Chapter 343 Overcoming the Tribulation

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

A hundred years later, in the Earthly Immortal World, look south to Buzhou.

"Looking south to Buzhou, you are greedy for sexual pleasure and happy for misfortunes, and there are many killings and many fights!"

"We should spread the Dharma and help people in the world, and their merits will be immeasurable!"

"Amitabha!"

There was a sudden shout of the Buddha's name, and the two of them stepped forward.

The two men were dressed in monk's robes and had round lights on their heads. They were two great Buddhist monks.

One of them looks like Maitreya Maitreya, broad and fat, with a big smile.

The other person has a powerful and angry look, a strong physique, very tall, and a serious attitude, which is the extreme contrast.

Both of them were barefoot, walking in steps, shrinking to an inch, and passing thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant.

The fat monk was carrying a cloth bag on his back, and he didn't know what was inside it. Judging from its outline, there was an ups and downs of a dragon and a snake, but he didn't pay attention to it. He carried the bag forward and talked with the strong monk beside him.

"A hundred years ago."

"The Longevity Mountain still hasn't made any move. It's obvious that it doesn't want to come to the door."

"It seems that this person is determined to get into trouble with my Buddhist sect."

The strong monk had a solemn face and an unsmiling attitude. He looked ahead and saw the beautiful mountains. He said in a deep voice: "I heard that this man has extraordinary means and great magical powers. After getting rid of the golden hair a hundred years ago, he also succumbed to demons everywhere. I have killed many powerful monsters and am already famous throughout the country."

Monk Budai nodded: "Although the evil obstacle of the Golden Hair Jiao is only a combination of cultivation, but with the Bodhisattva's purple-gold bell in hand, ordinary people will never be able to hold it. Those who can remove it must either develop extraordinary magical powers, or It’s because I have a heavy treasure in my hand and I can’t get out of the Mahayana, so I can’t do anything about it, so that’s why you and I were alarmed.”

"It is natural and understandable that those evil deeds that obstruct the lower realm are causing harm to the world and should be removed by others."

The strong monk looked indifferent: "But the purple gold bell belongs to the Bodhisattva. It was stolen by that evil person and used to commit evil. Now we should take it back."

"I'm afraid he won't do it."

Budai monk shook his head: "I heard that this person has a personality like blazing fire and is very resolute. Over the years, he has been slaying demons everywhere in Nanzhan. He has conflicts with all parties, but he never gives in and has fought several times..."

"No matter what, according to the Bodhisattva's will, the Purple Gold Bell must be taken back!"

The strong monk said calmly: "If he returns it, the matter will be settled."

"What if not?"

"Let's have a fight!"

"That's all."

As he spoke, he crossed the mountains and rivers and finally arrived at the destination.

In front of me, I saw mountains like unicorns, dragons crouching and tigers perched on top of each other, making it look majestic.

Exactly...

"Wanshou Mountain!"

"Where did I expect the auspiciousness to come? It turned out to be Venerable Arhat."

The two of them had just stopped when they heard a chuckle, and then saw the auspicious clouds falling.

There is an old man on the cloud, wearing a square scarf and crane hair. His beard and hair are all white, and he looks like an immortal.

Exactly...

"Zhenren Ziyang!"

The two monks looked at each other with a bit of surprise.

The other party knows them, and they themselves know each other.

Jinhua Mountain, Wuzhen Cave, Ziyang Jun!

Not only is he a Mahayana Immortal, but he is also a famous Danding Grandmaster in Nanzhan Continent, with a great reputation.

Why are these people here?

"Amitabha!"

The two of them turned their gazes back and saluted with the Buddha's name: "It turns out to be Master Ziyang. I don't want to meet him here."

"ha!"

Master Ziyang smiled, looked at the two of them, and said playfully: "Two venerables are here, what do you think they are doing?"

"Amitabha!"

Monk Budai recited a Buddha's name: "To be honest, my brother and I are here to retrieve the Purple Gold Bell, a Buddha's treasure, in accordance with the Bodhisattva's will."

"I see."

As if he had expected it, Master Ziyang was not surprised and just chuckled and said: "Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is a reasonable person. As long as the two venerables understand him with reason and move him with emotion, they will definitely be able to welcome the Bodhisattva's treasure back. "

"Um!?"

The two frowned, as if they heard the implication.

However, Master Ziyang ignored it and said with a chuckle: "But the time has not come yet. The gate of Zhenyuan Fellow Taoist Mountain has not been opened, so we cannot enter rashly. How about asking the two venerables to stay with me for a while?"

"this……"

The two frowned even more after hearing this, not knowing how to agree.

The two of them are not ordinary monks, but Arhats from Western Buddhism, the followers of the Great Sun Buddha, Venerable Yingadha and Venerable Supintuo.

The fat and wide-bodied Budai monk is the Venerable Ingatuo, the Budai Arhat, one of the eighteen Arhats. He is also the attendant of the Buddha and a long-famous Mahayana figure in Buddhism.

The other one is his junior brother, Venerable Subintuo, named Tuota Arhat. He is also a close disciple of the Buddha. Although he is a laggard, his Taoism is even better, and his magical power is still higher than that of his senior brother Budai Arhat.

The two of them were ordered by the Buddhist sect to come here with the instructions of the Great Merciful Bodhisattva to welcome back the Bodhisattva's magic weapon, the Purple Gold Bell. To Wanshou Mountain, it can be said that "the one who came here is not good!"

