Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Force your way through Longmen and go straight into Lei Ze.

The moment Ji Ren entered Lei Ze, countless streams of water surged in with astonishing momentum, spreading all over Ji Ren's skin.

Ji Ren clearly felt that there were two forces rushing into his body, one was overbearing and powerful, like thunder in the sky, and the other was gentle like water, full of rich life force. But there was one thing in common, that is, these two forces were extremely ancient.

"The power of thunder destroys the original bloodline, and the power of life enhances the bloodline. Is this the secret of the dragon carp transforming into a real dragon?"

Ji Ren seemed to be thinking about something, then he closed his eyes, then opened his third eye on his forehead, and then he relaxed his mind and floated in the water.

The water in Lei Ze is unusual.

It is both water and thunder, and there is also a strange power in it.

But as long as it is water, it is safe for Ji Ren.

Wherever there is water, he is a god.

What's more, the Lei Ze behind Longmen is just the weaker part of Lei Ze.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be unable to accommodate even the Golden Immortals.

Ji Ren closed his eyes tightly. In the second palace of the prime minister, Gonggong’s image was shining brightly, emitting a mysterious glow. All the aura around him suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his perception was infinitely magnified, as if it had merged with Lei Ze.

Not long after closing his eyes, he sensed the next creature entering Lei Ze.

Goddess Yunxiao, Zhang Jingshou, a dragon carp, and a black snake.

Four in total.

Including Jin Lin who came in earlier, there are six people in total.

Ji Ren sensed them briefly, then let them go and explored Lei Ze.

Different from the violent Lei Ze he entered last time, Ji Ren felt that the Lei Ze here was very gentle. Although it still had some attack power, these attacks were only effective on ordinary Xuanxian and were of no concern to him.

It even made him feel extra friendly.

After all, the power of his heavenly eye comes from the Purple Sky Tribulation, and now Ji Ren feels that the power of the Purple Sky Tribulation comes from Lei Ze.

Of the three eyes, only one eye is left to observe and sense the surroundings.

Let the water of Lei Ze flow naturally.

The water moisturized his skin, and the thunder stimulated his soul. Ji Ren soaked in it and not only did he not feel uncomfortable, he gradually felt comfortable.

I don’t know how long I soaked in the water. In a trance, Ji Ren, who was already a Xuanxian, actually felt a little sleepy.

Ji Ren tried hard to stay awake and drive away the sleepiness, but even though he had already entered the realm of Xuanxian, he inevitably fell asleep.

In a daze, Ji Ren actually had a dream.

In his dream, he saw endless darkness again.

Black air surged and the wind and clouds changed color.

The sky was cracked with huge blood-red holes, as if a devil was looking down at his food from the sky.

On the earth, there were ground cracks and landslides, mountain torrents and tsunamis, heavy rains and strong winds. Countless scenes that Ji Ren had only seen on the computer in his previous life appeared before his eyes.

High-rise buildings were destroyed by the disaster, and millions of lives were vulnerable to natural disasters and sought help in panic.

The child was washed away by the flood, and he ran away crying for his mother. The mother wanted to save the child but was also trapped in the flood and unable to save herself. Her face was filled with anxiety and worry, and she watched her child die in front of her, unable to do anything.

As for my father, he was buried in the ruins early in the morning.

In the face of natural disasters, there is no survival and no one survives.

The situation was not eased until armies emerged and soldiers supported the country with their own strength.

When one side is in trouble, all sides come to its aid and countless resources are transported to the disaster area.

Countless soldiers came forward one after another, using their flesh and blood to build an insurmountable barrier of life.

When Ji Ren saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax, his perspective changed again, and he saw that the whole world was in disaster.

When one side is in trouble, all sides come to its aid, but now all sides are in trouble.

It seemed as if the legendary gods were really angry and punishing the world.

Some people knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed, waiting for the coming of the savior. Some people knelt in front of the stone statues of gods and Buddhas, begging the gods to appear.

It didn't work.

There is no so-called Noah's Ark, nor are there any heavenly soldiers and generals.

Human beings can only rely on themselves.

So the whole world collapsed.

There is no order at all. The fig leaf of human civilization has been completely torn off. In order to survive, everyone has returned to primitive times and become beasts, even more despicable than beasts, constantly fighting and killing.

The end of the world is coming, but before natural disasters completely destroy humanity, man-made disasters continue to break out.

Ji Ren witnessed everything, and his guess was further confirmed. Immortals live as long as the heaven and earth, and coexist with the sun and the moon, but the heaven and earth have their own lifespans, and all things will eventually come to an end and then be reborn.

It is just as the Buddhism says: creation, existence, destruction and emptiness.

The world will fall apart and then start again.

What Ji Ren saw at this moment was the collapse of the previous world.

In other words, the collapse of his world.

The world declines and reaches the end of the Dharma Age, then withers and perishes, and is reborn.

But if this is the case, why do Dharma images exist?

Ji Ren opened his eyes wide, trying to see more clearly, but everything in this dream was beyond his control. Ji Ren could only see the stars collapsing and the space falling apart.

World destruction.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Ji Ren noticed something different.

On the bank of the Yellow River.

A middle-aged man who had suffered from natural disasters and was already in tattered clothes was now tightly holding a scroll of unknown material. He exuded a majestic aura. He was obviously an ordinary person, but at this moment he was more majestic than a god.

He took one step after another, walking in the void. An extremely huge Bagua phantom emerged under his feet, filling the sky and earth.

The way of Bagua is to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

But what if heaven has doomed you to be doomed and there is no escape from it?

Ji Ren didn't know why this question suddenly popped up in his mind, and then the middle-aged man in the picture gave his answer.

Finished this day.

Then, a long sequence of scenes flashed by, and Ji Ren wanted to see it, but he felt dizzy and couldn’t look straight ahead. He even fainted in his dream again.

When I woke up from the dream, I saw the middle-aged man holding a scroll in his hand. He had a majestic aura, like the embodiment of wisdom, the master of heaven and earth. Behind him was a majestic and indescribable Dharma image. His every move was like that of the Lord of Creation.

And behind him, there are countless companions walking side by side.

Their faces were resolute and their expressions were firm, and they were determined not to regret even if they died nine times.

Following closely behind, he walked forward step by step, and his Dharma image was revealed, majestic and magnificent.

Some people hold a stick, with an ordinary appearance, but there is a flame on the tip of the stick; some people have a human head and a snake body, with great benevolence and a peaceful light around them; some people have a cow head and a human body, with a compassionate face, holding a herb in his hand, and looking very kind...

Suiren, Nuwa, Shennong...

Ji Ren recalled their names one by one in his mind, and was filled with awe.

China has never lacked natural disasters or man-made calamities. If the sky collapses, it will be repaired by itself. If there are too many suns, they will shine on it by itself. If there is a flood, it will be cured by itself...

Even if he was drowned by the sea, he would think of transforming into a bird and filling up the sea himself.

Even if I am an ant trying to shake a tree, I will still go to Jingwei to fill the sea.

It can be killed, but never defeated, and will never surrender.

Unyielding.

Ji Ren looked at these for an unknown amount of time before he suddenly realized that all the gods here were the ancestors of the Chinese nation. There were no Three Pure Ones, no Buddha, and no Hongjun.