Fellow Taoists, please respect yourself.

Chapter 386 Sugar-coated bullets
There was silence within the Ten Thousand Mountains. Jiang Lin's disappearance did not cause any ripples, but Zen Master Wuchao noticed it.

Because when Jiang Lin disappeared, the Golden Crow in the conference room also disappeared.

That is the great power that belongs only to Kunpeng. Even the Zen Master Wuchao can only block it in advance but cannot interrupt it.

The simultaneous disappearance of Jinwu and Jiang Lin made Zen Master Wuchao feel uneasy.

He wanted to explore the reason, but the unstable hearts of the demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains were what he needed to deal with most now.

"Kunpeng, do you want to return?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, the voice of Zen Master Wuchao rang out, and a pair of gilded eyes looked towards the huge shadow covering the entire Ten Thousand Mountains.

Although there was an extreme contrast in their sizes, as soon as Zen Master Wuchao opened his mouth, he directly overwhelmed Kunpeng's power.

Just one sentence was enough to stun all the monsters present.

Yes, no matter what, in the demon clan, Kunpeng is the minister, and the Demon King is the king!
It would be fine if the Demon King didn’t have fists, but the current Demon King is a top-notch master with great supernatural powers!
In contrast, Kunpeng, who does not have the status of Demon King and the blessing of the demon clan's luck, has no advantage in terms of the right to speak within the demon clan.

'laugh……'

As the space folded and fluctuated, the great roc that spanned the entire Ten Thousand Mountains disappeared, and was replaced by a man in a black robe with a somewhat sinister face.

Kunpeng stood in mid-air, looking at the hesitant and questioning expressions of his compatriots, as well as the Zen Master Wuchao standing in the ancestral temple, and sighed inwardly.

"I'm not rebelling, but I can't bear to see you lead the demon race into a place of no return!"

Kunpeng said in a solemn and sincere voice: "Ninth Prince, no! Your Majesty! If Your Majesty is determined, it is not impossible to leave Buddhism!"

"I don't ask you to lead my demon clan to regain its glory, I just ask for a place for my demon clan to survive in these three realms! No matter what, Buddhism is not a safe haven for the demon clan, but an abyss from which there is no escape!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice..."

Kunpeng bowed to the Zen Master Wuchao, and every word he spoke was full of tears and solemn.

Although Zen Master Wuchao has been immersed in Buddhism for two epochs, now that he has regained his Golden Crow body, he also carries the position of the Demon King and the destiny of the demon clan.

So, if you want to leave Buddhism, it’s still not too late.

"Buddhism is not a safe haven for demons, so where is it?"

Zen Master Wuchao sneered and said, "Kunpeng, put away your false benevolence and false righteousness. You have seen the current situation, and you are the one who caused it!"

"The army of heaven is approaching, the demon race is in danger, and seven of the eight great masters have fallen!"

"Besides the Buddhist sect, who else can protect the incense of my demon clan?"

"The Heaven you mentioned? You want us to abandon our ancestral temples and destroy our own luck like you did, and then become an obedient dog for the Heaven and Ziwei?"

Faced with the questioning of Zen Master Wuchao, Kunpeng remained silent.

If we discard all the embellishments and difficulties, what Kunpeng did in these two epochs is really just as Zen Master Wuchao said.

You are trying your best, racking your brains, and seizing every opportunity to serve the Heaven... as a dog!
But, being a dog is better than being killed!
It’s better than that from now on, there will be no more name of demon race in the Three Realms!
and……

Kunpeng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Some things cannot be spoken out loud. Even if you know them, you will have to pay a huge price and bear great consequences.

Buddhism is not a safe haven for the demons, nor is it a safe house for the demons to lay low and temporarily raise their flags in anticipation of an opportunity to take advantage!

It's a pit, a big pit like an abyss!

What Buddhism blocks is not the road to heaven, but the road to the entire three realms!

