This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Above Lingshan.

Yang Jian doesn't know what state he is in now, he is completely immersed in the primordial spirit at the moment, and the primordial spirit communicates and touches the avenue in the dark, constantly comprehending the truth of the devil.

His primordial spirit used the three treasures of the demonic way to form a certain connection with the hidden demonic way, and the resonance of the Dao reverberated in his primordial spirit.

Dao Ming reverberated, and the power of the supreme demonic way was born in Yang Jian's primordial spirit, rising continuously in the dark, and soon the realm of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal could no longer accommodate Yang Jian's current demonic way.

He found that he had to go one step further and reach Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian to continue to accommodate.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, in the wild, has another title.

saint!

Because, only by proving the Tao and becoming a saint, and gaining the approval of the Heavenly Dao, can one step into this realm.

Otherwise, just like Patriarch Styx, no matter how profound his background was, he would not be able to break through the Hunyuan Peak even if he created the Asura Clan and the Asura Cult.

Has he finally gotten to this point?
Yang Jian felt the cultivation base of the demonic way in his body, looked at the sky above the sky, and felt the shock in the luck of the heavenly way.

Since the beginning of the world, the Hunyuan peaks have fallen one after another, but there are only six saints.

He knew that this position was the bottleneck that restricted his cultivation.

But he also knew a long time ago what a saint is.

The king once said.

A sage, a minister of heaven, a prisoner who guards the prehistoric world.

He is a great merchant general, how could he become a minister of heaven?

Yang Jian held a god-killing gun and stared at the fate of heaven. He didn't believe that in the prehistoric world, only by becoming a saint can he prove the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo.

He knew it when the gods and demons invaded.

There are stronger existences above Hunyuan Daluo.

Yang Jian glanced at Chaoge, and found that Zishou had no intention to spread, so he immediately restrained himself.

The king didn't speak, which means he has no fear.

Today, he wants to give it a try, if he is not a saint, he will testify to Hunyuan Daluo!
Yang Jian breathed out the aura of heaven and earth.

Indistinctly, there is a great river shining with countless causal red lights manifesting above the nine heavens.

This mysterious river is exactly the river of fate.

The long river of fate is manifested, and the waves are surging in the middle. Countless magic script scripts stretch hundreds of millions of miles of magic rhyme.

All the gods held their breath at this moment, not wanting to miss any details.

However, just when the combination of Yang Jian's aura, primordial spirit, and the laws of the magic way reached the final boundary, and the dark dao fruit in the long river of fate was about to be fully formed, suddenly a loud noise exploded in the long river of fate.

The sound of the magic way shattered, and the dark magic way fruit instantly turned into countless pieces of dao rhyme and scattered.

Whoa!
In the long river of fate, the shackles of the Dao of Heaven turned into countless rune chains, pressing across the entire river of fate, disrupting all causes and effects, and completely smashing Yang Jian's demonic Dao fruit.

In an instant.

The entire river of fate became like a furnace bursting with red light.

The eyes of the saints in the heavens withdrew from the world one after another, looking at the river of fate.

Jinao Island.

Tongtian suddenly rose, a pair of sword eyebrows stood up, his eyes split time and space like the edge of a sword, and a sword intent that was powerful enough to completely smash the entire heavenly shackles of the Shangqingtian was condensed on his fingertips.

Tong Tian saw that the river of fate quickly returned to tranquility, and the shattered Demonic Dao Fruit never appeared again, and said lightly: "Sure enough, the Heavenly Dao does not allow Honghuang to have another Hunyuan Daluo, especially a Hunyuan Daluo who is under the protection of luck in the world. Yuan Daluo."

"The gods and demons have already stretched their hands in, and they are still so stubborn."

He raised his hand, and the sword intent that had been condensed to the limit between his fingers exuded a terrifying aura, just this aura had already torn apart time and space, and penetrated a void.

However, Tongtian didn't cut out this sword, but just flicked his fingertips to dissipate the sword's intention.

Taking action at this time can't change the result that Yang Jian's Hunyuan Daluo Jinxiandao fruit has dissipated.

Tongtian dissipated the sword intent between his fingers, but at the same time as the sword intent dissipated, the entire heavenly shackles of Shangqingtian were shaken, and hundreds of heavenly chains were chopped into powder.

The shackles of the Dao of Heaven in the Shangqing Heaven were cut off by another three points.

