Chapter 869 The Disappearing Corpse

The moment he left Dongfang Qinghua Changle World, Marshal Tianpeng was swept away by the smell of immortal brew. He turned to look at Anyang and said with a smile, "Are you frustrated?"

Anyang wanted to shake his head and say that he was fine, but looking at Marshal Tianpeng's gentle and heroic face, he still nodded: "A little bit."

In the past, I had no choice but to fight Victory Buddha. I was speechless by the Buddha of Burning Lamp, but he was not frustrated. However, in the face of the Emperor Qinghua of Dongji who did not speak to you at all, it is said that Xunsheng will come to rescue the suffering Tai. B rescued Tianzun from suffering, but he felt a deep sense of frustration.

There is a feeling that a scholar meets a soldier, and it makes no sense to explain it.

"Hahaha!"

Marshal Tianpeng smiled, and immediately said: "Actually, there is a lot of vitality left in the heavens. After all, after hundreds of millions of years, in your words, Buddhism is only a mere reactionary!"

"Like the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole, the Great Emperor of Zhongtian Ziwei, the Great Emperor of the North Pole, the Great Emperor of the Antarctic Longevity, including the Supreme Jade Emperor, several emperors among the Five Elders, and some ancient immortals are still there. Do you know why Heavenly Court still exists? Confrontation with Lingshan for seven hundred years? Eight hundred years ago, the Temple of Lingxiao was even smashed by the Buddhist forces headed by Fighting Victory Buddha?"

Anyang was first amazed at the fact that there are so many great gods left in the heaven, and then he was amazed at the fact that Dou Shengxian Buddha actually led the power of Buddhism to lift the Lingxiao Palace, which is also his wish - when he started the chaos in the Tiangong, he was delusional. Lingxiao Palace, but unfortunately, it was just a delusion.

After being surprised, he knew that Marshal Tianpeng would tell him the reason, so he didn't guess too much, and said honestly: "I don't know."

Sure enough, Marshal Tianpeng said: "Because Lingshan only fights with Heavenly Court, and Heavenly Court fights against Lingshan, but also fights itself. It was like this eight hundred years ago, fighting against Buddha even shattered Heavenly Court's face, and they finally In response, the three Heavenly Venerates worked together to suppress the monkey."

Having said that, Marshal Tianpeng sighed again: "If it weren't for this, I should still be fighting for Heaven!"

Anyang frowned: "Are you still fighting infighting?"

"Heh! Heavenly Venerate is immortal, and the emperor is immortal. As long as there is still one of those ancient great gods, the infighting of the authority of the heavenly court will never end! In my opinion, if the confrontation continues for hundreds of years, the heavenly court will eventually be replaced by Buddhism! It's just that I don’t know if the bliss that Buddhism is talking about is really bliss.”

Anyang understood and fell silent.

Perhaps Marshal Tianpeng is right, the Tianting regime has decayed to its roots.

In the real world, as a local religion, Taoism once flourished and was designated as the state religion for many times, but hasn't it slowly declined? It is far from disappearing now, compared to the prevailing localized Buddhism, it is a bit shabby after all.

And Taoism in this world may not decline, but Heavenly Court may be. Those ancestral gods on a whim, it is not impossible to replace Heavenly Court with Lingshan.

Anyang also realized that it would be impossible to invite the Great God of Heaven to come out. In this environment, even if he has the supreme ability, he can make the entire Heavenly Court send troops to pacify the Devil's Palace, but it is absolutely impossible for a certain Heavenly Venerate Emperor to come forward alone.

Everyone is staring at their own interests, and no one is willing to consume their own strength alone.

At this time, he heard Marshal Tianpeng sarcastically say: "That barefooted immortal has great magical powers. He died four hundred years ago, but he is still negotiating to bring him back to life, hehe!"

Anyang did not answer.

Baiyun flew thousands of miles and quickly flew to Dongsheng Shenzhou.

On a devastated hillside, the two stopped to disperse the white clouds and looked at the arid and barren land in the distance. There were even traces of desert in the distance.

Marshal Tianpeng retracted his gaze and said, "I've done everything in this way. It's up to you whether you're in a good position or not. I can't help Xiaobailong and the others."

Anyang nodded, but did not speak.

He had the intention to continue to persuade Marshal Tianpeng to fight side by side with Bai Long, Sha Seng and others, but he had persuaded too many times these days, so he could only give up.

Marshal Tianpeng pursed his lips and said again: "This Dongsheng Shenzhou should be considered as the most powerful part of the state under the control of the Heavenly Court. You can cultivate here or settle down here, as long as you can escape the palm of the Eternal Devil Palace. Judge, there should be no stronger monsters coming to trouble you."

Anyang frowned, then cupped his hands and said, "But the disciple doesn't want to hide here. Although the disciple's ability is low, he also wants to do his best for Guangli Bodhisattva and Venerable Sha Seng!"

Nonsense, if you stay here, where can you find someone to bring Xiaochan back to life? Do you want to ask for the ancient Buddha who may have directed the chaos in the world? Or the selfish savior of the suffering gods?

Why would he let these people do it for him?

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Field Marshal Tianpeng asked.

Anyang hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid."

