Immortal Apricot of the Primordial Era

Chapter 332 Lei Zhenzi Reincarnation

Any game between high-level beings is an exchange between compromise and being compromised.

Sanqing and Haotian did not have the strength to sweep through the Demon Sect, so they had no choice but to compromise. This was an exchange, and only when everyone benefited did things go smoothly.

Just like Journey to the West, although Buddhism is opened, everyone has a share in it.

"In ancient times, Yao Ji violated the rules of heaven and was suppressed under Peach Mountain. Although Peach Mountain has been destroyed, the chains of heaven's rules are still there. To change the rules of heaven, it is natural for Yao Ji's descendants to come!" Haotian said without changing his expression. This sentence.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Haotian. This is a cruel person!Not only did he sell his biological sister, but now he even plots against his nieces and nephews.

Sure enough, the most ruthless emperor's family! !
"No!" Yuanshi Tianzun, Di Jiang, and Dayu spoke at the same time.

Yang Jiao became a disciple of Chi You. Before practicing the Secret Realm method, he practiced the combat skills of the witch clan, and he was considered to be half of the witch clan.

Moreover, he obtained Dayu's mountain-opening ax and became Dayu's descendant.

Needless to say, among the three generations of disciples of Chanjiao, apart from the Xuanyuanjie lineage who were expelled from the disciples of Chanjiao, Yang Jian had the highest achievement, and he is now in the late stage of quasi-sage.

It can be said that as a disciple of the third generation of teachings, he is comparable to the disciples of the second generation.

There are even some Zixiao Three Thousand Guests who have survived from the ancient times, and their current cultivation level is only in the late quasi-sage stage.

Such a good seedling has been cultivated by Yuanshi Tianzun as the chief of the third generation of Chanjiao. How could Haotian be allowed to scheme?
Haotian's expression was still calm, and he said calmly: "The rules of heaven made by the master are not easy to change. Most people may not have firm determination, sufficient confidence and enough patience. Yang Jian has become obsessed with rescuing Yao Ji. He He is the best candidate!”

As soon as these words came out, Yuanshi Tianzun, Dayu and Di Jiang were silent at the same time. Dayu practiced the imperial way, and Di Jiang was also the leader of the ancestral witches. Naturally, he was not lacking in wisdom. They knew that what Haotian said was right.

At Hongjun's level, if you want to change their thoughts, other than beings of the same level taking action, only strong faith can move them.

It's like falling in love. If you don't have money, you can only sell your feelings!
Just when the scene was in a stalemate, Zhang Ye stood up, bowed slightly to Yuanshi Tianzun and said:

"Master, although Lei Zhenzi was conferred the title of Thunder Emperor and took charge of the Thunder Punishment in the Heavenly Court, he has never been reincarnated, and his mind is lacking. If the disciple wants to let him go through reincarnation, please allow me, Master!"

As the most powerful creature among everyone present, Zhang Ye's every move tugs at everyone's heartstrings.

Everyone saw what Zhang Ye meant. The Xuanyuanjie lineage was also interested in participating in this man-made calamity!
Haotian's heart sank, his face remained calm.

Everyone in the Wu clan and Dayu were happy. It was obvious that Lei Zhenzi went down to the world for the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family. Since Xuanyuanjie intervened, this matter was settled.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Zhang Ye, feeling a little relieved, and said kindly: "Good!"

Then, Zhang Ye turned his head, looked at the saints, and said in a deep voice: "The tone has been set, and the heavenly rules have changed. The protagonist of this calamity has his own destiny, and the saints are not allowed to interfere!"

"I will obey the Heavenly Lord's decree!" Everyone except Sanqing bowed down and said.

"After a thousand years, I ask you all to take action to promote the calamity!" Yuanshi Tianzun finally said.

"Good!" All the saints nodded.

……

It has been a hundred years since Kunlun discussed Taoism. The saints used heaven and earth as their chessboard and all living beings as their flags.

And the gods who have not become saints under the saints have also gained a lot. A saint's sermon is a great opportunity for all living beings in the ancient world, let alone a hundred saints' sermons. Such a grand occasion, even the purple one of that year Xiaogong Small Classroom is also slightly inferior.

In the sea of ​​​​blood, there are eight hundred miles of yellow spring. Ever since Wuming planted the Manzhu Shahua here, the eight hundred miles of yellow sand have disappeared.

Instead, there is a sea of ​​flowers paved with crimson and pure white. The underworld wind blows by, blowing the petals and flying in the wind, and the fallen flowers are colorful and rustling down.

The Mengpo clan still fulfills their duties, and the inn that stood in the Eight Hundred Miles of Huangquan still exists. Inside there is a Taoist from Emei and a girl who has been in this Eight Hundred Miles of Huangquan for who knows how many years.

The older generations of Gui Cha and Yin Bing all know that the history of the two people inside can be traced back to the Xian Qin era. The details are too far away to be tested.

On this day, two figures appeared in the sea of ​​flowers in Huangquan.

