Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

As that clear, cold voice rang out, a silver-armored divine general appeared, riding on clouds. Golden light flowed between the opening and closing of the third eye on his forehead, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light.

Yang Jian's aura of primordial chaos caused the waves of the East Sea to surge backward. Qing Teng smiled upon seeing this: "Little Yang Jian has arrived just in time. These ignorant fools are trying to bully us with numbers."

As Yang Jian stood in mid-air, his Heavenly Eye swept over the crowd, and the White Elephant Venerable sensed something was amiss. After all, they would never forget Yang Jian's exploits during the Investiture of the Gods.

Finally, he could only force himself to remain calm, and put his hands together, saying, "Young friend Yang Jian, why meddle in Buddhist affairs? This monkey is..."

Before Venerable White Elephant could finish speaking, Yang Jian lightly turned his blade and coldly snorted, saying, "The area of ​​Qinglian Island, spanning ten thousand miles, all belongs to my Daoist sect. You are stirring up trouble here; do you not take my Daoist sect seriously?"

Before he finished speaking, the three-pointed double-edged sword had already cleaved through the waters of the East China Sea, causing towering waves to rise.

Jin Guangxian's expression changed drastically, realizing he wouldn't gain any advantage today. He immediately gave the White Elephant Venerable a wink.

The White Elephant Venerable instantly understood Jin Guangxian's thoughts, and immediately put his hands together and said, "In that case, I will not disturb you any longer."

"However, I will report today's events to the Buddha. The Buddha will then naturally have Qinglian Island give an explanation."

After speaking, Venerable White Elephant prepared to leave. After all, there was no point in staying any longer; it would only bring further humiliation upon himself.

But at that moment, the Creation Whip in Qing Teng's hand transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long blue rainbow, and the tip of the whip wrapped around the left foot of the White Elephant Venerable.

He snorted coldly and said, "What do you take my Qinglian Island for? Do you think it's a place you can just come and go as you please?"

Yang Jian also raised his three-pointed double-edged sword, ready to help Qing Teng and keep these arrogant fools in check.

Just then, a figure appeared in mid-air. With a gentle wave of his hand, he blocked the attacks from Qing Teng and Yang Jian.

The person who came was none other than Bodhi Patriarch, the benevolent incarnation of the Daoist Zhunti.

Originally, Patriarch Bodhi was in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, waiting for the Spiritual Stone Monkey to come and become his disciple.

Unexpectedly, the Five Directions Protectors delivered news that made it impossible for him to remain in his cave. The news was that the Spiritual Stone Monkey had entered the territory of Azure Lotus Island.

Bodhi Patriarch naturally knew that once the Spiritual Stone Monkey entered Green Lotus Island, his disciple would be completely gone.

Upon recalling the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, during which disciples of the Chan Sect were repeatedly snatched away by the Daoist sect, Patriarch Bodhi immediately rushed to the East Sea.

Fortunately, they arrived just in time; the Spirit Stone Monkey hadn't been taken to Green Lotus Island yet. He immediately intervened and rescued the White Elephant Venerable and his companions.

When Venerable White Elephant saw Patriarch Bodhi arrive, the anxiety that had been hanging over him finally subsided. His initial thought of leaving had vanished.

The Bodhi Patriarch bowed to the green vine and said, "Fellow Daoist, the Journey to the West calamity was determined by the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and it is not something you can forcibly interfere with."

"The Spiritual Stone Monkey is destined to be my disciple. I will take him to the Slanting Moon and Three Stars Cave on Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to learn the art of immortality."

Before Qing Tong could speak, Yang Jian said directly, "Ancestor Bodhi, it has been hundreds of years since we last met."

"However, there's something you seem to have forgotten: this Spiritual Stone Monkey is destined to be a protector of my Taoist sect. When will you be destined to meet it?"

As soon as Yang Jian uttered these words, Patriarch Bodhi frowned instantly. "This matter is not up to you. You can go ask your master; he will naturally tell you everything." As he spoke, Patriarch Bodhi reached out and grabbed at the Spirit Stone Monkey. He really didn't want to waste any more words with Qing Teng and Yang Jian.

Moreover, if the delay is too long, and the sages on Qinglian Island intervene, he might truly be unable to take the Spirit Stone Monkey with him.

Yang Jian hurriedly drew his three-pointed, double-edged sword horizontally, blocking the path between the Spirit Stone Monkey and the Green Vine. At the same time, the Howling Celestial Dog flew out, aiming directly at Bodhi Patriarch's neck.

Helpless, Patriarch Bodhi had no choice but to withdraw his outstretched hand, intending to kill the Celestial Hound directly. Unexpectedly, the Celestial Hound vanished in mid-air and returned directly to Yang Jian's feet.

Yang Jian said with a cold smile, "Bodhi Patriarch, if your true form, Daoist Zhunti, were here, Yang Jian would naturally be no match for him."

"But for you, Patriarch Bodhi, who is only a half-step saint, it may not be an easy task to take the Spiritual Stone Monkey from my hands."

Just as the Bodhi Patriarch and Yang Jian were about to draw their swords, a dark light suddenly shot out from the seabed. Wuzhiqi, wielding the Purple Gold Beam that spans the sea, aimed straight for the White Elephant Venerable's throat.

The White Elephant Venerable was greatly surprised and retreated rapidly. He narrowly escaped Wuzhiqi's attack.

At the same time, thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls descended from the sky, directly shoving the White Elephant Venerable into the sea. It was Zhao Gongming who arrived riding a black tiger.

Then, Fairy Yunxiao arrived riding a blue phoenix, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron slowly rotating in her palm. She went directly towards the three immortals, including Qiushou Xian.

Before the three could react, they were already absorbed into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron. However, Yunxiao did not kill them outright and did not use the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron to destroy their cultivation.

In just a short while, Venerable White Elephant and the four Immortals with Curly Heads had become prisoners of the Daoist sect, which inevitably enraged Patriarch Bodhi.

Unfortunately, Bodhi Patriarch was not the real Zhunti Daoist. Faced with the combined forces of Yunxiao and the others, he truly had no chance of victory.

Knowing he was no match for the opponent, Patriarch Bodhi naturally wouldn't waste his efforts. He let out a cold snort and vanished from the spot.

However, he did not return to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but instead headed directly towards the Blissful World within the Chaos. After all, this matter was beyond his ability to resolve; only his true self could handle it.

Seeing Patriarch Bodhi escape, the Taoist disciples couldn't help but smile. Then, carrying the Spiritual Stone Monkey, they headed towards Green Lotus Island.

On Qinglian Island, Chen Xuan looked at Hou Tu, who had wreaked havoc on his vegetable garden, his face full of helplessness.

"Houtu, every time you come back, you cause your master all this trouble. Aren't you afraid that I'll make sure you can never enter Qinglian Island again?"

Houtu picked a cucumber, put it in her mouth and chewed it. Then she looked at Chen Xuan with a smile and said...

“Master, you have no idea how desolate the Nine Netherworld is. Every day I face lonely ghosts there. Just thinking about it makes me feel miserable.”

"We've finally made it back to Qinglian Island, is Master really so stingy that he can't even spare a few cucumbers? That's a bit too petty."

Tongtian, standing to the side, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Junior Sister Houtu, you come back at least twelve times a year, and you say it's not easy for you to come back. Why don't you just move back?"

Houtu glared fiercely at Tongtian, then grabbed Chen Xuan's arm and said, "Master, how about letting my third senior brother guard the Nine Netherworld for me for a while?" (End of Chapter)