Chapter 1135 The Demon Tribe's Plan (First and Second Updates)

Mingtong, the abbess of Shuiyue Temple?

Meng Qi suddenly opened his eyes, and the quiet room became bright again, as if the sunlight outside had finally penetrated the darkness.

He had no connection with Mingtong, so why did she come to see him?

Shuiyue Temple, the lineage of Guanyin Bodhisattva... Could it be that because I just beat her goldfish, she sent someone to tell me something? Meng Qi suddenly felt like he had beaten up a child, and the other party's parents came to his door. Of course, a "naughty child" like the King of Inspiration must not only be beaten, but also beaten to death, and the face of the Bodhisattva is not useful!

He curled his lips and said slowly: "Please let Master Mingtong in."

Mingtong was wearing a gray black robe and waiting outside the Yuxu Palace. Not long after, he saw the strange-looking green gatehouse swaying branches and said arrogantly:

"Master, you are affectionate."

Mingtong's Zen mind was clear and he didn't think it was a big deal. He put his hands together, chanted the name of Bodhisattva in a low voice, took a step, followed Da Qinggen into the gate, walked around the screen wall, passed through the corridor, and arrived at the main hall with the fragrance of lotus for ten miles.

The statue of Yuanshi Tianzun was enshrined in the main hall. There was a door on the left, leading to a quiet room with a copper stove on the table, sandalwood curling, and quietness.

Behind the curling green smoke was a cloud bed, on which sat a Taoist wearing a water-reinforced suit. He had handsome features and looked quite young. Hidden in the "clouds and mist", he added a bit of fairy spirit, making his vicissitudes of life and eyes look soft.

Is this the world-famous Yuxu Palace Master, Yuanhuang Su Meng? Ming Tong felt like he was facing an immortal.

When he became famous, the other party was not yet born, but now one is an immortal and the other is a mortal, which is really sad.

"Meeting Master Su." Ming Tong put his hands together again, his expression was calm, and his eyes were full of compassion.

"Why do you need to be so polite, Master? In terms of seniority, I am still a junior." Meng Qi smiled and greeted, "You have come all the way here, I wonder what's the important matter?"

Ming Tong uttered the title of the Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva in a low voice, and took out a leaf from the mustard seed ring, which looked like a willow, fresh and refreshing, floating with white mist, and hidden with glaze.

"Master Su, please look." She waved her right hand, and the willow leaf naturally disintegrated, turning into pieces of golden light, and merged into a round mirror.

The round mirror glowed with light gold, exquisite and translucent, with ripples flashing, reflecting the area shrouded in darkness. From time to time, lightning flashes can be seen, illuminating the scene. In the depths, there is a golden hoop standing proudly, flowers bloom and fall around, thunder is destroyed and thunder is born, and the universe is always.

"Lingshan..." Meng Qi whispered, extremely confident.

This is Lingshan after the fall of ten thousand Buddhas!

Even if it turned into ashes, he still recognized this place. He entered it twice, with different moods, so many memories entangled, so many fears lingering, and finally swung the most determined and resolute sword!

This is not only Lingshan, but also his own mental journey.

One day, he will go to Lingshan again, not because of the Huangquan bones lost there, but because the demon Buddha is sealed there.

The scene came from far to near, and Meng Qi saw the golden Buddhas on the top of the peak again, shedding two lines of blood and tears. They were majestic and huge, pure and remaining, stained by layers of gray and white air and dark filthy fog, with death and evil at the same time.

In this forest of corpses transformed by the golden body of "Ten Thousand Buddhas", the ground shook violently, and a tall figure in a gray robe walked out. His hair was loose, he had a thick black beard under his chin, his eyes were pale and colorless, and a white bone glass bead was hung on his chest. It was exactly Sha Wujing, the monk!

He actually went to Lingshan? Meng Qi was quite surprised.

After parting at Yuxu Palace, because he had never heard of any actions of Sha Wujing, the legendary great man, he combined the three sentences he passed on and judged that he went to the world of Journey to the West. Now it seems that he guessed right, but only half right. He not only went to Journey to the West, but also stepped into the ruined Lingshan!

Sha Wujing's posture was a little strange, his back was slightly hunched, and every step he took caused the shaking of Lingshan. Meng Qi looked at him and found that he was carrying something, which was wrapped in a strange black fog and difficult to see through.

From the shape and characteristics, Meng Qi suspected that it was a corpse.

Sha Wujing went deep into the dangerous place where ten thousand Buddhas fell together in Lingshan Mountain, just to carry out a corpse?

And the corpse seemed very heavy, pressing a legendary great man to bend his waist and hunch his back, and the broken Lingshan Mountain seemed unable to support it.

