Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1138 The Bodhisattvas’ New Mounts

Two eerie ghost messengers were talking in low voices.

"Wait another hour."

"No, that's not safe enough. I think we should wait another two hours!"

"It's indeed a bit reckless, so let's just take three hours."

The ghost messenger from the underworld, who is always known for his swift and brutal style, began to delay time in a very rare way.

Dijiang is the chief of the twelve ancestral witches. Even Zhurong and Gonggong, who are enemies of water and fire, recognize him as their big brother. Now all the witches in the underworld can be regarded as his descendants.

The Eastern world is the most important area in the prehistoric world. It is rich in resources and has a large population. The ghost officials in charge of the East China Sea area are all from the witch clan. They can look down on the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and can despise Haotian, but they dare not neglect their ancestors.

Now Dijiang has killed the three immortal attendants, and he did it with his own hands. What does this old ancestor mean?
Was he to expose his corpse to the public, for all the mighty men of the prehistoric world to see, or was he to make the three attendants suffer a fate neither able to live nor to die? This matter must be clarified.

So the ghost reported to the judge, the judge reported to King Yama, King Yama asked Xuan Ming, and Xuan Ming asked Niangniang Pingxin. This process was a bit long.

The ghost messenger didn't dare to act rashly for fear of affecting the arrangements of the ancestors, so he could only wait. At this time, the three great Bodhisattvas arrived.

Manjusri sighed, pointing at the corpses of the three attendants. "Amitabha, the fate that binds us must be these three Taoist friends, right?"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva calculated with their fingers, and then nodded. Yes, this is indeed our opportunity, and the cause and effect are very clear.

The souls of the green-haired lion, the yellow-fanged old elephant and the golden-haired lion were still there, and they also saw the three great Bodhisattvas who came from afar.

Guanyin Bodhisattva folded his hands and bowed: "My three fellow Taoists have a predestined relationship with my Buddha. Today, my death is considered to be a repayment of the Jiejiao's kindness. Why don't you join us and listen to the Dharma in the future? May you soon be reborn in the Pure Land and reach the other shore."

The souls of the three immortals looked at each other.

The Green-haired Lion had long intended to defect to Buddhism, but now the Jiejiao sect was really in trouble. The three of them were killed by Dijiang just by drinking some wine and singing some songs, and they died miserably. It is conceivable to what extent the sect's fortune has declined.

In its eyes, Buddhism has a bright future, but it has a deep resentment towards Duobao. If Duobao had not used them to ward off disaster, they would not have died at all. It is no secret that Duobao's corpse-slaying clone is in Lingshan. If they turn to Buddhism, not to mention the question of whether they will be targeted, they will also feel uncomfortable.

It then asked, "May I ask the Bodhisattva, where is the Bodhisattva's place of practice?"

"Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea."

"Mount Wutai."

"Mount Emei."

None of the three great Bodhisattvas’ temples are in Lingshan.

The green-haired lion asked again, "Should we often go to Mount Lingshan to worship the Buddha?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva said: "All living beings have Buddha nature. The Buddha is only in our hearts. We can worship him from afar in our hearts."

The three immortals were overjoyed. Being able to stay away from Duobao, become a Buddhist, and seemingly even help them return to life was truly a blessing. Resurrecting from the dead now was like Jiang Ziya's previous experience. All their blessings, talents, and luck would plummet, but this was still better than reincarnation. They were originally from the demon clan, killed by Dijiang himself, and then reincarnated in the underworld ruled by the witch clan. What would the consequences be? Even being tortured would be the least of their worries.

It is better to be reborn now than to be born in a pig's womb with no qualifications, die and live, live and die, suffer for ten lifetimes, accumulate a little fortune, and then walk the immortal path again with great difficulty.

Anyway, they never expected to achieve the state of Hunyuan. It would make no difference whether they were Taiyi Jinxian or Jinxian by then. Even a lower level would not be a bad idea. They just wanted to be free and unrestrained.

The three immortals immediately bowed and said, "We are willing to obey the Bodhisattva's orders!"

"That's good, that's good."

"Wait! Three Bodhisattvas, this is my job from the underworld, so you'd better not meddle in other people's business!" Seeing something unexpected happening here, the two ghost officials immediately jumped out to stop it.

"It's okay, it's okay. I will definitely give an explanation to the two envoys." Guanyin Bodhisattva said with a smile.

While he is showing off here, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld is very busy.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva brought the fine tradition of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School of Chan Buddhism to establish hundreds of groups. Now the Four Great Bodhisattvas have established a new group. Ksitigarbha is alone outside and needs the support of the three great Bodhisattvas. The three great Bodhisattvas also need his status as a direct disciple of Zhunti. The two sides join forces and each gets what they need.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva communicated with King Yama, then found Xuanming, and finally went to pay a visit to Niangniang Pingxin, which cleared the death records of the three immortals.

On the East China Sea side, after obtaining permission from the underworld, the three great Bodhisattvas each used their own methods to reconnect the lion that was torn in half, let the elephant with a bloody hole on its forehead grow a new brain, sewed up the twisted-off head of the golden-haired tiger, dealt with the corpses, and fed them a seven-turn immortal pill in turn.

This type of resurrection has numerous drawbacks, and future achievements will never surpass their respective peaks. This suits Manjusri and Samantabhadra's wishes. They are both Golden Immortals. Looking for a Taiyi Golden Immortal mount? It will backfire in less than three years. Now that the Green-Haired Lion, the Yellow-Toothed Elephant, and the Golden-Haired Roar have all their Jiejiao magic power emptied, their realms have fallen to the level of Celestial Immortals, making them more than adequate as mounts for transportation.

The two pieces of news shocked Honghuang.

One is that Duobao got a great opportunity. Some people said that there was purple air at the scene, and they strongly suspected that it was the legendary Hongmeng purple air.

Everyone said that Taoist Duobao had the potential to become the new saint of the prehistoric world, but Duobao flatly denied it, saying, "I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!"

Everyone thought he was pretending. Among them, Haotian and Minghe were the most nervous. They had no grudge against Duobao, but they absolutely could not give this holy position to Duobao.

Another piece of news is that the great ancestor of the Wu clan, Dijiang, has been resurrected! Haotian sent people to the underworld to inquire, but they were clueless. How did Dijiang come back to life? No one knows!
This is also being discussed in Mount Emei.

There's nothing much to say about Duobao, he just takes the blame and lets him do whatever he wants.

Deng Chanyu asked Daji, "What did Lady Pingxin say?"

After receiving the news from Dijiang, Daji returned to the underworld overnight. She looked a little tired at this time: "Teacher said this is the matter of the Wu clan and has nothing to do with her."

Qingluan hadn't returned to the Wa Palace in the past few days, so she asked, "Ayu, how long do you think it will take to gather all the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

Deng Chanyu had been calculating for the past few days and said uncertainly, "I currently hold the largest share. The remaining Hongmeng Purple Qi scattered throughout the prehistoric world is less than 30%. I already have a vague sense of it. It will take two years to gather it all."

This can almost be considered a siphon effect to some extent. She felt that there were more than a hundred places with Hongmeng Purple Qi. If she collected all of them and added the 70% she occupied, she should be able to condense into a complete Hongmeng Purple Qi!

(End of this chapter)