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Chapter 869: The Disappearing Corpse

The moment he left the Changle World of Dongfang Qinghua, Marshal Tianpeng's body was wiped out by the smell of the immortal wine. He turned to look at Anyang and smiled and said, "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 nodded: "A little."

He had no choice but to fight against the Battle of the Buddha before, and was speechless by the Buddha Landeng, and did not frustrate him. However, facing the Emperor Qinghua of Dongji who did not say anything to you at all, the legendary Taiyi Saved Heavenly Lord who came to save the suffering and the suffering, he felt deeply frustrated.

It feels like a scholar meets a soldier and is indecisive.

"Hahaha!"

Marshal Tianpeng smiled and immediately said, "In fact, there is a lot of vitality left in the Heavenly Court. After all, it has a foundation of billions of years. In your words, Buddhism is just a mere reactionary!"

"Like the Emperor of Dongji Qinghua, Zhongtian Ziwei Beiji Taihuang, Nanji Changsheng, including the Supreme Jade Emperor, several emperors of the Five Elders, and some ancient immortals and gods are still there! Do you know why the Heavenly Court confronted Lingshan for seven hundred years? Eight hundred years ago, the power of the Buddhist sect headed by the Fighting and Warring Buddha was even blown up by the Lingxiao Palace?"

Anyang was first amazed that there were so many great gods left in the Heavenly Court, and then he was amazed that the Fighting War Buddha actually led the power of the Buddhist sect to lift the Lingxiao Palace. He also forgot his wish. When he was making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he wanted to lift the 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 make much guesses and said honestly: "Disciple doesn't know."

Sure enough, Marshal Tianpeng said: "Because Lingshan only fights with the Heavenly Court, and in addition to fighting with Lingshan, the Heavenly Court also fights by itself. This was the case eight hundred years ago. The Fighting and Victory Buddha broke the face of the Heavenly Court, and they finally realized that the three Heavenly Lords worked together to suppress the monkey."

As he said that, Marshal Tianpeng sighed again: "If it weren't for this, I should still be fighting for the Heavenly Court!"

An Yang frowned: "Are you still fighting in the internal battle?"

"Ha! The Heavenly Lord is immortal and the Emperor is immortal. As long as there is one of the ancient immortals and gods, the internal struggle of the authority of this Heavenly Court will never end! In my opinion, if the confrontation lasts for a few hundred years, the Heavenly Court will eventually be replaced by Buddhism. I don't know whether the Pure Land mentioned by Buddhism is true Pure Land."

Anyang then understood and became silent.

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

In the real world, Taoism, as a local religion, was once so prosperous, and was repeatedly designated as the state religion, but hasn't it gradually declined? It is far from being said to have disappeared, but it is a bit shabby compared to the popular localized Buddhism.

Taoism may not decline in this world, but the Heavenly Court may be the case. Those ancestor gods came to an whim and replaced the Heavenly Court with a Lingshan Mountain.

Anyang also realized that it was probably impossible to ask the great god of the Heavenly Court to take action. In this environment, even if he had the supreme ability and could allow the entire Heavenly Court to send troops to flatten the Demon Palace, it would be impossible for a certain Heavenly Emperor to come forward alone.

Everyone is focused on their own interests, and no one is willing to consume their strength alone.

At this time, he heard Marshal Tianpeng say sarcastically: "The barefoot immortal has great magical powers. He fell four hundred years ago, but he is still discussing the resurrection of him, haha!"

Anyang did not answer the conversation.

The white clouds flew thousands of miles in an instant and soon flew to Dongsheng Shenzhou.

On a small devastated hillside, the two stopped to disperse the white clouds and looked at the barren land in the distance due to drought. Traces of the desert can even be seen in the distance.

Marshal Tianpeng withdrew his gaze and said, "I have finished my business. Whether you have the right to be a sensible person is your business, and I can't help Xiaobailong and the others."

Anyang nodded, but said nothing.

He was determined to continue to persuade Marshal Tianpeng to fight side by side with Bailong, Sha Seng and others, but he had persuaded him too many times these days, so he had to give up.

Marshal Tianpeng pursed his lips and said, "This Dongsheng Shenzhou should be the most controlled by the Heavenly Court. Whether you are cultivating here or settled, as long as you can escape the command of the Immortal Demon Palace, there should be no stronger demons coming to cause trouble for you."

An Yang frowned and bowed, "But I don't want to hide here. Although my disciples have low abilities, they also want to do their part for Bodhisattva Guangli and Venerable Sha Seng!"

Nonsense, if you stay here, where can I find someone to revive Xiaochan? Should I ask for the ancient Buddha of the Buddhist Lanting who may have directed the chaos in the world? Or the selfish rescue of the Heavenly Lord of the Desolation?

Why did he let these people take action for him?

"Are you not afraid of death?" asked Marshal Tianpeng.

Anyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't be afraid."

"Haha!" Marshal Tianpeng smiled, but his smile was a little dry. "Actually, your combat power cannot be considered low. It's just that you are involved in the dispute between Heaven and Lingshan. If you give you some time, your achievements must be limited. But now, you can't use your combat power..."

