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

Chapter 191: Master Erlang: I’m a wimp? Damn, I can’t really criticize this!
Master Erlang is extremely confused.

After all, he had never met a monkey, let alone fought with a monkey. How could he have known that he had such a legendary CP? For a moment, he looked confused and scratched his head, unable to figure it out.

Zhang Tian laughed loudly, then changed his words, "Hundreds of years ago, in Fangcun Mountain, even if you had not offended the ancestor and been sent down to the Netherworld, you would still have been defeated by me!"

He looked very confident.

It can be said to be high-spirited.

"Back then you still bullied me because I was young and weak. Now I have mastered my magical powers and my cultivation has reached a higher level. Are you sure you still want to fight me? Aren't you afraid of damaging your Dao heart? And ruining your reputation as the invincible god of war in the Three Realms?"

Zhang Tian is not afraid of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun.

After all, he has fought with monkeys before.

The talented young man who possessed both the Shangqing inheritance and the Taiqing inheritance received many blessings after becoming a disciple of Taishang Laojun, including the elixir that could save him thousands of years of hard practice.

Being able to control many Hunyuan ideas can almost be regarded as the number one supernatural power, the Huangtian Dafa.

And there are the nine thousand year old peaches.

The ancient Buddha Dipamkara preached and practiced the Five Elements.

The monkeys divided the dirty star fruit.

And not long ago, he let Qingniu take the blame and coveted two gourds of golden pills from Taishang Laojun. Although he only swallowed one or two pills, he also achieved a Vajra body.

He compared himself to the Fangcun Mountain.

Although still in the realm of true immortals.

But I don’t know how many times more powerful it is!
Zhang Tian's eyebrows were full of confidence, and he saw that Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was equally confident and made a bet, "If you can defeat me, I will fulfill your wish and accompany your so-called pilgrim to the Western Lingshan Mountain to escort him to obtain the true scriptures."

"If we lose..."

Just as he was about to state the conditions, Zhang Tian chuckled, "No need to speak. The enemy defeated by me, even if I give him more time, will only see my back and will never be my opponent again!"

Erlang Zhenjun: Damn, why does this kid seem to be even crazier than me?

The two made a bet.

The True Lord Erlang closed his eyes and waited quietly, while Zhang Tian's spirit had already returned and he was approaching the Nine Netherworld, muttering a spell silently.

For ordinary spells, one must learn complicated dialects, pretend to be a native of the fairyland, and then shout, "This is his fault, he caused the trouble, it has nothing to do with us, don't look for us, blame him, blame him if you want to blame him!"

Zhang Tian's spell was very plain, he just silently chanted, "Taishang Laojun, hurry up and obey the command..."

This spell is particularly effective.

One hundred thoughts and one hundred accurate thoughts.

Whether it is to exorcise demons and monsters, get rid of evil spirits, or get promoted and make money, pray for children and grandchildren, find a good marriage, or ensure safety, there is nothing that is not allowed and nothing that the other party cannot do.

As Zhang Tian chanted the spell, a divine light descended from the thirty-three heavens and landed on the Nine Nether Seal, which immediately made the imprisoned Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun feel something and walk out.

He has a dignified appearance, with mighty eyes, and is still as energetic as he was in the past, without any sign of suffering from the torment of the underworld.

"go!"

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun said something and turned into a ray of divine light and left. This was not a place for gods to fight, and Zhang Tian followed closely behind him and came to an empty and dark place.

The two sides were suspended in mid-air facing each other.

One held a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

A mixed iron rod tightly grasped in one hand.

As soon as their auras confronted each other, even without fighting, True Lord Erlang Xiansheng couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder you are so confident. After a hundred years of not seeing you, your strength has improved a lot, a little beyond my imagination."

“It is also thanks to your reputation, True Lord, that I am so powerful in the Three Realms. After fighting with you, Taishang Laojun appreciated me and accepted me as a disciple, and I got some good fortune.” True Lord Erlang Xiansheng suddenly realized.

