Chapter 864 Unsatisfactory Buddha

Huashan, the place where the three virgins were suppressed according to the legend of the Lotus Lantern, the place where Chenxiang split the mountain to save her mother.

I don't know if there are agarwood and the Three Holy Mothers in this world, but Huashan does exist, and it is largely similar to Huashan in the real world. I don't know if it is a coincidence or a system.

The ridge of the west peak of Mount Huashan stretches across the earth like the back of a dagger, and the mountain peak is like a solitary hilt with a temple built on it, which is empty.

Zhu Mingkang was placed here.

Anyang was covered in blood and came back from outside.

He walked towards the temple from one end of the ridge. The ridge like the back of a sword is itself a hard rock. There is only a flat road carved by a mason with a chisel. There is no guardrail. It is a thousand meters long. Walking on it Just like playing extreme sports, the slightest slip of your foot will cause you to fall into the abyss.

Anyang was naturally not afraid of falling, and he walked smoothly, as if walking on land, stepping on the ridge to the temple step by step.

At this time it is dusk, the clouds are all underfoot, the sky above is full of blue, the horizon is dyed golden by the setting sun, and the clouds under the feet are also colorful. A person walking on a steep and straight ridge in such a scene is full of artistic conception of chasing something alone.

The mountains ahead were illuminated golden, and this place was far less calm than it seemed. On the contrary, the wind on the mountain was very strong, and the pine forest behind it squeaked, and people felt like they were about to fall off a cliff.

Anyang's face was calm, and his hair was picked up by the wind, but his steps were steady and calm, and he gradually walked to the very center of the peak ridge.

From a long-term perspective, one person walking on the golden ridge, one flower, one grass, one tree and one tree, even the temple on the top of the West Peak, which is illuminated by golden light, constitutes a magnificent scene.

It's a pity that the parties did not want to watch it.

With a creak, Anyang pushed open the gate of the temple.

The aroma of rice porridge came from inside. Zhu Mingkang lived there alone, and cooked some porridge to drink when he was away. Fortunately, he is used to marching and fighting, and he is not picky about food. As long as it is warm enough to fill his stomach, he can gobble it!

"How is it? Shangxian." Zhu Mingkang asked him in a deep voice, holding a modern Jingdezhen-fired white porcelain bowl.

Looking at the heavy cavalry general, Anyang looked a little dazed, and then shook his head.

In fact, having been in this world for so long, he knows the power system here and the past history. He can vaguely feel that if he can say that he can defeat the Buddha, the battle against the eternal magic palace is likely to end soon. It ends, and it ends with a successful outcome!

It's a pity that the three people found by Peeping Tianpan based on the costumes before he defeated the Buddha and became a Buddha were completely three mortals, just like the rough man in front of him who was drinking porridge with a bowl in front of him.

Zhu Mingkang was tall and mighty, and he also possessed a savage aura that came from killing. But what can he do in the face of the eternal magic palace, I am afraid that even the most inconspicuous demon general can crush him to death with one finger.

After a pause, he still opened his mouth and said, "Although I still haven't found the Golden Body Arhat and Guangli Bodhisattva this time, I have learned about them."

"Oh? What news?"

"They were fine in the battle that day."

"That's good, if there are no more Bodhisattvas, we don't know when those darn chops will be cleaned up!" Zhu Mingkang already knew something about the Eternal Life Magic Palace.

He has been walking with Anyang these days, and Anyang will say something to him from time to time. On the one hand, Anyang wanted to trace that tiny possibility to revive his Buddha-nature. On the other hand, it was really boring these days. After finally catching someone who could talk, he also took advantage of the situation and poured out the words in his heart.

But at this moment, Anyang only heard a voice——

"Is this the person you found?"

"Who?"

Anyang turned around immediately, only to see a white dragon in a white robe with blue stripes standing in the main hall of the temple, looking at the three statues of Sanqing on the main seat.

Anyang was a little surprised that he didn't realize anything, and he took it for granted, but he quickly reacted, clasped his hands together and said, "Bodhisattva, you are finally here."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned, and he folded his hands like Anyang, and said somewhat cautiously, "Namo Amitabha."

"Namo Amitabha." Bai Long retracted his gaze from the statue of Sanqing, and folded his hands in a salute to them, showing no arrogance. And this is the first time he has recited the Buddha's name in front of Anyang to give Buddha rituals. "A few days ago, after the battle between Xiniu Hezhou and the demon king of the Eternal Demon Palace, there were a few things to be busy with, and it has been delayed until now."

"So that's the case, what about Venerable Sha Seng?"

"Senior Brother Sha will be here soon... already here."

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of light flashed, and it was not even clear what form the light was. A huge figure wearing dark blue clothes appeared in the main hall of the temple.

It's Sand Monk!

Sha Seng nodded to him with his hands folded silently, and then looked at Zhu Mingkang next to Anyang.

Anyang was about to speak, but suddenly turned around suddenly as if he sensed something.

