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After a while, Guanyin finally stopped scanning the area, collected Jin Chanzi's body, and flew westward.

Zhu Moye didn't dare to move at all. He remembered clearly that in addition to Guanyin, Jin Chanzi had asked many people for help. Maybe another group of people would come at any time.

If he is found at that time, he will naturally be the biggest suspect! And if he can't fight, he will be caught anyway. Fighting means slow death, and not fighting means quick death. It's all death, so it's better to hide here for a while and try your luck.

A month passed, and five waves of people arrived, including Guanyin. Zhu Moye had already been concentrating his mind, practicing the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Palace, repairing his injuries, and waiting silently.

Finally, three months passed, and Zhu Moye's injuries were completely recovered. Zhu Moye breathed a sigh of relief and flew back to Mingtu. During these three months, Zhu Moye had no communication with the outside world, but he had a feeling in his heart.

A day in the mountains means a thousand years in the world!

There must have been a huge change outside, and this change had a lot to do with him. He couldn't wait to go back and see what had changed.

Lights and shadows streaked across the sky, and from time to time, there were even more evil winds streaking across the ground. Zhu Moye was greatly puzzled. He quickly pressed down the cloud and landed on the ground. Then he transformed into a monster, grabbed a monster, and asked.

Compared to the gods, Zhu Moye trusted monsters more. Monsters, while evil, cherished life the most and were relatively straightforward. Asking the gods might lead to plotting, but asking monsters would definitely tell you.

Of course, the most likely outcome is that a monster will eat you, but you can kill the monster. But if the gods plot against you, where can you go to cry?

"What? You're saying the Ming Dynasty emperor has fallen into the underworld and is a monster-hunting monster, a monster that appears only once every few hundred years, and that all three realms must fight against him?"

Zhu Moye was shocked. No wonder, after recovering his magic power, he didn't receive any information about the incarnation. Now he thought that it was probably destroyed by Buddhism.

Zhu Moye didn't expect that even though he had been hiding for three months, the fact that he had killed Jin Chanzi was still exposed.

"What about Zhu Moye's sworn brother, Sun Wukong?" Zhu Moye asked.

Chapter 769 Great Changes in the Three Realms

"Hey, the Great Sage is being hunted all over the world by Buddhism right now. He took all the responsibility. He said that he was the one who killed Jin Chanzi. He said that the stinky monk was incompetent and still wanted to be his master, so he killed him."

"Grandpa Great Sage, that's what loyalty is all about. Sadly, his brother is such a piece of shit he actually went into hiding. Humph, if I were Grandpa Great Sage, I wouldn't have sworn brotherhood with him and would have cut ties with him long ago!"

Zhu Moye's eyes were red, Sun Wukong was indeed a man of love and righteousness!

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Zhu Moye was extremely grateful when he heard that Sun Wukong was so affectionate and righteous that he actually took all the blame on himself, and his hatred for Buddhism increased.

For a moment, his body involuntarily emitted waves of murderous intent, shocking the little monster.

Xiao Yao's heart was filled with fear at this moment. Who was this old man? The aura he exuded made him feel like he had died hundreds of times.

"What about the Monkey King's brothers and his monkeys and grandchildren?" Zhu Moye asked again. Seeing the frightened look on the little demon's face, he restrained his power.

The little demon's eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted excitedly, "Hey, that's quite impressive. Our Saint Goddess Nuwa has taken action against the oppression of Buddhism and Heaven. Nuwa has decreed that their crimes are not theirs."

"So, even though the Great Sage was being chased, Flower-Fruit Mountain was unharmed. As for those sworn brothers of Grandpa Sun Wukong, bah, none of them dared to come out, and instead turned against Grandpa Sun Wukong. They really brought shame to us monsters."

Zhu Moye had never thought that this little demon actually worshipped Sun Wukong so much. Zhu Moye let the little demon go, and then thought about rushing to the East. Since Nuwa had taken action, the disaster would not affect his family, and the Ming Dynasty should be safe.

Zhu Moye was wrong. After returning to the Ming Dynasty, he realized how wrong he was.

When flying in the sky, Zhu Moye felt that this sky was no longer the peaceful and comfortable one he had felt when he was stationed in the dynasty.

What he felt at this moment was endless panic and deep worry.

Something really happened to the dynasty!

When he flew into the palace, he didn't feel his incarnation at all, which was not beyond his expectations. However, he couldn't feel the presence of Di Ting, which made Zhu Moye extremely nervous.

You must know that Di Ting was originally the sacred beast of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If he snatched it away, there is no guarantee that Buddhism will not take action again and take Di Ting back.

The current Di Ting is no longer that mythical beast. In Zhu Moye's heart, she is Xiaoyan, his sister. Although she is a foodie and does some unreliable things.

