Chapter 2284 Coffin Shop Owner

"But in this battle at Yunji Temple, why did you take action in advance?"

The woman said in confusion.

Deng Deng Buddha smiled and said: "It's just a trial, and I never really ended up."

"Testing what?"

"When Demon Ancestor Luohu returned from the Lightning Demon Cave alive, I noticed something fishy."

Ran Deng Buddha said, "As far as I know, he was trapped on the ninth floor of the Huandao Blood Cave and was destined to die. But the strange thing is that he actually came out alive."

After a pause, he said: "To tell you the truth, we are in the same camp after all. I have tried to think of ways to help him, at least to save his life."

"And I did. It was also at that time that I discovered that there was a time-space forbidden area hidden on the ninth floor of the Transformation Path Blood Cave. The person guarding that time-space forbidden area was an extremely dangerous guy."

"That man claimed to be a great emperor from the 'Era of Five Emperors', and his Taoist name was Tianji."

Ran Deng Buddha frowned, "As expected, he is a guy who has already touched the threshold of the river of destiny."

"And Demon Ancestor Luohu was captured alive by this person."

"That's why I didn't act rashly."

"But now, the Demon Ancestor Luohu who fell into prey has returned alive, which is naturally very abnormal."

After a pause, Ran Deng Buddha said: "If that's all, it doesn't make me suspicious of Su Yi. The key is that Feng Wuji, the descendant of Luohu Demon Ancestor, has some interactions with Su Yi!"

"And I suspect that it was Feng Wuji who asked Su Yi to rescue the Demon Ancestor Luohu from the Great Emperor of the Five Emperors Era."

Hearing this, the woman finally understood, "So, you asked Yunji Temple to take action in advance just to test your own inference?"

"good."

Ran Deng Buddha said, "It turns out that there is indeed something wrong with Demon Ancestor Rahu."

The woman sighed: "Is it worth risking the lives of everyone in Yunji Temple to ask for directions?"

Ran Deng Buddha said: "You also said that this is asking for directions and arranging a game of chess. I don't care about the gains and losses of each game."

"It's done, a great achievement."

"If you lose, you just lose some chess pieces."

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary little thing.

The woman was silent for a moment and said: "In terms of layout and strategy, my incompetent heir tailor is somewhat similar to you."

The lamp-burning Buddha was startled.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether the woman was sarcastic or an unintentional emotion.

After a moment, he said: "I have heard you talk about that tailor many times before, and you were full of praise for his intelligence."

"But I also reminded you at that time that conspiracy and power are ultimately just a small way. Being immersed in the art of strategy will only lead you to look forward and backward, be timid, go astray, and gradually lose your courageous and courageous desire to kill."

Ran Deng Buddha said, "Whether it is a great world war or a great road war, in the end, what is often fought for is true strength rather than some conspiracy."

"This is the difference between Tao and art."

"The great road is in my hand, and all the arts are at my disposal."

"If we don't have the Dao in hand, all strategies and conspiracies will be nothing more than tricks that don't work on the stage."

During the conversation, he did not shy away from revealing his disdain for the tailor.

"Don't talk about that."

The woman shook her head, "In my eyes, he is a truly peerless hero. In order to work for me, he sacrificed too much on the road. In the final analysis...it is me, the master, who can't stand him."

Ran Deng Buddha glanced at the woman and said nothing.

"The end of the battle at Yunji Temple has proven that you have lost. Anyone with a discerning eye can see this."

The woman changed the subject, "After all, the whole world knows that behind Yunji Temple, it is your Xitian Lingshan."

"You may not care about such a huge blood loss, but if you don't take action to fight back, how will the world view you, Xitian Lingshan?"

Lantern Buddha smiled and said: "There is no need for me to fight back, someone will find him."

When he said this, the light-burning Buddha, who had always looked calm, not only smiled, but also had a look of expectation on his eyebrows.

This surprised the woman, "Who?"

Ran Deng Buddha's eyes were meaningful and he said: "Whoever wants the Heavenly Hatred Sword most in this world will grab it."

The woman was startled, then suddenly realized, "Is it him?"

Ran Deng Buddha said: "In the world of God's Realm, he is the only one who has the courage to be fearless in everything!"

The woman seemed to be stunned, her eyes were subtle, "Is this another tactic that you have prepared for a long time?"

Ran Deng Buddha said: "This is the real killing with a borrowed knife."

The woman said: "This knife can kill people, and it can also hurt yourself. Aren't you worried that if he really succeeds, he will take the Tao Fruit on Su Yi's body as his own?"

Ran Deng Buddha said calmly: "If he can really seize the Dao Fruit from Su Yi, I will definitely win this round."

The woman immediately realized that the Deng Deng Buddha had already planned and prepared, and was not worried about Su Yi's Dao Fruit being possessed!

"Fellow Taoist, it's time for you to leave. This Xitianling Mountain is not a place for you to stay for a long time."

Ran Deng Buddha reminded.

The woman stood up from the lotus pond and said, "Before I leave, I have a question to ask."