Whose remains are these? Meng Qi was shocked, and a glass lamp appeared in his eyes, running the causes of various fruits, but the strange black fog made everything blurred, and he could not see any clues in his current state.

Could it be the remains of the Monkey King?

Or the mysterious Jin Chanzi mentioned by the Golden Emperor, that is, the remains of Tang Monk?

Of course, there are other possibilities that he doesn't know.

Step, step, step, Sha Wujing stepped forward step by step, stepping on Lingshan Mountain to shake, and the sound of Buddha roaring continued.

When he passed the golden hoop from the side, he paused slightly, turned his head and looked, as if in a trance, and two turbid tears unconsciously appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Buddha also has tears, legends have tears, and the heart is round. What if you don't prove transcendence, there will be sad regrets!

Sha Wujing turned around and continued to carry the heavy corpse to the outside of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation. When he passed by the corpse of the white dragon coiled on the ground, he clenched his teeth and used one hand to grab the dragon's horn.

A heavy friction sound was heard, and the corpse of the white dragon was dragged alive. Sha Wujing became more and more exhausted, but he did not give up and wanted to drag the corpse of the white dragon away from this filthy and corrupt place.

With one step and one shake, Sha Wujing carried the corpse and gradually left the top of the mountain. Of the five people who traveled to the West, he was the only one left now. His figure was sparse and he felt indescribable loneliness.

The round lens shattered into pieces, turned into streams of light, and disappeared without a trace. There was no other scene.

Sure enough, it was a powerful or a person with great supernatural powers who came and sent this video... Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, and did not directly guess Guanyin Bodhisattva. After all, the strongest person in Shuiyue Temple is only a half-step Dharmakaya, and it is possible that he was deceived by other powerful people. Of course, judging from the special willow leaf, it is 70% to 80% likely to be the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In this case, the immortal demon god is Samantabhadra Bodhisattva?

But it cannot be ruled out that it was the thought sent by the immortal demon god...

"What is he carrying? Whose body?" Thinking about it, Meng Qi asked straight to the point.

Ming Tong shook his head: "The Bodhisattva did not mention it, but only said that this matter is of great importance, and Master Su should know it."

I hate guessing riddles and playing tricks the most... Meng Qi spat secretly, thinking about how important this matter was, and asked casually: "Does the Bodhisattva have any other words?"

Ming Tong rarely smiled, adding a little color to his calm face: "The Bodhisattva told Master Su to be careful, some forces do not want to see you prove your legend, or become a legend at a fast speed."

"Oh, how do they want to destroy it?" Meng Qi temporarily put aside the matter of Lingshan.

Proving legends is a very "personal" matter, borrowing less external objects, less interference, and the connection is only between "me" and "me", and there is a fragment of the Haotian Mirror in a few external objects, and I have one in my hand, how can others slow down my speed?

If I don't want to see myself prove the legend, it's simple, then come with open and hidden attacks, and kill it all, and I want to slow down the speed of entering the realm of legends, where should I start?

Mingtong maintained his gentle smile just now: "To create a 'virtual other self' and form a connection mark, you have to feel the changes little by little, and adjust little by little. Each adjustment takes a long time to get feedback. It is indeed time-consuming and laborious. But what if there is a projection or legend of the 'other self' of the Demon Buddha Ananda as a reference? The Demon Buddha is you, Master Su, and you, Master Su, are the Demon Buddha. His 'other self' should be very close to your 'virtual other self'. If you can refer to it, it will definitely greatly shorten the time required for the legend road."

"Yes, Master Mingtong, you are right." Meng Qi admitted frankly.

This is his method itself, but he cannot directly absorb the "other self projection" of the Demon Buddha like receiving the "Original Projection", because it is just a brand, not a mark. After all, except for himself, every 'other self' of the Demon Buddha was suppressed with him in the Lingshan Mountain. Even if the seal is loosened, the Demon Lord and Master Yuanmeng who were rearranged are also like this. Is the seal of the Buddha so easy to bypass?

For a big figure on the other side like the Demon Buddha, being able to leave a "other self" in the outside world again is basically equivalent to escaping from trouble.

Ming Tong continued, "The universe is vast, and you, Master Su, probably don't know much about the 'self-projection' of the demon Buddha. Doesn't this greatly slow down your path to becoming a legend?"

"From what you mean, who knows a lot of 'self-projections' of the demon Buddha?" Meng Qi understood immediately, and his expression brightened.

Ming Tong put away his smile, and said solemnly, "The demon Buddha is Ananda. The 'self-projection' of the demon Buddha should have been equal to the 'self-projection' of Ananda plus the 'self-projection' of the Thunder God, but the Overlord lost control and became a legend, so Ananda failed to integrate the Thunder God part."

