Just became the Fighting Buddha, the chat group just came

Chapter 5: Go and invite the Three Pure Ones, the Four Imperial Gods, the Five Elders, the Six Officials, the Seven Elements, the Eight Extremes, the Nine Lights, and the Ten Capitals

The universe and the earth.

Ye Fan looked at the wine jar in front of him. The mouth of the jar was sealed with red cloth. Just smelling the fragrance made him feel refreshed.

"My group friend is Sun Dasheng, and this is a prophecy that has come true."

In this chat group, there are both gods and monsters, and I am the only mortal.

However, looking at the conversation between Xiao Yanwang and Jiuyue, it has a quite modern style, and Ye Fan can still say something.

But he couldn't use any tricks against the two aloof immortals.

A Monkey King, who did not talk about worldly affairs, only said one sentence in the group, gave a jar of wine, and said nothing more.

A little saint named Yang was in a difficult situation. The other world was in a dark and turbulent era. Immortals and Buddhas sacrificed their blood to all living beings and harvested leeks. Naturally, the little saint was bored chatting in the group.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a possibility in the world of Journey to the West." Ye Fan sighed at the fate of the female Yang Jian, but he could do nothing about it.

He was also a member of the common people, but he had some wisdom and took business as his way. By the age of 20, he had earned enough wealth to last for several lifetimes, thus avoiding being harvested as a leek on Earth.

Otherwise I can't afford this Mercedes.

"I don't know if there are immortals on Earth. Things about immortals have long been buried in the long river of time, and no trace of them remains. I guess there are no gods, demons, or monsters in my world."

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not the Black Myth. There is no dark chaos here, no evil gods who sacrifice blood to all living beings, otherwise it would be bad."

"But should I drink this wine?" He didn't know what the effect of the fairy wine in front of him was, but he heard from his group friends that after drinking this wine, the little King of Hell fell into a deep sleep for a month.

Ye Fan is just an ordinary person. If he drinks it, he will probably fall into a coma for a hundred years, right?

Gazing at the golden monkey hair on the wine jar, the monkey hair fluttered in the wind, as if dancing in the air, shining with golden light.

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva. He moved the wine jar to the basement. There was no wind. How could the incandescent light in the basement shine with golden light? This golden light was also surprisingly bright.
He thought of a possibility and couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Great Sage?"

The monkey hair seemed to sense something and floated towards Ye Fan. Ye Fan's body was tense and his scalp was numb. He couldn't hide or dodge.

The golden light seemed slow and fast, and gradually enlarged in Ye Fan's pupils. Ye Fan sensed something, and in the hazy state, he saw the divine ape in the golden light.

The divine ape was wearing golden armor, with an upright posture, golden pupils, and looked straight at Ye Fan with mighty and domineering aura. Ye Fan couldn't help but tense his body. Suddenly, the other party pointed at the void, and the golden light dissipated, leaving no trace.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "This Great Sage is so powerful, even the hair coming from across the world has such cultivation."

The hairs must have been scattered and no one knew where they had gone. He locked the door of the basement and thought about how to ask the Monkey King in the group.

It just so happened that his friend invited him out to play, and Ye Fan was just about to relax and calm his tense nerves.

His good brother Pangbo couldn't help but ask: "Fanzi, you have a golden hair growing on the back of your head."

Ye Fan stiffened when he heard this. Blonde hair? I think it's monkey hair. Ye Fan whispered tentatively: "Great Sage, are you there?"

The wind was racing against the car, whistling past his ears. Ye Fan's scalp was tingling, and his mind was focused on one point, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

The only voice in his ears was that of his good friend Pang Bo. Apart from this, there was nothing else. Ye Fan felt a little relieved.

Monkey King shouldn’t have the strength to crawl out along the Internet cable, right?

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Could this be a life-saving hair?"

According to the records of Journey to the West, the Great Sage's cultivation is so great that if one holds one of his hairs and calls him the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Great Sage will come to rescue him. It is possible that the hair he gave him also has this magical power. Even if not, perhaps it can save his life in the future.

Ye Fan is just an ordinary mortal. Apart from chatting in the group, his body is fragile and he can be killed by a peanut. This hair from the Monkey King must have some magical properties.

After all, Ye Fan has a huge filter for Sun Wukong, and he instinctively believes one thing: Can the Great Sage harm me?

