Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 375 Zhunti's Defeat, Bodhi's Plea for Mercy, A New World Begins

The Buddha, the Jade Emperor, and all the gods and Buddhas paled. This was the hand of a saint, indestructible and eternal, yet it was as if made of paper under that person's feet, crushed to pieces with a single step!

The owner of that Buddha's hand, Zhunti, one of the two Western Saints, also had a solemn expression, and his pure Bodhi heart was beating wildly at this moment.

Suddenly, a young man appeared before them, dressed in white, like a scholar, with eyes like stars and the moon, like a supreme ruler who governs all living beings and rules over all the heavens and myriad worlds.

Although situated within the universe, it is like a supreme, noble, and divine being looking down upon all; though confined within the realm, it is in reality transcendent.

Even the illusory figure of Zhunti in front of him paled in comparison in terms of bearing.

Zhunti's illusory figure looked at Gu Ming with great surprise and confusion. Since the Investiture of the Gods, he and the other saints had been ordered by the one in Zixiao Palace not to set foot in the Three Realms at will, and not to interfere with the Three Realms as saints.

Therefore, he was merely a phantom stepping into the sky at this moment. Even so, he was still frantically making empty promises to the Heavenly Dao and making a series of small grand vows in order to barely release the power of a saint.

Even though it was a projection, and only a portion of the power of a saint, Zhunti was confident that he could deal with all the anomalies within the Three Realms. After all, below the saint, all are ants!
But the person in front of him not only easily blocked his attack, but also exuded an aura that he couldn't fathom.

Zhunti reached out and summoned the Seven Treasures Tree, which transformed into a beam of seven treasures and came into his hand. Zhunti cautiously asked, "Which fellow Daoist are you incarnated from? Please tell me."

Yes, Zhunti used the term "fellow Daoist," reflecting the arrogance of a sage. While there may be differences in strength among sages, they do not regard any living being below the sage level.

Just as Zhunti asked the question, all the immortals and gods couldn't help but look over, they were also very curious.

However, on the Lingxiao Palace, a certain immortal suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Wait, isn't this the person who taught him the Longevity Qi Refining Technique back then?

How come in just over ten years, this person is directly confronting a saint? No, this world is too crazy.

Gu Ming laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist? You bully the weak! You don't deserve to be called one!"

The faces of all living beings in the world changed drastically, and an endless chill surged in their hearts. No, how dare they speak to a saint like that? Is he really that brave?
The Jade Emperor was also sweating profusely. How could such a person have appeared in the world? It truly opened his eyes. But soon, the Jade Emperor let out a "Huh?"

He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen him before. He vaguely remembered that when he watched the Heavenly Court's military parade, he saw such a soldier in the crowd.

Zhunti's expression changed drastically. Wasn't speaking like that a direct slap in the face?
Then, with a compassionate expression, he said, "Fellow Daoist, your heart is filled with demonic thoughts and your behavior is unrestrained. Since that is the case, let this humble monk act on behalf of Heaven."

Having said that, Zhunti held the Seven Treasures Tree, unleashing its seven-treasure divine light as it swept towards Gu Ming. The illusory image of a sage holding the image of a sage attaining enlightenment—what power that was!

Even though the immortals and gods were not within the range of this light's attack, they couldn't help but feel boundless fear. They thought to themselves, "Now there's absolutely no surprise, unless a saint of the same level intervenes, or the person in front of us is a saint."

Whoosh! Swish!
The Seven Treasures Divine Light sped along, collecting everything in its path, and in an instant arrived in front of Gu Ming, intending to take him in.

boom!
Gu Ming retaliated. He was unarmed, yet he swept across with his bare hands, displaying a fierce and domineering aura that exuded an air of invincibility and the ability to sweep away all opponents.

"How laughable! You actually dared to try and shake this humble monk's Seven Treasures Tree with one hand! Fellow Daoist, you are destined to suffer this calamity!"

Zhunti's gaze was calm, revealing a sense of confidence. The next moment, his eye twitched suddenly, as if he had seen something terrifying.

when!
Gu Ming's large hand covered the Seven Treasures Divine Light, shattering it completely. He then unleashed a fist light, which generated Dao light, and countless Great Daos condensed here, pressing down on Zhunti.

With a deafening roar, Zhunti felt the attack, which was enough to make even a saint like him tremble. He hurriedly used the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand to defend himself, and then a sound of shattering seemed to resound throughout the world.

At this moment, all the Buddhists felt a sense of loss.

Zhunti was forced back tens of millions of miles, and countless illusory images of this saint followed, seemingly about to dissipate at any moment.

In an instant, the world fell silent, and no one dared to speak. This was a saint, yet he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage in a head-on confrontation!
At this moment, countless sacred gazes were cast upon it, and all the great supernatural beings in the world came to see it, although most of them might not be able to see the good in Buddhism.

