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Chapter 381 Caught off guard
"Amitabha."

The old monk in black walked slowly towards them. It seemed that he was still thousands of miles away from them the previous moment, but the next moment, he only took one step and arrived inside the Ten Thousand Mountains.

He stood at the feet of the Golden Crow and looked up.

The same gilded eyes looked at each other again.

With just a flash of his eyes, Jin Wu trembled all over and fell down involuntarily. Under the force of the fall, he knelt weakly in front of the old monk in black.

Jinwu didn't care about his own embarrassment, nor did he have the confident demeanor of a king. He just slowly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion.

"Ninth brother... why?"

Faced with Jinwu's expression that was more of a sorrow than a question, the old monk in black could only sigh.

"You should know that you have no power to turn the tide, and neither do I."

"You have!"

Jin Wu didn't know where he got the strength from, but he endured the horrible pain in his body that seemed to tear him apart. He gritted his teeth, roared with all his might with bloodshot eyes.

"You have escaped countless disasters! You are a person with great magical powers! You are the only remaining Golden Crow Prince among the ten Golden Crows of the demon race! As long as you are willing, you can inherit the fortune of the demon race at any time! Lead the demon race to glory again!"

"But you didn't do that! You became a monk! Why?! Why!!!"

The roar of the Golden Crow echoed throughout the Ten Thousand Mountains.

He understands, he understands everything.

Before the old monk in black appeared, Jin Crow believed from beginning to end that he was the only Jin Crow in the world and that he should lead the demon race to glory again and raise the battle flag named "demon" again.

It’s time for the demon race to have an emperor, an emperor who can lead the demon race to glory again!
But the moment the old monk in black appeared, he understood everything.

The battle flag, the re-emergence of the ancient clan, the restoration of glory, the Golden Crow Emperor, they are all fake.

It's all just a bait, a bait to stir up chaos in the three realms so that some beings can take advantage of the situation and win in the chaos.

Just as Tianpeng said, he was just a puppet, an unconscious puppet.

The Buddhist sect never wanted to cooperate with him from the beginning to the end. What the Buddhist sect wanted was just a "relay", a relay station to help the Buddhist sect gather the luck of the demon clan.

As the demon clan's luck gathered, it was like a fruit tree finally producing sweet fruits.

Then, naturally, there must be someone to pick the fruits.

The old monk in black is the only one who is qualified to pick the tempting fruit of "demon clan's luck".

So here he is.

"Because I'm just like you."

Faced with Jinwu's hysteria, the old monk in black still answered softly.

These short seven words left Jin Wu stunned.

He looked at the old monk in black in front of him in disbelief.

What does it mean to be the same as me?
How is it the same as me?
Jinwu's pupils were trembling. He thought of a possibility, and his heart couldn't help but feel extremely sad.

How else could it be the same?

In the ancient times, the demon clan was in the endless calamity, and even the two demon emperors could only deal with the situation in a clumsy manner.

Even the Ten Golden Crows are nothing more than chess pieces that start an infinite calamity, and they are chess pieces that are destined to die.

But the old monk in black was able to survive countless calamities.

It would be strange if there was no help from others behind this.

"understood."

Jinwu smiled miserably, collapsed on the ground, and whispered: "Since the fall of the ancient demon court, there has been no more Jinwu Ninth Prince, only the Buddhist..."

At this point, Jinwu paused, raised his head and asked, "May I ask your Dharma name, Master?"

The old monk in black was neither sad nor happy, and said, "I am a poor monk, and my Buddhist name is Wuchao."

"Yes, there is only the Buddhist monk Wuchao, and no more demon prince."

Jinwu laughed miserably. Although he knew that the fact was already set and there was no room for struggle, Jinwu still spoke.

"The old tree died. In order to revive me, he sacrificed everything. He once used his body as a nest in Tanggu and supported the demon clan through two..."

“The old tree died a long time ago.”

Just when Jinwu was making his last attempt to make the Ninth Brother in front of him remember the old tree, who was the great elder of the demon clan, he was suddenly interrupted by the old monk in black.

"What did you say?"

Jinwu was stunned and asked subconsciously.

“The old tree died a long time ago.”

The old monk in black repeated it and said softly, "Tanggu was destroyed, and nine out of ten Golden Crows died. Even birds that could flap their wings to escape were like this, so how could the trees with roots underground survive?"

Facing the obviously panicked look of Jinwu, the old monk in black had a flash of pity in his eyes, but he still said: "The real old tree died long ago."

"The one who survived after that, don't call him the Great Elder of the Demon Clan, he is an incarnation of Kunpeng."

Jinwu's pupils dilated, and his whole body exuded a gray and depressed feeling.

This matter is no secret among the top masters with great magical powers, but no one will tell the demon clan about it.