The Holy Mother of Jinling took a step forward at this time, and said: "Master, why did the Heavenly Dao prevent Yang Jian from becoming a saint?"

Tong Tiandao: "It is not a saint who is stopped by the will of heaven, but a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian."

"Our saints were bestowed the holy throne by the Taoist ancestors, wearing the luck of the heavens, acting as herdsmen on behalf of the heavens, ruling the common people, and at the same time subject to the laws of heaven."

"Yang Jian comprehends the laws of magic under the world tree, and is protected by the luck of the world, not bound by the heavens."

"How can the will of heaven allow such an existence to appear?"

"After all, Hunyuan Daluo is not just as simple as improving his strength. Practitioners in this realm can jump out of the long river of fate."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the immortals of the Jiejiao all showed shocked expressions.

They already knew the secrets of the Dao of Heaven, and knew that there was Pan Gu's will to control the Dao of Heaven above the Dao Ancestor, but they thought that the Dao of Heaven formed by the rules of the Dao was ruthless, but at least fair and equal.

Now it seems that the so-called fairness and equality under the law can also be classified into different grades.

The way of heaven does not take action against sentient beings, because what sentient beings do is not qualified to threaten the way of heaven, and has not touched the boundaries of the rules.

Once the actions of sentient beings threaten the rules, the shackles of heaven will appear immediately.

but……

Why did the Dao of Heaven set up shackles to prevent any living beings from being promoted to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?
Jin Ling suppressed the turbulent waves in Dao's heart, shook his head lightly, and said, "Master, can't the shackles of the Dao of Heaven be broken through? Wouldn't it be a good thing for the prehistoric people to become stronger?"

She knows very well that a saint cannot go against the will of the heavens, and even a master can only protect the human race within the scope allowed by the law of heaven, and intercept a portion of heaven's secrets to pass on to all living beings.

But this cannot be against the sky.

Tong Tian raised his head to look somewhere in the dark, and murmured: "The shackles of the heavenly dao are not impossible to break through, but once the shackles of the heavenly dao are completely cut off, they will jump out of fate and become a variable."

"Today's Dao of Heaven is just a dead thing formed by the Father God's will fused with countless Dao laws, a dead thing condensed by the rules of heaven and earth."

"In his view, the creatures who jump out of the long river of fate will only bring crisis to the prehistoric."

"Once upon a time, the Heavenly Dao Body cut out by Dao Patriarch was the most determined guardian of this Dao. It's just that I didn't expect... He also had a change, exposing the Dao Sign of the Great Desolation."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was silent.

The shackles of the Dao of Heaven are not unbreakable, but the consequences after breaking the shackles of the Dao of Heaven are unimaginable.

For Honghuang, variables will only bring crises.

However, the prehistoric road signs have been exposed, so is it still useful to stick to the old rules?
……

The west.

Pure land of bliss.

Jieyin Zhunti looked indifferently in the direction of Lingshan, and was not at all surprised that Yang Jian failed to be promoted to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Zhunti's surrounding Buddha's light changed, manifesting 48 major changes in the Dao. He looked at Yang Jian and said calmly: "The destiny cannot be violated, even if Yang Jian is in the fate of the world, he can't violate the destiny."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The fate of the world is indeed extremely strong now, but the human way is still below the way of heaven.

Yang Jian's failure proved that the destiny cannot be violated.

The great prosperity of Buddhism is the destiny, the destiny he saw in the destiny of heaven.

He looked at Jieying, and said in a calm voice: "Brother, now that the Buddhist scriptures are gone, there will be no Buddhist scriptures in the world anymore, what should we do?"

Having said that, he didn't show any signs of discouragement, instead there was a reassuring smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jieyin raised his eyelids, his body was full of peaceful Buddha light, he smiled slightly, and said: "It's just a temporary thing to cut off the Buddhist scriptures, so don't be in a hurry."

"As long as the Taoist dies in front of the Kunlun Mountains in the last difficulty, then the relationship between Buddhism and Emperor Xin will only return to balance."

Quanti nodded.

The Second Saints of the West are never afraid of any failure. As long as they are still sitting on the holy throne, as long as they are still in charge of the Dao of Duhua, as long as the Buddhism is not destroyed, there will always be times of success.

So what about a thousand, ten thousand failures?
As long as there is one success, Buddhism will prosper.

……

world.

In the human temple.

