The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Fengdu, between the worlds of Yin and Yang, swims in the underworld.

Once upon a time, Fengdu only referred to the ten halls of Yama, the six realms of reincarnation, the eighteen floors of hell, and other places where the underworld was located, and it did not fully exist among the underworld.

Nowadays, the Buddhist world is pressing harder and harder, Buddhist soldiers and Asuras are gradually closing in, and Fengdu City has finally taken hold, becoming the last line of defense beyond the ten halls of hell and the eighteen floors of hell.

There are ghosts and shadows in Fengdu City, which is like a big city in Nanzhou. Countless souls who have not yet reached the time of reincarnation stay here, just like the world, living here, just waiting for the ghosts to call their names.

At this time, Fengdu City was full of turmoil. Countless ghosts hid in the houses and shivered. The streets were full of running ghost soldiers. The basically useless city walls were engraved with layers of symbols.

Yama of the ten palaces, ghost emperors of the five directions, judges from all walks of life, and ghost messengers from all divisions are all wearing armor and carrying spears at this time;

Underworld ghost cultivators, lonely ghosts, and a few human monks who came to help when they saw the injustice were gathering on the top of the city, looking at the wilderness outside Fengdu.

This endless field is densely covered with a layer of golden light, and all the Buddhist soldiers holding weapons are in sight, and there are several places covered in blood clouds, which are so conspicuous in the golden light.

King Qin Guang came in a hurry and landed on the top of the city, surrounded by all the figures.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you found help?"

"Don't worry, everyone!" King Qin Guang said before he could breathe a sigh of relief, "I have already sent the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun from Guanjiangkou to help. The Zhenjun said that as long as I wait for half a day, he will show up and relieve the siege of Fengdu."

"Half a day? Why half a day?"

"Didn't your empress tell me not to disturb Zhenjun?!"

Qin Guangwang sighed: "If the mother blames the crime, I will bear the blame with all my strength; if you do something extraordinary in an extraordinary time, if Fengdu is lost again, we will really have nowhere to turn around. Half a day is what the true king needs to return from the sea of ​​chaos, alas..."

"Our Yan Jun is really useless!"

"Hmph, the Jade Emperor and the Buddhist sect simply want to destroy us and take away the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk!"

"Everyone, be vigilant. It's best if they don't come to attack for half a day...I'll go and report this to the empress first."

All the people in charge of the underworld looked tired and watched King Qin Guang fly into Fengdu, whispering to each other.

Counting the time, the next round of offensive by Buddhist soldiers is coming soon.

Half a day, whether it's long or not, it's not short, it's best to be like the previous few times, don't make any big mistakes...

Outside the city of Fengdu, surrounded by Buddhist soldiers.

A young monk in white sat on the back of a divine beast, closed his eyes and thought, and recited scriptures.

Suddenly, the divine beast sat down and opened its eyes, snorted twice to the young man in white, and said: "Bodhisattva, all the underworld ministers on the top of the city are talking about defending the city. It only takes half a day, and they will have strong reinforcements coming here."

"Strong aid?" The young man didn't open his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do they still have that way of strong aid?"

"Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, Yang Jian," the beast replied, "From what they said, Yang Jian is quite familiar with Empress Houtu, and will return from the sea of ​​chaos in half a day."

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes. In the left eye, there was endless brilliance congealing into eight rings, and in the right eye, there was endless space and darkness that seemed to be able to swallow ten thousand dharmas.

Ksitigarbha and his divine beasts, listen carefully.

"If this is the case, it will be troublesome," Dizang murmured, "Yang Jian's strength has long been able to compete with the two leaders, but I can't afford to provoke him. Forget it, let me ask Lingshan, if they want to continue fighting, they can only take Fengdu City in half a day."

"Bodhisattva, if Yang Jian returns, we will be implicated."

