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To be honest, Zhu Moye had recently been wanting to visit Taiyi Zhenren. The young man named Nezha still left a deep impression on him. He wondered what Nezha was like now that he and Li Jing had fallen out. After Li Jing's defeat, he must have received considerable punishment in Heaven. Even if he wanted to strike Nezha down, he probably felt powerless.

Zhu Moye was very clear about this. If someone else was in such a situation, they might have felt confused.

But Nezha is different. He is rebellious by nature, and he and his father Li Jing have disliked each other for hundreds of years. How good can the relationship between these two father and son be? It is impossible for them to suddenly turn against each other under the circumstances at that time.

"At that time, a monk will come here and he will help you to remove the curse of the Five Finger Mountain. You must agree to it first, but you must not flatter him if he wants to give you something as a gift. Because the golden hoop that Guanyin gave him might be hidden in something, maybe a hat, or a piece of clothing." Zhu Moye thought for a while, looked at the expectant Sun Wukong in front of him, and gave a straightforward instruction.

"Okay." Sun Wukong agreed immediately. In the previous situation, he had already figured out that in the current situation, who else would be against him? Apart from those high-ranking figures in Buddhism and Taoism, who else could it be?

In comparison, Sun Wukong would rather trust Zhu Moye in front of him. This way, at least he would feel more at ease, which would make him feel better.

However, under the current circumstances, Zhu Moye did not know what was in Sun Wukong's mind. If he knew that this was actually what was in Sun Wukong's mind, I wonder how he would feel.

"I only know that compared to those bald donkeys, you must be more trustworthy." There was a cunning light in Sun Wukong's eyes. No one is stupid. Only a fool would want to work for his enemy and repay evil with kindness. Even a saint may not be able to do this kind of virtue.

What's more, he is just a monster. What he wants more is to enjoy the world rather than to be escorted by a stinky monk for thousands of miles to obtain scriptures. When Sun Wukong thinks of the possibility of such a thing, he feels uncomfortable all over.

Therefore, he was very grateful to Zhu Moye for specially delivering the information to him. Regardless of whether he would embark on this path in the end, in his eyes, Zhu Moye, this friend, was more reliable than the brothers he had made before.

Zhu Moye did not expect that his little effort seemed to have brought him a powerful ally. At least, compared to those little guys, Sun Wukong was a powerful fighting force.

Di Ting stood silently by, watching the conversation between its master and Sun Wukong. It was still shocked. It had never imagined that before, it had been with Zhu Moye day and night. It had seen most of what Zhu Moye had seen, but it knew nothing about the things Zhu Moye had deduced.

And perhaps I had heard Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva mention these things before when I was with him.

Chapter 682: Small Torture

In comparison, Di Ting knew very clearly that just because it had heard these things, it did not mean that Zhu Moye in front of it had also heard them. So, where did he get this information?

In other words, even if Di Ting had listened to all this information, he would not be able to restore the map of the whole incident. It was even more impossible for him to be like Zhu Moye in front of him, who could talk about these things and explain the powerful aspects of them to Sun Wukong step by step.

Looking at Zhu Moye, who only wanted to subdue Sun Wukong but maintained a calm face, Di Ting felt deeply the horror of humans. Especially when Zhu Moye said these things, the earnest look on his face made Di Ting want to believe them. Only when he heard Zhu Moye's words did he occasionally remember that although these things were all deduced by Zhu Moye, they seemed to be quite credible.

No matter what, the current Di Ting is no longer the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the past, so Di Ting is still very smart in choosing which camp to join.

For this kind of thing, the more you say, the more you will do, and the less you say, the fewer mistakes you will make. It would rather not have heard it at all.

Sun Wukong completely trusted Zhu Moye. He had never imagined that such a small choice could contain so much. There were so many schemes and intrigues that Sun Wukong felt overwhelmed. These human-like skills were indeed difficult for Sun Wukong to master. After all, he was better at large-scale combat, not this kind of survival.

Even after bidding farewell to Sun Wukong, Zhu Moye patted Di Ting on the back before leaving and asked, "What do you think after listening to this?"

"I don't have any feelings." Di Ting immediately shook his head. He was not going to respond to Zhu Moye behind him.