But if Zhunti were to lose, that would be even less of a prospect for them.

In the Tushita Palace, Laozi's expression was solemn, while Zhenyuanzi in the Wuzhuang Temple looked wary.

Inside the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars, the Bodhi Patriarch's Bodhi Heart trembled even more as he looked at Gu Ming in disbelief.

How could he not recognize that a divine being from beyond the heavens had descended to this world and landed on this person? Therefore, when he was in a state of extreme stillness, he felt a stirring within him and imbued him with a Bodhi Dao aura to protect the great secret within him.

But the person who was once nothing more than an ant in his eyes has grown so much.

"Is a great change about heaven and earth? Is the world where that divine creature once resided going to come to my Three Realms?"

Bodhi Patriarch couldn't help but have wild thoughts and felt a sense of unease.

Soon, amidst a cloud of dust, Zhunti, who had been knocked away, got up again. However, he didn't care about the disheveled state of his illusory figure and paid no attention to himself. Instead, he was busy looking at the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand.

Then a barely perceptible crack appeared on the Seven Treasures Tree, which shocked and angered Zhunti.

This was his treasure that led to his enlightenment. Its original form was the Western Gengjin Bodhi, which was refined by combining gold, silver, lapis lazuli and other seven treasures. It was closely related to him, but now it has been broken. How could this not break his heart?
Conversely, if Gu Ming broke his very treasure that led to his enlightenment, then how powerful must Gu Ming be!
Before he could think it through, another beam of light shot out, vast and unmatched.

"They're fighting, what are you standing there for!"

Gu Ming's light laughter rang out, and Zhunti suddenly looked up. But before he could react, the light of the fist grew larger and larger in his pupils, eventually blasting him to annihilation, leaving only the Seven Treasures Tree in place.

Gu Ming stepped through the air and with a wave of his hand, the treasure of a saint landed in his hand. After playing with it for a few moments, he lost interest.

He then casually tossed this coveted treasure to his son as if it were a child's toy.

"Then, I'll use it for self-defense."

In an instant, all the immortals and gods were momentarily stunned into silence, and then they all looked at Chen Jiangliu with envy. Damn, having a good father really makes a difference. The treasure that a saint would use to attain enlightenment was so easily obtained by him.

Sun Wukong looked at Gu Ming with complicated emotions, finding it hard to believe that this was the same person who had tried to steal his martial arts techniques from Five Finger Mountain back then. The pretty boy, on the other hand, silently pondered that following Chen Jiangliu seemed to offer great potential! Gu Ming then laughed and said, "Have you had enough fun? If you have, I'll take you home. This is the first time you've been away from home for so long, and your mother misses you terribly."

Chen Jiangliu was engrossed in examining the treasure in his hand when he heard Gu Ming's words. Remembering Gu Ming's earlier display of power and skill, he didn't respond. Instead, he said with a hint of resentment:

"Father, you have such abilities, yet you never taught me them before."

Gu Mingxin thought to himself, "If I had taught you, how could I have watched this good show today? I only made this dumpling meal for you because of this dish of vinegar."

Then, with a profound tone, he said, "The time is simply not right yet."

Chen Jiangliu pouted again and said, "I don't want to go back. This is my first time out, so I definitely want to play a little longer. Besides, I used to be idle, but now I've found a new goal."

“Sure, my son. Tell me, what are your goals?”

"I want to go to the Western Paradise, become Buddha, and print Buddhist scriptures!"

Chen Jiangliu's words were concise and to the point. At that moment, the Buddha, who was sitting on the nine-petaled golden lotus, trembled and subconsciously wanted to get up to offer his seat. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

"Ignorant brat, how dare you insult Buddhism! Die!"

Just then, thunder suddenly roared in the sky, and endless tribulation clouds gathered, only to be completely dispelled by a golden Buddhist light.

But then a gigantic Buddha face appeared in the chaos of the heavens, with twenty-four heads and eighteen arms. It was the true form of the sage Zhunti!
The Seven Treasures Tree was the treasure through which Zhunti attained enlightenment. Since sages are closely connected with heaven and earth, the breaking of the Seven Treasures Tree not only angered Zhunti but also angered heaven and earth!
Therefore, instead of blocking Zhunti, they let him come!

All living beings in the world had their own doubts, but Gu Ming looked into the distance with great interest. Ordinary people could only see the image of Zhunti, but he was different.

His vision was so far-reaching that he took in the five majestic figures in the Three Realms, Heaven, Hell, Chaos, and even the other five in the Outer Heavens, who were even more imposing than Zhunti.

Then the enormous Dharma image entered the world, and rays of spiritual light flew into its body. It was seen that it held a necklace, an umbrella, a flower garland, a fish intestine, a golden bow, a silver halberd, a white battle-axe, a banner, a blessed vajra, a precious file, a silver bottle and other items, and was infinitely majestic!

