Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Chapter 510 Who told you that the Jiejiao immortals cannot be killed?
Wanglong Island.

A fairy island above the South China Sea.

The island is full of lush trees, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and has a strong spiritual energy. Fairy deer can often be seen running in the woods and walking in the mist, creating a peaceful scene.

Deep in the island, four Taoists in Taoist robes sat beside a clear spring, drinking tea and discussing Taoism, looking like gods.

"Good tea, Brother Huang's tea is truly wonderful. Drinking a cup can extend your life by ten years. This time when we are discussing Taoism, I don't have any presents to give." A Taoist praised.

"Of course. This elixir of life tea is made with the hearts and livers of a hundred children. It condenses the children's energy, spirit and vitality, so it is naturally wonderful." Another Taoist said.

"That's right. The older a mortal gets, the dirtier his body becomes. The innate energy he brought from his mother's womb is gone, and all he has is the smell of grains and cereals. It's really uncomfortable to eat." said another Taoist.

"If my three fellow disciples want to eat it, after I become the water god of Guanjiang River, I will ask the mortals living near Guanjiang River to offer sacrifices to me every year. Then, will you still worry about not having a child's liver?" The last of the four Taoists said with a smile.

The last Taoist priest was named Huang Yan. He had an elegant appearance, three long flowing beards, a bright Taoist robe, and an immortal demeanor, making him unique.

If I hadn't heard their conversation with my own ears, I would never have associated him with such a shameful thing as eating a baby's heart.

"That's right, I'll have to rely on Senior Brother Huang when the time comes!"

The other three Taoists said in unison.

"No way. You and I are from the same sect, so we should share the blessings. Even if it is a magical treasure from heaven, we should share it." Huang Yan said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Huang is righteous." The other three laughed.

"God, help me!"

At this moment, a voice full of fear sounded in the sky.

Huang Yan looked up and saw the crab monster flying towards him in panic from a distance. His face was full of fear and his brows were slightly furrowed. He waved his hand and a powerful immortal force shot into the sky, which caught the crab monster in mid-air and grabbed it on the ground. He said, "What's going on? I just asked you to destroy a village on earth, why are you in such a mess?"

"Goddess, please save me! That village is unusual. There is a barrier set up. I, a little demon, cannot break through it for the time being. I have to use a secret method to flood the village. But before I can break through it, a man and a woman appear. The woman is okay, but the man has powerful magic. I, a little demon, am no match for him. I beg you, Goddess, to save me." The crab demon said fearfully.

"The opponent's strength is above yours, how can you escape here?" Huang Yan looked down at the crab monster with his eyes slightly lowered.

"It's the little monster that runs away fast." said the crab monster hurriedly.

"Stupid, you're the one who led people here." One of the three Taoists nearby laughed contemptuously.

"Forget it. He's just a fool. Do you really expect him to achieve anything extraordinary? Besides, isn't it a good thing for others to volunteer to die?" Another Taoist laughed.

"That's true." Huang Yan smiled when he heard it. Just as he was about to speak, a domineering aura suddenly surged above Wanglong Island. He saw a tall figure descending from the sky, stomping down with a powerful foot, and the tremendous magic power pressed down. The void was turbulent, and countless trees were shattered.

The expressions of Huang Yan and the other three suddenly changed. They all rose into the air. Immortal energy surged around them. The light and shadow on their bodies transformed. Four ferocious Dharma images condensed, golden light shone, and the aura of the laws vibrated, filling the void.

The powerful Golden Immortal can use the law of heaven and earth to manifest his law, and his external appearance is like a piece of heaven and earth, majestic and vast.

And to condense the virtual image of the Dharma in this way is something that only a Xuanxian can do.

In other words, these four people are all Xuanxian.

Ji Ren glanced at the four figures. Although they were wearing Taoist robes, they all had ferocious faces and carried evil spirits. They were riding on mounts respectively, namely Bi'an, Suanni, Huabanbao, and Zhenneng.

I also know the identities of these four people.

"Are you Ji Ren, the third-generation chief of the Chan sect of this generation?" Huang Yan looked at the faint lines on Ji Ren's forehead and said with a look of fear on his face.

It turned out to be him? Was he prepared?
"So what if you're the third-generation chief? Based on seniority, you have to call us uncle-master! Breaking into uncle-master's cave without permission, is this the rule of the Chan sect?" A Taoist beside Huang Yan said with a look of contempt.