A young Taoist priest wearing a green-bottomed purple-patterned Taoist robe was strolling in the courtyard. He had a youthful face, a sword hairpin on his head, and a bell hanging on his waist. His purple eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.

Behind him, a creature wearing a purple emperor's robe followed. There were thunder patterns between his eyebrows. His resolute face was full of majesty, like the thunder above the nine heavens. It was so bright that it could not be looked directly at.

Zhang Ye said as he walked: "Fourth brother! When you were born, the Yang family brothers and sisters had already learned a lot, but they were not familiar with them. The first reason for this calamity is for you to take more care of them."

"Secondly, you are indeed standing too high. The way of thunder is domineering and fierce, and the sun is the strongest, but it is easy to break if it is too strong. I will allow you to reincarnate as a teacher, and I want you to practice Confucianism!"

"Confucianism and Taoism are much softer than the Tao of Thunder, but they are also the most yang and strong. Perhaps, you can use Confucianism and Taoism to prove the Hunyuan and become the first Confucian saint!"

Lei Zhenzi listened silently and did not refute, but said respectfully: "Yes, Master!"

Although Confucianism and Taoism were created by Tongtian, they were perfected by Kong Xuan, including the method of Confucianism and Taoism practice, which was also created by Kong Xuan, but Kong Xuan was not an accomplished Confucianism and Taoism saint.

So far, there have been several Confucian and Taoist sub-sages, but none of them have achieved Hunyuan.

Confucianism and Taoism are different from immortality. Ember Continent has no effect on Confucianism and Taoism.

Among the four disciples of Zhang Ye, Kong Xuan has the highest qualifications and the deepest blessings. After obtaining the body of the Five Elements Demon God, he is out of control. Now he has reached the sixth level of Hunyuan, and his cultivation level is close to that of the older generation.

Although Fu Zhu's qualifications are slightly inferior and his blessings are not as good as Kong Xuan's, he has received Lao Tzu's true biography and is now also in the third level of Hunyuan.

As for Fu Rui, Zhang Ye never had high expectations.

As the only female disciple of the Xuanyuan Realm, Fu Rui is loved by all. Coupled with her relationship with the human race Ying Zheng, it can be said that she has never suffered any hardships.

Therefore, Fu Rui's character is unstable and it will be extremely difficult to attain enlightenment in the future. Without some great opportunity, it will be almost impossible to attain enlightenment.

Zhang Ye's current body no longer belongs to the ranks of Fenglingxingxing. If he really wants to give it a name, it would be more appropriate to call it the Eternal Divine Tree.

But he remembered that he was Fenglei Xianxing in the beginning, Fenglei Avenue was also the foundation of Zhang Ye, and Lei Zhenzi carried Zhang Ye's Thunder Avenue.

Therefore, Zhang Ye had high hopes for Lei Zhenzi and planned this opportunity for him to achieve enlightenment.

The two of them were not in a hurry and strolled through the sea of ​​flowers. Soon, they came to a building standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers. On it were written four characters in Xiantian Taoist script:
"Huangquan Inn!" In the inn, a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat and a long knife hanging from his waist complained:

"Sanqi, you've been simmering this soup for so many years, why does it still taste the same? Can't you work harder?"

At the counter, a woman who looked about twenty-eight years old was serving soup, but she had a woman's bun on her head to prove that she was married.

The woman's ice muscles and jade bones were like elves created by heaven and earth. When she heard what the man said, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and said impatiently:
"Whether you like to drink or not, if you don't drink, you will fall!"

The middle-aged man was not angry either, and laughed at a handsome man next to him who was burning a fire: "Changsheng, after Sanchi married you, this temper has become more and more serious!"

The man known as Changsheng smiled honestly when he heard this and said nothing. He just fanned himself, paying attention to the green flames under the dark green cauldron, and adding something to the cauldron from time to time.

But as he moved, the smell in the cauldron became more and more unbearable.

At this time, Zhang Ye and Lei Zhenzi pushed in the door, glanced around, and sat at an empty table minding their own business!

Zhang Ye raised his head and said casually: "Madam boss, bring me a bowl of soup!"

Sanqi looked at the two people who came in curiously. She always felt that Zhang Ye looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, but she had no impression of him at all.

The Zhao official next to him looked at Zhang Ye with the same confusion, and was secretly horrified in his heart.

These two people have no life or death around them, as if they don't exist. They are definitely the most powerful men in the world!
He didn't feel anything was wrong. After all, this was the underworld, and ordinary people didn't dare to come. Those who could come were not ordinary people.

Both Sanqi and Zhao Li had met Zhang Ye, but they had long forgotten it. Their life levels were too low to retain Zhang Ye's image.

If they really remember Zhang Ye, even if they don't take the initiative to practice, just letting Zhang Ye's image exist in their consciousness, it will be the highest visualization of gods and demons. After so many years, they will at least be able to realize the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

Lei Zhenzi was also puzzled, what's so good about this Huangquan Inn?He knew Sanqi, a member of the Meng Po clan, who was responsible for making Meng Po soup for the souls who had passed away in reincarnation, to wash away all the bad deeds in their previous lives before they could be reincarnated.

