Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

"If you slander the Buddha, you will go to hell! Fairy, I remember that you once practiced under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva, so I don't want to argue with you. But today, since you slander the Buddha, I have to argue with you."

The white-robed monk looked down at Guan Yan and shouted at him harshly. Buddha's light shone all around him, and the monks behind him also had Buddha's light rising into the sky.

"Is what I said false?" Guan Yan sneered, "If you want to fight, then fight. Don't say anything more! My Qinglong Army can be defeated, but not surrender!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three thousand Green Dragon soldiers behind Guan Yan roared angrily, their blood was like a dragon, murderous aura surged, and the shadow of the Green Dragon became more and more solid.

If they really fight, she will lose.

But if you are blessed with good fortune, you should fulfill your responsibilities.

"You have fallen from immortality to demonism, and you need to be educated!"

The white-robed monk looked at the military formation that Guan Yan had condensed with a look of disdain. How dare he show off his skills in front of an expert? There was a colorful Buddha light shining above his head, and a thousand-foot golden body was condensing. The Buddha light continued to surge and turned into a mountain, which was about to press down on Guan Yan and the others.

Lingshan suppresses demons.

Guan Yan's eyes were cold and he was ready to fight to the death. At the critical moment, a cold shout suddenly came from the sky.

"Who are you calling a demon? Bald donkey!"

The next moment, a terrifying lightning bolt that split the sky suddenly appeared.

The thunder was so powerful that it rushed towards us like an ancient dragon.

The white-robed monk was caught off guard and never thought that someone would attack him. He only had time to be shocked before he turned into ashes under the thunder from the sky.

The remaining five hundred monks were horrified.

In Luojia Mountain, the ancient Buddha Dipankara stood up in shock, with a look of shock on his face.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat upright on the lotus platform, maintaining a faint smile on her face, unperturbed by fame or disgrace, seemingly unaffected.

Hearing this long-lost familiar voice, Guan Yan's body trembled. She looked at the figure that appeared in the void in disbelief. Then her eyes brightened and she showed an unprecedented surprise.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Ji Ren looked at Guan Yan with a slight smile on his face.

Seeing the familiar smile, Guan Yan's longing for him increased. If it were just the two of them, she would have thrown herself into Ji Ren's arms. But now, in public, she suppressed her longing and said with red eyes, "It's too late. Over the years, the Buddhist sect has disrupted the order of the Haishui area."

"Okay, let's kill first and then reminisce."

Ji Ren responded and then turned around abruptly. The warmth on his face disappeared without a trace, leaving only a cold murderous look. He looked fiercely at the five hundred monks in the distance. The third eye on his forehead widened, flashing purple light. With a glance, he saw through their backgrounds and their luck.

Among the five hundred monks, two hundred had black aura on their heads and were filled with resentment, two hundred had evil aura and lustful thoughts, and the remaining one hundred had the appearance of Buddha but not his heart.

In other words, they all deserve to be killed!

"Ji Ren, you killed my Buddhist monk in public. Are you going to start a war with my Buddhist sect?"

The Buddhist monks also woke up from their initial shock, and a tall monk pointed at Ji Ren and shouted angrily.

Ji Ren, you don't follow the rules.

You have to know that everyone is a person of status and background, so there are rules to follow when taking action.

Now that the Journey to the West is about to begin and the Buddhist destiny is about to arrive, it is reasonable for them to occupy the South China Sea.

Ji Ren's status was also taken into consideration, so everyone only attacked ordinary immortals and gods, but no one attacked people of status like Guan Yan and Zhou Kuan.

That's the rule.

Even though many people here were followers of Dingguang Huanxi Buddhism and were lustful, none of them made a move on Guan Yan.

They thought they were following the rules, but Ji Ren is not following the rules now!
"You broke into my Taoist temple, threatened my fellow Taoists, hurt my people, and asked me if I wanted to go to war with Buddhism. I have heard for a long time that you are a Buddhist who cultivates golden bodies and are as thick-skinned as a city wall. Today, I see that your reputation is well-deserved." Ji Ren sneered and said, "However, if you really must think so, it is not a bad idea. Today, I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and execute you here, give justice to all the creatures in the Haishui area who have been harmed by you, and restore peace to the Haishui area." As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ren suddenly took action, holding the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and slashed down with force. In an instant, the sword light was bright, illuminating the sky.

