Chapter 100 The Second Emperor Ascends the Throne!
The Buddha and the Bodhisattvas have all run away.
The three thousand Arhats, five hundred monks, and other monks below were in complete chaos.
Like a headless fly,
Following the direction of Maitreya Buddha and the others, they scrambled to escape from the Great Thunderclap Temple.
They were terrified that if they ran too slowly, the ferocious monkey demon would catch up with them.
In a short time,
The once solemn and sacred hall was now in complete chaos and disorder.
Erming rode a white horse.
Galloping freely amidst a throng of thousands of celestial horses.
The Titan Sky Cannon on his shoulder roared intermittently.
To smash a pillar and crack it, or to smash a Buddha statue and peel off its gold paint.
He felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration and vengeance, and a feeling of unbridled arrogance!
"What Buddha! What sacred mountain! Nothing special! Hahahaha!"
In chaos,
A Jiedi with two horns on his head, who looked quite brave, was hit by a cannonball that flashed like lightning.
He was terrified, thinking he was about to die.
But when he touched the spot where he had been hit, still shaken,
But then they discovered...
Apart from a hole in his monk's robe and some redness on his skin, he was completely unharmed!
"Huh? Could it be... that the demon monkey has exhausted its magical power after so many battles?"
"If I could take this opportunity..."
A glint of light flashed in Jie Di's eyes.
A bold idea arose.
If I could turn the tide and subdue this seemingly exhausted monkey at this moment!
Wouldn't that be a tremendous achievement?
Not only will they gain favor with Buddha, but they will also rise rapidly in rank...
Just as he was bewitched and began to act,
Another quick-witted fellow beside him suddenly pulled him back and hissed:
"What are you standing there for?!"
"Even Buddha and Bodhisattvas have run away! What are you trying to show off for?"
"If you want to die, don't drag us down with you! Run!"
The revelation of his outstanding talent suddenly brought him to his senses.
yes,
Even if we could capture that demon monkey, wouldn't that make Buddha and the bodhisattvas seem incompetent?
This is not a merit, it is clearly a path to death!
He shivered.
Not daring to have any more illusions, he followed the crowd and scrambled away.
In just a few breaths,
The once grand Thunderclap Temple was now empty and in complete disarray.
All that remained were scattered prayer cushions, broken ritual implements, and scattered scriptures.
Erming stood in the center of the main hall, surveying the magnificent yet chaotic scene around him.
My gaze finally settled on the highest point of the main hall.
The lotus platform still radiates a myriad of colors and auspicious omens.
Looking at the lotus throne,
The absurd thought that had been lingering in Erming's mind before resurfaced and grew wildly again, like weeds.
It even surpassed it.
His hatred for Tang San and his eagerness to find Xiao Wu.
"That position of Lord of Mount Ling... belongs to that fat monk!"
"Why can't I, Yuan Kongming, sit?"
A fiery, greedy glint flashed in his eyes.
With a leap, he stepped onto the high altar.
We arrived at the enormous lotus platform.
He reached out and touched the lotus platform.
It feels warm and smooth to the touch.
Bending down to take a sniff, a unique fragrance filled the air, with a subtle, mysterious Daoist aura flowing within.
"It really is a good product!"
Erming grinned.
Following the example of Maitreya Buddha, he turned around and plopped down on the lotus throne that symbolized the supreme authority of Buddhism.
Then, in a very proper manner, he crossed his legs.
Hands loosely clasped, placed on the knees, head raised.
Facing the empty and desolate hall, he solemnly declared in a voice that was a mixture of joy and triumph:
"Starting today—"
"I am the Lord of Mount Ling!"
"In this primordial world, I shall be revered as—"
"Your Majesty!!!"
...
The moment Erming sat down on the lotus throne.
"Buzz—!"
The primordial world suddenly changed its course.
Countless powerful beings, hidden in blessed lands and high above the nine layers of clouds,
Feeling something
Their expressions changed, and they began to calculate and deduce.
Immediately, their expressions became extremely strange, a mixture of astonishment, disdain, and a wry smile.
It has obviously been calculated.
The farce that is currently unfolding on the Western sacred mountain.
Kunlun Mountains
It is the ancestral vein of the ancient mountains, its shape resembling a sleeping ancient dragon, stretching across the land, majestic and imposing.
