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The Monster Race’s Plan (First and Second Updates)

Shuiyue nunnery master Mingtong

Meng Qi opened his eyes suddenly, and the quiet room returned to light, as if the sunlight outside had finally penetrated the darkness.

I have nothing to do with Mingtong, why did she come to see me?

Shuiyue Temple, Guanyin Bodhisattva orthodox because I just beat her goldfish, and sent someone to say something or two “Not only must he be beaten, but he must be beaten to death, and the Bodhisattva’s face is not easy to use.

He pursed his lips, and said slowly: “Please come in, Master Ming Tong.”

Ming Tong was dressed in gray black clothes, waiting outside Yuxu Palace, and it didn’t take long before he saw the strange-shaped blue gatehouse coming out with swaying branches, and said proudly:

“Master Headmaster is affectionate.”

Mingtong Chan was shrewd and didn’t take it seriously, put his hands together, recited the Bodhisattva’s title in a low voice, stepped forward, followed Daqinggen into the gate, bypassed the screen wall, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the main hall with the fragrance of lotus for ten miles.

The statue of Yuanshi Tianzun is enshrined on the main hall, and there is a door on the left, leading to a quiet room, where there are several copper stoves, and the sandalwood is curling up, creating a quiet and spontaneous life.

Behind the curling green smoke is a cloud bed, on which sits a Taoist priest wearing a hydration suit, with handsome facial features, who looks quite young, hidden in the “clouds and mists”, adding a bit of immortality, making the vicissitudes of the temples Softens the eyes.

This is the head teacher of Yuxu Palace, who is famous all over the world. At this time, Yuan Emperor Su Mengmingtong felt like facing the immortal Buddha directly.

When he became famous, the other party had not yet been born, but now he is a fairy and a mortal, which is really embarrassing.

“I’ve met Master Su.” Ming Tong folded his palms together again, with a peaceful expression and compassion in his eyes.

“Master, why do you need to be so polite? If you talk about seniority, you still belong to the younger generation.” Meng Qi greeted with a smile, “You have come from thousands of miles, I don’t know what is important.”

Ming Tong proclaimed the title of Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva in a low voice, and took out a leaf from the ring of mustard seeds, resembling a willow genus, fresh and fresh, with floating white mist and hidden glazed light.

“Headmaster Su, please take a look.” With a wave of her right hand, the willow leaf disintegrated naturally, turning into pieces of golden light, which merged into a round mirror.

The round mirror blooms light gold, exquisite and translucent, with ripples flashing, reflecting the area shrouded in darkness and darkness. From time to time, thunder can be seen bursting out, illuminating the scene. In the depths, there is an indomitable golden cudgel standing proudly. When thunder is destroyed, the universe will last forever.

“Spiritual Mountain” Meng Qi whispered, extremely determined.

This is the Lingshan Mountain after the Fall of Ten Thousand Buddhas

Even if it turns into ashes, he still recognizes this place, entered twice, with different moods, how many memories entangled, how many fears linger, and finally swung the most steadfast and decisive sword

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

One day, I will go to Lingshan, not because of the bones of Huangquan lost there, but because of the seal of the Demon Buddha.

From far to near, Meng Qi once again saw the golden Buddha with two lines of blood and tears on the top of the peak. They are huge, pure and remnant, contaminated by gray and white air and black mist, death and evil are both heavy.

In the forest of corpses transformed by the golden body of “Ten Thousand Buddhas”, the ground shook violently, and a tall figure in a gray robe stepped out. His hair was loose, he had a thick black beard under his chin, his eyes were pale and colorless, and a dangling figure hung on his chest. White bones and glass beads, just like the monk Sha Wujing

Meng Qi was surprised that he went to Lingshan Mountain.

After leaving Yuxu Palace, because I have never heard of Sha Wujing’s legendary power to do anything, I judged that he went to the Westward Journey based on the three sentences passed by him. By the way, he not only went to Journey to the West, but also stepped into the Broken Spirit Mountain

Sha Wujing’s posture was a bit strange, his back was slightly hunched, and every step he took brought the Lingshan to shake. Meng Qi looked intently, only to find that he was carrying something that was wrapped in a strange black mist, something that was difficult to see through.

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

Sha Wujing went deep into Lingshan, the dangerous place where ten thousand Buddhas fell together, just to recite a dead body

And the corpse seemed to be so heavy that even a legendary power had bent over and hunched his back, and the broken spirit mountain seemed unable to support it.