No matter what Kunpeng thinks, he is a demon master after all, and the existence of the Great Elder is Kunpeng’s internal arrangement for the demon clan. The other top masters have no reason to interfere.

"That's it, that's it..."

Jinwu smiled bitterly and whispered, "I have been thinking about a question before, that is why Laoshu would easily send Kui to the battlefield, and it is a battlefield where there is an 80% chance of failure."

"If it was the old tree that once carried the ten golden crows, it would never do such a thing."

Jinwu looked at the old man in black and said with a smile: "Brother Jiu, do you know that the biggest reason that prompted me to cooperate with Buddhism so quickly was because of the old tree."

"Because the old tree cut off my path to advancement through the use of sunflowers, the only way left for me to go is to cooperate with the Buddhist sect. I wonder if this will be the old tree's final advice to me."

"Relying only on me and the current demon race, we are not capable of fighting against the Heavenly Court. However, if we cooperate with the Buddhist sect, our hope will greatly increase."

"Old Tree helped me destroy Aoi, which also represents my sincerity."

"I originally thought that Lao Shu knew that I would not easily give in to Buddhism, and that this was the only way, so he killed first and asked for permission later."

Jinwu said, laughing at himself, and continued: "But now it seems like a joke."

"It's a joke from beginning to end."

Jinwu stretched his body and said to the old monk in black, "Nineth Brother, can you give me a little dignity and let me die in the meeting hall of the ancestral temple?"

The old monk in black said nothing, but just clasped his hands together in silent greeting.

He took a step forward, and the space around him began to ripple and fluctuate.

But this fluctuation was interrupted, and the space followed the original traces of wrinkles and fluctuations, jumping frames and recovering in the blink of an eye.

Marshal Tianpeng stood in mid-air, looking down at the old monk in black and the Golden Crow. "Wuchao, we meet again."

Marshal Tianpeng narrowed his eyes, with a sneer on his lips, and said, "I haven't settled the score with you for luring Tianpeng Zhenjun, the leader of my thirty-six heavenly generals, into Buddhism!"

Under the command of Marshal Tianpeng, there are thirty-six generals. Each of them is a warrior carefully selected and trained by Marshal Tianpeng with great effort. They are also one of the most important teams of the Arctic.

Among these thirty-six generals, the first-ranked Tianpeng Zhenjun is the one that Marshal Tianpeng values ​​the most.

It can be seen from the title of the priesthood that Marshal Tianpeng has high hopes for True Lord Tianpeng and even regards him as his successor.

The current Grand Marshal of Tianpeng, Bian Zhuang, will inevitably retire in the future. Being the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole and the first general of Heaven will not be the end of Bian Zhuang, but the title of Grand Marshal of Tianpeng must always exist.

Although this time will be very long, the training and cultivation of successors must be done as early as possible.

However, Tianpeng Zhenjun was abducted.

In other words, Buddhism took advantage of the situation.

What kind of crime could it be to tease Chang'e? With Tian Peng Zhenjun's talent and divine status, there are many fairies in heaven that he secretly loves. Why bother to go far away?

How could a mere nectar, just something to soothe the mouth, make a Taiyi Golden Immortal lose his composure like that?
Even if he had misbehaved in front of the emperor, and even without mentioning the broad-mindedness and love of talent of the Great Celestial Venerable, just for the sake of the face of the Emperor Ziwei and the Great Marshal Tianpeng, he would at most have been given a minor punishment or a severe warning.

But the reason why Tian Peng Zhenjun was banished to the mortal world after being given the two thousand hammers again, and even reincarnated into a pig by mistake, was just that the Heavenly Court wanted to drive a nail into his journey to the West.

But there is always a loophole. Although the Heavenly Court had calculated everything, it did not expect that there was a Zen Master Wuchao next to the Yunzhan Cave on Fulin Mountain!
It is precisely because of the existence of Zen Master Wuchao that Tianpeng Zhenjun completely turned into Zhu Ganglie, a demon who ate raw meat and drank blood, and after "turning over a new leaf", he finally "attained" the Buddhist fruit position of the Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva!
No matter how brilliant and talented the Taiyi Golden Immortal is, he cannot withstand the brainwashing of a great Buddhist master, or even a Buddha who is only one step away from the top master!
Of course, according to Buddhism, this is called conversion.

For Marshal Tianpeng, this is not just stealing someone else's girlfriend, but a revenge for his son! (Refer to Lao Ma's eldest son. In addition, this is a secondary setting. There are several theories about Zhu Bajie's identity as Marshal Tianpeng. One is that he is one of the Four Saints of the North Pole. Two is that he is the mount of Dou Mu Yuanjun, because one of Dou Mu Yuanjun's incarnations has a pig head and his mount is also a pig. Three is that he is the head of the 36 Tianpeng generals used in this article.)
Marshal Tianpeng would certainly not have a good face for the Zen Master Wuchao who was the instigator of the incident.