Seeing Di Ting's expression, Zhu Moye touched his chin in confusion. He didn't believe it. After hearing so much just now, Di Ting actually had no idea at all. This was really unlikely. However, in this state, Zhu Moye couldn't ask too much, so he could only nod faintly: "Is that so? Then you didn't hear what I said to him about the Buddhist conspiracy?"

"How could I possibly hear it, right?" Di Ting immediately wanted to hold his heart in front of Zhu Moye for him to examine.

Looking at the Di Ting in front of him, Zhu Moye seemed to be thinking. "But, you are called Di Ting, and you can hear the voices of the three realms. You are a divine beast, and you told me that you didn't hear anything just now. Even an ordinary demon beast can hear everything."

"Master, you are so terrible." Di Ting finally had to give in and said with a sad face, why did it forget it before? According to Zhu Moye's idea, as long as he wanted to pull it out, he would definitely pull it out easily.

"I didn't say anything." Zhu Moye looked at Di Ting and smiled: "What do you think now?"

"People's hearts are so dirty." Di Ting said seriously, as if he had gained some new insights into the world. This actually made Zhu Moye laugh. "You don't know anything else, but you can already understand how dirty people's hearts are."

Di Ting didn't say much after hearing this, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart. Especially someone like Zhu Moye, who could figure out the general plot based on one or two clues given by others, was even more terrifying.

However, Di Ting could not say these things out loud and could only keep them in his heart silently.

Looking at Di Ting in front of him, although Zhu Moye didn't know what Di Ting was thinking, in such a state, it would be better for him to maintain his previous state. Otherwise, in his current state, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but tie up this little guy Di Ting.

Di Ting was obviously very clear about this, so he was trembling with fear all the way, for fear that the Zhu Moye in him would lose his mind and destroy himself.

Zhu Moye suddenly thought of something: "Tell me, if you want to keep something secret forever, what's the best way?"

"Make the other person shut up forever." Di Ting answered without thinking. It was such a simple question that it didn't require much thought. However, after it finished answering, it wanted to turn around and slap itself in the face.

Still in the sky, Di Ting quickly descended to the ground, clasping his hands together with an expression of unparalleled concentration and sincerity. Even when he was following Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he had never seen him so devout. "Master, I will never tell anyone what you just said. I am the one who can keep my mouth shut forever."

Zhu Moye laughed heartily. He raised his hand and touched Di Ting's head. "Since you can hear the voices of the three realms, you must have many secrets. Do you have any secrets that could be of use to me? Tell me."

"...Master, this isn't good, is it?" Di Ting was clearly troubled. He hadn't expected that, in such a situation, Zhu Moye wouldn't first pursue this, but instead the gossip and secrets he'd heard over the long years. Honestly, if Di Ting didn't have such a deep understanding of his master, he'd probably be suspicious if this was Zhu Moye possessed.

Looking at the other person's strategic look when talking with Sun Wukong, and then looking at the curious guy in front of him, they are simply two different people. This made Di Ting couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the appearance of Di Ting in front of him, Zhu Moye was obviously still very interested at this time, but helplessly, Di Ting also said that he had heard too much news over the years, most of which were outdated, and none of these things could work on Zhu Moye, so he gave up.

Chapter 683 Meeting Nuwa

I don’t know when it started, but Di Ting slowly learned to accept Zhu Moye’s rhythm, and in this situation, Zhu Moye met someone again.

It doesn't seem quite right to say that it was an encounter by chance, because the Bull Demon King is very efficient. Although when he met Zhu Moye, he felt that the other person was a bit incomprehensible to him, but no matter what, what Zhu Moye said involved a relatively large range of things.

After thinking for a long time, the Bull Demon King finally decided to go find Nuwa. Although Zhu Moye might not be able to find Nuwa, the Bull Demon King could definitely find Nuwa. After all, he was one of the powerful demons. Under such circumstances, it was not too difficult for him to find Nuwa.

But for the Bull Demon King, he still couldn't understand why Zhu Moye was looking for Nuwa. He only felt that if he didn't do this, he would bear greater responsibility, so he went to find Nuwa. Well, Zhu Moye's threat to the little fox was one of the reasons why the old bull had to do this. Princess Iron Fan was not a pushover. Zhu Moye knew this, and the Bull Demon King knew it even more.