Meng Qi nodded slightly, and suddenly realized that this kind of cutting out a body and refining it is equivalent to the "self-projection" also splitting, otherwise people would have seen the clues long ago. If Taiyi Tianzun, Medicine King Buddha and Qingdi had no fundamental connection, they would be completely different and independent two great supernatural powers.

At this point, Mingtong changed the subject: "The demon tribe has been hunting down Ananda and practicing Ananda's sword technique for generations. Even when they have the opportunity and ability, they will not let go of the 'Ananda' in other universes, that is, Ananda's 'other self'. They must have accumulated rich information in this regard. Even if the 'other self' has undergone reincarnations and each generation is different, it can still allow you, Master Su, to glimpse the essence and get twice the result with half the effort."

Meng Qi was a little stunned when he heard it. The demon saint was really persistent in his hatred. Ananda, who had been reincarnated for generations, and "Ananda's other self" for generations, were simply child's play compared to this.

But it also verified a saying that the one who knows you best is often your enemy. There is no one more "professional" than the demon tribe in finding "Ananda's other self"...

"I wonder what the demon tribe's attitude is?" Meng Qi asked seriously.

Since Mingtong came to deliver the message, he must know a lot.

As expected, Ming Tong said without thinking: "The demon race is not a unified whole, and there are differences among them. They don't want to see the devil Buddha complete because of your death, nor do they want you to grow up and interfere with their plan to go to Lingshan and rescue the remaining great saints."

"The plan to rescue the remaining great saints?" Meng Qi was shocked.

The golden hoop pierced through Lingshan, and the remaining demon race great saints sealed inside for protection?

These are all real great saints who called the wind and rain in ancient times. If they get out of trouble, they can immediately sweep across the real world and the Conferred God World. The human race will have no opponents. A great master must sacrifice himself and wake up in advance to resist.

This is really a big plan that has been made quietly!

"Can they find the entrance to Lingshan?" Meng Qi asked in a deep voice after the shock.

Ming Tong shook his head: "They can't find it, but Luojiao is contacting them and seeking an alliance. The vacuum hometown embraces all living beings and governs everything."

The Mother of No Life is really ambitious... Meng Qi sighed secretly, and acted just right.

For example, this time Sha Wujing woke up early. Taking advantage of Gu Xiaosang's weakness that must be made up, any overreaction would be easily accepted by others, so as not to ignite the tense atmosphere and situation. After waking up, Sha Wujing's whereabouts were secretive and he went to Lingshan. He did not interfere with the situation in the real world as he expected. In this way, he was within the tolerance limit of other bigwigs, so that they would not sacrifice their own fortune and legend.

When Sha Wujing returns from the Journey to the West, he will definitely establish his authority a little, rectify folk beliefs, expand Luojiao but not provoke Da Zhou and Pure Land Buddha Kingdom. At that time, who would be willing to face the might of the legendary power? Even if he wakes up early, the legendary power is only one tenth of his strength!

As his thoughts turned, Meng Qi said, "I guess the Luo Sect will not tell the demon race the entrance to the Lingshan Mountain so easily."

"Master Su is right. The Luo Sect certainly does not want to see the current good situation ruined because the demon race's real great saint escaped. The two sides are playing a game. Similarly, although the Mother of No Life wants to use you to test other big figures and spy on some secrets, she definitely does not want you to grow into a legendary power quickly. It is best for you to break through when He wakes up and returns completely, so as to prevent accidents." Mingtong analyzed the attitude of the Luo Sect.

Such words really do not seem to come from the mouth of a half-step Dharma body.

Meng Qi nodded slightly. This is similar to what he thought, but how can he guess the thoughts of the big figures on the other side?

He guessed wrong once when he took the Chaos Green Lotus Seed in Yuxu Palace.

As the saying goes, the will of heaven has been difficult to ask since ancient times. What is the will of heaven? The will of the big figures on the other side is the will of heaven!

"Today's matter is over. I will take my leave. I wish Master Su to prove his legend and show his immortality again." Mingtong put his hands together and proclaimed the title of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

She told him some things, analyzed some things, but never made any suggestions from beginning to end.

Meng Qi sat on the cloud bed, quietly watching her leave, and he knew the intentions of Guanyin Bodhisattva or the Buddhist sect.

They didn't want to see themselves being forced by the situation to take the fastest and simplest path of absorbing the "Yuanshi Projection" and become another Yuanshi Tianzun, which might lead to the determination of the "destination" of the end of the catastrophe!

When the truth changes with time, the attitude of the Amitabha lineage of Buddhism towards him has changed several times.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Sitting on the cloud bed for an unknown period of time, Meng Qi analyzed the attitudes of various forces that began to emerge, and had a preliminary plan in mind. First contact the demon clan to test whether he could change their minds. If he could, he would get the accumulation of "Ananda's other self" over the years, and the process of making the "other self mark" that originally took 20 to 30 years or even longer to complete could be shortened to ten years. If at least 30% of the Yuanshi projection used for balance is added, it will be even shorter.

