lethal arsenal

Chapter 684: The Big Punch King
"coming."

Just as Yuan Tiangang was silently reciting in his heart, an ordinary old man in black cloth, about six feet tall, walked into the inn calmly with a wine jug in one hand.

Lin Dong glanced over.

"mortal?"

He thought with some surprise.

Faced with so many gods in the sky, how could an ordinary person dare to set foot among them?

"Interesting, getting more and more interesting."

Lin Dongxin said.

Yuan Tiangang also frowned in surprise, because according to his divination, the person coming at this moment should be Li Shimin, the supreme emperor of the Tang Empire, and not a mere civil official.

That’s right, Yuan Tiangang is worthy of being the leader of the Jing Sect under the command of Patriarch Bodhi. He can tell this man’s identity at a glance.

"What's your name, old man?"

Yuan Tiangang asked first.

"Don't you know? I am one of the twenty-four ministers in the Lingyan Pavilion, and the most mediocre one. I have no skills, the lowest merits, and the lowest moral character. I have been promoted all the way, all thanks to the care of my nephew Zhangsun Wuji and my niece Empress Wende."

The old man in black cloth introduced himself and sat down next to Lin Dong, even squeezing Lin Dong.

"Come on, kid, move over a little."

Gao Shilian said bluntly.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and gave him half the space on his butt.

"Since you can come here, it means that you have a connection with the gods here. Let's have a drink together."

Huanxin on the side reminded.

After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and immediately wine flew out of the jug and rolled into the cup of the old man in black cloth.

"please."

Huanxin made an inviting gesture.

The old man in black drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "It would be better if it was served with some peanuts." The old man said casually, then put his wine gourd on the table and pushed it in front of Huanxin.

(According to Duan Chengshi's Youyang Zazu from the Tang Dynasty of China, it is shaped like taro and grows like a creeper. The flower blooms and falls to the ground, producing seeds like taro, also known as peanuts.)
"Child, come and try the osmanthus wine brewed by the old man."

Pushing the wine gourd in front of Huanxin, the old man in the dark night said with a smile.

"it is good."

Huanxin picked up the wine gourd without hesitation, opened the lid, sniffed it first, and then his eyes lit up.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Yuan Tiangang was so angry that the purple cloud on his forehead turned into mist.

"You and I are both from the Jing Sect, so there's no need for you to be so mysterious, right?"

"I came here to meet the True Buddhas. Another reason is to tell everyone that if someone regards us common people as ants, and thinks that they can treat the people of the world as grass just because they have supernatural powers, abilities, and Taoism, then we grass must teach the immortals and Buddhas a hard lesson."

Gao Shilian slowly picked up the wine glass, took another sip and said.

"Why do you say that, old man?"

Jin Ling'er on the side couldn't stand it anymore and asked directly.

"In the eyes of the saints, we are not grass, so what are we?"

Gao Shilian asked back.

Jin Ling'er frowned subconsciously, as gods always have no one in their eyes.

Monsters generally regard ordinary people as pigs and dogs, at least they can be eaten.

In the eyes of some so-called immortals, mortals are actually no different from a stone.

To say that they are insignificant is an overestimation.

Because of this, Jin Ling'er was unable to answer for a moment.

"Grass, stone, gold and jade are actually the same thing. It depends on how you think. If you have an open mind, the universe is just a grain of sand. If you have a narrow mind, everything is made of grass. Even the true bodies of immortals and Buddhas are probably just clay sculptures or wooden carvings in your eyes. You have already reached the state of mind of a true immortal, and you will definitely be in heaven in the future."

Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who was standing beside Emperor Gou Chen, gave some advice casually.

"fallacy!"

Gao Shilian patted the table.

"Does the Bodhisattva know what you, the immortals and Buddhas, are in the eyes of common people like me?"

Gao Shilian shouted angrily.

"The defense is broken, that's it?"

When Lin Dong saw the other party appear, he thought he was an expert, extraordinary in every way, but the result was like this?
It turns out that we can't expect anything from these mortals.

"Oh, then tell me, what do immortals and Buddhas look like in the eyes of you scholars?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin burst out laughing.

"Humph."

Gao Shilian snorted coldly and said angrily: "You are a parasite to the country!"

This one sentence immediately made the atmosphere at the scene tense. All the ten Heavenly Lords glared at him, wishing they could tear him to pieces.

The look in Avalokitesvara's eyes also became playful.

Emperor Gou Chen remained silent.

Among them, people like the Great Master Xuandu seemed to have not heard the other party at all, or even seen the other party, and were simply wandering away in his mind.

Huanxin became interested, "How can you be considered a borer?"

"Lying on the road, wantonly stealing power from the human world, but doing nothing, what else can you be but a borer? Can the so-called "the way of heaven is constant, but the way of heaven is changeable" explain everything?"

"It is obvious that some immortals and Buddhas have stolen the destiny of heaven and pushed all the consequences onto ordinary people. Let the people at the bottom of society bear the cost."