"How about being involved, so what if not being involved?" Dizang chuckled softly, and the white cassock exuded a faint glow, "They put me here, isn't it just to deal with the situation at this time?"

Di Ting was speechless for a moment, and Ksitigarbha raised his hand to form a complicated Buddhist seal, lit a golden light in it, and then slapped the Buddhist seal away.

After a short while, the sound of bells and drums sounded from Lingshan, the Buddha's light lingered, and figures walked back and forth.

Half an hour later, another golden light swept out from the Lingshan Mountain, penetrated into the earth, and searched for the Netherworld.

King Ksitigarbha got the decree from Lingshan, sat on Diting's back, held his chin in a daze for a while, and finally just recited the Buddha's name, showing a little bit of unbearable.

Raising his left hand, it attracted a lot of Buddha's light, and dropped a white jade-like palm towards Fengdu City.

The palm wind rolled up layers of waves, disrupting the situation in the Netherworld.

The sound of chanting resounded in all directions, and countless Buddhist soldiers looked firmly ahead at Fengdu City. The six-character mantra of Buddhism echoed everywhere, making the Buddha's light on the Buddhist soldiers even brighter.

"Take this city, save the boundless souls, empty the eighteen levels of hell, and achieve supreme merit."

There were no thunderous shouts of killing, nor the sound of drums or horns to coordinate the army. Millions of Buddhist soldiers marched forward in a mighty manner, and the formation was not chaotic at all.

Relatively speaking, the hundreds of thousands of Asuras mixed in the Buddha soldiers array were much more noisy.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves gradually arose in Fengdu City. All the ghost soldiers knew that the enemy was approaching, but none of them retreated before the battle.

In fact, most of the team members in the underworld came from the tribe of the Wu tribe of Empress Tu Niang, and the blood of the Wu tribe flowed in their bones.

At this moment, it was time for a decisive battle, and six of Yama of the Ten Palaces directly tore off the high crowns on their heads, raised their weapons, and released their aura.

Then I saw that bull-headed and horse-faced protruding three-headed and six-armed judge, the iron-faced judge was carrying a double-bladed axe, the blue-faced Yan Jun actually had fangs hidden in his lower jaw, and the originally delicate and thin scholar took off his jacket to reveal a body of iron and steel.

"Just wait until the real king arrives."

"I haven't fought against anyone for so many years, I think you have forgotten your clan's warfare."

"I am absolutely not worthy of being a witch clan, so I have to stay in this place where the sun never shines, and wash away the countless murders my clan committed back then."

After several long whistles, a breath that had never been seen in the underworld surged from the top of Fengdu City.

Among the tribes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Houtu branch was guarding the underworld, and withdrew from the Lich War ahead of schedule. This branch's combat strength was relatively complete.

Although Houtu didn't show up, all the Houtu tribe from great witches to war witches are here, and there are even a few old people who have only held minor positions in the underworld.

This is their last hole card, and it is also the hole card that will only be revealed when they are cornered.

The blood of the witch clan is almost drained, and they can't stand the damage; but the Buddhism has already bullied them, and they have no way out except to give it a go.

An old monk sighed: "The underworld has been occupied by such evil spirits all year round, tormenting all beings and accumulating killing karma, it is really distressing."

"Ridiculous!" The five-foot-tall Taishan King pointed at the old monk and scolded angrily, "It's really hateful for you to confuse black and white! I will definitely bring your soul later, and let you suffer from the so-called torture in your mouth!"

"Amitabha," the old monk sighed, floating cross-legged in mid-air, reciting scriptures, but ignored it.

The front end of the Buddhist soldiers array was only a thousand feet away from Feng, the sound of chanting suddenly became louder and more urgent, and countless Buddhist soldiers started to run wildly at the same time, rushing towards the city wall of Fengdu City like a tide.

