Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

Although Uttarakuru, one of the four southern continents, has the smallest area among the four regions, it is still a vast land for most gods and Buddhas.

In the north of Uttarakuru, near the extremely cold North Sea border, is the territory of the Wu Clan.

After the disappearance of the prehistoric era, the Wu clan split into two branches among the ruined tribes.

A group of people who were relocated to the netherworld by the Pingxin Lord who was in the six realms of reincarnation, transformed into underground souls, dwelling in darkness forever, without freedom, only guiding all things in reincarnation to gain grace and purify their sins.

The other part moved to Uttarakuru, where they lived a hard life in the wild areas and poisonous foggy swamps. At the same time, they had to face the challenge of invasion by their long-term enemy, the demon tribe. Their situation was extremely difficult.

There is no clear winner or loser in the comparison of these results. It can only be described as a struggle on the verge of death.

Just like the Wu Clan who only believed in the great god Pangu and looked down upon all other things, their days of endurance would undoubtedly be long and difficult.

Relying on the intelligence obtained from the Giant Bear King and combining it with his own calculations on the two treasures, Yang Yun realized that after seizing the fragments of the Hammer of Chaos, Jupeng hurriedly crossed north to avoid being hunted down, and actually stepped into the territory of the Witch Clan.

To the demon tribe, this area is like **. Without strong manpower gathering, even the extremely powerful demon god would not dare to go deep into it rashly.

The golden spirit deer transformed into golden rainbow and flew northward. During the journey, Yang Yun encountered many demons and gods who were chasing the giant roc relentlessly.

Yang Yun did not take the initiative to cause trouble, and it took him nearly two days to finally reach the territory of the Witch Clan.

Looking ahead, we see continuous mountains surrounding us, dotted with strange valleys.

The remains of countless huge and ferocious monsters were nailed to the steep cliffs.

Green snakes, pythons, tigers, leopards, vultures...

When Yang Yun witnessed this scene, he immediately felt a rough and primitive breath sweeping over him.

On the stage of the prehistoric era, the witch clan left a vivid and colorful scene.

In particular, the tall images of the ancient witches were deeply imprinted in the sky and could not be erased for a long time.

They swept across the sky, shattered the stars with a wave of their arms, and broke the Nine Palaces and Ten Pavilions with their feet on the void.

There is no doubt about the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Each of them possesses an incomparable power, able to control time and space, the earth and the blue sky, water and fire, and not only has the power to control the five elements and eight elements.

It can be said that the combined power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is enough to shake the world.

But now, all these ancient witches have disappeared without a trace.

Even the Witch King, who controls the power of the earth, has become a peaceful and holy immortal.

Nowadays, there are only a small group of younger generations of witches left in this primitive land, and they are still surviving tenaciously in this ruthless wilderness.

"roar"

A thunder-like sound came from the valley ahead, shocking people's hearts.

Yang Yun looked up and through the thick ** fog, he saw a burly man rushing out of a collapsed stone cave.

The man was more than one meter tall, with muscles as hard as iron, and his entire body was wrapped in hot, deep red blood energy, which had condensed into a solid entity.

His clothes were just a crudely made tiger skin dress as decoration. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his earrings were like a pair of small red tongues, hissing and spitting out snake tongues all the time, which looked weird and scary.

This is exactly the witch tribe.

Yang Yun's heart was slightly shaken, and he noticed that there seemed to be a familiar face in front of him.

The man was strong and brave, and although he was not as good as the Witch King, the courage he displayed was no less than that of any other hero.

Mahasthamaprapta wears a Linghua Buddha hat and a Dharma robe. In one hand he holds a twelve-ball staff and the other hand is clasped at his heart, with a solemn look on his face.

Although he was dressed very differently, Yu Yuan could still recognize at a glance that this person was the Great Strength Bodhisattva from the Holy Land of Eastern Buddhism.

At the same time, Mahasthamaprapta also saw him, frowned slightly, and turned his attention back to the huge war ghost. Then he said in a stern voice: "Fire Demon Lord, I have endured three attacks from you before. According to our agreement, I should take you into the Vajra Realm of the Western Dharma."

"Go to hell!"

After the Fire Demon Lord spat, he immediately spread his long legs and ran away.

This was an unimaginable scene in the past, but in today's world, even the most powerful and fierce forces will learn to preserve their lives.

Dashizhishang's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but want to chase after the receding figure.

But after looking at Yu Yuan next to him, he stopped and said with a sad tone: "According to the order of my master, I am the person destined to be saved. Why would my friend do something destructive?"

"what?"

Yu Yuan looked at him suspiciously. "I was just passing by... We have no grudges against each other, why would I ruin your good fortune? Aren't you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"

"No hatred or grudge?" In the face of the great situation, the fingers that were tightly gripping the twelve-ball stick suddenly tightened, and the blood vessels on the forehead bulged out.

"Can you say that you have no grudge against me?"

Yu Yuan was silent.

He remembered.

At the Peach Banquet in the Heavenly Palace, he slapped Mahasthamaprapta dozens of times in front of all the gods, and later almost threw dirty stuff in his face.

