Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 659: I·Nuwa·Novelist Patriarch·Ultimate Summoner!
"no!"
"Absolutely not!"
Patriarch Bodhi looked excited and immediately refuted Li Er's suggestion.
This doesn't sound plausible!
"Follow Brother Dao out of Hangu Pass? You might as well escort him all the way to Tianzhu!"
Patriarch Bodhi glared at Li Er in annoyance. He had finally found a war god for Buddhism, but he hadn't even started yet, and his calculations were making a deafening noise.
"If you want, it's not impossible to send it to India."
Li Er smiled faintly. He looked at Patriarch Bodhi, whose face was getting darker and darker, and then he said seriously, "Alright, alright, I won't compete with you for your disciple!"
"Rob?" Patriarch Bodhi snorted coldly, "Even if I rob you, I have to see if I can rob you."
"If Mingyu doesn't agree, do you still want to kidnap Wukong?"
Li Er remained silent, his eyes looking calmly towards the west.
Seeing this, Bodhi Patriarch also looked towards the west. He counted with his fingers and nodded gently: "Good!"
India, Nilavansa River.
A shining golden cicada swallowed up the afterglow of the red sunset, as if it had swallowed up the evening. The sky in the forest suddenly darkened and entered the night.
Sakyamuni woke up leisurely, bent his finger and pointed, the cicadas chirped, golden light lingered around the sky and the earth, and all directions were quiet.
Circles of halos rose from behind Sakyamuni's head, and every time the golden cicada chirped, the halo would flicker for a moment.
"Chan'er Chan'er, have you also realized it?"
Shakyamuni smiled and picked up a flower. He had practiced asceticism in the Nilavansa River for six years, and now it was time to leave.
Know~~
Know~~
The golden cicada vibrated its six wings, making a squeaking sound.
When the time came, Shakyamuni set out for Gaya, where he would begin his path to enlightenment.
"Good, good!"
In the sacred land of Mount Lingshan, the ancient Buddha Dipankara, representing the past, sits on a lotus pedestal. He has a kind face and folds his hands: "The day when Sakyamuni attains perfect enlightenment will be the day when this humble monk will pass away."
The disciples at the ancient Buddha's seat wept bitterly: "Since the time of Amitabha Buddha, the ancient Buddha has attained enlightenment during the solemn kalpa of our Buddhist sect. During the great kalpa, there were eighty minor kalpas of formation, maintenance, destruction, and emptiness. During the twenty minor kalpas of the maintenance kalpa, a thousand Buddhas were born. All this is due to the grace of the ancient Buddha."
"Why does the ancient Buddha want us to leave now?"
The ancient Buddha Dipankara had a compassionate look on his face, and he seemed to not care at all about his impending death.
"I am the Buddha of the past, and he is the World Honored One of the present."
"The last rays of the past should not hinder the glory of the new day."
"Go, go."
The ancient Buddha Dipankara waved his hand gently, and all the disciples bowed and took their leave.
"Amitabha, well done, well done!"
…
Inside the Tai Chi diagram.
"Fellow Daoist, it's never too late to turn back!"
"No! I don't follow that line!"
Huizi flipped his hand and slapped it, shattering the huge word "Li" behind him.
Suddenly!
A sword came down, and he turned and walked away, narrowly avoiding it.
Rumble~~
Seventy-two chariots came rushing over, the laws of light were flying, as vast as the sea of smoke, and Zilu drew his golden bow and shot an arrow.
Ding~~
Huizi turned around and swung a golden cup, smashing a hole in the sky. The exploding hurricane roared and swallowed up thousands of gentlemen's arrows.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Mohist who had been hiding for a long time seized the opportunity and drew his sword.
Huizi's face changed slightly, and he put away the murderous sword with a wave of his sleeve.
Bang!
The sword came out again, changing from stabbing to slapping, and the crisp and pleasant sound made Huizi blush.
"How about it, fellow Daoist, do you want to go out by yourself, or should I invite you out?"
Mingyu suddenly appeared beside His tall and burly figure blocked out the bright sun in the sky, and cast a shadow on Huizi's face.
"You think you can threaten me like this?!"
Huizi looked at the "Li" book that was so close to him, and raised his neck. "I can walk by myself, I don't need you to carry me!"
As he spoke, he slapped his forehead with the golden cup and disappeared on the spot.
Mingyu nodded slightly, then raised her sword to block Sun Bin and others from the military.
"There are only military commanders who died in battle, but no generals who surrendered!"
Li Mu was young and full of vigor. He raised his spear and rode his horse, ready to charge towards Mingyu.
Wang Jian and Sun Bin stopped him, "Brother Li, Brother Li, forget it!"