"Haha!" Marshal Tianpeng smiled, but his smile was a little dry, "In fact, your combat power is not low, but you are now meddling in the battle between Heavenly Court and Lingshan. If you give you some time, you will achieve success. Limited. But now, you can't use your combat power..."

Marshal Tianpeng squinted and was silent for a moment: "Well, I'll show you a way!"

Anyang's eyes lit up: "Marshal please speak."

"Now Xiao Bailong and Junior Brother Sha are likely to be fighting the Demon Palace in Xiniu Hezhou. You can't convince the great god to decide the world, but you can recruit troops for them." Marshal Tianpeng looked towards the west, "I will give you a list another day. They are all people who have justice in their hearts, hate evil and do not participate in power, you can follow them and persuade one to be the other!"

"Yes, then thank you Marshal!"

"No need to thank you." Marshal Tianpeng's tone was a bit bitter, "Then I will leave, you are free, I will come to you."

"Congratulations to the Marshal."

Anyang didn't raise his head until Marshal Tianpeng left, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know why Marshal Tianpeng refused to participate in the war, but so far, the help he provided from the side was not much less than the direct participation in the war.

At the same time, he also sighed, if Marshal Tianpeng was willing to join the battle directly, the strength of the few people would probably go up several steps directly. This is no exaggeration, because these days he has a side view of Marshal Tianpeng's energy.

He is by no means a pig who was demoted to earth, but the former commander-in-chief of the navy in Heaven, a powerful figure in the Young Zhuang faction.

Not to mention the battle to defeat the Buddha, who once rebelled against Buddhism and turned to fight for the heavenly court, he can still be treated by the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp, and after he puts down his military power, he can still see the great emperor Qinghua of Dongji, and the famous great supernatural person of Lingshan in the heavenly court. They all have more or less friendship, and they can rely on their prestige to shake off the demon king of the devil palace. After eight hundred years, they can still come up with such a list of gods and Buddhas...

Anyang sat on the hillside, lost in thought.

As the night approached, the wind was extremely cold, and it was still dry, as if there were small gravels hidden in it.

It was getting dark soon, and it seemed to be a very common thing to see the sky full of stars in this world, but there was no Milky Way, and there was no plane flying by.

There are galaxies in this world, but I don’t know what kind of civilization there is on those distant planets, I don’t know where the ancestral gods who are rumored to play outside the domain have gone, and I don’t know if the many armies standing in the sky are used to guard against extraterritorial civilizations. use.

Anyang wondered whether the current Bailong, Sha Seng and the third prince of Nezha were fighting bloody battles, and whether they could gain the upper hand when the famous demon kings of the Demon Palace came out.

Marshal Tianpeng can come forward once, but it is impossible to ask the magic palace to temporarily let them go when they are in crisis, right?

The spirit lion demon king on that day should be at the upper-middle level among the demon kings in the magic palace. Bailong was Guangli Bodhisattva, and it was normal to press him to fight. Therefore, the strength of the white dragon should be at least on the same level as the most famous demon king in the magic palace, or even higher, and the sand monk should be almost the same.

It's just that I don't know what happened to the top warrior in the Heavenly Court, the third prince of Nezha.

But the strongest man in the magic palace is not yet the demon king.

There are still many demons, who have been lurking since the heyday of Heaven, or who have recently risen to become world-shattering demons by virtue of their innate talents, or have ties to ancestral gods. !

If Sun Wukong hadn't made troubles in the Tiangong at that time, hadn't been suppressed and hadn't taken the Xixing Road, it would still exist like this now.

Anyang couldn't help but feel deeply worried for Bai Long and others.

But he couldn't do anything, and even his worries were random worries for no reason, because he didn't know the situation on the other side at all, just like he didn't know that in Xiniu Hezhou, the Black Crow Country, the inferior couple he sent out of the city was in a life-and-death crisis ——

It was all because the fat woman wrote a letter to her twin sister in the city before she left, but the sister was jealous that her sister had gotten a windfall and flew away, but she suffered and suffered. What was even more irritating was that the sister even made up a reincarnation of the Buddha to coax her. , I was jealous and angry for a while, and when my mind fainted, I took the government to chase after him.

The government didn't catch up, but the news that the cowardly man from the Luo family got a lot of money and went out of the city spread like wildfire.

Finally, the man and his wife and daughter were caught up.

Those people are usually honest in the city, but at this time they have already gone crazy, and they didn't say anything to them, just slashing with a knife.

Ironically, the man still remembered that Anyang came to remind him that he was the reincarnation of Victory Buddha.

"I am the Buddha Zhuan..."

"Pfft!"

The blood spattered three feet, and the head rolled away.

The woman was so frightened that she screamed, one person rushed with a knife, and was stopped by another person. The two tied the fat woman up, and they didn't know what to do with it.

Just as they were trying to search for the money on the mule cart, one person was surprised to find that the headless body of the man who had rolled to the ground suddenly disappeared with a flash of gold.

And then the bloody head disappeared...

The man was so frightened that the machete fell to the ground in an instant, at a loss.

On the mule cart, someone had already found money, and the amount was far beyond their imagination, causing a burst of exclamations.

Before long, there was another slashing here.

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