Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Chapter 528: Destiny Seal
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

Beneath the waters of the South China Sea, deep within the underwater spiritual veins.

Ji Ren sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing upwards, practicing his profound skills and absorbing spiritual energy from all directions.

It was not as difficult for him to enter the water as it is for ordinary humans. On the contrary, his aura was much stronger in the water than on the shore.

If he had not revealed his aura, even a Golden Immortal would have had difficulty discovering him.

And if he were to reveal his aura, it would be as if the entire ocean was him, omnipresent and vast.

The vast spiritual energy surged in the spiritual veins, and the power of water element continuously poured into Ji Ren's body from all directions. Its degree of power had completely exceeded the limit that a True Immortal could drive, and even exceeded the limit that a Mystical Immortal could reach.

But under Ji Ren's guidance, these forces ran in an orderly manner in a special way, and finally turned into a palm-sized square seal. On the seal, the essence of water veins surged continuously, and turned into a mythical beast. It was neither the real dragon of the jade seal, nor the common beasts such as the Chihu on the official seal, but a black tortoise. It just looked a little empty, as if it would dissipate at any time, but it still exuded an oppression that could not be looked directly at.

The aquatic creatures around felt this breath, and although they didn't understand why, they were all trembling with fear. They looked in Ji Ren's direction with expressions of awe, as if they were worshipping a king.

Surrounded by spiritual energy, Ji Ren's body was buzzing with immortal power, and one could faintly hear the sound of raging waves coming from him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Ren suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes. The light of the CCP Gongfa in the Prime Minister's Palace was shining. What was particularly noticeable was that a square ink platform about seven feet high had appeared under him. It was looming, exuding a hint of the Taoist rhyme of the Immortal, and had a strong pressure.

The moment Ji Ren opened his eyes, the watermark in front of Ji Ren, which was originally a little vague, suddenly solidified and formed a dark green square seal. The statue of Xuanwu on it was lifelike, as if it were a real Xuanwu. Although it looked very honest, it exuded a heavy and murderous aura from head to toe, which made people afraid.

In the palace of Prime Minister Ji Ren, the inkstand beneath the statue of Gonggong suddenly rose to a height of eighty feet, and the pressure became even greater.

When Ji Ren saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face. The spiritual energy around him was buzzing, and a rich fairy energy emanated from his body, feeding back to the heaven and earth. The rich spiritual energy that he had absorbed before was dissipated to the outside world.

Countless aquatic creatures around were rejoicing, absorbing the spiritual energy, and looking in the direction of Ji Ren. They no longer had any fear on their faces, but instead showed admiration and respect, as if they were worshiping a god.

Ji Ren smiled lightly, exhaled a breath of turbid air, controlled an area of ​​water, and with the help of good luck, the speed of practicing Gonggong Dharma increased greatly. With the help of the elixir from Yuxu Palace, it only took less than three years for him to easily cross the threshold of the ninth level of True Immortal. Now he has reached the peak of True Immortal and is only half a step away from becoming a Mysterious Immortal.

But this half step is also a chasm.

When a monk practices, there are three major transformations in his life level.

The first time is from mortal to immortal, the second time is from Xuanxian to Jinxian, and the third time is from Jinxian to Daluo.

Each transformation is completely different, and it can be said that they are not the same life species.

But this does not mean that the thresholds for other realms are not high.

Especially the prerequisite realm of Xuanxian and Jinxian.

There are five realms of immortality, each with nine levels.

Yuanxian sheds his mortal body and condenses his soul into a primordial spirit, which can then leave the body and break free from the constraints of the physical body.

A true immortal has a clear understanding of his true self and the true meaning of heaven and earth. With just a move of his hands and feet, he has extraordinary power and can move mountains and fill the sea with ease.

Xuanxian has insight into the mysteries of heaven and earth and masters countless wonderful methods. He is mysterious and wonderful, and all the supernatural powers are contained in one heart.

This is the understanding of the cultivators in the three realms, but for the true disciples of the three religions, the most important thing in the Xuanxian Realm is not how many magical powers you have mastered, but to forge an immortal foundation.

Only by condensing the immortal foundation of Tao can one enter the Golden Immortal and achieve true immortality.

The immortal Taoist foundation is externalized as the Taoist platform.

This is similar to the realm of marquis in the mortal world.

The difference is that in the mortal world, the three realms of the marquisate are silver, gold, and jade, while the immortal Taoist platform is three-color, five-color, and seven-color.

For a True Immortal to become a Mysterious Immortal, he must first forge the phantom of the Taoist platform that will form the foundation of immortality.

Concentrate the true meaning you have realized in the true fairyland, and then turn the virtual into reality.

It takes an ordinary immortal about a hundred years to condense a Taoist platform phantom of ten feet in size.

To become a Xuanxian, one needs a Taoist platform shadow that is at least three meters high.

If one wants to become a Golden Immortal, one must have a Taoist platform phantom that is seven feet high.

Otherwise, no matter what Dharma form you have, you will never become a Golden Immortal. According to Zhenren Huanglong, if you don’t have a top-grade Dharma form or a seven-zhang Taoist platform, it is better to scrap it and rebuild it.

Gonggong's Dharma image broke through quickly, and Daotai's virtual image condensed quickly.

Especially above this vast ocean, there is a blessing of good fortune.