The monks were even more horrified when they realized the power of the magic sword, but because of the death of the white-robed monk before, they were prepared this time.

They all chanted the Buddhist mantra, and in an instant countless golden lights emanated from their bodies. Golden lotuses blossomed, and the true meaning of Buddhism was condensed on them. The sound of Sanskrit resounded throughout the universe.

A golden body of Buddha ten thousand feet tall condensed in the void, with golden light rising into the sky with overwhelming power.

Ji Ren slashed with all his strength, but was unable to cut it in half. His tremendous power released and swept in all directions.

The monks heaved a sigh of relief when they saw this. They thought that Ji Ren had just killed their senior brother by surprise. Now they were all prepared. Although Ji Ren was strong, how could he kill them? After all, he was just a junior who had practiced for only two hundred years.

However, just as they had this thought, the next moment, a bright blood light suddenly appeared, even brighter than Ji Ren's sword light.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned blood red.

The thick smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood were surging.

The monks seemed to see countless creatures they had killed transformed into evil ghosts and Asuras, pouncing towards them.

The monks were shocked, their minds could not keep consistent, and there was a moment of flaw.

And this momentary flaw is enough to cause their death.

I saw the Abi Sword slashing down, with a thick light of blood. With one strike of the sword, hundreds of monks' heads rolled down, and their blood spilled all over the South China Sea.

In the purple bamboo forest.

The Buddha of Burning Lamp could no longer sit idly by and was about to leave, but before he could do so, Guanyin Bodhisattva took the initiative to stop the Buddha of Burning Lamp and said, "Ancient Buddha, are you going to interfere in the affairs of this young generation?"

"Guanyin, don't forget your identity. You are now a Buddhist Bodhisattva. Those who died now are all my Buddhist disciples!"

The ancient Buddha Dipankara turned around angrily and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

When did her cultivation reach this level?

It's actually no less than him.

"That's right, but there are rules for everything. These are all matters involving juniors. Although the Buddha is compassionate, it is better not to interfere in the affairs of juniors, lest people accuse the Buddha of bullying the weak." Guanyin Bodhisattva calmly returned the words of the ancient Buddha Dipankara.

If it were an ordinary Buddhist disciple, Guanyin Bodhisattva would still have to struggle with it.

After all, she practices both Buddhism and Taoism, so her identity is quite embarrassing.

She doesn’t want to forget her roots, so she cares about Ji Ren, but at the same time, she is also one of the four great bodhisattvas in Buddhism, and Buddhist disciples cannot forget her.

But who are these people?
Are you worthy of being called a Buddhist disciple?
Especially the disciples of the two lineages of Dingguang Happy Buddha and Juliusun Ancient Buddha, all of them died, but Guanyin Bodhisattva did not feel sad.

At most, we won’t applaud because we are all Buddhists.

Looking at the posture of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the ancient Buddha Dipankara narrowed his eyes. He was a little surprised, but it was not completely irreversible. He immediately transmitted his voice into the void.

It’s juniors versus juniors, there are juniors here who can deal with it.

Then I saw a nest under the South China Sea, with birds singing and dancing, the graceful carp spirit dancing lightly, the charming water snake spirit twisting its slender waist, and the clam spirit with snow-white skin, soft as jade and warm and fragrant. It was a real cozy home.

The man surrounded by many banshees was not an elegant young man, but an ugly dwarf, no more than four feet tall, with a face as pale as dirt. At the moment, he was enjoying the attentive service of many banshees, with an expression of lust and beauty on his face.

After hearing the voice transmission, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes. He pushed away the banshees and left the cave carrying a stick.

Then, on another island in the South China Sea, the guardian deity holding a huge pestle that was confronting Zhou Kuan also disappeared without a trace, leaving Zhou Kuan alone. (End of this chapter)