Ye Fan relaxed and just regarded the hair as a gift.

An unexpected voice rang out, echoing in his ears, bright and powerful: "I'm here, I've always been here!"

"However, I am not a great sage, but a life-saving hair."

"Does this make any difference?" Ye Fan thought to himself. The other party seemed to be able to communicate with him. "Yes, I am just a Great Sage who has transformed. Because I have obtained the spiritual power of this universe, I can communicate with you."

"I originally wanted to take advantage of the wind egg to transform and be born into the world, but when I communicated with the universe, I found that this universe was very dangerous, so I hid in your body."

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva: "Are you saying that my universe is dangerous? Is it some kind of alien disaster? An evil god from another dimension? A robot awakening?"

The life-saving hair sighed and said, "It's the dark turmoil!"

"What?" Ye Fan widened his eyes!
Why is there darkness and chaos here?!

Your Black Myth comes with meme pollution, right?

"Great Sage, what should we do?"

Life-saving hair: "It's no use asking me, I'm not the Great Sage, I'm just a monkey hair, go find Sun Wukong."

Ye Fan: "Great Sage, do you have a solution?"

The life-saving hair smiled mysteriously: "Ye Fan, do you know what the Great Sage Equaling Heaven means?"

"Qitian? Qitian!" Ye Fan muttered twice, his eyes lighting up.

All that was heard was the life-saving hair mumbling, "The Three Pure Ones are my friends, the Four Emperors are my old acquaintances, the ten generations of Yama Kings were once my servants, and the Five Paths Gods were once my juniors; whether it's the Three Realms and Five Officials, or the various rulers of the Ten Directions, they are all familiar to me."

When Ye Fan heard the names of the gods, he felt relieved and secretly exclaimed, "Is this the connection of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?"

He secretly made up his mind to maintain a good relationship with the Great Sage. If he really encountered the dark and chaotic Supreme in the future, he would only need to say a word before the battle to make the Supreme surrender with courtesy.

Behind him are the immortals and Buddhas in Chinese mythology!

At this point, Ye Fan had a question: "If that's the case, why did the Great Sage only transmit a hair, and not more power?"

The life-saving hair remained silent, and he said in a deep voice: "Because there is something really strange and ominous here."

……

Journey to the West, Guanjiangkou.

Sun Wukong and Yang Erlang discussed the Dao and resumed their discussion of the path of cultivation.

"Our transformations are just like preserving our spirits to transform things, avoiding the three disasters and cultivating immortality. This is the foundation for becoming a Hunyuan Yiqi immortal."

"Therefore, after becoming an immortal, the nature of Tao has undergone a completely new evolution, which lies in the changes of Tao!"

"I possess three incarnations, symbolizing the changes in my Taoist nature. Now I wish to learn the Three Pure Ones Dharma, cultivate the highest Daoist Dharma, and attain the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit."

The practice in this world is to constantly open up new changes. It is easy or difficult. Only by constantly moving the nature of Tao can we make continuous progress.

Human immortals are the practice of humanity, divine immortals are the practice of heaven, and golden immortals are the practice of Lingshan.

Ordinary immortals devote their entire lives to one method of cultivation, focusing on one transformation. If they practice it to the extreme, they will also have great supernatural powers.

However, for the immortals struggling to cross the sea of suffering in the mortal world, those who cultivate only one lineage are not perfect after all.

Everyone is wearing a vest and practicing different ways, but there are few immortals who have such great energy and can practice the three great supernatural powers at the same time.

Sun Wukong has already mastered the three Taoist traditions to a great degree, and possesses great magical powers!
"Brother, what do you have to teach me?"

Yang Erlang shook his head and smiled, "You have already achieved three great transformations. Why are you so eager to practice the fourth method instead of integrating the Dao nature?"

Sun Wukong sighed and said, "Two or three people achieve enlightenment in a lifetime. I originally wanted to visit the Heavenly Venerable after I had achieved perfection in my Taoism."

"However...nowadays, with so many unforeseen circumstances, it's hopeless to achieve enlightenment by following the established procedures. This time, I'm visiting the Heavenly Venerable and wish to invite all the immortals to come."

Yang Erlang asked curiously, "Which immortal are you going to invite?"

(End of this chapter)