Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 140

As soon as Yuan Hong and Erlangshen met, they fought endlessly like thunder and fire that day. Yuan Hong's cultivation was all behind this physical body. Yuan Hong who lost his physical body was like a toothless tiger. Linked to his name, he became a waste.

For thousands of years, he practiced eighty-nine profound arts day and night, but the body transformed by the primordial spirit has progressed slowly. The body of the arm-armed ape in the past can be described as a rapid progress, but now this divine body is like an eleven-way bus Usually, he was decadent countless times, and how many nights he shed tears in front of the 34th layer of heaven.

At first he hated Nuwa, but later he stopped hating. Time has diluted all the hatred and hatred. He prayed to the sky countless times, hoping that Nuwa would give him back what he had lost.

Until one day, Nu Wa really appeared in front of him and said to him, "Yuan Hong, do you regret it?"

Yuan Hong said without hesitation to Nuwa that he knew he was wrong, and at the same time asked Nuwa for his own body, but he didn't want Nuwa to just shake his head and said: "It's not enough, your disaster has not been over yet, and if you don't, then Wait, I will return my body to you at the next catastrophe."

After the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the fourth catastrophe of the Three Realms broke out. The beginning of Journey to the West was the beginning, and the end of Journey to the West was the beginning. He waited and waited until now, another millennium.

The bell outside the West Heaven Gate suddenly rang, and the sound of the horn spread throughout the three realms. Immediately, Zhenjun Erlang frowned and said, "Yuan Hong, you are also an immortal in the heavenly court. Now that the three realms have suffered a catastrophe, you are not on the list of expeditions. , I, Yang Jian, are here, and now the battle is imminent, the battle between you and me, for the time being, write it down, if I, Yang Jian, don't die, I will decide the outcome with you."

Yuan Hong stopped suddenly, and a young figure appeared in his mind. At that time, he was still an ordinary ape. One day he saw a child in a cave with a book in his arms. What is recorded in the book is the Bajiu Xuangong.

He sneaked a look at the Bajiu Xuangong under the eyes of the Western Zhunti sage, and then put the book back into the arms of the young child.At that moment, the child seemed to have smiled at him!

Seeing that he fell into silence, Yang Jian stopped speaking, but flew towards the West Heaven Gate with a white cloud.

When Yang Jian arrived at the West Heaven Gate, he frowned. Those mortal Jianghu warriors stood there in a mess.

The only good place among them is the camp composed of mortal Confucian disciples.Because it is the orthodoxy of the heavenly masters, Confucianism has cultivated hundreds of heavenly immortals in just a few hundred years without external interference, including dozens of Taiyi true immortals, and Daluo golden immortals. people.

Yang Jian silently returned to his subordinates, which was a lineup composed of twelve hundred grass head gods and six Meishan monsters.

This time the commander was not Li Jing, the famous king of Tota in the Three Realms, but a man named Cao Cao. He divided the heavenly soldiers and generals into four groups, and they were commanders Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, and Lu Bu respectively.

Among them, he personally commanded a miscellaneous army composed of Sanxian and warriors, mixed with the personal guard army commanded by Yang Jian, Nezha and others as the central army.

He sent out the four-way army, but no one knew where they were sent. He led the Chinese army to Xitian himself. There were 30 people in the middle army, thousands of them were Sanxian, Tens of thousands of warriors are warriors, including hundreds of warriors of Da Luo Jinxian, and dozens of warriors of quasi-sage level.

The rest of the people are all heavenly soldiers and generals. Cao Cao is worthy of being a handsome talent. Although he commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals for the first time, he was very handy. The army marched and soon came to the front line.

Just when Buddhism repelled a wave of invasions and really dealt with the battlefield, Buddhist Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appeared one after another, killing an arhat whose name or body was split in half, or who was pierced by a sword. , Bodhisattvas, etc. were super-duped into reincarnation, and went to re-cultivate.

Xitian was originally a pure land in legends, a holy land that everyone yearns for, but now it has become such a battlefield filled with gunpowder, which really makes people sigh.

Lin Daoru's disciples in Tianshi Palace are all led by Lin Haoran, who was transformed into his body, but he himself stays with the six-eared macaque, Wukong and a few others, and the quasi-sage Da Luo Jinxian such as Dugu Qiubai.

Among these people, there are Lin Daoru's juniors, his disciples, his disciples and grandchildren, his son, and his wife.

With more or less help from Lin Daoru, their cultivation bases have steadily improved, and each has a good cultivation base. Coupled with their status as warriors, they are naturally ranked at the top.

These days, Lin Daoru's mind has been very complicated, he was confused between the life and death of his disciples and their morality, but later, Li Qingshan, who was the head of the sect, encouraged his disciples to completely dispel his doubts. Confused: "When you come here, you must work hard to kill the enemy, and don't want to lose the reputation of my Confucianism. Since the founding of this religion, it has always upheld the spirit of the patriarch's chivalry first and life after death."

Chivalry comes first, life and death come second, memories flooded out of Lin Daoru's mind like a tide, thinking back to the stone tablet on Zhengqi Mountain back then.

A knowing smile appeared on Lin Daoru's face, and finally he was completely at ease, closed his eyes slightly, and started to practice.

His realm is already high and profound, and once he calmed down to cultivate, he immediately refined the aura of the flat peaches and fine nectar jade liquid he ate in his body, and the crazy progress in his cultivation quickly attracted the fire of True Immortal Taiyi. Jie, the fire came from the Niwan Palace. Lin Daoru did not use the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu to overcome the robbery as before, but let him burn his soul with the fire, but he did not see any damage, but he became condensed.

The calamity fire burned for a long time, but Lin Daoru couldn't help it, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated between the heaven and the earth. This time, Lin Daoru didn't have the slightest rebellious emotion in his body, so he couldn't help but be angry with the sky. Doubts arose from the calamity, but after thinking about it carefully, I understood roughly that the first calamity among the three calamities was thunder calamity, and this thunder calamity came from heaven, which was a test of the way of heaven, and the second calamity was The Fire Calamity, however, is born from the heart of a person, and it is born in the Niwan Palace, which only burns the soul and flesh of a person. However, this Fire Calamity is not a catastrophe from the sky, but is born from the heart of the person.Whether this fire can hurt a person is not the power of the fire, but the fear of disaster in people's hearts. If you are afraid of him and subconsciously think that you have been hurt when the fire is on your body, then It is the real harm. If you are not afraid, there is no harm there.

If people have the desire to escape, they can dodge it by using profound kung fu and Taoism, but because he firmly believes that he can dodge it, he also dodges it.But after all, it is not the way of a warrior. The six-eared macaque, Lingming stone monkey, etc. have profound skills to use, but the mortal Dugu Qiubai and others do not. The catastrophe, this was able to survive safely.

(End of this chapter)