"It's a very good situation that we are decent!"
Seeing the brick-sized "Logic" book flying up and down in Mingyu's hands, Li Mu shuddered and became much more sober in an instant.
He stood there, in a dilemma.
"Ah~~, let me give you a ride."
Seeing that the others were hesitant to take action, Mingyu compassionately threw out the "Book of Reasoning". The book grew in the wind, flew down from the sky, and sent the three generals on their way in the horrified eyes of the generals.
"Don't come over here, I'll do it myself!"
Just as Sun Wu was about to come to the rescue, he saw Mingyu staring at him intently. His hair stood on end. He looked down and saw that the "De" sword was against his heart.
"Fellow Daoist, have a safe journey!"
Mingyu curled the corner of her mouth and pushed Dejian forward.
Phew~~
Sun Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head, his whole body as scattered as quicksand.
Mingyu made a sword flower and looked in all directions: doctors, legalists, Taoists, diplomats, and yin-yang masters...
The heads of the families were either trapped, retreating, or fighting with Mozi.
There was no one from any family around Mingyu.
"Master!"
A surge of righteousness surged, and Yan Hui emerged from the five-colored divine light: "The East has been cleared!"
"The South has been cleared!"
Zilu and Ziyou each drove a chariot, held a golden bow, and wielded a long spear. Their elegant and easygoing faces had a bit of iron-bloodedness.
"The West has been purged by the Mohists!"
The sun was rising in the sky, and the Golden Crow transformed into Zixia's figure and landed beside Mingyu.
“Who went to the North?”
"It's Junior Brother Zai Yu, Junior Brother Zeng Shen, and Junior Brother Gong Xihua!"
"They're going after historians and novelists."
Duanmu Ci arrived holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword.
"novelist?"
Mingyu frowned slightly, his face thoughtful.
"Master, is there anything wrong?" Yan Hui asked when he saw this.
"Does anyone remember who the head of the Novelists' family is?" Mingyu suddenly realized that she seemed to have no impression of the head of the Novelists' family in her mind.
"Novelist Patriarch?"
Duanmu Ci reached out and touched his forehead, and his third eye opened, illuminating the scene in the north.
However, he only saw the historian Zuo Qiuming, but did not find the novelist.
"Big Sister Junyue, he seems to have discovered us!"
In the northern void, a simple-looking man whispered. He was wearing a bright red robe with gold thread trim, a jade-inlaid satin ribbon around his waist, and his long black hair was tied high between his crowns. He held an ink stick in his left hand and an inkstone in his right hand, and was grinding nervously.
"What are you afraid of? If you see it, you will see it."
The woman in the same crimson dress remained unmoved. Her eyes were as bright as a spring, and there was a hint of bookish air between her brows.
Glancing in Mingyu's direction, the woman then held a bald-pointed pen and continued to write and draw in the air.
And perhaps because it was a blunt pen, the ink was not full enough each time, so she had to lick the ink again after writing for a while.
"Big Sister, how's the writing going? Why do I feel like he's coming over in person?"
The honest-looking man spoke in an anxious tone. He looked at the muscular man who looked like a strongman walking towards him, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Come here?"
Jun Yue didn't even raise her head, but said lightly: "Tingfeng, it's time for you to defend the dignity of novelists!"
"Help me stop him."
"What? Stop him? Big sister, you are serious, right?"
Tingfeng shuddered. He had seen how fierce the Confucian master was just now.
Even the great military strategist Sun Wu had to suffer such a bitter defeat, let alone himself, an unknown disciple of a novelist.
"There are only two of us novelists, Big Sister. There's absolutely no need for us to insist!"
"Didn't you see that the head of the Fa family was almost unable to hold on?"
Tingfeng's calves were shaking, and he didn't dare to go out and face Mingyu at all.
"Look at what you have accomplished." Jun Yue raised her eyebrows slightly. She stared intently at the lines of text in the air. The pen in her hand rose and fell unsteadily, and a line of delicate fonts jumped nimbly.
"Take this and it'll be no problem to hold him off for a while."
Jun Yue blew a light breath, and four lines of gilded text immediately turned into four jade slips and fell into Tingfeng's hands.
"good!"
Tingfeng gritted his teeth and rushed out without even looking at what it was.
clang!
The sword of virtue pierced through the void, and the righteous aura crushed down majestically.
Tingfeng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly threw away a bamboo slip in his hand.
brush!
"On Danxue Mountain, there lives a bird. It looks like a chicken, with five colors and patterns. It is called the Phoenix. The pattern on its head means virtue, on its wings means righteousness, on its back means courtesy, on its chest means benevolence, and on its belly means trust."