But Zhu Moye personally protected her and allowed her to transform into a human. There was a sense of kinship between the two.

Xiaoyan was captured, and Zhu Moye was more worried than angry. He was afraid that Xiaoyan's consciousness would be erased by Buddhism, which would be the greatest sorrow.

Walking invisibly through the palace, most of the familiar figures had disappeared. Only a few familiar palace maids and eunuchs remained. The ministers he had previously trusted were no longer in this imperial city.

His mind was on the homes of the Li family, the Wang family, and other loyal ministers. He passed by his former house and felt a deep sadness. He knew that these people were dead.

Two lines of tears flowed unconsciously, and Zhu Moye felt puzzled. Why?

If you are dissatisfied with him, why bother to involve these court officials? What have they done wrong? It is true that every emperor has his own court officials. But capable officials are always in high demand in any dynasty.

Are these ministers going to be killed just because he promoted them?

What kind of truth is this? What kind of heavenly law is this? Is this what Buddha is like? Is this what Taoism is like? Zhu Moye was puzzled, and what he felt more was deep sorrow.

Using the magic of bewitching gods, Zhu Moye captured a young eunuch and began to check what had happened in the past three months. After capturing more than ten young eunuchs and palace maids, Zhu Moye finally understood what had happened.

As expected, everything is related to Jin Chanzi, and as expected, everything is related to Buddhism. The Buddhist forces in the Heavenly Court are the ones who will take action this time, and some demons who have surrendered to Buddhism are the ones who really take action.

Buddhism has a good method, using monsters to attack, and then killing the monsters afterwards, is to exorcise the monsters, to uphold justice, to promote our Buddha, and to save the world from danger!

It turned out that after Zhu Moye disappeared, Guanyin and some Bodhisattvas found the Flower-Fruit Mountain where Sun Wukong was. Sun Wukong naturally did not admit that he had killed Jin Chanzi, as this was not in line with his rules of conduct.

Once a teacher, always a father. Sun Wukong did this better than anyone else. Although Tang Seng plotted against Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong did not kill Tang Seng, so how could he kill him now?

But later, gradually, from the heaven, from the monsters, it was said that Zhu Moye had obtained a dragon spear, which was extremely powerful. Finally, all the truth was revealed. Buddhism finally determined that the murderer of all this was Zhu Moye.

At this time, Sun Wukong was questioned again, but he took it all on and fought a fierce battle with Buddhism and some people from the Heavenly Palace.

Only then did Nuwa intervene and protect Huaguo Mountain. However, regarding the Ming Dynasty, under the dominance of Buddhism, it was determined to avenge Jin Chanzi. The entire Three Realms recognized that the Ming Dynasty could no longer exist, but no one cared whether it would return to the Li family's rule.

So the next generation was in chaos. Seeing Zhu Moye's position as the Ming Emperor and his soaring power, many powerful people coveted the position of emperor. There were even rumors that Zhu Moye had the luck of the Human Emperor, and killing him would gain the great luck of the Human Emperor and become the Human Emperor.

Various forces took action, among which the monsters were the most powerful, led by Bull Demon King and others, who swept across the entire dynasty. Now the dynasty has been disrupted and no one is the dominant force.

All the factions were still battling, waiting for the strongest to emerge and become the final overlord. Naturally, the people of the Imperial City were having a hard time, and the dynasty was in turmoil, with the people suffering.

At the suggestion of someone with ulterior motives, the entire Ming Dynasty was hit by a severe drought and war was about to break out. The previous prosperity and wealth would be gone in the blink of an eye!

Zhu Moye flew up and left the imperial city. This was not a place he could stay in. He headed straight for Kunlun in the west. Although this passive situation was caused by himself, it was also related to Nuwa's plan.

Zhu Moye needs an explanation from Nuwa, no matter if she is a saint or something else! Nuwa should have an explanation for the turmoil of the Ming Dynasty, Sun Wukong's desperate escape, and his siege from all sides.

Chapter 770: Powerful Enemy against Manjusri and Samantabhadra

Suddenly, Zhu Moye felt a palpitation in his heart, and he moved to the side without thinking.

The next moment, an arrow hit the place where Zhu Moye had been. Zhu Moye had thought that someone might have ambushed him and set some trap in the palace.

But at that moment he was too sad to leave and was discovered.

The palace was filled with the sound of killing!

Zhu Moye looked around and was startled by the two people who appeared almost suddenly.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, I didn't expect that you two were waiting here to plot against me?" Zhu Moye said. These two Bodhisattvas are not ordinary people. Although their status is not as high as that of Guanyin Bodhisattva, they are also first-class famous Bodhisattvas in Buddhism.

