it was only when the Buddha Jingguang stepped forward that the unbridled behavior of the immortals and Buddhas was barely stopped, Kasyapa Buddha sneered and ignored Bixiao.

Kassapa Buddha knew that the Divine God of the Dipper would soon descend upon Chang'an.

"No wonder Doumu Yuanjun, who clearly does not follow the path of blood sacrifice cultivation, took this opportunity to descend to the mortal world. It turns out it was for Yang He."

Bixiao's elder sister is named Yunxiao, whose Taoist name is Doumu Yuanjun, and she is the head of the Dou Department.

"Doumu Yuanjun's strength is among the top of the Hunyuan Golden Immortals, but the Saha World will also come to the Blissful World. Yang He, you can't rely on women alone to ensure your safe retreat!"

Kassapa Buddha glanced at Chang'an out of the corner of his eye. The immortals of longevity and the Buddha of Julusun, who were at the same level, did not show up at all. He obviously understood that the ten incarnations of Jin Chanzi would ultimately be decided by 'Saha'.

As for which Saha being it might be, Kassapa Buddha did not know.

Kassapa Buddha was very curious: Could it be that Doumu Yuanjun intended to become an enemy of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?
The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West in Heaven no longer appear in the mortal world, and the whereabouts of the Three Pure Ones are unknown. But the Pure Land is different; the Six Sages can descend to the mortal world at any time.

Kassapa Buddha continued to maintain his supernatural powers, wanting to see if Yang He had lost his mind.

"Will..."

Kassapa Buddha looked astonished, and suddenly an unbelievable thought popped into his head.

Tang Sanzang's life was maintained by the Hunyuan Golden Immortal and Buddha present, while the division of the ten incarnations of Jin Chanzi was presided over by the Medicine Master.

They cannot stop. The Medicine Buddha decreed that Tang Sanzang could not escape before his birth, and that immortals and Buddhas must protect him. If Tang Sanzang were to perish, all the immortals and Buddhas associated with him would suffer severe damage.

Could Yang He be planning to use Tang Sanzang to turn against them?

Kasyapa Buddha chuckled. They were all Great Luo Golden Immortals. How could Yang He, relying solely on secluded cultivation, possibly drain the life force of eight beings of the same realm?

Ultimately, it was all in vain.

He closed his eyes to rest, secretly instructing the believers to build an altar to threaten Tang Sanzang into submission.

"Jin Chanzi is too kind-hearted; if you force him even slightly, he will actively resist Yang He."

Even if he were to sacrifice mortals, no one would hesitate in the slightest. The schemes of the immortals and Buddhas, which had been in place for nearly a century, could not be shaken by Yang He alone.

The people's thinking has long been distorted, and they are willing to give up everything.

Only deep within the imperial city remained sober.

Inside the Daming Palace, Li Shimin suddenly awoke from his dragon bed, veins bulging on his forehead, his bloated figure exuding the majesty of a sick tiger descending the mountain.

The emperor, who had once swept across the land, suddenly flashed a fierce light in his cloudy eyes.

With the palace gates wide open, Li Shimin could see the scene of immortals and Buddhas descending from the sky. He gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both arms and roared hoarsely.

"Guards! Proclaim my decree!!"

"Help! Someone, come here!!!"

"Mobilize the Xuanjia Army! I want... I want to personally lead the expedition!!!"

"I will slaughter these traitors!!!"

The guards outside the hall were silent; to be precise, they were kneeling on the ground, holding scriptures, and constantly praising the merits of the immortals and Buddhas.

Li Shimin crawled out of the Daming Palace using all four limbs, his hands and feet already a bloody mess.

He pointed at the immortals and Buddhas, his voice trembling, "I knew it! I'm not delirious! The immortals and Buddhas want to destroy the Tang Dynasty, they want to destroy the Tang Dynasty that is so important to all the people of the world!"

The immortals and Buddhas showed no reaction whatsoever, not even a trace of pity.

Li Shimin leaned weakly against the wall. Because the Daming Palace was situated on higher ground, he noticed that the immortals and Buddhas seemed to be surrounding the Hongfu Temple.

Hongfu Temple is now located on a sacred mountain, making it extremely magnificent.

He rubbed his eyes and saw a Taoist priest standing on the eaves of the Sutra Repository.

Despite enduring the terrifying residual power of the immortals and Buddhas pressing down on him, and bleeding from every pore of his body, Lü Dongbin's stubborn back remained unyielding.

"Lu Zu...it's Lu Zu!!"