And the East Kunlun Mountains are the essence of this ancestral vein.
Mountain springs and waterfalls cascade, celestial birds and mythical beasts roam freely, and auspicious radiance and mist linger year-round.
The Taoist aura permeated the air like mist.
It is a top-tier sacred place for cultivation in the primordial world.
Such a precious place naturally attracts countless covetous eyes.
Since the establishment of the billion-yuan association, no one has dared to touch even a fraction of it.
There is no other reason than that this place is the embodiment of Pangu's primordial spirit, and home to three direct descendants.
The Taoist temples of the Three Pure Ones are located in the lineage of sages, and their power overwhelms the primordial world.
Biyou Palace.
The Master of Heaven was sitting cross-legged on a blue futon.
A slender, sharp magic sword, entirely blue-green in color, lay across his knees. It was the Qingping Sword, the treasure he had brought to enlightenment.
His eyes were slightly closed, his mind wandering in the vast emptiness.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he abruptly opened his eyes, a sharp glint of light flashing in them.
He quickly calculated with his fingers, his gaze like lightning, piercing through endless time and space, shooting straight towards the Western Spirit Mountain.
However, at that moment...
"Hmph! These two Westerners are becoming more and more shameless!"
"To gain a little merit and good fortune, they'd even throw away the dignity of a saint?"
A cold snort echoed in the quiet room, carrying undisguised contempt. Immediately afterward, space and time trembled slightly, creating ripples.
A middle-aged Taoist priest, holding a jade ruyi scepter and wearing an apricot-yellow Bagua Taoist robe, with a dignified face, slowly solidified his figure.
Almost simultaneously,
On the other side, clear light converged.
He transformed into an old man holding a white jade whisk, wearing a plain white Taoist robe, with a calm and serene expression.
The visitors were none other than the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable and the Supreme Pure Laozi!
previously,
Previously, Jieyin and Zhunti had tried to cover it up a bit to save face.
However, the fortune of Mount Ling has changed drastically this time.
It affects the entire primordial world.
Like a calm pond being pounded by a boulder, the surging spray could no longer be contained.
They naturally noticed it immediately.
"Have you also figured out the schemes of the West and the Heavenly Court, elder and second elder brothers?"
Tongtian looked at the two of them, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.
"Third brother, what do you mean by that?"
Yuanshi Tianzun raised an eyebrow, his expression darkening slightly, as if he were having a stress reaction.
"Are you looking down on me and my elder brother? Even without the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, we're not much weaker than you."
"What, you want to test your brother's methods?"
Back then, the three brothers lost to Lin Feng in the struggle for the human race's fortune.
Lin Feng proposed using the Primordial Purple Qi within their bodies.
As an apology to settle the dispute.
It was Yuanshi Tianzun who was the first to step forward and agree to this matter.
In the end, however, Lin Feng only took the purple energy from him and Laozi.
The only one left was the one belonging to the Tongtian Sect Leader.
After this incident,
Yuanshi Tianzun harbored a grudge, always feeling that there might be some unknown deal between Tongtian and Lin Feng.
Even...
He betrayed them in order to preserve his saintly status.
The Master of Heaven frowned deeply.
Suppressing his anger, he said in a deep voice:
"I have no intention of questioning my elder brothers. You are overthinking it!"
"alright."
Lao Tzu, who had been silent all along, gently flicked his whisk and slowly spoke.
"Third brother, he is still your second brother, so say less."
"We have gathered here today to discuss the situation in the primordial world and the changes of the great calamity, not to argue over trivial matters."
That being said, it's clear that they're taking sides.
In the past,
Most of them would travel to the Jade Void Palace or the Eight Views Palace to visit their two elder brothers.
Now that they are being asked to move to Biyou Palace, how can I not feel a little resentful?
Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun was occasionally tapping the other party,
He pretended not to see it.
Tongtian felt a tightness in his chest.
However, this matter concerns the opportunity to become a saint, and is also closely related to the upcoming great calamity, so it is of great importance.
He could only suppress his displeasure and mutter in a low voice:
"This matter is far more complex than simply seizing a bit of fortune. According to my calculations, it involves at least two Saintly Realm experts!"
"That's why those two Westerners are so shameless, jumping around like this."
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