Zishou looked at the chains of the rules of heaven and luck slowly retreating, and said lightly: "You want to arrange the fate of everything and prevent all variables that can escape from fate. In peacetime, it is a good thing. But now the prehistoric has been exposed, the variables It is no longer a crisis, but an opportunity. The destiny you are in charge of is already the shackles that imprison the prehistoric."

"Since you are just a will, without consciousness, you cannot be the master of Pangu. Today, I will be the master of Pangu."

"This world, all beings here, will break the shackles on the day when the prehistoric world appears."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Nezha in the hall, and said, "Nezha, you go to Yuanjuetian and listen to orders in front of Kong Xuan's account, and become the vanguard officer of the Heavenly Army."

"My lords, let's conquer the sky."

When Nezha saw Yang Jian fighting in Xitu, he couldn't hold back for a long time. If he hadn't received the king's order, he would have gone to Xitu long ago.

Now that he finally got the king's order from Zishou, he was overjoyed immediately, cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "I accept the decree."

Say it.

Nezha carried a real fire pointed gun, stepped on the Hot Wheels and went to Yuanjuetian.

……

The top of Lingshan.

Yang Jian withdrew the Three Treasures of Demon Dao and calmed down the restless demon energy in his chest.

Although he failed in promotion this time, he didn't take it seriously.

Mo Dao is going forward indomitably, and a small failure is not enough to shake his demon heart.

Yang Jian exhaled the last turbid breath in his chest, recovered as before, then looked at Wutian, and said, "Fellow Daoist, Yang intends to change the Lingshan Mountain into Mofo Mountain, fellow Daoist, do you intend to sit on Mofo Mountain?"

Wutian didn't intend to refuse, and said with a smile, "That's exactly what I mean."

Say it.

He landed on the Lingshan Mountain, waved his hand and restored all the collapsed damage to the Lingshan Mountain, exhaled and said, "Today, I Wutian will set up the Demon Buddhism here in the Demon Buddha Mountain, guarding the world of the Western Earth."

The voice fell.

The light of the Buddha on the Lingshan Mountain receded in an instant, leaving only the magic way and Taoist rhyme flowing, turning into the Demon Buddha Mountain, and all the demonized demon kingdoms and Demon Buddha Mountain merged into one.

Hundreds of millions of devils recite the scriptures of the devil's way in the devil's country, and the devil's voice echoes in the nine heavens and ten places. On the devil's Buddha mountain, immeasurable devil's energy is rolled up to echo with the ten thousand devil's mountain.

Afterwards, luck in the world also descended, covering Mofo Mountain.

Mofo Mountain.

Wutian stood on the top of the mountain, and with a wave of his hand, he restored all the collapsed palaces and temples to their original state. When he walked through every part of Mofo Mountain, those demonized countries melted into Mofo Mountain one after another, repairing the broken mountains.

Countless demons came out of the Demon Kingdom and merged with everything in the mountain.

Either it turns into a magic horse, a magic flower or a magic grass; or it turns into a monster bird or beast.

The Buddhist disciples of Buddhism are all transformed by remnant souls, without any spiritual wisdom at all, and their only function is to become firewood for the way of salvation.

But Wutian didn't bother to use such methods at all. He walked through every demon country and released the demons inside.

Because the devils are all fragments of remnant souls, they cannot enter even reincarnation.

So Wutian fused these demons with all the creatures and spirits in the mountain with the law of magic.

Afterwards, the script script of the magic way rose from the body of Wutian, enveloped the magic Buddha mountain, manifested a magic Buddha statue, sprinkled thousands of magic rain, countless magic lotuses manifested from the void, the magic mist transpired, and the magic glow shone on the mountains.

The magic sounds burst out, the wonderful girl danced, and the stars revolved around the sky, shining billions of stars.

When the aura was filled, everything in Mofo Mountain flourished, and everything that was destroyed in the battle just now recovered quickly.

In a blink of an eye, there are giant trees supporting the sky in the middle of the mountain, and the peaks are lush.

All things that have just merged with the devil have opened up their intelligence and come out of form!

Until now, these hundreds of millions of living beings have only been regarded as real devils.

Hundreds of millions of demons bowed down to Wutian, calling them the Demon Buddha, thanking the Demon Buddha for his gift.

After Wutian finished all these, he returned to the top of Mofo Mountain.

The moment he walked to the top of the mountain, a Demon Buddha Palace rose from the ground, establishing the foundation of Demon Buddhism.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian smiled slightly at Wutian, and then returned to the Wanmo Palace in Wanmo Mountain.