When Zhu Moye flew to the fairy palace and saw Nuwa, he found that the woman in front of him did not have the feeling of holiness written all over the body of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In comparison, Nuwa seemed to have returned to her original nature. No matter who it was, under these circumstances, it would be difficult for them to sense the pressure from Nuwa. Zhu Moye hadn't expected Bull Demon King to be so efficient, leaving him unprepared. Nuwa didn't know how to react in such a situation.

Because the Zhu Moye in front of her was somewhat beyond her expectations. She had met Zhu Moye before, but she had never thought that this young man would think of contacting her so quickly.

Although she didn't know why Zhu Moye wanted to see her, Nuwa's intuition told her that the other party must have something important to do. Although she had some doubts about the fate of the demon race, Zhu Moye's words at the beginning made Nuwa frown slightly.

"The demon race is gradually declining, while Western Buddhism is still planning to attack the demon race. I wonder what Nuwa thinks about this?" Zhu Moye asked such a tricky question right from the start.

In fact, at this time, basically no one did not know about the Investiture of the Gods incident that took place during the founding of the Zhou Dynasty.

On the surface, the person who suffered the greatest loss in this incident was undoubtedly Tongtian Jiaozhu. The sect he founded was not only divided into pieces, but most of its believers were incorporated into Buddhism, allowing Buddhism to flourish and grow. However, Tongtian Jiaozhu became a lonely man, and his strength among the saints was greatly reduced.

In such a situation, of course no one would say that Tongtian Sect Master was really miserable, but Nuwa at this time was naturally very clear that the premise of Zhu Moye's words was obviously still reminding her of the treatment that the demon clan had received in the past.

Unlike others, the demon clan at that time was still quite prosperous and was well-off under the tutelage of Master Tongtian.

No matter what, Nuwa came from the demon clan, and they all prospered and suffered together. In such a situation, she naturally understood the implication of Zhu Moye's words very well.

Many of those who converted to Buddhism were demons.

But what is infuriating is that after those demon tribes were incorporated into Buddhism, they were all divided into mounts by the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and the mounts of their disciples.

How could Nuwa tolerate this? Other things would be fine, but those demons were all her own children. They had practiced hard to achieve enlightenment, but in the end, they all became mounts for the Bodhisattvas. It was really a laughing stock. In this situation, Nuwa heard Zhu Moye bring up this issue again, and naturally she felt a mixture of emotions.

The demon tribe suffered heavy losses back then and had to turn to Buddhism to protect themselves. Otherwise, if they fell into the hands of other sects, they might not even be able to make a mount, and they might even lose their lives.

However, even so, Buddhism's bullying and taking advantage of others also meant that it had created a great feud with Nuwa and the demon clan.

Unfortunately, with the passage of time, Buddhism has gradually developed and has become very popular in recent years.

Compared with the past, the demons still occupied a corner of this land, but now, most of the demons have been forced into various corners by the booming human race.

The so-called king of the mountain is not as glorious as it sounds. If it were really that good, why would those monsters practice so hard?

Looking at Zhu Moye in front of her, Nuwa slowly collected her somewhat unbridled thoughts. When she looked at Zhu Moye in front of her, she couldn't help but think of the rumors about him in recent days.

There was no doubt that Zhu Moye's words to her were not without purpose; he had come prepared. However, Nuwa could not understand what purpose Zhu Moye had in saying these things to her. Compared to the demons, Nuwa was more of a human. Among the saints, because of her status as a woman and a demon, she had never said much, had not spoken a word, and her presence was almost zero.

It is even less active than the two saints of Buddhism, which has led to the gradual decline of Nuwa's popularity. Nuwa is well aware of this situation, and her power is also gradually weakening among everyone.

Since she knew about Zhu Moye's affairs, she knew that according to Zhu Moye's affairs, he must have a great grudge against Buddhism. If he wanted to take revenge on his father, one person would naturally not be enough.

But if it was about finding allies, Nuwa asked herself, she should not be able to count. No matter what time it was, without sufficient strength, it was unlikely that people would look up to you.

Chapter 684 Farewell and Departure

Looking at Zhu Moye in front of her, Nuwa's mood was extremely complicated. After all, under the current circumstances, she had no way of determining what kind of emotions Zhu Moye was holding. Zhu Moye was now waiting for her response, but he also knew that forming an alliance with Nuwa would not be so easy.

