I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"You, you, you..., you have disobeyed the will of the Emperor, and you will be destroyed in both body and soul, and you will never be reborn!"

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's bodies shook violently, and they retreated with horror on their faces.

They had just exerted their original divine power, and the power increased instead of decreasing under the interweaving of water and fire, and the conflict between yin and yang.

The two believed that only Emperor Fuxi in the Three Realms could resolve this kind of power that could move stars and burn mountains and boil seas.

Even masters like Fei Peng and Chong Lou had to retreat.

However, the unprepossessing old man in front of them just said a casual word "get out"...

and completely suppressed their divine power and rewrote the rules of heaven and earth.

This is fucking, even if it is a matter of law, it is not so outrageous!

And if scholars can read like this, what do they need gods like them for?

"We scholars of our generation believe in winning people over with virtue. We want to explain the truth and distinguish right from wrong in all things in the world."

The master pulled out an ancient bronze sword with a very strange shape and smiled, "That's fine! Since you don't want to listen to reason, let's change the way we talk."

The edge of the ancient sword has been worn away, and the sword is full of dense scars, blood and rust mixed together, spots.

Even dogs would shake their heads when they see it.

But I don't know what it has experienced. This unprepossessing bronze ancient sword is entangled with extremely fierce and cursed.

There are even several blood lines, faintly emitting extremely terrifying chaotic power!

It seems that if a sword is cut down, it can collapse time and space, and let this world return to chaos.

"This sword is called 'Virtue'."

The Master smiled nostalgically: "When I was young, I often used this sword to reason with people. Now that I am old, others often give me some face, so I don't use it much."

"This this this..."

Zhu Rong took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "I...our brothers are unarmed, and the old...old man won unfairly."

Faced with this unheard-of "Virtue Sword", Zhu Rong had a very bad idea in his heart.

The moment this sword fell, it would be his death.

Although this guess was unfounded, Zhu Rong did not intend to test it.

"Hmm? What this young man said makes a lot of sense."

The Master was stunned for a moment, then hung the sword back on his waist, and smiled in agreement: "A gentleman is not a weapon. A true gentleman disdains to kill his opponent with weapons. I was a little rude just now."

Zhu Rong: "???"

"Okay, it's almost time, it's time to talk about reason."

The Master pointed to the bare ground: "Since you are here, you should make the best of it. The feng shui here is very good. Since you two are here, why not bury them here."

"Old dog! I am a great ancient god, how could I be afraid of you!"

Gong Gong roared loudly, turned into a black shadow and appeared in front of the Master, pressing down with his big hand.

Divine power burst out, and countless nine-day ice dragons filled the void, like towering icebergs, emitting the chill of freezing everything.

"Those who are not strong enough will give up halfway!"

The Master flicked his sleeves and shattered the ice dragon. He grabbed Gonggong's wrist with his left hand, raised his right hand high, and punched down: "I have never seen such a strong man!"

The sound of bone cracking like fried beans rang out, and Gonggong's head was like a mole, and was punched into the chest by the master.

With the remaining strength, he hammered Gonggong's body into the ground, leaving only half of his headless body.

It was like a strange tombstone.

Blood kept oozing out, soaking Gonggong's body.

So, there was a bloody tombstone on the ground.

The next moment, the whole earth shook violently, and layers of cracks appeared.

The earth shook, and the wind and sand rolled, and it took a long time to stop.

"???"

Zhu Rong took a breath of cold air, stopped his forward momentum abruptly, and forcibly retreated to the original place.

"..."

Xuanyuan looked at Gonggong's headless corpse in the wind and sand in silence, and then looked at the master's unsatisfied look, and sighed softly.

Tens of thousands of people gathered on the mountain range looked at the tall figure of the Master in shock and astonishment, not understanding what had happened at all.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, no boiling martial spirit, just an ordinary punch.

Everyone clearly understood the Master's action.

Then, the ancient great god Gonggong just "made peace with it"...