Manjushri Bodhisattva rides a golden lion, holding a sword in one hand and a vase in the other, his expression shimmering with a fierce aura. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva rides an elephant, holding a sunflower in his hands.

Zhu Moye did not dare to underestimate these two Bodhisattvas. The long sword in Manjushri Bodhisattva's hand was an unparalleled weapon that could cut through the sky and the earth, and the treasure bottle could gather the heaven and the earth, which was no less powerful than Taishang Laojun's alchemy gourd.

The Elephant Master, under Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, possessed extraordinary strength and immense power. Even the Bull Demon King of the past was far inferior to the Elephant Master in terms of strength. Furthermore, the sunflower in his hand was no ordinary object.

Ordinary sunflowers face the sun, but Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's sunflowers not only face the sun, but can also condense the sun's rays, turning them into swords of light, capable of killing countless enemies. It is truly powerful.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are the four great Bodhisattvas before the Buddha. They are the most famous and the most powerful.

Unexpectedly, two Bodhisattvas were sacrificed here to kill him. Zhu Moye knew that Buddhism really hated him this time and would definitely wipe him out.

"Greetings to the two Bodhisattvas!" Zhu Moye said. Although he was witnessing a battle, he still acted like a kind and benevolent king.

It seems that according to legend, these two Bodhisattvas are also easy to talk to.

"Evil demon! My Buddha is so merciful that he has tried time and again to convert you, but you don't know what's good for you and have slandered my Buddha. Now you've even killed a Buddhist disciple. Do you know your sin?" Manjushri Bodhisattva shouted, his voice filled with anger.

Zhu Moye curled his lips and shouted, "You two, are you going to kill me without listening to the right and wrong of the matter?"

Manjusri swung his sword, and a flash of sword light shot towards Zhu Moye. Zhu Moye quickly dodged, and Manjusri Bodhisattva shouted, "You have already committed heinous crimes. My Buddha is merciful, but he also saves those with Buddha's heart. You, who blaspheme the Buddha, are unforgivable."

After saying this, it was the Fortune Bottle, ready to subdue Zhu Moye. Meanwhile, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva also offered up a sunflower, its Buddha light blooming, drawing in boundless sunlight that converged within the sunflower, poised to burst forth with captivating radiance at any moment.

"It's said that if you lay down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly. Don't you two Bodhisattvas understand this truth?" Zhu Moye said this, but his mind was actually looking around, stalling for time. Check if there were any other people hiding here, waiting to give him a fatal blow.

For example, just like the arrow just now, Zhu Moye knew that if another arrow was shot at him and he was entangled by these two Bodhisattvas, he would have no way to escape.

Just by looking at the destructive effects of the arrows, Zhu Moye knew that even with the body of a celestial dragon, he might not be able to withstand a few hits.

The consequence of being injured is simple: being killed!

"Put down your butcher knife and you will become a Buddha instantly. Okay, then put down your butcher knife and hand over the dragon spear you are hiding on your body?" Manjushri did not speak, but Samantabhadra spoke, and his tone was equally aggressive.

Zhu Moye cursed inwardly, and the dragon spear in his hand manifested.

"It's this gun. May I ask, do you trust those monsters so much instead of me, the Human Emperor?" Zhu Moye was finally sure that there were no other ambushes around, except for the arrow.

I think Buddhism is already quite confident in sending out two Bodhisattvas. If even the two Bodhisattvas cannot take down Zhu Moye, it will be useless even if more people are sent out.

"Right and wrong can be determined through a debate," said Puxian, reaching for the dragon spear in Zhu Moye's hand. He was even more domineering than the sharp-tongued Manjusri, and he directly snatched Zhu Moye's weapon.

This dragon spear could at least increase Zhu Moye's strength by half, so Zhu Moye would naturally not let it go. And Puxian's actions also completely exposed Buddhism's intentions. Trying to use words to impress and exploit them was wishful thinking.

I'm afraid that the two Bodhisattvas had already received orders from the Buddha before they set out, and might have been killed directly.

Zhu Moye shouted loudly, and suddenly thrust his dragon spear towards Samantabhadra. Compared to the sword in Manjusri's hand, Samantabhadra's sunflower was obviously easier to deal with.

Of course, compared to conventional weapons such as swords, knives, and guns, special weapons such as mirrors and flowers certainly have magical effects and are the most difficult to deal with.

But generally speaking, they are more advantageous in being weird and having special magical powers, but in terms of solidity and hardness, they are no match for conventional weapons.

Therefore, in all aspects, Zhu Moye would choose to attack Puxian first, destroy Puxian's sunflower first, and then remove half of Puxian's combat power.