On the head of the city of Fengdu, the king of Chujiang, who was dressed in green clothes and long robes, was majestic and not to be taken lightly. He raised his sword and scolded in a cold voice:

"Buddhism is deceiving people too much. The underworld is the root of the samsara of life! If you make a big offense today, if there is a difference in the six reincarnations, you can bear it!"

Another Shatuo sneered and said: "The poor monk came here to protect the six realms of reincarnation. The six realms of reincarnation is my Buddhist doctrine. You should retreat quickly and return the six realms of reincarnation to the original owner!"

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

"Why are you talking nonsense with them! Just kill!"

Om——

Suddenly, the sound of the Buddha's horn exploded in the sky above Fengdu City, and the entire Netherworld seemed to be trembling.

On the top of the city, all the masters belonging to the Yin Division roared in unison, half of them jumped down the city wall, summoning ghost soldiers to line up against the city wall;

When the Buddhist soldiers approached, the King of Chujiang pointed his long sword, and hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers above the city drew their magic weapon longbows, and ghost talismans condensed into blue flame arrows.

"Let the arrow!"

Arrows were like a shower of arrows, and the Buddha soldiers fell down in rows; but waves of Buddha light also shot from outside the city. If the ghost soldiers were affected by the Buddha light, their cultivation base would be directly weakened.

As soon as the three waves of arrow rain passed, Buddhist soldiers and ghost soldiers fought hand to hand in front of the city.

The rain of arrows on the top of the city never stopped, and those Wu clan tribes who charged ahead of the ghost soldiers had rushed into the Buddha soldiers and were swallowed by the Buddha's light.

A great battle without killing shouts kicked off with roars from ancient times.

At the same time, the six paths of reincarnation are in front of the disk.

King Qin Guang heard the roar from the sky, couldn't help turning his head to look, and closed his eyes in pain.

With a plop, King Qin Guang knelt down facing the colorful clouds where the six reincarnation disks were located, and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty, if you lose this battle again, the blessings that you sacrificed your life for Honghuang back then will fall into the hands of the Buddhist sect and the Jade Emperor! Please show up and drive the enemies away!"

The six-path reincarnation disc didn't respond at all, it was still spinning quietly, throwing ghosts flying from all over into the reincarnation circle.

"My lady!"

King Qin Guang kept kowtowing, "The real king will arrive in half a day, please show up and drive the enemies away!"

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk remained unresponsive and continued to operate as usual.

After shouting seven or eight times, the bluestone slab was turned into powder, and blood oozed from his forehead. King Qin Guang finally gave up his pleading, sighed dejectedly, and sat there staring at the reincarnation disk for a while.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" King Qin Guang murmured in a low voice, put his left hand on his knee, and slowly stood up.

Yipao was a bit embarrassed, and his face showed a little helplessness, but he could only turn around and leave, rushing to the outside of the city to support.

Apart from leaving a long sigh, he didn't say anything offensive.

King Qin Guang just walked halfway, suddenly a huge white shadow slowly lifted into the sky outside Fengdu City, he looked carefully, but saw that it was a young monk sitting cross-legged, with a calm face, and slapped Fengdu City.

The palm wind pressed down, and the several figures who rushed to meet them in mid-air were directly blown away, and a section of the city wall in the middle of Fengdu City collapsed.

"Amitabha."

King Qin Guang's eyes were wide open, he grabbed two long swords and rushed towards the breach, while the ghost soldiers in the city also rushed to the breach, fighting with the Buddhist soldiers from outside the city.

The killing intent on both sides was strong, when suddenly two long howls came from the sky.

Two Da Luo Jinxians, who were not too conspicuous in the battle situation, rushed directly to the top of the city, shouting angrily to the outside of the city: "Second Master has an order! Those who humiliate the great virtues will be killed without mercy!"

As the voice fell, there was the sound of beating and drumming in the dark clouds of the Netherworld, but two large flags were continuously fluttering, one with the word 'Mei' written on it, and the other with the word 'Yang' written on it.