Many people began to rub their eyes, wondering if they had hallucinations.

"Old sir..."

Jiang Wan'er took a deep breath and said carefully: "You are like this..."

"If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be respected!"

The Master patiently explained: "Little girl, since we have chosen to use this method to reason, we must use heavy hands, otherwise we will not be able to establish prestige!"

"I see, thank you for your teachings..."

Jiang Wan'er stretched out her hand to rub her temple and nodded obediently.

It was the first time she heard that "If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be respected" could be explained in this way.

What kind of Confucius is this? He should be called Kongzi!

"You...you, are you really Confucius...Confucius?"

Li Bai took a breath and bowed to the ground, his forehead full of sweat.

"I have always kept my name and surname, why would I lie to you?"

The master glared at Li Bai and said, "I told them to reason with me first. If they don't listen to reason, just beat them to death. As the saying goes, 'be polite before using force', is it so difficult to understand?"

The King of the Southern Barbarians: "..."

"This..., the master is teaching me."

Li Bai wiped his cold sweat and said: "But my disciple is full of ambition but not strong enough. I'm afraid I can't understand this truth, and I feel extremely ashamed."

"Well, the scholars here are indeed not very good. They are all incompetent. They can't even compare to the little girl over here. If word spreads, people will laugh out loud."

"When I have time later, I will find an academy to explain to you."

The master suddenly realized: "By the way, you just said that Feng Ge laughed at Confucius, right? Wait until I beat these bastards to death, then come and listen to your Feng Ge. If you don't sing well, I will let you know why. 'Education without distinction'."

"Brother, disciple, obey your orders..."

Li Bai was sweating gurglingly. He silently took out a pen and paper and began to write a suicide note.

Anyway, with Master taking action, he no longer needs to worry about the battlefield.

After writing the suicide note, it is only right to think about whether you can survive.

"..."

Jiang Waner, Nanman King, Jiu Jianxian and others looked at each other and chose silence.

Anyway, it was Li Bai who was really mean-mouthed in front of him. He was used to being wild and uninhibited, and he dared to spit on anyone.

Now that the saint has caught him, he deserves to be beaten.

At worst, when Master really wants to beat Li Bai to death, let's all give him some advice together.

Just beat him to death.

Well, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

"Huh? Are you starting to write now? Children can be taught."

The master nodded with some satisfaction and turned to look at Zhu Rong, who looked stiff: "Your brothers are dead, so you can go too. If you feel that I am bullying the weak and unable to win with force, you can also call for help."

"Xiao Shen feels that His Majesty the Emperor has been in seclusion all year round and was probably deceived by traitors, leading to some misunderstandings about the human race..."

Zhu Rong quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Old sir, there is no need to be angry. The little god will return to heaven and beg His Majesty the Emperor to take back his life."

"I used my mouth to reason with you before, but you didn't listen. Now that I'm using my fists to reason, it's not your turn to listen or not."

The master said calmly: "I will count to three. If you don't take action, I will beat you to death. You can also try to see if you can escape. Three!"

"..."

Zhu Rong gritted his teeth, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes: "Xuanyuan, you mobilize the army and join me in killing this old man. Then the remaining humans will not be afraid."

"I don't know why the human race has such a strong man, but with the old gentleman's strength, even if we join forces, we will only be annihilated."

Xuanyuan said calmly: "From this moment on, I surrender as the commander-in-chief of the Gods."

"Xuanyuan! You greedy and fearful bitch!"

Zhu Rong was furious: "Even if the human race lets you beg for mercy, His Majesty the Emperor will not let you go."

"The God of Fire's fate is so short-lived, yet he still worries about my life and death. I feel very warm."

Zhu Rong: "..."

"two!"

The Master looked at the two divine generals with great interest and said loudly.

"Damn it!"

Zhu Rong's heart trembled, and he shouted fiercely: "The gods of the Zhu Rong clan and the Jiutian Fire Department will follow me to kill the enemy. If anyone flinches, he will be burned by heavenly fire, and his body and soul will be destroyed."