Rumble~~
The five-colored divine light bloomed, and at the moment when the De sword hit Tingfeng, a divine bird covered in five-colored clothes appeared.
The five words virtue, righteousness, courtesy, benevolence and trustworthiness shine brightly.
Mingyu's eyes showed surprise. He asked, "Who is Daoist friend?"
"My name is Tingfeng!"
Tingfeng, feeling extremely nervous, subconsciously answered Mingyu's question. He looked at Mingyu tremblingly, "Big Sister asked me to hold you back for a moment. You can't go over there!"
"Listen to the wind?"
"Big Sister?"
Mingyu glanced at the void behind him.
boom!
The colorful phoenix spread its wings, and two huge "righteousness" characters flew towards Mingyu's forehead.
Mingyu's face darkened. He took a step forward, swung his sword, and cut off the phoenix's wings.
Hiccup!
The five-colored phoenix shook its body and its wings regenerated. It raised its head and chirped softly, and the word "virtue" was about to come out of its mouth, but a mighty divine fire burned the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles.
The sword of virtue circled in the sky and could not be brought down.
Bang!
A brick-sized book on "Li" flew over and hit the colorful phoenix on the head, causing it to scatter on the spot.
"roar!"
Just as the phoenix fell, a two-winged sky tiger flew over. Tingfeng used another bamboo slip. He couldn't control his shaking hands, "Can you wait a moment?"
Mingyu ignored him and swept Tianhu away with a sweep of her sleeves.
However, the flying celestial tiger did not dissipate like the phoenix, but turned into a Gengjin gale, and thousands of killing attacks enveloped it in an instant.
"Isn't it over yet?"
Mingyu frowned, and the muscles in his left arm bulged. He stretched out his hand to catch the wind and fanned it left and right. There were only two snapping sounds, and the dizzy Tianhu got up whimpering and ran away with its tail between its legs.
“Hey! You…”
Tingfeng was stunned, and he quickly threw out the third and fourth bamboo slips.
One of them turned into a black turtle and stayed in the air motionless.
One of them turned into a green dragon, soaring thousands of miles into the sky and causing huge waves.
They attacked and defended, trapping Mingyu for three breaths.
After three breaths, a palm print appeared on the back of the black turtle.
The Qinglong's scales were almost completely stripped off.
"Big Sister..."
Just as Tingfeng was about to speak, Mingyu's sword was placed on his neck, scaring him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"I did it!"
Accompanied by a cheerful cry, Mingyu looked up in shock.
A woman in blood-red clothing was seen holding a blunt pen, her eyes gleaming as she looked up to the sky and laughed heartily: "The heaven and earth were in chaos like an egg, and Pangu was born from it. Eighteen thousand years later, the heaven and earth were created, the yang and clear became the sky, and the yin and turbid became the earth.
Pangu was in it, changing into nine forms a day, becoming more divine than heaven and more holy than earth. Every day the sky grew ten feet higher, the earth grew ten feet thicker, and Pangu grew ten feet taller. This continued for eighteen thousand years.
The sky is extremely high, the earth is extremely deep, and Pangu is extremely long!"
The great way is mysterious and obscure, the laws of light and shadow overlap, endless primordial qi converge, and time and space are in chaos.
After a while, a blue lotus emerged, with thirty-six petals!
The thirty-sixth lotus evolved into a giant holding a huge axe.
" Pangu?!"
Mingyu couldn't remain calm when she saw Nuwa.
Pangu's appearance made him even more stunned.
Our discussion among the various schools of thought is almost over, and Your Majesty, you are hiding and not coming out. So this is where you are struggling!
Mozi and Zichan, who were still fighting, stopped fighting.
They all stared in amazement at Pangu who was growing taller and older.
There is also a big axe in Pangu's hand.
Is there a father in the Tai Chi diagram?
They looked confused and thought it was my arrangement, so they quickly sent a message.
However, Li Er was even more confused than them.
"This was created by Junior Sister!"
When the murderous intent that was so terrifying that made people crawl on the ground was released from the Tai Chi diagram, Li Er's face changed. He stood up in an instant and stared at the huge figure that was gathering momentum!
Patriarch Bodhi, who was about to return to the mountain, also hurriedly stopped.
He looked at Pangu in the Tai Chi diagram, swallowed hard, took two steps back, and said to Li Er as if possessed by a ghost: "Brother, Senior Sister has found a father for you, so do you want to go over and recognize him as your relative?"
Li Er angrily stepped on Bodhi.
"Father God created all things. Isn't he your father?"
Patriarch Bodhi's eyes lit up. He ignored the pain and said excitedly, "Brother Dao, are you admitting that my Western sect is also the authentic Pangu sect?"
"I……"
Li Er was choked to death.