So far, above the Western Land.

The Devil's Cult, the Devil's Buddhism, and the Pure Land Sect form a three-sided attack on Buddhism, and half of the Western Land has completely fallen into the human world.

The fate of the world is like the tide of the four seas, spreading towards the western land.

All the gods and gods stared at the changes in Xitu dumbfounded, until now they all took a deep breath.

From the birth of the world tree, the seven enlightened people in the world began to comprehend the law of the great way under the tree, and one after another happened in turn.

In less than two days, the nine heavens and ten places have changed more than the previous thousand years.

After the gods of the heavens were silent for a long time, someone finally said: "Everyone, the Buddhist sect has completely lost the possibility of finding a person to learn from the scriptures, and even the Lingshan Mountain has been lost. What will they do in the future?"

Countless eyes are all cast on Gaia Divine Kingdom.

……

Kingdom of Gaia.

Daleiyin Temple.

Medicine Buddha Tathagata, the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp, and Maitreya Buddha sit in the main hall, and the endless Buddha light sweeps across the hearts of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

In the main hall, there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds and strange fragrances.

All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are either dusty or have cracked Buddha hearts, and they are slowly recovering under the healing power of salvation.

The pharmacist Tathagata held the wonderful tree of seven treasures, sprinkled the golden rain and curled up, the haze hung horizontally, and thousands of golden flowers fluttered down, with a charming halo, sprinkled all over the Daleiyin Temple.

Under the blessing of the Supreme Treasure of the Saint, the last shadow in the hearts of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas dissipated.

On the huge Daxiong Palace, the peace reappeared, and the sound of chanting sutras rose again.

Only then did Maitreya Buddha raise his head, and said to Medicine Master Tathagata, "Buddha, does the sage have any instructions?"

Lingshan was destroyed, and Da Leiyin had to come to Gaia God Kingdom.

More importantly, it is impossible to find any Buddhist scriptures in the world.

So, how can the strategy of Journey to the West continue?

The pharmacist Tathagata held the flowers solemnly, and the glazed Buddha light around him was clear and bright. He lowered his eyes and said, "The sage will make arrangements for himself. We Buddhist disciples can just wait with peace of mind."

All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas nodded after hearing the words, and no longer worried about the Westward Journey. They just proclaimed the Buddha's name, repaired the Daleiyin Temple with a firm Buddha's heart, and at the same time maintained the stability of the Buddhist luck.

at the same time.

Pure land of bliss.

Sitting under the Vajra Bodhi tree, receiving and guiding Zhun Tidaka, the golden light all over his body is dazzling and boundless, and a wonderful sound of the curved Dao floats in the void, the universe, and the world.

In the pure land, the bells of countless treasure temples rang together.

Hundreds of millions of Buddhist disciples worshiped the Buddha and recited scriptures together.

The scriptures are painted, and the wonders of the world are painted.

There are seven treasures of the Buddha: gold, silver, spiritual jade, glass, emerald, pearl, and agate. The jewels are shining, and the golden light is shining in the sky, and the whole universe is illuminated.

The two saints are surrounded by dense Buddha's light, and the light and mist are misty. The Buddha's light has transformed the heavens, broken through time and space, and pointed directly at the long river of fate.

Watch all beings on this shore swaying gently.

Watch the flowers on the other side bloom gracefully and boundlessly.

The two Buddha shadows are pressing across the long river of fate, sorting out all causes and effects, and deducing changes.

After a long time.

Receiving Zhunti and opening both eyes at the same time, the cause and effect flow in the eyes of the Buddha, where the eyes are, evolves a world, and deduces ninety-nine and 81 difficult changes.

"Junior Brother, instead of wasting our strength in every difficulty, we should stick to one mind and accumulate strength for the last difficulty in front of Kunlun Mountain."

Zhunti nodded, and it was the only way up to now, and immediately the eyebrows stretched.

He looked at Daleiyin Temple, and a saint's decree came down, saying:
"All disciples obey the order."

"Buddhism will not be able to retreat from today!"

Randomly, a piece of Buddha's gatha fell on the sky above the Kingdom of God, shining golden light.

"Close the gate of the temple, and quietly recite three thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures. Throw yourself into the eastern land, and kill the immortal with the sword."

The gods were taken aback.

Why are these words so familiar?