Honghuang: Yu Ding forgot to accept a disciple

Chapter 399: Subjugating Kong Xuan
The wind from all directions is rushing into the night, and the clouds in the sky are darkening the mountain scenery.

When it was getting dark, only the surrounding mountains were left with a golden glow.

Evening is approaching.

Kong Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at the sun, and found that today's sunset was particularly dazzling.

"Look at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers under the setting sun. You want to connect with the underworld and turn the area within a hundred miles into a dead land. These flowers and plants have become dead in an instant. Isn't it a real spoiler for the scenery?"

"It is a very suitable place for you to be buried as Kong Xuan. If you are listed on the Conferred God List, Yang will give you a high position."

Yang Jian responded.

"You are so arrogant, you are just a Golden Immortal, yet you are so rude to me. If I let you cultivate for another one or two thousand years, wouldn't you be on equal footing with the Taoist Ancestor?"

Kong Xuan cursed.

Yang Jian thought to himself, when I met you, you were just an egg.

He did not say these words aloud, but simply stared at the setting sun in the west.

Kong Xuan followed Yang Jian's gaze and was suddenly startled. A moment passed, but the setting sun did not move at all, still hanging in the sky, in the same position as before.

He instantly realized something was wrong. The feathers on his body suddenly exploded, and he flapped his wings and flew away, circling in the air.

Kong Xuan was surprised and asked, "What is that thing?"

Yang Jian just glanced at him coldly and did not answer.

Kong Xuan felt even more uneasy when he saw everyone's reaction. He squinted his eyes and looked at the big sun in the west. He only felt a warm and gentle feeling, but did not feel any murderous intent.

"Good boy, you are trying to deceive me again! You must have used some magic to trick me, but I won't fall for it. I will fight you here, unless you are willing to kneel on the ground and kowtow to me three times, then I may show mercy and let you go."

Kong Xuan said quietly, "After all, you have offended me. All of this is due to you. It was your choice. You can't blame me for being aggressive."

"Coming~"

Yang Jian said softly.

"What's coming?"

Kong Xuan was puzzled.

Suddenly I realized that the light in front of me was a little too bright. How could the setting sun be as bright as this?

Looking back, he couldn't help but squint his eyes. The dazzling golden light made it impossible for him to open his eyes. He could only vaguely see a sitting figure in the golden light.

Is this guy Yang Jian trying to cheat me again?

Such a thought flashed through Kong Xuan’s mind, but the powerful aura of the figure in front of him could not be faked.

He used his magical powers to relieve the pain in his eyes and recognized the figure in the golden light.

"Ha~"

The moment he saw clearly, Kong Xuan laughed out loud: "Old Duobao, I haven't seen you for several years. How did you become like this? Where did you get this golden lacquer? Did you ask the disciples of Jiejiao to paint it on you?"

"Good, good~"

Duobao put his hands together and restrained his own spiritual light, allowing everyone to open their eyes. The blinding golden light dissipated and night fell.

Everyone suddenly realized that the sky had turned dark a long time ago, and the light from Taoist Duobao's golden body acted as the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at Duobao Taoist from top to bottom. Compared with the last time they met, Duobao Taoist's aura was more restrained and his aura was unpredictable. He only felt that there was infinite Zen, and his ears were filled with boundless Buddhist sounds and the sound of the wheel. The deeper he looked, the easier it was to get lost in it. He immediately realized that Duobao Taoist had completely cultivated the Mahayana Buddhism, as if the Great Dao had come in person, and his aura was as deep as the abyss, and it was difficult for ordinary mortal eyes to see.

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, last time I spared your life because it was not easy for you to cultivate. Now you are back to your old ways and doing evil again. If you convert to my side, I can forgive you and lead you to the Western Paradise. Otherwise~"

Taoist Duobao had not finished speaking.

Kong Xuan laughed wildly: "Spare my life? You are just taking advantage of me for not investigating. You are funny. Could it be that Mount Xumi is poisonous? The two saints in the West liked to convert people to Buddhism. You occupied Mount Xumi and did this. It really makes me laugh."

Duobao heard this and sneered, "You are Yuanfeng's son. I didn't kill you before, I just showed some mercy to Yuanfeng. As for how I act, it's not your turn to say anything. If you obey, you live, if you disobey, you die. I advise you to face the reality, otherwise your life will end in an instant. It's a pity for your extraordinary footsteps."

"It seems that you have gained a lot of good fortune in Mount Xumi. You are actually talking nonsense in front of me. If you want to fight, then come. Why do you have to pretend and make your fellow monks laugh at you?"

Kong Xuan was extremely angry, and then he leaped up, transformed into a stream of five-colored light and rushed towards Duobao. He flicked his tail feathers, and the five-colored divine light swept towards Taoist Duobao.

"I will first remove this layer of gold paint that you are pretending to be mysterious and show you your true face."

As the five-colored divine light approached his body, cracks immediately appeared on Duobao's golden body.

His expression was normal, as if the breaking of the golden body was a common occurrence. He made a seal with one palm and placed the other palm across his chest, chanting: "Nammo Samantabhadra Mutuo Nansa Vauna Ludi Supolasi Nanjian Suva~"

As he chanted the mantra, the Buddha's light around his body suddenly became brighter, as if the sun was descending.

A sea of ​​bright clouds appeared on the palms that were held across his chest, demonstrating the boundless Dharma Realm.

Kong Xuan was about to crash into Tathagata, but the moment he saw the Dharma Realm in Tathagata's palm, his expression suddenly became panic and he flapped his wings to escape.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The Golden Spirit Holy Mother, the Wu Dang Holy Mother, and the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother behind him seized the opportunity and activated the innate spiritual treasures lent by Yang Jian to attack him.

First, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife shot out a divine light, freezing Kong Xuan for a moment, and then the Pangu Banner arrived in an instant and hit Kong Xuan hard, splashing blood.

Then the Vajra Cutter came and hit Kong Xuan's peacock head directly, making him dizzy. He was not careful enough and was taken away by the boundless Dharma Realm in Duobao's palm.

"Om~ah~na~ba~mi~hum~"

Duobao uttered the mantra, and the Dharma Realm in his palm turned into mantra chains that suppressed Kong Xuan.

"Old Duobao, what's the point of using your numbers to bully the few? If you have the guts, let me go. Let's fight one-on-one. I wonder if your little gold and lacquer can withstand a few of my five-colored divine lights!"

Kong Xuan struggled violently and cursed as he struggled. With every movement he made, the chains on the ground rattled. Buddhist mantras emerged above the chains, and the reflected Buddha light roasted his entire body and made green smoke rise.

"Good, good~"

He swung his sleeves and took Kong Xuan into them, and there was no more noise.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, for achieving great magical powers and subduing Kong Xuan."

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother, the Wu Dang Holy Mother, and the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother all stepped forward to congratulate, and the disciples of the Jiejiao below also spoke out their congratulations.

Duobao responded one by one and asked how his master was doing recently.

The fellow disciples replied that Master was well.

The eldest brother of Jiejiao meets his many junior sisters again. Their caring voices seem cordial, but not as intimate as when they were in Jiejiao.

In the past, every time Duobao met his fellow sisters, he would ask about their progress in cultivation and give them some pointers.

Not this time.

(End of this chapter)