Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 123 Who is the Lord of Morality? Is he more effective than God?

Zhang Tian was silently collecting the other party's body. He just opened his fingers and took away the other party's armor and weapons.

At this moment.

He even thought of the use of the opponent's body. He buried it on the hilltop where he had lived in Shenniu Village, under his purple gold gourd. The corpse of a peacock that was about to become an immortal was a great tonic!

He heard the discussions of the people around him, and they were all discussing him. After all, he had successively killed geniuses from the Dapeng clan and the Peacock clan. This record was simply earth-shattering and unbeatable, so it was naturally the focus of everyone's discussions.

"The other party actually has six arms. What kind of magical power is this? Could it be a lineage from the Heavenly Palace?"

"I've never heard of the great god Nezha talking about such a disciple!"

"Look at the turtle he just summoned. Could it be from the sea monster clan?"

When everyone was discussing, someone weakly replied, "Isn't he from Fangcun Mountain?"

He was immediately despised by everyone.

It would be normal for a small sect that is less than a thousand years old not to have great power, but now it has shown so many powerful magical powers. Do you still call it Fangcun Mountain? Fangcun Mountain, a sect of scattered immortals?
"He must be the incarnation of some great supernatural being in heaven!"

Someone else asked weakly, "I heard that the Supreme Lord Laojun among the Three Pure Ones likes to use the Jade Ruyi. Could this be his disciple?"

Everyone looked down upon him again.

Taishang Laojun is the Taoist ancestor, the Taiqing among the Three Pure Ones. He has not accepted any disciples for countless tens of thousands of years. How is it possible? He is really stupid! He can actually ask such a phoenix-like question! He needs to change his brain, otherwise he will end up like these two phoenix clan boys who were suppressed and killed!
They were all talking about Zhang Tian's brilliant future. After all, at this age, with this talent, and this combat power, as long as he did not die, he would definitely become a great general in the heaven and guard an area with the heavenly soldiers.

"But before becoming an immortal, you still have to be careful and don't let the Phoenix Clan trip you up. If you fall into their hands, you'll be in big trouble."

“Haha, do these three realms belong to his Phoenix clan? Even if they have the Holy Mountain behind them, so what? The world is so big that he can’t control it even if he wants to!”

"That's right. Have you heard about it before? I heard that there was a daring scorpion demon who ran to Lingshan Mountain and eavesdropped on Tathagata's teachings. He was discovered by the Buddha and stung Tathagata's hand. Until now, Lingshan Mountain has not caught him."

This is a secret that is not to be told to outsiders.

Now that it was spoken out, everyone pricked up their ears and eavesdropped, taking a deep breath in their hearts. After all, compared to the daring madman who stung Shang Tathagata, Zhang Tian's case was really nothing.

They were discussing secretly, wondering how Zhang Tian would survive this disaster, but they soon saw that the eldest prince of the West Sea, Ao Mo'ang, stood up, patted his chest, and took the responsibility of this matter.

Say he did it!
He also gave Zhang Tian a guarantee, saying that if the Phoenix Clan wanted to cause trouble for him, he could just come to West Sea. West Sea had a large family and wealth, plenty of money and people, and could find a position and a positive result for them in the Heavenly Palace.

Suddenly everyone's eyes turned red and they were almost jealous. The Phoenix clan was indeed very powerful and used to be the leader of birds, but times have changed. Now is the era of the Jade Emperor.

The other party sits in the Heavenly Palace, protecting all the gods in the Heavenly Palace. As long as you enter the Heavenly Palace, no matter who you are or what kind of supernatural powers you have, you must not be beaten or killed, otherwise! You can wait for the revenge from the Jade Emperor, which is the thunderous wrath of God!
Faced with such a good place, Zhang Tian smiled and refused, which made everyone puzzled and they didn't know what to say.

The second round of competition is still going on.

Although many people presented wonderful fights, they were overshadowed by Zhang Tian’s previous two matches.

Prime Minister Turtle called out the names of the eleven winners, plus Monk Hai Xin who was promoted to the third round, there were twelve people in total.

Third round rules.