Although this matter seemed like the Heavenly Court was bringing humiliation upon itself, Marshal Tianpeng obviously overlooked this point.

When it comes to revenge for a child being snatched away, there isn't much logic to talk about.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Wuchao seemed to have just discovered the presence of Marshal Tianpeng. He clasped his hands together calmly and saluted, then said, "The Marshal wants to stop me?"

"I'm not stopping you, I'm fighting you!"

Marshal Tianpeng had a cold face and chopped down with the mountain-splitting axe in his hand!
"Zheng..."

There was no earth-shattering vision, but the axe light suddenly turned into countless rays, as if a river from the sky was pouring down.

Among these countless axe shadows, only one is the "present", and the rest are the "future".

The use of turning the tide is not just to reverse time.

The axe light had to fly for a while before hitting the Zen Master Wuchao, but Marshal Tianpeng divided this mere moment of flight into countless parts and materialized them all.

The most terrifying thing is that every axe light is real, and it is an angry attack from Marshal Tianpeng!
From this we can see the horror of the great supernatural power.

Faced with this sudden and terrifying attack that was enough to make even the most powerful masters tremble in fear or even be defeated directly, Zen Master Wuchao did not make any reaction.

"Amitabha, all phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows..."

The murmuring sound of chanting scriptures sounded in the void. Although the speed of speech was very slow, it appeared in front of countless axe lights in advance.

Then, the countless axe lights turned into countless gorgeous bubbles and disappeared completely.

Zen Master Wuchao turned a deaf ear and interfered with the space again, bringing the Golden Crow to the meeting hall of the demon clan's ancestral home.

Marshal Tianpeng narrowed his eyes. A monk appeared in front of him at some point.

The monk was very young, with a solemn appearance. He was wearing a brocade robe, holding a nine-ring staff, wearing a Vimalakirti hat on his head, and had a calm look on his face.

"Tang Sanzang?"

Marshal Tianpeng revealed the monk's identity in one sentence, but immediately shook his head and said, "You are not Tang Sanzang."

A hint of purple spiritual charm flashed in his eyes and fell on the monk in front of him.

"So that's how it is. The ancient Buddha Dipankara used his own relics to bless you with the vision of the past."

"Then I think I should call you... Golden Cicada."

…………

"Not a gangster."

“This title is no longer appropriate.”

Zhenren Wenshi stood beside Guanyin Bodhisattva, looking at the sutra-review conference that had just begun and was about to end.

Next to the two big guys, Jiang Lin, Miao Qing and Long Nu all had their eyes wide open, staring blankly at the venue of the sutra conference.

"it's over?"

Miao Qing stammered.

"Yeah, it's over..."

Jiang Lin's expression was a little complicated, unexpected, but also reasonable.

That’s right, the Buddhist conference that had just been prepared and opened has ended.

It's actually very simple to say.

After enshrining a total of 7,200 gods in the Luotian Luotian according to the specifications of the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the following process was for a group of Taoist priests to lead many disciples to worship the new scriptures passed down by the Taoist ancestor.

This was originally just a process. After all, it was a sutra conference. How could you attend it if you didn't even know what the scriptures were about?
But it was during this process that some "small problems" occurred.

To put it roughly, it is...

Just as the Taoist masters who were in charge of the underworld had knelt down with their disciples, the Taiqing Supreme Grade Sutra for Relieving Suffering and Rescuing Disasters compiled by the Taoist Ancestor began to shine.

It directly enveloped the gangster.

Then the gangster had an epiphany.

He began to comprehend right on the spot, and from the spiritual light that was almost visible to the naked eye, it could be seen that the compatibility between the gangster and this scripture was beyond description.

If I must say, this scripture is tailor-made for gangsters.

This is the most surprising thing.

You know, this scripture is the latest one compiled by Daozu!
No matter how powerful a gangster is, even if he is the supervisor of all the Taoist lineages in the world and has some uniqueness, in the eyes of the Taoist Ancestor, this uniqueness is nothing.

But that's the truth.

For the sake of the black Taoist, the Taoist ancestor not only compiled a new scripture, but also "painstakingly" facilitated a scripture conference, so that the spokespersons of all Taoist lineages in the world could witness the black Taoist's enlightenment with their own eyes.

To be honest, Jiang Lin has seen many big scenes, but this is the first time he has seen it.

So, what is so special about this Taoist priest of ours?
Jiang Lin looked at Master Wenshi with some confusion.

However, Master Wenshi just looked at the black Taoist who was sitting cross-legged among the three gods and was gaining enlightenment, and sighed leisurely.

"Brother Boxian, you finally waited for it."

(End of this chapter)