Chapter 864

Huashan, the place where the three Notre dames are suppressed in the legend of Baolian lamp, the place where Chenxiang splits the mountain to save her mother.

I don't know if there are Chenxiang and the three Notre Dame in this world, but there are Huashan, which is similar to Huashan in the real world to a large extent. I don't know whether it's coincidence or system.

The West peak of Huashan Mountain is like the back of a dagger across the earth. The peak is like the handle of a dagger. There is a temple built on it. There is no one left.

Zhu Mingkang was placed here.

Anyang is covered with blood and comes back from outside.

He went to the temple from one end of the peak ridge. The back like peak ridge itself was hard rock. There was only a flat road carved by a mason with a chisel on it. There was no guardrail and it was thousands of kilometers long. Walking on it was like playing extreme sports. If you slip your foot a little, you will fall into the abyss.

Anyang is not afraid of falling. He walked steadily, like walking on the land, step by step on the ridge to the temple.

It's dusk. The clouds are all under your feet. The sky is full of blue. The sky is golden by the setting sun. The clouds under your feet are also colorful. A person in such a scene down in the steep straight peak ridge, full of mood is to ascend to the sky.

The mountain in front of us is golden, and it's far less peaceful than it looks. On the contrary, the wind on the mountain is very strong, which makes the pine forest in the rear rattle. People also feel like they are going to fall off the cliff.

Anyang's face is calm, his hair is lifted by the wind, but his steps are steady and calm, and he gradually reaches the center of the peak ridge.

From the perspective, a person walking on the golden ridge, a flower, a grass, a tree and a wood, even the temple on the top of Xifeng, which is illuminated by the golden light, all constitute a magnificent scene.

Unfortunately, the parties did not want to watch.

With a squeak, Anyang opened the temple gate.

There was a smell of rice porridge. Zhu Mingkang lived alone and cooked some porridge when he was away. Fortunately, he's used to marching and fighting, and he's not picky about food. He can devour anything that's hot enough to fill his stomach!

"How is it? Go to heaven. " Zhu Mingkang asked him in a deep voice with a white porcelain bowl made in Jingdezhen.

Looking at the heavy riding general, Anyang looks a little trance, then shakes his head.

In fact, he has been in the world for so long, and has known the power system and the history. He can feel that if he can talk about fighting against Buddha, the fight against the immortal devil palace will probably end soon, and it will end with a successful result!

Unfortunately, the three people that peeping Tianpan found before he defeated Buddha and became a Buddha were just three mortals, just like the rude man with a bowl of porridge in front of him.

Zhu Mingkang is tall and powerful. He also has the violence of killing. He can scare ordinary people easily without anger. But what can he do in the face of the immortal devil's palace? I'm afraid that the most humble demon will be able to 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 arhat and Bodhisattva Guangli this time, I have learned about them."

"Oh? What's the news? "

"They had nothing to do with the first world war that day."

"That's good. If there aren't several Bodhisattvas, I don't know when those damned odds and ends will be cleaned up!" Zhu Mingkang already knows something about the immortal magic palace.

He has been walking with Anyang these days, and Anyang will talk to him from time to time. On the one hand, Anyang wants to trace that tiny possibility and let his Buddha nature recover. On the other hand, it's really boring these days. It's not easy to catch someone who can talk. He's also falling in love with the situation.

But at this time, Anyang heard only one voice -

"this is the person you found?"

"Who?"

Anyang immediately turned around and saw a white dragon in a green robe on a white background standing in the main hall of the temple, looking at three statues of Sanqing on the throne.

Anyang was surprised that he didn't realize it and took it for granted, but he quickly reacted and said, "Bodhisattva, you are here at last."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned. Like Anyang, he put his hands together. He said with some restraint, "there is no amitabha in the south."

"There is no amitabha in the south." White dragon took back his eyes from the statue of Sanqing, and he also saluted them with his hands folded ten times, without any lofty posture. And this is the first time he recited the Buddha's name in front of Anyang to give the Buddha's gift. "A few days ago, after the battle with the demon king of the immortality demon palace in xiniuhezhou, there were some things to be busy, and they were delayed until now."

"I see. What about monk Sha?"

"Elder martial brother Sha will soon It has arrived. "

As soon as the voice fell, there was a flash of light, or even the shape of the light. A huge figure in dark blue clothes appeared in the main hall of the temple.

It's monk Sha!

Shaseng nodded to him with his silent hands folded, then looked at Zhu Mingkang beside Anyang.