Whose slough is this? Meng Qi was startled, a glazed lamp protruded from his eyes, turning on the cause of all fruits, but the strange black mist blurred everything,With his current state, he couldn’t see the clue.

Is it the remains of Monkey King?

In other words, the mysterious golden cicada in Jinhuang’s mouth is Tang Seng’s remains.

Of course, there are other possibilities that I don’t know about.

Kick, kick, kick, Sha Wujing stepped forward step by step, the spiritual mountain shook, and the sound of the Buddha’s roar continued.

When he passed the golden cudgel from the side, he paused slightly, turned his head to look, as if in a daze, two muddy tears appeared in the corners of his eyes unknowingly.

The Buddha also has tears, the legend has tears, so what if the heart is round, if you don’t realize the detachment, you will end up sad and regretful

Sha Wujing turned his head and continued to carry the heavy corpse towards the outside of the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas. When he passed by the corpse of the white dragon coiled on the ground, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to grab the dragon’s horn.

There was a heavy friction sound, and the white dragon’s corpse was dragged vigorously. Sha Wujing became even more strenuous, but he did not give up, and wanted to drag the white dragon’s corpse away from this filthy and depraved place.

One step at a time, Sha Wujing carried the corpse on his back, and gradually left the peak. Five people traveled westward, and now he was the only one left, with only a few figures, and an indescribable loneliness.

The circular lens shattered, turned into a streamer, disappeared without a trace, and there was no other scene.

Sure enough, it was a powerful person or a supernatural person who came to the mind, and this video came. Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, and did not directly guess the Guanyin Bodhisattva. It is also possible to be deceived. Of course, judging from the special judgment of the willow leaf, the seventh or eighth achievement is the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In this way, the immortal demon god is Samantabhadra Bodhisattva

But it cannot be ruled out that it is the idea from the immortal demon god

“Whose corpse is he carrying?” Thinking about it, Meng Qi asked straight to the point.

Mingtong shook his head: “The Bodhisattva never mentioned it, but only said that this matter is of great importance, and Master Su should know about it.”

He hated guessing charades the most, so Meng Qi spat secretly when he was playing games. While thinking about the importance of this matter, he asked casually, “Does the Bodhisattva have any other words?”

Ming Tong rarely showed a smile, which added a little color to the ancient and modern face: “The Bodhisattva told Master Su to be careful, some forces don’t want to see you prove yourself a legend, or become a legend at a very fast speed.”

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

Witnessing legends is a very “personal” matter, borrowing less foreign objects, less interference, the connection is only between “I” and “I”, and there are a few fragments of the Haotian Mirror in the few foreign objects, and I have one in my hand , others talk about how to slow down your own speed

I don’t want to see that it is easy for me to prove the legend, so I will come here with a sharp knife and a dark arrow, and I will kill it once and for all. If I want to slow down my stepping into the legend realm, where should I start?

Mingtong maintained the gentle smile just now: “To create a virtual other and me, to form a connection imprint, you have to feel the changes a little bit, and adjust a little bit, and each adjustment takes a long time to get feedback, which is really time-consuming and laborious, but if there is magic Buddha Ananda’s other-self projection or legend is used as a reference? The Demon Buddha is Su Zhangjiao, and Su Zhangjiao teaches you to be the Demon Buddha. His other-I should be very close to your virtual He-I. If you can refer to it, it must be very close. Greatly shorten the time required for the legendary road.”

“Yes, Master Mingtong Temple, you are right.” Meng Qi admitted frankly.

This is his method in itself, but he can’t directly absorb the “other-me projection” of Mofo like receiving “Yuanshi projection”, because it is just a branding, not a mark. After all, except himself, every other and I of Mofo are with him Being suppressed in Lingshan, even if the seal was loosened and rearranged, the Demon Lord and Master Yuanmeng were the same. How could the Buddha’s seal be so easy to bypass?

For a big man like Mofo on the other side, being able to leave the “other self” in the outside world is basically tantamount to getting out of trouble.

Mingtong continued: “The universe is as vast as a sea of ​​mist. Master Su, you know that there should not be many projections of Demon Buddha and I. Wouldn’t this greatly slow down your path to legend?”

“Listen to what you mean, who knows many magic Buddhas and other projections?” Meng Qi understood immediately, and his expression lifted immediately.