After Gao Shilian finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang was just about to interject.

Gao Shilian did not give him a chance to refute, and continued: "People respect the heaven, love the heaven, and like the heaven. But has the heaven ever been fair? When the people suffered and the three disasters and nine calamities occurred, what were you gods doing?"

Yuan Tiangang may have thought of something, and remained silent.

Gao Shilian's questioning made Lin Dong feel that these gods should be speechless.

Unexpectedly, it was still Bodhisattva Guanyin who exerted his strength: "It is written in the Tao Te Ching - Heaven and earth are not benevolent, saints regard all things as straw dogs, and all things have never referred to the naked worm as a single entity. Instead, they include all kinds of monsters in the plants, mountains, rivers and streams in the universe. Not only humans have rights, monsters also have rights. The destiny of the way of heaven has never been passed on to humans only. The monsters would also frantically snatch the destiny. The gods in the sky, who enjoy the incense but do nothing for a long time, will still be replaced, and even merged with part of the divine power. So, your statement that the immortals have occupied the destiny of the human way is really too narrow-minded. Amitabha, sometimes it is not that the human way has crossed the line and plundered the destiny of the way of heaven."

"Hahaha."

Gao Shilian laughed loudly, his eyes became a little fierce, and he said, "If the Tao is fair and can really distribute things fairly as Guanyin Bodhisattva said, why is there a divine way between the immortal way and the human way? Conferring titles on mountain and river spirits has always only occupied the dynasty's fortune. Why was there a battle to confer the title of god thousands of years ago?"

“This is the number of days.”

The Great Emperor Zhenwu on the side saw that Guanyin didn't react for a moment, so he interrupted her and spoke directly.

"Who determines the destiny? Is it God, you, or the saints?"

Gao Shilian shouted sternly.

Without waiting for the immortals and Buddhas to refute, Gao Shilian continued, "My Lord has condensed the royal luck of conquering the two continents into thirteen gold medals of luck, just to gamble with the gods and Buddhas!"

"Win a game, and you get one gold medal. One gold medal is worth several reincarnations and the hard work of reincarnation. One gold medal can make a True Immortal break through to the level of a Celestial Immortal. Thirteen medals means at least thirteen Celestial Immortals are born, provided you have the ability."

"If you lose, Bodhisattva, Heavenly Lord, please cut off three layers of your luck and inject them into the Golden Pond of Merit of the Tang Dynasty. How about contributing a little to the creation of the perfect body for my master?"

Gao Shilian asked back.

"Interesting, how do you bet?"

Lin Dong asked rhetorically.

"In the universe, among humans, gods, and ghosts, there is only one unbreakable truth, and that is - the one with the biggest fist is the king. Quasi-saints are not allowed to interfere. We must keep fighting, regardless of magic weapons, instruments, or talismans, until the thirteenth round is decided. How about that?"

Gao Shilian preached loudly.

In the inn.

The gods and Buddhas remained silent.

In the end, it was the Great Master Xuandu who made the final decision, uttering a decisive word lightly.

"Can!"

Master Xuandu nodded slightly.

Thus, a shocking gamble began. …

Inside the Lingyan Pavilion.

Li Shimin sat high on the golden throne, and his astonishing golden imperial aura almost filled the entire court.

It can be said that there are few who can surpass him throughout history.

"Devil King Cheng Yaojin, White Tiger Star Lord Luo Cheng, Black Evil Marshal Yuchi Gong, and Zuo Tianpeng General Qin Shubao, the four of you go together to break the first four formations!"

"promise!"

A unanimous response rang out in the Golden Throne Hall, and four generals stepped out one after another.

"Wu Qu, Po Jun, Tan Lang, Qi Sha, you guys go and break the last four formations, with Qi Sha as the main one."

"promise!"

A group of Doubu gods stood out.

"The Ten Absolute Formations are extremely fierce, so the last two formations will be handed over to Zhenwu. He will not disappoint me. The rest of you will go to the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. When I ride my dragon back to heaven, it will be your turn to return to the creation of the immortals."

Li Shimin said in a deep voice.

"What if Zhenwu is not here?"

Yi Suanxing couldn't help but say something.

After he said this, a hint of subtlety appeared in the originally solemn atmosphere.

There was a hint of proud purple in Li Shimin's golden vertical pupils, which was a kind of arrogance and indifference that looked down on everything.

It was just a sideways glance, but the corner of his eye was enough to make Yisuan Xingjun feel a little overwhelmed.

"Zhenwu will not let me down."

Li Shimin said calmly.

"Your Majesty! Think twice. I am not slandering you, but I hope Your Majesty will think more carefully."

Yisuan Xingjun spoke again, his head buried deeply and not daring to raise it.

"Then let the Nine-kill Boy take over, and give him my treasured Heaven Shaking Hammer. Since you care about me so much, you can supervise the operation of the Zhoutian Xingdou Array with Wei Zheng."