So, Master Ziyang actually asked them to wait outside the mountain until Wanshou Mountain opened to welcome guests?

Isn't this a joke?

The two of them frowned, confused and confused, but looking at Ziyang's expression, they couldn't force themselves for a moment.

Although there are no real immortals in Jinhua Mountain Wuzhen Cave, Ziyang Zhenren is just a Mahayana figure. No matter his background or strength, he is not as good as these two Buddhist Arhats, but he still cannot be underestimated, because apart from his cultivation, he is also proficient in The method of Danding is practiced by the famous Danding master in Nanzhan Prefecture.

In addition, he also has a wide range of friends, including three mountains and five mountains. He is extremely popular and is a famous good old man.

In this world, it is difficult to be a good person, and it is even harder to be a good person. No one who can be a good person in a chaotic place like Nanzhan Buzhou is a simple or easy character.

So, they have to be cautious.

"This Master Ziyang actually calls him a Taoist friend, and in his words he praises that person so much that he is afraid that he will never go back on his friendship."

"I have long heard that that person has profound cultivation, vast supernatural powers, and is proficient in hundreds of arts. He has a very wide range of knowledge, and his attainments are even more extraordinary. He is good at spiritual cultivation, beast control, elixir cauldrons, talisman weapons, and even array formations. He has dabbled in all Taoist methods, and he is a master. He can be said to be a scholar of heaven and earth, and his skills amaze ghosts and gods!"

"Based on this, although he has had many grievances over the years, he has made more friends, especially people like Zhenren Ziyang, who is a very good alchemist. He does not hesitate to use the dignity of Mahayana to interact with his peers and sit down to talk about Taoism. Now it seems that he is irreversible. Feelings."

"In this way, this person has become a person who can move his whole body with one attack. If he does it forcefully, I'm afraid he will not get any good results."

"Did he already know that we were coming, so he summoned his friends to come and help?"

The two of them frowned, wondering in their hearts.

Master Ziyang smiled lightly and didn't say much.

In the end, it was the Budai monk who spoke up: "My fellow disciples came here according to the will of the Bodhisattva, just to welcome Zijin Ling back. Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is upright and reasonable. I think he will not cause trouble with the two of me..."

"I thought someone might be here. I can see the auspicious light from afar. They are the two sages of Buddhism!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and a sword light came through the air. In an instant, it fell beside the three people and transformed into a young man wearing green clothes and carrying two swords on his back.

"Zhenjun Chunjun!"

Seeing such a man with the same immortal demeanor and a hint of sharp swordsmanship, the Bag-bag Arhat stopped talking, and the Tota Arhat also frowned.

"Two venerables are here, but I don't know what's going on?"

The True Lord Chunjun looked familiar. He stepped forward and asked with a chuckle, "Is it possible that you are also here for the Danyuan meeting at the invitation of fellow Taoist Zhenyuan?"

"this……"

The Bag-bag Arhat and the Tota Arhat looked at each other with hesitation, while Master Ziyang beside them smiled and said nothing.

At this moment...

"Who do I think is here? It turns out to be a Buddhist Arhat!"

Another loud roar was heard, and a strong wind blew, and a person appeared on the ground. He was a young man in black, with a stern expression and fierce energy.

"Um!?"

"evildoer!"

The Tota Arhat had a sharp look in his eyes, stepped forward, and looked at this person closely.

"snort!"

The young man in black snorted coldly, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he forced out his Qi and used his sharp sword intent to fight tit for tat. He was also a Mahayana practitioner.

Seeing this scene, even the man-bag Arhat couldn't help but frown.

Not to mention Master Ziyang, he has been famous for a long time and is the master of Danding.

And that True Lord Chunjun was also a well-known figure in Nanzhan Buzhou, and he was a swordsman with amazing combat power.

As for the young man in black, although the two of them didn't know his origin, they could feel a trace of the other's unresolved demonic aura.

It’s the Mahayana of the demon clan!

Looking to the south of Buzhou, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and the three religions and nine streams are very chaotic. It is not a strange thing to have the demon clan Mahayana.

But the strange thing is, what is this demon clan Mahayana doing in Wanshou Mountain?

That Zhen Yuanzi, in addition to immortal monks like Zhenren Ziyang and Zhenjun Chunjun, also has friendship with the demon clan Mahayana?

How did he do it? Didn't he say that this person was killing monsters and slaying demons everywhere in Nanzhan Buzhou? Logically speaking, these monsters should be on the same level as him. Why now...?

Feeling the undisguised hostility of the man in black, the Bag-bag Arhat frowned, while the Tota Arhat also remained silent.

At this moment...

"Fellow Taoists, it's so lively!"

I heard another chuckle and said goodbye to the auspicious clouds approaching. There were orioles and swallows in the clouds, and there were all the women, all of them stunning beauties.

"Valley of Flowers!"

"Herb Fairy!"

As the auspicious clouds fell, a woman stepped forward and bowed to Zhenjun Ziyang and others: "Mudan has met all of you fellow Taoists."

"It turns out to be the Peony Fairy!"

True Lord Ziyang smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Fairy is also here to protect Taoist friend Zhenyuan?"

"It's natural!"

Fairy Peony smiled and glanced aside with her beautiful eyes, scanning the two Arhats, then turned them back, and said pointedly: "Brother Zhenyuan has been kind to me, Baihua Valley, and today he is about to escape the catastrophe. We will wait for him." Come here of your own accord, lest any young person interfere with my elder brother’s path!”