"Yes! We are willing to follow the Vulcan to kill the enemy!"

More than a thousand divine soldiers and generals came out of the crowd and charged towards the Master with a killing momentum.

They are all Zhu Rong's gods, and their life and death depend on Zhu Rong's thoughts.

"The deceased is like a man, never giving up day and night. One!"

Seeing the divine soldiers and generals approaching rapidly, the Master moved his neck bones and jumped forward: "Ah!"

The huge force like a volcanic eruption broke through the void and exploded in the army of gods.

The divine soldiers and generals flew off the ground like dead leaves blown by the autumn wind, falling apart and shattering into pieces.

The strong wind blows, and the blood flows like a waterfall!

Bloody storm!

"It's your turn."

After overwhelmingly blasting away the blocking army, the Master appeared in front of Zhu Rong and slapped him with his right hand.

"Old thing!"

The flames of the Burning Heaven and Earth exploded, and Zhu Rong manifested a dharma like a golden crow and crashed into the Master without hesitation.

"What's the use?"

The master raised his eyebrows and slapped Zhu Rong and Jinwu into a spinning top.

When the top was about to stop, the master suddenly reached out and pinched Zhu Rong's head, swung it to the ground, and thrust half of Zhu Rong's body upside down into the ground.

"At seventy, do what you want and don't go beyond the rules!"

After explaining casually, the Master kicked Zhu Rong hard in the back.

The overwhelming force exploded in Zhu Rong's body, crushing his meridians, bones, organs and even his divine core into powder.

With great force, he dragged Zhu Rong's body backwards until it stopped next to Gong Gong.

"I-I'm not willing to give in! I regret it so much!"

Zhu Rong kicked his legs with all his strength and died.

"When a man is about to die, his words are good."

The Master sighed: "Every time I beat someone to death, what I say sounds much nicer. Regret, regret, regret, what did you do earlier?"

"Since the time when the emperor and the princes were princes, the masters of the six arts of our human race have been compromised by the master, they can be said to be the most holy!"

The Nanman King exhaled a sullen breath and pulled his daughter Yingying to bow down.

Seeing the Bai Miao clan leader bowing down, Elder Shi, Gai Luojiao and others also quickly motioned for the clan members to kneel down as well.

Gonggong and Zhu Rong are both ancient gods, famous in China, and their strength and status are far superior to the water monsters.

Even if he fights against the water monster in the form of Xiang Liu, he still doesn't know who will win.

But the tall and burly old man in front of him could make such an existence disappear into ashes with every move he made.

This shows...

Although they didn't understand what it meant, they were greatly shocked.

Let’s kowtow a few times first.

"Thank you, Saint Kong, for your righteousness and saving our human race!"

Jiu Jianxian, Li Bai and Jiang Waner also bowed down in turn, with respectful expressions.

Thinking of their embarrassing status, the demons from the Demon Alliance knelt down behind them without daring to take a breath.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet."

The Master waved his hand: "The remaining leader of the God Clan over there, what is your name?"

"I'm the Xuanyuan family."

"Xuanyuan..., if you were a human race, I should give you a big salute."

The master nodded: "But now, since you and I don't agree with each other, we can dispense with the courtesy."

"I don't dare!"

"You didn't have much murderous intention from the beginning to the end. It's a bit inappropriate for me to kill you just now..."

The master pondered for a moment and looked at Li Bai: "Madman Chu, this god general Xuanyuan is a good guy and a bad guy. Should he die?"

"In the past, Chi You led the demon clan and beast clan to sweep the world, and the human race was retreating steadily. At that time, the god general Xuanyuan came down to earth with the Xuanyuan Sword and defeated Chi You."

Li Bai said loudly: "After this battle, the divine general Xuanyuan was also supported as the emperor by the human race. He had great merits during his reign and can be called the ancient holy emperor."

