Huashan, Baolian Lantern rumored that the Three Holy Mothers were suppressed, and the place where the agarwood split the mountain to save her mother.

I don’t know if there are agarwood and the Three Holy Mothers in this world, but there are Mount Hua, and to a large extent it is similar to Mount Hua in the real world. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or a system.

The western peak of Huashan Mountain, the ridge is like a dagger and the back of the knife spans the earth, and the peak is like a hanging hilt of a knife. There is a temple built on it, and there is no one there.

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 sword-like ridge itself was a hard rock. There was only a flat road carved by a stonemason with a chisel. There was no guardrail and it was a thousand meters long. Walking on it was like playing extreme sports. If your feet slipped slightly, you would fall into the abyss.

Anyang is naturally not afraid of falling down. He walked very smoothly, as if he was walking on land, stepping onto the ridge step by step towards the temple.

It was dusk at this time, with clouds under your feet, the blue sky above your head, the sky was dyed golden by the sunset, and the clouds under your feet were also colorful. In such a scene, a person walked on the steep and straight peaks, full of artistic conception of wanting to ascend to heaven.

The mountain in front is illuminated golden, but at this time, the place is far less calm than it looks. On the contrary, the wind on the mountain is very strong, making the pine forests behind it rinse, and people also feel like they are about to be blown off the cliff.

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

From a distance, one person walks on the golden ridge, with flowers, grass, trees and trees. Even the temple on the top of the West Peak, illuminated by the golden light, all constitute a beautiful scene.

It’s a pity that the parties involved have no intention of watching.

With a creak, Anyang pushed open the temple gate.

The aroma of rice porridge came from inside. Zhu Mingkang lived alone and cooked some porridge to drink when he was not around. Fortunately, he was used to marching and fighting, and was not picky about food. He could eat anything that was so hot that he could fill his stomach!

"How is it? The immortal." Zhu Mingkang asked him in a deep voice, holding a white porcelain bowl burned by modern Jingdezhen.

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

In fact, after coming to this world for so long, he has a good understanding of the power system and history here. He can vaguely feel that if he can speak of the battle to defeat the Buddha, the battle against the Immortal Demon Palace will probably end soon and end with a successful result!

Unfortunately, the three people found in Peeping the Heavenly Pan based on the outfit before the Dou Zhan Sheng Buddha became a Buddha were completely three mortals, just like the rough man in front of him who was holding a bowl of porridge.

Zhu Mingkang is tall and mighty, and he also has the aura of being a result of killing. He is powerful without anger and can easily scare ordinary people. But what he can do in the face of the Eternal Demon Palace is afraid that the most inconspicuous demon general can crush him to death with one finger.

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

"Oh? What news?"

"They were fine after the battle that day."

"That's good. If there were no more Bodhisattvas, those damn miscellaneous parts would be cleaned up!" Zhu Mingkang already had some understanding of the Demon Palace of Eternal Life.

These days he has been walking with Anyang, and Anyang would tell him something from time to time. On the one hand, Anyang wanted to trace the tiny possibility so that his Buddha nature could be revived. On the other hand, he was really bored these days. After finally getting a person who could speak, he also fell into his heart.

But at this moment, only a sound could be heard in Anyang

"Is this the person you found?"

"who?"

Anyang immediately turned around and saw a white dragon wearing a robe with a white background and blue pattern standing in the main hall of the temple, looking at the three statues of the Three Qings on the main seat.

Anyang was a little surprised that he had no idea and took it for granted, but he quickly reacted and clasped his hands together and said, "Bodhisattva, you are finally here."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned for a moment, and then clasped his hands together as Anyang, and said somewhat restrainedly: "Namo Amitabha."

"Namo Amitabha." Bailong withdrew his gaze from the statue of the Three Pure Land, and folded his hands together to bid for them, without any lofty posture. And this was the first time he recited the Buddha's name in front of Anyang to give Buddha's rituals. "A few days ago, after fighting with the demon king of the Eternal Life Demon Palace in Xiniu Hezhou, he had some things to be busy, and after a while, he was delayed to this day."

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

"Senior Brother Sha will be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed, and he couldn't even see what the light was. A huge figure wearing dark blue clothes appeared in the main hall of the temple.

It’s Sha Monk!

Sha Seng closed his silent hands and nodded at him, then looked at Zhu Mingkang next to Anyang.

Anyang was about to speak, but suddenly he seemed to sense something and turned around suddenly.

