Mythology

Chapter 539 The Three Pure Ones bestow a Taoist temple

Yang He was suffering from the constant backlash of the aura of the Void.

It would be a lie to say that there were no waves; even with the Tree of Myriad Transformations present, consciousness was like struggling in a turbulent tide.

"But it doesn't matter, this is how it will contain the aura of the Ruins..."

Yang He let out a maniacal laugh, "The crazier I am, the stronger I become! As long as the accumulated aura of the Void is dense enough, I can even bring down a Saint!"

The evergreen tree was growing taller without limit, its branches covered with dense flower buds.

The flower bud is used to contain the aura of the Void, and once it ripens and falls, the damage it will bring to the Heavenly Court will be devastating.

Yang He looked around and saw that, under the persuasion of Daoist Qingfeng, a large number of Daoist children had gathered in front of the Lingxiao Palace. However, they hesitated slightly in the face of the fake immortals and dared not offend the Eight Departments.

But it was only a matter of time before the young Taoist disciples entered the area of ​​the Myriad Transformation Tree.

After all, it won't be long before the area expanded by the Myriad Transformations Tree will cover the main hall, and even if the fake immortal is unwilling, he will have to face Yang He.

"Hehehe."

Yang He couldn't help but chuckle; no matter the angle, he looked like the villain.

He then received a telepathic message from Daoist Qingfeng that tens of thousands of Daoist disciples were heading to Yuanzai Kongshengtian, which was clearly something amiss.

Yang He urged Qingfeng Daoist to stay as far away as possible, while simultaneously activating his Fiery Eyes of Truth.

The tree trunk twitched, and then countless eyes popped out. With the blessing of billions of spiritual visions, Yuan Zai Kong Shengtian's current situation was clear at a glance.

What comes into view is a colossal, flesh-and-blood statue of a god, and deafening chanting.

The mountain of corpses piled up at the feet of the statue were all Taoist boys going to their deaths. Even Yang He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at such a scene.

The surviving Taoist boy had a blank expression and mechanically kept kowtowing.

"Shakyamuni..."

Yang He realized that the Medicine Buddha's appearance in the Heavenly Court was not only to help Zhunti seize the throne, but also to prepare for the arrival of Shakyamuni.

Instead of panicking, he laughed even louder.

Having already established himself in the Lingxiao Palace, gathering enough manpower would not be a problem. Therefore, he did not need to hesitate when facing Shakyamuni. Having the aura of Guixu could at least threaten Shakyamuni.

"Buddha, as your brother, I'll definitely give you a big gift!!!"

With a thought, Yang He conjured a piece of coral-shaped amber within his Niwan Palace.

Coral Amber

[Originally part of the Biyou Palace, a sacred site of the Sages, it contains a wisp of the soul of the Tongtian Sect Master. Consuming it allows one to comprehend the Heavenly Dao.]

With a slight thought, Yang He crushed the coral amber into powder, and then the soul aura of the Tongtian Sect Master flowed into Sun Wukong's body through the Myriad Transformations Tree.

Sun Wukong was also being eroded by the aura of the Void.

"Disciple, move closer and closer to the location where the aura is being guided."

Compared to Yang He, who still retained consciousness, Sun Wukong acted almost instinctively, trusting the faint five-colored escape light that included himself.

Yang He has been pondering coral amber lately, and has even carefully reviewed his memories.

He was certain that he had never obtained any similar object from beginning to end; the coral amber was clearly something he had brought with him when he returned to the main world.

Considering the inexplicable familiarity with the Three Pure Ones, Yang He suspected that the Three Pure Ones had already been successfully reincarnated and might even be alive in the timeline of the main world, which was a way of hinting at himself.

"If we can really acquire Biyou Palace, our chances of facing Shakyamuni will increase by 30%."

"If it doesn't work..."

"Hehe, if it doesn't work out, we can just annoy Shakyamuni. At worst, we can give up the world of legends. Anyway, we've already reaped most of the benefits."