Li Shimin couldn't help but recall that when the world was still unsettled, Lü Dongbin had given him a precious book containing information that could mitigate the harm caused by evil spirits and eliminate the need to rely on the local earth god.

Unfortunately, he ultimately trusted the immortals and Buddhas too much, and the precious book went unnoticed.

"Even Lu Zu was powerless against immortals and Buddhas; the Tang Dynasty was doomed."

At this moment.

Li Shimin noticed that Lü Dongbin, despite the excruciating pain, respectfully bowed towards the direction of Xiaoleiyin Temple, performing the proper etiquette for a disciple.

"This is……"

A vacuum formed by the clouds and mist allowed a figure to appear and disappear. The figure was unremarkable, yet it exuded an indescribable aura. For some reason, Li Shimin thought of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, his ancestors.

Li Shimin couldn't help but dance with joy, shouting, "The Tang Dynasty is still here! Heaven bless the Tang Dynasty!!"

He had no cultivation and his mind was on the verge of collapse, yet he managed to see through the subtle clues that even immortals and Buddhas had not noticed.

Yang He's true form is connected to millions of mortals in the main world by blood.

Even if he himself did not think so, the fact is that he is comparable to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and at the same time, he is in charge of the Tree of Myriad Transformations and is also the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.

boom! ! !
Yang He opened his eyes. The Corpse Abandoned Buddha merged into the innate corpse qi body. The change seemed insignificant, but it was also subtly influencing the Corpse Heavenly Venerable hidden deep in the depths of hell!
Even the slightest change after a thousand years could lead to the rebirth and creation of the Corpse Celestial Venerable.

[Deep integration has been completed. The permanent characters <Tai Xu Xun Jie Shi Hai Tian Zun> and <Shi Qi Fo> can no longer be played and have been merged into the new permanent character <Tai Xu Xun Jie Shi Hai Tian Zun>.]

Yang He's cultivation is getting closer and closer to the second realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. Just this two-in-one appetizer alone will save him at least a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

He closed his eyes to communicate with Tang Sanzang, who was in a state of anxiety and regret.

The commotion caused by the immortals and Buddhas was so great that it almost swept across the mortal world. If Yang He hadn't been there, Tang Sanzang would have willingly become food for the immortals and Buddhas, just to let the people return to their normal lives.

After comforting Tang Sanzang, Yang He summoned the control panel again before the lightning tribulation had completely dissipated.

[Consume 1000 points of Insight to select a character for deep fusion?]

"We must hurry. If the immortals and Buddhas are so heartless as to use mortals to threaten Tang Sanzang, Elder Tang might give up on his own initiative."

"Select [Netherworld Patrol Sea Ghost Yuan True Lord] for deep fusion."

The instant Yang He made his decision, an extraordinary phenomenon that even the Twenty-Four Heavens could not conceal descended, and Mount Qianyuan unconsciously rose a hundred meters higher.

The ground writhed, and a chilling wind, accompanied by mournful howls, ravaged the land.

As Hongfu Temple grew further away from the neighborhood, cracks appeared in the blue bricks, seeping out viscous black water, which quickly formed a turbulent river.

The ground collapsed as if rotting flesh and blood, and a pale arm emerged from the crack, its knuckles twisted and its nails black, scratching at the air.

The solemn Buddha statue in the temple was twisted, its lowered face split open, and the corner of its mouth was torn to the ear, revealing layers of sharp teeth.

The underworld swept around Hongfu Temple, with corpses scattered among the trees.

"Well."

Kassapa Buddha felt a sudden, inexplicable urge, and his supernatural powers became unstable. He couldn't help but exchange a glance with Khrushchev Buddha.

Something's wrong! ! !
Kassapa Buddha gazed at Yang He, and the mighty Nine Turns of the Yellow Springs returned to his body.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? How could Yang He be related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

puff! !

Kassapa Buddha coughed up blood, and countless maggots crawled out of his mouth, along with the eight immortals and Buddhas responsible for Tang Sanzang's life, who were struck by lightning.

They clutched their chests, the aura of the Void frantically eroding their organs.

The Nine-Bend Yellow Springs surrounding Hongfu Temple is not only an unusual phenomenon, but also a manifestation of the Yellow Springs of the underworld, imbued with a strong sense of returning to the void.

The aura of the Void is the test of the three-in-one Ghost True Lord.

Under normal circumstances, Yang He would be severely injured even if he didn't die, and the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field would have to experience another collapse of heaven and earth. However, he had eight older brothers to take on the aura of the Void.

