The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

As soon as Xu Boti left, there was no news, and it seemed that he had gone into incognito as Yang Jian said.

The Buddhist sect can't see any changes, and there are no rumors about Xu Bodhi in the world... Originally, many disciples who received the saint were quite low-key, who knows who that Xu Bodhi is?

Yang Jian took the jade talisman and sat on the back mountain all night before he sighed softly.

"It's tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to throw it away. It's really tasteless."

"Master," Zixia whispered from the side, "what a pity to eat and discard?"

Yang Jian crushed the jade talisman, the formation and the method of dissolving the formation recorded in it have been memorized, and it is useless to keep this thing.

"A spiritual fetus that hasn't been born yet," Yang Jian explained lightly, "If you had grasped such a key thing that can be calculated to threaten Buddhism when you were young as a teacher, you would have to plan it carefully and get more benefits. Now, I don't have the interest to do these things."

Zixia smiled and said, "I don't quite understand what the master said, but I feel that if the master wants to use this matter against Buddhism, and I am too lazy to do it myself, I can give it to those forces that are against Buddhism."

Yang Jian looked at Zixia with great interest, and the latter thought that she had made a mistake, so she quickly lowered her head and dared not speak too much.

"Then tell me, in this world, what other powerful forces are opposing Buddhism?"

"This... I don't know much about the outside world. Don't talk about other families. The great prosperity of Buddhism is already established. It will inevitably squeeze the power of our Taoist school. Wouldn't it be good to tell Yuxu Palace about this?"

Yang Jian chuckled suddenly, seeing Zixia's uneasy look, and couldn't help laughing again after a while.

"Master, why are you laughing..." Zixia murmured a little depressed.

She had practiced in Meishan and seldom went outside, but she had only heard about the turbulence in the world, and she didn't have the ability to calculate, and she didn't think about these issues...

"Xia'er, you need to remember," Yang Jian's laughter gradually calmed down, "In this world, there is actually no such absolute opposition as you mentioned, and there is no such thing as good and evil that should be taken for granted."

"Mortals pursue profit, and monks are like that. You see, in the cultivation world, there are often people shouting to eliminate demons and defend the way, but they are most afraid that a word of profit will disturb the state of people's hearts. In the end, it will be nothing but a group of demons dancing around and thieves shouting to catch thieves."

"You haven't experienced too much experience in the world of mortals, and you don't know the greed of the human heart, nor the evil of human nature. If you want to go outside in the future, you really need to be more careful."

After Yang Jian taught his disciples a lesson, he sat there quietly and regained his senses.

"The most rare thing is a close friend of three or five, who share the same interests."

"Master, why is there so much emotion?" Zixia covered her mouth with a chuckle, "It feels like Master has suffered a lot."

"I have your master protecting me, so I didn't suffer much," Yang Jian shook his head slowly, and then said, "But your master will not guard you as a teacher day and night, and your teacher will not stare at you twelve hours a day from now on. You still need to be more careful."

"Got it, Master!"

Zixia really wanted to complain about why Master was nagging so much today, but when the words came to her lips, her little face was a little sad.

"Master, are you leaving Meishan again?"

"Well, I've been at home for too long," Yang Jian said with a smile, "There are still too many things waiting for me to do outside, and the time left for me is always too little."

Zixia pursed her lips, trying to hold back her emotions, smiling at Yang Jian, and ran over to help Master squeeze her shoulders and legs.

"Master, when can I go out to practice and practice? I have stayed in Meishan for too long, and I want to go out for a while."

"Oh? Where do you want to go?"

"Take a walk around Wubuzhou, and then go to the surrounding Great Thousand Worlds. It is said that there are many small Thousand Worlds with picturesque scenery. I also want to experience them."

Yang Jian patted her head with a smile, and quietly wrapped a wisp of profound energy around her spiritual platform.

If Zixia encounters a life-or-death crisis, Yuanshen can flee back to Yang Jian's side with this profound energy, which is equivalent to the apex blood left by Empress Tu Niang on Yang Jian.

"It's best to go with a companion when walking outside," Yang Jian said, "It's a pity that Xiaochan'er and Liuya have already returned to Wa Palace..."

"Master, I'm not looking for people to fight, and I'm not looking for people to fight," Zixia said in a low voice, "Use the method of transformation that Master taught me, and just pretend to be a monk who goes out to relax."

"That's fine," Yang Jian nodded in agreement, "Remember to say hello to Senior Bai Ze before leaving the mountain."

Zixia nodded obediently, and immediately agreed.

Yang Jian saw a little bit of cunning and hope in her eyes, and didn't know what she was thinking, so she went on a tour.

Even so, Yang Jian still ordered: "If it comes to a critical moment, you can report your name and say that you are my disciple."

"I'm afraid they won't believe it."

Yang Jian laughed suddenly: "I almost forgot about it. I will go to Guanjiangkou to bring Xiaotiangou back later. Xiaotiangou must be bored after staying there for a long time. Letting it walk around with you will serve multiple purposes."

"Yes, Master."

Zixia was defeated in embarrassment, Yang Jian said what she said, and nodded in agreement.

She was a little tired, Yang Jian asked her to go back to the courtyard to rest, leaving only Yang Jian in the attic, and it became somewhat deserted.

Roaring dog...

Yang Jian muttered a few times, and couldn't help thinking of the three-pointed two-edged gun that had been buried on the coast of the East China Sea.

The black tortoise was shining brightly, and the little eagle flew out, shouting happily around Yang Jian.