The Ran Deng Buddha seemed to have read through the woman's mind and said, "If it has something to do with the present Buddha or the future Buddha, there is no need to ask any more."

The woman frowned.

Immediately, she said: "Can't you say?"

"Buddha said, don't say it."

The lamp-burning Buddha responded calmly.

The woman chuckled softly and said: "Forget it, I won't ask any more questions about these things. I just hope that I won't become a chess piece in your hands in the future."

Ran Deng Buddha said: "Everyone in the world knows this. I will never let down the trust of my colleagues."

The woman thought for a moment and said nothing more. Her figure quietly turned into a shadow and disappeared out of thin air.

"Darkness is like illusion, silence is like emptiness. It is born from the darkness and attains the Tao in the emptiness of silence. This avenue is truly remarkable. It is indeed a supreme avenue that points directly to the long river of destiny!"

The lamp-burning Buddha whispered, filled with emotion.

The woman's Taoist name is "An Ji".

A Taoist name is enough to express how mysterious and magical that woman's Taoism is.

…

Xuanyingjie.

One of the thirty-three realms of the Divine Realm, surrounding the Lingxiao Divine Continent.

This is a desolate world with almost exhausted spiritual energy. It ranks last among the thirty-three realms and is called the "Abandoned Avenue" realm.

Most of the creatures living in this world are ordinary people at the lowest level.

There are also practitioners, but most of them are not in the mainstream.

Even the evil heretics shook their heads when they heard about Xuanying Realm and were unwilling to come.

In the eyes of a true monk, Xuanying Realm is no different from a smelly mud pit.

The sky is bright and bright.

In a small border town, the wind and sand filled the air, and dilapidated buildings of different heights were scattered in different places like discarded chess pieces.

There had just been a heavy rain yesterday, and the ground was muddy and full of potholes.

This is a sparsely populated small town.

The city is full of ordinary people living at the bottom.

In the eyes of the people in the city, any character with a little bit of cultivation is no different from the gods in fairy tales.

A rush of horse hooves sounded outside the city.

"Oops! Thirteen Yanyun thieves are here!"

Soon, frightened screams spread throughout the city, and there were figures hiding everywhere.

Children's cries, women's screams, and men's curses followed one after another.

"Don't be afraid! We only rob money, not kill people! Take out all the valuables and you can survive!"

A group of thieves riding tall horses majestically entered the city, and like a hurricane, began to loot the people in the city.

Almost no one dared to resist.

In front of a dilapidated coffin shop in the city, a one-armed man was sitting in front of a coffin and basking in the sun.

He had a scruffy beard, long hair, and shabby clothes, leaving only one right arm.

He has thick bones and an extremely tall body. Even sitting there, he is almost as tall as an ordinary person, giving people a great sense of oppression.

When the group of thieves came to kill him, the one-armed man lowered his head, sat there honestly, and said: "My shop only has coffins. If you like any coffin, you can take it away."

"Pooh!"

One of the thieves spat viciously and cursed, "Stop talking nonsense and take out the money! Otherwise I'll chop off your head!"

"Forget it, this guy is slovenly. He is guarding a coffin shop. If you see him, he will be unlucky. If you try to steal his dirty money, you will be plagued by bad luck!"

The thief's accomplices gave some advice, and soon they hurried away on horseback.

The one-armed man sighed sadly, "This world is getting worse and worse."

Just as he said this, a voice suddenly came from an old black coffin in the coffin shop:

"The Heavenly Hate Sword appears!"

The one-armed man was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. He stood up suddenly, reached out and grabbed the old black coffin, and carried it on his back.

Then, he strode towards the outside.

boom!

At this moment, people in the city were shocked to find that the figure of the down-and-out coffin shop owner was rising higher with every step he took.

And in the sky, the fierce skylight was suddenly covered by a thick thundercloud.

An indescribable aura of destruction enveloped the sky over this small border town.

Looking at the owner of the coffin shop, he seemed to have transformed into a fierce god about 10 feet tall, carrying a black coffin on his back, and there was an unconcealable murderous aura permeating his body.

The group of thieves were preparing to leave on horseback. When they saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded and horrified.

What the hell?

Suddenly.

The owner of the coffin shop stamped his feet, clasped his fists and cupped his hands in shame, and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I just lied. In fact, I'm not only rich, but also powerful. But I just lied to you. Please forgive me."

The thieves trembled all over, panicked and at a loss what to do.

"We...we forgive you, you...just leave!"

One of the thieves stammered.

The owner of the coffin shop said with a smile as if he was relieved: "Thank you very much. In this way, I will kill you, and I don't have to feel guilty anymore."

Without seeing him move, the heads of the group of thieves were thrown away one by one.

It was like being neatly cut off by a knife at the same time, and the neck fracture was smooth and neat.

Immediately, all these thieves fell into a pool of blood.

This bloody scene caused a sensation throughout the city.

From that day on, the owner of the coffin shop, who could be described as honest and honest in people's minds, disappeared.

Before leaving, he was carrying a black coffin.