The attitude becomes more serious.

The two men looked at each other in mid-air, and soon their eyes turned into two divine lights, and they began to fight each other in mid-air, swords and spears clashing, and they displayed all kinds of martial arts, making the entire underworld feel like thunder rolling and chariots roaring, and everyone was terrified.

King Yama shuddered subconsciously when he heard the noise, thinking that it was that damn Monkey King who had fought back again. He hid under the table in fear, and then he heard the judge beside him shaking his head repeatedly, "It's not that demon monkey, it's not that demon monkey..."

King Yama breathed a sigh of relief.

Just about to climb out.

Then the judge said, "It was Erlang Zhenjun from Guanjiangkou. It was Erlang Zhenjun who was fighting with the immortal who came from nowhere!"

King Yama: Lord Erlang?

King Yama: Then I'd better crawl back.

He didn't dare to interfere, but there was someone in the underworld who dared to intervene, and that was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who lived deep in the underworld. When the other party heard the noise, his brows furrowed. Who was so bold as to cause trouble here!

The divine beast Di Ting was lying on the ground nearby. With a slight movement of his ears, he heard the noise from who knows how many miles away. He said, "Grandpa, it was Master Erlang who was subduing someone. The other person has three flowers in his chest and the five qi are still being nurtured. He is a true immortal."

Before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could speak, the man sitting down laughed out loud, "So he is my nephew, don't blame me, Bodhisattva. With his help, he will be able to capture that guy easily!"

The man had a pale face, was dressed in white, and had golden eyes. He looked like an evil spirit and was extremely scary.

But he is a disciple of Yuqing.

He has a very good relationship with Erlang Shen Zhenjun.

He is also a remarkable person.

It can be said that he is extremely optimistic about Erlang Zhenjun.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Di Ting shaking his head, "Grandpa Zhenjun has suppressed his cultivation. In the competition of martial arts, it seems that he is no match for the other party and has already fallen behind..."

The man refused to accept the result. "My nephew is just arrogant. Demons and evildoers are evil and deviant. There is no need to pay attention to the moral principles of the martial arts world. Realm is realm. Just suppress him!"

Di Ting shook his head and sighed, "Grandpa Zhenjun got angry and used the power of a Golden Immortal, but his martial arts were still a little inferior to his opponent's."

The man was shocked, but still said stubbornly, "Martial arts is not the way after all. My nephew is the God of War of the Three Realms. He is proficient in various physical magical powers. If he uses any one of them, he will definitely be able to capture and kill the opponent!"

Di Ting lowered his head and listened, with a sigh in his voice, "He was defeated in one move."

The man was a little embarrassed and kept saying, "The Yuqing lineage mainly cultivates the soul and can control many magic weapons. If my nephew can use his skills, he will definitely be able to capture the other party!"

Di Ting didn't even say "boom", just looked at him and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

That person: No!
That person: Erlang, you are playing your uncle Baihe? You are a fake, right?

And the other side.

Erlang Zhenjun staggered, and was hit hard on the back of his head. He felt dizzy and dazed. It took him a long time to wake up. He admitted defeat neatly, "I will go back to Guanjiangkou. If you have any arrangements for the journey to obtain the scriptures, just come and let me know. I will do whatever I want!"

He flew away into a cloud and when he was alone, his lips did not move, but his belly button made a sound.

"The young generation nowadays is really amazing. They are so powerful at such a young age. Haha, they have even comprehended Laojun's magical power and created a thing that can smash your head. They are indeed the heart of the same lineage!"

"Look at you again. You rebelled against the Heavenly Palace and tried to kill the Jade Emperor, but you failed several times. You are so useless. Each generation is worse than the previous one. Thinking back to the past..."

True Lord Erlang turned a deaf ear to it.

Because this record can be checked.

He really can't spray!
(End of this chapter)