In ancient times, Fuxi had many conflicts with Shennong, but his relationship with Nuwa was acceptable. Then they united with the human race to bully the orcs.

After the beast tribe couldn't bear it anymore, they elected Chi You to become the military leader and beast king.

Chi You felt that attacking the God Realm was a bit unthinkable, so he massacred the human race.

At this time, Xuanyuan's help as an ally is indeed a meritorious deed.

As for the falling out between the human race and the divine race later, the Xuanyuan clan could not resist Fuxi, so they had to quietly return to heaven and stay out of the matter.

Although she is not as sacrificial as Nuwa, she can still be regarded as a good friend of the human race.

"Is this so..."

The master nodded: "Xuanyuan, did you just see that boy Lin Xuan?"

"Lin Xiao... ahem, Emperor Lin is fighting against God Emperor Fuxi in the God Realm."

Xuanyuan pointed at the opened Heavenly Gate: "The Heavenly Gate opened an hour ago, and Emperor Lin stepped into the divine realm from here and killed more than 100,000 divine beings with thunder tribulation."

"Opened it an hour ago? Well, Chao Wen Dao, Xi Ke will die."

The master was somewhat satisfied: "He is so decisive in his actions, and he is only one of my generation."

"???"

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He understood every word the master said, but when combined together they seemed extremely abstract.

Xuanyuan suspected that the master was speaking a mysterious and unpredictable language.

Well, it’s a small statement!

He is worthy of being the sage of Confucianism!

"Since you have surrendered, I have no intention of killing you. You will stay here and wait for that boy Lin to come back before you take action."

"Now I have something else to do. The 5,326 divine soldiers and generals behind you are all sitting cross-legged."

The master said calmly: "I am now using my words to talk things through. If you have different intentions, don't blame me for trying another way."

Before he finished speaking, the master flicked his sleeves with his free hand and disappeared without a trace.

The Master follows his heart's desires without any rules.

"..."

Xuanyuan looked blankly at where the master had disappeared, and sighed: "The whole army is sitting down. Anyone who makes any move will be killed without mercy."

"yes!"

***

Tang Dynasty Huguo Xingjiao Temple

Xingjiao Temple is located in Shaolingyuan, south of Chang'an. It was the first of the eight major temples in Fanchuan during the Tang Dynasty.

The temple is large in scale and contains thousands of scriptures from past dynasties. Xingjiao Temple Pagoda, also known as Xuanzang Pagoda, is the resting place of the famous monk Xuanzang.

"Amitabha! We heard that Emperor Fuxi joined forces with the Western Demon Clan to destroy the world."

"In this troubled autumn, more demons have taken advantage of the situation and invaded the heaven, and even attempted to steal my Buddhist faith and return it to humanity."

"Nowadays, the Tao eliminates demons and rises, immortals and gods have fallen. Only Buddhism can save the world! May the World-Honored One be so merciful and compassionate as to send down the Dharma Protector to enjoy the fisherman's life... Ahem! Promote the righteous Dharma of my Buddhism."

Under the leadership of Zen Master Fawu, the abbot of the temple, hundreds of Buddhist monks and disciples sat cross-legged and recited the Buddha's words silently.

The Buddhist vows that have long been stored in their bodies are shining with the vast Buddha light.

The Buddha's light gathered on Master Fawu's body and turned into immeasurable light, reaching up to the nine heavens!

"Amitabha! The poor monk has been ordered to come and lend a helping hand."

Ten breaths later, the golden giant Buddha on the Buddha's throne suddenly opened its eyes, and its whole body exuded endless majestic energy.

The power of Buddha is rolling, the mighty Sanskrit sounds sound out of thin air, it is quiet and peaceful.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for coming to slay demons and protect me from righteousness!"

Zen Master Fawu was overjoyed and stood up quickly with a flattering smile on his face.

"Hey, that's easy to say! But Lord Buddha is hungry now, so bring some food over first."

The Buddha laughed loudly and his face twisted rapidly.