According to the location of Biyou Palace sensed by the coral amber, it is not far from Sun Wukong and belongs to the shallow layer of Guixu, so the danger is far lower than expected.

Rumble.

At this moment, the second layer of the eighteen heavens of the Form Realm, the Taiji Mengyi Heaven, was already covered with cracks, and the Void Yueheng Heaven had completely disappeared into the depths of the Returning Ruins.

Fear spread in the Heavenly Court, prompting more Taoist disciples to sacrifice their lives.

The chanting of scriptures gathered into a magnificent sound wave, which made the fairy island tremble slightly.

The Medicine Buddha showed no joy whatsoever, his face grim as he gazed at the Myriad Transformations Tree, his resolve unshaken even in Lion Camel Ridge.

Yang He's every move seemed random, but in fact, they were all interconnected.

"The Outer Heavens... Has Yang He gone mad? Guiding the aura of the Void into his body, his intelligence couldn't possibly be preserved. How can he possibly contend with the Buddha?"

The Medicine Buddha couldn't see through Yang He and a sense of unease crept in.

As the branches and leaves of the Myriad Transformations Tree swayed, the aura of the Void continued to accumulate, creating a hazy chaos around the tree trunk.

“Zhunti, it seems we have underestimated Yang He.”

The Medicine Buddha no longer refers to the extraterrestrial demons, completely regarding Yang He as being on the same level, and even exerting an invisible pressure comparable to that of Shakyamuni. At least Shakyamuni would not be so ruthless.

The atmosphere of the Ruins had reached a chilling level.

Does he intend to destroy the Heavenly Court? To bring about a great calamity that will sweep across the Three Realms ahead of schedule? No matter how you look at it, it seems like an act that harms others without benefiting himself.

Zhunti's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of fear, "He actually used the aura of the Void like this?! It's utterly unscrupulous."

The Medicine Buddha stared intently at the Myriad Transformation Tree, especially the flower buds on its branches.

“Zhunti, we must nip Yang He in the bud beforehand, otherwise when Shakyamuni arrives, the total amount of accumulated Guixu Qi will be too astonishing.”

"But……"

"There's no 'but,' Zhunti. You are a saint, why be so timid?"

Zhunti's heart skipped a beat, but he argued, "Shakyamuni has boundless supernatural powers. We just need to stay calm, and everything will settle down."

"Zhunti."

Medicine Buddha suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as a knife piercing Zhunti, "You are like a mortal from head to toe. If you continue like this, even if you complete your fruition, you will never be able to step into the realm of sainthood again."

Zhunti was speechless, a deep sense of crisis filling his heart.

After a moment of silence, the Medicine Buddha finally chose a compromise: "Neither the Jade Emperor nor the Queen Mother of the West would willingly give up the Heavenly Court. Even if they have gone mad, they will still protect the Lingxiao Palace."

His words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Zhunti's head, instantly sobering him up a bit.

Zhunti took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his distracting thoughts. "Medicine Buddha, you are right. I was attached to appearances. In that case, I will go to the Lingxiao Palace myself."

“Excellent! As long as the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West awaken, they will surely be able to stop the Tree of Myriad Transformations.”

"clear."

Zhunti no longer hesitated. He believed that Bhaisajyaguru Buddha was the most suitable person to guard the statue of Shakyamuni in order to prevent Yang He from using a feint attack.

A flash of Buddhist light emanated from him, transforming into an inconspicuous stream of light.

Yang He noticed Zhunti brushing past him and deliberately avoided the area around the Myriad Transformation Tree, silently heading deeper into the Lingxiao Palace.

"That's a good idea..."

Yang He snorted coldly, but it was too late to stop Zhunti.

On the one hand, he cannot affect anything outside the range of the Myriad Transformations Tree; on the other hand, the aura of the Void is out of control and could explode if he is not careful.

"They underestimated the amount of Void energy the Tree of Myriad Transformations could contain, and they took themselves too seriously, cough cough cough..."