I saw a brightly dressed figure sitting on the beam behind him. He looked like he was about a teenager, with a pretty face, but expressionless face, wounded, wearing an extremely delicate armor, a red silk wrapped around his arms, and playing with a sharp cone stick like chopsticks in one hand.

He looked at Anyang coldly, and when he saw Anyang looking over, he just grinned and said, "I feel quite keen."

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

Zhu Mingkang beside him was stunned for a moment, and actually recognized the identity of this person. His face turned red due to excitement or excitement, and bowed, "See... I've seen the immortal!"

The third prince of Nezha looked at Zhu Mingkang from above, tilted his head slightly and showed a puzzled expression, saying, "Since you are here, then you are the reincarnation of Sun Wukong?"

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

Anyang paused for a moment before saying, "I found three people based on Fengling Zijinguan. He was one of them. I found him in Beijuluzhou. One of the other two was an old monk who practiced in the deep mountains, and the other was a mortal with a dirty heart in the world. I only brought him back to see you. If it could do it, I could go to find the other two at any time."

Bai Long nodded, looked at Zhu Mingkang in confusion, and then said in an instant: "Since you brought him back, it's not that simple to come here. Let's talk about the specific situation."

"Yes." An Yang paused, looked at Zhu Mingkang again, and said, "I am bluntly speaking, these three people are really nothing special except being able to be found by the Sky Pian..."

He briefly explained the situation of the three.

Bailong frowned, looked at Sha Seng with each other, then clasped his hands at Zhu Mingkang: "I offended."

Zhu Mingkang was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he saw Bai Long reaching out his hand and gently put it on his head.

He looked puzzled, but he didn't resist.

Anyang also watched from the side. This scene was as plain as if pretending to be a ghost, without any light bursting out. Zhu Mingkang did not show any painful expression or simply fainted. The only extraordinary thing was that Bailong's brows became tighter and tighter, as if he had encountered some problem.

Soon, he took his hand back, sighed, and said to Sha Seng and Nezha: "Senior Brother Sha, the third prince, you can also take a look."

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

After that, 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." Sha Seng's voice was as heavy as a bell and drum, "It seems that the victorious Buddha is really incomparable to the time!"

Bailong felt something and nodded.

Anyang asked again: "Then is there nothing we can do?"

"There is a solution, but it's probably not something we can do." The third prince of Nezha was spoken. He was wearing exquisite and gorgeous armor, and his condensed fire-tip gun was also put away. "Those who can really awaken the monkey will probably not help us! In my opinion, it's better to rely on ourselves than to rely on the heaven and earth. If the monkey wants to help us, he wouldn't do this."

"Oh, the third prince's words are reasonable."

"That's the only thing that happened now."

As the three of them said, suddenly a white light came from a distance, stopped steadily above the temple, and then a tall figure walked out of it.

"The third prince, two junior brothers." The person who came was Marshal Tianpeng, but he was wearing a common clothes.

"Master Tianpeng!" Nezha frowned.

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

Marshal Tianpeng glanced at Nezha, then glanced at Zhu Mingkang next to Anyang, and waved his hand and Zhu Mingkang fainted.

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

A surprising word!!

Anyang looked at Zhu Mingkang beside him in surprise, feeling a little disbelief: "Then... is this an incarnation?"

"It should be so." Marshal Tianpeng nodded, "But thanks to you going to Xiniu Hezhou. If it weren't for this, I probably wouldn't have seen that monkey. No, now I should be called to fight over Buddha."

"How is that?"

"He is not Hinayana Buddhism, nor Mahayana Buddhism, and he has never even practiced Buddha. His Buddha is a self-Buddha, without kindness and compassion, he practices a half-hearted heart without thoughts, nor does he have the thoughts of ordinary sentient beings in Mahayana Buddhism." Marshal Tianpeng said, "So he released three incarnations and practiced for him."

"Practice for him?" Nezha asked.

Anyang thought, "He has never experienced anything in the past, and he must use his incarnation to experience it again. Only in this way can he become a true Buddha!"

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

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

Marshal Tianpeng answered for him: "He is an incomplete Buddha. He has the Buddha's boundless magic power and lives with the heaven and earth, but does not have the Buddha's perfect state of mind. In the long run, although he can be worshipped in the name of the strongest fighting and defeating Buddha, he is himself who suffers."

Anyang thought about it again and then asked, "So this Buddha who only cares about himself, and now he can only care about his own Buddha will not help us?"
Chapter completed!