In the eyes of others, this sentence should be a bit arrogant, but these two flags, which rarely appear between heaven and earth, at this moment have lifted the spirits of all the underworld soldiers and the ghost soldiers of the underworld.

At this time, there must be countless eyes watching the battle here, and the waves caused are really not light.

King Qin Guang raised his head and shouted: "Fellow Taoists, please set up an army in the city! My underworld is full of ghost soldiers, so I dare not waste the real king's soldiers!"

Guo Shen and Zhi Jian looked at each other and nodded each other. Nearly 300,000 immortal soldiers from Meishan fell into the large formation in Fengdu City and quickly formed a formation.

At this time, the ghost soldiers of the underworld are also in an endless trend. After all, the underworld has been operating in the netherworld for many years, and the number of ghost cultivators gathered is huge.

It's just that the Buddha's light restrained the ghosts, and the Buddha soldiers were like puppets, fearless of death, order and prohibition, and the number was always higher than the ghost soldiers, which made the underworld retreat steadily.

The immortal soldiers from Meishan came here just to cheer up the underworld. If there is a battle, the Meishan people who don't even have a quasi-sage master will resist the Buddhist soldiers for a while at most.

But as long as they are here, Buddhism will have scruples.

why?

They were Yang Jian's soldiers, if they slaughtered wantonly, they would really have an undying hatred with Yang Jian; this was the same as knowing that Yang Jian was protecting the underworld and wanted to attack Fengdu City, two different kinds of hatred.

The former is a blood feud, and the latter is just Yang Jian's face.

There is a big battle here, and there will be people watching the excitement everywhere in the Three Realms.

Especially all over the Heavenly Court, those Jiejiao Immortals who are not very courteous, gather together in twos and threes at this time, and friends gather in groups to open cloud mirrors and watch the battle in the underworld.

To put it bluntly, what does Buddhism, Taoism, heaven, and the underworld have anything to do with these gods who were sealed into heaven?

"Yang Jian's friendship with the underworld is so strong?"

Zhao Gongming frowned and thought, then shook his head, "I've never heard of it. Could it be that Yang Jian is determined to oppose Buddhism?"

"There's something to watch in this scene," Qiong Xiao held the wine glass, her face flushed, and she crawled on the table, watching the scene of the battle in the cloud mirror with drunken eyes.

Zhao Gongming frowned and said: "Don't speak sarcastic words. Now that the enemy is in front of us, the Buddhist sect has actually compromised the strength of the Three Realms. His heart is really to be punished."

But Bi Xiao said: "It's not that the Buddhist sect is so aggressive in order to deal with the catastrophe. The Buddhist soldiers they cultivate are all ghosts who have lost their minds. If they are trained a little bit, the combat power of each Buddhist soldier will be improved. In the future, they may become the main force against powerful enemies."

"The main force?" The Holy Mother of Jinling snorted with an unfriendly expression, "Even if my Taoist sect suffers great damage due to conferring gods, it is not something that other Buddhist sects can replace if they want to."

"Hey..." Zhao Gongming stood up and looked in the direction of Lingxiao Palace, "Tell me, what is that guy thinking?"

"The devil knows," Qiong Xiao smacked his lips, "Human beings are the supreme beings in the Three Realms, and we are all under his control. Brother, don't talk nonsense, be careful that His Majesty the Jade Emperor will spank your ass."

Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes, and the God of Wealth in a red robe continued to stop and meditate.

In the cloud mirror, the battle between the Buddhist soldiers and the ghost soldiers is already in full swing, but the defense line of the ghost soldiers is being forced to close towards the base of the city wall.

"I'm afraid these ghost soldiers will not be able to hold on."

"Shall we help them out?"

"Don't make any more trouble," Zhao Gongming said, "wait for Yang Jian to come back, he wants to protect the underworld, and he will be able to protect the underworld...probably."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit sneered noncommittally, and didn't say much.

Two chapters in one, there will be another update later.