And how to contact the high-level demon clan?

This question was a bit difficult for Meng Qi. Since returning from the Middle Ages, the demon race seemed to have disappeared and made few moves. Neither Peacock Taili nor the descendant of the Demon Saint, Little Fox, appeared again. And those demon kings and demon gods in the Journey to the West, who looked dumb at first glance, were obviously not qualified to hold such secrets.

As his thoughts turned, Meng Qi suddenly had an idea and thought of a place:

The Eye of the East China Sea!

It was not the eye of the sea that led to the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds in the Conferred God World, but the Eye of the East China Sea in the real world. It was unknown where it led to.

According to Senior Su Wuming, when he was chasing Peacock Demon King Taili, he lost his shadow there.

And when he met the Green Emperor while boating on the sea, He also disappeared from there.

Now that he has the strength and realm, he should be able to pass through that eye of the sea, right?

He made a quick decision, but did not set off immediately, but continued to retreat.

A full month later, the shadow of an old monk suddenly appeared beside Meng Qi. He took a step forward and merged into the Dharma body. It was Master Yuanmeng's "Seal of Him and Me"!

Meng Qi then opened his eyes and walked towards the East China Sea leisurely, his temperament becoming more ethereal.

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The whirlpool of the sea eye was surging, the color was dark, and the bottom could not be seen. I didn't know where it led to. The unknown and the mysterious were the most terrifying.

Meng Qi pushed the fan cloud crown, and the Supreme Wuji Yuanshi Qingyun appeared. He was shrouded in dim light and stepped down slowly.

Splash!

The water flow was heavy, crushing everything and tearing everything apart, but Meng Qi, who passed through the black hole, seemed to be strolling in the garden, going deeper and deeper, picking up the "steps" and gradually disappearing. After all, no one knew whether there were enemies or ambushes on the opposite side.

After an unknown period of time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw the surroundings rolling with mist and chaos. The light came from an ancient and obscure palace with a plaque written in demon script.

Meng Qi, who had hidden his figure, carefully identified and read out the words one by one:

"Demon, Emperor, Palace..."

"Demon Emperor Palace!"

He was startled, and many thoughts popped up in his mind:

The Demon Emperor Palace guarded by the monsters in Xiaoqian Cave of Yuxu Mountain in the Conferred God World?

The Demon Emperor Palace mentioned by the chatterbox Chui Yizi?

No wonder Peacock Taili disappeared in the East China Sea Eye!

But what was the Green Emperor doing here?

In doubt, Meng Qi became more cautious and carefully left a spring in front of the palace, worried that this was a stronghold of the demon clan, guarded by a sleeping demon sage like Yuan Hong.

He looked around for a while, and a strange thing happened. The Demon Emperor Palace seemed to have only one side, and it was always the one facing him. He could only see the main gate and the plaque.

"It's really a bit magical..." Meng Qi found that there seemed to be no enemies around, and observed more carefully.

At this moment, the door that had been sealed for a long time creaked, and then banged open, and a ball rolled out.

"Didn't I just count one step wrong? Is it necessary to throw it out directly?" The ball bounced up suddenly, cursing.

It was as big as a buffalo, round and covered with black feathers. It flapped two wings several feet long behind it, blowing gusts of wind. It seemed to be a bird.

But this bird was very ugly, with a beakless mouth, like a fish.

Meng Qi was happy when he saw it. Isn't this the chatterbox Chui Yizi that he knew when he was in Shaolin Temple?

He finally escaped successfully and came to the Demon King Palace that he had been talking about all the time?

Who was he talking to?

Chui Yizi opened his mouth and could talk from dawn to dusk. Meng Qi listened for a long time and finally figured out that he was not talking to anyone, but was angry about the forbidden method of the Demon King Palace and threw it out.

With a thought in his mind, Meng Qi showed up and walked to Chui Yizi's side.

"I am a descendant of Kunpeng, the only Kunpeng left in the world. I am not a cat or a dog. How can I treat you like this?" Chui Yizi was very angry.

"Yes, it shouldn't be treated like this." A low voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Look, there are people who agree, uh..." Chui Yizi was suddenly stunned, turned his head to look at the side, and saw a familiar but obviously much more mature face.

"You, you, you, how did you find this place?" He recognized Meng Qi, jumped eight feet high, and was so scared that he stuttered.

Meng Qi smiled slightly and said: "Guess."

Sweat, the first thousand words have also been overturned and rewritten, two updates together, and the third update will be at 12:30 am~