"It looks like you've really figured it out."

Mahasthamaprapta breathed in slowly.

He is a first-level Buddha ** Great **, with boundless wisdom, powerful martial arts and fierce courage. He is not the Vairocana who laughs every day and regards suffering as a blessing.

This feeling of shame has been lingering in my heart!

At this moment, Dashi and Yu Yuan meet in this dangerous place of no return. This is the day when his reincarnation time comes to settle old scores.

Looking at Yu Yuan in front of him, Mahasthamaprapta said calmly: "I am saving the people I meet in my destiny. The existence of my friends requires me to save them with compassion and guide you to the ultimate goodness and bliss."

"Are you serious?"

Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment, full of surprise and confusion. He even wanted to understand Dashizhi's feelings: "Does your mentor know about your rude style of behavior?"

"Give me a little shock," Yu Yuan responded in his heart.

The fact is, Dawei De really knows nothing!

Since the rise of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, Western Buddhism has begun to prepare, make comprehensive arrangements, and seek to grow stronger.

According to the will and instructions of the two supreme figures, each of the ** has a different mission and is scattered in every corner of Hongmeng.

As a great and powerful being of Buddhism, one needs to save all those who are predestined to be saved and make them become Arhats, so as to strengthen the influence of Buddhism.

Because of this matter, he had been stranded in the vast Uttarakuru for some time and knew very little about the news from the outside world.

Even if he knew it, he would not change his mind.

He is a great and powerful being! How could he be so cowardly and retreat because of some rumors?

Not to mention that this humiliation has been buried deep in his heart for many years, almost becoming an obstacle in his heart. If he doesn't take revenge, his thoughts will be difficult to flow.

At this moment, he looked at Yu Yuan and said in a serious tone: "Last time, I discussed Taoism with you, but you, a young man, used vicious means to slander my Western laws. Today, I will not compete with you in force, but only debate Taoism with you again!"

"I'm not stupid!"

Yu Yuan said angrily, "I'm not idle, why should I talk to you about the Tao?"

Dawei De had already prepared his reaction to him, and turned his eyes away and asked, "Are you scared?"

"Yes! I am indeed afraid."

Yu Yuan knew very well that this kind of provocation would not induce him to make a mistake, so he just apologized hastily and then reached out to touch the camel's hump.

At this moment, the colorful cloud dragon behind him immediately shone with golden luster and ran quickly in the clouds.

Mahakala suddenly thrust the staff in his hand into the ground and shouted with a deafening voice, "No matter where you are, you can't move even a single step!"

Then, as he shouted, the stone peak in front suddenly grew to a height of ten thousand feet, blocking the way of Wuyun Golden Bull and forcing it to change its route.

However, no matter how the Five Clouds Golden Bull turned, there was always a towering mountain standing in front of it, extending directly into the high clouds, blocking its way.

At this time, Yu Yuan gently patted the camel's hump, signaling Wuyun Golden Bull to stop, and then took out a giant bronze hammer, intending to let this monk from the West taste the charm of Eastern power.

At that moment, the voice of Great Power rang out: "I know you are definitely here to search for the fragments of the Chaos Bell. Fortunately, I just met the demon king who was carrying the fragments of the Chaos Bell... If you can beat me in this debate, I can tell you the truth about the whereabouts of the demon king!"

"It would be nice if you said so!"

Yu Yuan immediately stopped using the copper hammer, descended from the clouds, and laughed heartily, "Come on, let's debate. Say whatever you want."

Dawei De frowned, "But what if you lose...what should you do?"

"Of course I won't lose." Yu Yuan interrupted him confidently.

"Arrogant!"

Mahasthamaprapta snorted indifferently and said in a low voice: "If you lose, you will voluntarily follow me to the Western Pure Land of Bliss!"

Yuan Yu raised his eyebrows, stared at Dashizhi and said, "Your idea is very beautiful, but who has the power to judge?"

Debate is different from a battle of wits and relies entirely on the contest of words!

This is a stage with only two contestants. Unlike the debate in heaven, the winner and loser do not need much explanation.

Dashizhi explained indifferently: "Although it is a desolate place, there are still many living beings... Why not let the game rules that determine the outcome be handed over to those characters who suddenly appear in our sight?"

Yuan Yu's heart was slightly shaken, and he keenly sensed the conspiracy contained in it.

But he was not afraid of the risk of violating the oath, and immediately agreed and agreed to swear together with Dashizhi to use the laws of heaven and earth as witnesses.

So, a moment after the two of them sat down together - just the time it took to drink a cup of tea - a figure appeared and broke into Yu Yuan's spiritual exploration range.

This is a young man with an elegant appearance. He is dressed in a bright white Zen robe, with a smooth and bright forehead and white robe. He has an elegant appearance and exudes a lofty and otherworldly temperament.

In an instant, this extremely handsome young man had descended from the clouds and stopped beside the two of them.

Yu Yuan looked carefully and confirmed that he had never met this person before.

However, his senses detected a subtle but familiar scent from it, as if he had encountered it on some occasion.