My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 297 How dare the way of heaven restrain Xuanzun?
【298】How dare the way of heaven restrain Xuanzun?

There are poems:
First there was Panxuan and then there was Tian, ​​and Hongjun was even after Panxuan!
Pan Zun swung his ax to open the world, and the sun and the moon appeared at the first division of Hongmeng!

Xuanzun created the Dao and began to be happy, and the Dao just turned into thousands!

From then on, the way of heaven is like a shackle, and only Xuanhong can be free!
In the beginning, the way of heaven was nothing more than a cloud of purple emptiness, not very powerful. The Heavenly Lord Jiuxuan and the great god Pangu opened up the world and opened up the vast universe together, and then the way of heaven gradually took shape, with three thousand avenues, eight hundred side doors, and another three thousand eight hundred. The majestic purple qi, implying the three thousand and eighth ways of heaven, can become holy!
At this point, all living beings in the endless sky will be governed by the way of heaven!
None of the methods cultivated can escape the control of the three thousand masters and the eight hundred sects!
The more orthodox the formula, the higher the constraints on human nature.

But at the beginning of the chaos, the beginning of the prehistoric era, the shackles of heaven were not strong at that time. At that time, there were gods and demons everywhere, and there were as many gods and Buddhas as dogs.

If there are more powerful monks, there will naturally be wars, following the battle between gods and demons, the battle between liches, the collapse of the pillar of heaven, and the nuwa mending the sky!

Tiandao realizes that if control is not strengthened, the rule of Tiandao will be threatened one day, so there is a way to confer gods, form a heavenly court, and maintain the rule of the Three Realms!

At this point, everything in the world began to become orderly according to the rules of heaven!
Not only that, but the derivatives of various schools including Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism all aim to teach thousands of living beings to respect the way of heaven.

After strengthening the control of thoughts, the way of heaven has spawned various catastrophes!

To become an immortal, you have to go through the thunder calamity, and to become a god, you have to experience the divine calamity!
The stronger you are, the heavier the disaster you will suffer!

If there are many murders, there will be not only catastrophe, but also inner demons. In short, cultivation is going against the sky, and further steps will be dangerous!
Wanting to live forever is even more difficult!

Back then, Wukong traveled across the ocean and asked him for the magic of longevity, but this magic of longevity is an extraordinary way, surpassing the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, and the mystery of invading the sun and the moon.
500 years later, a thunder disaster fell from heaven,
This thunder is not an ordinary thunder, but the Nine Heavens God Thunder that contains a trace of primordial power!

If you can escape, you will live for hundreds of millions of years!
If you can't hide it, it will be wiped out!

After another 500 years, the Heavenly Dao will send down fire!

This fire is not ordinary fire, not heavenly fire, nor ordinary fire, nor is it the fire of the nether world, it is called "bitter fire"!
The so-called all living beings are suffering, this fire burns from the Yongquan point on the soles of the feet, and penetrates the mud wall of the head.

Another 500 years later, another storm came from heaven!

This wind is not an ordinary wind, it is not the wind from the southeast to the north, it is not the wind from the sky, it is not the wind from the ground, it is called "difficult wind"!
The so-called, people are born with all kinds of calamities, and the wind blows through the dantian, pierces the nine orifices, the bones and flesh are weakened, and the body is self-healing!
Even if these three disasters are avoided, do you really think you will live forever?

Wrong, at most the life span is as long as the sky, but the sky will also age and die!

If you want to be truly immortal and free and easy, you still have a long way to explore!
Back then, Yan Shuo, the Peerless Sword Master, escaped the three calamities, and lived as long as the sky!I want to use the Heaven Punishing Sword in my hand to destroy the Dao of Heaven and become a truly immortal existence!

However, even if he has supernatural powers and unparalleled swordsmanship, he can't do anything to the Dao of Heaven, and after him there are still countless strong men who attack the Dao of Heaven, but they all return in vain!

From the chaos to the present, apart from the fallen Great God Pangu, the only ones who can really feel at ease are Jiuxuan Tianzun and Hongjun Laodao.

Suddenly, the two old voices seemed to merge into one, saying in unison:

"Young man, if you slaughter your life like this, this old man will act for the heavens today!"

Buzz!
This sound seems to be everywhere, pervasive!

After hearing the voice, all the people seemed a little surprised, and kept looking around for the source of the voice!
Acting for the sky?

What a big breath!
What an arrogant word!
Ye Xuan snorted angrily: "Kill the young ones, the big ones will come, kill the big ones, and the old ones will come, you Zangshen clan are really descendants and grandchildren, endless!"

"Then I'll kill them all, so what can you do?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were like two beams of light, he stomped his feet fiercely, the rainbow light all over his body became more intense, as if an earthquake had struck the whole earth, people on the ground had numb legs and couldn't stand steadily.

"Pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Xuanzun's voice roared out like thunder, and everyone felt their ears roaring, so they quickly covered their ears and rolled on the ground!
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Hahahahaha..."

Two laughter, one hearty and one dry sounded at the same time.

At this moment, two clusters of thick fog suddenly appeared above the sky, one black and the other white. These two clusters of thick fog covered up the brilliance of the sun.

"Young man, you are also a master of the generation, but you are so cruel and perverse, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

After the words fell, two figures gradually emerged from the two groups of thick fog, old-fashioned, with white beard and hair.

One was surrounded by a cloud of black clouds, holding a black gold crutch!

One was covered with a cloud of white clouds, holding a white jade walking stick!

Slowly walking towards Ye Xuan step by step from the sky, as if there was an invisible step in the sky.

"That's... Eighth Uncle and Ninth Uncle!"

Zang Shen's people were shocked when they saw the faces of these two people, and their whole bodies showed ecstasy.

It's really a road that never ends!
The rich heritage of the Zangshen family is reflected here, because even they themselves don't know how many masters are hidden in the Zangshen's ancient pavilion.

The two old men, one black and one white, are over 140 years old this year. They galloped in Kyushu more than 100 years ago.At that time, he also assisted the Tianhai family to fight against the Japanese pirates, and established the world, and his relationship with the Tianhai royal family was also extraordinary.

And the black and white duo haven't shown up for more than 40 years. Even members of Zang Shen's clan thought that the two elders might have... ascended to the sky and left, but they didn't expect to be still in the world!

And one of these two is a master of spells and the other is a master of martial arts. Together, the world is so big that there is nowhere to go.

Zang Shen Tiansheng stared blankly at the two old men, rubbed his eyes vigorously, then suddenly knelt down and shouted loudly:

"Zang Shen Tiansheng kowtowed to the eighth and ninth uncles!"

This voice is full of deep sadness, but also full of surprise.

It was as if the wounded child had returned to his father's arms!
"I beg Eighth Uncle and Ninth Uncle to decide for us!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the younger generations of the Zangshen clan knelt on the ground and shouted loudly:
"I beg Eighth Uncle and Ninth Uncle to be the masters for us!"

Their faces were miserable, their voices sobbed, and finally turned into deep anger, staring at Ye Xuan with a fierce look in their eyes:
"Eighth Uncle, Ninth Uncle, it's him who killed so many of our clansman, take revenge for our clansman!"

"Dug out his heart, squeeze his tendons, peel off his skin, and make his life worse than death! The pain is so painful!!"

(End of this chapter)