Anyang is about to talk, but suddenly seems to feel something and turns around.I saw a brightly dressed figure sitting on the beam behind him. He looked like he was in his teens. He had a pretty face, but he had no expression. He was injured. He was wearing a pair of extremely delicate armor. His arm was wrapped in a red damask, and he was playing with a chopstick like pointed stick in one hand.

He looked at Anyang coldly. Seeing Anyang, he just grinned and said, "I feel very sharp."

Anyang said busily, "I have seen your Highness the three princes."

Zhu Mingkang around was stunned. He even recognized the identity of this man. His face was flushed with excitement or excitement. He also bowed his hand and said: "see See the immortal! "

The Third Prince of Nezha looked at Zhu Mingkang from the top, slightly bent his head to show his puzzled expression, and said, "since you appear here, you are the reincarnation of monkey king?"

Said, he jumped from the beam, still looking at Zhu Mingkang with a look of examination, frowning.

Anyang pauses and says, "peeping Tianpan found three people according to the purple and gold crown of Fengling. He is one of them. I found him in beiduluzhou. One of the other two is an old monk who practices in the deep mountains. The other is a mortal who lives in the world of mortals. I will only bring him back to see you. If I can, I can go to the other two at any time. "

White Dragon nodded, looked at Zhu Mingkang in doubt, and said in an instant: "since you brought him back, it's not so easy to come here. Let's talk about the specific situation."

"Yes." Anyang paused, looked at Zhu Mingkang again, and said, "forgive me, these three people can be found by peeping into the sky, but there is nothing special..."

He gave a brief account of the three.

White dragon frowned and looked at monk Sha. Then he folded his hands to Zhu Mingkang and said, "I'm offended."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned. Before he knew it, he saw Bai Long reach out his hand and put it gently on his head.

He looked puzzled, but he didn't resist.

Anyang is also watching. This scene is as plain as playing tricks, without any flash of light. Zhu Mingkang doesn't show a painful expression or faints at all. The only extraordinary thing is that Bailong's brow is more and more wrinkled and tighter, as if he has encountered some problems.

Soon, he took back his hand, sighed, and said to monk Sha and Nezha, "elder martial brother Sha, the third prince, come and have a look."

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

After that, Anyang asked in a dignified way: "how is it? Some honorable ones. "

"I can feel the extraordinary in his soul, but I don't know where it is. It seems that he should never be human, and it seems that he should have been human. " Monk Sha's voice was heavy like a bell and drum, "it seems that the Buddha who won the battle could not be compared with the original one!"

White dragon also deeply felt, nodded.

Anyang asked again, "is there no way?"

"There's a way. It's just that we can't do it." It was the third prince Nezha who spoke. His armour was exquisite and gorgeous. His concentrated spear was put away. "I don't think it will help us to wake up that monkey! In my opinion, it's better to rely on ourselves than on heaven and earth. If the monkey wants to help us, it won't do so. "

"Well, the three princes have a point."

"That's the only way it's been done."

The three said, suddenly a white light came from afar, stopped steadily above the temple, and then walked out of a tall figure.

"Three princes, two younger martial brothers." The visitor was Marshal Tianpeng, but he was very ordinary in cloth.

"Marshal Tianpeng!" Nezha frowned.

"Senior brother." White dragon and monk Sha share the same voice.

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

"I've seen the monkey." He said.

One word is amazing!!

Anyang is surprised to see Zhu Mingkang beside him. He can't believe it: "well Is it an avatar? "

"It should be." Marshal Tianpeng nodded, "but thanks to your visit to Xiniu Hezhou, if not, I will not see the monkey. No, it's time for him to fight against the Buddha. "

"How is that?"

"He is not Mahayana or Mahayana, and he has not even practiced Buddhism. His Buddha is self Buddha, without kindness and compassion, with a half suspended mind, and without the idea of ordinary people in Mahayana Buddhism." So he sent out three avatars to practice for him

"To practice for him?" Nezha asked.

Anyang was thinking: "what the great sage of Qitian didn't experience in the past, he had to experience it again with his avatar, so that he could become a real Buddha!"

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

"Here..." Anyang can't answer.

Marshal Tianpeng answered for him: "he is an incomplete Buddha. He has boundless magic power of Buddha, and lives with the heaven and the earth, but has no Buddha's complete state of mind. In the long run, although he can be worshipped in the name of the strongest fight against Buddha, it is he who suffers. "Anyang thought about it again, and then asked, "so won't this Buddha who only cares about himself and himself now help us?"

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