Kunpeng was shouting wildly in his heart, and certain scenes emerged unconsciously in his mind.

Just recalling it in his heart made Kunpeng feel as if he was under a heavy pressure. His whole body was interfered with by an inexplicable force, and even the operation of his own Tao began to stagnate.

Kunpeng quickly took a deep breath and suppressed his restlessness.

This change did not escape the eyes of Zen Master Wuchao.

Kunpeng's condition is not right, it seems that he has hidden injuries?

Could it be because of Ziwei?

The great emperor, the leader of the Four Imperial Gods, has improved his strength? He was able to inflict Dao injuries on Kunpeng in such a short time?

Zen Master Wu Chao thought in his heart and sneered: "Why, why don't you say anything?"

Kunpeng sighed and stopped talking. He just moved and came to the side of Master Wenshi.

"Fellow Daoist, I am sorry for disturbing you."

Kunpeng looked distressed and bowed.

"Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? We are all working for the stability of the Three Realms. I admire your heroic act of cutting off one's own arm."

Master Wenshi returned the gift with a serious look.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the demon clan.

For a moment, the few remaining supporters of Kunpeng felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Could it be that, as His Majesty the Demon King said, Master Demon has become the...

After a moment's silence, all the demons turned around tacitly and knelt in the direction of the demon meeting hall.

"We will obey the orders of the Demon King!"

"From today on, my demon race will join the Buddhist sect!"

You must know that the demon creatures here are the best among the demons, representing most of the essence of the demons.

Even if we don't look at the number of demons spread across the four major states, and only look at the demons here, the Buddhist sect is making huge money from this wave!
Nearly three hundred Taiyi Golden Immortal Demon Kings and thousands of Golden Immortal Demon Kings!
There are countless other celestial immortals and true immortals. Those who have been able to survive until now under the heavy pressure of the Heavenly Court are the elite among the elite of the demon clan, the core among the core!

At the same time, these demon tribes can also represent the opinions of all the demon tribes in the three realms.

Kunpeng closed his eyes in pain.

"Hahahahaha!"

Zen Master Wuchao looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, but there was a hint of bitterness in that smile.

Of course he knew that Buddhism was not a good thing. In the two epochs of Buddhism, no matter how cautious Tathagata was, he was already an indispensable Buddha and a pillar of support for Buddhism.

The virtues of Buddhism are clear to him.

Of course, he also wanted to truly shoulder the burden of the Demon King and try to personally lead the demon race to glory again.

But... Buddhism is the only choice for the demon clan now.

A top master with great supernatural powers, sounds very tough.

But if the Heavenly Court does not care about the cost, the demon tribe he leads will definitely not end well.

Not to mention anything else, if he really declared war on the Heavenly Court as the Demon King, then Hou Tu Huang Di would definitely not hesitate to come out from the underworld.

Are you alone, bearing the pressure from Ziwei and Houtu?

This is really a fantasy, not to mention that there are only four top-notch masters in the Heavenly Court, and two of them are missing.

But this is just the Heavenly Palace, what about the Taoism behind the Heavenly Palace?
No one knows how heavy the Taoist bag is.

And if it really comes to that, Buddhism will definitely not choose to help the demon clan or itself.

Only by doing this now, by incorporating the demon clan into Buddhism and bringing tangible, huge benefits that are visible to the naked eye, can Buddhism let go of its reservations and stand on one's side openly!
This is also the only way to preserve the demon clan as much as possible!
At least it was much better than the path Kunpeng had chosen for the demon race! At least, in this way, the demon race was still barely independent, and had the opportunity to recuperate, instead of being digested by the human race and the Heavenly Court Dao Sect as Kunpeng had planned!

Zen Master Wuchao was thinking about the current situation, and seemed to be persuading himself.

But in the final analysis, he still did something that was considered "treasonous"!
I will make the demon race better, at least not worse than it is now!
The guilt and bitterness in Zen Master Wuchao's heart were only fleeting. As the former ninth prince of the demon clan and now a Buddhist master with great supernatural powers, Zen Master Wuchao's determination was strong.