“Rules are for humans, not for animals. I was curious about how a tiny crab monster could stir up so much trouble and kill the water god of Guanjiang River. It turns out that you are backing them up. That’s not surprising. The Four Saints of Jiulong Island, oh, no, you have been driven out of Jiulong Island, and now you should be called the Four Monsters of Wanglong Island!” Ji Ren glanced at the four people with contempt.

Jiulong Island is one of the most famous paradises in the East China Sea, with rich and prosperous spiritual energy.

Since ancient times, there have been two major sects of disciples from the Jiejiao sect practicing on it.

One is from the lineage of the Plague God Lu Yue, and the other is from the lineage of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island.

The plague gods of all generations and the Four Saints of Jiulong Island live on it.

But there is a huge gap in strength between the two sects.

The Plague God Lü Yue's Dharma image is seven colors, while the Four Saints of Kowloon Island only have five colors, and are relatively weak among the five-color levels.

It was fine at the beginning, but later, as the Plague God's lineage grew stronger and had more and more disciples, it naturally began to squeeze the living space of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island.

This generation of the Plague God has entered the Golden Immortal stage, and his cultivation is no less than the Eight Golden Immortals of Kunlun, while the four in front of him are still Mystical Immortals. The difference in their cultivation is obvious, and they are not on the same level at all.

Therefore, when the God of Plague entered the Golden Immortal Realm, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island simply gave away all their territories as a dignified way of exiting.

The combination of these four people changed from the Four Saints of Jiulong Island to the Four Immortals of Wanglong Island.

However, Ji Ren felt that referring to the four of them was a bit of a disgrace to the term "immortals", so he changed it to "four demons".

"You little beast, you're looking for death!"

Hearing Ji Ren mentioning the time when he left Jiulong Island, the four demons of Wanglong Island were all furious. Abandoning their ancestral heritage was a great shame in both the fairy world and the mortal world. Ji Ren's words now were like rubbing salt into their wounds. Yang Jue, who had the hottest temper among the four demons, had bloodshot eyes. A ray of light flashed in his hand, and he threw it casually, which turned into a stream of light and hit Ji Ren. It was golden and dazzling, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Ji Ren was unable to dodge for a moment and could only watch the light hit him. However, before the light could hurt Ji Ren, a proud dragon roar sounded from his body, and a ferocious dragon shadow flew out of his body and bit the yellow light. Only then did the true appearance of the yellow light appear, which was actually an ochre-colored spirit bead.

"Evil beast, return my treasure to me!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Jue was furious. He slapped his hand out, revealing a huge and overbearing handprint. The handprint was heavy, and rich earth element power surged, like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

The other three of the four monsters on Wanglong Island also took action. A magic sword flew out of Huang Yan's hand, and the other two Taoists threw out a magic bead at the same time, which turned into two streams of light and hit Ji Ren. They were powerful and murderous. The void was slightly turbulent. The terrifying power raged on Wanglong Island, rocks flew, and the earth shook.

However, when he saw two more beads flying towards him, the dragon on Ji Ren's body couldn't help but feel happy. Two heads grew out of thin air on its neck, and it turned into a three-headed divine dragon. It swallowed the two spiritual beads one by one into its mouth, and with a long roar, the domineering dragon power was released, and the monstrous murderous aura rolled out, as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened.

Yang Jue's giant handprint and Huang Yan's flying sword were equally vulnerable in front of the three-headed dragon.

The four demons' faces changed drastically, revealing shock.

“It’s a top-level spiritual treasure of the Heavenly Dao.” Huang Yan’s face looked grim. A top-level spiritual treasure of the Heavenly Dao, with such a treasure in hand, how could the four of them be Ji Ren’s opponent?

Thinking of this, Huang Yan wanted to start a conversation to soften his attitude. At the moment, Ji Ren had no evidence, so the truth was still on their side.

But before Huang Yan could speak, Ji Ren grabbed the body of the three-headed dragon with one hand, and the three-headed dragon immediately turned into a three-pointed, two-edged sword, with murderous aura surging and precise. Ji Ren held the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand and chopped it down with force, using the strongest sword he had ever chopped out since he started practicing. The sword light was domineering, cutting through the void and forcefully slashing at Yang Jue.

Yang Jue was terrified, and his magic power surged, condensing his Dharma image to the limit. The golden light was shocking and indestructible. Any random strand of power was enough to kill an ordinary immortal.

But with this one blow, it was all in vain!
The double-edged sword fell, blood splattered, and a good man's head fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yan was even more shocked and angry, "How dare you break the killing precepts and kill my Jiejiao Immortal!"

(End of this chapter)