Among the four great bodhisattvas, Guanyin is the most respected and the strongest. Zhu Moye knows that he is not yet a match for Guanyin. He can fight her for hundreds of moves, but he will eventually be defeated.

As for these two Bodhisattvas who were as famous as Guanyin, Zhu Moye knew that if he didn't intimidate the two first, or fight against one of them first, he would probably lose his life here.

"You arrogant youngster!" Puxian shouted angrily, clearly very unhappy that Zhu Moye had chosen to target him. He shouted loudly and struck Zhu Moye with a palm.

It looked like an ordinary palm, at most a little whiter than an ordinary person's palm. But it gave Zhu Moye an extraordinary feeling. Different from the Tathagata Palm and the Guanyin Thousand Palm, Puxian's palm sealed off the surrounding space.

Zhu Moye felt as if the palm had struck his soul, a feeling of having nowhere to hide. It was as if a Buddhist chant was ringing in his heart, making him sink into despair and unwilling to resist.

"Resistance is useless anyway, so why resist anymore?" A voice emerged in his heart, and Zhu Moye couldn't help but mutter in his mind for a moment.

But after just a moment, Zhu Moye regained consciousness. He was shocked and angry. He had heard that the Buddhist Sutra of Saving People was amazing, but he had never expected that Samantabhadra Bodhisattva could actually master this supernatural power.

Zhu Moye shouted loudly, and the tip of the dragon spear went towards Puxian's palm with a ferocious movement. Puxian looked like a very elegant and noble Bodhisattva, but he was so cold-blooded that he left no chance of survival.

Puxian snorted, and was somewhat surprised that Zhu Moye could actually avoid his Sutra of Ferrying People. Zhu Moye was able to become the Ming Emperor and have the fortune he has today, which shows that he really has some abilities.

Chapter 771 Successful Escape

"Boy, even if you have some skills, you will definitely die today." Manjusri shouted.

The Dao Vase in his hand floated high above his head, with the cave entrance facing Zhu Moye.

"receive!"

A chilling wind whistled around Zhu Moye. Zhu Moye then realized that Manjusri Bodhisattva's Great Dao Treasure Bottle was indeed different from ordinary magic weapons. It could actually generate a chilling wind, which was simply not what a Bodhisattva should have.

But it must be said that this cold wind was really strong. Zhu Moye, who now had the body of a celestial dragon, could actually feel a chill in his body, as if there were ghosts lurking around him.

Zhu Moye's body involuntarily floated upwards. This was not because he was sucked up. Zhu Moye felt very clearly that he was being lifted up by the cold wind below.

And Zhu Moye below clearly felt that there was no physical object. Of course, ghosts and the like were definitely not physical objects. But just like Zhu Moye's own Tianlong, it was much more powerful than the dragons in this world, as if it did not exist in this world.

The same was true of the yin energy that roared out of Manjusri Bodhisattva's vase. Just ask yourself, how could any ghost in this world be so powerful? Zhu Moye was a true dragon. With his imperial aura, demons and ghosts dared not approach him.

But now he actually felt something supporting him from below. This feeling was extremely strange and terrifying.

"Hmph, this treasure of mine almost doesn't exist in these three realms. Let me see how you break free?" Manjusri shouted, obviously very confident. This treasure bottle has helped him many times, and it has the reputation it has today. It must be said that this treasure bottle has played a big role.

Zhu Moye was panicked at first, but soon calmed down. This treasure bottle was indeed very powerful, and this dark wind was also very shocking, but Zhu Moye soon felt that his true dragon body was also extraordinary, even stronger than this strange dark wind.

The true dragon energy was surging. This was the true dragon energy that Zhu Moye had cultivated after going through a world. It was not the so-called true dragon energy of the emperor in this world, nor was it the breath of the dragon in this world.

Suddenly, a wild feeling roared out, and this feeling acted on the cold wind below, immediately causing a huge commotion. A voice suddenly sounded in Zhu Moye's ears.

It was a howl, the sound was very clear, but it was not a language that Zhu Moye could recognize. However, it was very strange, and Zhu Moye could understand the meaning of the sound through his spiritual sense.

"Savage energy, how is that possible?"

"The wild air?" Zhu Moye's heart moved, and he immediately remembered the surprise of Jin Chanzi before his death, and the fear of the breath emanating from his body. It turned out that everything came from this wild air.

Zhu Moye heard it, and Manjusri Bodhisattva, the owner of the Great Dao Treasure Vase, naturally sensed it as well. He also cried out in horror, "What? You have a wild aura?"

The wilderness is far too far away from the present. So long ago that it must have been several eras. For example, there are records of this, such as the ancient times, the ancient times, the ancient times, and the present.