It took others hundreds of years, but Ji Ren reached a height of seven zhang in just a few months.

If Ji Ren wanted to enter Xuanxian, he could do so now. But the Daotai phantom was the key to Xuanxian cultivation, and even affected future battles in Jinxian, so the higher the better.

Ordinary people might be limited by their talents, appearances, or resources, so they would be delighted if they could reach seven zhang, but Ji Ren would naturally not be like that.

Nine is the maximum number. Theoretically speaking, nine zhang high is the highest.

It has to be at least nine zhang, and it would be best if the limit could be broken.

Although the shadow of Yang Jian's Dharma image is only three meters wide, the shadow of Gonggong's Dharma image is already eight meters wide, which undoubtedly makes Ji Ren very happy.

According to this trend, Jiu Zhang will be safe. If it doesn't work out, he can wait until the Peach Banquet to use the peaches, this magical treasure of heaven and earth, to complete the key breakthrough.

After a sigh, Ji Ren turned his attention to the watermark in front of him.

The gods of mountains and rivers protect an area, and the heaven and earth also give back by lending part of the power of heaven and earth to the gods of mountains and rivers.

Before the Heavenly Court truly ruled the Three Realms, there were many creatures born from nature. They occupied the mountains as kings and occupied the water as masters. They then condensed the essence of the mountains and water veins, and then transformed them into the Mountain God Seal or the Water God Seal, which could command the mountains and rivers and had incredible effects.

Like in Journey to the West, Sun Wukong’s cultivation is far superior to that of several mountain gods, but he is almost unable to move because of the pressure from Mount Tai, Mount Emei, and Mount Xumi. However, the mountain gods can easily move the mountains away. Why?
It means holding the seal of the mountain god and having the authority of Shinto.

Now that the Heavenly Court has been established, the divine seals of the famous mountains and rivers within the Three Realms are all under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. Logically speaking, the Water Divine Seal condensed by Ji Ren should be invalid, but somehow, Ji Ren feels that his Water Divine Seal is more powerful than the one managed by Guan Yan, and it can continue to grow.

It was just a matter concerning Gonggong. Jade Ding Zhenren was in seclusion and Ji Ren had no one to ask. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anything, so he simply threw the Water God Seal into the Second Phase Palace and played with Gonggong's Dharma image.

After doing this, Ji Ren came out of the water, pushed by the water flow, as if seeing off the king.

Ji Ren came out of the water with his clothes not wet at all.

"Young Master, has your divine power reached a new level?"

Just after coming out of the water, there was already someone leading an army waiting on the surface. The leader was none other than Zhang Sheng, one of Ji Ren's six generals.

Seeing Ji Ren coming out, he hurried forward to greet him.

"Not yet? That is Xuanxian, the third realm of immortality. How easy is it to enter?" Ji Ren chuckled.

"It is certainly extremely difficult for others, but for you, young master, it is a piece of cake." Zhang Sheng complimented.

Ji Ren chuckled and was about to speak when he suddenly frowned, sensing the gathering of evil spirits from the north and the deafening sound of killing, his eyes suddenly focused.

"Another demon invasion?" Looking at Ji Ren's expression, Zhang Sheng's face suddenly tensed. In the past three years, both the Haishui area and Guanjiangkou have not been peaceful.

Demons frequently caused chaos, burning, killing, looting, and committing crimes at will.

It can't be killed, it can't be wiped out.

If it weren't for the formation bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva and Ji Ren's bravery, Guanjiangkou would have been breached long ago.

"As expected, senior brothers, please don't leave the city and mobilize the Grassroots Divine Army. Since you dare to come, then stay." Ji Ren had a cold expression on his face, without any fear at all.

He was stationed at the mouth of Guanjiang River and directly controlled the Hai water area, but how could the people of Jiejiao just sit there and watch him develop?
These true disciples were afraid of the Pangu Banner and dared not take action openly, but some of them had many ways to obstruct Ji Ren's cultivation and interfere with Ji Ren's luck.

All the demons in the world obey the orders of Jiejiao.

At the command of Wuyunxian and Ma Sui, countless aquatic creatures in the Hai water area rebelled and disobeyed Ji Ren's orders. The major tribes either pretended to obey or tried to protect themselves. The demons in other waters also attacked.

The Golden Immortal did not show up, but at least several hundred Xuan Immortal monsters appeared, lurking under the ocean, stirring up trouble, and fighting a guerrilla war with Ji Ren.

If Ji Ren did not have the appearance of Gonggong, and if he did not become three times stronger than a real dragon after entering the water, even if he had the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, he would still be defeated by these immortals and demons.

But even so, there were several times when we fell into traps and had to fight desperately to avoid overturning.

After all, wild monsters that can cultivate to the level of Xuanxian have more or less magical powers to protect their own lives, but Ji Ren is not a Xuanxian yet.

This is also the reason why Yang Jian’s Dharma image can have the phantom of a three-meter-high Taoist platform.

For the past three years, Ji Ren has been killing every day.

It was a great fight.

Ji Ren galloped towards the direction where the murderous aura came from. Just as he arrived, he saw a blood-red sword energy falling from the sky, full of murderous aura, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood were pressing down on him.

Ji Ren's face tensed, and he raised his three-pointed, double-edged sword to resist head-on, blocking the sword energy head-on, but he was still uncontrollably knocked hundreds of feet away.

(End of this chapter)