Mingtong put away his smile, and Baoxiang solemnly said: “The Demon Buddha is Ananda, and the other-me projection of the Demon-Buddha should have been equal to Ananda’s him-me projection plus the Thunder God’s other-me projection, but the overlord got out of control and became a legend, so Ananda Difficult to fail to integrate the Thor part”

Meng Qi nodded slightly, and suddenly realized that cutting out a body like this and retraining means that “other and me” are also split, otherwise people would have already seen the clues, if Taiyi Tianzun, Medicine Master Wangfo and Qingdi had no origin The connection between them is two completely different and independent great supernatural beings.

Speaking of this, Ming Tong changed his focus: “The demon clan has chased and killed Ananda and practiced Ananda’s breaking the saber technique for countless generations. Even if there is a chance and ability, even Ananda from other universes would Don’t let it go, that is Ananda’s other me, they must have accumulated rich information in this regard, even though he and I have been reincarnated and each generation is different, but it can still let Zhang Zhang teach you to see the essence, and get twice the result with half the effort.”

Meng Qi was a little dumbfounded when he heard that, the demon saint was really persistent and resentful, compared with the reincarnation of Ananda from generation to generation, the “Ananda, him and me” from generation to generation, the immortality is nothing compared to this.

However, it also verified a sentence, the person who knows you best is often your enemy, and there is no more “professional” than Yaozu in finding “Ananda and I”

“I don’t know the demonWhat is the family’s attitude?” Meng Qi asked seriously.

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

Sure enough, Mingtong didn’t think about it, and said directly: “The monster clan is not a whole with the same attitude, and they have differences with each other. They don’t want to see the magic Buddha consummated because of your death, and they don’t want you to grow up, so as to interfere with them going to Lingshan and rescue them The plan of the Remnant Great Sage.”

“The plan to rescue the remaining Great Sage!” Meng Qi was startled.

The golden cudgel pierces through the Lingshan Mountain, and the remaining monster saints are sealed inside

These are the real great saints who called the wind and rain in ancient times. If they escaped from the trap, they would immediately sweep the real world and the world of conferred gods.

This is really a big plan quietly.

“Can they find the entrance to Lingshan?” After the horror, Meng Qi asked in a deep voice.

Mingtong shook his head: “I can’t find it, but Luo Jiao is in contact with them, seeking alliances, and the vacuum hometown accommodates all living beings and controls all things.”

Wu Sheng’s old mother was really ambitious. Meng Qi secretly sighed, and acted just right.

For example, this time when 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, and would not ignite the tense atmosphere and situation. After waking up, Sha Wujing’s whereabouts Secretly, after going to Lingshan, there is no strong interference with the real world situation as I expected. In this way, it is within the tolerance limit of other big figures, so that K will not sacrifice their own good fortune and legend.

When Sha Wujing returns from Journey to the West, he will definitely gain some prestige, purge folk beliefs, expand Luojiao, but not stimulate the two kingdoms of Dazhou and Pure Land Buddhism. At that time, who will be willing to face the majesty of the legendary Almighty even if he wakes up early and has great strength Bucunyi’s legendary power

While thinking about it, Meng Qi said, “I guess Luo Jiao wouldn’t tell the Yaozu the entrance to Lingshan so easily.”

“What Su Zhangjiao said is very true. Of course, Luojiao doesn’t want to see the current good situation ruined because the real sage of the monster race is out of trouble. , but I definitely don’t want you to quickly grow into a legendary power, it’s best that you break through when K fully wakes up and returns, so that accidents can be prevented.” Ming Tong analyzed Luo Jiao’s attitude.

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

Meng Qi nodded slightly. It was almost the same as what he thought, but how could he guess what the big man on the other side was thinking?

I guessed wrong once when I was taking the chaotic green lotus seeds in Yuxu Palace.

As the so-called will of God has been difficult to ask since ancient times, what is the will of God, the will of the big men on the other side is the will of God

“It’s the end of the day, and the poor nun is leaving. I hope that Master Su will prove his own legend and show his miracles again.” Ming Tong folded his hands together and proclaimed the title of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

She informed some things, analyzed some things, but never made a recommendation.

Meng Qi sat on the cloud bed and watched her leave quietly, knowing the intention of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva or Buddhism.

They don’t want to see themselves being forced by the situation to take the fastest and easiest way to absorb the “Yuanshi Projection” and become another Yuanshi Tianzun, and that may cause the determination of the “destination” of the Dao Fruit at the end of the robbery

When the truth changes at any time, the attitude of the Buddhist Amitabha branch towards him has changed several times.