As long as you have chosen the path to take, there will be no hesitation, and gains and losses are just a matter of thought.

"Hesitation..." At this moment, a gangster-like voice suddenly sounded from the sky.

The disheveled old Taoist held his nose and walked over to Master Wenshi with a clanking sound, swaying from step to step. He was not shy at all, and with his hands outstretched, he hugged Master Wenshi and Kunpeng by the shoulders.

Then, he looked at Master Wuchao with his nose, spit out a mouthful of fresh phlegm, and said contemptuously: "I'm telling you straight, you can't take these monsters with you. It's impossible for you to join the Buddhist sect."

"Kneel down and lick my shoes now, and I will give you some respect and make you a high-ranking official in the Spittoon Department of the Heavenly Palace."

"Otherwise, you'll fight with the four of us brothers!"

As he spoke, the old Taoist took off the straw sandals he was wearing, raised his calves, hooked his toes, and pointed obliquely at Old Wei, who was "escaped from the clutches" and remained silent because he was far away.

The meaning is very simple, it just makes it clear that I am going to beat you up in a group.

Come on, Demon King, you have such a big name and such a powerful identity. Come and try it with the four of us brothers. If we don’t make you piss your ring and beat you out, you’ll be considered clean!

After the words were spoken, the scene was very quiet.

Old Wei's already gloomy face became even darker. He quietly pulled his daughter and moved a few steps further away, fearing that his daughter would be defiled by the old bastard's dirty words.

Zhenren Wenshi and Kunpeng remained silent, but they shook their shoulders in unison to shake off the pitch-black dirty hands from their shoulders.

Then they all moved left and right at the same time.

Although I really don't mind a group fight against Zen Master Wuchao, no one would do it like you did. It's dirty, too dirty.

The battle between the great masters due to their different philosophies is considered the highest level of struggle in the Three Realms, and they are even fighting for their own "Tao". However, such a high-end activity has become a fight between street hooligans in your mouth.

"Otagi Keika! You are not a human being!"

Zen Master Wuchao started to scold. He was born as the most noble being in the Three Realms and had practiced Buddhism for two epochs. Although there were not many good people in Buddhism, his Dharma was first-class and righteous.

When have you ever heard such foul language?

"Ha ha……"

The old Taoist pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile, his eyes seemed to say: Baby, you curse like you are acting coquettishly.

Just as the old Taoist was preparing to stretch his lips and try to muster 30% of his strength to fight against Zen Master Wuchao, Kunpeng on the side suddenly showed a change of expression.

He raised his hand to block the "venom" that was about to come out of the old Taoist's mouth.

'laugh……'

Along with the fluctuation of space, a portal was opened from the void.

'Crash...'

There was no one in the doorway. First, a pool of blood flowed out. The blood had a mysterious golden color, and occasionally there was some dark and murderous aura mixed in it.

All the demons stared blankly at the blood flowing out of the portal.

That is the blood of the Golden Crow!

As blood gushed out, with a "thump..." sound, a person appeared inside the door.

The man was wearing a dark martial robe that looked a bit ragged and hot from the smoke of fire. In his hand, he held a Tianpeng ruler, which had mottled marks on it, as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe.

Jiang Lin walked out of the door, his black and white eyes filled with murderous intent and ferocity so strong that it was almost visible to the naked eye.

Walk out the door and look down.

Just the demons seen by those eyes, even the Taiyi Golden Immortal Demon King, felt a sense of crisis as if a thorn in the back!

will die!

If you are targeted, you will die!

This is a bad star! A...

Bathed in the blood of the Golden Crow, he perfected himself and was promoted to the evil star of Taiyi Golden Immortal!
"call……"

Jiang Lin exhaled a breath of foul air, looked at the old Taoist, and said with a smile on his face, "Old man, fortunately I have fulfilled my mission. I am still alive and well."