"To give my sacred artifact to a mere child? How laughable! I can summon it with a wave of my hand!"

Zhunti's twenty-four disciples all showed anger and sneer, then one of them waved his hand and a thunderous voice rang out: "Come!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiangliu's heart tightened, and he quickly grabbed it tightly, fearing that the Seven Treasures Tree would fly away. However, after a few seconds, Chen Jiangliu looked at Zhunti in confusion and said, "Hmm, why is there no movement?"

Zhunti's face twitched, feeling that he was losing face.

Strange, very strange. He could clearly sense the existence of the Seven Treasures Tree, yet he couldn't activate it at all.

He immediately roared, "Even without the treasure for proving your Dao, I can still annihilate you with a wave of my hand!"

Without saying another word, he launched a fierce attack with the dignity of a saint. His eighteen hands held different magical treasures, bursting with precious light, holy light, and Buddhist light, and he smashed them fiercely towards Gu Ming.

All the immortals and gods who had experienced the Investiture of the Gods silently swallowed their saliva, recalling that the Sage Zhunti had used this very form to fight against the Tongtian Sect Leader in the Investiture of the Gods.

This shows that the saint was truly serious and genuinely enraged. Chen Jiangliu's father, who appeared out of nowhere, had no chance of survival under this divine presence!
Gu Ming chuckled, as if strolling leisurely, and calmly walked towards the image of Zhunti. As Gu Ming approached step by step, the infinite precious light diminished, as if Gu Ming was born to restrain them.

Tatata!
Footsteps echoed between heaven and earth, clearly resonating in everyone's heart, giving them an endless sense of oppression, including Zhunti.

He went from anger to disbelief, then to horror, and finally to fear!
Saints are immune to countless calamities, live in harmony with the world, and can even survive the destruction of heaven and earth. Yet, at this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of death from Gu Ming!
Gu Ming slowly raised his hand and gently slapped the other hand.

boom!
The precious light shattered, and the twenty-four Dharma forms were destroyed with a crash. The indestructible holy body was actually shattered under a single slap. Zhunti coughed up countless drops of holy blood, and his aura was extremely weak.

He cried out in terror, "How could this be? Jieyin, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, save me! This person is a variable, a huge variable! Teacher, save me!"

Suddenly, auspicious clouds and auspicious omens filled the sky and earth, and a strange fragrance wafted through the air. A Taoist priest appeared, holding a bamboo staff, followed by five other figures.

Hongjun looked at Gu Ming with deep apprehension in his eyes. Compared to the other six saints, he had the highest realm, but the higher his realm, the more he felt in his heart that the person in front of him was endless.

Therefore, Hongjun had no desire to fight Gu Ming, after all, a single blow could shatter his holy body.
He said, “Fellow Daoist, my disciple is unruly. Please forgive him. How about I take him away and teach him properly?”

Gu Ming chuckled: "What's wrong? You were so reckless and unreasonable when you attacked my son, but now that you see I have a bigger fist, you're acting like this. Don't you think that's inappropriate?"

Hongjun's expression remained unchanged, but the five saints behind him had slightly somber expressions. Hongjun was the embodiment of heaven and earth and their teacher, yet he was being slighted, which made the five saints feel bad.

Especially Jieyin, whose original sorrowful expression turned into one of anger, seemed to be ready to go to war with Gu Ming.

Snapped!
Another crisp sound rang out, and a bright red handprint appeared on the face of Jieyin behind Hongjun. Hongjun and the five saints were both shocked and furious, but in the end, none of them dared to speak.

Gu Ming was truly unbelievable. He was right in front of them, yet he slapped Jieyin without them even feeling it. How could they dare to provoke him?

Hongjun was also in a dilemma at this moment. Seeing that Gu Ming was unyielding, he didn't know what to do.

"Fellow Daoist, are you truly unforgiving?"

After a long while, Hongjun asked again, but before Gu Ming could answer, a beam of clear light flew over, revealing the white-haired and bearded Patriarch Bodhi.

Many people of lower levels in the world were puzzled, after all, they did not know the identity of Patriarch Bodhi. However, those who knew his identity were also surprised that he had come, as this was a high-level situation.

Then Bodhi Patriarch cautiously said, "Fellow Daoist, Buddhism has some connection with me. May I relinquish this?"

After he finished speaking, even the Six Sages of Hongjun looked strange. No, what level are you? You dare to come and plead for mercy? Are you worthy?
To the surprise of all the saints and immortals, Gu Ming actually agreed!
In an instant, all the immortals and gods in the world were shaken, their eyes fixed on Patriarch Bodhi, as if they wanted to remember him firmly.

Bodhi Patriarch straightened his back unconsciously, a feeling that was even more comfortable than when he achieved quasi-sainthood.

(End of this chapter)