Shen Gongbao Great Sage Persuading Death Immortal

Chapter 390 [Each one is a talent, possessing unique skills]

The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, Zhang Tianshi, and the ancient great shaman exchanged cold smiles, their expressions mocking. Even though they were all imprisoned, they showed no sympathy whatsoever, instead exchanging sharp and aggressive blows.

Each of them possessed unique skills; none of them were simple.

Some want to disrupt the cycle of reincarnation, offend the Earth Goddess, and overturn the established theory of life and death to control lifespan.

Some people want equality for all beings, which violates human rights, touches on the most fundamental aspects of life, and attempts to distort human rights.

There was another who wanted to become a Celestial Master, wanting to ride on the head of the Heavenly Emperor and overturn the entire divine system.

"Heaven, earth, and man have all rebelled; he's practically a genius of rebellion. His rebellious spirit has even reached the Purple Cloud Palace." Shen Gongbao, watching from the side, grew increasingly alarmed, finally understanding that no one in this Heavenly Prison was simple.

Even if he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, compared to these few patriarchs who had been decapitated, he was still a nobody.

These three outstanding individuals spent countless eons in the Heavenly Prison. In the Great Luo Realm, time seemed to stand still, and they exposed each other's shortcomings, becoming intimately familiar with one another.

Today you laugh at others for their useless human rights and the existence of only human hegemony; next year you'll say your reincarnation is nonsense, that you're not acting for yourself; the day after tomorrow you'll mock the Taoist masters and the Three Pure Ones for their infighting—it's quite a spectacle indeed.

The current situation, where people only talk, is already quite harmonious.

As they talked, the three of them couldn't help but steer the conversation toward a fourth person, trying to recruit Shen Gongbao so he could earn a seat on the mountain.

"No, no."

Shen Gongbao quickly shook his head and said, "I am a law-abiding citizen."

"A law-abiding citizen?" Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva smiled without saying a word. Really? I don't believe it!
"A law-abiding citizen imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison?" Zhang Tianshi shook his head: "The sentence in the Heavenly Prison is immeasurable. If you want to get out, you must escape. Once you escape, you can no longer be considered a law-abiding citizen."

The great shaman Peng Zu said leisurely, "You have the skin of a demon, the smell of blood, you are definitely of demonic origin, yet you dare to call yourself a good citizen."

Shen Gongbao's face turned pale as he realized he had been tricked and that even if he wanted to leave, the three of them wouldn't allow it.

“Junior Brother Shen has attained the Bodhisattva level and is destined to join our Buddhist sect.” Mahasthamaprapta said, “When conditions arise and cease, one should ultimately attain Nirvana and transcend this cycle of reincarnation.”

"When it comes to this cycle of reincarnation, there are very few people in the world who understand it better than I do." The great shaman Peng Zu shook his head, looking like he knew everything, and gestured leisurely, saying, "Young man, do you want to know how to attain the Great Luo Dao through the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit?"

"That's not right. Junior Brother Shen is a member of our Taoist sect and can become the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld." Zhang Tianshi took a different approach, talking to Shen Gongbao about ideals, making grand promises, and outlining a blueprint. He said that when the rebellion succeeded, the Heavenly Court would belong to Zhang and the Underworld to Shen.

"My three senior brothers really think too highly of me," Shen Gongbao sighed. "How could a mere cultivator like me possess such great abilities?"

At most, he disgraced the Great Luo Heavens and splashed mud on them; at worst, he was guilty of provoking trouble.

These three are engaging in blatant rebellion, a struggle over the fundamental principles, a desire to start their own business and take charge. How could Shen Gongbao, with his small arms and legs, possibly compare to these heroes?

“You don’t have the ability, but the people behind you do.”

The great shaman Peng Zu narrowed his eyes, not only smelling the scent of blood on Shen Gongbao, but also the scent of immortality. He immediately said solemnly, "The only legitimate way to achieve immortality in the world is to be removed from the register of the dead and ascend to the register of immortals."

“Cross your name off the Book of Life and Death. This is a ghost immortal. In the past, the Emperor of Donghua Zifu opened the path to immortality. The peaches of immortality were also part of the immortal register. Therefore, he could die and be reborn. Eating the peaches of immortality made one an immortal. There is also Laozi of the Eight Trigrams Palace. He obtained the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and became a celestial immortal.”