"Hahaha."

Yang He laughed heartily as his flesh and bones continued to rot and regenerate.

He absorbed only one or two tenths of the aura of the Void, leaving the rest to the immortals and Buddhas. He single-handedly dragged eight others of the same realm down with him, allowing Ghost True Monarch to undergo a complete transformation.

Tang Sanzang also felt incredibly refreshed and even hoped that Yang He would give him a push.

It could be said that Tang Sanzang was somewhat corrupted by Yang He.

"No rush, no rush, the main dishes have just been served, not the main courses yet!!!"

Yang He gritted his teeth, enduring the torment of pain, and looked up to wait. According to the increase in spiritual vision, this grand feast could not be without a Primordial Golden Immortal (Saha). The old cunning fellow was still observing.

Ha ha.

Are you afraid of my identity as the younger brother of Buddha Shakyamuni?

Yang He intentionally accelerated the speed of the deep fusion, and the eight immortals and Buddhas could no longer maintain their human forms, transforming under the erosion of the aura of the Void.

Roar!
Kassapa Buddha's body swelled, with heads growing from his spine; the longevity immortal's blood vessels and meridians grew infinitely, forming a giant locust tree; the skeletal structure of the Buddha Kṣitigarbha remained constant, but his flesh and blood continued to proliferate.

Yang He sneered, noticing that three elderly people from the immortal and divine side were also affected.

They are Qingling Tianjun, Danling Tianjun, and Yuanling Tianjun, respectively.

Yang He had never seen the three people in their true forms, but how could he not have heard of the Five Elders of the Four Emperors and Five Elders? They were all at the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortals, but their avatars were only at the level of Daluo Golden Immortals.

The remaining two are Ratnasambhava Buddha and Ratnasambhava Buddha.

The Eight Immortals, acting as backup, looked extremely grim, clearly not expecting Yang Hehui to be so resolute. Three of the elders had not originally planned to show themselves, but their identities were unexpectedly exposed.

"pity."

Yang He shook his head regretfully. It was a pity that the three elders were unwilling to resist the aura of the Void in their true forms; otherwise, they could have attempted to complete the ten-in-one fusion of the Immaculate Buddha.

"With only the current eight brothers, the integration of the Immaculate Buddha is really a bit of a stretch."

"Let it go."

Yang He didn't want to take any risks, as his true body's bones and flesh were already sufficient for Tang Sanzang's rebirth.

"kindness?"

"Wait, something might change."

His expression was one of surprise. The sky above Chang'an was filled with swirling clouds and blinding Buddhist light approaching the mortal realm. The Primordial Golden Immortal behind him finally appeared!
"Amitabha!!"

A murmur echoed for miles, and the branches and leaves of the grass and trees stretched upwards in a neat and uniform manner.

"Yang He, opportunities may be available to many, but no one can monopolize them."

"Do you even know you're wrong?!"

The sky is cracked.

A rift that stretched across the sky opened from east to west, and brilliant Buddhist light poured down, illuminating Chang'an as if it were cast in gold.

The clouds transformed into a vortex, and the all-encompassing Dharma body slowly descended.

Yang He had already seen the Dharma body in advance through his spiritual vision. It was over ten thousand feet tall, wearing a five-Buddha crown and a celestial robe adorned with jewels. Behind its head was a primordial halo that underwent endless changes whenever it rotated.

Its face was blurry and indistinct, except for its eyes, which were like the sun and moon suspended in the sky.

His left eye was filled with compassion and tears, while his right eye blazed with fury.

Li Shimin sat slumped, blood already seeping from his ears and nose, yet he stared intently at the Dharma body, his voice hoarse as he asked, "What... is this Buddha?"

As if responding to Li Shimin, Yang He muttered to himself, "The Buddha of Sandalwood Merit."

Sandalwood Merit Buddha

The information revealed by the spiritual vision could not be wrong. The handwriting made Yang He lose his senses. Wasn't Tang Sanzang conferred the title of Sandalwood Merit Buddha after his journey to the West?

Yang He could sense that 99% of the aura of the Void was being borne by the Dharma Body, while the immortals and gods such as Kasyapa Buddha were panting heavily in a sorry state.

"Yang He, do you know your mistake?!"

Yang He's expression was strange; the Sandalwood Merit Buddha was clearly related to Tang Sanzang.

Their auras are connected, and it seems that... if one is harmed, the other will be harmed as well.

At least for now, it's a lose-lose situation.

"So another bro's here? Hehehehehe."

(End of this chapter)