After all, compared to the levels of Sun Wukong and Bull Demon King, the Nuwa in front of him is obviously many levels higher. In this situation, it is a good choice for Zhu Moye to continue waiting.

"If you, Goddess Nuwa, cannot make up your mind, I can go back first. When you have thought it over, you can contact me again. The future of the demon race will be to live in a remote corner, or even to lose this corner. Sometimes, it may just depend on your thoughts." Zhu Moye obviously had no intention of forcing him here. He knew very well in his heart how much this matter weighed.

Under the current circumstances, Zhu Moye did not choose to say more. Since the expression of Nuwa in front of him had clearly wavered, Zhu Moye did not continue to say more, but chose to leave first.

In such a situation, Nuwa didn't know what to say at this time. Watching Zhu Moye leave in front of her, she didn't say much, but just ordered the boy below to see him off.

"If Nuwa wants to contact me, I can come back anytime." Zhu Moye's arrival this time can be said to have put his attitude at a very low level. Even Nuwa herself had already noticed this. Under the current circumstances, she still maintained her usual attitude. After all, Zhu Moye had done nothing wrong, and it was impossible for her to show an aggressive attitude at this time.

In comparison, Nuwa was considered to be one of the more good-tempered among these saints. Zhu Moye was clearly aware of this, otherwise, he would not have been able to continue the conversation with Nuwa in such a situation. In such a situation, Nuwa naturally could not make up her mind so quickly, so she had to say goodbye to Zhu Moye first.

In this situation, Di Ting outside had already become impatient, but when he saw Zhu Moye, Di Ting wisely chose not to speak.

Zhu Moye's face didn't have the slightest smile on it, which made Di Ting feel a bit creepy. He didn't know when it happened, but whenever Zhu Moye's expression darkened like this, Di Ting felt a bad feeling. Looking at Zhu Moye in front of him, Di Ting chose to remain silent, while Zhu Moye quietly left Nuwa Palace.

"Let's go back to Chang'an first." Zhu Moye looked at the clouds in front of him. Although he had no way of seeing through Nuwa's thoughts at the moment, when she spoke just now, Nuwa's words had obviously wavered a bit. This was very clear, and it was the only part Zhu Moye could see through. It was just that Nuwa had no way of making up her mind so quickly, otherwise Zhu Moye would be more confident now.

"Master, you are so awesome." Di Ting felt relieved when he heard Zhu Moye was willing to speak. He was afraid that Zhu Moye would remain silent. If that happened, he would become even more nervous.

It was unknown when this had happened. Di Ting only remembered that Zhu Moye had said he wanted to meet Nuwa, and he hadn't expected him to actually connect with her. Now, Di Ting felt more and more that his master was no ordinary person. What a joke! How could an ordinary person possibly achieve this, and even meet Nuwa? Even if it was any other cultivator, they probably wouldn't be able to do this.

Even for his previous master, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it was almost impossible to meet Nuwa.

This is basically a difference in rank. Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has not attained Buddhahood. Even if he has attained Buddhahood, he cannot see Nuwa.

After being with Zhu Moye, he even went to Nuwa Palace, which really made Di Ting feel as if he was in a dream.

Seeing Di Ting in a trance, Zhu Moye came back to his senses and couldn't help but scold him with a smile: "You better move faster. Do you still need some power of faith to evolve?"

Zhu Moye had previously given Di Ting some power of faith, and it was said that after consuming it, Di Ting felt a significant improvement in his health. This surprised Zhu Moye, and if possible, he wouldn't mind letting Di Ting practice for a while longer. After all, Di Ting was Zhu Moye's mount, and in a world of gods and demons, having an excellent mount was a good thing for Zhu Moye.

Whether traveling or delivering a message, one needs to listen carefully from time to time to help him complete it.

Although Di Ting didn't know the reason, she knew that the power of faith was a good thing for her. When she heard that Zhu Moye offered to give it to her, she immediately became excited and agreed.

Seeing Di Ting's appearance, Zhu Moye naturally couldn't help but smile in his heart. For some reason, the power of faith was accumulating more and more in his body, and in comparison, what he gave to Di Ting each time was just a drop in the bucket.

"What exactly is this power of faith? Is there any harm to you?" Zhu Moye thought about this and asked. Although he heard that his speed and strength had been greatly improved, this kind of thing generally has many sequelae. At this time, Zhu Moye did not want to damage his mount.