Yang He's body and soul were in disarray, and his roots actively extended into the depths of Lingxiao Palace, a gesture that also served as a reminder to Yunxiao and the others to leave as soon as possible.

He glanced at the Ruins of Return, where Sun Wukong was already close to the source of the aura.

From Sun Wukong's perspective, it seems as if he is traveling aimlessly, with the endless darkness remaining unchanged, except for a slight fluctuation in his spiritual vision.

"But it's just... Biyou Palace!!!"

Through his spiritual vision, Yang He sensed an indescribably enormous object. The size of Biyou Palace far exceeded that of ordinary objects, so large that it seemed to have no boundaries, like garbage stuffed into the Ruins of Return, constantly decaying and multiplying.

The main body is a nauseating dark red, interspersed with twisted coral structures.

Its surface is covered with honeycomb-like holes, and thick blood seeps out from time to time. It also resembles a reef, which barely matches the impression of Biyou Palace, which is a naturally formed Taoist temple.

The corpses and spirits of the Three Pure Ones have been reincarnated, and their sacred sites are now in ruins.

Its influence on spiritual vision is less than that of a quasi-saint.

Sun Wukong surveyed the Biyou Palace, barely making out the outlines of some of the buildings: broken jade pillars, crumbling palace walls, twisted eaves…

Completely crushed and embedded into this living mass of flesh and blood.

"This thing is alive."

Yang He noticed that the polymer was wriggling, and each rise and fall caused ripples in the aura of the Void, with various limbs occasionally emerging.

Biyou Palace seems to be bound by some kind of constraint, trying to break free and complete its transformation.

However, each attempt ended in failure.

"Biyou Palace was clearly sent here on purpose. Who exactly are the Three Pure Ones reincarnated? Upon careful consideration, no one fits the bill."

Yang He controls the branches of the Myriad Transformation Tree to nurture seeds.

At the cost of damaging some of the roots of the Myriad Transformation Tree, a seed resembling a white dot was born, which took root and sprouted on the surface of Biyou Palace.

"It's all thanks to Elder Tang, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to refine Biyou Palace."

[Number of permanent characters: 4]

He was unaware of Tang Sanzang's current situation, but at least the story was beginning to be completed with difficulty, though at a much slower pace than the group of four.

[The ruins of Biyou Palace: Originally the Daoist temple of the Tongtian Sect Leader, it was later stripped away due to the erosion of the Guixu aura and has shown a tendency to reactivate since falling into the Guixu.]

[Should a permanent character, <Biyou Palace>, be created?]

"determine."

[The permanent characters <Wanhua Tiandaochang> and <Biyou Palace> are compatible and meet the fusion requirements. Would you like to spend 500 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

"determine."

hum.

A piercing roar echoed in Yang He's mind, and the Myriad Transformation Tree, which had already grown to its limit, grew even taller and stronger.

This means that the amount of primordial energy that can be contained will also increase.

The ruins of Biyou Palace were subsequently reduced to ashes.

"kindness?"

Yang He was quite astonished. After the ruins of Biyou Palace disappeared, a mass of flesh and blood was slowly exposed inside. It had also once been a Taoist temple, and a plaque was still hanging in the ruins above.

'Tushita Palace'

Yang He was stunned. If the appearance of Biyou Palace in the shallow layer of Guixu might be a coincidence, then Biyou Palace and Doushuai Palace together could only mean that the two temples were gifts from the Three Pure Ones.

[Should I generate a permanent character <Doushi Palace>?]

[The permanent characters <Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dojo> and <Dou Shuai Palace> are compatible and meet the fusion requirements. Would you like to spend 500 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

"determine."

Yang He could also enter and exit the Jade Void Palace, which meant that the Three Pure Ones' Daoist temple was almost within reach.

"Who exactly are the Three Pure Ones?!"

Jade Void Palace: 1/1 (0%)

As Yang He stared at the sect's historical records, strange phenomena began to appear deep within the Lingxiao Palace.

boom! ! ! !