He could also see that the handsome young man was just a ray of spirit from the Meng Po clan, nothing special.

So, the only problem is that the ghost is gone.

Lei Zhenzi opened his eyes, thunder arcs flickered, and the thunder mark between his eyebrows shone brightly. He looked at Official Zhao and couldn't help but said in surprise:
"Is that the Killing Bodhisattva?"

"He used to be called Wuming, but now he's called Zhao Li! Killing is the soul, Zhao Li is the body!" Zhang Ye said slowly.

Before Lei Zhenzi could think about Zhang Ye's reason for bringing him to Huangquan Inn, Sanqi had already brought two bowls of dark green soup.

"Drink!" Zhang Ye said concisely.

There was an unknown dark green liquid in front of him, and with the smell that made Da Luo frown, everyone who came here would frown.

But Lei Zhenzi looked calm, picked up the soup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"Birth, old age, illness, suffering, regret, lovesickness, parting!" Lei Zhenzi said this passage with a calm expression. This is the recipe for Meng Po Soup.

Zhang Ye stretched out his palm and submerged it into the space in front of him. Suddenly, the entire long river of time and space surged with huge waves, and a white and crystal-clear palm crossed the layers of time and space to an unknown place.

This movement was too big, and Zhang Ye had no intention of hiding it. All the beings above Da Luo were alarmed.

It's just that those with low cultivation level can't recognize it, but they know that they can't afford to offend an existence that can appear as if there is no one in the long river of time and space.

Anyone who can recognize it immediately looks at his nose, nose and heart. Who dares to stop the one from the Xuanyuan Realm except the Four Supreme Beings and the Dao Ancestor Demon Ancestor?Who can stop it?

When Zhang Ye took out his palm, a bronze wine cup appeared in his palm, with milky white soup rippling in the wine cup.

He handed the wine cup to Lei Zhenzi and said the same thing: "Drink!"

Lei Zhenzi also didn't talk nonsense, just picked up the drink and drank it in one gulp. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Ye and said:

"It's just more sad, why does it become so delicious?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "This Meng Po soup originally contains eight medicinal herbs. The Meng Po soup was so delicious back then, just because of a drop of Meng Po's sad tears, just because this time Meng Po has found her beloved, that is. Without this last medicinal ingredient, this soup tastes so bad!"

"All living beings in the world have seven emotions and six desires. Gods are high up, observe order and respect the law, hold the talisman of authority of heaven and earth, and protect all living beings. They are heartless and sexless. Human beings live between heaven and earth, with seven emotions and six desires. They have birth, old age, sickness and death, and have endless desires. The world All are unsatisfactory.”

"But it is precisely this dissatisfaction that constitutes this prosperous and colorful world, this infinitely magnificent and ancient race!"

After saying that, Zhang Ye smiled and picked up the bowl in front of him. He did not drink it all in one gulp like Lei Zhenzi, but took a sip first, nodded approvingly and said:
"Yes, it still tastes the same as before!"

Lei Zhenzi said thoughtfully: "Master, do you agree with the thoughts of immortals and gods?"

"I know that you don't agree with the immortals and gods, and you don't want to participate in this calamity, so I brought you here!" Zhang Ye said.

"But if the immortals and gods are moved by emotion and everything is based on emotion, wouldn't they leave all sentient beings behind? Then, wouldn't they make the people miserable because of their own selfish interests and impulsiveness?" Lei Zhenzi asked in confusion.

"The way of your great uncle is the way of the Supreme, which is represented by Taiji. Taiji contains yin and yang. There is yang in yin, and there is yin in yang. Everything in the world is nothing more than good or bad!"

"But, is there really pure good and bad in the world? There is no perfect Tao, and there are no perfect creatures. Do you think it is perfect to be a teacher?"

"Master is respected by all races in the ancient world. His cultivation reaches the heavens and the earth. He leads the ancient world to conquer the heavens. He has gained this majestic and vast ancient world. He is naturally perfect!" Speaking of this, Lei Zhenzi's eyes were filled with admiration.

Zhang Ye shook his head and laughed: "My teacher is just an imperfect person who pursues his own perfection! If it is really perfect and there is no way forward, then how can it not be a kind of imperfection?"

Lei Zhenzi was deep in thought. Sanqi, Changsheng and Zhao Li could only see their lips opening and closing, but could not hear any sound.

Zhao Li was suddenly shocked. Although his cultivation level was not high, this body also had the characteristics of an immortal.

Sanqi on the side is even more cultivated as Taiyi, and he couldn't even hear the conversation between the two. Could it be two Da Luo venerables?
Lei Zhenzi stood up and bowed respectfully: "Master, I want to see for myself, see the prosperous world that Master said, and see the unreachable love of immortals and gods!"

Zhang Ye smiled, it was a good thing to have his own opinion.

"After all, you still have to go out on your own!"

(End of this chapter)