Li Shimin made arrangements again.

"Yes. I will obey your command."

Yisuan Xingjun slowly stood up and bowed.

……

"The fight started, the fight started."

With such a good opportunity to watch a show, Lin Dong would definitely go and watch it live.

In the past, he always fought with others and was watched by the immortals and Buddhas. Now, the situation has changed, and it is time for him, Lin Dong, to watch the show.

There are eight rivers and four canals in Chang'an City, and there is a saying that seven of them flow into the Wei River.

This means that seven of the eight water tributaries that guard the city of Chang'an flow into the Wei River.

At this moment, the Wei River is raging with waves.

A huge whirlpool also appeared in the sky above the river.

This formation is the first of the Ten Absolute Formations—the Heaven Absolute Formation!

The person who set up the formation was Qin Wan, one of the twenty-four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department in the Heavenly Court.

Of course, this person was once a disciple of Jiejiao.

As soon as the black robe was lifted, a ferocious face with a blue face and cinnabar hair was revealed.

"Who can break this formation?"

Qin Wan roared loudly and flew into a huge vortex in the sky.

The next moment, an extremely large bloodshot eyeball appeared in the vortex in the air.

Lin Dong took a step directly from the observation deck on the third floor of the inn and arrived at the scene.

How can it be more meaningful to watch it from outside than to be there and see it?

"Hmph, you scoundrel, stop being so arrogant. I'm here to kill you!"

A cold snort sounded in the sky, and Luo Cheng, holding a silver spear, soared into the sky and flew out of Chang'an City.

"I am Luo Cheng, the White Tiger Star Lord. I have come to meet you!"

The divine general shouted sternly.

The White Tiger Star Lord corresponds to the celestial phenomena and is essentially the sacred beast spirit that governs the West.

If one succeeds in cultivation, he can be on par with the Great Emperor Zhenwu and be directly awarded the title of Heavenly Emperor.

Among them, the White Tiger Star God came to the world relatively late. His first achievement in this life was Luo Shixin, a fierce general at the end of the Sui Dynasty. As a result, he became a human immortal and died in battle.

The second life is Luo Cheng right now.

Of course, Luo Cheng's current body was also built by Emperor Ziwei using materials from the star core.

Luo Cheng's physical body also died before the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

However, Li Shimin was grateful for his achievements and had always intended to use him, and listed him as one of his most outstanding high-ranking generals.

When Luo Cheng flew into the air, the Tian Jue Formation had already begun to take effect.

The sky and the earth seemed to be hanging upside down in front of Luo Cheng's eyes, and the next moment, his body was falling rapidly.

The vortex that should have appeared above his head miraculously appeared under his feet, and the huge bloodshot eye was staring at Luo Cheng.

As the challenger of the first small level in Ziwei Emperor's ascension to heaven on his dragon, Luo Cheng naturally has an impressive set of skills.

A star-like body at the peak of human immortality, with the strength of a half-step celestial immortal.

And he specializes in martial arts.

Boom! The blinding lightning shot out from the exposed eyeball below! The extreme lightning was so sharp that it hurt the eyes.

Lin Dong's eyes felt slightly sore just from watching from afar.

The period of the Conferred Gods War.

This formation is said to evolve the innate numbers and obtain the innate pure energy.

There is a table of chaos hidden inside, and three banners are set up.

The directions of heaven, earth and man are combined into one energy.

If anyone enters this formation and there is thunder, he will be turned into dust.

If an immortal were to encounter this place, his limbs would be shattered.

At that time, Deng Hua, an immortal from the Chan sect, died in this formation. Later, Manjusri Bodhisattva, who had not yet betrayed his religion, used his ten-thousand-foot golden body and the Dragon Pillar to refine Qin Wan to death.

At that time, the three flowers on Manjusri's head had not been cut off, and his strength, according to the current classification - was only at the Heaven-Swallowing level of understanding of the laws.

However, with the various magic weapons bestowed by Yuanshi Tianwang, even a quasi-saint would be able to fight.

At that time, as the ten thousand zhang Dharma image was opened, Manjusri broke the Juetian Formation with almost no effort!
Of course, when breaking the formation, he deliberately used his disciple's blood to defile the formation.

It is precisely because of this that the character of Manjushri Lord is obvious to all.

The extreme white light of heavenly thunder blasted out.

Luo Cheng swung his spear backhandedly, and there was a loud bang, and a gap about a mile long and two or three meters wide appeared in the sky.

Luo Cheng's arms were numb, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Why?

The formation that had once killed an immortal from the orthodox sect with one strike now had little effect on Luo Cheng.

The reason is simple, that is, his Dharma body was made of star cores of the lightning series.

If you are not careful enough when holding the gun on a normal day, the gun will excite the electrons in the air, thus producing a large string of thunder bubbles.

Those bubbles may look ordinary, but in fact the power of their explosion can easily destroy a mountain.

(End of this chapter)