An infant's arm suddenly pierced through the thick fog, the arm measuring a full kilometer, its skin inscribed with incredibly intricate and profound Daoist principles.

A beam of divine light shot into the sky, accompanied by more than a dozen exclamations.

You can recognize Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao; the rest of the voices are chaotic. The ten sons of the Yang family must also be cooperating with them. The backlash will be enough to make them suffer.

"Wow wow wow."

The baby's cries echoed throughout the heavens, causing the celestial light to become unstable, with bubbles of varying sizes rising and bursting, subtly affecting everything in the Lingxiao Palace.

Wherever the bubbles reached, tiny baby arms emerged and covered everything.

The oppressive aura, comparable to that of a quasi-saint, was unleashed, and Yang He immediately understood Zhunti's scheme. The Jade Emperor was most likely a reincarnation of Zhunti, who wanted to use the already insane emperor to deal with him.

"Damn it, it's hard to say whether this thing is even the Jade Emperor himself!"

boom! !

The Jade Emperor was even more impatient than expected, and slammed the giant baby's arm down heavily.

This caused large sections of the tree's branches and leaves to break off.

The aura of the Void leaked out, but it was drawn back into the Myriad Transformations Tree before it could get out of control.

Yang He grunted, and then he heard Zhunti's voice in his ear, "Extraterrestrial demon, hand over my position as soon as possible, otherwise you will suffer a fate worse than death when Shakyamuni descends."

Zhunti paused for a few moments and added, "Even if you are immortal, you should still consider your fellow practitioners in Heaven, such as Yunxiao. You should remember that."

Upon hearing this, some of the flower buds on the branches of the Myriad Transformation Tree began to bloom.

Zhunti believed he had grasped Yang He's weakness and actively suppressed the Jade Emperor. He continued to patiently persuade him, saying, "I will also receive the Dao Fruit of Jieyin, and even the previous grudges can be forgiven. I will offer it to Shakyamuni at the Wanhua Heavenly Dao Temple."

Yang He did not respond to Zhunti's meaning. In fact, he was far from being at his wit's end. Even if he reshaped his body and soul, he would still have the strength to fight. However, he would have to give up the accumulation of the aura of the Void.

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

"Using the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field to counterattack? That's possible."

"However, the combination of the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, Biyou Palace, and Doushuai Palace is not enough."

Jade Void Palace: 1/1 (0%)

[Would you like to consume 1 point of Spiritual Vision to enter Jade Void Palace?]

Zhunti flashed to the top of the roof of the Lingxiao main hall, wanting to observe Yang He's chaotic Dao heart up close, but it all happened in an instant.

"determine."

Time seemed to stand still as Yang He stepped out of the current situation.

Please select the Taoist temple where you hold a position at Yuxu Palace.

To Yang He's surprise, there was only one Jade Void Palace Taoist temple. In the past, without exception, all the sect's stories involved choosing from three positions.

[Preaching Hall: You are a true disciple of the Jade Void Palace, ordered to protect the Primordial Celestial Venerable in his seclusion for transcendence. This is a critical moment; even Mount Kunlun is rising from the ground.]

How could Yang He not recognize the Hall of Preaching? Although he had never been there, the Hall of Preaching in the Jade Void Palace was clearly the place where the Twelve Golden Immortals held their meetings, and it was also the place closest to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable within the Daoist temple.

"It seems that the Primordial Celestial Venerable already knows that I will go to the Hall of Preaching when I transcend, and he is probably already waiting for me in the sect's annals."

Yang He felt a surge of excitement; the answer to the question of the Three Pure Ones' reincarnation was right before his eyes.

"The Three Pure Ones' Daoist Temple is deeply integrated into the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Daoist Temple. It seems a waste to use this to kill Zhunti. Unfortunately, Medicine Buddha is not fooled at all."

"Enter Jade Void Palace."

"Wait, I'll be right back."

(End of this chapter)