There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

Sitting on the cloud bed for an unknown period of time, Meng Qi analyzed the attitudes of the various forces that were beginning to emerge. He already had a preliminary plan in mind. He would first contact the monster race to see if he could change their minds. “With the accumulation of years, the process of making the “other-me imprint” that I originally took 20 to 30 years or even longer can be shortened to ten years, and it will be even shorter if at least 30% of the primordial projection is added for balance.

And how to get in touch with the upper echelons of the Yaozu?

This question is a bit difficult for Meng Qi. Since returning from the Middle Ages, the demon race seems to have disappeared, and there is little action. No matter whether the peacock is too far away, or the little fox who is the descendant of the demon sage, it does not reappear. And those in the world of Journey to the West have no brains at first glance. Demon kings and demon gods obviously do not have the qualifications to handle such secrets.

As his thoughts turned, Meng Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a place:

East China Sea eye

It is not the Sea Eye leading to the Twenty-Eight Realms of the Seven Seas from the Conferred God World, but the East Sea Sea Eye in the real world. It does not know where it leads.

According to Su Wuming, senior Su, when he was chasing the peacock demon king Taili, he lost his trace there.

And when he met Emperor Qing on a boat, K also disappeared from there.

With my current strength and realm, I should be able to pass through that sea eye, right?

He quickly made a decision, but did not leave immediately, but continued to retreat.

A full month later, an old monk’s phantom suddenly appeared from the side of Meng Qi. He took a step forward and merged into the Dharmakaya. It was Master Yuanmeng’s “imprint”

Only then did Meng Qi open his eyes, and Shi Shi ran to the East China Sea, his demeanor becoming more ethereal.

Crashing, the sea eye swirls, the color is dark, the bottom cannot be seen, and no one knows where it leads. The unknown and mysterious are the most terrifying.

Meng Qi pushed the fan cloud crown, and the Taishang Wuji Yuanshi Qingyun appeared, and the whole body was shrouded in a dim light, and he stepped down slowly.

clatterThe current is heavy, crushing and tearing everything, but Meng Qi, who passed through the black hole, seemed to be strolling in a garden, going deeper and deeper, picking up “steps”, and gradually hiding himself. After all, no one knew what was happening on the other side There are no enemies or ambushes.

I don’t know how long it took before his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw that the surroundings were tumbling and surrounded by chaos, and the place where the light came from was a simple and obscure palace with a plaque written in demon script on it.

Meng Qi, who had hidden his figure, carefully identified it and read it out word by word:

“Demon, Emperor, Palace”

“Demon Emperor Palace”

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

The Demon Emperor’s Palace guarded by monsters in Xiaogandong, Yuxu Mountain, World of Conferred Gods

The Demon Emperor’s Palace in the mouth of the chatterbox

No wonder Peacock Taili disappeared in the East China Sea

But what is Emperor Qing doing here?

Suspicious, Meng Qi became more cautious, and carefully left a spring in front of the palace, worried that this was an important place of the monster clan, guarded by a sleeping sage like Yuan Hong.

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

“It’s kind of magical.” Meng Qi noticed that there seemed to be no enemies around, so he observed more carefully.

At this moment, the door that had been covered in dust for a long time squeaked, and then opened with a bang, and a ball rolled out.

“Didn’t we just count one step wrong? Should we just throw it out?” The ball bounced violently, cursing.

It was about the size of a buffalo, with a round body, covered with black feathers, with two several feet long wings flapping behind it, blowing gusts of wind, it seemed to be a bird.

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

Meng Qi was delighted as soon as he saw it, isn’t this the one he knew when he was in Shaolin Temple?

He finally managed to escape from prison and came to the Demon Emperor’s Palace that he had been talking about all along.

who is he talking to

Chuai Yizi opened his mouth and could talk from dawn to dusk. After listening for a long time, Meng Qi finally figured out that he wasn’t talking to anyone, but he was outraged by the forbidden law of the Demon Emperor Palace and threw it out.

With a heartbeat, Meng Qi appeared and walked to the side of Chuai Yizi.

“We are the descendants of the Kunpeng, the only Kunpeng left in the world, not a cat or a dog, how can we treat it like this?” Chui Yizi was furious.

“Yes, it shouldn’t be treated like this.” A deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

“Look, there are those who agree, uh” Chuai Yizi was stunned suddenly, turned his head to look to the side, and saw a rather familiar but obviously mature face.

“You, you, you, how did you find this place?” He recognized Meng Qi, jumped eight feet high, and stuttered in fright.

Meng Qi smiled slightly and said, “Guess.”

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