These twelve people are required to challenge the top ten winners of the previous competition. This will be regarded as an attack on the challenge. If they can defeat them, they will be the winners.

The winning champion can also attack other champions and get a higher ranking. In fact, it is very simple. The one with the strongest strength will definitely get the highest ranking!

Zhang Tian attended the birthday banquet at the Dragon Palace, naturally aiming for the first place. He looked at the rewards. In addition to the Gengshui Essence mentioned by Patriarch Bodhi, there were also some other treasures, which were the rewards given by the Dragon King of the West Sea himself, but none of them were as valuable as the Gengshui Essence.

It can increase your cultivation.

It can also change your physique. Even if it is placed in heaven, it can be considered a golden elixir, right?

He looked at the little white dragon without any hesitation. The little white dragon laughed out loud, without any of the silence he had shown on the journey to the west. Instead, he was full of vigor and vitality.

"Come! Fight!"

He jumped down from the platform with the sword in both hands.

When he saw Peng Bucai and Kong Buxiao being beaten to death easily, he already knew that he was no match for the other party, but he still fought fearlessly without retreating at all.

Zhang Tian was also not polite, but he still kept some face. He did not use the San San magic skill, but instead wielded the mixed iron stick and used his great strength.

When you are at a disadvantage.

He then used the Great Peng Fighting Dragon Magic.

The combination of the two magical powers defeated the little white dragon step by step and made it unable to resist.

His hands were shaken so much that his limbs could no longer keep up. He was hit on the chest by a stick, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The first place winner of the previous session, a genius that only appears once in thousands of years in the West Sea Dragon Clan, Xiao Bailong was easily knocked away by Zhang Tian and was defeated directly.

No one was surprised at all.

I just take it for granted.

Zhang Tian unceremoniously sat in the position of the first champion, turned his head to look at his fourth senior brother, expecting him to come and attack the ring. The fourth senior brother turned his head away, almost breaking his neck, and didn't even look at him, unwilling to look at this pervert.

Zhang Tian was a little disappointed.

Sitting in the first place position, he looked around boredly, watching them fighting. Soon the top ten were decided. There were newcomers and old players, all of whom had fought their way to the top through their strength, and everyone was convinced.

But what no one expected was...

There was actually someone who wanted to challenge Zhang Tian for the first place. It was not anyone else, but the monk Hai Xin, who had always sat in a high position, never made a move, and was regarded by everyone as the successor of Lingshan.

The other party said "Amitabha" and walked straight towards Zhang Tian. Just like Kong Buxiao, he used his magical powers directly, accompanied by "Amitabha" again and again.

Endless glazed light shone from the other person's body. Under his feet, golden lotuses floated one after another. On each golden lotus there was a Bodhisattva or an Arhat, who were constantly chanting scriptures and singing.

Xiao Bailong's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh fiercely, "Why didn't I think of that! He hasn't condensed the Flower of God yet, and his soul can't bear it. I shouldn't have gotten so close!"

The magical powers of Buddhism focus on the spirit and soul.

Especially restrain Zhang Tian.

Especially the continuous chanting of Monk Hai Xin, the Buddhist Dharma he displayed was so earth-shaking that it attracted the attention of all the people present. They were directly drawn over by the aftermath and immersed in the Sanskrit sounds that filled the air, unable to extricate themselves for a while.

"Daluo Fanyin! It's the magical power of that Bodhisattva. He's in trouble!"

But Zhang Tian's expression remained calm.

Looking at the little monk quietly, the other party was startled, gritted his teeth fiercely, and swore secretly in his heart, Oh my God...

The Buddha's light shines everywhere! The sound of Sanskrit becomes more powerful!
This time Zhang Tian was finally moved, his lips moved slightly. The little monk Hisense was close enough to see clearly that he seemed to recite a sentence from the Lord of Dao and Virtue.

He was unwilling to accept it, and his voice kept speeding up. He chanted Tathagata Buddha a thousand times, Amitabha a thousand times, and God a thousand times. His mouth was dry and his tongue was parched, but the other party remained unmoved.

Hisense:! Isn’t this right?!
Who are you, the Lord of Morality? How come you are more powerful than my God?

(End of this chapter)