Chapter 685 Training

It should be noted that Zhu Moye had raised this issue several times before, but under the circumstances at the time, Di Ting had not said anything.

Zhu Moye brought up this question again because he was curious. After so much time, Di Ting should be able to feel the effectiveness of the power of faith. If he said that this power had any disadvantages, Zhu Moye would never believe it, because he knew very well that the power of faith had brought him many benefits.

It was just that Zhu Moye was still not sure what these spirit beasts would feel like, but soon, after listening to Zhu Moye's words, Di Ting carefully summarized its experience, which was similar to what Zhu Moye said.

Even if you listen carefully to yourself, you can feel that this power of faith seems to be very useful in some aspects, but most of the time, you can't feel it yourself.

Especially when looking at Zhu Moye in front of him at this moment, Di Ting found it even more difficult to express the specific feelings in his heart.

Zhu Moye had already understood this, so he was not disappointed with Di Ting's answer. After all, he had already known that Di Ting's answer would probably be like this.

Under such circumstances, Zhu Moye didn't say much at this time, so he asked Di Ting to take him back to the palace first.

The eunuchs immediately knelt on the ground to welcome Zhu Moye back to the palace. As for the fact that Zhu Moye had descended from the sky, they naturally kept their mouths shut.

Even fools have seen the scene where Zhu Moye defeated 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky. How could they not know that their feelings towards the emperor in front of them were half fear of his power and half respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhu Moye was naturally very clear about what these people were thinking at this moment, but in his current state, he didn't want to say much to these eunuchs.

When the superior controls the inferior, there are some things that do not need to be explained too clearly. For example, in the current situation, how could Zhu Moye not know what these people are thinking?

However, in comparison, these fears or respects are beneficial to Zhu Moye's rule, so he simply ignored these things. After all, there is no need to be so serious about some things.

At this moment, the eunuchs knew that Zhu Moye must have gone out for something important to do. In this situation, they immediately remained silent and waited for Zhu Moye to pass by.

At this moment, Zhu Moye seemed to suddenly think of something and sent someone to ask where Tang Seng was.

Since Zhu Moye had already met Nuwa, even though Nuwa hadn't agreed, he could clearly see the hesitation on her face. He knew that even if Nuwa didn't agree, it wouldn't be long before she agreed. This answer naturally made Zhu Moye less worried. Originally, his concerns were directed at the two Buddhist saints. As for Tathagata Buddha, he didn't want to say anything more.

He just called Tang Seng over. At that time, Tang Seng was still preaching Buddhism in Longxing Temple. However, Zhu Moye's imperial edict came down, so no matter what, he had to rush over. There was nothing to say about this, and anyone would have to do the same.

Looking at Zhu Moye in front of him, although Tang Seng didn't know what had happened at this time, he knew that Zhu Moye would definitely not call him over without a reason.

Moreover, Zhu Moye also contributed to Tang Seng's decision to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. If Zhu Moye had not taken him to Longxing Temple on a whim, Tang Seng might not have been able to see Guanyin.

Therefore, Tang Seng was full of respect for the emperor in front of him. He did not have so many cunning thoughts. Respect was respect, and it was all written on his face.

Zhu Moye was obviously very clear about this, so he didn't say much. He just looked at Tang Seng in front of him and asked him what his plans were and whether he really wanted to go to the West to obtain the scriptures.

"Your Majesty, I have made up my mind." After hearing that Zhu Moye was asking about this matter, Tang Seng was obviously much more relaxed. It was obvious that he was still a little nervous in his heart just now. After all, he didn't know why Zhu Moye called him over, and he was unsure.

But after knowing this, Tang Seng had nothing to say, because he knew very well that Zhu Moye called him over for questioning, which was a routine and he had to ask him again.

Although Tang Seng was surprised that a small monk like him could receive so much attention from Zhu Moye, he was still very grateful.

In this state, Zhu Moye showed some favorability: "Well, since you have made up your mind, I won't say much."

"Huh? Yes." Tang Seng was stunned. How could this be different from the script he had imagined? According to common sense, when Zhu Moye called him over, shouldn't he ask him a few more questions and, by the way, persuade him to know the dangers of the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, and then persuade him to give up this idea?

This should be the normal plot development, but why does it become different when it comes to Zhu Moye?