In an instant, the originally compassionate and mysterious Buddha's face dissipated and turned into a black face with short hair, a long beak and big ears.

It's like a huge wild boar, put on Buddha's clothes and transformed into a Buddha!

Zen Master Fawu: "???"

"Master Fawu, is this the Buddha you summoned by using your Buddhist power? He looks quite special."

The abbot of Xingguo Temple smiled lightly: "You are a very powerful Dharma master. You can actually turn the wild boar spirit into a Buddha. It is really a great merit."

Although everyone is from Buddhism, there are still interests involved.

Now that Zen Master Fawu is the master of the Buddhist sect, several other great monks at the same level are extremely jealous.

Seeing Zen Master Fawu summoning a pig demon, the abbot of Xingguo Temple was secretly happy and took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"This, this..."

Zen Master Fawu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked helplessly at the monks who were looking at each other and sighed.

In this case, his whole body was numb.

Even if my eloquence is ten times better, I still don’t know how to be fluent.

You can’t say that the Buddha originally looked like this, right?

I’m not here to talk about cross talk…

The onlookers are not fools either!

How ambitious I was when I thought about becoming the master of Buddhism in the world.

I vowed to gather all the Buddha power in the world and submit it to the World Honored One.

As a result, a wild boar spirit was summoned...

No matter what, his identity as "Dharma Master" has become a joke.

Zen Master Fawu suddenly felt extremely tired.

"Even if you haven't eaten, you should still say something!"

The wild boar was dissatisfied: "Buddha came because he saw your sincerity. If he had known you were so poor and miserable, it would have been better to have An'an come here."

"..."

Zen Master Fawu felt a tightness in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

God only came because he saw my sincerity!

Don't come!

Who the hell is gathering all the Buddha power in the world just to summon a pig?

It doesn't matter if you pig monster comes here, I will become the laughing stock of the whole world!

Although Buddhists are easy to deceive.

But it is absolutely impossible to accept a person who summons a wild boar spirit as a "dharma master".

What’s even more annoying is that you still have the nerve to mention Venerable Ananda’s name!

He is the most outstanding disciple of Buddha. He has always been the most knowledgeable and has boundless power.

Isn’t it ten thousand times better than a wild boar spirit like you?

If Zen Master Fawu hadn't still had the last hope for this pig demon, he would have just scolded it bloody.

"Don't worry, you idiot. If you came here with a poor monk, how could there be such misunderstandings?"

At this moment, the sky was filled with light and rain, and petals of five colors were flying all over the sky.

Light and shadow converged, and a tall and elegant middle-aged monk appeared on the Buddhist altar: "Poor monk Mahakasyapa, I have met all of you fellow monks."

"Venerable Kasyapa!"

Zen Master Fawu was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed down: "My disciple Fawu, I would like to pay my respects to the Venerable Master."

Maha Kassapa was the first disciple of Sakyamuni. After the Buddha's nirvana, Maha Kassapa convened to gather Dharma collections.

Even a proud man like Ananda did not dare to argue when Kassapa held him accountable. He could only admit his mistakes honestly.

Just the arrival of Kasyapa can spread the negative influence of summoning the pig demon.

"This matter is of great importance, and the poor monk is not the one in charge. There is no need for the Zen master to be more polite."

Venerable Kassapa turned around, faced the Buddhist altar and saluted: "Disciple Kassapa, I respectfully invite my master."

"good!"

The sky is filled with auspicious clouds and the fragrance is blowing.

The golden lotus emerging from the ground is either of the seventh or ninth grade, flashing with the vast Buddha's light.

The heaven and earth are covered by Buddha realm, flying fairies scatter flowers, and eight heavenly dragons guard it.

"We sincerely welcome the Ancient Buddha of Western Bliss Namo Burning Deng!"

Six Ding Liujia, Five Directions Revealed Truth, Four Levels of Merits, and even a group of protective Jialan all appeared and knelt forward to worship.