"Tsk, just barely."

The moment Jiang Lin appeared, he took a thorough look at Jiang Lin's current condition. After making sure that his child did not have any fatal injuries, the old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but just smacked his lips.

He said reluctantly, "It's OK. I didn't embarrass your father."

“Look at my stupid disciple. He has only practiced for a few years and barely reached the realm of half-step Taiyi Golden Immortal. He went to fight to the death with a pure-blooded monster that had been promoted to a great master and had been the Golden Crow Demon King for a few incense sticks of time. He has tortured himself into this state. It’s shameful, shameful!”

"After all, the Golden Crow is just a special Taiyi Golden Immortal, and it took a long time to defeat it... a mixed-feathered bird. How long did it take? Oh, it took several hours to win. How embarrassing!"

The old Taoist's words were very disparaging, but the smile that he couldn't suppress on his lips made the several powerful people around him feel sick and disgusted.

Okay, okay, I know that your apprentice is capable, I know that you have taught him well, and I know that you are showing off.

It’s time to get down to business, right?

Master Wenshi pushed the old Taoist helplessly.

The old Taoist then closed his mouth reluctantly, raised his hand and patted Jiang Lin's shoulder, raised his forearm and pointed his thumb behind him.

"Go, kid, show that Wuchao some color."

"Dare to disobey orders."

Jiang Lin held back his laughter and agreed very seriously.

Just now, the old man did not simply pat his hands, but poured all the plans and layouts of the Emperor into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Now Jiang Lin also knows the Emperor’s plan.

As I said before, the battle in the Ten Thousand Mountains was just a proxy war between Taoism and Buddhism, and the demon clan itself was not important.

And since the Buddhist sect has become shameless and has taken action personally, the Taoist sect will naturally not tolerate it.

The Heavenly Court's annihilation of the demon race was only the apparent purpose, but the real purpose was...

Jiang Lin lowered his head to look at the Zen Master Wuchao, who was carrying the luck of the demon clan, was already the emperor of the demon clan, and was also the Buddha of Buddhism.

The current situation is exactly what the bigwigs in Heaven and Taoism want.

The inner purpose has never been the demon clan, but Buddhism!

If the fortune of the demon race is integrated into Buddhism, then the fortune of Buddhism will naturally rise, but the problem is that it is not an easy task to completely digest this part of the fortune.

For example, if Buddhism is an old train, then the demon clan is a newly added carriage. In the long run, with an extra carriage, it will naturally be bigger, carry more cargo, and make more money.

But from the current perspective, if we want to restore the original speed of movement by adding this extra carriage, we will have to add more fuel or even develop a faster engine.

This cannot be achieved overnight.

This is the gap that the Taoist sect wants to seize.

The carriage is given to you, so I will install a bomb on it and see if I can pull part of your original carriage into the water to reduce your burden. I'm sure you won't have any objection, right?
From the beginning to the end, the purpose of Taoism has been to give Buddhism a hard time!
This wave, this wave is a sugar-coated bullet!
"Master, I'm sorry."

Jiang Lin had a smile on his face that was definitely not friendly.

With a loud 'boom', his own Qi exploded completely!

The powerful energy of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm is boldly connected to the Heavenly Palace above the Nine Heavens!
'Om! '

The sea of ​​stars outside the sky suddenly lit up, and within the Purple Palace, it seemed as if a huge hand stretched out, unreasonably mixing all the starlight together and pouring it towards Jiang Lin!

The Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Palace shook. The young prince wearing the crown of the Emperor of Heaven grinned evilly, mobilized the Lingxiao Qi, and cast it down along the starlight!
Not finished yet.

It was a similar scene. From all the Taoist sects at the Laojun Mountain Sutra Conference, from the underworld Fengdu...

As long as the place is related to Taoism, good fortune will be invested in it!

The fortune of Taoism is all bestowed upon one person!
(End of this chapter)