"I've seen the Book of Life and Death, the Peaches of Immortality, and the Nine-Turn Pill, but none of them are it. There's only one possibility: Zhen Yuanzi is an Earth Immortal!"

Shen Gongbao's heart trembled. He never expected that the Great Witch Peng Zu had such sharp eyesight that he could see Zhen Yuanzi's whereabouts. This involved the grand plan of several patriarchs, the Samsara Space, or even the Main God Space. He dared not speak recklessly, so he changed the subject and asked, "You mentioned four of the Five Immortals: Heaven, Earth, Man, God, Ghost, and Immortal. Who is the last one?"

Upon hearing this, the three Great Luo exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

After laughing for a while, the great shaman Peng Zu finally said jokingly, "I have finally managed to concoct the elixir of immortality."

"An Immortal Immortal!"

Shen Gongbao suddenly realized and blurted out, then his expression changed as if he had thought of something, and he said in a deep voice, "The shaman is also a warrior."

The origin of the Human Immortal Martial Arts is actually this person in front of me.

"If I didn't have this skill, how could I have survived after I concocted the elixir of immortality?" The great shaman Peng Zu sneered. "Not many of the Ten Shamans of Mount Ling survived in the end."

"Compared to those behind you, Junior Brother, I value you more," Zhang Tianshi sighed. "Heroes create the times, and the times create heroes. If it weren't for the prevailing circumstances, even if we had extraordinary abilities, we wouldn't be able to turn things around."

"Junior Brother's calamity has a bit of the aura of creating the times and attracting a great calamity."

Shen Gongbao glanced sideways, coughed, and said, "Senior brother, are you perhaps making malicious assumptions about Uncle Lingbao?"

"I didn't, I'm not, you said it yourself." Zhang Tianshi quickly waved his hand, firmly denying that he was alluding to Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"In the end, the world is ruled by the divine; when did it become the time for gods and immortals to be in charge?"

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva disagreed, saying, "When the Purple Mansion Immortal Continent was destroyed and Emperor Donghua was reincarnated, Kunlun Mountain did not take action, thus missing a great opportunity. Since then, there has been no more great power."

"No!"

Zhang Tianshi's eyes flashed with divine light as he said in a deep voice, "There is still a chance, in this great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

"Then there's even less chance."

At this moment, even the great shaman Peng Zu was disappointed with Zhang Tianshi's plan and sighed, "The Investiture of the Gods is, in the end, just Haotian purging Taiyi's faction, replacing the old gods with new ones. Even if your Taoist sect tries to seize a few divine positions, it will ultimately be difficult to achieve great power."

"Hou Tu Ping Xin, Zi Wei Di Jun, Gouchen Fu Xi, Hao Tian Shang Di, these are the Four Emperors."

"The Qinghua and Antarctic Emperors are, to put it bluntly, merely assistant gods to Haotian. They cannot interfere with the authority of the other three Heavenly Emperors in the slightest."

"Your Taoist schemes will ultimately only make you a pawn in Haotian's efforts to control the other gods."

The world's affairs are nothing more than a game played by a few individuals. Shen Gongbao was caught in the middle of it all, only having a vague understanding. It was only after the great shaman Peng Zu enlightened him that he finally realized the truth.

The Jade Emperor may seem to be inactive, but in reality, he uses the Golden Mother as his weapon. In the end, it is this Heavenly Emperor who is making the moves.

Even Shen Gongbao's imprisonment might have been partly orchestrated by him.

"Reversal is the movement of the Tao, weakness is the function of the Tao."

Master Zhang chuckled and said meaningfully, "While the gods are being conferred in heaven, things are also bustling on earth. A great calamity has begun, the sea of ​​blood is churning, the power of the River Styx has increased many times over, and countless ghosts and gods are in turmoil. It is also a calamity."

“Ancestor Styx is not a peaceful person, otherwise why would my junior brother have his aura on him?”

Eating the innate fruit, causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and littering the fruit peels were all laughable excuses. What truly landed Shen Gongbao in the Heavenly Prison was the Styx River and the blood sea energy emanating from her.

Through the meticulous investigation of these three individuals, the truth is gradually revealed. Shen Gongbao, as if grasping something in the darkness, experiences a flash of inspiration.

Yin virtue, ghosts and gods, the underworld, reincarnation, the sea of ​​blood, the Shang Dynasty... among these things, there seems to be a thread connecting them, guiding the cause and effect.

(End of this chapter)