"Meet the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng!"

All the eminent Buddhist monks and disciples were overjoyed and knelt down one after another to worship.

The Burning Buddha is a past Buddha who is one of the three Buddhas in the world. He is also known as the present Buddha Sakyamuni and the future Buddha Maitreya.

Not to mention his strength, he must be regarded as the top boss of Buddhism in terms of status.

Some fanatical monks feel that if they see the dharma body of the Deng Deng Buddha, even if they die immediately, it will be worth the price.

"Everyone, get up."

A compassionate and ethereal voice sounded, and a thin ancient Buddha appeared and said calmly.

The ancient Buddha has an elegant appearance and a solemn treasure. His eyes contain endless wisdom and virtue, and there is no trace of greed and desire. At first glance, he is a man of great virtue.

"Buddha is not as big as him."

The pig demon murmured, bowed somewhat unhappily, and stepped aside.

"Pure Altar Envoy Bodhisattva, what did you just say?"

Ran Deng Buddha glanced at Zhu Bajie lightly and said.

"Ah? I said that you, the ancient Buddha, have vast supernatural powers and are one of the greatest Buddhas in our Buddhist sect."

"Don't talk nonsense..."

The lamp-burning Buddha was silent for a moment and lowered his gaze: "You two have come here this time, you should know what is going on, right?"

"The World Honored One said that Lin Xuan has great luck. If he can be converted, the World Honored One will personally give him a title."

Venerable Kassapa whispered: "If he is unwilling, we should obey the orders of the ancient Buddha."

"I already know about Lin Xuan. He is stubborn and has ruined my Buddhist plan many times. I am afraid that he has already joined forces with the devil."

The Burning Deng Buddha said calmly: "Now that he is fighting against the Emperor Fuxi of this world in the God Realm, we might as well kill these two heretics so that all human beings in this world can believe in Buddhism and enjoy themselves in peace."

"The ancient Buddha is compassionate!"

All the protectors and monks looked happy and said loudly.

"Although this move is to save the world, you must not create more killing karma, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

Ran Deng Buddha glanced at Zhu Bajie with a disdainful look and said, "Pure Altar Envoy Bodhisattva, I will leave this matter to you."

"Oh, huh?"

Zhu Bajie was dumbfounded and subconsciously pointed at his nose: "Me?"

"I have admired the name of Marshal Tianpeng for a long time, and the World Honored One is also very fond of you."

The lamp-burning Buddha smiled and said, "Don't betray the trust I have placed in you."

"Fuck! Ran Deng, your mother is dead!"

Zhu Bajie was furious and rolled up his sleeves angrily: "If you are unhappy with me, just say it directly. Don't use such secret means, otherwise I will go back to the Bodhisattva to reason with you."

"Don't be so blunt!"

Rendeng Buddha's cheek twitched slightly: "Besides, which Bodhisattva can you complain to me?"

"When I came here, I specifically asked Maitreya. He said that although Fuxi is not Xihuang, he is also the master of a world, and his magical powers may not be weaker than those of the true immortals and Bodhisattvas."

"Although I don't know Lin Xuan, he must be extraordinary to be able to fight Fuxi to a standstill."

"Anyway, I will definitely not go alone. If you really force me to go, then I will ask the eldest brother for help."

Zhu Bajie calmed down a little and smiled flatteringly: "As a three-generation ancient Buddha, you don't want to be beaten by a monkey, right?"

"... Hum!"

Rendeng Buddha hesitated, lowered his head silently, and seemed to be weighing it seriously.

"Oh no!"

At this moment, an old monk in a cassock rushed in: "Someone came to the door."

"Well, came to the door? But there is no trace of magic power outside the temple..."

Zhu Bajie was refreshed and smiled happily: "Is it a monk with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth?"

"Ah? What hairy face and thunder god's mouth?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's an old man in a cloth robe, he said he wanted to talk to the Bodhisattva and the ancient Buddha about the truth."

"???"