Marshal Tianpeng narrowed his eyes and was silent for a moment: "Well, I will show you a way!"

Anyang's eyes lit up: "Marson, please say."

"Now Xiao Bailong and Junior Brother Sha and others are likely to go to war with the Demon Palace in Xiniu Hezhou. You cannot convince the great god to decide the world, but you can recruit soldiers for them." Marshal Tianpeng looked to the West from afar, "I will give you a list of people who are righteous, hate evil and do not participate in power. You can follow the search and convince one of them!"

"Yes, then thank you Marshal!"

"No need to thank you." Marshal Tianpeng's tone was a little bitter, "Then I will leave. You can do whatever you want, I will come to you."

"Give me a visit to the marshal."

Anyang did not 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 indirectly is no less than that in direct participation in the war.

At the same time, he also sighed that if Marshal Tianpeng was willing to join the battle directly, the power of several people would probably have reached several levels. This is no exaggeration, because he has already had a skewed understanding of Marshal Tianpeng's energy these days.

He was by no means a pig who was demoted to the earth, but a powerful figure in the former commander-in-chief of the Navy in Heaven and a powerful figure in the young and powerful faction.

Not to mention the Battle of the Buddha, he had rebelled from Buddhism and turned to fight for the Heavenly Court, and was still treated by the ancient Buddha Lan Deng. After giving up his military power, he could still meet the Emperor Qinghua of Dongji. He had more or less friendship with the famous masters of Lingshan in the Heavenly Court. He could win back the Demon King of the Demon Palace by relying on his reputation. After eight hundred years, he could still come up with such a list of gods and Buddhas...

Anyang sat on the hillside and fell into thinking.

As the night approaches, the wind blows over and it is very cool and dry, as if it is hidden in tiny sand.

It was soon night, and it seemed like a very common thing to see the stars in this world, but there was no Milky Way or a plane that flew by.

There are galaxies in this world, but I don’t know what kind of civilization there are on those distant planets, I don’t know where the rumored gods who travel outside the domain have gone, and I don’t know if the many armies that were always in place during the peak of the Heavenly Court were used to guard against extraterritorial civilizations.

Anyang was wondering whether the current White Dragon, Sha Seng and Nezha were fighting bloody battles, and whether the famous demon kings in the Demon Palace could have the upper hand.

If Marshal Tianpeng can come forward once, it is impossible for him to ask the Demon Palace to let them go every time when they are in danger, right?

The Lingliu Demon King that day should be at the upper level among the many demon kings of the Demon Palace. White Dragon is the Guangli Bodhisattva, so it is normal to suppress him to fight, or without the Dinghai Divine Pearl. Therefore, the strength of the White Dragon should be at least at the same level as the most famous demon king in the Demon Palace, or even higher, and Sha Seng should be almost the same.

I just don’t know what the third prince of Nezha, the top warrior in the heavens, was like this.

But the strongest man in the Demon Palace is not the Demon King.

There are also many demons who have been lurking since the height of the Heavenly Court, or have recently risen to become amazing demons with innate talents, or have a connection with the ancestor god. They are all the masters who dare to stand up and challenge the hegemony of the Heavenly Court during the decline of the Heavenly Court!

If Sun Wukong had never had trouble in the Heavenly Palace at that time, had not been suppressed and had not taken Xixing Road, he would still exist like this.

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

But he was powerless, and even worried that he was worried for no reason, because he didn't know the situation of that place at all, just like he didn't know that in Xiniu Hezhou, the Black Crow Kingdom, the inferior couple who was sent out of the city by him were in a life-and-death crisis in Xiniu Hezhou, the country of Heiu Crow.

It was because the fat woman wrote a letter to her twin sister in the city before leaving, but her sister was jealous of her sister's unexpected wealth and she flew away, but she suffered and suffered. What's even more annoying is that her sister even made up a word for the reincarnation of the Buddha to coax herself. She was jealous and angry for a moment, and she was confused and led the government to chase her.

The government did not catch up, but the news that the Luo family man got a lot of money to go out of the city spread wildly. Many poor and crazy people took scimitars and chased after them all night.

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

Those people were usually honest in the city, but they were already crazy at this time and didn't say anything to them. They rushed forward with their swords and slashed around.

The irony was that the man still remembered Anyang coming to remind him that he was the reincarnation of the Victory Buddha. .t raised his head and shouted to stop the few people, while facing the hatchet of the few people without fear.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered three feet, and the head rolled far away.

The woman was so scared that she screamed in shock. One person immediately rushed over with a knife, but was stopped by another. The two tied up the fat woman, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Just as they were bothering to search for money in the mule cart, one of them was surprised to find that a golden light flashed on the headless corpse of the man who had rolled to the ground and suddenly disappeared.

The bloody head disappeared...

The man was so scared that his scimitar fell to the ground in an instant, and he was at a loss.

Someone had already found money on the mule cart, and the amount was far beyond their imagination, which caused a burst of exclamation.

Not long after, there was another slash here.

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