The little eagle's supernatural powers have not yet been revealed, and Yang Jian has not let it do anything; but Yang Jian has already noticed the unusualness of the little eagle... It has absorbed the huge vitality of Kunpeng's corpse to grow to this point. If the little eagle grows up, I really don't know how terrifying it will be.

In comparison, Xiao Tiangou, who has been guarding the avatar all the year round, can't keep up with Yang Jian's progress at this time.

"We should find a way to increase its strength."

Yang Jian rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he hadn't figured out the reason for the stone fetus, and there was another worry.

Let's take these things one by one.

Standing up, Yang Jian's figure rose up in the wind, and after leaving the Meishan formation, he fell directly to a canyon, escaping into the nether world.

He went to Fengdu City first, took the initiative to let out his breath, and the startled Yan Jun came to welcome him.

Yang Jian opened the door and asked sharply, "How's the interrogation going?"

King Qin Guang said: "Zhenjun, the trial is almost done. Even if Zhenjun doesn't come today, I will send his crimes to Meishan in a few days."

guilt?

At first, Yang Jian felt that this was the 'official language' of the underworld, just a habit they used. But when a judge respectfully held up the dossier, Yang Jian opened it and read a few lines, his complexion suddenly darkened.

This old guy, Ran Deng, really has a lot of filth in the dark.

Yang Jian was worried at first whether the Eighteenth Hell could pry Ran Deng's mouth open. After all, the methods of the Eighteenth Hell were for mortals.

At this moment, it seems that Yang Jian really overestimated Ran Deng.

In ancient times, not to mention the somewhat chaotic and grand era, Ran Deng personally confessed hundreds of sneak attacks and conspiracy to snatch treasures.

Of course, this is the normal state of monks, and it was commonplace in ancient times, so it is not a crime.

But in order to practice, Ran Deng refined the true spirits to make lamp oil... In order to cultivate a green lamp that lasts forever, he refined more than a dozen true spirits from Yuanhui;

Looking at the character of Ran Deng, he is actually a typical 'cultivator'.

Seizing the essence of the world and cultivating himself, he has never given any feedback to the world; but the most annoying thing about burning lamps is that he has never done any "good things" and can be regarded as a "cultivator" through and through.

For the sake of the Dao, he will use any means; outside of himself, everyone is Kunyu.

"From ancient times to the present, how much power is there that is the same as the way of burning lamps?"

Yang Jian sighed softly, but all Yan Jun dared not answer.

There are some things that Yang Jian can say, but they dare not say them.

It is mentioned in the case that before Ran Deng entered Yuxu Palace, he had made an alliance with the two sages of the Western religion in order to calculate the luck of the Taoist sect.

Later, there was the matter of enshrining the gods, which was supposed to be convenient for burning lamps, but was obstructed by Yang Jian.

There is also the set of things such as the Buddha Kingdom, Buddha Land, Buddha Soldiers, and Mind Power, which were actually figured out by Ran Deng and Zhun Ti.

Originally, the purpose of Buddhism was to open up a Buddhist realm in the netherworld where Buddhist believers could reincarnate, but they didn't expect the power of the underworld to be so weak, and there were not many experts.

In the process of gradually encroaching on the Netherworld, Ran Deng was the first to move his mind and wanted to take the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk into his hands.

The Tao that Ran Deng practiced was inseparable from the Netherworld, and the blue lantern and the sarcophagus were buried objects; Ran Deng was sure that there was a great opportunity for him in the six reincarnation disks, so he jumped up and down, busy in front and back.

Zhunti was moved by what Ran Deng said, and became greedy for the reincarnation of the six realms, and forced Ksitigarbha, the commander of the Buddhist soldiers in the underworld, to capture Fengdu City.

This provoked King Qin Guang to ask for help from Guanjiangkou, and Yang Jian slaughtered the Buddha and fell to the saint in a rage.

After reading the case, Yang Jian's complexion was naturally grim, but he soon breathed a sigh of relief...

"Fortunately."

"True Monarch, how lucky are you?"

Yang Jian forced a smile and didn't explain anything.

Why do you say lucky?

Yang Jian didn't cut off the lamp directly at the beginning, but took the trouble to disable the lamp and handed it over to the Yin Division for interrogation. In fact, he was a little worried.

Worried about the fact that the Buddhist sect will raise troops against the nether world, there will be shadows of those powerful enemies behind it.

Now it seems that Buddhism should not be infiltrated by those powerful enemies. After all, Lingshan is always under the care of heaven. The interval between the two sages of the Western religion and the three Qing masters is not too long. After sanctification, every move is connected with heaven...

"Send this case to Yuxu Palace, where is Ran Deng at this time?"

"Is being tortured in the sixteenth level of hell."

Yang Jian nodded, and said: "Verify his confession a few more times, and give him a good time after confirming that there are no omissions. Although he is not ashamed of being a human being, he can be regarded as a powerful person."

"Don't worry, Zhenjun, I will save it later."

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, took his leave, and left Fengdu City to continue down.

At this time, the battle in the nether world has moved from the surface to the sea of ​​blood.

As soon as Yang Jian entered the sea of ​​blood, he noticed the chaotic battle that was erupting in the sea of ​​blood tens of thousands of miles away, so he hid his breath and quietly leaned over.

Although he was very relieved to have Chu Qi in charge, he still wanted to see with his own eyes how much progress these bald witches had made when they first entered the Chaos Sea...