I saw a brightly dressed figure sitting on the beam behind him. He looked like he was in his teens. His face was handsome, but his face was expressionless. Wearing a piece of red silk, he was playing with a stick that looked like a chopstick in one hand.

He looked at Anyang coldly, and when he saw Anyang looking at him, he just grinned and said, "It feels quite sharp!"

Anyang hurriedly said, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Zhu Mingkang, who was beside him, was stunned for a while, but he actually recognized the identity of this person. His face was flushed with excitement or excitement, and he cupped his hands and said, "See... I have seen Shang Xian!"

The third prince of Nezha glanced at Zhu Mingkang from top to bottom, tilted his head slightly with a puzzled expression, and said, "Since you are here, then you are the reincarnation of Sun Wukong?"

As he said that, he jumped off the beam, still looking at Zhu Mingkang with a scrutiny expression, frowning.

Anyang paused, then said: "Guotianpan found three people based on the phoenix ling purple gold crown, he is one of them, and I found him in Beiju Luzhou. One of the other two is an old monk who practiced in the deep mountains. , one is a mortal with a dirty heart in the red world, I will only bring him back to see you. If possible, I can find the other two at any time."

Bai Long nodded, looked at Zhu Mingkang suspiciously, and said in an instant, "Since you brought him back, it's not so simple to think about, let me talk about the specific situation."

"Yes." Anyang paused, then glanced at Zhu Mingkang again, and said, "With all due respect, these three people are really nothing special except that they can be found by Peeping Sky Pan..."

He briefly explained the situation of the three.

Bai Long frowned, and Sha Seng looked at each other, then put his hands together to Zhu Mingkang: "Offended."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned, and before he could react, he saw Bai Long stretch out his hand and put it lightly on his head.

He looked puzzled, but didn't resist.

Anyang was watching from the side, this scene was as bland as pretending to be a ghost, there was no brilliance, and Zhu Mingkang didn't show a painful expression or simply fainted. What problem did you encounter.

After a while, he retracted his hand, sighed, and said to Seng Sha and Nezha, "Senior Brother Sha, Third Prince, come and have a look."

So under Zhu Mingkang's still inexplicable expression, both of them came forward in order and put their hands on his head.

After finishing, Anyang asked solemnly: "How? Several Venerables."

"I can feel the extraordinary in his soul, but I don't know where the extraordinary is. It seems that he should never be a mortal, and it seems that he should be a mortal." Sand Monk's voice was heavy like a ringing Bell and Drum, "It seems that the Victorious Buddha is really incomparable to the original!"

Bai Long also felt deeply and nodded.

Anyang asked again: "Is there no way?"

"There is a way, but it's probably not something we can do." It was the third prince of Nezha who spoke up. He was dressed in exquisite and gorgeous battle armor, and put away the concentrated fire-pointed gun, "I can really wake up the monkey. It is estimated that the people who are here will not help us! According to me, it is better to rely on yourself, and if the monkey wants to help us, it will not do so.”

"Oh, the third prince is right."

"As of now, that's all there is to it."

The three of them were talking, and suddenly a white light came from a distance, stopped steadily above the temple, and then walked out of a tall and straight figure.

"Third prince, two junior brothers." The person who came was actually Marshal Tianpeng, but he was wearing a commoner, which was very ordinary.

"Marshal Tianpeng!" Nezha frowned.

"Senior brother." Bai Long and Sha Seng said in unison.

Marshal Tianpeng glanced at Nezha, and then glanced at Zhu Mingkang next to Anyang. With a wave of his hand, Zhu Mingkang fainted.

"I've seen that monkey," he said.

An amazing word! !

Anyang looked at Zhu Mingkang beside him in surprise, and couldn't believe it: "Then this... is an incarnation?"

"That should be the case." Marshal Tianpeng nodded. "But thanks to you, you went to Xiniu Hezhou. If it wasn't for that, I probably wouldn't have seen the monkey. No, now he should be called to fight over the Buddha."

"How is the situation?"

"He is not Theravada Buddhism, nor the Mahayana Buddhism. He has never even practiced Buddhism. His Buddha is a self-Buddha, without kindness and compassion. He has no thoughts in his mind when he cultivates a half-hearted man, and he does not even have the thoughts of ordinary beings in Mahayana Buddhism." Tianpeng The marshal said, "So he released three incarnations to practice for him."

"Cultivation for him?" Nezha asked.

However, Anyang thoughtfully said: "What the Great Sage Equaling Heaven has not experienced in the past, he must use his incarnation to experience it again. Only in this way can he become a real Buddha!"

"Isn't he already a Buddha?" Nezha asked again.

"This..." Anyang couldn't answer.

Marshal Tianpeng answered for him: "He is an imperfect Buddha. He has the boundless magic power of a Buddha, and lives with the heavens and the earth, but he does not have the perfect state of mind of a Buddha. If things go on like this, he will certainly be able to defeat the Buddha in the name of the strongest battle. People worship him, but he is the one who suffers the most."

Anyang thought about it again, and then asked: "So this Buddha who only cares about himself and now only cares about himself will not help us?"

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